Greetings all and welcome to Enter: The Mutagen Man. This story will be based off the 2012 series and will be my interpretation of how the story arc will go in the show. Of course we know some stuff that will happen, but not all of it, so it allows me to fill in the blanks and wing it. First off, I will say that Casey Jones does appear in the story for I believe he will appear for Mutagen Man's introduction, so don't be alarmed when you see him. And obviously of course the characters will be as much in character as they are in the show, for as stated this how I believe it will play out, and I will also write the story based on where the breaks are, so the first chapter will be fairly short as it would go into the opening titles (I'm pretty big on that if I'm basing something directly off the show). So let's get started shall we, as always, TMNT is not my property, and all rights go to their respective owners.

ENTER: THE MUTAGEN MAN

It was a cool night in New York City as the starry sky lite up the night. But as bright and clear as it was in NYC, one home was as dark, cloudy, and merky as it could possibly be. The home of April O'Neil, who now had no one to look over her. It had been a week since her father was mutated into a hidious bat creature and flew off into the night sky, that night she seperated from the turtles, the only ones who could help her and him, the only ones who were her true friends. She did the same as she did every night since that night ensued, sat in her bed and just tried to find a way to put herself to sleep each night.

Just then there was a sound from next to her. It was her T-Phone again. She looked over to find out who it was although deep down she already knew. The caller I.D. revealed the same one every time, it was Donatello again, trying to call her to talk to her in some way. He had left one message several nights before, now every night since he's called to appearently try to talk to her personally. April still wasn't ready to talk though. She made it very clear that she wanted no part of them anymore, and she made no attempt to start now. She just shook her head at Donnie's continued futile attempts and stood, grabbed her purse and left her appartment and find a place to collect her thoughts.

Meanwhile, back in the lair, Donatello stood in place in his lab with his T-Phone to his ear, patiently waiting and hoping that April would answer. Four straight nights he tried, and four straight night ended in the same disappointment. Deep down he should have known better, his brother Raphael told him from the start to just give her some space, which he did for a while, but Donatello's nature for April was very worrysome. Just in the past couple months, April had been attacked, captured, and who knows what else she kept from them to not have them worry. After what seemed like forever, Donnie finally gave up and put his T-Phone back on his desk and then looked down at the object that was sitting next to him. It was a photo of himself and April, with a picture frame that he had made himself.

The photo was a shot of himself, swinging April on the tire swing in the lair, both of them smiling and laughing during the whole exhange, he had got one of his brothers to take the photo as they were more than happy to see Donnie and April finally have their moment together. The frame Donnie made himself, he even craved some little hearts on the frame to add more design to it. He had planned to give it to her the night that all their lives changed, the night that April left them, which is what made it even harder for him to bare. He had to try to move on though, he had wrongs that he had to right.

Donnie went back to his expierements and back to another form that he'd been focusing a lot of his devoted time to, his only other human friend, well...now his only friend. Timothy. Unfortunetly, Timothy was no longer a human either, nor did he resemble anything close to a human, he had been reduced to nothing more than organs floating around in a vat of goo trapped in a container to prevent him from moving. Donatello vowed that night to try and help him, and that he did. Nearly every night, was working on something to help Pulverizer get one step closer to humanity, the first step was helping him be able to talk once more. Night on night, Donnie was assembling a machine that would act as a voice box, it was almost ready to be tested as he started tweeking and turning the last couple screws in it as the ooze that was Timothy looked on behind him.

"Alright Timothy, one last adjustment, and I should be ready to...got it." Donnie announced to him, with that he closed up the metal speaker. "Now let's test this baby out. Cross your fing...cross your eyes." Timothy did so mockingly crossing his eyes getting a smile from Donnie, the first one he had gave in a long time.

Donnie then place the speaker right in the front of the container that held Timothy and put in place. After it was set, Donnie twisted a knob on it and stepped back to analyze his work to see the results.

"Okay...try and say something..." He told his friend.

A lot of feedback and static could be heard which made Donatello unsure if it was or even would work, he certainly hoped it would though, after all the work he put into it.

Just then after what seemed like forever.

"D-D-D-Donnie? I-I'm t-t-talking!"

Words! Words were coming out! Timothy was talking!

"You're talking? I did it? I did it! I DID IT! Sensei! Leo! Guys!" Donnie screamed out in joy and shock all in once as he bolted out of his lab to tell everybody the great news.

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