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Few pics I took during my final dress rehearsal

I'm so excited for the show tomorrow!!!

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HUH??? @roses-and-dark-peach-suns hi?

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you know the deal boys

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writers block is a bitch so have a meme

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the whistle of the wendigo

you can blame this fic on my friend @sukiyukiluki 

fandom: 2012 tmnt

summary: they find a weird shiny whistle that looks kinda like a kazoo, mikey keeps it, gets made fun of a bit, accidentally summons a murderous, soul-sucking demon that turns its holders into lifeless husks in exchange for unfathomable power, hijinx ensue

note: the demon is not actually a wendigo

the turtles walked through the sewers, looking for the nearest ladder to the surface, they didn't want to miss this pretty clear night, since it was Monday there was no april or casey so it was only the four turtles, then they heard something clank to the floor nearby and when the four turtles went to see what made the sound all they found was a little whistle, a bronze/goldish color and smooth and hard.

"is that a kazoo?" raphael questioned, picking up the small instrument.

donnie then took the kazoo-like instrument, inspecting it. it was a golden color on the outside and a surprisingly clean white on the inside. the outer gold layer had a pattern carved in it resembling a deer skull on the underside. there was a length of twine tied through the hole in the instrument. mikey then took the whistle out of raphs hand, looking at the grooves carved into the instrument. "mikey don't! you don't know where its been" donnie scolded, trying to get the whistle from the orange turtle, fighting off raph who was also trying to get the instrument.

mikey, not caring, blew the whistle quickly, it let out a high pitched doot, before it was ripped out of his mouth "hey!" the smallest turtle cried out angrily. they were all too caught up in their argument to notice the marks on the whitsle glowing, all but leo. "uhh.... guys? the whistles glowing-" "can it leo!" raph yelled back, kicking donnie to the side, making him fall over and tripping mikey.

the tripped turtle crossed his arms and looked away "it sounds dumb anyways" he pouted. "well that's one thing you and this thing have in common" raph joked, crouching down in front of mikey and putting the length of string around his brothers neck leaving the whistle dangling on his plastron like a necklace, he left to go see if donnie was okay, he patted his head and went to their brother.

time skip back to the lair after they went scating because I'm a bad writer and don't know how to properly transition this

mikey stared down at the grooves and small details in the whistle, it was so strange, it was almost hypnotizing the way the crevises turned and swirled and spiralled kept him so.... so... intrigued?.... his mind felt slightly fogged but that was nothing new, he was the dumb younger brother, right?

he heard knocking at the frame of the door to his room, it was leo. "Mikey, we got food" and as if it was on cue, the smell of pepperoni pizza hit him like a hammer. he nodded, a strange hunger sweeping over him as he arrived in the main living room and spotted the pizza with two pieces taken out of it, by his brothers donatello and raphael. he sat in the empty spot between donnie and raph, sitting closer to donnie. taking a slice of pizza and all impulse control disappeared, devouring the pizza like a savage animal that has not eaten in days. everyone else stared at him. "woah dude- you're eating more 'violently' then usual" raphael commented, finishing a slice. mikey stopped for a moment after grabbing another slice of pizza. he stared at raph, a string of words echoing through his mind

"CUT HIM DOWN TO SHAPE. HE HAS IT COMING"

he shook the feeling, and ignored the intrusive thoughts dismissing them as mere impulsive thinking while upset about the comment.

a few minutes later, after the box of pizza was finished they went to their own activities, donnie to his lab, Mikey and raphael to their rooms while leo went out to supposedly patrol the city

mikey went emediately to sleep, suffering from a nightmare of watching his brothers and friends die brutally. not the most pleasant thing

donnie was tinkering with some kind of tech he was working on and raph was either talking to mona or using his headphones to blast Ariana grande, as he does.

the next day, they were fighting a group of krang robots and they were outnumbered gravely...

"dont me scared mikey, use the whistle" "FREE ME"

he looked down at the whistle tied around his neck, he didn't know why but he just felt he should wear it out. he was knocked to the ground, looking around he saw Raphael trying to fight off three krang robots and Donnie trying to get up as five were ganging up on him while Leo was struggling to stay standing as he was being shot at. with not many other options the orange wearing turtle shakily took the whistle to his mouth, and blew it as hard as he could, an ear-piercing sound filled the room, it sounded like a scream, but.... something was off about it.

it successfully distracted the krang bots and less luckily, had all of their attention on himself, arguably the weakest turtle in most terms... he swallowed hard... he felt like throwing up, something came up from his throat and out of his mouth coming from seemingly nowhere. large amounts of this strange thick black ooze started being coughed up as Michelangelo was gagging, hacking and throwing up more and more of the strange liquid, all eyes were on him as the puddle started taking shape into a large, long and thin monster with a deer skull. it looked vaguely humanoid, with mostly human anatomy suck as long arms and legs and a very human looking torso, though heavily malnourished looking, it had a long, thick weft of hair, it was almost entirely the same color except the skull and its two pitch black eyes with a small green dot in them that would most likely be its pupil, as if time had stopped for this strange, otherworldly towering demon to form.

