"Oh my god this is so amazing." Donatello exclaimed. "guys have you ever seen any-thing like this? These metal aloids combining with that sort of electrical charging is unlike how any earth scientist would do it, and yet it works!"
All other turtles, were compleately silent as they looked wide eyed at Donnie and his complete randomn yet enthusiastic out-burst.
"Some-one bring the wedding dress, Donnie is getting married." Raphael finally snorted.
"Donnie, you do realise we are in the middle of a highly guarded Krang center? We don't really have time for this." Leonardo had to remind the turtle.
"I know, I know." Donatello assured. "But it's just... So amazing!" he exclaimed.
"pff, I totally get that." Mikey snorted. "It's absolutely amazing this aloid.. thing.. METAL THINGY!" he exclaimed.
Only for in that very second, hundreds of Krangs rounded the corner.
"OH GOD RUN!" Leonardo exclaimed, and all turtles had to follow their leader running for their lives.
"Leo, where are we going?" Donatello asked.
"I have no idea!" Leo admitted, only for them to round a corner, and be faced with another wide-room, filled with all sorts of different glowing gue stuff, in all sorts of colours.
"STOP!" Donnie yelled helding out his arms. "What-ever you do, don't touch any of that!" he exclaimed.
"Oh yeah, I'm just going to jump right into it and take a bath." Raphael rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious!" Donatello exclaimed turning to Raph. "It takes one drop of ooze, one drop, to turn a human being into a big monster, that's how powerful the Krang technology is, that down there, is clearly not ooze, it's some-thing else, and I have no idea what it does! So if any of us touches as much as one drop, it could end up having dier consequences. Be careful!"
"Oh, so I shouldn't touch this then?" Mikey asked pointing at a yellow splash of gue inches from his finger on the railing.
"Why would you even want to touch that?" Leonardo asked in a wrinkle of his nose.
"In either case, just shut up and keep moving, before Donnie comes up with another lame techno speech to delay us for another twenty minutes!" Raphael hissed.
"HEY!" Donatello retorted. "Just because you never, URGH!" Donatello had been interrupted as a blow struck him back , and made him fall over the railing.
"Well, lets waist no time!" Leonardo exclaimed himself jumping over the reiling the other turtles following as they landed on the floor, only for Mikey to wide-eyed look around.
"Where's Donnie?" Mikey asked twirling around.
"I.. I don't know!" Leonardo admitted.
"OVER HERE!" a voice sounded to their left, and on the floor, laid a big pile of red gue as several cans to be knocked over.
"Oh no." Mikey gasped. "DONNIE HAS BEEN TURNED INTO A BIG SLIME MONSTER!" he exclaimed. "Cool, from now on, you're the big monster slug." He told in a smirk.
"I'm not the slime, I'm right here you dolt!" Donatello exclaimed forcing Mikey to shift his eyes slightly to the left, where Donatello was, beside the slime and also completely covered in the red gue from head to toe, as he was wiping it of his face with a disgusted grimace.
"Oh." Mikey exhaled. "Well that's anti climatic."
"Didn't you say one drop of krang slime could have big consequences?" Raphael asked as Donatello got himself entirely free from the gue.
"IN EITHER CASE IT DOESN'T MATTER RIGHT NOW RUN!" Leonardo stated pointing at the krang.
"ARGHHH!" all four turtles screamed as they ran for the exit.
"THERE!" Raphael pointed upwards. "A window!"
"Go for it!" Leonardo exclaimed, stopping up to give Mikey a horse shoe, and repell the turtle up whom grabbed the window, to throw down a chain the remaining turtles grapped on to to let all of them being pulled up to the window.
"HAHA, see ya suckers!" Mikey saluted at the krang, before all of them jumped out, leaving the krang robots only able to look after them.
"And you're sure your all-right." Raphael asked as he starred intensely at Donatello down in the lair.
"I told you, I'm fine." Donatello rolled his eyes. "In fact I feel great."
"So he is not going to turn into a big slime monster then? boring." Mickey muttered as he laid back in the couch, lazedly shifting channels with his hand.
