Of Men and Mutants (Rottmnt Donnie x reader🍋)

Pt 25

"What the?... Why are you here? I thought you'd managed to completely escape?" Donatello asked, his voice sounding of surprise and confusion in the beginning, soon descending into subtle agitation.

"I... I was given a choice to either technically work for that purple-hued, mommy kink-having wench or... Or to let my family pay for my denial of compliance... I just came to see her first task for me after dueling with Baron for a while and-"

"-Whoa wait. You were dueling who?" He interrupted, stepping in front of you and grabbing your hands. He wasn't doing it in a manner of comfort or anything, rather in a physical showing of his shock and disbelief.

"Baron... Baron Dra-"

"-There you are, I've been-" Baron's voice came in, interrupting you for the second time. "-Oh. Well, uh. Human, uh... What was your name?" You roll your eyes, remembering the fake name you'd given Big Mama.

"You seriously need a reminder of my name, Barry? It's literally three letters Y-I-N, Yin." You lied as the purple clad turtle stared at his creator before turning his attention back to you. You caught the glare from the large man, finally realizing that you technically dragged Donatello away from a crowd, in turn, seeming to be giving him as a gift to Baron in private.

"My specimen, join me. Join my rein on the human world and make me a proud father. You're smart, much more so than your brothers." Baron tried to convince the now anxious boy.

"I may look down on them due to their obvious inferiority, but I would never betray them. Also, not to draw attention in another direction, but... Yin, I thought you were worth standing up against my family for..." As his words rang out, your heart felt to fall into your stomach. You heard Baron groan, sending vines after his creation in an attempt in capturing him.

"It seems you want to take the more difficult route." Baron commented as Donatello pulled his compressed Tech-Bō out of his hoodie pocket.

"Donatello... stood up against his family for me? Why would he do that? Aren't we rivals?..." You begin to overthink, stepping back and away from the horrifyingly large man. As you backtrack towards Donatello, Draxum succeeds in landing one hit to the Softshell's side. You notice how the purple-masked boy hadn't been wearing his Battle-Shell, most likely because the hoodie's fabric would get caught in the motors.

"You almost won our first fight. I was almost proud to see it. You could've defeated me if your brothers hadn't gotten in your way. You could be so much more powerful without them." Baron continues his attempts in convincing Donnie to join him. You soon find yourself with no choice but to help your rival. He had started the fight with little struggle, but now he had been struck twice by Draxum's vines.

"Looks like you're just complimenting me now. But luckily for my brothers, I'm not that easily distracted by flattery." Donatello tried to sound cocky, about to be struck across the face. You gripped your daggers, feeling your body moving on its own. Your foot strikes the ground in front of Baron's newly formed vines, using the daggers to chop them down quickly.

"What are you doing, you pathetic fool?" Baron questioned in disgust as you looked up at him. He continued his attack, now seeming even more determined and agitated. You saw Donatello try to knock Baron out, failing and being kicked aside. The feeling of pressure on your stomach came quick and hard, a punch to the gut. Baron had soon snatched one of your daggers, trying to grab the other as you doubled over.

"This isn't what I trained you for. This is weak." The deep voice came clear as day, but you weren't going to give up like he thought. You tried using the electric shock from the gloves again, but to no avail as he yanked the daggers away. He glares, grabbing your shoulders and throwing you rather hard into a nearby building wall. You looked around, trying to find something to fight with.

"Come on, genius! You got this! Think!" You tried to deceive yourself, seeing an old ladder nearby. As fast as you could, you ran away from your attacker, pretending to bail. Draxum had stepped forward to follow you as Donnie coughed, grabbing his previously dropped Tech-Bō. The creator of your rival took one more step forward, now being close enough for you to grab the ladder.

"Now." You think to yourself, grabbing the ladder and swinging it against Baron's side. He staggers backwards, trying to push forward another attack as you hit him with the ladder again. After another two smacks from the ladder, you got in close enough proximity to grab your daggers from him.

"Back off, Draxum." You huffed, holding up the subtly glowing daggers. The feeling of blood dripping down from your nose to your lips was an obvious sign that you had already sustained damage from the fight, yet Baron seemed to be appeased with your work.

"Why would you defend him, Yin?" Baron asked, seeming annoyed and proud. This was an odd tone of voice for someone like him, but you didn't respond, simply standing between Baron and his son again.

"Why would you attack someone who didn't even have his armor on? He needs his Battle-Shell, just as I need my daggers, the blue one needs his Ōdachi, and you need your vines. It's not a fair fight." You said, holding some truth in your words. As the purple-clad boy puts his head down, softly panting, you watch as Baron's eyes seemed to gleam. It was that same shine as the first time you'd met.

*Baron's POV, brought to you by ✨the perfect human fighter✨*

As the human began shining with a golden aura, I felt something. Something unnatural. Something I'd felt before. When she took that ladder in hand and attempted to pummel me, I felt it. When she electrocuted me during our sparring session earlier, I felt it. When she first laid her sharp, determined eyes on me, I felt it...

"Just like him." I mumbled under my breath, eyes wide with realization. She stood tall and strong, almost seeming like a mighty mountain. I'd been making her into the perfect fighter. Perfect for the Battle Nexus. Perfect for experimenting. Just like him... The first one...

"Who? Who could possibly compare to yours truly?" She asked with confidence, her breaths coming in soft, short gasps. As she steadied her breathing, I noticed her eyes, holding a golden, flickering glow. Her hands were tight around the daggers, almost seeming ready to kill me if given the chance.

"The first one I cared to see win in the Battle Nexus... The one who's DNA I used to create the perfect specimens... Lou Jutsu." I answered in my version on an enthusiastic voice. She seemed confused at first, but soon seemed to realize who Lou Jutsu was. My eyes wandered her frame as I backed away, giving myself a grand exit as I spoke once more.

"I'll be seeing you soon, my son."

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