TMNT: Secrets of the Sewers

Miwa in Japan

In the city of Tokyo, Miwa sat in the back of a taxi cab, looking out the window listlessly. A sense of homesickness had creeped into her heart at the sight of all the towering buildings. Though it had only been her home for a few months, she was already missing New York. Still, she knew that there was work to be done here in Japan, and that she had to do it.

"We're here." The cab driver declared, the taxi coming to a stop.

Miwa looked up, seeing the large walls that surrounded the Foot Clan dojo. She sighed, getting out of the cab and grabbing her suitcase. She slowly walked towards the dojo, the large gates opening for her and allowing her inside. A line of Foot Soldiers in traditional uniforms stood on either side of the path, as if watching her every move to prevent an escape. As the gates closed behind her, she couldn't help but jump.

"I feel like I'm being marched down the Green Mile." she muttered.

She continued making her way to the dojo until she reached the front door. She took a deep breath, then pushed the doors open. There, she was greeted by even more Foot soldiers, a lone man standing at the head of it all. The man was complete bald, save for a thick mustache that traveled from his upper lip to the sides of his mouth. His face was serious, and his posture was that of someone who was expecting trouble. Miwa approached him, setting down her suitcase before bowing before him.

"Master Tatsu." she greeted. "It is an honor to see you again."

Tatsu said nothing. He just glared at her in contempt, much to her dismay. She cleared her throat, determined not to let it phase her.

"I've come to lend my services in restoring the honor of the Foot Clan."

"A task not easily done, considering all that Saki has done to drag the name of the Foot through the mud." Tatsu snarled.

Miwa winced, realizing just how difficult this was going to be.

"Master Tatsu," she began, "I am not your enemy in this. I am a victim of the Shredder, just as the rest of the clan. I was lied to, led to believe that what Saki was doing was for the benefit of all. I realize now how wrong he was, and how wrong I was for believing him. That is why I am here. To atone for my sins as Karai."

"Pretty words." Tatsu dismissed. "Saki spun many a web of lies with naught but words. These webs nearly cost the Foot everything. If the Foot is to be restored to its former glory, action will be needed, not more words."

Miwa bowed her head.

"Yes, Master Tatsu." she replied.

"One more thing." Tatsu spoke up, drawing Miwa's attention a second time. "Should you give me reason to suspect your ties to the Shredder aren't as renounced as you say, I will not hesitate to take you out. Is that clear?"

Miwa gulped, but remained where she was.

"Yes, Master Tatsu." she answered.

"Good." Tatsu nodded, gesturing to a pair of Foot soldiers. "These two will escort you to your chambers. Tomorrow, we will begin your retraining."

Tatsu then walked off, leaving Miwa to be escorted away.

...

Miwa's room was a smaller one, with a basic futon, a table, and a dresser. She began unpacking, pulling several pieces of clothing from her suitcase before finally pulling out a fair sized picture frame. It contained a copy of Raph's drawing of the entire family, all of them smiling and holding one another. Miwa smiled at it, her fingers gently pressing against the image of Splinter.

"Miss you, dad." She let out.

The final item she pulled out was her Shell Cell. She held it in her hand, contemplating using it before eventually setting it aside.