blackfiredruid

TMNT : Song of the week Head Above Water – Theory of a Dead Man I do not own TMNT or the song Rated T. I'm trying to keep from being seen by the crew or crushed by the shipping crates sliding about. What had been a simple trip to and from japan is now turning into a nightmare.  The storm has been raging for hours i honestly don't think the ship can take much more .... guess that's turtle luck for you.   The load broke lose and the heavy crates are sliding with the waves I just manage to get out of the way when another crate breaks loose .. It must have been the straw that broke the camels back because suddenly every thing is tumbli

I do not own TMNT Chapter is rated T Don was doing his best to steady his shaking hands as he tried to line the IV needle up with the vein in Leo's arm but he had already lost so much the veins were hard to find let alone hit and he'd be damned if he couldn't get his hands to stop shaking.   “Don here I'll get that you go wash” April said, leaving him no room for argument. She must have noticed his moment of weakness.  Don inwardly cursed himself for it as he moved to let her in and went to wash up again. April sat down and inserted the IV in the vein on the back of Leo's hand, set up a bag of fluids, and blood transfusion bag to

Donatello ran as fast as he could back to his lab terror gripped him so hard his chest hurt ..... surely the fire clan wouldn't stoop to abducting children. He was gathering his gear when a soft choked sound caught his attention he stopped listening for a moment when he heard it again a soft sob coming from his desk. Sure enough when he moved around and looked he found two glittering indigo pools looking out at him from under his desk .... “I didn't mean to break it “ the small voice pleaded in a tongue somewhere between Latin and Gaelic tears spilling down the pale cheeks.   Donatello breathed out a massive sigh of relief. &l

I do Own TMNT Rated T This may contain subject matter some find disturbing   ***************************************************** Leonardo's POV As I sit here in the dojo polishing my katana I find my mind wandering over the last 50 years. 50 years and she is still in a perpetual state of sorrow. There have been brief moments of joy but they have been few and far between, always fleeting. I had hoped with time her heart would heal and she would come to love me. What a fool I have been. You can't heal what is already dead. Her heart died 50 years ago when she plunged that dagger into his chest ending his life. I know had it not been fo