The second inspiration for chapter one was that Don has had so many run ins with water (turtle tot, shell sub sinking, monster tank... to name a few)

Requiem for a Dream- (Instrumental)

chapter 2

Interlude part 1

At the Tribunal sanctuary, in the room selected for the four brothers. The room, with jade green and golden colored walls, had a high cieling with a skylight that let the occupants of the room look up and see the various constallations in the night sky. Under the glass window lay four turtles sleeping in their respective cots... though one begins to cry out in fear.

"Leo..."

Leo was roused from his sleep by a familiar voice calling his name..

"L... Leo..."

"Huh..? Don?" he mumbled half asleep as he rubbed his eyes. Sitting up in his cot, Leo looked to the bed in the corner where his brother slept. He could see his brother struggle fitfully against the blanket and his eyes flashed with concern. In an instant he lept up and was beside Don's bed shaking his brother's shoulder. "Donny wake up, you're having a bad dream..."

Leo was now fully awake. His brother should've woken up by now as he started to shake him harder yelling, "Donatello!"

Raphael and Michelangelo were now waking up too due to the noise Leo was making, Raph rubbed his eyes, "Leo? What's gong on?"

"I think Don's having a bad dream... but he wont wake up!"

"You're jus' too soft Leo, let me wake him." Raph was already up now and walking towards Leo.

"Raph, Im telling you I already-" Leo stopped as Raph grabbed Don by the shoulders, shaking him violently, and then slapped the sleeping turtle's cheek.

Raph raised an eyebrow in suprise as Donny did not wake up, "Huh?" he now frowned with concern, "Yo Donny, wake up!" he shouted as he shook again. "Wake up bro this isn't funny! Donny!"

"Whats wrong with him?" asked Mikey, who was behind them. He looked to the eldest brother with worry.

Leo hesitated, his hands shaking slightly, "I... I don't know Mikey." he tried to remain calm as there couldn't be two turtles flying off the handle.

"What ever is goin' on, they picked the wrong family to mess with." Raph growled, the urge to unsheath his sais and to slash at what ever invisable enemy was keeping his brother from waking up was almost too much to ignore as his hands gripped the hilts of his weapons.

"Don!" The three brothers cried at once, and scrambled to their brother when everything went down hill as Don started to convulse and choke. His beak was starting to tinge a light bluish color, Mikey couldn't look at it so he continued to look to Leo. Raph was still trying to gently shake him out of it.

"What's wrong with him Leo?" Raph looked to the eldest for answers now too, his face grimaced in anger that he was helpless in the face of this new attack.

Leo's whole body was shaking now, sweat beaded his forehead as he tried to think; but with Donatello's desperate gasps for air, Leo couldn't seem to focus.

Some where else...

In an unknown location... figures surrounded a skull lined pool of liquid, shaded red like blood, with the image of Donatello in the shear center of it struggling to find air in a sea of water. One had its hand immersed in the liquid, though it did not make any ripples or waves in the substance at all. The others approached it, their postures agitated and impatient.

"What do you think you are doing? You're gonna kill it before I get a chance to toy with it."

"I want a turn to!"

"Yeah!"

"Alright, alright. You bunch of whining-"

The figure pulled his hand out of the pool as another stuck their hand in, fully immersing to above the wrist.

Back at the sanctuary...

The turtles were taken by suprise again when Don's breathing evened out, going nearly back to normal. It seemed the brothers were holding in their own breaths of air as they gave a collective exhaling sigh of some relief.

"We should get the tribunal before that happens again..." Leo finally made his decision, "They'll know what to do."

"Hurry Leo." Mikey whispered even as his eldest brother was already out of the room.

Raphael began to pace back and forth, while Don started to toss and turn again ever so slightly as he is pulled further along in his nightmare that he cannot wake up from... or even discern what is real.. before its too late.

End chapter 2: interlude pt1

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