"Donnie, we are just all a little bit worried, you know after your little speech about the dangers of what-ever the Krangs have, maybe you should run a few tests on yourself, just to be on the safe side." Leonardo offered.
"Njah, I don't feel like running any tests." Donatello told turning around.
Making all turtles at ones silent.
"You don't feel like running any tests?" Raphael blinked. "On the new red alien science gue?" he asked in a stunned voice. "All-right, who are you and where's Donnie?"
"I just don't feel like it, why's that any deal?" Donnie asked now sounding annoyed.
"guys.. we accidently brought home a Donnie clone... COOL!" Michelangelo exclaimed.
"I'm not a clone!" Donatello exclaimed raising up. "I just had a really long day, and don't feel like running any tests, so just leave me alone!" he sneered. "All-right!?" he asked annoyed, before stomping towards his room.
All turtles blinked as they saw him leave, steam almost coming out of his skull.
"Well, that escalated quickly." Mikey blinked.
"Perhaps he really just had a long day." Leonardo pointed out. "You know how he is, he was probably up all night working on some science stuff, so he is lacking sleep, he'll be better in the morning." He assured.
"Though it's hard to blame him for reacting like that when-ever Mikey is involved." Raphael pointed out lazedly picking up a comic book to start reading.
"Hey!" Mikey exclaimed.
The turtles didn't see any more to Donatello that day. Only the next morning as they were all-ready to their training at dawn as usually, did Donatello seem unusually itchy, as if he had trouble staying at the little mat on the floor.
It was not that uncommon that Mikey would behave like that, bouncing up and down having trouble sitting still for to long. Some-times Raphael could behave like it to, itching for the action, and some-times, on rare occasions when Donatello was in the middle of an extra exciting experiment, could he look as impatient.
But as far as the turtles knew, Donatello didn't have any project at the moment, and the way he behaved, constantly itching, constantly shifting back and ford, constantly jolting, it seemed absolutely unlike him, and the three other turtles tried not to stare.
If Splinter saw what the turtles saw, then he didn't point it out, and their training went ahead as usual with warm up, basic jumps, rehearsals of a few moves to end off on a little sparring, this day two against two, and to make it far as possible, it was ones again Leonardo and Donatello against Michelangelo and Raphael.
"Okay Donnie, we know we can take these guys." Leonardo whispered to Donatello. "Cause we are the smart ones whom actually can play out a strategy, all-right?" he asked.
"I don't feel like following any strategy today." Donatello flat out stated.
"What?" Leonardo blinked. "But.. you all-ways want to make a strategies! In fact your strategies are always over-complicated."
"Well, maybe that's why we always loose so fast, lets just go straight into battle!" Donatello hissed.
"Erh.." Leonardo swallowed taken back by Donatello's tone. "Okay.. we can try that to." He acknowledged.
"GET READY!" Splinter shouted, indicating for the turtles to take places, and they did, Leo and Donnie beside each other, and Raph and Mikey in front of them.
Donnie stood with a grimace on his face and fire in his eyes, and Leo couldn't help but look a little worried at him.
"HAJIMI" Splinter shouted and the four turtles barged at each other.
As pr usual, Leonardo distracted Raphael so Donatello could get to Mikey, Raphael how-ever seemed to be in a bad mood that day, and Leonardo had to defend himself pretty fast.
"Easy." Leonardo hissed at Raphael as he pareed the sais. "It's Donnie whom is supposed to be all wiry today."
"I know, but him being wiry is making me wiry!" Raphael exclaimed pushing Leonardo away, just in time for Mikey to be send away over the floor and out of their battle zone, meaning he was now out, and in a lighting flash, Donnie was all over Raph.
Raphael just managed to swing around and push Donnie away, then to make an impressive back-flip and kicked Leo right in the chest, sending the blue leader also out of the fight zone, now leaving Raphael and Donnie alone in the fight zone.
"All-right Donnie, you very well know how this is going to go." Raphael told the purple bandanaed turtle whom stood in front of him, breathing very heavily in and out. "But I can offer you some-thing, if you calm down right now, I wont hurt you, is that a…"
"ARRGH!" Donatello had interrupted Raphael coming running straight at him with a raised boe staff ready for battle.
