It was a raging battle, a massive raid that leveled to a dangerous state. Donnie had to be there, turrets and tower machine guns was not enough against the giant wave of kraang trying to once again, infiltrate the main base. The giant titanium walls did almost got cracked open like an egg, if Raph wasn’t able to rip the kraang mech in half just in time for Donnie to seal the crack with a ninpo shield. Indigo sparks jittered under his skin, flowing like lightning crackles to his arms till he summoned his bō again, the flow of his ninpo was still steady but it started to pulse more as he goes into battle once more. Then, his comms crackles and screeches, red angry warnings flashing and he eyes without even blinking-

There was a bale that grows in his theorist as he sees your icon, and the decreasing length of your heartbeat. He doesn’t even register himself running, only when the sound of his boots crunching the dead ground, the smell of ash and rotten flesh, and the sight of the endless desolation of no man’s land. His heart was beating fast, painful, thumbing loud in his ribs and under his covered plastron. And almost bursts into pieces as he sees your form, your lower half struggling being trapped under a destroyed kraang scourger. No no no no-. He kneels in front of you immediately, ninpo crackling hot against your slowly cold skin as he pressed his hands on your face, didn’t care about the blood, didn’t care about the coldness, didn’t care about the raid still raging on around you two

“Don't move, I will get you out, just try not to move too much”

He says, tries not to make it an order, even if it sounds too calm over the thunderstorm of emotions in his head. It’s not fair, why did this happen?, why you?, why you out of everybody else in this battle?, you’d be okay right?, right?. You’ll be okay, he can fix this, he can find away to move this stupid scourger away. He can, he must, and praying to the high heavens that you haven’t gotten infected from being under a infected object