Disclaimer: I don't own Ninja Turtles, just Samoa

Mikey began twitching. A little at first, then it started progressing. His body was contracting into itself and something blue-green was flowing out of him. It was like liquid being squeezed from a wash rag.

"Mikey!" Donny exclaimed in horror

Throughout their talk with Samoa she'd just been trying to pinpoint where exactly they were. Neither of them had even noticed her creeping closer to them until it was too late. There was no way Donatello was going to lose his last remaining brother. Taking a page out of Raph's book he abandoned caution and aimed a kick at her head. Samoa easily dodged and struck his plastron. Donny could've sworn there was a blue-green flash before he went curreening backwards. It felt like a part of him had been torn away. Samoa had been distracted enough to let go of Mikey, though. Which had been the whole point. Donny chanced a glance at his younger brother and was happy to see that despite the expected injuries Mikey was still breathing.

Donny then turned his attention back to Samoa and he felt an overwhelming sense of anger at her for what she'd done to his family and friends. To think that this was the same little girl who used to go around clinging to Mikey's old teddy. Now thanks to her Mikey was lying on the ground in need of some serious medical attention. Donatello had to get them both out of there, help Mikey, and see if there was anything he could do for the others. Unfortuneatly there was no way he'd be able to get Mikey and himself out of there safely with the injuries Samoa had given them.

"Mr. Donatello. Are you and Mr. Michaelangelo still there?" It was like her voice was saying, 'Please don't leave me.' Then she gave a bit of a half smile. "I know you are. Now that I've tasted your spirit I can sense it."

Donny began to quietly make his way to the other end of the room, intending to get her attention as far away from Mikey as possible. He had to think of a plan and fast. There had to be something about Samoa that he could use against her, but what?

"It hurts too much."

Donny could remember her saying.

"Psysho? I can't help what I'm born as."

Those had been her words just a few minutes ago. Something about those two sentences were nagging at him. He tried to think through their conversation. Of course.

"What was it like?" Donny risked talking "Feeling that way? I don't think I could've stood it."

"What do you mean?"

Donny could tell that she was just humouring him for her own gain.

"Even if you don't remember anything after you feed you obviously do now. So I know you remember telling me that something was hurting. I kept wondering what until now."

Donny kept a careful watch on Samoa to make sure she didn't come too close. He knew how foolish it was to keep talking, yet he needed to.

"You said you were locked away. It must have felt pretty terrible never being able to go out for an ice cream, or visit the park, not even to have your parents scold you for worrying them."

"You really think I care?" She said dryly

"Yes."

"I don't. I've never needed such stupid things."

"Yes, you did. I feel bad for you and I can understand why you would do all this," Donny barely managed to get out of the way of a book Samoa threw at him and luckily enough she hadn't been alerted to his exact location

"But it's still wrong and I hate you for what you did to my family. You're used to that though, aren't you?"

Samoa had the slightest reaction and Donny could tell that he'd managed to get under her skin.

"Even in the sewers I had my brother's and Master Splinter so I've never really known what it's like to feel as alone as you must have. To have no one like that."

It was becomming increasingly hard to talk to her. Samoa was getting more and more desperate to get him to shut up. Unfortuneatly she was becomming so aggressive Donny was barely managing to keep his distance. A few times Samoa came way too close to having him cornered and Donny had to fight breathing sighs of relief at the very narrow escapes.

"Master Splinter cared for us, while your parents said you were terrible things." Donny knew it was harsh, yet he felt like he had to say it and Samoa needed to hear all this

She looked like she was either trying to block out him, or some awful memory he'd brought up for her.

"Shut up." Samoa growled venomously

"Samoa, you're a very strong willed girl. You must've fought so hard until your heart was pushed beyond its limit."

"I said shut up!"

"When a person is told something often enough they eventually start beleiving it. So you began beleiving yourself to be everything your parents said you were."

Samoa smirked and turned around walking in the opposite direction towards Mikey. It felt like every system in Donatello's body had sped up.

"If you're there Mr. Michaelangelo must be here. Never will I-I will ner-never understand why people make such tat-attak-attatchments."

Donatello didn't care what it took, there was no way he was losing the only brother he had left. Donny charged her throwing anything he could find. He even tried heaving an old table at her. Samoa dodged all of them quite gracefully, yet it succeeded in slowing her down. So he did the only thing he could. No matter what Samoa would make sure she'd get one of them and there was no way he'd let it'd be Mikey. Donny stood between them. Assumming Samoa was telling the truth about only needing one of them then at least this way Mikey would be spared.

Donatello could feel himself becomming weaker until he'd collapsed on top of Michaelangelo. He should've been stuck in the same condition as Raph, but Samoa was obviously toying with him.

"I'll prove to you how wrong you are." She told him determedly

"I know I am." Donny could barely speak and as he did he didn't recognize his own voice "Because you decided on it. No matter how unwilling giving into those descisions you were, you still made your choices."

This was it. Donny was about to die. He closed his eyes trying to find one last sense of peace before going. Then he felt something heavy on top of him pushing him into something too soft to be his brother. Carpet, Donny realized, and panic overtook the turtle as he figured out what'd happened. Mikey had woken up enough to use every last bit of strength he had to get on top of Donny and block him. Donny was shaking with the force of the shock, but there wasn't time for it to last.

They'd been fighting in a condemned building and it couldn't take it. The place was falling down around them. There were so many noises around her that Samoa didn't know what to do. She went this way and that in a total panic trying to find a way out. Despite all his efforts to stay awake for fear of slipping into a coma Donny passed out.