My Purple Heart

Chapter 11

Donnie's POV
I watched as Y/N walked to the living room, droplets being left behind her every step. I got back to my seat, returning to my project, with the blueprint on my desk before me.
"Alright, now let's see." I look over the print, and back to my computer, looking over the digital 3D model, scanning over all the screws and joints for my invention. Taking the print in hand, I go over to the buggy with a solder in hand, I get back to finishing the buggy. But that was quickly interrupted.
"Donnie, we need you over here. April got some info on the foot. And Shredder." Leo quickly leaves the lab, so I follow suit. I meet the rest of my brothers with April in the kitchen.

"What's going on?"
"Shhh!" Raph snapped, his expression angry as usual. I rolled my eyes, responding to his retort.
"Shredder is having us transport a chemical. He says it's extremely rare, one of a kind. He says that the turtles are somewhere in the sewers." And then the next second the audio cuts off, as we all look over each other with concern and defeat.
"Our home is not safe anymore." Sensei adds, his voice broken and sad.
"The Shredder must be stopped."

"How can we stop a plan, we don't even know?" I watched as Leo was facing Splinter, lost and desperate. Behind him, Mickey raises his hand with a balloon in it. I gently shake my head, warning him to not do it. Despite my word of caution, he smiles widely ready to toss the balloon. But before he flings his arm, Leo throws a tanto blade in Mickey's direction, tearing the balloon that was in his hand, flying past his face. Damn he's good
Mickey, upset that he lost his opportunity, pouting.
"We have to go topside and find out what they are planning."
"Raph's right. There's no other way. Everyone, get ready, we are leaving in five." So, we all disperse to collect our own weapons, and other necessary equipment, one of which, smoke bombs. We come back to the exit, and make our way to the sewers, to make our way to the surface.
"Everyone, to the roofs tops." As directed we follow Leo to the roof tops, getting closer to Shredders lair with every building that we passed. And eventually, we were right across the street from the front entrance to the devils door.

"This is the place." I step in a bit closer, to get a better look, of the building before us. It looked like an unfinished castle, or as if everything was taken away except for the piece we were looking at. Stained glass decorating the windows, making look almost appealing if it wasn't the shelter to the devil himself. I lean closer, trying to get a better glimpse.
"Donnie, you're crowding me."
"Sorry."
Stepping back, I accidentally knock over a top piece to a metal trash bin, causing Mickey to jump from his shell, only to bump into Raph who was close to Mickey.

"Sorry. All that Splinter talk how we're not ready, has me thinking, what if we're in over our heads." Despite Mickey expressing his fear, Raph balled his hand into a fist, brining it down forcefully along Mickey's head.
"You're always in over your head."
"I'm saying now, WE ALL ARE! And that scares me!"
"It's okay to be scared Mickey. Raph is scared too."
"I am not scared!" Raph retorted. I watched as Leo sneaked a hand behind Raph's back, and carefully tapped him on his head, causing Raph to freak.
"AH! Uh, *cough*."

"Not scared you say?" Leo laughs, which only made me chuckle. Though Raph didn't seem to enjoy it one bit.
"Why you-" Before Raph could lunge towards Leo, there was a sudden growl coming from just around the corner. Terrified for our well being, and our very own shells, we froze as we watched Dog Pound come into our view.
"You shouldn't be here."
We all took out our weapons readying for battle, no matter how much our legs were screaming for us to run.
"Look who I found, four soon to be ex turtles." With every step he took, he seemed to only grow taller. His former fists were now turned into claws, his left claw disproportional to his right, ten times bigger. Spikes sticking on his shoulder like studs on a metal leather jacket, his head turned out to be much larger than his body, making him look more stiff. As he continues to come closer, with every step that he makes towards us, making himself larger with every step, every growing second, placing great fear into our very souls.

"Im sure glad it's okay to be scared." I hear Mickey mutter, fear and terror were clear in his voice.
"You and me both."
I respond quietly, as we share a gaze between each other, horrified by the underlying current situation and those that will follow suite
"This is no time to panic!" Leo, as the leader and our only hope to keep the team encouraged and alive, he tries to reassure us all and to motivate us all into battle. But even he falls under the pressure of Bradfords looming figure, as he says,
"Okay, maybe a little." With our weapons in hand, and our legs shaking in place we get ready for battle. My mind was blank. How are we expected to fight against this? He's too big, too dangerous. We can't defeat him.
"He keeps getting taller." Mickey's voice quivers, his tone more heightened from the fear taking over his vocal cords, as if his expression wasnt clear enough.

"Then I'll cut him down a size!" Without wasting another second, Leo quickly joins into battle trying to land an attack on the god sized dog before us. But we were all frozen. None of us could hardly move. My muscles were frozen, just as anyones. Despite Leo's attempts, he couldn't seem to place a single hit on his body, as he defends it heavily. And although Leo is talking, I couldn't hear a single word, everything was muffled. I watched as Bradford raised his fist, high and mighty preparing to crush us.
Move. Move, move, move!
Just before he could crush us under like bugs, he scatter just in time avoiding his attack. One after another, we try to make a move, trying to strike but with no  success. He was impenetrable. He wouldn't budge. He was swatting at us like flies, deflecting our attacks like we were nothing to him.
"This is hopeless!"
The words slip my mouth like a snake that has just been covered in oil. Fear and terror were clear in my voice, with a clear hint of defeat.

"Keep your head in the game!" Leo responds, determined to keep this fight in our advantage. Though right now, that seemed to be a hopeless dream.
"I just want to keep my head on my body!" I retort, quite shamelessly and almost agressive. We were caught in a corner, backed up in an alley with Bradford ready to devour us like a predator and we're his prey.
"Come on, what are we retreating for?" Despite Raph's confident words, and his attack on the large man-dog before us, Bradford deflects him and tosses him like common trash-quite literally.
"Thats a good reason." Knowing Raph, and how he's sensitive to his ego, this might come back to bite at him later.
"Mickey! Smoke!" Mickey fondles for the smoke bombs, but just as he was ready to smash it against the ground, he loses his grip around it as it slips from his fingers.

"What was that?!"
Raph presses, his voice agressive as always.
"Im stressed!"
Mickey cries out, his voice higher than usually, fear visible in his eyes.
"Excuse me if my aim is a little off!" Raph makes his own attempt to toss the smoke bomb, but fails miserably. And of course Mickey makes an opportunity to mock him for it.
"Oh will you guys just-!" Leo quickly jumps in, slamming his own smoke bomb against the ground, as the smoke embodies the alley allowing us to make an escape and return back to the lair with our shells still attached to us.