Ah, another chapter! This shall be most rewarding! Well… (gulps) I hope it will. I didn't realize how many Donny fans were out there…

(on knees) Please, God, don't let me fail!

Wait, I'm sure I'll be fine. I have yet to get a bad review (Don't get any ideas, people!), unless you consider pointing out spelling and grammar errors bad.

Now, let's begin the story!

Disclaimer: Well, the voices in my head are telling me that I do, but everyone else says I don't own the TMNT.

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Once in a while, I'll just sit down and watch my brothers. We're so much alike; yet, we're all completely different.

Raphael is can be so reckless, that it's downright scary sometimes. That temper of his gets him in a lot of trouble these days; and it usually drags us along with it. But Raph is a good guy. I honestly think you can search the universe without finding someone as loyal as him. Okay, that may be an exaggeration, but it's true to some extent.

Raph's loyalty often gets forgotten though. Somewhere between his tough-guy attitude and going topside with Casey, my brothers and I tend to disregard that.

Also, Raph has shown a lot of wisdom. Really, he has. He always comes through when we need him. When Raph's gone, it's not like he's up there, slicing thugs into little people. He can show restraint and he often does. I think that's one of the reasons why he goes topside without us. Brothers can be a pain sometimes.

When you think about it, my brother Leo is a lot like Raph, in some points. Both are extremely devoted to what they value. They both can't stand being held back, though they continuously do so to each other, and neither one of them like to lose an argument. Trust me on that one. I should know. Despite their similarities, they argue, with words as well as fists, so often. I really wish they wouldn't.

Raph and Leo are also the better of the four of us when we're training. Leo has speed while Raph has strength. Mikey's naturally athletic. I guess I got skipped in that department, huh?

Anyways, my brother Leo has his own qualities as well, just like we all do. He's not completely like Raph and I'm glad he isn't. Can you imagine having two Raphaels around? Yikes!

Leo is, as you must already know, a natural leader. He's a remarkable swordsman, and a good listener, too. However, if he has any hobbies besides Ninjitsu, he must hide them. I don't think I've ever seen my brother do anything for his own pleasure. Then again, he really does enjoy training.

However, like Raph, there's somethings about Leo that we forget to see sometimes. We're always seeing him as critical, assertive, a perfectionist. But he really cares about us. The only reason why Leonardo acts the way he does is because he doesn't want to see us get hurt.

That's probably because he's been hurt. One of Leo's faults is that he can be too trusting. That's how we ended up getting involved with the Shredder, though I'm sure we would've gotten caught up in his web of terror eventually. After him came Karai. Despite how many times she's helped us, and vice versa, she still continues to serve the Shredder. And I think Leo feels guilty about that.

As for Mikey, what can I say? If you're in a bad mood, his cheerfulness can be contagious. Even if it doesn't fix your problem then and there, it usually helps. Unless you're like Raph, in which case it usually annoys.

And who can forget his sense of humor? Mikey's always ready with a joke or a pun. He's also always ready with a prank on one of us. I can still remember the time he put a worm in all of our drinks back when we were seven. And that's including Master Splinter. It's kinda funny now, but back then, we all wanted to pulverize him. Actually, Raph still wants to pulverize him.

One of the more admirable qualities of Michaelangelo is that he will take up an interest in just about anything, no matter how short that fascination may last. He asks a lot of questions about my inventions, and I don't really mind answering them. It's a good way of thinking out loud. Curiosity is one of the traits the two of us share.

But then, as I said before, Mike's a natural athlete, which should make training all that easier for him. But Mikey tends to slack off sometimes. He would prefer to watch movies or read comic books.

I, however, enjoy the scientific arts. Unfortunately, that's all people usually see me as. The smart one. The resident medic.

Is that all I am? No, I don't think so. I'm more than a genius.

I have my own feelings on certain matters. For example: fighting. When you've practiced Ninjitsu all of your life, it's pretty hard to avoid it. But it doesn't stop me from trying.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm really glad that Master Splinter taught us Ninjitsu. It's reallycome in handy. Especially lately. But, it's not something I take pleasure in doing. Raph enjoys all, or most, of the battles we get in to. Then again, he's the warrior of the family. Leo says we all are, and I guess he's right. But it's just so hard to believe…

When you really think about it, there's a difference between a warrior and a fighter. A fighter is a champion; someone who enjoys a good conflict and goes out looking for one. More importantly, looking for victory. A warrior is brave. When they've entered a contest of might, they fight for survival, though they wouldn't mind letting their opponent live. They're often defined as fearless, though I know that can't be true. Everyone has fear. At least, everyone I've ever met does.

