First of all not all of this story was exactly my idea.. the bad guy was based off of some short story i read on quotev(or at least his powers).
but the rest of the story was my idea( i can only hope)

Donnie hummed as he dug through the junkyards many treasures. He managed to fill his bag and then some before a white flash blinded him and made him fall backwards.
When Donatello arose he quickly left the junkyard,
afraid of what could happen. When he returned home he found Mikey whining on the on the couch. "Where could he possibly be! He can't miss our new years eve party!
NOONE CAN!""um-Mikey, who's 'he'?" Donnie asked. Mikey

sighed and rolled his eyes."Don't be sarcastic! I'm sure you will be happy to know April isn't picking up either""I wasn't being sarcastic-WAIT- APRIL WON'T PICK UP?!"Donnie nearly shrieked. Mikey nodded.
Donnie began to breath heavily and clutched his chest as though it was hurting.
"Please excuse me- i'm feeling a bit under the weather all of a sudden-ugh-i'm gonna be sick!"
Don then ran into the bathroom and didn't come out.
Leonardo sighed and shook his head.
"No ones picking up!What is going on!" he complained.
"It's as though they all just-dissapeared" Mikey said.