Post by LilNinjaWolf on Dec 3, 2008 15:36:42 GMT -6
Chapter 4
Keith stomped his way through the corridors of the Foot building and took the stairs twenty floors up to get rid of some anger. It would not due to let his anger flare during his meeting with Saki. No. That would most likely be the end of him.
Reaching the 72nd floor, he paused and took a deep breath, willing the anger from his mind. After a few minutes, Keith opened the door and walked down the hall, stopping at one very large door.
He knocked.
The doors opened on their own, as if pulled by an invisible string.
Keith walked in and stopped at the center of the room. Bowed.
“I trust your mission has gone well.”
Keith straightened. “Yes. Very well. Your Elite Guard are keeping Leonardo busy as we speak.”
Saki smirked. “Good. Is the army ready?”
“I haven’t been down there yet, but I am sure they are. One of your Foot soldiers was on their way to them when I met him in the elevator.”
“Very well. Make sure things are done right.”
Keith nodded. “I will.”
“I will be joining you soon. Lead the army to their lair. Contain them.” He paused. “Have fun. You’ve done well.”
Keith hardly managed to hide a satisfied smile. “As you wish.”
Saki smirked. “Now go!”
Keith bowed, left the room, and headed to the elevator this time. There was no need for the stairs. He was now filled with anticipation. This would be a good night indeed.
The elevator doors opened on the 45th floor.
He strode confidently down the wide hall into the far room. It was more of a room really. More like an oversized gym or dojo. The biggest in the building. Shredder’s personal training area.
But this night it was being used for preparation.
Keith stopped just short of three feet into the room, his hands clasped behind him. His eyes scanning the ninja army in front of him. He smirked.
The ninja in the room froze. Stared at him.
Keith nodded.
Every single Foot ninja scrambled around, grabbing last minute items. Explosives, swords, smoke bombs, or anything that they could get their hands on.
Within minutes everyone had all they needed and crowded around Keith.
“Let’s go.” Keith turned from them and led the way down the hall, down the elevator, and out into the night. It wouldn’t take them long to reach the lair. And then there would be victory. All the nights spent pretending to laugh at Michelangelo’s pathetic jokes, actually being interested in Donatello’s new gadget, working up in the garage with Raphael, mock sparring with Leonardo and Raison. And most of all, having to show respect to that rat they called their master. It would be worth it now. The suffering was done. Now it was time to enjoy himself. And enjoy himself he would.
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Raph cracked his knuckles and glared at the darkened alley, eyeing the so called abandoned apartment on 72nd street. Oh it was going to be abandoned alright. Right after he and Rai were through with it.
“Ready?” Rai asked.
“I was born ready.”
“You always say that.”
Raph cracked his knuckle again. “That’s because I always am.”
Rai chuckled. “Just be prepared and focused. This isn’t a Foot ninja.”
Raph rolled his eyes. “Yeesh you sound like Leo.”
“I’m serious,” Rai said lowly. “It won’t be like what you’ve faced before.”
“Yeah yeah. I get it.”
Raison gave Raph a stare that bordered on a glare and strode off down the alley, hugging the shadows on the side.
Raph followed closely behind, stopping at the desired building.
“See ya inside,” Rai said, hardly above a whisper.
Raph nodded and waited as Rai rounded the building to the front door. The plan was simple. Rai would circle to the front door and greet Drexel’s partner like an old friend. Once inside he would get him to relax. Then Raph would come in at just the right moment and give Rai backup. Piece of cake.
Two minutes crept by. Which meant Rai should at least be talking to the bozo at the front door by now.
Raph climbed up the fire escape and watched the half open window of the second floor, waiting and watching for his cue.
Rai and the guy were walking up the stairs and sitting down on the old furniture that furnished the sparsely decorated apartment.
“I heard you got quite the payday yesterday Reuven,” Rai said leaning back in his chair.
Reuven grinned. “Oh yes. Quite a day. Very thrilling indeed.”
“And I’m sure you had help. That was a lot of doe.”
“Yes, well with the right kind of help you can get almost anything these days.”
Rai nodded. “It would seem so.”
“But you did not come here to flatter me,” Reuven said darkly. “I know you and you’re reputation. What is it you want?”
Rai’s eyes narrowed. “That shipment you helped yourself to belonged to the Taris government. Just possessing it is a level 5 crime.”
Reuven smiled. “Look around. Do you see any gold in here? Do you see any mechanical devices?” He chuckled. “I think you’re quite mistaken tiger.”
“Of course you wouldn’t put it in here. Too obvious. Though I couldn’t get it out of your partner. He doesn’t have the slightest idea.”
Reuven’s smile faltered.
“Oh yes. I know all about Riker. He’s being shipped off to Taris as we speak.”
Reuven crossed his arms and scowled.
Rai rolled his head, cracking his neck. A smile crept across his face. “I don’t appreciate not getting answers to my questions.”
Raph grinned from outside. His cue. He slipped through the window and silently stepped up behind the chair Reuven was sitting in.
“And what are you going to do about it?” Reuven demanded with a growl.
“We’re going to have a little fun until you squawk the truth Raison wants,” Raph threatened slipping out his sai as the wolfman turned around.
Reuven’s eyes went wide instantly, then narrowed just as quickly. He stood and crossed his arms, backing to a hall.
Rai stood just to the wolfman’s side. “Going somewhere?” He crossed his arms.
Reuven stopped. “You won’t get a thing out of me!”
