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“I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go. Please, don’t leave me.” Tears ran down Leo’s cheeks as he gripped his twin’s hand. The final two of the Hamato Clan and one was to die.
Donnie’s tears fell onto his twin’s bloodied face while the rest ran down his neck. “You’re not going to. You’re not leaving me!” He yelled. His rough voice echoed against the walls.
Leo kept repeating it. “I don’t wanna go.” Each word raggedy as he attempted to breathe, attempting to plead for his life. Neither could see. Tears of pain and hurt and grief blocked their vision. Donnie’s grip so tight on Leo as if he was begging to trade the positions.
Leo’s sobs grew louder as he repeated, “I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go…”The gaping wound in his chest was killing him. The one thing saving him was his mutation and stubbornness. Cruel.
CRUEL! How cruel can death be!? Donnie couldn’t speak, only think. His adrenaline pumping through his veins. NO! NOT LIKE THIS! Hamato Leonardo is suffering below him but only due to the cruel punishment of death he must suffer.
Endure what he had put others through.
Beg to die.
Plea for mercy.
He nearly missed Leo’s last words. “Please…” he rasped, “I don’t wanna go.” Silence…
Hamato Donatello, the last surviving member of the Hamato Clan, screamed. He screamed until his lungs gave out. Then he screamed again. Screams of agony and pain. He could’ve broken Leo’s hand from how hard he squeezed. His world shattered. His eyes scrunched closed not wanting to face reality.
The reality was that his twin was dead. That cold hand he clutched wasn’t his. This was it. He was the last of his clan.
The Last Ronin