The hot water ran down his body, smoothing his tense muscles but did little to calm his rage. He knew the moment he ran into the two eldest brothers in the sewers this was a mistake. The way they looked at him, with a deep hatred in their heart, even his former best friend, Raphael. He had never see such rage from him before, perhaps he thought he himself had caused Donatello harm.
Neither dared to attack him, even as the purple banded turtle lay bleeding in his arms. Too afraid to cause more harm to him then was needed. "Slash…" the deep unforgiving growl of Raphael broke his thoughts. "Give meh my brother." He moved closer, only causing Slash to step back, returning the growl.
"I will not leave MY mate." He snarled, making an emphasis on the possessiveness. "We ran into the foot, they were looking for him…" he held him tighter in his arms. "We do not have time for this." He turned to Leonardo, the calmer one of the two and leader of their team. "I came here because you are the only ones I trust with his care. Even if you are rival alpha's, I value his life far more then such trivial things. I have already made my claim to his body, you can not deny it."
"I can if we kill you for allowing him to get hurt." His voice was calm, the threat well received. "Stand down Raph, Donnie needs us more than this bastard needs to die." He scuffed and turned to the hot head before he could protect. "We will handle this later!"he watched as the other closed his mouth, knowing he was right. "Just our luck, Mikey has Leatherhead over." He turned toward the lair. "Stay close." He darted off.
Raph looked up at him. "This isn't over." He spat, turning and running off, knowing he would not be far behind.
He watched as the blood swirled down the drain. He could hear Raphael and Michelangelo talking. The orange turtle hand already called the others, more to outnumber him. The Leatherhead could match his strength; he wasn't sure it was such a good idea to be here but where else was he to take him? His brother would be pissed. No doubt he would take it out on Donatello, blaming him for all of this.
Donatello deserved better. He deserved to walk in the sun.
Even as he was falling all he could say was he was sorry. What was he sorry for? He did nothing wrong. Hell if it were not for his quick thinking they would have lost against the foot. Donatello would have been taken and used for the retromutagen, no doubt once they got what they wanted they would have killed him.
His fist clenched. He had been so fucking careless.
Grabbing the nearest towel he dried off, making his way to the door before stopping. He had to get his rage under control. He had to, for Donatello's sake. If he were to hurt any of his brother's or friends he would have no chance of winning his mate's affection. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. "I vow, for you my mate, my Donatello, I shall not hurt anyone you care for." He opened his eyes and opened the door.
All had gone silent. All eyes on him, even those of the two humans. He snarled in disgust and walked to the couch that was currently unoccupied. He said nothing but by the looks on their faces it was going to be a shit storm of questions. Clearly the past few months Donatello was absent was unclear to them. Only knowing he had been taken to another dimension by the Kraang.
It wasn't so much as the stares that angered him, but the godforsaken silence and tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. He chose to speak first, to break the silence. "Any word on Donatello?"
"Nothing you need to be concerned about." Leonardo made his way out of the Dojo. He walked infront of him, slamming his hands on the coffee table. "You have no reason to be here. Get out or we will throw you out."
"I will not leave him." He spoke calmly, trying to keep his vow.
"We all know what ya did ta 'im." Raphael stood behind Leonardo, hand griping the handle of his Sais tightly. "Yous even tried ta kill Mikey!" He could tell that it was taking every ounce of self control he had not to tear into him. Poor Raphael, how badly did he want to end his life in the most grueling way possible? "Why should we even give 'im a chance ta walk?"
"Same reason I am not ripping your throat out now." He raised his eyes to glare into emerald eyes. "A shame you chose them over me, isn't it Raphael. Or is it that you are more upset that he didn't choose you?"
He moved toward him, Sai drawn before being stopped by Leonardo. "Don't take his bait Raph. I am sure Master Splinter will send him out." He backed up, silver eyes just as sharp as the blades upon his back. "After all, the only thing keeping you alive right now is that Donnie told Leatherhead not to let you leave."
Slash rose then, his eyes widened. "He is awake?" he stepped forward prompting Leonardo and Raphael to step back. "Is he okay?! I want to see him!" he moved toward the lab only to be cut off by his three brothers. "Get out of my way!"
