Donnie's pov.
We just got done with my youngest brother's funeral. I could of done something, but he wouldn't let me at all. So he died in my arms, I cried a lot that day and memories flood in my brain of what happen on the battle field. I can't stop the memories because it was my fault that he died. The others think it's their fault but it's not its my fault for what happen not theirs.
*Flashback*
I was standing like a stupid person in the middle of a street and Azrael put a sword through Mikeys chest and his friends shot arrows at him and I ran to him and I told him he was going to be all right.
"so these is how I die huh?" He said
I cried so hard
"no not like this! You can't leave me!" I said crying my eyes
"why not*cough* I-I so u-useless to *cough* you guys" I was almost about to yell at him but I was to late
" goodbye big brother see*cough* in heaven*cough*" I cried so hard I didn't let go of he's body
*end flashback*
"Donnie come on we are going on patrol with or without you!" I heard raph yell from the living room
"I coming!" I said to his answer but I don't have a choice anymore because I go out and try to find Azrael so he can repay for what he did to my baby brother and I will hunt him and his team or friends down and will kill them all!
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Thanks you guys for reading my new story and goodnight and sweet dreams because I need some BYE!!!
~Midnighttmnt1
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Donnie vs Midnight
Non-FictionDonnie's demon rips his mind and makes it his but Midnight comes back Alive and try's to save Donnie from nigtorra giving it to him.
