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imagine-darksiders · 1 year

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I know I'm a few chapters off from getting there, but... Yeah, the Earth saga is going to be deliciously heart breaking >:]

#Cold hands warm heart #chwh #Earth!#Sorry I'm so tired rn lol #Darksiders #darksiders 2 #angst #sweet sweet angst #mmm tasty #Reader #Reader x Death

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nivasichakano · 1 month

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What Friends Are For, Chapter 12: From The Ash

When Gale Dekarios realized the implications of the Netherese orb that lodged itself in his chest, he had sat in silence at his desk for a long time, stroking his tressym while she cried in his lap. When his goddess withdrew her favor, he had lain in bed for days on end, refusing everything but the occasional glass of water to keep him alive so he didn’t decimate the neighborhood. When his wife left him, he’d gone straight to the nearest tavern and drank so much he lost a couple of days.

Now, though, he weeps. He hugs his knees to his chest, buries his face in his arms, and sobs, the fine silt ash of his former love slipping through his clenched fists like sand. Read the rest on A03

#annnnnnngst #sweet sweet angst #bloodweave #gale dekarios #ao3 writer #astarion #astarion ancunin #gale of waterdeep #gale x astarion #ao3 fanfic #astarion x gale #fanfic #bg3 fic #bg3 fanart #bg3 fanfiction #bloodweave fanfic #bloodweave fanart

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halfthebrain · 7 months

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This is kinda diabolical of me but what if Grammy has actually held a conversation with Harvey in which she thanked him for taking care of Mike, in which she looked at him with knowing eyes… only for Mike to go to prison? Wouldn’t that destroy Harvey even more? The guilt wouldn’t let him have a single good nights sleep until Mike is safe in his arms again.

#sweet sweet angst #hurt comfort #Mike does get out obv and they go to therapy together #harvey specter #marvey #mike ross #edith ross

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groovinrightalong · 4 days

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Okay so I know I already have an American Werewolf in London byler AU but I’m just THINKING and like. A version a little closer to the movie. Mike and Will backpacking together across Europe, and they get into a little… trouble.

Next thing Will knows, Mike is dead and he’s stranded alone in London, miraculously recovered from the very same attack wounds that killed his best friend. Except Mike is very much not gone, and he actually kind of won’t leave him alone, and he keeps telling him that he’s going to turn into a bloodthirsty monster if he lets himself survive the month. (The worst curse isn’t the supernatural mess they’ve gotten themselves into, it’s the fact that they both love each other so dearly that it tears them apart.)

Anyway Byler horror AUs my absolute BELOVED.

#stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #byler #byler au #horror au #an american werewolf in london #werewolf au #werewolf will byers #dead mike wheeler #ghost mike wheeler #sweet sweet angst #my writing #sort of #I wanna write it lowkey #sorry yall who don’t care about silly 80s werewolf movies #could NOT be me

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sovereignofaeons · 2 years

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Okay, okay...Hear me out. The new chapter for DBD right? So imagine you and Leon are in some type of...something. (Friends, dating, maybe he’s gone a little yandere, whatever the case.) Everything is going well and then BAM! Ada shows up in the Entity’s realm and suddenly, you don’t exist anymore.

You guys used to have nice conversations at the campfire or around the survivor camp? He’s talking to Ada now! He used to lend you one of his flashbangs at the beginning of a trial you had together so you would always have an out? He can’t lend you any of them now, he might need those to save Ada! He would follow you around and always wanted to be by your side? Oh look! There he is. With Ada. AGAIN. (Though this might be a good thing if he’s yandere) And if it ever came down to choosing between saving you or Ada in a trial? PFFFFFT. Hope you like being a sacrificial lamb.

This scenario has me by the throat and it won’t let go.

#dead by daylight #dbd #resident evil #leon s kennedy #ada wong #angst #sweet sweet angst #hurt me leon #anything for Ada #yandere #I love you Ada but get off my man #Leon stop touching my woman #I love them both #There's always Wesker ig?#imagine you're on the ground #in that GIF #and they both just leave you #i'm crying

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ito-itonomen · 2 years

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Raine can accept Eda's curse in it's entirety and they do because it's HER.

The feathers, the claws, the silver eye, and strange habits? All Eda, all beautiful.

But what Really scares them?

The way Eda will sometimes stop and nearly double over, clutching a hand over her heart because of a sudden chest pain.