"He isn't awake!" Mikey snapped, braver now that his brothers were here with him. "He wasn't awake long either, none of us got to talk to him!" he was uncharacteristically angry. It didn't suit him, having always been the friendly type of turtle.
April stepped in, eyeing him up and down as if to find something. "After what you did to him I am shocked that he cared enough to mention you before passing back out." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "We all know what you did! Leatherhead is mortified by the damage that was done to him and he didn't even begin to examine him fully yet!"
"I've met some real monsters…" Casey thought to his own father, of what he used to do to him. "Gotta say though, you take the fucking cake." How could what LH said be so horrifying to the point that the turtle brothers would dare let this…beast live? Even if Donnie wished it?
Slash growled, a deep guttural rumble, a warning to those who surrounded him. "You all act like you know everything. Like you have me pegged down and figured out…" he backed up, standing at his full height. "You all are so foolish, none of you are worthy of him."
"Ya think you are?!" Raphael pushed past Leonardo. Not caring to stop when his brother placed his hand on his shoulder, he only shrugged it away. "You who kidnapped him?! Who Raped meh little brotha?" he clenched his fist around the handle of the Sais. "You who was meh best friend?"
The dark skinned turtle snapped then. "I NEVER MEANT TO!" he fell to his knees, all eyes looking down at him in shock and confusion. "I never wanted to hurt him…I cared too much for him to want that…" he was letting his guard down, even as they passed judgmental eyes he only wanted them to know and understand that he truly did love Donatello.
"How could you not mean to?!" April asked. She didn't understand it. Not until they heard the sound of metal falling against stone.
All eyes then turned to the hot head. His emerald orbs so wide with the realization. "Da timeline…Its wrong Leo." He looked to his brother, feeling sick to his stomach. "Slash…you…yous got to him during mating season…didn't ya?"
The look on the other's faces only confirmed their worst fears, which they all came to understand now, why Donatello was so easily able to ask for him to stay. The very reason he had told them all over and over again. Slash couldn't help it. Nature took hold and drove him to insanity with a single thought. To blame him would do nothing for they would have to think if they were to have found him during that time. Would they not desire forgiveness from the others?
"I sealed myself in a steel cage at the start of my season…when I came to…it was too late…"
~LRDM~
Leatherhead was greatful Donatello had long ago installed soundproofing within the lab. The screams were muffled and hardly heard. Perfect for patients to sleep stress free. Something Donatello never seemed to do.
The mutant gator cleaned each wound carefully, ensuring he would not get an infection. In some of the wounds were small shards of glass he collected in a nearby tray. Others were old wounds, such as a bruise around his neck that was barely visible. He was malnourished, weak and barely able to breathe on his own. Luckily, the IV drip will help replenish what was lost, providing him with precious nutrients. He knew Donatello would be upset that it was used, stuff like that was very hard to come by but he was sure the others would want him to have the best care the gator could give.
Ringing out the rag, he made his way to his legs. There was no doubt the right leg was broken as it was already discolored and swollen. He would have to set it later after he cleaned him up and disinfected the wounds. Most were small and would not scar. As for his leg, that will take quite some time to heal. There was no doubt in his mind that the olive skinned turtle was going to have a rough road ahead of him.
As he was cleaning his legs, he got far too close to the young turtle's…He blushed brightly and moved his hands away quickly. Trembling slightly as he thought of what Mikey would say…of what Raph would do…Yet he was quite curious. Not in the way most would think. He wanted to know more about the turtle's anatomy to better aid him, scientifically of course. How else could he if he did not see for himself? They would understand right? He spent some time battling himself before he was convinced the proper thing to do would be to check ALL of his patient. After all, Mikey had told him what that beast had done to him. What if he had internal bleeding or damage from such a thing? It would only be the right thing to do.
He grabbed the magnified glass and the custom made speculum, one that the genius turtle had prepared to check their…unique physiology. It took some toying but the light was finally good enough to see everything he needed to. Right off the bat, he noted that his tail was quite small compared to the others and much fatter, odd thing but perhaps just a small influence of the mutation. Using the handle, he was able to spread the opening large enough he could see into it. This earned a small moan of disapproval from his patient. Looking into the walls, his hand shook and he had no choice but to turn away. His eyes narrowed to slits with his growing rage as he tried to get his breathing under control.
