The Anti-Romantics: A ROTTMNT Donnie x Reader Love Story

Love isnt...The Grand Finale

The atmosphere in the lair had become suffocating over the past few weeks. The usual banter and antics were gone, replaced by tension and worry. Donnie had pulled away from everyone, spending hours in his lab working on secret projects, the door always locked. The rest of the family could only watch as their genius brother slowly distanced himself, drawn into the web of Kendra's influence.

Gathered in a circle, the Turtles, (Y/N), and April huddled around a holographic map projected by one of Donnie's old devices. Leo pointed to a blinking red dot on the map. "This is where Kendra's hiding out with the Purple Dragons. We go in fast and take them down. Donnie's going to be there, so stay sharp."

April, her expression hard with determination, crossed her arms. "We can't just go in and hope for the best, Leo. Donnie's more dangerous than we've ever seen him. He's not going to listen to reason, not with Kendra whispering in his ear."

Raph slammed a fist into his palm. "Then we make him listen. If he's gonna act like a villain, we'll treat him like one."

Mikey shook his head, his usually playful demeanor replaced with concern. "We've gotta try and get through to him first. Donnie's still our brother. He wouldn't really hurt us... right?"

(Y/N) spoke up, their voice steady but tinged with worry. "Donnie's in there somewhere. We just have to reach him. He's stronger than whatever hold Kendra has on him. I know he is."

April nodded, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the map. "I've known Donnie for a long time. He's stubborn, but he's not heartless. If we can just remind him of that, we have a chance."

Leo gave a curt nod, trying to keep the team focused. "Right. We get in, take down Kendra and the Dragons, and bring Donnie home. But if he fights back... we have to be ready for anything."

Everyone knew what that meant. They had to be prepared to fight Donnie as an enemy.

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The streets of New York were eerily quiet as the team moved through the shadows, their footsteps barely audible against the pavement. The warehouse loomed ahead, a dilapidated building that now served as the headquarters for Kendra and the Purple Dragons. The faint hum of machinery and the distant murmur of voices reached their ears as they approached.

Leo motioned for them to halt just outside the entrance. "This is it. April, you and (Y/N) cover the flanks. Mikey, Raph, with me. We go in fast and hit them hard."

April adjusted her grip on her baseball bat, the familiar weight of the weapon reassuring in her hands. "Just remember, we're here for Donnie too. Don't let Kendra get in your heads."

With a shared nod, they burst through the doors, the battle cry of "Turtle Power!" echoing through the warehouse. The Dragons were ready for them, but the Turtles, April, and (Y/N) fought with a ferocity born from desperation. They knew what was at stake.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, a voice rang out, cutting through the noise like a knife. "So, you finally decided to show up."

They turned to see Donnie standing on a raised platform, Kendra by his side. His usual cool, detached expression was there, but there was something else—a darkness that hadn't been there before.

"Donnie!" Leo called out, flipping over a Purple Dragon to land closer to his brother. "This isn't you! Kendra's messing with your head!"

Donnie scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Messing with my head? Leo, please. I'm the one who finally sees things clearly. Kendra showed me the truth—you've all been holding me back."

Kendra smirked, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Donnie has finally realized his potential. He doesn't need you anymore."

April stepped forward, her eyes locked on Donnie. "Donnie, you know this isn't right. We're your family. We care about you. I care about you. You're smarter than this."