"Woah!" Raphael just managed to pare the boe staff and push it away. "Well I be, Donnie! You are almost a challenge today!" he exclaimed.
Only for Donatello to snort as he made the blade suddenly appear out of his boe staff, and charged for Raphael again, with the point end right at Raphael, as was it a spear or some-thing.
"Wow-wow-wow!" Suddenly Raphael actually had to dodge the thing, and step aside, only for a fist to hammer straight for his face, and Raphael barely managed to avoide. "DONNIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Raphael shouted, as he jumped to avoid another kick. "We don't use fists!" he yelled as another fist came flying his direction, and would have hit him square in the face, if it wasn't because Donnies wrist had been grabbed by some-one else, whom thereby stopped the fist in mid-air.
It was like the entire world froze as Raphael saw the fist, only inches from his own face, that thing would have hit him and send him out of the fight zone, then Raphael looked up and saw Splinter, whom had stopped the fight, but Splinters face was firmly on Donatello, and then Raphael looked at Donatello, and saw how Donatello looked back at him with wide open eyes in surprise as the turtle breathed, as if Donatello was genuinly deeply surprised over what had just happened.
"This fight is over." Splinter told as he finally let go of Donatello hand. "Yami."
"I.. I.." Donatello swallowed. "Raph I'm sorry! I don't know what happened!" he tried to say.
"Well erh." Raphael dried his mouth with his arm. "You were just getting lucky, I was tired today." He told.
"I really don't know what.." Donatello turned around and hopelessly looked at the two other turtles, whom now also looked wide-eyed at him. "Guys I.. I.." Donatello swallowed.
"Class dismissed." Splinter told calmly.
Donatello didn't need to be told twice, he turned around and ran for it, out in the big main room, across it and then disappeared into the garage where the turtles knew he had his bigger building projects.
All turtles looked after Donnie, in completely silence, for a moment just standing there.
"HAH!" Mikey suddenly laughed. "Raph got beaten by Donnie!" he exclaimed.
"Did not!" Raphael snorted.
Even Leo couldn't help but smile slightly. "You sort of were." He told.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Raphael hissed annoyed. "No disrespect to Donnie, but you very well know he is the weakest fighter out of all four of us! He has never even come close to hitting me before!"
"I thought you said you were just very tired today." Mikey pointed out in a blink.
"It was an excuse you idiot." Raphael muttered.
"So he really did beat you?" Mikey asked only to make Raphael hiss.
"Guys, calm down." Leonardo tried. "I think we are missing the most important thing here." He pointed out, making the two other turtles look at him. "What's up with Donnie? He is not acting like himself."
Splinter exhaled. "Every-one can succumb to pressure." He at last told. "Has Donatello been under particular pressure lately?" he asked the turtles.
"Don't know really." Raph shrugged.
Splinter frowned slightly at the turtles.
"It's true sensei!" Leonardo told the tall rat. "None of us have any idea why he is acting like this."
"Very well then." Splinter exhaled. "Remember to give your brother some space now, and take good care." He told.
"Hai sensei." Leonardo nodded.
"Ah for the love of!" Donatello hissed as he waved his hand. "Work, dammit work! He shouted as he kicked the go-cart he was working on, only to hiss loudly as he jumped on one food, holding the other in his hand as he hissed.
"Forgive me my intrusion, I know little of these things, but this does not seem to be your usual way to go about creating machines."
Donatello looked up and exhaled. "Sensei." He shook his head. "No it isn't. It's just.. I can't even think." He muttered annoyed leaning against the go-cart. "This stupid thing!" he hissed.
"Donatello, that is not the kind of languet we use." Splinter lectured a little sternly.
"Hai sensei." Donatello muttered. "Sorry."
That did make Splinter loose his stern air as he shook his head. "Have you tried meditating, it may clear your mind." Splinter offered in a much milder voice as he stepped closer.
"You know I don't really do that meditation thing unless you make us do it." Donatello glanced up at Splinter. "I just never caught it, and I don't think I would today."
