The Troubled Violet
Chapter 12
Baxter Stockman evilly laughed in delight seeing his creation attack his family, with no regrets. Razar gave out some chuckles as he watched through the screen. Donatello's little brother was completely terrified of him.
"Now for the punishment." Baxter said, turning off the signal.
Donatello struggled against his brother's grips. He was about to kill Michelangelo, and nothing was going to get in his way! He growled and used his metal covered knee to kick Leonardo in the stomach, causing him to groan in pain but he kept his grip.
Donatello's anger just washed away and his red eye stopped glowing. He stood still before falling to knees and let out a tired gasp, pain shooting through him. Leo and Raph let him go.
"What the hell was that Donnie!?" Raph yelled out.
"Yeah Don, you almost killed Mikey!" Leo said, for once agreeing with Raph. Donnie saw everything that was happening, he just couldn't control himself, it was like he was a toy, being messed with for someone else's entertainment, and he knows whose. The pain that everyone was going through couldn't compare to the emotional pain he was going through, something forcing him to hurt his little brother, his only little brother, since he was the one who always tried to lift his spirits since he came home, it hurt him more than it would the others.
Donnie looked up at Leo, tears in his eyes threatening to stream down his face. The look he gave Leo caused him to get down on his knees to wrap his brother in a hug.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself." He kept repeating to Leo, tears wetting Leo's shoulder and shell. Donnie was hurting in so many ways it almost seemed impossible. Master Splinter watch Donatello as he held onto Michelangelo. Mikey had blood all over him and he was also crying, but not as much as the intelligent turtle.
Leonardo rubbed Donatello's shell, trying to calm him down as he continued to repeat himself with his sad shaky voice. Leo didn't know what was going to happen, and he didn't care and the moment, all he needed to know was that one of his youngest brother needed comfort.
April came in through the door, skipping school, wanting to check up on Donnie. She walked in with a smile on her face, wanting to train with Splinter, Casey behind her, kind of concerned for his friend.
"Hey guys how have things been while- Donnie?" April question, running to Leo and Donnie's side. "What happened." She asked.
"I don't know, one minute Donnie and Mikey were going to be training in a while, then Donnie goes on murderous and tries to kill him, then he just drops to his knees and then this." Leo explained, still rubbing his brother's shell. Donnie clung to Leo tighter. It wasn't normal for Donnie to cry, he grew out of that when he turned 8, and when he did cry it was just a few tears. For him to cry this bad, something terrible must have happened, and Leo didn't blame him. Well he did cause he just hurt Mikey for no reason, and is now acting all innocent.
Casey awkwardly stood in the doorway, smirking seeing his least favorite turtle crying like a baby, but a little jealous since April was giving him attention.
Donnie pulled away from Leo's embrace slowly, his head low, eyes closed, and the tails of his mask on the left side of his neck. He kept his head low, he couldn't look at anyone, and didn't want to to for that matter. The whole room stayed quiet for what seemed like hours. Nobody moved, until Donatello quickly got to his feet and bolted from the room, not before taking a Bo staff with him.
"Donnie!" April called out, getting to her feet.
"Go." Splinter said. His sons, April and Casey looked at him. "He is experiencing emotional trauma, who knows what he will try to do." Splinter said, looking down at Mikey. "You will stay here Michelangelo so I may tend to your wounds." He said to him.
"But I want to help find Donnie." He tried arguing.
"No.'' The ninja master said sternly. "You must be tended to, before you get worse." He explained, much to Mikey's disapproval. And with that, the two turtles and two human allies took off to find the purple masked, metal covered turtle.
"That turned out better that I though Stickman." Razar said, with a heart smile as he watched through the screen that Donatello ran away from his dojo.
"Zztochman." Baxter corrected. "Yezz, at the right time, Donatello will return to hizz true mazzter." He said. "But itzz not time yet." The mutant fly said. He looked to the screen to see that Donatello was looking to the ground, preventing them from seeing where he was.
"Looks like he's smarter than we through." The mutant wolf growled out with anger.
"Yezz, perhapzz he zzhould put plan into action a tad zzooner." The fly man replied.
Donatello kept his head down, he did it for two reasons. He didn't want tears running down his face because he hated that feeling, even as a kid, and he knew he was being watched, through his own eyes, seeing everything he sees, much like his Spy roach.
He stopped at a ladder and quickly climbed his way up. He jumped into the nearest fire escape and quickly made his way up. Once he got to a roof top, he took a few seconds to catch his breath before he began to scream, yell, and cry, and he didn't even care of people heard him. He was angry, sad, guilty, depressed all balled into one. He's been turned into a robot, can be controlled and he was forced to hurt it little brother.
He took his staff and sung it like a bat and knocked a satellite dish off the poll. He did that for about a minute, and the entire roof was a mess. He destroyed anything that could break. He eventually started trying to just rip the metal right off his body, but it just evolved into more pain. He grabbed onto the wires on his throat and tried to rip them off, until the orange crystal in his chest popped out. Donnie looked down at it real quick before he leaned to the right and fell, with no control over his body, as if he was in with narcoleptic gas, and fell asleep.
