Dimensional Adventure
(Ok. Strangely, this was based on a dream I had, so, yes! I do dream about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and, no, I don't own them - wish I did! Anyway, I've only been posting short stories so I thought, hey; why not write a full one? Well, here it is).
Raph hated Mikey's singing. But, unfortunately, whatever he said wouldn't shut him up, no matter how hard he tried. Putting a sock in Mikey's mouth wouldn't work, because he would still sing, only it would just be muffled.
"Ninja, ninja, rap!
Ninja, ninja rap!"
The song went around the kitchen and echoed off the walls.
Raph looked over the table at his brother, Leo, to see what his reaction to Mikey's singing was. He didn't seem at all that bothered. In fact, he was smiling! Raph sighed and looked to his right at Donnie. His brother in purple didn't seem that bothered either because he was just humming along. Raph's eyes darted to his left and he looked at his Master Splinter. Mikey was the only one standing, moving around the kitchen as he made them all breakfast. Gotta love him for that, Raph thought.
"Something on your mind, Raphael?" he Master asked, watching him.
Raph sighed again and shook his head. "No, Master Splin'er. Nothing", Raph said.
"Ni -" Mikey stopped singing, and turned to look at them all. "Hey dudes", he said, "breakfast is served". Turning back round, Mikey grabbed two plates of food and gave one to his Master and one to Leo. Then he grabbed Raph's and Donnie's plates and handed them theirs, before grabbing his own and taking a seat between Donnie and Leo. He had made them all a fried breakfast.
"Thank you, Michelangelo", Splinter said, before happily tucking into his.
"Thanks", Leo, Donnie and Raph said, making Mikey grin. He enjoyed cooking, not just for his brothers, but for himself as well. Basically, it was a hobby, and all his brothers possessed one.
With Leo, it was mainly practicing and meditating, but that was part of their everyday lifestyle, but the turtle in blue definitely enjoyed reading magazines and books.
As for Donnie, it was definitely, positively: his computer, because you couldn't stop him from going on it. Like Mikey was addictive to singing, Donnie was addictive to his computer. Nothing could stop him from going on the Internet to learn more about the world.
Raph hobby was going to the movies all the time. At least that was what Mikey always thought. But, if he was honest, he did admit that Raph practised a lot, even if that was still apart of their living routine.
Mikey wasn't so sure whether Splinter even had a hobby, but surely everyone did. Taking care of them, meditating and teaching them Ninjitsu was the only main hobby Mikey could think of. Unless -
"Hey guys!"
A voice snapped Mikey out of his thoughts and he looked to see April standing in the kitchen doorway, wearing a pair of black trousers, a white polo-neck top and black boots. Her curly hair was tied back loosely. She smiled at all of them.
"Hey April", they all said, smiling back at her.
April walked over to them and sat down on a spare seat in between Raph and Splinter. Mikey offered to make her breakfast but she shook her head, saying she'd already eaten.
"How'd you get down here?" Raph asked, smiling. "There is no way that I am going to believe that you, Miss O'Neil, lifted a manhole".
"Raphael", Splinter warned, but he was smiling.
April hit Raph playfully on his arm. "Actually, I had some help".
Raph's smile disappeared. "Oh no . . ."
"Oh yes", Casey said, coming into the kitchen, wearing a black pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He slapped Mikey a high five ('three' in Mikey's case) as he walked up to April. "S'up guys? Leo. Mikey. Donnie. Splinter", Casey nodded in greeting at them all. He turned to Raph. "I'm sorry . . . I forgot your name . . ."
"Oh, haha", Raph said sarcastically, but his smile returned. "That was so funny I forgot to laugh".
"I'm not the only one losing my memory then", Casey said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to April. Since there were only 4 people that knew about the turtles existent (that were actually friends), so the guys always made sure they had plenty of chairs near the kitchen table.
"Yo Casey, where ya been?" Mikey asked, continuing to eat his breakfast.