The clawed hand trembled as he moved to his detailed notes and began to write his findings. Describing just what was seen upon the inside of his friend's body, using a cotton swab to take samples and even a blood sample just to be sure. He removed the device and continued to clean the wounds.
He set the samples in the machines and let them run, waiting for the results by grabbing casting cloth. It was time to set the broken leg. The larger mutant was grateful that he was asleep. That he would not fell much of what he was going to do. Feeling the swollen appendage, he found where the break was and snapped it back into place, once again earning another moan that was louder than the last. There was little time after he wrapped the wound for him to wait for it to harden.
He took another swab and placed it on the glass slide to examine under the microscope. "As I had feared." He lowered his head. "Unknown internal substance is semen, taken from within patient's cloaca. The sample contains live semen." This meant the last time he was…physical with another was less than 48 hours ago. Further confirming what Michelangelo had said.
Leatherhead sighed as he turned back to wrap the other more severe wounds. As he did, he was greeted with the look of dull coffee brown eyes. "Donatello…" he moved to grab the hand that he was trying to raise. The poor thing was trying to speak, struggling through pain and shallow breathing. "S…S…Sl.." was all he could manage before he grit his teeth in pain.
"You must rest my friend, I will take care of you but you need to rest. You are badly injured…" he could feel him trying weakly to pull him closer.
"Sl..Slash…K..Keep…h…hh…here…" He began to cough, crying out as the motion caused stress and strain upon his shell. It wasn't long before it was too much. His eyes became dim before he lost consciousness again. Sighing he knew what needed to be done.
Standing up he walked to the lab door, opening it only enough for him to walk through with the bucket of bloody water. All eyes turned to him as he walked to the drain and poured it out. Moving to the fresh water pool Donatello created for the lair almost like a well. "He is not in good shape." He looked around to see the mutant that had caused the purple turtle such pain was not present.
"What do you mean?" the small voice came from Michelangelo.
"He has a broken right leg, several cuts cause from the metal net and glass. The break in his shell will heal but it will take much time." He sighed. "There was active semen found in his body and evidence of forceful insemination."
"I'll fucking kill 'im!" Raphael grabbed his Sais and ran toward the bathroom.
Leatherhead was quick to cut him off. "No!" he grabbed his friend by the arm. "Donatello woke only briefly and asked that he stay. I believe he wants you to allow him to be here in peace until he awakens and is fully able to deal with what is going on."
"Why would he…" he grit his teeth and backed down. "Only until Donnie wakes so's we can sort this shit out."
"Was there anything else he said?" Leonardo asked, moving closer with a look of concern on his face that matched the others.
"I am afraid not. I have only begun to examine him. While there is much on the three of you in his medical files there is very little on him." He turned to April. "Even you have far more information in your medical records he keeps." This was possibly due to the fact the others were not medically trained or even knew how or what to look for. "I wish to do all I can to fill in the blanks."
"Forceful…Insemination?" the orange banded turtle thought hard on what that meant. "LH what is…"
"It means he was…not willing to…mate." Leonardo tried to put it gently.
"HE RAPED HIM?!" Those baby blues began to tear up, his lower lip trembled.
"Yes." Leatherhead spoke softly. "I will not know the extent of the damage until I do a full evaluation. Yet from what I see…Donatello put up a fight." He walked to the bucket and picked it up on his way back into the Lab. "Keep Slash here…it's all he asked."
~LRDM~
So a lot was going on in this one. How will they react to this news? What will they do? Leave a review! It gives me life!
Missbille – I love how you are able to break down each fault of the suitors. I like how confident you are in assuming Donnie is carrying eggs. I wonder what lead you to that conclusion. Also thank you for not thinking me crazy lol.
Juanita27 – I love that line as well because I can HEAR him saying that!
Amikame – Donnie is 100% a dreamer and we will find out more on that in later chapters. He will not apologize for such things as he what he is today because of his dreams and ambitions.
Jasmine Wolfheart – you were the last review for years on my story. You were one of the reasons I chose to continue this story! Thank you!
The Butterfly – April…interesting choice that she would be your top pick. I see why you say her but she is still currently with Casey, kinda makes things hard wouldn't you say? She also did feel discomfort at knowing Donnie's secret. That he is a mutated female, a fact his brothers and he himself still don't know.
Until next time my dears!