I have fears. When I was young, I was afraid of the thunder. Lightning wasn't so bad. I could see the lightning; but the thunder was an invisible force, ready to attack me at any time. And lightning usually stayed up on the surface, where it couldn't get to me. But thunder traveled down through the sewers to me. It wasn't until one day, when I was a little older that I figured out that the thunder occurred at the same time as lightning. Since light travels faster, it reaches us first instead of the thunder.

Oops. Sorry. Well, I guess that could be your science lesson for the day, huh? Anyways, now my fear is losing my family, it being my fault. Ever since we met the Shredder, my brothers and I have been getting hurt more and more. And since I'm the medical expert of the family, in the modern areas, it's usually my job to take care of my brothers when they get hurt. Master Splinter and April usually help, but it's still mostly my duty.

I've dealt with small things like small cuts and sprained ankles, to big things like poison and busted ribs. The things is, when you're in a medical situation, you're not supposed to let the patient or anyone else know that you're scared. It's supposed to help them.

But that's just a mask I've worn to cover my terror. It's my duty to help my brothers when they get hurt. One false move and I could set them on the course to death? Do you have any idea how frightening that is?

Maybe you do, maybe you don't. Either way, it's not something I like to think about.

So, we've covered what people see me as, the genius and medic. So, you're probably wondering what it is that I am.

I am a helper. All I've really ever wanted to do for my family, friends, and everyone else out there is to support them in any way I can. Like when Leo and Raph get angry with each other. Those two can be upset for hours after a dispute. I try to do everything I can to calm them down. Talking usually helps.

I am also a dreamer in some ways, I guess. You see, science and technology are always involving new ideas. There's so many things I could do in the future, and I have so many plans.

However, it's very unlikely that that's gonna happen anytime soon. I seriously doubt that I'll be at some great think tank in the future. Well, not as a scientist. Probably as an experiment.

That's something I never understood. The people of today thrive on differences, but only if it fits their standards. There are still people who discriminate against others, just because of how they look or think.

I wonder what they'd think of us. Not highly, of course. What a shame. My entire family is so unique, and not just in appearances. If we were like other teenagers, we'd be considered very mature for our age. Even Mikey! Honestly, how many teenagers do you see that actually want to practice for hours? How many can build a submarine? How many have been to several planets out of this solar system, not to mention dimensions and time periods? Not many at all.

And the world above us, the one that doesn't live in the sewers, will never know about us. When we die, no one will remember us. It'd be as if we never existed. There's no peace, even after death. If the government were to get hold of our bodies, well, we'd no longer have bodies.

They'd look at us instead of looking at everything we've accomplished. They wouldn't see that we're a lot like them. They wouldn't see that I'm more than my intellect. They wouldn't even know how smart I am, or was.

If only mankind could get past the image of normalcy, right and wrong, that it has in mind. It doesn't matter what we look like. Someone with black skin, someone with blue eyes, a child, even a mutated turtle all have one thing in common. We all share the only color that matters, the only one that would be dangerous to see missing from our being.

My brothers and I share that color with the rest of the world. Without it, my thoughts would be non-existent and useless. What is it?

The color of life. The color of blood.

If I can't make them see that, who can? How can they see how individual we really we are?

How can they see that there is more to a turtle named Donatello than meets the eye?

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Well, guys, I really don't think that chapter measured up to Mikey's, even though I am quite proud of it.

So, what'd ya think? Oh, I fear the reviews! (huddles in a corner) So many Donny fans… so many Donny fans…

Okay, I'm gonna go work on Dead of Night. I just realized how long it's been since I updated it!

Now, when I get back to this story, who will it be on?

(silence)

Does anyone know? Oh, c'mon people! This should be easy! Fine. I'll give you a hint. If I save my favorite character for last, then the next chapter will be written from the point of view of… Raph!

I'll try to get to it soon. Hey, guess what? I just thought up another story! It's a one-shot. But I'm afraid to post it. Don't get me wrong, I think it's one of my best ideas, but it makes me sound like a hypocrite. Well, you'll see when I get it up, eventually. So you know, it's a tragedy.

Okay, I'm done now. I'll update soon. (clasps hands) Please do the same!