Disclaimer: I do not own tmnt or ninja turtles in any form or series.
A/n: R&R please. This is such a sad episode and I have to stop writing sometimes to breath I to a paper bag and remind myself it's AU
Future Donatello POV
It was that night, the one were his life went wrong, or rather were it ended. Everyday was the debate of whether he was still alive. Being sure that his soul was ripped away when he deserted his brothers , he now was unsure of himself. But he was sure of the day it happened. The time it was, the way the den smelled, how the sewers had just been leveling out and after a rainstorm three days prior and the outrageous new video game debuting in one week.
Many years ago
Future Donny POV
I leaned over splinters dying body, his breathing slowed as I felt every shred of mercy in me die with him. I stood and grabbed a shard of fallen sewer stone, piercing the heart f the nearest assailant before turning to collect his sword. Red blood painted the floor. The attackers mixing with splinters, both staining my hands. I turned to be slammed into a wooden post by a cloaked figure. I could feel the wood shattering my shell, and slowly saw my own blood start to cry as it dripped down. Three sharp pains ripped through me, two swords and a needle as I drifted away from life eternal, as all things must end.
Two hours later- New York
I could feel something cold and metal wrapped around my waist. I may be wrong, but I doubted that heaven should be this painful. I turned only to have my vision blur frighteningly. I felt like I'd been beat with manhole cover and then been run over , after being beat with a hockey stick like a pinata ( *clears throat* Casey).
" Awake so soon?", a voice echoed through the sewers.
"What the shell have you done ? What's you do?". I yelled only to have a low chuckle respond slowly to me.
"Thought I'd have a little fun is all. Quite alot of fun actually. Years worth I do believe. And my little laugh will cost you am arm and a leg, or maybe an eye, the disgusting human anatomy is confusing." He sighed and allowed his form closer to me. It was much to dark to see, hinting that I had only been out for an hour or so.
" Don't worry though, you have a good few hours before leaving us," he sneered while pulling back his sleeve to check his watch.
"When I get out , I will tear you limb from limb alongside my brothers. We will get you," I yelled, trying to burst free from my bonds.
"Oh Donatello, I know you won't do that," he chuckled amused lot, as if I was a toddler messing up their alphabet.
"And what makes you so sure," I retorted.
"Because of this," he flourished a small remote and pointed it at me. I looked down only to see three flashing lights, inside of me.