The slight rattle to her breath when she sleeps fitfully.

The ease at which she catches fever every time the kids bring some new virus that's been going around at school.

The bad pain days that wipe her out for ages and leave her bedridden and quiet.

The possibility of loosing their precious Calamity to something they can't fight or protect her from when they only just got her back again.

#the owl house #toh #eda clawthorne #raeda #toh raine whispers #toh headcanon #ito's free aus #am I being clear enough about the kind of sick fic I want #cuz I can keep going #toh angst #sweet sweet angst

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tightjeansjavi · 5 months

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Nonnie, I don’t think you understand what you’ve just done…🥴 the angst I have cooking in my head right now? Oooh boy 🥲

From my unplanned Christmas drabbles :

joel deserves nice things™ ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

#gi is on a roll #should she stop?#nahhhh #sweet sweet angst #this is one might hurt #like a lot #joel miller

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oswaldsleftbicep · 11 months

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Can you write a scenario where Lucia, Levy and Lucas are woken up in the night by MC because they are scared?

lucia, levy, & lucas when their gn!so wakes them up scared

genre: comfort, angst

cw: anxiety, uncanny valley effects/derealization in lucia's part, kind of spoilers for lucas?? idk y'all should know by now askjdhs, insomnia

Lucia

❧ something had felt off all day, though you weren't quite sure what

❧ the two of you took a walk around town, and there was just something about the people around you

❧ maybe it was the way they were walking, maybe they were side eyeing the two of you, who knows

❧ it put you on edge for the rest of the day, and well into the night

❧ lucia was fast asleep beside you in bed, sleeping like a baby, while you were sitting upright, hugging your legs to your torso

❧ that uncanny feeling followed you home, and you weren't having a great time

❧ even the simplest things, like your bedside table or the chair across the room, were freaking you out to a near panic

❧ you look back over at your sleeping boyfriend, debating whether or not you should wake him

❧ afraid of looking at him for too long, you take a deep breath and push against his shoulder, gently shaking him awake

❧ it takes a few tries, but eventually he stirs awake and sleepily asks you what's wrong, and why you're still awake

❧ "i'm scared," you squeak out in a barely there voice, and it makes lucia's eyes widen, sitting up quickly to be at your side

❧ "love, what's wrong," he asks, more alert now, "what's got you so scared?"

❧ "i don't know," you answer, tears beginning to fill your eyes, "everything just seems off and i don't like it"

❧ he looks at you slightly confused, "hm? off how?"

❧ "nothing seems right," you begin trying to explain, "ever since we went out, it feels like there's something different about everyone, everything. i can't look at anything for too long; it scares me, and i don't know how to handle it"

❧ he sees you beginning to panic, and pulls you so that your face is hidden in his neck, preventing you from seeing anything

❧ he holds you close against him with one arm, and uses his free hand to pet your head soothingly

❧ "there's nothing here," he begins to reason, "you're here with me in our bed, and nothing is wrong. just listen to my voice, and try to match my breathing"

❧ he spends the next couple minutes walking you through breathing exercises, never for a second letting you out of his grasp, until he sees you start to calm down

❧ "i'm gonna let you go now," he says after a while, "and when you're ready, look up at me"

❧ you nod your head, take a deep breath in, and slowly look up at your boyfriend, bracing yourself for that nasty feeling of anxiety again

❧ but you feel nothing but relief when your eyes finally meet his

❧ he stares back, looking out for any negative reaction, but when he sees none, he gives a small smile at you, lifting his hand up to brush against your cheek

❧ "how do you feel now?" he asks softly

❧ you hum and close your eyes at his touch, leaning more into his hand, "tired, i think i'm ready to try sleeping. will you hold me tonight?"

❧ he sighs out a laugh, "of course, my darling, come here"

❧ he pulls you to him once more, and lays the two of you down, making sure you stay facing him

❧ he stays awake until you fall asleep, caressing your skin and keeping an eye out for any shifts in your expression

❧ only once you're sound asleep does he go back to sleep too, holding you close and vowing not to let anything near you

Levy

❧ this one is totally your fault lol

❧ you decided to stay up late reading a horror book

❧ you thought you could handle it, you've stayed up late watching horror movies before, what harm can a little book do?