"Here and there", Casey relied, draping one arm around April's shoulders and chewing on some gum. "Preventing a few robberies that have been going around".
"Robberies?" Leo asked, while biting into some sausage.
"Yeah. Always the same kids though." Casey said.
"I'm glad it's not the foot", Donnie said, munching quietly on a piece of bacon. "I think we've had enough of them, and the Shredder".
"Don't worry, bro", Mikey said. "The Shred-head's dead".
"True, Michelangelo", Splinter said. "But crime still rests in this City and it refuses to leave, no matter how much you want it to".
Casey chewed thoughtfully on his chewing gum, not realising he was even doing it. Everyone looked at him as the sound of his chewing became louder. April raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" he asked, hands raised.
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April and Casey stayed a while longer and then they left, saying that they were going to spend the day out together since April was off work. Splinter wished them a pleasant day and the guys were trying to get them to say where they were going.
"No comment", Casey had said, grinning. "Anyway if we tell you, you guys will just come and spoil it. We don't want that now, do we?"
"Absolutely not", April told them.
Now, with breakfast over and done with, Splinter had retreated to his bedroom to meditate, saying his sons could have the day off practicing, as long as they didn't rip each others throats out. They promised they wouldn't, smiling at the same time.
"Now, who's throat shall I rip out first?" Raph said, smiling evilly. "Oh, Mikey . . ."
"Guys, no fighting", Leo warned, standing in the middle of their small living room. Donnie stood next to him, smiling as he watched Mikey pounce on Raph first, pinning him to the sofa and pretending to strangle him.
"Who said anything about fighting?" Mikey said, his hands on Raph's neck. "What was that you said, Raph? YOU'RE gonna rip MY throat out first?"
Raph pushed Mikey off him and stood up. "So, what are we gonna do?"
They all agreed to watch a movie, but deciding on the movie took more agreement. Eventually, after looking through their whole movie collection, they decided to watch 'Adams Family Values', one of their favourites. Though Raph wasn't too keen on it, he didn't protest.
"Wow, cool house", Mikey said when the massive, but very (VERY) old house came onto the screen. It was so big that it didn't even look like a house - it looked like a castle!
"Mikey", Donnie said. "It's practically falling down! Personally, I prefer the sewer".
Leo and Raph nodded in agreement.
Halfway through the movie Mikey got up from his cosy position on the sofa, and went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Leo warned him that if he ate pizza straight after breakfast, he'd feel ill. Donnie second that motion by pointing out that food takes hours to digest and needed at least 20 minutes until it reached the stomach. Raph just shouted "make mine with pepperoni!" and received looks from Donnie and Leo. Mikey came out of the kitchen a while later, with cooked pizzas stacked high on top of one another.
"Hey guys, look, it's the leaning 'Tower Of Pizza'!" Mikey smiled. He placed the pizzas on the small coffee table that sat in front of the sofa. Raph leaned forward and grabbed a slice from the first pizza that touched his hand. He settled himself back into the softness of the sofa and took a bite, letting the cheese off the slice dangle from his mouth before eating it.
"Hey, thanks Mikey!" Raph said, eating the pizza at the same time.
Leo and Donnie rolled their eyes, and turned their attention back to the TV. Silence filled the room again, except for the noise that came from the movie. Splinter remained quiet in his room, something that was important when he was meditating.
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Splinter smiled as peaceful energy flowed through him, something that often happened when he was meditating. He felt relaxed, calm. Not that he never was, he was always relaxed. The lit candles flickered around the room, letting the light of the flames dance over his face.
Splinter kept his eyes shut, continuing to mediate.
He saw no images. Normally when he mediated he saw images of his sons, or April and Casey. They were always happy images, just the way he wanted them to be. Sometimes he even saw objects, but they were always too fuzzy or too strange to make them out.
