~Why does it mean to fear?
why do they call it fear?
why must it so dark?
why it had to be this way?
Why did it, had to happen to me?
To my brothers?
when will it all end?~
(written by tammy ryan; 28.9.2014)

~Chapter two-broken bonds~

Since master splinters death, the four brothers had gone their different directions. Following a different path but each faced a dark journey and continuously looked over their shoulders of the dark secret, forever creeping upon them. Their father's death had deeply, scared them in ways unimagined. Each one, progressed in their own way as their bond was no more and couldn't be around one and another without facing a face off, bicker or physical assault.

They all carried a secret, which had kept to themselves and wished never to speak of as they try to rebuild their lives, piece by piece. Never expecting to learn that sooner or later, they will be brought back together by one that may heal their family while another had caused them pain over time. Suspicions of whom, what and how their father demise was plotted and covered up.

Accusing eachother of the old rat's death, as each one denied the outcome. If only they knew the truth before it was too late.

~meanwhile, Donatello's laboratory~

The purple clad terrapin, had managed to create a professor career for himself that was organised only for those, non-human. Aka mutants. Before leaving the laboratory and going to the kitchen, making himself something to eat for breakfast when he was approached by a light green skinned female that stood beside him; holding a bag. "I am leaving, Donatello and I am taking skins."

Turned to face her, whilst sat in his chair. Looking up to her and replied. "Where would you be going to, Rain? As this is the safest place for Skins; you know that."

"Heh, in this filthy hell hole? Skins is forever getting sick in this place." Rain snapped. "What is that, you expect me to do, rain? If you hadn't notice, we cant live like the humans can up on the surface." Donatello hissed back, trying to educate his feisty ex-mate. "Don't you think that I know that, Donatello?" rain roared, deeply grinded her teeth. "I don't think you even remotely look at the bigger picture when it comes to our daughter's safety and well being." He informed, concerned for his offspring's wellbeing. Rain growled with frustration and rose her hand to slap his cheek; Donatello had fastly grasped her wrist, stopping her as he too growled. "Don't even think it, rain."

"Let me go, Donatello." Rain hissed, taking her wrist out of his grip as she broke free then walked out; taking young skins with her. Donatello leaned over his knees, holding his head within both palms and harshly sighed with a heavy exalt. His phone vibrated and lit up, the caller ID presented as Kar jones-sai. Answering the call, and agreed to meet up with the terrapin/werewolf hybrid before going to work.

Rain left the lair with their daughter, taking all she could carry then strapped skins in the back before driving out. Not long afterwards, Donatello had went to meet up with his nephew, Kar. Waiting at the house, not far from the lair as it was only temporarily until the young terrapin/wolf hybrid could manage his way of survival.

Kar had to manage of surviving on his own, due to his father; Crimson had been abusing him and his mate. Donatello had noticed the bruises soon he met with his nephew. "What happened, Kar?"

"Nothing, uncle Donnie." Kar answered, rubbing his forearm. "He came back drunk again didn't he?" Donatello asked then signed when Kar remained silent. "Come on, kiddo. I gotta to work, so want to come along?" Donatello offered, with a smile. Kar glance brightened with glee and nodded, following instantly.

To be continued in chapter three

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