It was a dark and cold night in the city. Michelangelo, Donatello, Leonardo and Raphael had went to infiltrate the Kraang labratory, deciding to split up into pairs once they were inside to search for the ever-so-top-secret information about the Kraang technology.

"Mikey, could you do me a favor and just not touch anything," Donn warned before they slipped into the lab.

"Relax, Donnie bro, nothin's gonna break so long's the Mikester's here!" Mikey said.

Donny rolled his eyes. "Oh please. With a room full of scientific alien chemical stuff, that's the opposite of what you're thinking.."

Mikey "pshhh"ed it off , going to lean onto a metal desk, but it slid out of the way before he could even really lean on it. Donn face palmed and went back to searching the Kraang computers, hacking the files.

Meanwhile, Mikey found a pink substance in a jar that looked like jelly, or the tasty treat known as- "Jeelloooh..." Mikey whispered as he stared at the jiggly substance. "Psss, Donnie, look bro, I found jello!!" He whisper-yelled to his older brother. Donn waved Mikey off and continued working. Then he relized, The Kraang don't make JELLO!!

He swirled around to find Mikey and a half eaten jar of something that wasn't Mutagen, his eyes in a baby blue haze. Donn went over to smell it and sample some with a spoon, looking at it's continents through a clean microscope.

"M-Mikey... what have you done?..." he said as he stared at his younger brother. "What you ate I have no idea, but it has the same few ingredients for itching powder and poison..!"

Mikey started to groan. "Itchy..." Mikey said in a hypnotized voice as he sat criss-cross and started to scratch his neck. He scratched and prodded and rubbed his neck as it started to get red.

"Mikey, Mikey stop!" Donn yelled as he went to hold his younger brother's hands off, but Mikey was resistant. Donn tried harder to keep Michelangelo's hands off of his own neck, but Mikey was just suddenly stronger at this point. The lime green skin started to turn red, and become redder and redder. Finally, to all the horror of a brother and fan, he was bleeding a bit; but he just scratched harder, supposedly trying to find the "itchy spot".

"M-Mikey, stop it and snap out of it! Take control," Donn said as he grabbed his brother's hands. "I'm sorry bro, it just that... soo ITCHYYY!!!!!" Mikey said in the same dullish voice as he karate kicked his brother straight into the plastron to a corner with greater force than Raph's.

Donn was wheezing as he tried to get to his brother to stop him. He just kept scratching, harder and harder, faster and faster, trying to get the "itchy spot". All you could see was a neck and plastron full of blood, fingers just seeming to scratch for him with a dazed little Mikey.

"MIKEY, PLEASE STOP!!! YOUR GONNA-" All of a sudden, Mikey's neck splattered blood everywhere like a soda bottle on over load, plus a fountain. Then, he stopped and let out a gurgled scream that sent the rest of the team coming their way.

"What's going o- oh my God..." Leo said as he saw Mikey.

"What the shel-" Raph stopped at the lab entry, then turned around to hurl in the hallway.

"I.. I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so, sorry Mikey. I-I should've kept an eye on you, a-and now... and now..." Donn said as he broke into silent tears in the same spot he got kicked to.

Raph finished his barfing dilemma and started punching the wall, face red as his mask (I know, a very common thing to say but.. you know. Ptt.) saying how stupid Mikey was to do whatever he did to get himself like... that, with more tears in his eyes than anyone, but he constantly stopped to wipe his eyes so no one else can see.

Where there's a dead person moment, there's always a cool-off. Luckly, the Kraaaaaaang was there to show up and be like:

"The ones known as The Turtles has infiltrated the Kraang laboratory and wishes to steal from Kraang, Kraang. We shall dispose of them."

"Affirmative, Kraang."

But everyone knows that in the inside, their like:

"Yo, someone's in oua crib, yo! We gotta kill these niggas!!"

"Yo man, I'm ready to test my pistol, man. Let's kill some nigga freaks!!"

(._. *Katniss' whistle tune sounds off in the distance as I rock back and forth, continue to type this in a corner.)

So they start fighting and, with rage mode, the TMNT team (except Mikey ;.;) had disembowled and blew over 250 Kraang bots. But sadly, when they made their way back to the lab, they saw that Mikey had scratched till his heart's content and is now...

Dead. By further examination, he choked on his own blood.

They went home, without Mikey, and told their Sens- their father what had happened to Michelangelo. They had grieved for many months, over a year and a half, the turtles and their father has been depressed, but trained harder than ever and have improved highly since the past few months in depression.

They continue their lives now, becoming faster, smarter, wiser, stronger, and is preparing for upcoming battles with the Kraang, the Foot, and other fellow but unfriendly mutants, gaining little companions of the few good mutants that they encounter.

Tragic Sin:
Gluttony

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I sense the angry Mikey fangirls... So one, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME and two, tell me how you loved or how you hated this chapter. Whether it needs to be more descriptive of the blood work or training. Until then I will see you, in the next chapter. Bu-bye!!