Darkness Beneath
@restrainedcontrol
“Pst. Raph... hey Raph” The youngest turtle shook his brother’s shoulder in the dead of night. There was a deep concern in his voice, Chompy on his shoulder and Icecream kitty tucked in a cooler beneath his arm.
After a few moments Michelangelo lower the tiny alien turtle to Raphael’s chest, hoping that his brother’s beloved pet could help in the urgent wakeup process. Normally Michelangelo would be able to make due with a loud saxophone blast, an airhorn, or a bucket of ice water, but given the delicate nature of the situation he couldn’t risk the noise that would result from the inevitable fallout.
Someone was in the lair. Normally Leo was the go-to for emergencies in Splinter’s... absence... but the eldest turtle was nowhere to be seen. Donnie’s room, too, was empty, and at this point Mikey was too paranoid to move toward the lab without backup to check for him.
“Raaaaph common” he whined under his breath, suddenly falling silent when the heavy shuffling footsteps passed through the living space. He remained motionless, afraid to so much as breath before the figure could be heard wander off once more... this time in the direction of the dojo.
“... Raph”
