Mikey's POV

We just got home from another tango with the Kraang. Were all fine, at least, I think were all fine? Donnie was captured in mid battle, and dragged into how he described in the shell razor as a "Dark room with the only light was there glowing fluorescent purple eyes." He also said the injected him with things, he didn't say what chemicals they were though. He seems fine, but he's quiet.

"Hey dude how ya feel-" I say just as he slams the door to the lab in my face. "How rude." I say pouting at the door. I don't follow him in. April however, douse. After about two minutes there's a loud crash inside his lab. I rush in along with Leo and Raph behind me, only to find our brother passed out on the floor. He's trembling. April is urging him to get up, he just lays there. As if he's dead. But he's not. I see his chest-shell moving to a rhythm only he can hear. I rush over to him and he stops trembling, and begins turning a more deeper shade of olive. We make room for him to get up. He sits up as if hes fine. But his eyes. His icy-blue gaze sent a chill down my spine. And his face. He looked like himself but more, what's the word. Dark. Grimm. Pure, evil.

As he trembled to his feet, Leo went over to ask what happened. If he was ok. But something happens unexpectedly. Donnie pushed Leo. Leo slammed to the ground as Donnie ran out of the lair, just as Casey Jones was walking in. Donnie tripped and got up as fast as he could. He ran passed the Shell Razor, his mask snagged on the mirror. It ripped off his face. He didn't go back for it. He just ran like a mad man. Or in his case, A mad Mutant.