A/N: Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to my first story (on this site) named For Love. This might not be what you expect it to be and there'll be some blood (and maybe a bit of gore) ahead, so you better be careful if you have a queasy tummy! hehehe
You may begin this adventure!
Prologue. A Dark Plot
Silence filled the dark room where many cryptic businesses were negotiated. Businesses about creatures not many knew about, and those who did believed it to be merely a myth. But Shredder knew some creatures that in fact were not myths, but just pesky flies -or turtles- that kept interfering with his plans repeatedly.
Shredder sat in his throne in this dark room, just across one of his advisers that had notified of a plan that needed some discussion. He watched the nervous man with high expectation and impatience. Suddenly, he spoke in a grave tone,
"What do you suggest we do about the turtles? You have five minutes to explain to me your plan. If I am not interested in this plan, then you better begin to get used to the cold of the streets. Now that we have cleared some things, you may begin."
The man in front of him stared at Shredder with fear as he spoke, and began stuttering as he heard the queue to start speaking. As he began to calm his mind and state the plan more clearly, he noticed Shredder's look shift from annoyance and boredom, to a more attentive and dark curiosity. He grinned and gained more confidence and satisfaction as soon as he noticed this. He knew this was a very dark and messy plan that Shredder would enjoy knowing the outcome of.
As soon as the 5 minutes ended, Shredder spoke once again.
"I've heard enough of this plan of yours. It sounds very...sinister."
Shredder started laughing as soon as he finished the word. It was clearly an understatement and he could almost see the turtle's faces after this plan was carried out. He received sadistic satisfaction.
"I want your plan carried out immediately. Now that you have my approval, get out of here and begin!"
The adviser couldn't stop grinning malevolently as he quickly departed from the room. He knew this plan couldn't fail, and he almost felt sorry for the turtles.
Shredder stared out into the dark stormy night through the building's window with a hidden smile. He couldn't wait to see the outcome of this plan that would surely bring grief…
and death.
A/N: So... what do you think for a prologue, eh? Thank you for reading this and please review to let me know about your opinion! They're very important to authors you see. I'll try to update as soon as I can hehehe.
Thanks!