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Donnie's POV
Leo was bleeding rapidly. Donnie tried his best to stop it but he couldn't.
"It's okay Donatello. It's going to be okay…" Leo weakly said before closing his eyes. He didn't open them again. Neither did he breathe again.
"No." Donnie shook his head.
"No. LEO!"
NO NO NO NO!
"LEOOONAAARDOOOO!"
Donnie shot straight up in bed, sweating and gasping for breath. Donnie looked around his room, taking it all in. It was just a nightmare, it wasn't real, it was just a nightmare. Donnie breathed in relief. He looked at the clock. It was time to get up. Donnie took in another breath. Let's see, that was my second nightmare in two weeks. Hey, I'm finally getting better!
Donnie thought back to the last couple of months. After breathing in the fear gas, Donnie and his brothers had very frequent nightmares, didn't laugh, didn't joke, and were very sullen and downcast. But together, they got through it and are now fully recovered. Well, mostly for me. I still have nightmares but they are getting fewer and fewer. I just hope I wasn't vocal this time. I don't want the others to know I still have the nightmare effect of the fear gas. Donnie got out of bed and picked up his bo.
Or that…while the thought that they will always be with me as long as I remember them comforts me, I'm still scared. Donnie put his bo in its holder on his shell. I want more than just memories of them to keep them alive in my heart. I want them to actually stay alive. And there's still a possibility…that the hallucination the fear gas gave me…might come true. Donnie walked out of his room. He almost walked right into Raph.
Raph's POV
"Whoa there brainiac, what's the hurry?" asked Raph. What's the matter? Donnie grimaced.
"Do I really need to answer that question?" Oh.
"No you don't, go right ahead," answered Raph quickly, stepping aside.
"Thanks," asked Donnie moving past Raph. Raph watched Donnie as he walked down the hall, scratching an itch on his head. That's the same arm that Slash sprained…I guess it's better now. Raph flinched as he remembered the state Donnie was in after Slash beat him up. That memory immediately went to another horrible memory of finding an unconscious Mikey tied up and hanging on the side of the building. Raph flinched again. None of that would have happened, if I hadn't gotten angry. If I hadn't gotten angry, Spike wouldn't have thought that he needed to kill my brothers, in fact, he wouldn't even have mutated if I didn't take the mutagen from Donnie and put it in my room.
Raph sighed and started walking towards the kitchen. They said that I didn't need to be afraid. They said that my anger would never control me. And I believed them. After a while, I really wasn't afraid anymore and was my normal self again after being subjected to that stupid fear gas. Then, Slash happened. Raph, arriving at the kitchen, went straight to the fridge and got out an orange. He started to peel it, not caring that the orange peel was falling to the floor.
They said that if it ever was a problem, they would help me control it. An orange peel fell to the ground. And while I did control it and was able to beat Slash, damage was already done. A second orange peel fell to the ground. I lost my best friend, and the others got beat up. Especially Donnie and Mikey. Another orange peel fell to the ground. All because I let myself be angry. A fourth orange peel fell to the ground. They were wrong. I may have some control of my anger, but it's not enough. My family can still get hurt because of it. I need to have more control of it. One last orange peel fell to the ground. But I don't know how long it will take, and I can't take any risk of endangering my family during that time period. Even if they are willing to help me. Raph split his orange in half. I need to leave. As soon as possible.
So, what do you think? The next chapter should be up soon hopefully.
