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Donnie was crying on the ground, his anxiety skyrocketing. Heart pounding. Alone. Always alone. Nobody could ever understand. NOBODY. He was shaking violently when Leo out his hand on his arm. Out of impulse he flinched away. He was so tired and his body ached.

Leo: "Donnie, c'mon bud, what's wrong?"

He found himself lost in his mind, trapped with these endless judgemental voices. They echoed in his brain constantly always telling him he wasn't good enough and he wasn't strong. They laughed and mocked him. They didn't understand, they didn't . Nobody.

Donnie: "GO AWAY!" That wasn't directed at Leo and his brother could see that. 

 Leo: "Donnie, shh shh . It's okay, you are safe here." He whispered into his dad. It was comforting but it didn't help the pain, the sleepiness. He tried to speak but his throat rejected him. 

 Leo: "Do you want to go to bed Dee?" He nodded almost immediately. 

 Leo: "Then why didn't you go days ago?"

 Donnie: "pain-" he managed to blurt out. 


Leo patted his arm twice and studied his body. There were no obvious wounds, unless... 

He meant down and nodded to Dee, tapping the button to remove the spare battleshell. It hissed and fell off. Raph and Mikey covered their mouths with their hands. Leo nervously stood up. He was met with poorly done stitches and a lot of blood. Too much blood.

Leo: "Hey Dee, I'm gonna take you to the medbay, mkay." 

There was so much blood. It stained his hands and dripped onto the floor, how was he going to get him there? Donnie was still shaking but Leo held his hand, Donnie's grip tightened. The amount of pain he must be in... 

Leo: "Raph can you lift him up, be sure to not touch his shell." He just nodded sadly and picked up his brother. They walked down the hall until they arrived at the medbay. Donnie was set down on a bed. Definitely out of it from the drugs and the pain. Oh god. How was he going to do this. Shell repair was tough but this looked like something out of a horror film or something.

He composed himself for a minute and got to work, he gave Donnie some pain killers and cleaned the blood off. Then he stitched the large cuts shut. after that Donnie was completely asleep, passed out on the bed.


Donnie: "Hello, anyone there?!" he shouted into the void. But nobody came. He shouted again. 

But nobody came. 

They didn't care enough. Suddenly something roared in the distance, it's ear-piercing shriek surrounding the void in a state of terror. His heart beat out of his chest. It was the Krang, coming back just to plague him. Obviously this was a nightmare so he couldn't die here but... It was terrifying so he did the only thing he could do. Run.

The void was made of puddles of light in the eternal night so when he ran the puddles of light burned his eyes every time he looked down. The puddles splashed with every step he took. Breath was shaky. Eyes were watering. 

Krang: "I will destroy everything you love, starting with HIM!" Leo. Leo. He appeared out of thin air. The void created him. But the Krang destroyed him. 

 Donnie: "NO! PLEASE! no." He reached out and watched his brother fall to the ground. The void the destroyed him. The void was everything. The void was nothing now.  It felt nothing and was nothing. 

Krang: "This could have all been avoided if you were better Donatello." 

 Donnie: "I, I. I NEVER MEANT FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!"

 Krang: "You should run now. That's what you always do. Isn't that right?"

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