For the pass few weeks though, Splinter had seen a girl. Even though he couldn't get a clear image of her, he knew she was a teenager. Sometimes he could hear her voice, but it sounded so far away, so distant. He couldn't make it out, but each time he meditated he tried harder to reach her, and each time he got the tiniest bit closer. There was some reason for it, a reason that Splinter knew was important.
Without realising because his eyes were closed, the candles in Splinter's room flickered, and then died slowly, soundlessly.
One candle, that strangely glowed a soft blue flame, remained dancing in the darkness on Splinter's bedside table. Unnoticed, the flame grew higher, revealing a bright white light in the middle of it. It gradually grew until it reached the room's ceiling, but remained unnoticed to Splinter because no heat reflected off it.
Splinter's smile faded as he felt the energy disappear from him. This time, he didn't feel the peaceful energy he had felt before. He felt strong energy, powerful energy. And he saw her. He saw the girl. Her figure slid in and out of focus as he tried to picture her.
But he couldn't.
All he could picture now was bright, white light . . .
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The cast to the movie started to roll up the TV screen. Leo turned the TV off with the remote control, getting up at the same time. He suggested that he and his brothers at least do a bit of practicing, and with a few moans and groans, they eventually agreed. Getting onto their feet, the four turtles went into their rooms to get their weapons. Leo, who sometimes practiced with his Master, went into Splinter's room to get his katannas.
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"D'you think we could watch another movie after?" Mikey asked, wiping his nunchucks with a cloth then tossing it to Raph.
Raph shrugged. "Prob'ly", he said, wiping the tip of his sai.
Donnie joined them in the living room, clutching his Bo. He spun it around his hand a few times, before grabbing the cloth off Raph and giving it a quick clean. He knew that Leo liked to practice as often as he could, even if Splinter did give them the day off. But he didn't mind. Leo was a good opponent to try and beat.
"Guys!"
Leo ran out of his Master's room, his katannas in his shell, and right into Mikey. They both fell to the floor with a loud 'thud', Leo landing on the bottom, on his plastron, and Mikey landed on top of Leo's shell.
Raph helped Mikey to his feet and then Leo.
"Guys -" Leo started.
"Geeze, Leo", Mikey said, smiling slightly. "Don't say 'sorry', then".
Mikey slapped Donnie a low three behind his back, hidden from Leo. Donnie put his Bo in the pocket on his shell and picked Mikey's weapons from the floor that he had dropped, giving them to him.
"Guys! Master Splin'er! He's gone!"
"He's probably gone for a walk, Leo", Raph said casually, putting his sais in his belt and looking at his brother. "He is allowed, ya know".
"How, Raph?" Leo snapped, but he couldn't help it. "We've been sitting in here this whole time so he would have gone past us. He's not there and . . . all his candles are out . . . he always lights them when he's meditating . . . c'mon, I'll show you".
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"He's gone", Donnie whispered, walking around his Master's medium sized bedroom. When they all first moved in the sewer lair they had all decided to give Splinter the biggest room after what he had done for all of them. Donnie, frowning at something, walked over to his Master's bedside table, examining the layer of strange candle wax on there. Splinter never used to let his candles burn right down to the wick. He was always aware of the danger it could do.
Mikey sat down on Splinter's bed, feeling the warmth of it. Raph sat down next to him, looking at the wick of the candles, and watching the thin, grey lines of smoke still hovering above them. Leo stayed standing, pacing the room, smelling the lingering scent of burning from the dead candles.
"Guys, look'a'this", Donnie said quickly, receiving his brothers' attention. He pointed to the small table, watching the wax drip off the edge.
"So . . .?" Raph said, but looking anyway.
"So . . . look at it. I mean Splinter never lets his candles burn right down. It's far too dangerous since it could start a fire. If you ask me, someone put out his candles, but kept this one burning . . ."
"Yeah, but, who would do that?" Mikey asked. "There's no one here!"
