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midnightduel · 8 months

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darkness and light

Leo had never liked the myth of Icarus.

He had never liked the story of the boy who had tried to fly too close to the sun; who had felt the wax melt off his back and perished deep within the dark waters, where nobody ever saw him again. It had always made something crawl under his skin – it always made him feel like something was stuck up his throat.

He supposed he knew why, now, he never liked the myth.

Leo falls in darkness, with his own wax melting off his back and floating into darkness, leaving behind long red gashes up his arms and his shoulders – and an emotional wound so deep he could barely feel himself breathe. He can barely hear himself think through all of it; all he hears is the screaming through the darkness, the colors dancing behind his eyes if he closes them for too long. Some of this screaming is familiar… and the other? Chilling to the bone.

He hopes the water comes soon. That would be nice – there would at least be comfort in knowing something cool and soothing would at least come quickly. There would be comfort in knowing he wouldn’t suffer too long, after trying to hold the sun in the palm of his hands.

But until then – the terror pounds in his veins, and it tears him apart. His heart screams at him to wish to fall slower so someone might catch him; his brain tells him they are the canon ball when weighed against the feather – no matter how much they might wish to fall slower, gravity was doing its job too well to know any other possibility.

…

He should have listened. He should have listened.

Raph – Raph I’m sorry, Raph. I’m sorry. I should have done better, I should have been better. Would the ending been different had I listened? I didn’t want to fight you. I didn’t want to make you turn into a monster. I never asked you to sacrifice yourself for me.

I never wanted to hurt any of you.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Can you hear me now?

…

The darkness does not bear his brother’s voice. It does nothing but gape, and he hears the static in his ears and the large puncture hole in his chest grow wider. There is no one there to hold his hand, there is no one there to say I hear you.

He misses them. He missed his brothers already. The water was getting closer by the second, he could feel it, and he missed his brothers. He didn’t want to die alone. He didn’t want to be gone and forgotten like a bad memory. He wanted them to know that he had tried to reach the sun for them, he wanted them to know that he never meant to leave them behind to burn – he wanted them to know. Know and know like he never let them in before.

Would Donnie be okay? Would he fall in his lab and disappear? Would he mourn the twin he had and live in between planes, with one soul lost to a dimension meant to be a cold Prison?

Would Mikey try to fix everything? Would he be consumed by his own fire, would he try to fill a hole in his shape that he never was meant to fit into anyway?

Would April know how to lean on others? Would his father know how to walk by himself?

Leo feels it when he crashes against the waves of the water – and he feels it when a claw against his chest holds him down and whispers nobody will ever find him again. That nobody cared enough to open up this Prison again. He and the warlord holding him down and making him sink deeper into the cold arms of the waiting death were the only ones left here forever and ever until Time disintegrated and the timelines collapsed upon themselves.

And Leo believes it. He believes this truth – this sentence he gave to himself the moment his wings started to melt.

Maybe he didn’t mean much of anything, anymore – maybe he was just a boy sinking deep into the waters – but at least he knows his story will be a grain of sand onto a beach, long buried by the others that will take their place alongside his.

Let him be Icarus.

#rottmnt #my writing #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise tmnt #tmnt #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt leo #whumptober #wrote this for 'whumptober'#(aka: L sent a list and I saw the prompt for number 2 and I took that and ran away with it)

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