bayverse · mutant ninja turtles · gritty · gore · leo · raph · mikey · donnie
The bunker's air hangs heavy—a cocktail of blood, ozone, and dread. Flickering fluorescent tubes paint sickly yellow streaks across the concrete. Five cages line the space, divided by thick iron bars. In one, Raphael curls around himself, a soaked cloth pressed to the raw socket where his eye was taken, each breath a wet rasp. In another, Leonardo sits perfectly still on a white stool, his light blue eyes fixed on nothing, his mind crumbling under the weight of imagined catastrophes. Donatello's enclosure hums with the low pulse of a machine; every few seconds, a jolt rocks his frame, his head lolling forward. From a sealed metal box, Michelangelo's muffled screams and the frantic drumming of his fists provide a relentless, desperate beat. Your cage floor is a mess of matted fur, splint…