"I don't know, Mike", Donnie said. "But this isn't even hot". Using his index finger, Donnie touched the candle wax. At first, it felt hot, and then it went cool beneath his fingers. Donnie realised how . . . blue . . . the wax looked. He thought it was just him, but no, it was definitely blue. Bright blue.
"Donnie . . ." Leo whispered, watching the wax shine. "Be -". Before Leo could say the word "careful", the wax got brighter. Leaning over his brother, Leo could see Donnie's and his reflection in the wax, and then Mikey's and Raph's as they leaned over as well. He watched, shocked, as the wax grew bigger, making a puddle shape.
It was blinding. The blue suddenly turned into bright white light and Leo had to shield his eyes to stop them from hurting. He could just see his brothers do the same, but Donnie was getting the main blast from it all. Leaning down, Leo put his arms around his brother, shielding him as well. He felt Donnie grab his arm, and almost heard him say something, but he couldn't make it out.
Leo's hearing disappeared and for a moment he thought he was going deaf.
Splinter's room disappeared and Leo could only see the outline of his brothers, all huddling together, and the white light that surrounded them, hurting their eyes even more. Looking down and squinting his eyes tightly, he realised that there was no floor! The light was the only thing, but it was untouchable, also unbearable.
When Leo thought that he could take no more, the light slowly began to fade. Donnie's face started to come into view and Leo was relieved when he heard Raph and Mikey speaking behind them. Still hugging his brother, Leo slowly let go of Donnie, but not completely. They both looked at each other, stunned, confused and, very strangely, they felt seasick.
Leo felt his feet touch a hard, solid floor and a few spilt seconds later; he heard his brothers' land beside him. They all rubbed their eyes, bringing everything into focus, and gasping when everything actually came into focus . . .
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(I've made this one short and simple. I'll post the second chapter shortly so you can get a feel of what the story is about - by the way - I have weird dreams!
Peace out! t-u-r-t-l-e power!
luv tmnt_luver x)
(Ok. Strangely, this was based on a dream I had, so, yes! I do dream about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and, no, I don't own them - wish I did! Anyway, I've only been posting short stories so I thought, hey; why not write a full one? Well, here it is).
Raph hated Mikey's singing. But, unfortunately, whatever he said wouldn't shut him up, no matter how hard he tried. Putting a sock in Mikey's mouth wouldn't work, because he would still sing, only it would just be muffled.
"Ninja, ninja, rap!
Ninja, ninja rap!"
The song went around the kitchen and echoed off the walls.
Raph looked over the table at his brother, Leo, to see what his reaction to Mikey's singing was. He didn't seem at all that bothered. In fact, he was smiling! Raph sighed and looked to his right at Donnie. His brother in purple didn't seem that bothered either because he was just humming along. Raph's eyes darted to his left and he looked at his Master Splinter. Mikey was the only one standing, moving around the kitchen as he made them all breakfast. Gotta love him for that, Raph thought.
"Something on your mind, Raphael?" he Master asked, watching him.
Raph sighed again and shook his head. "No, Master Splin'er. Nothing", Raph said.
"Ni -" Mikey stopped singing, and turned to look at them all. "Hey dudes", he said, "breakfast is served". Turning back round, Mikey grabbed two plates of food and gave one to his Master and one to Leo. Then he grabbed Raph's and Donnie's plates and handed them theirs, before grabbing his own and taking a seat between Donnie and Leo. He had made them all a fried breakfast.
"Thank you, Michelangelo", Splinter said, before happily tucking into his.
"Thanks", Leo, Donnie and Raph said, making Mikey grin. He enjoyed cooking, not just for his brothers, but for himself as well. Basically, it was a hobby, and all his brothers possessed one.
With Leo, it was mainly practicing and meditating, but that was part of their everyday lifestyle, but the turtle in blue definitely enjoyed reading magazines and books.
