“We were always… so different.” Mike says in a mournful way as he begins to commit seppuku. “So much alike… I miss my brothers… so much…” Mike says as he picks up Splinter’s journal “And… I miss my father… more than anything else. I wanted to make him proud.” As Michelangelo puts down Splinter’s journal, he picks up Leonardo’s broken kitana and thinks, “In the end, too little, too late. Story of my life.” Michelangelo then begins to point the blade towards his chest. “I’m sorry, father. I failed