❧ a lot, apparently, because this wasn't just a regular horror novel, it was a horror novel from nightmare

❧ and man are their scary standards higher than earth's

❧ levy tried to warn you, too, but after a while he just gave up and went to sleep lmao

❧ so it wasn't really a surprise to him when you woke him up in the middle of the night, shaking where you sat in the bed, desperately calling out to him in a soft voice

❧ mans does not like to get woken up, so at first he's grouchy at you, grumbling out a "what do you want?"

❧ but when he hears your voice quiver out a simple "i'm scared," he's much more alert and willing to be awake

❧ he lets out a quick sigh before sitting upright, moving so that he's closer to you, placing a hand atop yours on the sheet

❧ "it was the book, huh?" he asks

❧ as soon as you nod in confirmation, he's quick to call you a dummy under his breath, but nonetheless continues to comfort you

❧ he'll ask about which part frightened you the most, having read the book already himself, and listens to your complaints and worries about the events in the plot

❧ "it's just," you begin, taking a second to think out how to explain your thoughts, "it's so different from what we have at home, on earth i mean. the horror, the descriptions and the content, they differ so much. and it's so unsettling"

❧ you look at his face carefully after your explanation, searching for any sign that he might tease you for being scared of something so normal to him

❧ but all you can see is understanding and concern

❧ he pulls you so your head falls on his shoulder, and his hand makes quick work of petting your head and caressing down your arm, soothing your anxieties almost immediately

❧ "all of that stuff," he starts softly, "is just made up; none of it is real, and none of it is going to hurt you-- like i'd let that happen anyway."

❧ he tilts your head up so that you're looking him in the eye, "got that? you're safe, y/n"

❧ you nod slowly, sinking back into his embrace

❧ after a few more moments of him holding you, he asks aloud, "can we go back to sleep now?"

❧ you let out a quick laugh and agree, the two of you getting back under the covers, book totally forgotten

Lucas

❧ you're awake. it's the middle of the night, and you're wide awake, staring at the ceiling for the fourth night in a row, unable to get really any sleep

❧ your mind is racing, thinking about the home you chose to leave behind to be with the love of your life, who is sleeping soundly next to you

❧ you think of your friends, your family, even the people you went to class with who you never really knew all that well, and you wonder where they are right now

❧ you think of your favorite tv shows, if grey's anatomy is still ongoing, if your favorite artist has released new music

❧ there's so much you don't know about the things that once meant the world to you, and chances are you will never find out

❧ you think about the date. nightmare uses a different calendar than earth does, but you determined that a year in nightmare is pretty close to a year on earth. you taught yourself how to convert between the two calendars and determine that on earth it's october 5th

❧ there's something important about that date, you just can't think of what it is...

❧ sitting up, you spend the next few minutes wracking your brain, trying to find out what's so important about today

❧ and then it hits you: it's your mother's birthday

❧ how old is she now? you think a while about that one too, and the longer you think about all the things you're forgetting, the more you throw yourself deep into a panic

❧ how could you be forgetting? it hasn't been that long since you left, right?

❧ a hand lands on your shoulder, jolting you out of your thoughts, whipping your head to face lucas

❧ "love, what's wrong?" he asks, voice showing no sign of being asleep, "you're breathing really fast"

❧ "it's my mom's birthday today," you whisper out, almost as if you're afraid to say it

❧ lucas furrows his brows, searching your face for what you're feeling, for clues on how to respond

❧ "you miss her, don't you?" he asks, trying to pin how you're feeling

❧ "i do," you whimper out, tears finally beginning to form, "how could i forget?"

❧ he's pieced the puzzle together, and feels a wave of pity and empathy toward you

❧ "forgetting is brutal, isn't it," he says sardonically, "feels like losing a part of yourself"

❧ you nod, sniffling through your tears, "what if i forget for good?"

❧ sensing your panic, he intervenes, "you won't. i won't let you forget, not this time." he wraps his arms around you and holds you close to him

❧ you blink in confusion at his last statement, but choose to focus on the former, brushing it off as him saying his regular nonesense

❧ he suggests some things to help you remember and cope with being away: writing important dates on a calendar, celebrating birthdays and major events, keeping a journal describing your favorite songs and movies and shows, making portraits of your friends and family, anything to keep record of your life on earth

❧ you listen to all of his suggestions, leaning into him and crying it out as he caresses your skin and places kisses to the top of your head

❧ "it'll all be okay, my love," he kisses your knuckles, "we'll work through this and make sure you have those memories forever. you won't have to say goodbye completely."

