The Winter Storm Of My Brother's Heart(TMNT/Frozen)

Conceal, Don't Feel

"What do you think of me now, brother?"

"Why are you doing this bro?"

"With a cold heart, no one can hurt you, put you down or break your heart. Isn't it obvious?"

"I don't want to fight with you! You're my little brother!"

"Well, things can change. That little brother you once had is gone!"

"He doesn't have to be! I don't believe that!"

"Oh believe me, it is so. I'll never be who I once was."

"But why? Why have you turned your back on us?!"

"I am sick of being treated like dirt! I have done my best to make life easier for us, but what have I gotten for that? Nothing! Nada! Zip!

"I don't believe it..."

"Still think I'm too good-hearted, big brother?"

About a week earlier

(Donnie's P.O.V)

I still couldn't get over the fact that Timothy had turned on me. The once clumsy and in some way loveable guy I wanted to protect from thugs and that... mutagen, was gone, and had left a monster in his place. Right now I was pushing him back into my lab, and since my brothers didn't want to help me I had to do it myself. Since he was frozen he was also pretty heavy and hard to move from spot to spot, and that he was freezing didn't help much either. I had to stop every now and then just so my hands wouldn't get frostbitten. The eight time I removed my hands I took a look at them and noticed deep gashes on both my hands. I wondered when I had gotten them, but my guess was that I had gotten frostbitten and hadn't noticed. I decided to get Timothy to the lab before I treated them. I put my hand to his now frozen face and looked at him.

"Don't worry Timothy. We're almost home now. Then I can start working on a cure for you and April's dad." Then I started to push again and almost immediately pulled back. The frostbites hurt too much for me to keep on pushing him to the lair. I guess when my hands where still cold I didn't feel since they where numb and now when they had warmed up I started to feel that it hurt. I took out my Bō staff and took the cloth I had wrapped around it and tore it in two long bandages and wrapped it around my hands. It started to itch almost immediately, but I didn't care. I pushed him all the way back to my lab through the hole in the wall where he had escaped in the first place. I panted and leaned against my desk and looked at him.

"For someone made out of ooze, you're one heavy organism." I said and wiped sweat away from my brow. Then I unwrapped the 'bandages' from my hands and inspected my wounds. In the corners of the gashes I saw something light bluish.

"Hm, must be some of the ice from Timothy's container. Better wash it off." I muttered to myself and walked over to a sink to wash the gashes free from the dirt and ice. It stung a little, but not so bad. When I was done I wrapped my hands in fresh bandages and then walked over to the container where Timothy was and looked over him. His wide opened eyes and stiff arms and legs. The way that he looked at me when he realised the mutagen was fake and something was wrong with it. It broke my heart in a million pieces. Then I heard Leo call for me.

"Hey, Donnie! April is here and she wants to talk to you!" April? Here? What could she want? Even if I was happy that she finally came to the lair, I still had a bad feeling in my stomach. But I walked out even so and saw the red-headed girl and she had her arms crossed over her chest and looked pretty angry. I gulped and watched her in slight fear. But I walked over to her and tried to smile.

"Uh, hey April..." I said a little cautious and put my hand on the back of my neck, rubbing it nervously. April narrowed her eyes and put her hand on her hips.