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Ninja Showdown

Who: Donatello (

brain_behind_purple ), Michelangelo (

hot_nunchaku_fury ) and Mikey's Salamon.
What: Mikey confronts Donnie due to him cutting open Leatherhead’s arm.
When: Backdate to October 15th, around mid-afternoon.
Where: Donnie’s apartment in the Love Crest District

[He had a bad feeling a very bad feeling. So far things had been fine, no one suspected that he was planning to kill Mikey. But he was worried now, as enjoyable as making Leatherhead suffer was, he was worried that the former mutant would tell everyone now. He didn't care what everyone thought of him, and he knew how to make Mikey doubt that he purposely did anything. But that didn’t mean that he wasn't worried that his younger brother would realize that something was off and come looking for him.

But he wasn’t overly-worried, in fact Mikey coming to him would make it easier for Donnie to get the job done. Right now, Donnie was merely working on blueprints for a huge project that he wanted to start on once his plans were complete. All he needed to do was wait for Mikey to come, then he could end his life. He would hold off on doing the same to Leatherhead, he could suffer with losing the one he loved for a while. Besides he had something else he needed first, but getting rid of his stupid little brother would come first.

Yes, soon he will be rid of the annoying brat forever. Michelangelo always got to be happy. Why did he get to have love and joy in his life while in this good for nothing world while he had to suffer and end up heartbroken? Why did he have to endure so much mental torture while the only thing Mikey had to endure was a brief fit for feeling excluded? He pressed down on his pencil hard at this, breaking off the tip. He quickly calmed, there was no need to be angry. Because soon, the boy would be suffering. Even if he failed to kill him, the betrayal will still be clear. Mikey would still be devastated that his older brother did what he did.

And that was enough to get Donnie to smile gleefully. ]

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[Oh, he wasn't giving up. How adorable. But seeing him pained was nice to see, no as a matter of fact it was lovely.

He didn't dodge the kick, which knocked him to the side, He kept on his feet however, and quickly thrust the blunt end of the staff forward, launching it straight into Mikey's face. He then swung it hard into his side, smacking him into the nearby shelf hard enough that a few books fell off it.

He thrusted it into the back of Mikey's neck hard, making sure that he couldn't move.]

What's wrong otouto? Still can't accept that I'm your dear older brother? Hmm? [Pushes harder] Well too bad. The Donatello you knew is dead, and he is never coming back. But don't worry, I'll make your your reunited with him... in the afterlife.

[The smack to his face hit and hit him hard, his mouth tasting of iron and bile for a moment as he stayed where he had landed, stunned from the hit.

Then the bo staff was being pressed against the back of his neck, fortunately he wasn't in a position where that pressed his throat against the shelf he had hit but instead it dug the shelf edge against his collar bone.

Something in him seemed to shut off, maybe it was the last feeble attempts at his mind to comprehend this right now, or maybe it was his ability to care that this was his brother, at least in some part.

With barely a whisper of sound he released the trigger in his own weapon, changing it into its kusarigama form. Then he launched the weighted end that held the chain up and behind him, his goal to ensnare one of Donatello's hands where it held the bo staff, if not then at least catch the staff and pull it off of him by pulling it all to the side. As he tried that he kicked up and back, hoping to get the form behind him in the stomach with the heel of his foot.

Before that was even completed he was preparing to roll away in the opposite direction as he pulled the bo staff toward.]

Don't.

[Donatello waited for a move to be made, and realized that it was coming when his hand was grabbed by the kusarigama chain. He just looked down at it, as though curious. When he felt a kick in his stomach, he grunted before he growled a bit.

Then he felt Mikey trying to pull his staff forward, trying. Donnie pulled back his weapon, only to instead pull back on the chain ensnaring his hand. He stood as he did so, pulling Mikey forward and grabbing him by the hair. He gave a harsh tug before throwing him hard into the floor.]

Wow, you really are pathetic. An idiot and a worthless fighter. Then again, I've always kn won that. [Wraps the chain off] his hand] Heck, I even warned you that this could happen. Forgot, huh? Heh, that shows just how worthless you really are.

[Not expecting that response Mikey was easily knocked off guard, and within a moment found himself being grabbed by the hair, then thrown to the ground. He only hand enough time to bring an arm up to cushion his head as it came down, instinct telling him to bring up the one without a weapon, and so he cried out again as his already injured slammed against the floor.

Words, too many of them trying to get out, were lodged in his throat as he looked up at Donnie with a frustrated expression. He wanted his real brother back, and this wasn't working out to his advantage. He still didn't want to really hurt his brother, and that was stopping him from attacking him effectively.

He didn't even notice a few angry tears well up and quickly soak into his mask, darkening the bottom edge of the eye holes.]

Aww, your crying. How cute. I wonder if I can make you cry even more. How about we find out.

[With that, he grabbed Mikey by the tails of his mask and forced him onto his feet. He let go, but jsut as quickly began slamming hsi staff int him. He didn't stop, just sending blow after blow, jab after swing, blunt end to bladed end. He didn't relent, enjoying every single second that the weapon connected to his brother.

Finally, he let Mikey hit the ground, but he wasn't done yet. Moving fast, he ripped off his mask before again lifting Mikey by the mask tails. he quickly wrapped the purple fabric around the teen;s neck.

And he then slowly began to pull the fabric.]