As for Donnie, it was definitely, positively: his computer, because you couldn't stop him from going on it. Like Mikey was addictive to singing, Donnie was addictive to his computer. Nothing could stop him from going on the Internet to learn more about the world.
Raph hobby was going to the movies all the time. At least that was what Mikey always thought. But, if he was honest, he did admit that Raph practised a lot, even if that was still apart of their living routine.
Mikey wasn't so sure whether Splinter even had a hobby, but surely everyone did. Taking care of them, meditating and teaching them Ninjitsu was the only main hobby Mikey could think of. Unless -
"Hey guys!"
A voice snapped Mikey out of his thoughts and he looked to see April standing in the kitchen doorway, wearing a pair of black trousers, a white polo-neck top and black boots. Her curly hair was tied back loosely. She smiled at all of them.
"Hey April", they all said, smiling back at her.
April walked over to them and sat down on a spare seat in between Raph and Splinter. Mikey offered to make her breakfast but she shook her head, saying she'd already eaten.
"How'd you get down here?" Raph asked, smiling. "There is no way that I am going to believe that you, Miss O'Neil, lifted a manhole".
"Raphael", Splinter warned, but he was smiling.
April hit Raph playfully on his arm. "Actually, I had some help".
Raph's smile disappeared. "Oh no . . ."
"Oh yes", Casey said, coming into the kitchen, wearing a black pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. He slapped Mikey a high five ('three' in Mikey's case) as he walked up to April. "S'up guys? Leo. Mikey. Donnie. Splinter", Casey nodded in greeting at them all. He turned to Raph. "I'm sorry . . . I forgot your name . . ."
"Oh, haha", Raph said sarcastically, but his smile returned. "That was so funny I forgot to laugh".
"I'm not the only one losing my memory then", Casey said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to April. Since there were only 4 people that knew about the turtles existent (that were actually friends), so the guys always made sure they had plenty of chairs near the kitchen table.
"Yo Casey, where ya been?" Mikey asked, continuing to eat his breakfast.
"Here and there", Casey relied, draping one arm around April's shoulders and chewing on some gum. "Preventing a few robberies that have been going around".
"Robberies?" Leo asked, while biting into some sausage.
"Yeah. Always the same kids though." Casey said.
"I'm glad it's not the foot", Donnie said, munching quietly on a piece of bacon. "I think we've had enough of them, and the Shredder".
"Don't worry, bro", Mikey said. "The Shred-head's dead".
"True, Michelangelo", Splinter said. "But crime still rests in this City and it refuses to leave, no matter how much you want it to".
Casey chewed thoughtfully on his chewing gum, not realising he was even doing it. Everyone looked at him as the sound of his chewing became louder. April raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" he asked, hands raised.
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April and Casey stayed a while longer and then they left, saying that they were going to spend the day out together since April was off work. Splinter wished them a pleasant day and the guys were trying to get them to say where they were going.
"No comment", Casey had said, grinning. "Anyway if we tell you, you guys will just come and spoil it. We don't want that now, do we?"
"Absolutely not", April told them.
Now, with breakfast over and done with, Splinter had retreated to his bedroom to meditate, saying his sons could have the day off practicing, as long as they didn't rip each others throats out. They promised they wouldn't, smiling at the same time.
"Now, who's throat shall I rip out first?" Raph said, smiling evilly. "Oh, Mikey . . ."
"Guys, no fighting", Leo warned, standing in the middle of their small living room. Donnie stood next to him, smiling as he watched Mikey pounce on Raph first, pinning him to the sofa and pretending to strangle him.
"Who said anything about fighting?" Mikey said, his hands on Raph's neck. "What was that you said, Raph? YOU'RE gonna rip MY throat out first?"
Raph pushed Mikey off him and stood up. "So, what are we gonna do?"
They all agreed to watch a movie, but deciding on the movie took more agreement. Eventually, after looking through their whole movie collection, they decided to watch 'Adams Family Values', one of their favourites. Though Raph wasn't too keen on it, he didn't protest.
