(A/N: Last chapter, in Donnie's POV. NOT A HAPPY ENDING, AND NOTHING COMING AFTER! Please review!)

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Ironically, we did end up letting Mikey go first.

Raph almost blew a fuse, but Leo talked some sense into him- figuratively at least- and we eventually decided. We knew Mikey was less likely to kill April before the rest of us could have our fun, you see. Mikey's the least sadistic out of all of us. He likes to play with minds, not bodies, since his brain is so messed up. I tried to fix him once, but apparently Leo didn't think I was qualified to perform a lobotomy. Kill joy. What a missed opportunity.

I've tried to fix us all, but nothing ever worked. Except for myself of course. There's nothing wrong with me, not like them.

Anyway, Mikey went first. He dressed her up in his way, but he got bored pretty quickly. Eventually, he got tired of rubbing rat guts in her hair and smearing blood on her lips to lick it clean just to hear her squeal like a pig.

Mikey is weird like that. Screams scare him, but squeals make him giggle. He was all over the place, if you want my opinion. He did things to make her laugh, then did things to make her cry. It wasn't just pain either. He made her listen to his dreams, all the songs he's made up, everything that Raph and the rest of us have done to him over the years. He made her sing, made her hug him. Made her tell him she loved him.

Over and over and over again. I don't know why. Maybe he wanted her to know what it was like to be him daily. Mikey's a mess in the head and after he was done, she was too.

I don't think that would work for me. I don't know how to make someone feel empty. That's what I am- empty. I thought it meant I was bad, as a kid. I thought it was bad that I could never feel... Anything. Sad. Happy. Remorse. Nothing. Maybe an overdose of something like morphine? It's close.

Where was I? Oh yes. Mikey got bored, and then Raph took his place. Obviously, he was a little more... brutal. There was more to watch, at least.

I've been on the receiving end of Raph's idea of fun before. It was interesting to see it happening to someone else. Suffice it to say, there was a lot more noise. I think he got more excited when he found out that she was- well, had been anyway- a virgin. I was a little miffed that he let her scream as much as she wanted. Whenever it was me, he'd choke me almost into unconsciousness. I guess he didn't want her passing out before he was done. He said he would try to write his name on her with bruises. I don't doubt him.

I TOLD him not to break any bones, so that if she died my specimen wouldn't be damaged. I think he ignored me though. I don't see how a hand could be whole after having a foot smash down on it like that, and the human pelvis really isn't meant to take that much brute force. And after I saw her skull connect with the floor THAT hard, I just know she's got a fracture.

Honestly, all he told her to do was swallow. It wasn't that hard. She didn't have to spit in his eye. She was being difficult.

Damn overeager Raphael. Oh well. At least she was flexible, and Raph was happy afterwards, so much that he wasn't even angry when it was Leo's turn. He's a simple kind of mutant.

I'm off the hook tonight. I should thank her.

I was a little more worried about Leo. He can't get turned on unless there's blood and blades involved, and I was sure he was going to lose control and slice a little too deep, or a little too much. I told him before hand what and where he couldn't cut.

That's the thing about Leo. He never talks, so he's a great listener.

Anyway. April didn't scream as much with him. Mostly, she cried, and begged. And bled. A lot.

Seriously, there was A LOT of blood. Leo had a blast. I think he's a closet artist or something, because he did a number on her body- Kanji, English, sayings, pictures. Mikey hung over his shoulder the whole time. He loved it, kept urging Leo to make her "pretty". It was easy too. Her skin is- sorry, was- so milky and pure. The way it slid open along his swords, and the soft little ripping sound it made...

It ALMOST made me feel excited.

Almost.

I know Leo was going nuts over it for a long time though. He was actually happy, and I was almost happy for him.

Almost.

He cut her just enough to get it up, and then he finished what Raph started. Open wounds and sex don't mix. I just KNOW I'm going to be the one to clean up afterwards. I always get stuck with those kinds of chores... Mikey would just finger paint in it.

Hm. Fascinating. Her pain must be excruciating. The shrieks certainly indicate that, because she's howling at a pitch only bats should be able to hear.

He's almost done. I can hear him finishing up now. It'll be my turn soon. I wonder if she's dead.

No, wait, I can hear whimpering. She's alive.

Damn.

Oh, well. I guess we'll try again tomorrow. She's stronger than I expected, I'll give her that. Maybe I'll have a go at her before she's dead, and maybe even after. Who knows? It might be interesting, as an experiment. She always gets so upset whenever I poison the others. I'll have to try out a few new chemicals on her.

Just to see what will happen.

We'll have plenty of time. It's not like anyone will be looking for her. And if they do, they won't be looking down here.

Sometimes I think I can remember a time when we were a real family... A real, normal, loving family. Then one day Sensei vanished into thin air and those memories end in hunger and blood and darkness and pain. We don't know if he died, or abandoned us, or what. We were alone, four six year olds with a half completed home, a book on ninjitsu and a fridge full of rotting food. But we survived, obviously. Leo took over as best he could and we limped through our childhood. I guess somewhere along the line we just... Snapped. Broke. Maybe it was the pressure. Maybe it was the isolation. Maybe it was just festering under the surface like an infection, waiting to show itself. Or maybe it was finally having to resort to eating our own watery vomit to keep from going hungry. I'm not sure.

I stopped feeling, and Mikey went batshit crazy. Raph trapped me in my room the same night Leo tried to commit seppuku.

I think that was the night it became official, when we all just fell apart at once. I wish I could be sad about it, but I can't.

So here we are. We still protect the city, because it was drilled into us since the moment we could breathe. That, we do remember. Every once in a while though, we like to have a little fun. We deserve that much, don't we?

Humans are fun to play with, and there's so many, a few here and there won't be missed. We don't take the important ones- just the lost ones, the lonely ones. The ones no one will miss- criminals, homeless, and the like. Trash, just like us.

April was special, though. April came to US. Pretty, bubbly, wonderful April.

We didn't seek her out. She MUST have seen how damaged we were. She had to. April had time to save herself, and she didn't. Technically, she volunteered for this. She brought it on herself. And there had to be a reason for that.

April won't last much longer. It's a shame, but we'll find a new toy soon enough. We always do.