"We can all meditate in our own way, what-ever brings you tranquillity." Splinter lectured. "Look at Mikey, he cannot ever obtain the clearance needed when sitting still, he needs a focus in form of an object, a physical movement to concentrate on." Splinter glanced out of the opening where he could barely skim Michelangeo, whom looked like he was break-dancing with completely closed eyes, and strangely looking much more relaxed than usual as he performed what should have been more difficult movements, but the young turtle seemed to almost flow in that way, Donatello saw it to, as Splinter reached for a screw-driver and handed it to Donatello. "Ask yourself, what do you need to get rid of all frustrations and obtain tranquillity?"
Donatello sighed as he took the screwdriver. "I tried Sensei, but for some reason it doesn't work." He mumbled. "You see the thing is that I really can't think! It doesn't work and suddenly I get annoyed!"
"What do you usually do when things don't work out?" Splinter asked in a slight frown.
"Take another approach, map out another diagram and try again." Donatello mumbled.
"Why don't you do that then?" Splinter asked.
"BECAUSE I CAN'T!" Donatello shouted, only to first really realised he had been shouting ten seconds after, wide-eyed looking at Splinter… Donnie, had never ever shouted at Splinter ever before. "Sensei I.." Donatello swallowed.
Splinter merely shook his head as he stepped over and clapped Donatello on the shoulder as he passed the turtle. "If you have any-thing to say, you know where I am." He simply told as he existed the work-shop, going back towards his own place, up by the dojo.
But even by evening, Donnie didn't seem to have calmed down, as he passed the lair, never sitting down, never any-thing.
"DONNIE HONESTLY!" Raph shouted.
"WHAT?" Donnie hissed right back at him.
"You are as angry as I am, and as restless as Mikey!" Raph told back. "Sit down! You are making me nervous, and tell us what is going on!" he demanded.
"What makes you think any-thing is going on?" Donnie shouted back.
"You are yelling for no reason!" Leonardo injected.
"NO I DO NOT!" Donnie shouted back.
"dude, you totally do." Mikey told looking up at Donnie from where he sat on the floor.
"Tell, us, what is wrong." Leonardo asked in a urge. "Please Donnie."
"Yeah, what is wrong?" Raph asked.
"You nagging me all the time is going on my nerves!" Donatello hissed. "ALL OF YOU! Stop nagging me!" he hissed.
"But Donnie we." Leonardo tried but was cut off.
"Just leave me alone!" Donatello sneered storming towards the exit.
"Where are you going?" Leonardo yelled after him.
"Out-side!" Donatello hissed as he ran.
"Donnie!" Leo was just about to run for him.
"Wait." Splinter interrupted. "Give him some space, I sense many frustrations in my son, give him the chance to gain some tranquillity for thought and clearance." He asked of Leo.
"Do you have any idea what is wrong with him?" Leonardo asked Splinter.
"Not a single clue." Splinter admitted. "How-ever I have felt the frustration build up in our Donatello gradually these last couple of days, I hope he'll find his clearance soon."
"Shouldn't we help him if some-thing is wrong?" Leonardo asked.
"We can't force help unto people whom doesn't even want it, help must always be accepted, lets wait till he comes to us." Splinter exhaled deeply.
April was sitting in her room, typing some home-work on the computer, it was starting to become rather late, but the assigment was due to the next day. "Why did I have to push it so far behind?" April asked in a tired mutter. "Stupid of me." She muttered, just as a slight knock sounded on the window. April looked up, and then her eyes widened. "Donnie?" she asked deeply surprised by the sight of the turtle standing on the other side of the glass, looking rather awkward.
Wide-eyed April went for the door and opened up to face the turtle. "Donnie what are you doing here?" she asked and looked out-side. "Are your brothers with you?"
"No it's just me, I went out-side for some air." Donatello told honestly.
"Alone?" April asked. "Donnie, you are usually smarter than that." She stated. "Hurry come in before some-one sees you." She told and Donnie climbed in so April could close the door after him. "What were you thinking?" April asked.