"Wow, cool house", Mikey said when the massive, but very (VERY) old house came onto the screen. It was so big that it didn't even look like a house - it looked like a castle!
"Mikey", Donnie said. "It's practically falling down! Personally, I prefer the sewer".
Leo and Raph nodded in agreement.
Halfway through the movie Mikey got up from his cosy position on the sofa, and went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Leo warned him that if he ate pizza straight after breakfast, he'd feel ill. Donnie second that motion by pointing out that food takes hours to digest and needed at least 20 minutes until it reached the stomach. Raph just shouted "make mine with pepperoni!" and received looks from Donnie and Leo. Mikey came out of the kitchen a while later, with cooked pizzas stacked high on top of one another.
"Hey guys, look, it's the leaning 'Tower Of Pizza'!" Mikey smiled. He placed the pizzas on the small coffee table that sat in front of the sofa. Raph leaned forward and grabbed a slice from the first pizza that touched his hand. He settled himself back into the softness of the sofa and took a bite, letting the cheese off the slice dangle from his mouth before eating it.
"Hey, thanks Mikey!" Raph said, eating the pizza at the same time.
Leo and Donnie rolled their eyes, and turned their attention back to the TV. Silence filled the room again, except for the noise that came from the movie. Splinter remained quiet in his room, something that was important when he was meditating.
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Splinter smiled as peaceful energy flowed through him, something that often happened when he was meditating. He felt relaxed, calm. Not that he never was, he was always relaxed. The lit candles flickered around the room, letting the light of the flames dance over his face.
Splinter kept his eyes shut, continuing to mediate.
He saw no images. Normally when he mediated he saw images of his sons, or April and Casey. They were always happy images, just the way he wanted them to be. Sometimes he even saw objects, but they were always too fuzzy or too strange to make them out.
For the pass few weeks though, Splinter had seen a girl. Even though he couldn't get a clear image of her, he knew she was a teenager. Sometimes he could hear her voice, but it sounded so far away, so distant. He couldn't make it out, but each time he meditated he tried harder to reach her, and each time he got the tiniest bit closer. There was some reason for it, a reason that Splinter knew was important.
Without realising because his eyes were closed, the candles in Splinter's room flickered, and then died slowly, soundlessly.
One candle, that strangely glowed a soft blue flame, remained dancing in the darkness on Splinter's bedside table. Unnoticed, the flame grew higher, revealing a bright white light in the middle of it. It gradually grew until it reached the room's ceiling, but remained unnoticed to Splinter because no heat reflected off it.
Splinter's smile faded as he felt the energy disappear from him. This time, he didn't feel the peaceful energy he had felt before. He felt strong energy, powerful energy. And he saw her. He saw the girl. Her figure slid in and out of focus as he tried to picture her.
But he couldn't.
All he could picture now was bright, white light . . .
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The cast to the movie started to roll up the TV screen. Leo turned the TV off with the remote control, getting up at the same time. He suggested that he and his brothers at least do a bit of practicing, and with a few moans and groans, they eventually agreed. Getting onto their feet, the four turtles went into their rooms to get their weapons. Leo, who sometimes practiced with his Master, went into Splinter's room to get his katannas.
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"D'you think we could watch another movie after?" Mikey asked, wiping his nunchucks with a cloth then tossing it to Raph.
Raph shrugged. "Prob'ly", he said, wiping the tip of his sai.
Donnie joined them in the living room, clutching his Bo. He spun it around his hand a few times, before grabbing the cloth off Raph and giving it a quick clean. He knew that Leo liked to practice as often as he could, even if Splinter did give them the day off. But he didn't mind. Leo was a good opponent to try and beat.
"Guys!"
Leo ran out of his Master's room, his katannas in his shell, and right into Mikey. They both fell to the floor with a loud 'thud', Leo landing on the bottom, on his plastron, and Mikey landed on top of Leo's shell.