[Mikey couldn't fight back, or even properly defend against Donnie under the rain of blows, just concentrating on keeping his injured hand and his vital areas protected. Instead he couldn't prevent the hits or cuts to his arms or extreme sides, he knew to keep his stomach covered the best he could though, and kept slightly bent over to protect the soft, vulnerable area.

He fell to the ground in a daze, his whole body aching from what he had just dealt with. And that proved more than enough to give Donnie time to pull him back up and wrap the purple mask around his throat...

and then he was tightening it, and panic flared in Mikey. He reached for Donnie, wanting to go for a throw, but with one hand out of commission it had very little effect, his one good hand scrambling against Donnie while the other did little more than leave some blood on his brother.

Fear lit up his eyes and it started to send him struggling more, against the better judgement he had learn on how to handle this. His angry tears that had been shocked away were replaced by ones of fear.]

[Donnie continued his actions, barely even reacting to the pitiful attempt to hit him. He continued to tighten the mask before after a minute, let it go. He got up, leaving the bandanna tied around his brother's neck before grabbing the back of his shirt and turning him onto his back.

He did nothing at first, merely taking in the sight of his brother in pain and filled with terror. He loved it. He bent down over the younger teen, his sadistic-filled gaze meeting with the terror-filled blue eyes. He then gently patted the teen's head.]

Don't worry little brother, I'm not going to kill you yet. No, I'm going to take as much time with this as possible. And don;t worry, I'll make sure that your lover follows right after you. I may even send our other family members there if I ever see them. So don't worry, you won't be alone for long.

[He pulled up as he finished talking and without warning, began to harshly kick the teen in the sides.]

[Mikey's eyes grew wide with fear, but not so much from his brother kneeling over him but instead at the threat to Leatherhead, and the rest of their family.]

No, leave him-

[He couldn't keep talking after that under the onslaught of kicks. His side hurt and he twisted a bit from the impact but he did his best to keep the more vulnerable areas covered and out of aim from the kicks.

He kicked up at Donnie, even from his laying position, attempting to catch him off guard and give himself some room to get his feet back under him.]

[The kick hit him straight in the chin. He backed up, clutching it before growling. He quickly charged back at Mikey before he could get up, grabbing the m,ask still tied around his brothers nick to pull him forward. He then let go, but delivered a hard kick to knock his brother through the door and outside.

He pulled out his weapon, which he had put up before he started strangling his brother, and placed one end at Mikey's forehead. His finger was on the blade trigger.]

I think I've spent enough time fooling around. Goodbye otouto, enjoy the afterlife.

[Mikey felt his air cut off as the mask around his neck was pulled on, panic surging through him again. The the pulling was gone, replaced by the sensation of being kicked hard, his body knocked back through the door and outside.

He managed to open his eyes as he felt the end of the bo staff placed on his forehead, avoiding going cross-eyed by looking up at Donnie rather than trying to look at the staff itself.

His muscles were trembling, his sides aching and his throat burning, and he could do nothing to get out of the way, he was going to die and he couldn't stop it...]

NO!

[Leader had trusted her instincts to go check on Mikey and was thankful for it. The Salamon rushed the staff, focusing on getting that part away from her partner, remembering that it had a blade since Mikey had described it to her before. She headbutted the staff, starting to glow even as she did so.]

Salamon digivolve to

Gatomon

[She finishes her digivolution, her claws out and up with her body keeping Donnie from access to any vial point on Mikey.]

You aren't going to do anything to him.

L-leader? [Mikey says, his eyes looking unfocused.]

[Donatello was a second away form pulling the trigger, but the yell stopped him. Then when Leader appeared, the headbutt had him pull the staff back and he himself stepped back. He wasn't expecting her to Digivolve,and it only made him angrier.]

Get out of my way Leader! Or you can die right along with him! [He lifted the staff.]

[Leader let out a growl that seemed almost too deep for such a small thing.]

Never. Neither of us is going to die, and I will never abandon Mikey.

[She brought her paws up further and started to slash at Donnie with them.]

Cat Punch

[She knew she couldn't keep up the digivolution too long, Mikey was nearly unconscious, but she had to chase Donnie away before she could try to move her partner away.]

[Donnie had made to strike Leader, raising his staff overhead. Instead, he got hit by the cat Digimon's attack right on. He was pushed back at the punch. He glared and growled.

He wasn't sure if he could beat Leader or not. After all Digimon had special abilities that far surpassed his current human form. Plus he already felt satisfied as his eyes stared at the mask wrapped around his brother's neck. Mabe he had had enough for one day.]

Heh, I'd be stupid to try and beat a Digimon alone. [He retracted the blade and sheathed his staff as he jumped onto the roof.] I'll ,eave you alone, why rush when the fun is just starting. I'll even let you keep my mask, not like I need it anymore. After all Mikey, your brother is dead. I'll let you have something to remember him by.

I will be back to kill you eventually Michelangelo. But for now... sayanara.

[He jumped off the roof, leaving the area. The showdown was over... for now.]

[Mikey had barely shifted from where he had landed, breathing being hard and painful right now. He stared up at his brother... the thing that was taking over his brother, feeling tears try to come up but unable to even cry. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

He watched him disappear, unable to stop it... and then the world, already dark and hazy around the edges for the teen, sank into full darkness.]

[Leader watched Donnie leave, making sure he really did leave, not just try to dupe them into thinking he was gone to attack again.

Her attention was jarred back to her partner as Mikey passed out. She got herself beside him to try to keep him from falling over then, she started to pull him away from the apartments to try to get him somewhere safe.]

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