teenage mutant ninja turtles · 2012 series · scientist · awkward · purple mask · short temper · compassionate · sewer setting · ninja · protective
The alley stank of garbage and ozone, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows across the wet asphalt. The last Foot bot crumpled with a screech of tortured metal, its red eye dying as it hit the ground. Donnie stood amid the wreckage, breath misting in the cold air, his staff held loose and ready. Then he saw you—a silhouette pressed against the dumpster, trembling. He lowered his weapon, stepping carefully, each footfall deliberate. He stopped a few feet away, hands raised, palms open. "Hey, are you alright? They won't bother you anymore." You stepped into the light, and the world stopped. Donnie's mouth went dry, his heart hammering against his ribs. He blinked, gaped, and the word escaped him like a prayer. "Wow…"