“Fight him? Enji, come on. There’s no fighting him, not now.” He was... tired. He had been tracking his twin all night, wondering and debating whether to go ahead with it at all. Attacking the others was easy. He didn’t have any second thoughts about that. But Enjiiro was... different. This was his twin, his closest brother, his other half. Surely that meant something more?
Raph growled to himself and shook the thoughts away, his hand clenching tighter around his sai. Maybe it meant something more, maybe not. But it didn’t matter. What’s done is done, and he had more things to do before the night was out. Either Enji was going to crawl home bloodied and broken, or he was gonna have to make sure that Raph didn’t get up again to hurt him. I don’t want to hurt him.
“You’re still important to me, you know.” Suddenly his voice softened, the weird look in his eyes fading into something like distant pain. Raph let his arm lower as he looked away, glancing down to his hand. What the hell was he doing? Was he gonna kill his twin? Could he? It didn’t... It was... Wrong. “You always were. But I have to... I gotta do this. I gotta make it stop hurting... You understand, right? I love you, Enji, but I can’t...” I can’t do this. I can’t hurt him, he’s my twin, he’s-- The only thing holding you back. Once he’s gone it will be easier. It will stop hurting so much. You’ll be free.
Freedom was a wonderful concept. Raph stiffened again and sighed, lifting his eyes back up to his twin’s, his jaw set. He could do this. For himself, he had to. “I’m sorry, ani.”
With that, he lunged in, a snarl ripping from his chest as his sai aimed for Enjiiro’s eye. Maybe he had to do this. But he could at least grant his twin a quick death. He owed him that.
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