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An abnormal mission. That’s what this was.
Usually, nobody would be alone. They tended to pair up if possible. However, it was a special case. Donnie picked up four huge mystic energy signatures that seemed similar to their own.
He was ecstatic that he could finally be proven right about his multiverse theory. That, and to actually be able to meet their alternate selves. The things he could accomplish would be revolutionary.
So they split up to find them. They were paired up in a way that had them finding each other. They could have just found their own counterparts, but Donnie wasn’t sure if they’d explode or not if they met yet.
Mikey had to find the energy similar to Donnie’s, Donnie had to find Leo’s, Raph had to find Mikey’s, and Leo had to find Raph’s. Comms and check ins were strictly enforced. They couldn’t be sure if they were friendly or not until they actually met them.
Raph was pretty nervous about this. He had to be somewhat alone with only his brother’s voices over the comms to keep him from going savage.
He also wasn’t the best out of his brothers in stealth. That would be Leo. He managed to avoid getting seen in Big Mama’s hotel until he could save them after all.
So watching from the shadows to make sure this Mikey wasn’t evil might be difficult.
The machine Donnie whipped up for all of them to track the energies started flashing. The energy similar to Mikey’s was really close.
“Alright, you’ve got this Raph. Just see if he’s a bad guy or not.”
He walks more cautiously, ready at any moment for an attack. He’s also about to let the others know he found him.
Until he hears the telltale youngest brother crying.
His oldest brother skills kick into high gear and he almost completely forgets that it’s not his actual brother crying.
He soon sees a turtle curled up in a fetal position next to some trash. His arms were wrapped tight around his legs. Raph focused heavily on the distressed parts of him and less on everything else.
That included how this Mikey didn’t wear a ninja mask on his face. Also how he had something around his neck and neon paint on his face. His marks glowed all over him.
Even though he wasn’t focusing on it, he still noticed and his heart ached a little. He remembers when Mikey was younger and would get paint all over himself.
Raph slowly approaches him. He doesn’t get seen until he accidentally kicks a can.
The other Mikey snaps his head up and falls backwards in surprise.
“Please, don’t hurt me!”
“Woah woah, I’m not here to hurt you little guy! I promise! Raph just wants to help!”
He walks into a more well lit part of the alley.
The other Mikey’s eyes widen.
“Raph….?
“Yeah, buddy. I mean I’m not your Raph but I am a Raph and Raph is always here to help.”
The other Mikey slowly stands up a sniffles.
“I…I lost my brothers….I got roughed up getting here and everything hurts…!”
He starts crying louder, big fat tears dripping down his face.
Raph rushes forward to hug him.
“Don’t worry, Raph’s got you-!”
A canister suddenly smacks him in the face and when he breathes in he starts choking harshly on gas. The canister drops to the floor but the gas continues spreading around him.
He tries to move, but his legs aren’t cooperating. They feel like sandbags. The world begins spinning around him. He sways back and forth, his arms hanging uselessly at his sides. He can’t even try to cover his mouth, or soften his fall at all as his plastron makes contact with the bags of trash in front of him.
He glances up with the last bit of energy he has left.
The other Mikey had long since stopped crying and a gas mask was pulled up on the lower half of his face. He kneels down to look at Raph.
“Actually, I think I got you. Nighty night, Raphie.”
Raph’s eyes forcibly close.
Donnie realizes something is wrong as Raph misses the check in. He’s not sure exactly what is wrong but he knows it has to be bad. He didn’t alert them that he found anyone, but he might not have had time. Or he went savage and needed help before something else happened.
“Raph isn’t answering his phone. We need to go get him.”
“What’s his location? I’ll portal myself there to see what’s up.”
“He’s-“
Donnie cuts himself off from answering Leo to dodge a sword coming at him from the darkness of the night. It crashes right through his phone.
He immediately spins his tech bo around to avoid anymore projectiles that close to him again.
“You just had to be evil. My first alternate universe experience is tainted because of you.”
The other Leo casually strolls out from the darkness. He wore a sleeveless hood that was a mix of dark blue and black. The color contrasted heavily against his red markings that were glowing brightly. He had a black shirt that went all the way up to over his mouth.
Like his Leo, he wore gloves that covered his forearms. Unlike him these gloves were reinforced with some kind of metal. His socks looked the same, the material seemed so flexible that it almost seemed like a metallic pattern and not real metal.
From the other Donnie no doubt.
He also two packs, one on each side of his hips. Donnie didn’t think these held medical supplies.
“Every Donnie is at least a little evil. That’s my bet, anyway. Sure you could build a machine to save humanity, but do they deserve it? Your genius? Wouldn’t it be fun to just go to town with a bomb filled to the brim with uranium?”
“Gasp. Do you have uranium?”
“Dee never runs out. He’d just love to share it with a fellow mad scientist. Think of what you could do if you just forget about if something is ethical or not. Lethal, semi lethal, aren’t either of those way more fun than non lethal?”
“Nardo keeps me from going fully lethal all the time- wait wait, you won’t convince me! You did something to Raph!”
“He’s safe, I swear. I can show you.”
“Don’t doubt my genius right after you praised it. I won’t go anywhere with you.”
“You don’t have to.”
The other Leo pulls out a phone and taps it a few times.
“Just texted my little bro. He’s sent a video.”
