The Silhouette in Dead Grace

The Silhouette in Dead Grace

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(This is an 2012 AU of TMNT) [I don't own show Teenage Mutant Ninja Turles, the orignal owners and providers of Nick (Nickelodeon) owns the show.] WARNING: This story contains depression and sadness, and other things as well, if you don't have continuing move with blood mentions in the story, please do not read this, not my fault if you have to argue with me about it. Am I stupid..? Yes. Am I happy..? No, and never will be. Am I in the negative dumpster where my brothers throw mean words at me like garbage? Yes, Yes, and yes. "Those kinds of words describe how I act and how I feel about the words being spit out from their voices, I can't take their harsh words this longer.. What if I leave out of city and never come back, will they like it if I was gone and just be them being them... Right?"- Michelangelo Michelangelo felt tired about his brothers talking about him behind his back,including blaming him for messing up their patrols even though he wanted them to smile but, nothing works at all, not his pranks can crack a single laugh. He felt that he was being ignored from them, but.. Got the idea.. What if Mikey leaves New York into an unknown dimension from the mysterious portal? Will his brothers going to save him some all these unknown creatures surrounding around place? Or Mikey will go insane and get blinded despair from The Bloodwork Man's Deadly Hypnosis?
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"I can," The deity confirmed, smiling softly. Their lips twitched upwards with pity, a knowing gaze in their eyes. "I can bring back one who you've lost, if that's what you'd like. I owe you my life for what you've done... perhaps I can repay that debt through giving a life back to you." So Leonardo held out a hand towards the deity, tears in his eyes yet with a voice as strong as steel. The deity took his hand, palm burning with a cold heat searing pure emotion straight through his skin-unnatural, yet right, and they smiled. They had no lips, no mouth to speak from, yet Leonardo simply knew. "Please," He pleaded, "Bring Michelangelo back to us." __________________________ For my Bad Things Happen Bingo - "Came Back Wrong". WARNING: DARK FIC, UNHAPPY ENDING! PLEASE READ WARNINGS LISTED BELOW: This story includes - "Came Back Wrong" trope - Bringing back the dead - Hurt no comfort - Multiple main character deaths - Heavy angst - Descriptive gore - Descent into madness - Depressed characters - Suicide attempt - Murder - Unhappy ending

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