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Chapter 2: Invitation
Tonight's patrol for the turtles kind of went a bit chaotic as the turtles fought on the Purple Dragons as usual; The three brothers told Mikey to use his power to stop them but the Chosen Magus accidentally, through his exhaustion, nearly made the bad guys and themselves blow up, causing the warehouse they would in to be in ruins.
Thankfully no one was hurt much aside from a bruise or pulled muscle as Mikey just entered the lair, tired and stressed after being directly questioned by his brothers about what happened.
"Look, Mikey; we're not mad at you but you really went overboard back there" Leo tried to calm the situation.
"So I made a mistake, we all do that" Mikey groaned.
"True but we don't have magic powers like you do" Raphael pointed out.
"Is everything alright, Mikey?" Donnie asked, doing his best to be the good big brother he promised to be for everyone.
"I don't know...Maybe I'm just worn out from a long day, I'm tired and I just want to go to bed" Mikey yawned.
The three turtles looked at the exhausted younger brother and nodded to which Leo then said: "Alright then, sleep well buddy"
"Thanks" Mikey sighed and walked off.
"Do you think he'll be OK?" Donnie whispered.
"We should ask Mikey if anything's truly bothering him in the morning" Leo suggested.
"Should we let Splinter know?" Raphael quizzed.
"I'll talk with him," Leo nodded.
As Michelangelo went to bed and tried to sleep, he suddenly heard the strange siren echoing in his room, much to his confusion.
"Hello?" Mikey spoke out.
Nobody answered as he tried to sleep again but the siren kept coming every few seconds and Michelangelo, unfortunately as hard as he might, couldn't get much sleep that night as the siren kept waking him up.
He even looks around the lair to see who is making the siren noise but nothing can be found as he just brushes it off, feeling like it's all in his head and maybe he should speak to Donnie about it since he's the medical expert.
The next morning, the young turtle got up and tried to make breakfast but the siren grew louder overnight as he suddenly snapped:
"Can I at least have some peace and quiet for five minutes please?!?!"
"Michelangelo?"
The orange masked turtle turns to see his father, Master Splinter at the door, looking at him in bewilderment at the outburst.
"M-Morning Master Splinter" Mikey cleared his throat.
"What was with that outburst?" Splinter questioned his son.
"I'm sorry papa, I just...I didn't get any good night sleep last night...I don't know...I think I might be working too hard" Mikey yawned.
"I'm sorry to hear that and I understand; it's not easy doing what you have to do as both a Hamato and being the Chosen Magus for the Nexus World" Splinter nodded.
Mikey shook his head in agreement with Splinter before he yawns again as the humanoid rat goes to Michelangelo and said:
"Go back to bed and tried to get some rest"
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Monster
FanfictionSequel to Psychic: Five years has passed and while the family accepted Mikey with his powers, they rely too much on them as Mikey tries to find balance between being a Hamato and being the Chosen Magus which causes another strain on the family with...