Raph helped Mikey to his feet and then Leo.
"Guys -" Leo started.
"Geeze, Leo", Mikey said, smiling slightly. "Don't say 'sorry', then".
Mikey slapped Donnie a low three behind his back, hidden from Leo. Donnie put his Bo in the pocket on his shell and picked Mikey's weapons from the floor that he had dropped, giving them to him.
"Guys! Master Splin'er! He's gone!"
"He's probably gone for a walk, Leo", Raph said casually, putting his sais in his belt and looking at his brother. "He is allowed, ya know".
"How, Raph?" Leo snapped, but he couldn't help it. "We've been sitting in here this whole time so he would have gone past us. He's not there and . . . all his candles are out . . . he always lights them when he's meditating . . . c'mon, I'll show you".
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"He's gone", Donnie whispered, walking around his Master's medium sized bedroom. When they all first moved in the sewer lair they had all decided to give Splinter the biggest room after what he had done for all of them. Donnie, frowning at something, walked over to his Master's bedside table, examining the layer of strange candle wax on there. Splinter never used to let his candles burn right down to the wick. He was always aware of the danger it could do.
Mikey sat down on Splinter's bed, feeling the warmth of it. Raph sat down next to him, looking at the wick of the candles, and watching the thin, grey lines of smoke still hovering above them. Leo stayed standing, pacing the room, smelling the lingering scent of burning from the dead candles.
"Guys, look'a'this", Donnie said quickly, receiving his brothers' attention. He pointed to the small table, watching the wax drip off the edge.
"So . . .?" Raph said, but looking anyway.
"So . . . look at it. I mean Splinter never lets his candles burn right down. It's far too dangerous since it could start a fire. If you ask me, someone put out his candles, but kept this one burning . . ."
"Yeah, but, who would do that?" Mikey asked. "There's no one here!"
"I don't know, Mike", Donnie said. "But this isn't even hot". Using his index finger, Donnie touched the candle wax. At first, it felt hot, and then it went cool beneath his fingers. Donnie realised how . . . blue . . . the wax looked. He thought it was just him, but no, it was definitely blue. Bright blue.
"Donnie . . ." Leo whispered, watching the wax shine. "Be -". Before Leo could say the word "careful", the wax got brighter. Leaning over his brother, Leo could see Donnie's and his reflection in the wax, and then Mikey's and Raph's as they leaned over as well. He watched, shocked, as the wax grew bigger, making a puddle shape.
It was blinding. The blue suddenly turned into bright white light and Leo had to shield his eyes to stop them from hurting. He could just see his brothers do the same, but Donnie was getting the main blast from it all. Leaning down, Leo put his arms around his brother, shielding him as well. He felt Donnie grab his arm, and almost heard him say something, but he couldn't make it out.
Leo's hearing disappeared and for a moment he thought he was going deaf.
Splinter's room disappeared and Leo could only see the outline of his brothers, all huddling together, and the white light that surrounded them, hurting their eyes even more. Looking down and squinting his eyes tightly, he realised that there was no floor! The light was the only thing, but it was untouchable, also unbearable.
When Leo thought that he could take no more, the light slowly began to fade. Donnie's face started to come into view and Leo was relieved when he heard Raph and Mikey speaking behind them. Still hugging his brother, Leo slowly let go of Donnie, but not completely. They both looked at each other, stunned, confused and, very strangely, they felt seasick.
Leo felt his feet touch a hard, solid floor and a few spilt seconds later; he heard his brothers' land beside him. They all rubbed their eyes, bringing everything into focus, and gasping when everything actually came into focus . . .
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(I've made this one short and simple. I'll post the second chapter shortly so you can get a feel of what the story is about - by the way - I have weird dreams!
Peace out! t-u-r-t-l-e power!
luv tmnt_luver x)