Gruesome Revenge

“I'm going to take revenge.” you were just saying it to solidify it, getting fired didn't feel the best but, you hated your boss so you're gonna dig up all the dirt you could find and you knew exactly the person you're gonna call.

“Hey Dee”

“Hello, you are conversing with Donatello, what brings you to talk to the marvelous me?”

“My boss just fired me and I want-no… I need to take revenge”

“Ah yes, revenge, how may you want to find revenge? A simple prank? Perhaps make him fall in love and then break his heart? Get his secrets and reveal them?”

“Donnie, you know me too well, I need to get some dirt on him, he seems like he has some dark secrets, pretty sure I've seen him write down someone's credit card info and he probably got their pin later on...

“You can go to jail for that”

“Yeah you could, but I dont have solid evidence to send him there, you see why I called?”

“Absolutely, I’ll get a background check, just come over to my lab.”

“Be there in 10.”

`You get to his lab, knocking first because you know he will more than likely freak out if you don't. “Hey, Don? It's me.” the door just kind of opened, you were confused but you decided you didn't have time to think too much about it. There he was, 12 monitors all on, all open to some background check, driver's license, on a most likely illegal site. “So I was wondering-” you saw him, mouth agape, surprised, and full of a twisted joy. “He has done so much worse than we thought..” You looked at the screen and you saw nothing but he pointed out that small area that had shown that he was a stalker 

“Oh…oh- this is good.” you realize that this could get him more than arrested oh no, this information could get him to be put on death row if you were lucky, now, you would call this petty…. Before you found this out, now, now it was sinking in that he might be a criminal. “But we still need more information,” Donnie said looking deep in thought, he looked at you. 

“We need to dig deeper.”

“Don't we already have enough information already?”

“No, we don’t, this shows that he’s only been in jail for stalking once, and from the looks of it, he’s had a good rap since then.”

“Your right were going to need to do some deeper digging.”

“But where….”

You and Donatello stood there, pondering where you two could get more information on the boss at hand. When it struck you both at the same time “‘ the deep web!’” you both said it at the same time, why had yall not thought of it before, the deep web was the perfect place to dig up information on people, Donnie jumped into his rolly chair and you followed behind. 

Now yall have navigated the deep web before this wasn't your first rodeo with murders, stalkers, or others, and it was super easy, delete popups, put up five walls of viral protection, and have a tab tracking the people tracking your monitor to find you, super easy! “Let's check the red rooms first, if he’s stalking he has to be kidnapping too right?” Donnie said with what your hoping wasn't enthusiasm, “yeah, there have to be some leads right?”

What you weren't expecting was your boss to be chopping a girl's head off, he looked like he was drawing it out listing to her screeches with pure glee on his face. “I'm gonna puke,” you say, “do it, I wouldn't blame you,” Donnie says trying to track the whereabouts as fast as possible, “hurry I bet my left arm the stream is gonna end when she dies” you manage to say in between your gags, and from the sound of it, that woman doesn't have a lot of time on her screams were dying out “yeah yeah I'm on it, I'd like to see you do this with only 3 fingers.”

“Complain later Donnie.”

You finally had the gall to look at the screen to see a not-pretty sight, “look! Look! The address! Hurry write it down!” Donnie shouted at you, you got a pencil and paper from a nearby table and hurried to write it down. The girl was only twitching now and your boss was moving toward the camera, “C'mon, c’mon.” you whispered to yourself as your face was flicking from the paper to the camera. You wrote down the last digit before your boss turned off the camera altogether.

You both sat there in shocked silence, you had just, no almost missed the place where your boss kept his victims, you looked at Donnie smug satisfaction written all over his face. “ yeah, you couldn't have done that with 3 fingers.” you chuckled, trying to change the subject, before he could give his very offended reply you checked your phone 12:30 “oh shoot, sorry this was fun but I gotta go. uh give me two days and we’ll be exploring this shed and putting this guy in jail, alright.”

“Well, you know where to find me.”

“Yeah alright.” you shuffled towards the door and clicked it behind you and you walked home. when you got home, you felt like you were being watched.

