I rushed over to the two of them, while Donatello tackled the attacker, who was the chief's last accomplice, and started to mercilessly beat him to a pulp.
It got to the point where George had to intervene before Donatello ended killing him. He came over to check Nathaniel's wound, but to our relief, it was shallow and not life-threatening. Emmanuel asked me about Nathaniel's condition and that's when I figured out why his wound was so shallow.
Emmanuel had blocked the attacker from gravely hurting Nathaniel by taking the hit himself. I stared at the knife stuck in Emmanuel's abdomen and watched the blood spread on his clothing. Everything then began to morph around me and I found myself back in that ballroom, instead of Emmanuel, I stared at my parents lying on the ground. I felt the tears rolling down my face and once again felt helpless. As I cried, I heard a familiar voice.
The voice belonged to the woman from my dreams. She told me to put my hands on Emmanuel's wound and I followed her instructions. She asked me if I wanted to help him, and told me that I had to "accept pain and believe in hope." I closed my eyes and looked at my parents until the pain subsided. They then began to crumble away to show the most heartwarming memories I had with them.
When I opened my eyes, I was told that a rather large beam of light went high into the sky, right where I had placed my hands, and Emmanuel's wound was gone. I didn't know it then, but that beam of light grabbed the attention of a lot of people, good and evil.