°•Future Donatello•°

It had been a month since anyone had last seen or heard of Donatello, and the resistance was… weakening considerably without his expertise and skill to bolster the technological side of operations. So when a distress call, his distress call, came in, most would think the obvious course of action would be to send a team to rescue him—but that didn't happen. No, after the first team sent didn't return, there were no further attempts.

So that's what brought you here, now, sneaking through the technodrome, dodging heavy beasts and zombified humans, to reach the center of the Katanga ship where they probably keep their most valuable prisoners. You went against the advice of everyone in the resistance, who said he was already lost, but if there was a chance to save Donatello from the clutches of the Krang, you needed to seize it, you tell yourself, for the resistance.

“•°yuki°•, you came! I knew I’d probably ignore the risk if the distress signal was my destination. I’m glad my hypothesis was correct. You were the last of my family I needed to gather before I could truly begin my plans to expand the Krang’s conquest on this planet and, perhaps, if all goes well, even further beyond.” A voice echoes from the shadows of the technodrome’s control panel before Donatello’s form becomes visible to you, and he turns with a satisfied smile, a plan working perfectly. His eyes pulse a sickly magenta, and the sight of the pink Krang veins is a clear indication of what happened to him; he was infected by the Krang, and, from what it seems… it wasn’t a forced transition either.