Masked in Green

Siege for the Daughter.

“Karai!” My father’s voice screamed through my mind beckoning me to him. I turned the corner down the dark hallway to his office before knocking on the gold encrusted emerald door I readied myself for yet another mission. “Enter my daughter.” Again he did not physically speak instead he used his connection with my mind to talk to me. I pushed open the door and knelt before my father figure, Oroku Saki or the Shredder, who had raised me since my orphanage at the age of three in Japan. Since then I have learned the ancient art of Ninjitsu and mastered my affinity of the mind. “You know of the four foot elite I sent out last night to fetch the package? They did not come back, this morning; however I received a call from the tech spy lab on the fourth floor they had finally found out where they are.” He had stopped explaining. Timidly I raised my head, as Father gestured for me to stand. “And now this on the news.” Picking up the remote control for the television, he pushed the power button and a news woman appeared. She had mousy brown hair, cut short and half up in a ponytail. A caption appeared over her head reading, ‘Ninja’s in New York?!’

“Hello and welcome to a special news bulletin from Channel Six. I’m Irma Langenstein with a hot story coming to you straight from the City Permanent Detention Center where four ninja’s have been arrested. They were found tied to a tree in Central Park and charged with stealing top secret government weaponry. Ninja’s in New York? It seems impossible but yet here they are. We do not yet know-“

The television turned black once more as the Shredder turned to face me.

“So I am to retrieve the four foot, and the package?” I asked carefully maneuvering my way to the back of the room. My father in reply told me to take an underground transport module and another three ninja with me before I left.  I bowed and headed for the elevator, setting it for level 8 dubbed the ‘break room’.  As the elevator dinged open a hush fell over the occupants, I spotted Kei our only female Foot save myself, sadly our best female Foot has disappeared without a trace. I smiled in Kei’s direction then gathered the three closest Foot to accompany me. Once again in the elevator I reset it for the basement where all of the underground transport modules were situated. Taking the keys from the Ninja in charge we boarded.

“You are on navigation, you can take look out and you will drive. Remember they must not be able trace the tunnel back to headquarters. Collapse it.” They all nodded obediently as they took up their rosters. “The Permanent Detention Center is our destination. Navigation, find your fellow ninjas we will drill right up to them.

“Yes Mistress Karai, when we first became a Foot Ninja we were injected with a tracking device follow that signal we should be able to find them.  Ah here they are in cell 310 in the farthest left corner of the center.” He said setting the route for the driver. Twenty minutes of silence later we arrived.

“Start the drill, you two bring them to me I will set the navigation route for someplace special.” I smiled everything was going according to plan and those wretched turtles were not going to mess it up this time. The ninja I had assigned to drive swiveled around to speak to me.

“Mistress since we were on break when you summoned us does this count towards overtime on our pay check?” He asked innocently. I fixed him with a glare. How dare he question me with payment! He should have been honored I chose him! “A thousand apologies Mistress I meant no disrespect.” Luckily for him the other six Foot had returned and we moved to an abandoned warehouse on the docks, collapsing the tunnels as we went. Arriving some minutes later to a dank and dark warehouse I hauled the four handcuffed ninja out of the transport module and to the ground.

“Kneel before me createns. First I must ask you where the package is.” No answer came. “I asked you, where is the package?!” I roared authority ringing in my voice as one of the four raised his hand.

“It’s still in Central Park the police never found it Mistress.”

“Then how did they know you stole it!?” Father would be pleased to hear it had not been found; a great deal of money and work had gone into purchasing this weaponry they so foolishly had gotten caught with.

“Agent Bishop called in that ninjas had stolen weaponry from the Earth Protection Agency.” His words tumbled out in a rush. Nerves dripped from each word as sweat poured from every pore on their skins.

“Then what happened, how did you end up in a tree? I want the entire truthful story.” I took out my Katana and pointed it menacingly at them. The one that had been talking stood up.

“Well Mistress Karai we were in the park right where we were supposed to be, just going through the bag uh package making sure it was all there. When from out of nowhere this girl um I didn’t get to see her face, flipped me into a tree after that I don’t know, you see I was unconscious.” He kneeled again but I knew there was more to the story.

“Who was conscious the longest?” I asked as two looked up at me with dread in their eyes. Why do we have such wimps at our disposal? I really should have taken Kei and A… right she’s disappeared. “Well one of you speak up, what happened?” Neither stood, finally I pointed my katana under the ones chin. “Now.” He stood cautiously.

“Ahem after he got thrown in the tree, we turned to see this teenage girl standing slightly in the shadows. She didn’t look like much threat so we sent Hoshi to take care of her but he also ended up in the tree. So we both went to meet her, before we did however we threw the package into the bushes. I jumped over her head hoping she would follow me and leave her back open, an amateur mistake. When she did so, my partner drew his katana and slammed the hilt onto her head. Before we got a good look at her the red turtle jumped out from the bushes and split kicked us.” He finished kneeling again. Raphael, that meddling turtle he made more of a mess of my father’s plans than Leonardo. I myself had been attracted to the leader of the four, once.

“Did the girl seem to be with the turtles?” I asked clearly annoyed. All four nodded. Looking at the three Foot I had brought with me, I told them to go get the package and not to fail like their brethren. The other four came with me back to headquarters; Father could decide what to do with them.

“Father, I have returned the package I on its way. One of the turtles, Raphael, and a new friend had intervened the first time.” I retold him the story word for word as I heard from the Foot Ninja.

For several minutes The Shredder did not speak or move; then all of a sudden he started laughing. But not jolly laughs from the stomach, an evil laugh that bounced off that walls. The words that spilled from his mouth next shocked me but at the same time I laughed as well purely because I couldn’t agree more.

“So Splinter’s gained a new pet.”