❧ letting out the last of your tears, you nod in agreement, finally feeling worn out and tired enough to sleep

❧ lucas feels you droop against him, and situates the two of you so you're lying down again in each other's arms

❧ "just sleep now," he tells you softly, "and we'll figure out the rest in the morning"

❧ you hum in agreement, letting out a sigh as you finally drift off into sleep, lucas following you shortly after

#my. hcs #quite the buildup for lucas' part lol #fun fact: i used my mom's bday for that part #i love the concept of mc forgetting #sweet sweet angst #nightmare harem #nightmare harem hcs #nightmare harem lucia #nightmare harem levy #nightmare harem lucas #otome games

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wiltingdecay · 1 year

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i can't get behind the idea of rowan being a ghost during the time that they're dead, but the thought of them being powerless to do anything but watch while asra literally tears himself apart trying to bring them back is [chefs kiss]

#the only context in which i'll entertain the idea #sweet sweet angst #rowan aisling

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stardust948 · 1 year

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Fair warning, if you ever see one of my fics with a title from an Attack on Titan song, get the tissues.

#angst #sweet sweet angst #thought of a really angsty oneshot last night #writing #fanfics #star's writing #aot soundtrack

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phoebepheebsphibs · 1 month

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HERE WE GO.

Angst time, baby.

@tmntaucompetition @boots-with-the-fur-club @daboyau

CW: Injury, blood

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April's eyes widened when she saw it all happen. The glowing golden chains that ignited, the room turning into a tornado, the ground cracking and breaking as if an earthquake would devour them, the crevices and miniature canyons that formed - also glowing gold - erupting and spewing what she could only assume was something like mystic magma. It was as if every natural disaster was happening at once.

"Is he trying to kill us?!" April shouted. She'd meant it as a figure of speech, an exaggeration. She didn't yet realize how right she really was.

"Get to the other side!" Karai yelled over the roaring wind. "We'll try to surround him!"

The two girls started circling the tiny warrior, who kept his hands held out as long golden cracks started to form from his fingertips, slowly but surely. Flakes of light peeled off of him and danced away. He felt nothing. He said nothing. His stone cold expression was chiseled into his face like the statues from his namesake. The chains circled around him, rings of fire that lashed out at whoever came near. The hand had long since been dropped, and it scuttled away into the dark room Mikey had broken into before.

Karai lunged at him, shouting a war cry. Mikey's head snapped towards her. A series of chains shot at her, coming in so fast they would pierce her flesh straight through if they got a direct hit. But Karai never let that happen. Instantly, her hands burst into green flames, the shapes of swords that covered her fists and forearms down to the elbow. She slashed, shattering the first chain into pieces. She swung again, twirling for momentum and thrashing relentlessly, turning each chain into shards, destroying every link. Mikey's eye twitched, he growled at her. He thrust both hands towards her, she danced and dipped and dodged every advance. Mikey waved his hand and an army of chains came towards her as the ground underneath her broke into two pieces, causing her to lose her balance. One chain was too fast for her and it struck her in the arm, cutting her sleeve and slicing her tricep. Blood spurted, and she cried out in pain. The other chains made their advance, wrapping around her legs and stomach and neck, pulling tight and suspending her in midair as she began to choke. She clawed at the chains, straining to pull them away and let air back into her throat.

"Michelangelo... Mikey... this isn't you!"

Mikey closed his fist.

The chains drew tight, cutting off her airways completely so that she couldn't even speak. She gasped and coughed, fighting for her life as the burning mystic energy sizzled against her skin.

Mikey grinned maliciously. He couldn't see who he was choking the life out of. But honestly... he really didn't care at this juncture.

"APRIIIIIIILLLL O'NEIIIIIIILLLLLL!!!!"

Mikey didn't even have time to turn around and see the banshee screaming girl who teleported on top of him. With his mystic chains focused on Karai, he'd left himself all but defenseless. April wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him in a choke-hold and hoping to get him to pass out.

"Snap! Out! Of! It! Don't make me kick your mystic butt!"

Mikey screamed with fury and threw his elbows back. One hit her in the stomach, the other smashing her in the face, breaking her glasses and colliding into her nose with an audible CRACK!

April went flying. She hadn't taken into account the differences between her Mikey and this Mikey. Her Mikey was 70lbs soaking wet with almost no muscle mass and not at all the kind to pull a move like that, whereas this one was INCREDIBLY STRONG and TWO YEARS OLDER with MUCH MORE FIGHTING EXPERIENCE.