You woke up the next morning feeling less than splendid, that girl's face and the feeling of being watched made you feel less than wonderful. You shuffled out of your bed and to your closet, which was… open? You don't remember opening your closet the night before whatever you just chalked it up to fatigue you tossed on your shoes, slung on your backpack, grabbed a flashlight, your phone, your headset (to talk to Donnie), and a tranquilizer gun, you made it yourself actually, Donnie told you to either remake it or throw it away but you kept it just in case.

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“Well I'm here,” the shed was out in the middle of -wherever you were and you called up your brother “Hello you are conversing with Donatello, what brings you to talk to the marvelous me?”

“I'm here and I have the drone”

“ok, give me a moment” 

You were holding the drone and minutes later it whirred to life.

“Alright, don't die because you are too far away for me to save you.”

“Wow, thanks for the encouragement.”

“You're welcome :).”  

With the engorgement of not dying you walked inside and the sight was worse than the red room, the drone and the flashlight giving the only light the bodies were horrendous all of them clearly dying in different ways, you checked the room searching for any survivors but there was no one. This time it took a lot for you not to buckle over in disgust.

“Just take the pictures then you need to get out.” the drone brought you back, yeah Donnie was right, like hell you wanted to stay here longer than you need to. But then you heard a voice in the corner, not louder than a whisper “oh my god, Donnie, there's a person here.” you whispered, he probably said something along the lines of don't go check it out, but you weren't listening, you were going to go check the noise out.

It was a shed so there were boxes and cabinets, you carefully moved them out of the way to get to the sound, and when you found what it was, you almost cried. It was a little boy in overalls, and wearing glasses he was crying softly, you remember him from the amber alerts, “toodles.” he had gone missing a week before and your just now finding him. When he looked at you relief crossed over his features, but then turned into worry. “You-ya, ya gotta get out of here! Your gonna be next if you don’t!” he stopped pure terror on his face. 

“y/n your gun!” Donnie said a tad bit too late, luckily you had prepared for this the second you felt someone in your house that night and you ducked on top of toodles grabbing him and turning towards the offender, “y/n? I thought I fired you.”

“Yeah well, I wanted to be petty and get some revenge but instead I found this!” you gestured to the room.

“I wasn't going to hurt you… that's why I fired you, but now I can’t let you leave”

“Yeah that's what they all say”

He lunged at you with the axe he used to chop the girl's head off just two days before, you rolled out of the way toodles in your arms, “to your left!” toodles yelled, and you sidestepped out of his grasp, toodles was better help than Donnie any day, you would have to keep him, as a son or something. Wow this is not the time to be thinking about that, you were at the door well away from your boss and you were charging your tranquilizer gun, now thinking about it you should've remade it because it sure was taking a lot of time and your boss wasn't waiting.

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“C’mon hurry,” you said as he was getting closer, picking up the pace knowing that the gun was taking longer than you expected.

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 ~‘BLAM’~

If you didn't know better you thought you would've killed him. He fell to the floor limp and groaning with pain “come on toodles, the effects won't last forever.” you said as you grabbed his hand and ran towards the car, drone following close behind. “I uploaded the pictures to the police, they'll be coming shortly, and I'm going to have to talk to you alone about toodles.” you knew what that last statement meant and you hoped toodles didn't understand what he meant.

~

“His mom is dead.” Donatello said, “she suicided after the week of toodles being missing,” 

“Oh my goodness that's horrible”

“You could put him in an adoption home.”

“Absolutely not, I will take care of him” 

“Your kidding”

“No, I'm not.”

“I mean ok then, also about your boss”

“Ex-boss”

“Yeah him, he’s on death row for all the people he killed, execution is next year”

“Great”

Satisfaction washed over you, you honestly couldn't believe it, you wanted to get your boss fired but just your luck it turned into this. You are now taking care of a child, and your boss is in jail…. And you are now unemployed. Ahh, whatever the moral of the story is you saved a lot of people and a little boy and…. “Why does uncle don have three fingers.” toodles asks pushing up his glasses.

“It's the same reason why he’s autistic”

NOW LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHI-”