A broken family(Chapter 3)

Hey dudes! So this is chapter 3! I really hope you like it! Yeah I really hope you guys are liking what happening so far!

Leo's POV

I was meditating in my room, because Splinter and Mikey were talking. I heard Mikey growl, my stomach flipped pulling over my broken heart, broken from this family. I couldn't help to hate myself, I'd failed at being an older brother. Mikey's sobs pounded inside my head, this was my fault. Shouting was heard in the dojo, I shot up and sprinted the dojo. Mikey was glaring down at our father. His lip curled in a very un-Mikey sort of way. Splinter's face was unreadable, but I knew he was sad. Sad for Mikey's feelings. How much Mikey felt disconnected to us. It was my fault... My train of thought was broken from Mikey's scream, my head jerked up, that scream sounded like a frustrated shout, like he was angry at him, he was angry at himself. I didn't know what Mikey was planning, but I run up and curled arms around Mikey, forcing him down. He didn't try to struggle in my arms, tears ran down my cheeks.
"Michelangelo listen to me," I said carefully. "I am so sorry, please stop." I wanted it to end, I wanted Mikey to calm down, I wanted him to the impossible, forgive us. My heart understood he wouldn't. What reason did he have too?

Raph's POV
When I heard the scream I shoved my comic under my bed, and ran to the scene. Mikey, my beautiful little brother. Body position was all that told me he wasn't going to forgive us easily. Leo's masked face was buried in Mikey's chest. I could see Mikey trying to struggle, Leo held his grip, he didn't want to loose him. We didn't want to loose him...

Mikey POV
I needed air, Leo was trying to hold me down. I couldn't understand what when in their heads, they hated me picked on me for being different, but once they found out my hurting they wanted to help me. Anger was hard to keep down, why did I scream earlier? It was almost as I was shouting to the world that I wanted them to care, I did but not after they found out... The secrets were spilled, life is always different when you realise peoples lives. The hurt, they want to help, they never understand.

Eventually he stopped, like his arms were tired, so I took my chance I bolted. I had no sense of were to go, just to run. Tears blurred up my sight as I reached a ladder to a man hole, but I knew this city well no real difference was made.

The sound of random pings of kraang droids were heard in an alley next to me as I climbed to the roof for air to dry my tears. I relaxed my shoulders and stealthily climbed down on to a rubbish bin, hidden by two large boxes someone couldn't be bothered to put in the bin, lucky for me!
"Kraang must do that which is called a test run." A blue kraang said, dragging out a silver cannon out from the white van, the large barrel part had several lit up purple buttons, controls. Two kraang guarded it was the general kraang gun. I scanned my situation for flaws, a place to attack. I craned my neck and lifted up my shoulders for a closer look. My snout it the box, accidentally moving the light cardboard. A slight movement, lightly heard but it was too loud. Immediately a kraang wearing a human disguise marched out from the front seat. One of its strong metal hands pulled me up from the shell, fingers roughly digging past my back as it took a holding on my amour.

I hit the cold ground, fingers slammed down. Pulled up. Two kraang grabbed my shoulders and held me infront of the cannon. The blue, obviously leading this experiment turned to the two holding me.
"Kraang can now do the test run for kraang on that thing which kraang calls the turtles. Anger filled me, it referred to me as part of 'the turtles' like I was still part of the family of traitors. I went it struggle before I heard dings and the end of the cannon light up. Purple bright light, burning my eyes. My heart pounding became the majority of what I could hear. I was too scared to move, what was the point? Escape and go back to the lair, no other place to stay. I kept my ground as the powering became louder, my breathing deeper. My head jerked when I heard a rustling next to me. Just two pigeons, my shoulders went to relax before tensing up again.

