Donnie- Insight- Age 11
He could hardly remember when it had happened or the context, but the feeling and following results associated remained prominent amongst his myriad of memories.
It started with a toy (it was Mikeys) too vague to remember the toys physical properties, though his emotions prior to the life changing event was less then spectacular. Given to himself by the youngest to involve him in his pretend world. An attempt to connect himself more with his siblings. He held the fictional realm on a low pedestal, no seeing nor understanding the meaning. His attention wafted from the toy to other things he could be doing, Mikey pressed a button aside the toy in attempt to gain his attention. And gain it had, the bright red light shown through transparent eyes followed by the voicings of heroic deeds.
How?
He turned the object looking for the sound and lights source but to no avail. Finding the speakers on its backside he peeked into it. Focused and still, it was then it happened.
He was no more then an omnipresence, overlooking the toys creation. Watching the process through which the object was created. Its molding and heating, sounding, wiring, painting then packaging it was all here. Its travels thereafter, a home upon a toy shelf then a home. Later to be discarded years later and found by Splinter weeks prior. It continued until now.
He blinked as though waking from a deep sleep. You in hand he stared discombobulated for the previous events, it remained prominent in mind as he stared blankly at the toy. Looking to the small bolts instilled into its back he knew their purpose and how to remove them. He knew everything about the toy.
For months he'd seen his brothers powers become known and grow. Months passed as Splinter taught them lessons of control when using them. Though he usually remained excluded during such lessons until their ninja or academic studies began.
Gaining the youngest attention he smiled
"Think I just figured out my quirk."