Karai had managed to get herself free during this time, and as soon as April was incapacitated, she lunged again. Mikey saw her coming, and reached out a hand. His chains wrapped around his gram-gram and bound her arms to her sides.

"Mikey! Stop this! It's not real, none of this is real!! You're stronger than this!"

Mikey's expression slowly fell. His eyes were lost, glazed over in gold and amber. His barred teeth, his snarl softened and calmed. He no longer looked angry. He looked... devoid of all feeling.

"I know I am," he responded, his eyes slowly turning from gold to that horrible shade of sickening electric blue. "Let me show you how much stronger THAN YOU I am."

Mikey's chains changed colour. The cracks in his hands - which had now reached his elbows - changed too. The deep glow and burning from the ground followed suit. The magic sparkles in the air. The whole world seemed to follow the cue, and everything went blue.

Karai was brought close to her "grandson", who gently raised his hand, opened his palm, and blew. Instead of the flakes that came from his disintegrating hands, there came the spores.

Karai, not realizing what this Mikey was now capable of until it was too late, didn't get a chance to hold her breath.

Mikey flung her into the wall, Karai's head smacking into the drywall. Stars floated overhead as her vision was filled with black spots. Once the ringing in her ears quieted, she slowly got back up.

She was not in the same place she had been before.

Karai knew these green skies, the tentacle plants that sprouted all around, the debris and the enormous glowing orb chained to the spot in front of her. But the lock was broken, her sword in her hand, and her father slowly creeping towards her.

Each footstep made a horrid clank, klink, clunking sound as a mechanical laugh echoed throughout the Twilight Realm.

"No... No... this isn't real. I know this isn't real. I shan't be afraid of a bad dream..."

"Is that what you think of me, my daughter?"

That voice... it wasn't the Shredder's. It was Oroku Saki. It was her beloved father. His voice was broken, choked up as he tried to escape from the steel that kept him prisoner.

"F...Father?"

"Please, my dear," he begged, forcing his hand through the chestplate, desperately attempting to free himself. "Please... do not give up on me! I know I've made mistakes, but I am still in here! It is not me that does these things, but the armor! I'm trapped! A prisoner!"

"F-Father... I'm coming, Father, I--" Karai froze. "No... no, it... it isn't real. You're not him."

"Why do you condemn me to eternal torment? Why do you leave me in this godforsaken place, why do you personally deliver my execution? I love you, I did all this for you! Please, do not leave me here to suffer... I'm so sorry for all the pain I caused you, I know I have done so much to hurt you... I... perhaps I do deserve to stay here. But not by your hand, you don't deserve to be stuck in this hellscape with me. Flee, now, while you can!"

"Stop," Karai begged, tears streaming down her face. "Stop using his voice. Stop showing his face. I did what I had to, he was going to--"

"I was going to kill your family," Oroku finished. "I remember that... I remember setting the villages ablaze. I remember tearing their houses down... and... I remember your face," he wept, reaching to her as he finally stepped out of the armor, "I remember the look you gave me when you saw what I had become. Worse than the Foot Clan, worse than the marauders that drove me to this, worse than the oni that I made the deal with... worse than all of it. I truly am a monster, the look you gave me let me see it all... it was nothing like how you used to look at me..."

"Stop it, please," she begged, falling to her knees, her strength slowly giving out. She wished she could fight this, as she had told April to fight before... why was it so hard now?

"I remember how you used to smile when I entered a room. How you laughed and giggled when I would pick you up and spin you around. How you only ever cried at night, when you were awoken from a nightmare, but I was always there to comfort you. Now... I'm the nightmare, aren't I? Have I... have I lost you, my dear one?" he asked, his eyes blurring over with saltwater as he finally reached her, kneeling down beside her and wiping away her own tears.

"Īe, otōsan, anata wa watashi o ushinatta wakede wa arimasen. No, father, you have not lost me." She looked up at him, reaching for him, for his embrace. "I still love you. I still miss you. I will never stop fighting for you..."

He smiled so brightly, opened his arms to hold her close again.

The armor reacted, its claws extending and reaching forwards to grab him, screaming and begging for his daughter to save him as he was pulled back into his demonic prison, forced back into the armor.

"NO!" Karai screamed, jumping up. She just got him back, she couldn't lose him again!!

