I've been reading the reviews and I've noticed everyone commenting on one thing

Leo not having enough angst towards accidentally killing (now) fake Mikey.

And after going back and rereading it, Everyone is right, And i thank you for telling me.

The many people who told me! Just kidding! X)

So to make up for it!

I am going to write another story with all the angst you can handle!

It will be called "Dream Brother", It will be up soon!

Anyway enough ranting

Enjoy!

I own NOTHING!

Chapter 14

Donatello's POV

Don stared at the computer screen, Feeling as if his insides were shaking. He slowly reached out toward the power button and turned off the computer. He knew what happened, A psychotic doctor went crazy and released a poison and killed many people, Then stole one of his scientific friends inventions intending to kill himself, But instead turning himself into a black smoke that changes shape and makes people see things that's not there.

It seemed like a long shot and almost impossible, But Don has seen it with his own eyes. What was this invention, How was it made to the point of turning people into a black smoke and chainging them into shape shifters. It had to be impossible.

Don had to find information about that invention, He turned the computer back on and scanned through the documents. Searching for anything relating to friends or scientist. There! List of close friends and address's. He clicked on it and searched through the list. Searching the occupations, He found one that stated scientist.

Richard Glick
1345 Suncrest Drive
Scientist

It had to be him, There was no other person who was a scientist. He wrote down the address on a nearby piece of paper. Then a newspaper clipping caught his attention. He picked it up and read the big words written across it.

"End of days for humans"

His stomach knotted, The words were rather disturbing. But he read the small print.

"Recent events have lead us to believe that humanity is hanging on a thread. A unknown gaseous form has taken the lives of over 85% of the population. The remaining have gone into hiding. The gaseous form has taken form of other people and brutally murdered them."

Don threw the newspaper down, Not wanting to continue to read. He grabbed the paper and stuck it in his belt and stood up. He looked for an exit. He found a door and walked up to it, He slowly opened it and looked inside. He breathed in relieved to find a staircase. He ascended up the stairs.

After climbing a few stories, He came up to a door. He opened it and saw nothing but darkness, with the exception of a few lights on the ceiling. He walked in and felt tracks on the ground. He was in a subway tunnel. Great. Now he has to walk to the nearest station.

He sighed and began to walk in a random direction, Seeing only a little bit of light. He tried to squint in the dark to find any source of light. The only light was coming from the little bulbs hanging from the ceiling. The tunnel actually kind of creped him out. He heard little rats walk on the sides, He thought he heard little kids laughing.

Then he felt the floor begin to rumble, He froze, Feeling the rumbling get harder and harder. He tunred around and saw a light get brighter and brighter. Then he saw a big piece on metal emerge from the darkness and sped right toward him.

He ran as fast as he could down the railroad tracks. His chest was pumping like never before, His feet were going as fast as he could, But it wasn't fast enough. He felt the air coming from the train on his skin. He felt like he has been running forever, But finally, His legs gave out and fell forward with a thud. Covering his head and closing his eyes.

He opened his eyes, Not feeling the train roll over him. He looked up, He was engulfed in the stations bright lights. He looked behind him, Not a train insight.

"God damn it doctor" He said, He felt it was necessary to call him doctor. It actually made him chuckle. HE got up and jumped onto the platform. He was heading toward the stairs.

"Hello Donatello" He heard a voice say

He turned around and looked at the tall, lean man in the doctor coat on the other side of the station.

"You" Don said, Actually scared

"So...You know my little secret"

"You're a sick man, And me and my brothers are going to take you down and get out of this hell hole" Don said

"But you see, You're brothers aren't here anymore, It's just you...And me"

"What are you talking about?" Don asked

"You're brothers found a way to get out of here, Without you, they don't need you"

"That's not true"

"Yes it is actually, They don't need you, You're worthless" Dr. Coplan said

"NO!" Don screamed and ran up the stairs and into the city, But Dr. Coplan appeared out of nowhere in front of him, Pointing a gun at him.

"I'm sorry Donatello, I can't let you go" Dr. Coplan said, Pulling the trigger.

At first Don thought that the doctor was going to turn to black smoke and disappear. But he felt the sharp and agonizing pain in his chest, He fell back on the stairs, Rolled down and hit the ground hard. He looked back up the stairs and saw no one, Then glanced down at the bullet wound, Seeing a hole and blood pouring out of it.

"Oh god..Oh god damn it" He said falling back, Staring at the ceiling. Feeling the blood roll down his chest. He breathed in and out, But it was getting hard. They became short and quick breaths. He looked back up at the ceiling, Seeing a black border form around his sight.

Don was so close, To taking down this sick bastard. It wasn't fair. This was a war. And him and his brothers were losing this unwinnable war.