"I don't know, I haven't been able to think lately." Donatello. "Which is weird." He swallowed.
"Maybe being locked up in a sewer finally got to you." April muttered. "You can't stay here long, I have home-work to finish." She sighed gesturing at the computer. "Sorry."
"It's all-right April, sorry I intruded." Donatello muttered as he sat in the window frame, leaning against the wall. "I really haven't felt like myself lately." Donatello admitted to April, and truly, he didn't look good, not nearly as cocky as April was used to.
"How so?" April asked concerned.
"I don't know, I just feel so.. angry all the time, without any real reason." Donatello told. "I wonder if this is how Raph feels… I can't concentrate on my projects because it frustrates me when it doesn't go faster, can't focus on training, I feel hungry all the time and it just feels like I want to rip things apart." He told.
"And you're sure it's not because there's some-thing bothering you?" April asked.
"No.. well.. nothing more than the usual, I haven't even thought about it lately." Donatello told collecting his legs in his arms. "That makes me even more frustrated, April I think some-thing is happening to me, but I don't know what it is.. I'm scared." He at last confessed.
"Hey it's all-right." April told as she sat down in front of Donnie. "You're with me you know, nothing to be frightened of here."
"Urh I don't feel so good." Donatello gulped suddenly crumbling together.
"Have you eaten today?" April asked.
"Plenty." Donatello told. "More than I ought to."
"Then maybe that is why you don't feel so good." April pointed out.
"No I." Donatello shook his head. "I'm really sorry April, I don't know what just happened."
"It's all-right Donnie, it's all-right." April assured patiently.
"I seriously don't feel so good." Donatello gritted as he jumped down from the window, only to almost fall down as if he had lost balance, some-how looked greener than usually as he bowed. "Urgh." He gulped. "Sorry april!"
"Stop saying that and relax." April demanded as she pushed Donatello down in her bed, and then further down in a laying position. "Donnie, you are burning up." she told as she laid a hand over his head, looking at him in a throw. "Have you drunk enough water?" she asked.
"I.. I.." Donnie hissed. "For some reason I haven't been able to think at all these past few days."
"That's avoiding the question." April rolled her eyes. "I'll go get some water." she at last told and put the blanket around Donnie. "Now you rest." she told. "See if you can sleep."
"A.. April." Donnie whispered.
"Shh." April hushed and went outside, heading directly for the kitchen, where she picked up a glass and started to fill it with water.
"APRIL!"
April dropped the glass, some-how Donnies yell sounded wrong! It was just.. April didn't hesitate but ran for the door to her room, she ripped the door open only to halt in mid motion as she stood there with wide eyes and gaped. "Donnie?" she asked, in front of her was a turtle like mutant, but it was much larger than Donnie, and it was crumbling together as sweat rolled down his tendrils.
"Hurts.. so bad." The mutant growled and it was Donnies genuine voice coming out, even if in a deeper pitch. "ARGH!" he suddenly lached out and ripped Aprils bed in pieces.
"DONNIE CALM DOWN!" April yelled.
"April?" Donnie asked and suddenly he grew. "No no no!" he hissed as he held his head. "ARGH! Don't come any closer!" he demanded.
"Donnie whats?" April asked.
"ARGH!" And suddenly Donnie threw himself through the window and crashed through the glass.
"NO DONNIE!" April yelled as she ran to the balcony and saw the giant sharp toothed mutant falling all the way down on the ground, only to land on his feeds and letting out a big growling noise as he swepped citizens aside, and roared as if he was some kind of an animal. "DONNIE!" April yelled.
In the lair Leonardo was frowning as he sat in mediation position on the couch, very much copied after Splinter as he tried to think, that was when his T-phone suddenly started ringing and Leonardo frowning picked it up. "Urhm Hallo."
"LEO!" Aprils voice sounded from the other end. "Come quick! All of you!"
Raphael looked up from his comic book. "What is it?" he asked Leonardo.
"Apparently some kind of mutant monster is terrorising the city up on the streets." Leonardo replied.
"Well then, lets go!" Raphael snorted throwing his comic book aside.