TMNT fanfic illustration - Frigid

 Donnie’s ears rang as he came back to himself. He tried to focus past the shrill noise to figure out what had happened. How did he end up on the floor? He looked around him, at the strange stillness that was somehow filled with a roaring noise, like a train passing by. He saw flashes, and it took him a moment to realize it wasn’t him; the lab lights were flickering, all his instruments turning on and off, a cacophony of buzzing and whirring. The medical monitors buzzed with static. His tracker beeped madly at the desk’s edge, and then it fell. In the disorienting chaos, he remembered April.

   He looked around. There was someone there. Not April. The sickly green light from the algae pools outlined a pale woman in a white shirt, black hair falling over her face. She stood a few feet in front of him, and even though he couldn’t see her eyes behind the veil of hair, he could tell she was staring at him—studying him. At her feet, there was a small bright-red object. Donnie knew immediately what it was.

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Aaskldjfaasf Chapter 22 is one of the most intense chapters you’ll read in the fic and one of my personal favs.

  Ghost of a Chance is written by me and Violette-Aner. Big thanks to her for her feedback on this illustration!