TMNTFic:TLML:9:ToLoseMyLife:7Raph stood on the balls of his feet, taking a deep breath. As much as it killed him to do so he had spent most of yesterday and some of the morning praying. Now he wanted to see what he could do- and how he could do it. He gently flicked on the metronome in front of him, watching it move.Meditation was never his thing, but he closed his eyes, still standing. He reached into his mind, trying to get a flowing feeling going through his body. He cracked his neck, adjusting himself. He searched his body for something new. And then he found it- a little bubble. A bubble of energy.He burst it.As it burst there was a rushing sensation flowing t