The way the turtle falls (TMNT fan fic)

A harder life(Chapter 6)

Aww this chapter!! Sad!! Our Donnie!!! :(... Wah won't spoil...

I collapsed on the floor in Stockman's lab, pulling in my water to help me calm down. Rahzar was holding the chain that connected to my neck. The irony. My legs curled up to my chest, arms barely supporting me.
"This better work Stinkman." Rahzar warned. I'd given up struggling 3 months ago. I was gone. The only reason I was still laying on the floor was because Shredder wouldn't let me die. Forcing me food every 2 weeks.
"It will," Baxter bowed his head. He was holding some metal head device. "Donatello will notzzz struggle." How much the words stung it was true. I wouldn't. If Shredder threw me on a street to die I would be greatfull. I'd embrace the knife. The tears rolled off my cheeks. I was an animal. A slave, slave to the fact I was alone. The first 2 weeks I waited for my brothers to come. Slowly the my patience was eaten away. Slowly I lowered the bar over my back. My fist clenched. I thought they cared. Family? Liars. Rahzar kicked me to a chair. I didn't even waste my time wincing. The fly mutant attached straps to my ankles and wrists. My wings were screaming against the metal board. They were broken and Fish Face pretty much destroyed them when he clipping them. All though a bunch of the feathers had grown back, it still felt like just bones.

Stockman strapped the metal thing on my head. I could barely hold my head up.
"Now turtle... You will help the Shredder." Baxter hissed at me. My heart was racing. No!! Was this a mind reading thing?! Were did Stinkman make this? I took in more water. Just calm down Donatello. Everything will be OK. You'll never give anything away. That was before the pain hit. I screamed out. My survival that was all that mattered in that moment. My hands reached to grab the machine. I couldn't focus on anything. Nothing was falling into place. I was thrashing. I was locked up... What?! My throat was barely supporting my cry for help. Words were muffles. But laughter seemed dominant. Whose, once again I couldn't making out. Plastic started to slide out my mouth... What... My chest was suddenly in lots of pain. It needed... I needed. I tried to open my eyes. It was like a force stopping it. I... Need...

It stopped. Fish Face's slimy hands forced my water tube back in. I took it in.
"Now Donatello." Shredder said quietly. "You will help Baxter Stockman kill your family." His voice was soft, it was painful to hear how calm he was about murder. What was family? A blood line? Blood was nothing. I'd probably lost litres. I'd fallen far. Looking back those months, I grew to pity myself. Not what I am. Who I was. I'd stitched the mask of fear on. Every time the needle went in I screamed. Now you couldn't hear me. I finally understood my purpose. Nothing. You live, you die. You get thrown around a couple times. The sun was like a worn photograph. It won't rise. It won't light the world... It is nothing. I raised my head looking at shredder. In wanted to tell him were the lair was. One problem. Master Splinter. He cared for me. Tried to train me. He didn't give up when I did. What they do? Let me get tortured?! Get double mutated?! Did I even matter?! Shouldn't they have come by now?!
"Well turtle?!" Rahzar demanded. He sent a punch at my jaw. Blood welled up in my mouth. I panted, opening my mouth slightly allowing to let it come out.
"I don't know." I said, my stomach was clawing at its self again. Nausea, building up in my chest again.
"Say it again." Tiger claw growled. I narrowed my eyes. Thanks to the hawk part of me my sight had become better, being able to see the slightest detail a kilometres away with out trouble. I wiggled my lip, struggling to form the words.
"I... Don't know." I looked at the ground. Tiger grabbed my shell.
"You say no to me?!" He growled. He threw me across the room. My wings landed in a painful way. I could feel the fact that they were broken. The sound of a sword. I said nothing, keep my head in the ground. Someone grabbed my shell, my plastron dug into my chest. Of course I said nothing allowing him to punch my chest repeatably. This was not helping my nausea.

I moaned I felt my food start to crawl up my throat. This was not going to end well. I didn't say anything. That would result in a harder beating.

I wasn't going to lie saying I didn't feel better as my stomach forced itself out. It wasn't pretty. Brown mush mainly water blood in chunks littered it. If we take away the fact Tiger Claw and Rahzar were sprayed with it. If I wasn't captured but Shredder, and being beaten my his henchmen. It would've been really funny. Rahzar released me. I landed with a thud. I closed my eyes and tried to ease my pain. Tiger Claw kicked me.
"Disgusting creature!" He growled. His foot slamming into my jaw. My gums struggled to hold my teeth in place.
"Take it back, Donatello will work for me." Shredder said slowly, I heard the smile in his voice...

I was in the corner of my room. Hugging my knees. It seemed to relax me. I didn't fully know why though... Foot steps. I jerked my head up.
"We're are you?!" I demanded, ignoring by legs begging to give them rest, I stood up.
"Shhh D, I can't save you if they know I'm here." Mikey whispered. He walked towards me. That Mikey smile.
"Hey Donnie you lost some weight?" He grinned, putting an arm around me. "We need to get to the farm house." He said, his voice low, cautious. He was hiding something. One thing about me is I hate secrets or not knowing what's happening.
"What?!" I demanded. Mikey looked like he wanted to cry..
"I'll tell you when we get out." The look he was giving me scared me. I nodded.

"Explain." I growled, when we got to the party wagon. Mikey looked at me.
"We need to get away... See Leo didn't want me to save you, he said it was better to loose one brother then two." That was what broke me. Leo thought I was a lost cause.
"What about Master Splinter?!" Mikey turned his gaze away from me.
"I'm sorry Donnie... I didn't understand either..."
"What about Karai?! They risked there lives to save her! I risked my life!" Tears rolled down my cheek. It was over. Mikey hugged me. "We still have each other." He whispered. I nodded. Mikey climbed into the driving seat. He threw me some light food. I smiled. Least somebody still cared.

Aww Mikey and Donnie!!  But poor Donnie!! He thinks his family hates him!! *sobs*anyway I'm gonna try and update soon... TRY!!! Haha yolo bye!!
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