"Hiiiiyyya!!!" Someone yelled in my ear, a long brown staff pushed the barrel away from me, it blasted a large hole in the building next to me. Rubble bashed down on the now six in total kraang.
"Aww, I was so pumped to bashing them down!" Raph complained.
"What the shell were you thinking?" Leo growled, he grabbed my arm. I scowled, his eyes showed anger hurt and confusion.
"What does it matter?" I shouted, my lip quivered again.
"Mikey what is going on?" Donnie asked, I could tell by his body language he knew, but couldn't understand why.
"You just don't get it?" I asked, flicking my eyes back and forth between my taller brothers.
"What don't we get?" Raph asked, his voice softer than usual, a lie, trying to make me feel better just to get me back to old stronger self, just so he can pick on me again. I relaxed my shoulders muscles, my fingers fiddled with my mask end not.
"Goodbye." I growled, finally pulling it off, slamming it at their feet. My sensitive fingers ran over my nun chucks. I could feel the place I had etched my name in kanji. The work of an idiot. I pulled back from chucking them down too, my shurikin down too, as much as they were a reminder of my old life, bad memories I needed them. I shook my head, turned away and left...

Donnie POV
I couldn't believe what I just saw. My little brother, my best friend left me, left us.
"Michelangelo!" I reached out my long skinny arm. "Mikey come back!" Sobs reached my throat. Why did he feel so distant from us? What did we do wro... I stopped my train of thought. Everything. In some ways I related to Mikey. Raph saw both of us as a punching bag, easy to pick on. But the thing about Mikey that made us different was we was optimistic, I was more of a realist. He enjoyed a laugh to play around with, he just wanted us to accept his happy little point of view on life... And we gave him nothing in return. My memory flashed to a time when we were about 11 I was upset about an invention breaking...

My head dropped as I looked at the robot, the memory chip had broken when a family of stray sewer rats had slid across my work bench, knocking over my vial of water straight on to my small robot. Sparks flew off, I covered my face with my elbow. After 1 minute I warily I peeked up. The red and purple robot was dead, the open head that held the chip was open, allowing any liquid to fall. I cursed at my stupidity, I looked around for those rats, they slipped down the garage,I didn't bother chasing them. There was no point.
"Hey dude!" Mikey walked casualy into the lab, a bowl of microwave ramen in his hands.
"This isn't the time Mikey." I sighed, putting on my gloves that didn't allow electricity to effect me, so I would get electrocuted.
"Why not?" He frowned, twirling the noodles with his chopsticks.
"Because I have to fix an invention." I explained impatiently.
"Can I watch?" He asked, taking seat on my desk chair. I sighed and allowed him, there no other damage he could do.

"Hey D throw some MM's at me!" He said, pulling out a small pack of the chocolate pallets. I bit down my lip.
"Mikey, remember I'm trying to work?" I said, knowing of my brothers short attention span.
"But why would you wanna work when you can play? Splinter's gonna call us for training soon, then bed." He relaxed himself on my other bench, his shell slid off my text books. I rolled my hand into fist.
"Michelangelo." I half growled.
"Please Donnie, one last game?" He asked, he shoved his face into mine. Puppy eyes.
"We could be pirates! Or... Ooo space cadets! Or hobbits with Bilbo!" He made positions on my table. "We'd have to do something about your height..." He frowned, he had recently watched the first Lord of the Rings on the TV. "You can go on your knees!" He suggested. I rolled my eyes, Mikey had the world's weirdest ideas.
"Please!" He begged. He was on his hands and knees now.
"You'll let me work after?" I asked. Mikey's face lit up, his freckles danced, yellowed teeth widely spread.
"Promise!" He grinned, he took my hand.

My face fell I would take anything to see that smile again. I looked at my two older brothers, they understood. Leo was staring straight ahead and the spot Mikey had left us. Raph tried to hide his face, but I could tell by his eyes he was scared.
"What now Leo?" I asked. Leo took in a breath.
"I really don't know, but all I have to think is we have to do anything to get Mikey back.." He said, lifting up his chin, but he was still shorter than me. I nodded, looking at Raph. He had put on his I'm going to look tough but I'm really scared look. It was time to fight, fight for our little brother no matter the cost...

Aww poor Mikey! Its okay I still love you! Will Mikey come back? Will he realise he brothers really love him!?!?!
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