Donny collapsed against the wall and slid down to the floor... Covered in his brothers blood his skin was more red than green... His breath came in deep gasping pants and his eyes were closed... Still he could see the torn flesh and the ruptures and the stitching... That was by far the worst operation,,, the hardest thing he had ever done... He had been working for nine hours straight... Long after Splinter and Vinny had collapsed from exhaustion he had continued working... Now both brothers lay unmoving and still but alive on the tables... The floor was coated in a caked and drying layer of red... Shredders knives and severed hand lay discarded by the door... The police would surely be here soon... But there was no way to move his brothers without killing them...
And then there was Mikey...
He was unstable and had a terrible fever when he had left... His little brother needed him... And he wasn't there...
Donny shut his eyes against the tears...
Maybe it was the lack of sleep, the loss of blood or simply the frantic motion of an exsausted mind, but in this moment Donny was filled with a deep and bitter hatred of his elder brothers ... He felt no guilt or remorse for this pure loathing of his siblings... They had tried to abandon him and the rest of their family... They were the cause of all this pain and anguish... They were to blame...
He looked over at the machines keeping them alive...
Raphs eyes moved under their lids... His plastron rose and fell slowly...
Donny gritted his teeth together...
No, Raph was not responsible for this decision... He wouldn't have done any of this on his own no matter how angry or hot headed he got...
No, Leonardo was to blame... This was all his fault...
Maybe it was a good thing... Maybe it was for the best if Leo didn't wake up...