Karai leapt forwards, summoning daggers of green fire and throwing them all at the metal monster.

"Release him!"

"You'll have to destroy me," the Shredder growled low. "That is what the fates have cast for us, daughter. Either you will die by my hands, or you must kill your father. I shall not give him up."

"Neither shall I!" she screamed, jumping into the air to fight the Shredder, her father weeping inside as he begged her to save him or else save herself.

The Shredder pounded his fists against the cracking ground, the portion he was on getting lifted into the air as the rest broke away, sonic waves like giant ripples throwing Karai off balance and pushing her back again. She couldn't get close to him... she couldn't save him...

She looked back up in desperation, hoping she could find some way to defeat him. The Shredder held his hands out, summoning chains of mystic blue and fire and... wait a minute...

This wasn't her father in the armor anymore.

It was Mikey.

The Dark Armor slowly faded into golden dust, revealing a new bearer of the mystic armor as she watched the alternate version of her great(x14) grandson become the thing she'd sworn to stop at all costs. His chest coated in metal, his head covered by the wicked headpiece, his hands wrapped in long gauntlets with claws, silhouetted by an amber cape that billowed and whipped in the whirlwind around them. The cracks had made their way up to his shoulders now, his hands completely engulfed in the glow as he continued to destroy himself. He was a dark mystic warrior... the next Shredder.

Whether by luck or the work of the spores to further ignite her fear and devastation, Karai happened to glance behind him. Into the room he'd broken into, where Leo was meant to be kept. And she saw him, the blue ninja, sitting slumped on the floor, eyes open but unfocused, glowing a vibrant blue. Against the blue glow, she saw dark vines and roots wrapped around him, circling his neck and chest and arms, keeping him in place. What was holding him? She couldn't tell from this distance, from the darkness of the room contrasted by the furious flames in this hall now. But the door was open, and the room was solid and hidden and it kept prisoner all who entered.

Karai knew what she had to do. And she hated that this was the only solution, the same one she'd come to many generations ago...

"April!!" she shouted loudly.

...

April slowly came to. Her head ached, there was a long bloody streak pouring from her nostrils. She gradually forced herself up, her arms shaking and straining. Her head felt like it weighed a hundred thousand pounds...

She vaguely registered someone calling her name. But there was so much wind and wildfire and crackling of lightning...

"APRIL!"

That got her attention. She snapped her neck so quickly that it audibly cracked, the muscles shooting pain up and down her nape. Karai was yelling at her, trying to explain something.

"April! Go find the others!"

"What?!"

"Go get the others! The other Raphael and Donatello, and go find our family! Get the others, it's up to you! I have to stop this!"

"But how? What are you going to do?!"

"There's no time!! GO! HURRY!!"

Karai ran back a few feet and knelt down, preparing to leap one more time. Underneath the soles of her feet, green ninpo activated - fire like from a jet engine exploded, causing her to take flight and shoot towards Michelangelo.

"KARAI!!!" April screamed, realizing too late what her plan was. "NO!!"

He didn't even have time to summon a chain.

She crashed into his chest, knocking the wind right out of him. Karai immediately wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight, even twisting the back of his sash around her wrist - so that they were tied together, no chance for escape.

Karai blasted off with the young adolescent, flying the two of them into the room with Leo. April watched as the chains followed their master, getting sucked in with him and the last Hamato martyr, all the devastation ceasing in the process. At the last second, April managed to catch sight of Leo, who "watched" it all with sad and sleepy eyes, held in place by a... what was that...?

April was closer to the door than Karai had been, she could see it much clearer than her.

And inside... she saw Leo, held down by the clutches of a terrifyingly large mushroom. It was three - no, FIVE times his size, with a giant glowing eyeball in the center that stared at her menacingly.

Karai and Mikey disappeared into the abyss, the door promptly slamming shut and locking behind them, claiming two more prisoners.

And April was left alone.

KKkkkrrrsssshhh-- "Clean up in hall 221B, Bakers district, please."

April stared at the devastation left behind by the other Mikey. She shakily got to her feet, blood and sweat and tears dripping from her face as she sluggishly came to the realization that it had been a trap right from the start. Finding the hand so easily, getting into the hive mind, her vision leading them to Leo and straight into this ambush.

And now... the hand and the mushrooms had Karai and the alt. Mikey. She... she didn't know what to do now.

She had to find the others, and fast.