Another dream comic. Had a dream where I was tied to a chair in a dark room and some hooded figures killed me after I begged for my life—but then I got caught in a time loop and so I kept trying to figure out what I could say to get them to not shoot me but they killed me no matter what I said. Started just shouting random stuff eventually.
Twin-sync (more than you think) official first part [Rewritten]
The purple banded turtle looked upwards towards the technodrome above
The sky exploded into a sick combination of bright color, clouds blown In many directions from the wind cast from the now closed portal
Donnies eyes were blown wide, staring uncomprehending at the space where the technodrome once was
This cant be happening
Donatello Hamato couldnt believe his eyes, his eyes which saw something so horrible, even with the horrors the softshell had seen that day, he couldnt bear to actually believe what had happened
It all happened so fast- too fast- there was barely any time to react to it all
Donnie felt the tears fall down his face, the wetness surprised him as he hadn't realized he had actually been crying
He touched his face and looked at the tears unbelievably
While donnie has teared up many times, it actually cry is…
Donnies breathing began to stutter as he fully realized what happened
Amidst his own pain the purple clad turtle saw mikey, his youngest brother, sobbing with arms outstretched, similar to when he tried to use his powers earlier
“Mikey” Raphael started somberly
“Its over” the simple phrase seemed to hurt Raph to even admit
Though he could hear the cries and sobs, donnie couldn't pay attention to the interaction any longer
His breaths were stressed and becoming more shallow
No no no no
He cant be- his twin isnt- there must be- can I- but-
As the panicked and unfinished thoughts made there way in donnies mind his adrenaline kicked in
And donnie ran, he ran wherever he could to just get away
Rapid footsteps could be heard at his retreat
….
Eventually his breathing went back to normal as he kept moving throughout the ruins of his city, his home.
The gravel below shifted as he moved
He was suddenly drawn to a small clearing amidst the wreckage, torn and thrown buildings littered the landscape as he meandered closer to whatever had unconsciously drawn his attention
Then he saw it, the blue worn but well taken care of hilt, the blue standing out in the red tone that the sky had cast
Donnie paused before carefully taking hold of the blade, the metal shining a soft blue in his palms, the blue giving off a saddened feeling, almost like a cry or plea
As he grabbed it however, something shifted, something within himself..
A blue and violet mix of bright hues exploded around him, the light both blinding and unbelievably comforting at the same time
The mix of colors enveloped him, changing the markings on him as well as his eye color
The now half blue, half purple, eyes blew wide as he attempted to comprehend what had just happened