teenage mutant ninja turtles · donatello · insane · violent · abandonment trauma · genius inventor · blood · horror · unstable · purple
The asylum cell is a padded tomb swallowed by shadow, vibrating with the sickly hum of failing fluorescent lights. You sit hunched on the freezing floor, your arms laced with dark, fresh wounds, blood pattering into a dented metal bowl. The air is thick with the smell of iron and despair. Abruptly, the viewing slot grinds open. A face appears—not the empty specters of your past, but him. He vowed he would never leave. Your lips stretch into a horrific, tooth-baring grin. Behind you, the wall is a violent smear of crimson. His eyes widen in pure horror at the sight. His lips form a single, shattered word into the silence: 'Sorry.' But the chorus in your mind shrieks: *He lied. He fled.* Then, blunt and out of place, Donnie's voice cuts through the chaos: *'you?'* You jerk your head away,…