his brothers stared in a mix of shock and fear

mikey fell to the floor as the monster finished forming, its long antlers and skinny body creating a looming shadow over the hoard of the robotic bodies of the krang that it was beginning to tear apart, each shot it took it only regenerated what it had lost, this time the krang robots weren't only temporarily halted, there was an ooze spread throughout the room that is what would be their 'blood'. the heroes were still scattered around the room, but frozen in place, the words "help my brothers" was the only command given and the creature did not disapoint as there was pretty much nothing left of the krang or their robots aside from mangles scraps and a thick and chunky goo that the creature would occasionally consume as to recreate mass. the three still standing turtle brothers weren't moving as not to accidentally upset this giant monster that practically deleted the enemies that were giving them so much trouble not too long ago, they had some grazes on their bodies from an extremely close call of not getting slashed by this creature.

after it finished obliterating the robots it turned to look at the nearest brother....

Raphael.

it stared at him with its piercing glowing green eyes as if considering whether or not to do the same to him as it did to the krang. it retreated back to Mikey who was still on the floor, now unconscious and it started returning to its original state of being just goo. It looked absolutely disgusting to creeping into any crevasse on his shell and/or plastron or just going back in his nose or mouth. it looked disgusting. leo picked up mikey's limp body, slinging him over his shoulder and running back to the lair to make sure mikey wasn't overly hurt and to patch up their own injuries.

that next day they woke up, looking down at their hands, smiling slightly. it was a strange feeling, throat sore from the fight yesterday, they clenched the hand they were holding out. they grabbed the long strip of orange fabric, finding the holes and figuring out how to tie it. when they found the correct way to put it on they got up, stretching the body, immediately regretting it as the soreness hit them, falling onto the thing they were resting on, his bed. they got up again, trying the whole deal again, stretching(not as far as before) and left the room, moving the curtain out of their way, the room was dark and saw a dim light from the kitchen, standing by the doorframe, still very much in the dark, starting at raph who was grabbing a late night snack.

"whos there" raphael looked up, putting his shell-phone face down on the counter, staring at the orange mask wearing turtle who was staring back, bright green eyes staring back emptily, face barely visible from the light of the kitchen. they disapeared back into the dark and raph shivered from the weird encounter, something felt off but he couldn't pin down what the feeling was from so he just brushed it off for now...

a few hours later, at a lighter, more appropriate time to be awake, they were spending some time in the living room, raph on his shell-phone still, Donnie messing with a small trinket, Leo watching some anime, sitting in front of the tv and Mikey was sitting between Donnie and raph like yesterday watching the anime as well before Donnie looked up from his trinket and faced his less mature brother who was staring kind of blankly at the television. "do you remember what happened after you blew the whistle yesterday, Mikey?" he spoke, catching the attention of his brother who jerked up a bit, bored face almost immediately snapping to his usual exited expression "nope! passed out! you know this, it's indubitable I couldn't know what happened after unless informed by a second party!" the way he spoke was off, and what was that word 'indubitable' Donnie knew, nobody else did. now everybody's attention was on both Donnie and Mikey, raph looked up, raising a non-existent eyebrow and Leo looked at Mikey baffled "...how do you know that word Mikey" Donnie said, putting the thing he was messing with down behind him. "oh you know, places" sounding more like an excuse, that strange tone of voice returning, but it would be accepted for now by most of them, raph going back to looking through pictures of him and his brothers, stumbling upon a picture of them and splinter, they all looked so much happier, he stopped to look at it longer. "what does that word even mean?" Leo, still turned around to look at Mikey, they blinked their bright green eyes and it clicked for raph "it means undeniable, its pretty fun to say" they smiled, something off about it.

his blood ran cold, he finally figured out why he felt so off about Mikey last night, he looked down at the picture and back at his brother

why didn't he notice earlier

it was so painfully obvious and yet he missed it, HOW COULD HE HAVE MISSED IT?!

everything made sense now, the strange tone of voice, the odd feeling from that morning, it all clicked as if some blindfold was pulled from his eyes.

he got up and grabbed Mikey, "who the shell are you?!" he yelled, anger getting to him, how could this have slipped past his radar, he was up since 1am, and nobody could have slipped past him since then, so what is this monster. "Raph! what are you doing?!" his brothers called out, but he wasn't hearing it. "who are you and what did you do to my brother?!" looking at the other green eyed turtle, it looked, felt and sounded like his brothers but they don't have any special abilities like most other mutants, especially not this specific power, Leo then tried pulling them apart, which raph just kicked him away. the person pretending to be their orange mask wearing brother stared back at him blankly, coldly, it felt familiar, green eyes staring at green. "raph what has gotten into you to be trying to hurt Mikey?! this is too far!" Leo called out as Donnie left to grab his bo staff. "this isn't Mikey, this guy's eyes are green" then Leo stopped to think and it clicked for him too, he clutched his sword, looking at the imposter

it clicked for everyone

"Mikey's eyes aren't green" the red turtle said, shakily holding the false turtle up off the ground. a few moments of silence followed before they started cackling madly "you got me! you're smarter than you look, huh?"

that's it for this fanfic, probably will write another part for it