The slider and the mutant (Feral Leo x Reader)

The government wouldn't do that!

TW: GUN VIOLENCE AND EVEN MORE OF A FERAL LEO.
LONG CHAPTER!

~Donnie~
Donnie has seen Y/N get mad before, when Draxuum had held them for ransom. But this? This was completely different, as if it was Battle Nexus: New York all over again. But, instead of Leo going incredibly insane and driven on pure anger, it was passed onto Y/N. And then said anger was to the power of ten, and then multiplied by the Sun.

In other words, Y/N was pissed.

And to make things worse, Raph and Casey— who were great at handling their anger — were alongside them too.

So now there a two mutants and an out-of-time human rampaging around a top secret facility that was directly placed underneath a highschool. Said high school was the human's highschool.

Surely nothing could go wrong right?

There's a muffled sound coming from Mikey, who was seated upon Donnie's battleshell. Currently holding onto dear life as the purple clad turtle flew behind the angered three-person mob.
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Donnie shouts, the wind was blocking his ears from hearing correctly. Now everything just sounded like he was underwater.
"I SAID WHY CAN'T WE JUST ASK THIS GUY NICELY TO HAND OVER LEO?!" Mikey screams.

"WHY?!" Donnie squawks, befuddled. "BECAUSE THEY KIDNAPPED LEO?!" He and Mikey's voice are most definitely going to be gone as of tomorrow, or a few hours. Depending on how long they're going to be flying down this—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gun shots go off from a room next to him. Donnie stops, the group doesn't. Although he can see Y/N hesitate, looking back at Donnie before scoffing and continuing to run.
He's torn, should he stay or should he go?
"Here, I'll go on ahead, you can see what's going on in there." Mikey gestures to the heavy bolted door, warning signs plastered all over it.

Mikey hops off Donnie's battleshell, using his chains to catch up to the others.
When Mikey officially is out of Donnie's sight (which isn't that good), he heads to the metal door, ignoring how his instincts are screaming at him to run away and hide.
It's locked, no surprise of course. He materializes a rocket launcher to break in since no other weapon would work. Maybe chemicals, but who knows how long that will take.

Donnie blinks, and the door was gone.

There were two people in the confined cell, along with eerie music playing. Shepard's Tone to be exact. The torture method.
One person was on the ground, a girl with blonde curly hair, a gun raised to the figure above them. And terrified expression on their face as they kept shooting their pistol.

And the other one?

It was not a person.

It had enormous bat-like wings, so big that Donnie could barely see the figure that weld them. A barbed tail that nearly reached Donnie's feet, the color of the figure was a forest shade, one that made fear prick underneath his skin. It was a dragon yokai of some sort, Donnie wasn't sure though. But it was bullet proof, because the first person wouldn't stop shooting, as if the girl didn't get a clue that the dragon yokai was immune to guns.

"Zucchini...stop, please stop." The girl sobbed, tears starting to flow down her cheeks, Donnie grumbles. What was the point of crying anyway? Sure the girl was scared but you're not supposed to cry over it.
The dragon yokai growls in response, there's a sound of something sizzling.

Donnie blinks, and the girl was no more than a pile of ashes. Smoke started to settle, not bothering to go out the door. It's getting hard to breathe, he can't breathe. The smoke is too thick.