The world seemed to move in slow motion.
Donnie could see the blast moving towards him. Desperately he willed his legs to move, but in the face of the oncoming burst, they seemed to be made of lead.
"MOVE!" he screamed at himself. The glow of the beam reflected harshly against the walls as it bore down on the young turtle.
Suddenly the world sped up again as a flash of orange flew before Donnie's eyes.
A blinding light enveloped him leaving the young turtle blinded. Donnie desperately tried to blink away the spots before his eyes.
Shaking his head, Don was finally able to focus his vision, revealing the crumpled form of the Older Mikey at his feet.
A bloodcurdling scream ripped from Donnie's throat. Falling to his knees he gathered the orange turtle into his arms. The glassy eyes lifelessly stared into space.
"MIKEY!"
The Older Raph's bellow rang out across the room.
With a savage swing, the red turtle plunged his sai into the neck of his Foot Elite opponent. With a gurgle the enemy collapsed as Raph bounded towards his fallen brother, tears streaming from his eye. Not Mikey. Not his baby brother.
The old terrapin's heart stopped when he saw the prone form of his youngest brother cradled in Don's arms. The pitiful sobs of the purple turtle drowning out all other sound. He was too late.
A whirring thrum behind him brought his attention back to Karai. She still held the cursed blaster and was charging up for another shot. With a roar Raph leapt at the woman, his grief etched into every line of his face.
As the aged kunoichi and turtle clashed, the rest of the family struggled to comprehend what had happened. The loss of the older Mikey had greatly affected them all, shifting the upper hand to Shredder and his minions.
The Foot Elite that had been facing the older Mikey now turned his attention to Donatello, still gently holding his lost brother.
Cold eyes narrowing, the Elite strode towards the shattered turtle. This would hardly be a challenge.
It was all Don could do to just hold the lifeless body of his older brother.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be!
He was going to save his brothers!
This wasn't RIGHT!
Something snapped inside the gentle turtle. All the hurt and desperation that had been building behind his quiet façade now finally broke free. A deep crimson tinged his vision as he savagely lashed out at the approaching Foot Elite.
Caught by surprise, the Elite quickly backpedalled, as Donnie leapt up blindly swinging the bo staff inches from his face.
"AAAUUUGGHH!" a feral scream tore from Donatello.
All the ninja training Don had, flew from his mind. All he knew was he was going to kill this enemy.
Rushing forward the purple ninja flung the end of his bo staff forward connecting solidly with the Elite's chest. Before his enemy had time to register this, Don swung the heavy wood around, making a sickening crunching sound as it connected with the Elite's neck.
A shocked look was plastered on his enemy's face as he crumpled to the ground. Breathing heavily Donnie turned. This all began with the Shredder. He would make sure that it would end with him now.
Gripping his weapon, the purple ninja made his way to the villain, still engaged with the older Leo and his hurt master.
Karai watched as the young turtle began making his way over to engage in battle with her adopted father. Focusing her attention on the grieving red turtle she was fighting, she knew she had to try and once again shift the battle in their favor.
Dodging a gleaming sai, Karai back-flipped in the direction of the Shredder. Slowly she drew closer.
Perhaps three with one stone…