“Oh we will,” Raph said in a low growl. “Count on it.”
To be continued…
Keith stomped his way through the corridors of the Foot building and took the stairs twenty floors up to get rid of some anger. It would not due to let his anger flare during his meeting with Saki. No. That would most likely be the end of him.
Reaching the 72nd floor, he paused and took a deep breath, willing the anger from his mind. After a few minutes, Keith opened the door and walked down the hall, stopping at one very large door.
He knocked.
The doors opened on their own, as if pulled by an invisible string.
Keith walked in and stopped at the center of the room. Bowed.
“I trust your mission has gone well.”
Keith straightened. “Yes. Very well. Your Elite Guard are keeping Leonardo busy as we speak.”
Saki smirked. “Good. Is the army ready?”
“I haven’t been down there yet, but I am sure they are. One of your Foot soldiers was on their way to them when I met him in the elevator.”
“Very well. Make sure things are done right.”
Keith nodded. “I will.”
“I will be joining you soon. Lead the army to their lair. Contain them.” He paused. “Have fun. You’ve done well.”
Keith hardly managed to hide a satisfied smile. “As you wish.”
Saki smirked. “Now go!”
Keith bowed, left the room, and headed to the elevator this time. There was no need for the stairs. He was now filled with anticipation. This would be a good night indeed.
The elevator doors opened on the 45th floor.
He strode confidently down the wide hall into the far room. It was more of a room really. More like an oversized gym or dojo. The biggest in the building. Shredder’s personal training area.
But this night it was being used for preparation.
Keith stopped just short of three feet into the room, his hands clasped behind him. His eyes scanning the ninja army in front of him. He smirked.
The ninja in the room froze. Stared at him.
Keith nodded.
Every single Foot ninja scrambled around, grabbing last minute items. Explosives, swords, smoke bombs, or anything that they could get their hands on.
Within minutes everyone had all they needed and crowded around Keith.
“Let’s go.” Keith turned from them and led the way down the hall, down the elevator, and out into the night. It wouldn’t take them long to reach the lair. And then there would be victory. All the nights spent pretending to laugh at Michelangelo’s pathetic jokes, actually being interested in Donatello’s new gadget, working up in the garage with Raphael, mock sparring with Leonardo and Raison. And most of all, having to show respect to that rat they called their master. It would be worth it now. The suffering was done. Now it was time to enjoy himself. And enjoy himself he would.
---
Raph cracked his knuckles and glared at the darkened alley, eyeing the so called abandoned apartment on 72nd street. Oh it was going to be abandoned alright. Right after he and Rai were through with it.
“Ready?” Rai asked.
“I was born ready.”
“You always say that.”
Raph cracked his knuckle again. “That’s because I always am.”
Rai chuckled. “Just be prepared and focused. This isn’t a Foot ninja.”
Raph rolled his eyes. “Yeesh you sound like Leo.”
“I’m serious,” Rai said lowly. “It won’t be like what you’ve faced before.”
“Yeah yeah. I get it.”
Raison gave Raph a stare that bordered on a glare and strode off down the alley, hugging the shadows on the side.
Raph followed closely behind, stopping at the desired building.
“See ya inside,” Rai said, hardly above a whisper.
Raph nodded and waited as Rai rounded the building to the front door. The plan was simple. Rai would circle to the front door and greet Drexel’s partner like an old friend. Once inside he would get him to relax. Then Raph would come in at just the right moment and give Rai backup. Piece of cake.
Two minutes crept by. Which meant Rai should at least be talking to the bozo at the front door by now.
Raph climbed up the fire escape and watched the half open window of the second floor, waiting and watching for his cue.
Rai and the guy were walking up the stairs and sitting down on the old furniture that furnished the sparsely decorated apartment.
“I heard you got quite the payday yesterday Reuven,” Rai said leaning back in his chair.
Reuven grinned. “Oh yes. Quite a day. Very thrilling indeed.”
“And I’m sure you had help. That was a lot of doe.”
“Yes, well with the right kind of help you can get almost anything these days.”
Rai nodded. “It would seem so.”
“But you did not come here to flatter me,” Reuven said darkly. “I know you and you’re reputation. What is it you want?”
Rai’s eyes narrowed. “That shipment you helped yourself to belonged to the Taris government. Just possessing it is a level 5 crime.”
Reuven smiled. “Look around. Do you see any gold in here? Do you see any mechanical devices?” He chuckled. “I think you’re quite mistaken tiger.”
“Of course you wouldn’t put it in here. Too obvious. Though I couldn’t get it out of your partner. He doesn’t have the slightest idea.”
Reuven’s smile faltered.
“Oh yes. I know all about Riker. He’s being shipped off to Taris as we speak.”
Reuven crossed his arms and scowled.
Rai rolled his head, cracking his neck. A smile crept across his face. “I don’t appreciate not getting answers to my questions.”
Raph grinned from outside. His cue. He slipped through the window and silently stepped up behind the chair Reuven was sitting in.
“And what are you going to do about it?” Reuven demanded with a growl.
“We’re going to have a little fun until you squawk the truth Raison wants,” Raph threatened slipping out his sai as the wolfman turned around.
Reuven’s eyes went wide instantly, then narrowed just as quickly. He stood and crossed his arms, backing to a hall.
Rai stood just to the wolfman’s side. “Going somewhere?” He crossed his arms.
Reuven stopped. “You won’t get a thing out of me!”
“Oh we will,” Raph said in a low growl. “Count on it.”
To be continued…