Mᴜᴛᴀɴᴛ Aᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ: Dᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʟᴏ's 200 Dᴀʏs

23 || 𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍

𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝟻𝟺

He claims this territory.

Not noticing, Donnie had a very strange habit of going outside of the farmhouse during odd hours of the night just to make sure no one was snooping around his property. If he felt like it, he'd remove his heavy coat, mask, and gloves to reveal his muscular build, tough shell, and scaly skin. He really didn't mind exposing himself to a world that is filled with danger. As long as his environment was clear of unwanted guests, he did not care the least. 

Tonight, he will be receiving a guest he never thought he would meet in the apocalypse. But this visitor was bound to meet anyone since it used to be part of the zoo. 

When Donnie reached a certain point of the farmhouse's property, he noticed there was a patch of dirt that had been roughed up by something large. Earlier today, this spot did not look like this.

He kneels downward and examines the ground, noticing that there were some kind of paw prints that belong to an animal of some kind. to be specific, it is a big cat. As Rep stood up from the ground, he looked toward the large wheat fields that surrounded the house and got a whiff of the most the animal. It hasn't seen a soap bar and a bathtub in a very long time.

Rep is not afraid. He could hear it growling and feel its craving for meat and the desire to kill. Rep knows that feeling... the desire to eliminate. He's in that mood, too. The tension that began to rise only made him smile menacingly. With great pleasure, Rep held his weapon in both of his hands. The thin, long, and sturdy staff was ready to assist the mutant and this soon-to-be battle.

The turtle steps closer toward the grass line of the wheat field and he instantly got a full-on surprise from what he believes is a lion. Using his own cat-like reflexes, Rep was able to dodge the attack and hit the infected animal with his staff. The solo survivor watches the lion tumble on the ground, regaining its balance to prepare for its neck attack on the mutant.

Don sees the body language of this lion, the main roughed up, and it's pretty much all skin and bone now. But now that the feline is standing in front of Rep, circling him, it was desperate for a bite to eat. "Come on!" He yelled at it, teasing it aggressively.

The lion launched forward, pinning Rep on the ground and knocking the staff from his hands. Before the car could go for Rep's throat, he shoved his thumbs in the gaps of the lion's jaws to prevent it from chomping down on the mutant's flesh.

Don could feel the weight of the lion closing in on him and soon turned the tables on his opponent. The turtle turned the roaring animal over, shoving its head into the dirt with great struggle. Rep is growling, too, only he sounds more like a monster and not himself.

Rep's enemy wiggled free and managed to get a swipe at the turtle's left cheek. Four long claws sliced through Donnie's skin like it was butter, causing him to cry out. "AGH!!"

Instantly, the mutant turtle could feel his cheek begin to numb. but he was able to feel a warm liquid Trickle from his face, trailing down his neck and making its way to his chest. for a split second, he couldn't feel the pain but once it settled in, he felt how dull it was. the blood is soaking into the dirt, swatching at the ground. Now that the lion has fully touched Rep, it has crossed the line.

Donnie had dropped his staff and brought out a pair of knives from his belt and he didn't remove his eyes from the lion. Not giving the lion a chance, the mutant let out a guttural battle cry and he felt the animal's huge paws collide with his shoulders. Rep prepared the blades above his head and struck down on the light-colored feline. Don stuck one knife into the lion's ribs and the other into its jugular. In response, the cat growled weakly and went limp in a matter of seconds. Rep brought the cat's body to the ground and repeatedly stabbed its ribcage with the blood flying out like a fountain.