My name is Donatello. I am genius unlike any other. I am sitting here, waiting. Waiting to hear what my sentence is.
You see, I know much knowledge about absolutely everything. I cannot be touched, I cannot be harmed. To me, I am my greatest enemy. But there is a threat that gets in my way. My older brother Leonardo. He is strong, passionate, wise, and a distraction and obstacle to my plans and experiments. He angers me a points, frustrates me to my hearts desire but somehow I admire him. I wish to be him and it kills me to even compare my such intellect to such a leadership role. I wanted to know, what it's like to be completely fearless, unstoppable to the earths end. I had to know, my curiosity, my cunning mind controlling my every move.
Luring him away from everyone was easy enough, sending the rest of the world out on a wild goose chase at my command. Simple and easy I see it as. I sent him out to meet me in front of the lair. Another point too simple to master.
He listened, as obedient as he is, never trying to disappoint. I hid away where he couldn't see me. Quickly jumping and slicing with a katana, making sure not to cause too much damage, sliced the side of his throat, watching him fall limply to the ground. His eyes so wide with confusion and hatred. I observed as the light in his eye went dim and gone completely before dragging the lifeless form, careful not to lead a trail back into the lab of the lair.
I wanted to be him, more than anything else. I removed his bandana, leaving his body bare. I will wear him to be him.
With clean and precise incisions on his skin, removed and placed on my own. I will be him, I will control and conceal.
Once the body it rid of all resemblance of who it once was, I thought quickly and took it as far out to the river as I could, dumping the remains into the bank, making sure my tracks were covered.
I had no fear as I placed the bandana over my eyes and looked in the mirror. Rubbing against the blue material I knew I will be him. I have no more to fret for, no more worries to see. I smiled as I picked up the twin katanas and waited for my family to return.
As each entered our home, each asked the question where he had disappeared too. I told them all the wild tale he had left for training, unsure when he would return. I had convinced Raphael and father but Michelangelo was looking at me with suspicious eyes. I still had no worry, I had nothing to fear.
I lived this way for some time, as if it was all normal. Raphael and Master Splinter understood his "reasoning" and didn't push the subject but Michelangelo was not convinced. I kept an eye out on my baby brother.
I turned my back for a moment and soon enough the orange band was gone down the sewers, unable to determine when he will appear again. Once again I had no worry.
I watched as Michelangelo slipped in, went straight to Masters Splinters room. Moments passed and I was suddenly held down by Raphael, him snarling in my ear, swearing and sending me death threats. They found out what I had done and yet I felt no feeling towards it.
I sit here, with my hands tied behind my back, the blue bandana tails laying on my shoulders as I stared down at the floor.
They don't understand, I needed to know. I wanted to be him but knew I couldn't. I wanted to experience his technique, his knowledge, his insight. I smiled. I have experienced for a moment.
Donatello is dead, I am Leonardo.
A/N: Quick drabble I did. I based this off the short story called Two in One by Flann O'Brian. Its basically about A man skinned animals for a living skinning his assistant and wearing his skin to be him. But you find out at the end it was actually the assistant killing the Skinner and pretending to be him. Its a really awesome short story and I got bored so don't hate me!