A/N: Songfic with Linkin Parks 'Leave out all the rest'.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Turtles. I don't own Linkin Parks 'Leave out all the rest'. I just shamelessly use them for my own selfish purposes.


I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared
But no one would listen, 'cause no one else cared

I stood on the edge of the cliff, struggling to remain balanced as the earth below me crumbles. As I fall downwards into the dark abyss, I see my brothers running towards me, yelling. With a shout, I reach up to them, digging my fingers into the rocks. Their faces, ashen with fear, peer over the edge and their hands reach down to clasp mine. Grunting with effort, they pulled. In terror, I watch as my sweaty hands slide between theirs.

I fall, further and further, and then…

After my dreaming, I woke with this fear
What am I leaving when I'm done here?

I bolted upright, my sheets soaked and twisted around me. I glanced over the edge of the bed, making sure that my floor is there to catch me if I fall. With a sigh, I lay back down on my mattress, staring at the ceiling above me.

So if you're asking me, I want you to know

He thought about his day, of his brothers telling him to go away, or to leave them alone. If he vanished, would they really look for him? Would they really miss him?

When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed
Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

Okay, maybe he wasn't perfect. He liked to smile, to laugh, to play, and his brothers didn't always. But if he disappeared, would anybody else smile or laugh in his stead? Or would they remain quiet, remembering their brother in his absence? If they missed him, would they recall his antics and smile?

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating, I've shed, but I'm me
I'm strong on the surface, not all the way through
I've never been perfect, but neither have you

Did they realize how much he smiled for them? That every prank, every joke, was an attempt to keep them out of despair, from remembering the blood that had been spilled in the past? Did they realize that his grin was a mask to cover his hurt?

So if you're asking me, I want you to know

When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed
Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

He knew his brothers. He knew that one of them curled up and read 'The Art of War' when he was brooding. Another turned on the television and watched boxing, forgetting his own mental pain in the physical pain of others. Another slipped a tiny spoon of Irish Crème into his coffee cup. His preferred method was a can of paint over a doorway.

When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed
Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well
Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

He couldn't just ignore the part of him that liked to have fun, just because he was feeling bad.

I can't be who you are


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