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Author Note: Master Splinter was a happy adopted father until one day, a horrific nightmare alerts him that something severely drastic has happened to his son Donatello. Meanwhile, young Don does his best to hide what he has done while out on the surface world. It's a darkness within him that he doesn't want anyone, especially not his father, to ever find out about...
Main Cast: Splinter and fourteen year old Donatello. Please Read and Review, thanks!
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Donatello's Darkness
"Hey, Donnie! What'cha doing?" Mikey asked as he peered over his older brother's shoulder while he was tinkering with some metal parts.
"Making something." Don replied absent-mindedly.
"Forget that stupid stuff! Let's you and me do something fun tonight." He was hoping that Don would stop messing around with those pieces of junk and go to the surface so they could ogle at girls undressing in windows.
Mikey had been sneaking topside for days now. But he was tired of going alone. He wanted to share his viewing fun with his favorite older brother while he peeped on unsuspecting female humans.
"Oh, yeah?" Don asked, not looking up from his work. "You want to play another round of 'Smash'em Up'?" While that video game was one of Mikey's all time favorites, he was in the mood for more naughtier things.
"Naw, dude! Lemme just show ya! Come on!" Mikey practically pried Don out of his chair and dragged him away to a different part of the tunnels to get topside. Don dug his heels in when Mikey began to climb a ladder to a manhole.
"Mikey, we're not supposed to go topside!" Don said in a hushed scared voice. The memories came rushing back to him. The fight, the pained grunting from the guy as Don stabbed him to his death, the screaming from that girl.
And worst of all, the evil dark glee the purple clad Turtle felt from taking a life... It all came back hard upon poor Don. He began to back up quickly. Mikey jumped down and grabbed him again.
"Come on, Donnie! It's no biggie! I've been going topside for days now. Nothing bad is gonna happen! You gotta come along with me! PLEEEEASE!" Mikey begged, saying the word 'please' repetitively until Don gave in.
"ALRIGHT! Sheesh, just shut up! I'm coming, I'm coming!" Don cried, pushing Mikey up the ladder. The brothers came out into a dark alley near a fire escape on one side of the two buildings they were sandwiched in between.
"Up we go." Mikey said gleefully and scaled the fire escape in a few seconds. Don sighed in defeat and followed him. 'I-we're not supposed to be up here!' he thought, but kept going up to the rooftop and got beside his little brother, who was already peeping on an anonymous curvy girl undressing near her window.
Don immediately was captured by the beauty of the girl and also watched with great interest. She only had her bra and panties on now. The naughty teens waited in anticipation, but the girl moved out of sight, much to their dismay.
"Damn!" Mikey swore in intense annoyance. "Why'd she have to move away? Last night, she stripped everything off and-"
"Mikey, we shouldn't even be here!" Don cried, coming back to his senses. "Splinter will KILL us!"
"She had the sexiest looking boobs and everything, better than those hags in Raph's outdated porn magazine. If only I could meet her or something..." Mikey wasn't listening so Don began to storm off. The orange clad Turtle finally 'woke up' as he noticed his older brother stomping away.
"Dude, dude! Come back, man! Splinter won't find out or nuthin'! I've got it all figured out! I got this strategy, dude!" Mikey struggled to stop Don in his tracks. He yanked away angrily and glared at his little brother.
"What? YOU have some sort of 'strategy' figured out where Splinter won't know what we have been doing? Ha." Don sneered, hating this. Splinter wasn't stupid. He ALWAYS found out the mischief his children got into, no matter what. They were totally screwed for sure.
"Yeah, look, see." Mikey demonstrated with his hands. "Splinter's real old now and he needs like twenty million naps throughout the day, 'k? I know exactly when he goes to sleep right down to the second! Cool, huh?"
"Mikey! That's such a disrespectful thing to say!" Don was shocked. Mikey waved his hands to 'calm' him.
"Nah, nah! It's not like that, man! Sheesh, why you gotta twist everything and make a big deal out of nuthin' like Leo?"
"I'm going back to the Lair and you should too. If you don't, I'll tell Splinter." Don threatened.
"Wha-?! You asshole! I showed you the best place in the city to see hot babes stripping for free and you're going to squeal on me? You're up here too! You'll get into trouble with me! Is that what you want? End all the fun up here?!" Mikey was getting very upset and angry.
"I want us to be back home and out of trouble. Is that too much to ask?" Don snarled back, baring his teeth. Mikey frowned bitterly with his blue eyes narrowed hatefully.
"Damned party-pooper." Mikey hissed as he shoved past Don heatedly and went back to the manhole. Don followed him and was about to get into the hole when he heard a faint, yet distressed cry. After a short moment another faraway scream for help and then another.
He looked down to see Mikey had left already in seething ire. Don tried to ignore the pleas for help, but the next one was so dire that he raced away to the pitiful shrieks. He came upon a crime scene of a mugger trying to rob a poor elderly lady on a sidewalk, halfway in and out of an alleyway.
Somehow the old lady reminded Don of Splinter and the mugger represented all the evil in the world out to harm his family. The mugger now was callously punching the senior citizen to make her release her purse, which she hung onto with all her might.
Don flew into an instant rage and rushed forward; grabbing the mugger from behind, turning him, and slamming his fist into the man's face. The guy fell to the ground and the little old lady fled quickly, screaming in fright.
The Turtle jumped upon the man and kept ramming his fists into him, hitting with unrestrained fury for a long while. Then sprays of blood made Don's eyes shut to protect his vision. The smell of blood seemed to 'reawaken' something sinister within Don, but at the same time, it made his fear grow and swell, choking him.
"Oh, no...!" he whispered, unable to believe that he had done it again. He killed another human! He leapt off the dead body, now all battered and bruised beyond recognition. Don looked down in horror at his work and then his hands, covered in fresh blood. Again.
Without another thought, he sprinted off to the manhole and back to the Lair. He prayed Splinter wasn't up now. He had to get back to his room and get this blood off before his father saw it. He just couldn't let Splinter find out about this...and that he enjoyed killing again...
To Be Continued in Chapter 3!
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