Donnie stares hard as the other Leo gingerly reaches the phone out to him. He didn’t seem to have anything else on his person so he reaches for the phone, but the other Leo suddenly lifts it up and slams it into his neck.
Electricity burns through his whole body as he spasms and jerks around violently. The current only stops when the other Leo pulls the fake phone away.
Donnie’s legs give out and he falls to his knees. The other Leo kneels down and has him lean on him so that he can press a cloth to his mouth and nose.
“Have a nice little nap. When you wake up, you’ll all be together again.”
Donnie can’t do anything as his consciousness fades and he passes out in other Leo’s arms.
“Donnie! I knew we shouldn’t have split up, that only ever works on Scooby Doo and even then they always get chased by a monster!”
Leo huffs.
“Two brothers down, I gotta get to Mikey.”
He calls him.
“Mikey! You still okay?”
There’s nothing but crackling coming in and a bad feeling takes root in his stomach.
What happened to his brothers? What was he supposed to do?
What if they were injured?
Dead?
He starts breathing heavily.
No, stop it! They’re not dead, they need your help! Snap out of it!
He spins around to run back from where he started to head one of the ways his brothers went instead. When he turns a corner though, he slams into what feels like a brick wall.
He stumbles back and almost falls. A large grabs the strap around his plastron to prevent it. He blinks in confusion and looks up at who he almost broke his face with.
A taller, bigger version of his Raph. That was saying a lot because his Raph was already a big guy. He had a red mask but there weren’t kind eyes in it, just completely white and cold ones. Just like savage Raph.
He had what looked almost like football gear on him. Red shoulder pads that also covered his chest with black spikes.
That seemed like overkill since he’s was already plenty spiky.
“Going somewhere, little guy?”
His voice was low and harsh, like when Raph realizes Leo only got three hours of sleep over 4 days.
“I….uh….was looking for you, actually!”
He tries to stand up but the other Raph doesn’t let go of the strap.
“Ya found me.”
He lifts Leo up by the strap. Leo grabs at his large hand and kicks his legs in the air.
“Woah woah woah, let’s talk about this!”
“Champion said you’d figure it out already. No point tryin to pretend.”
“I swear I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Well, ya will.”
The other Raph digs into a small pouch on his side and pulls out a dart with his free hand.
Leo panics and pulls out his sword.
The other Raph drops him and grips his hand tightly instead.
“Let go.”
“You first!”
“Don’t make me hurt you.”
“I’m not making you do anything!”
The other Raph tightens his grip enough for it to be painful. Leo shouts in pain and has to let go. The other Raph pulls the sword away and hits him in the side of the head with the handle.
The hit was hard enough to send him flying into a wall. His shell slams against it painfully, but the pain in his head is worse.
“Dammit Red, you did it again….sorry about the concussion. I think you got it now at least, that’s what Champion usually says happens.”
All Leo can do is whine in pain. He’s not even really registering what other Raph is saying.
The other Raph lifts him back up, this time bridal style. Leo let’s his head lull to the side. The other Raph presses the dart into Leo’s arm.
Leo would normally try to struggle against this wave of sleepiness washing over him but he just didn’t have it in him.
“Wait, are ya supposed to sleep with a concussion-“
He’s out within moments.
“Guys? Anyone?” Mikey anxiously tries calling them all again.
He’s met only with static.
“What am I supposed to do now? Raph is gonna go savage if it’s broken for everybody else too!”
He sighs in annoyance and looks the tracking device. That signal showed it the energy coming up to where he is quickly.
When he glances up, he can spot someone in the distance.
“Hey! Other Donnie!?” He calls out and waves.
“Yes! It is I! “Other” Donnie! Other Michelangelo?” Other Donnie shouts and waves back.
“Yeah! Welcome to our universe!”
Mikey smiles and watches him walk over.
When he gets more into view Mikey can see what he’s wearing. His goggles, similar to what his Donnie wears, are down and over his eyes. He’s got a top hat on and Mikey is almost jealous because man is he rocking it.
He’s also wearing a long, white scientist looking jacket, black pants, big boots, and big gloves.
It reminded him a lot of a mad scientist from an old comic.
The other Donnie is grinning widely as he approaches Mikey, leaning over as he adjusts a goggle and examines him.
“I can immediately name at least seven differences between you and my brother but other than that, this is an incredible success!”
“Wait until you meet my Donnie! He’ll be so excited. You guys could analyze each other and do a bunch of experiments.”
“Of course, that will come soon enough! First, do you want some snacks?”
He pulls a baggie of what looks like fruit snacks from his coat pocket.
“Oooo, heck yeah! My blood sugies were starting to get low.”
He takes the baggie and pops the fruit snacks into his mouth.
“You’re really cool, other Donnie.”
“Interesting. I thought they were fast acting.“
“What-“
Mikey’s legs buckle under him and he drops the baggie.
“I-I can’t feel my legs!”
“It’s only temporary. Struggle if you want, that would be valuable data.”
“You’re from an evil universe!”
“Scoff. If you call science evil. Morally dubious maybe.”
Mikey feels the numbness spread and falls over.
“I actually prefer being called a mad scientist. It has a dramatic flair to it.”
Robo arms come out from his back and pick Mikey up.
“And I think I just got a new assistant.”
Mikey wants to insist that he’s not, but all his words die in his throat.
Darkness overtakes his vision.