Authors notes- I don't own the TMNT, any of their friends, associates or arch enemies, but I do own Karma, so no commandeering!

The third story in the Karma series. Read Karma Is A Funny Thing and What Comes Around Goes Around to understand who Karma is.

Set after 'Modern Love - The Return Of Nano' and just before 'What A Croc!' in Season 2. It's been a few months since Shredder's disappeared and things seem to be slightly peaceful. This chapter is written from Raph's point of view, so cue some swearing and crudeness.

Too much like Raph

"Mikey!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

I watch as Karm chases after my littlest brother, a scowl on her face that won't last long. Mikey winds us all up, mostly me, but he can always get away with it, even with Master Splinter. He always said Mikey was a charmer and that suited him just fine, because that's what Mikey is, a big grin and a charming personality.

"Hey Kar, I don't mind ya rippin' Mikey ta shreds, but can ya do it a bit quieter? I'm watchin' the wrestlin' here." I shout back to her, not taking my eyes from the TV screen.

"Raph! He just spoilt a perfectly good CD, BY RESTING HIS CUP ON IT!"

"It's only a System CD."

"Only? Only?! Michelangelo, bring down your Tenacious D CD downstairs right now and let me put my cup on top of it, then we'll see if it's 'just a CD'!!"

"You wouldn't!" Mikey shrieks.

"Watch me!"

I listen as Karm races towards the stairs, quickly followed by Mikey, shouting 'no no no no, you wouldn't if you loved me!'. I can't help but laugh. If somebody had told me that almost a year ago that in the future Karm would end up chasing after Mikey, I wouldn't have believed them.

Once upon a time, she was shy and quiet, all thanks to that bastard Stockman. Thought it was gunna be a nice little fairytale huh? More like a bad taste horror flick, evil genius creates something, evil genius pits the something he made against something else and it ends in disaster. Luckily for Kar, we wrecked the ending when we wrecked Stockman's lab.

We didn't find her straight away, Don was the one who found her, the day after we ended Stockman's Mouser rampage. He wanted to go scavenging for techno geek shit so, yanno, we let him. Don was always at the scrap yard or in the sewer tunnels lurking for stuff he could tinker with. I offered to go with him, but he insisted he would be fine on his own. I gathered Don could handle anything that was thrown at him, so I let him go, deciding to do exactly what I'm doing now, watching the wrestling.

I'd almost forgotten Don had gone out by the time it'd come to a commercial and I'd gone to grab a soda. As I was walking back to the sofa, I noticed Don had rushed into the Lair. He was looking lost and panicky, and I wondered why he'd only been gone for about 20 minutes when I realised he had something cradled in his arms, half covered by a blanket.

"What the... are you alright, Don?" I frowned. Then I saw the light green legs, part of a battered shell, the two toed feet... I almost choked on my own breath. "Where did ya find him?!"

"Her." Don replied simply, pulling back the blanket. I saw the brown hair, tangled and dusty. I blinked. Looking down at the bundle, then at Don, I swore. Loudly. At my outburst, Leo came out from the dojo, katana still drawn and a frown on his face.

"Raph, your language is-" Fearless didn't get chance to finish his sentence.

"Ooh, fight fight fight!" Mikey came bouncing down the stairs, stopping at the bottom, staring open mouthed at the bundle in Don's arms. Mikey swore too.

"Don't stand there swearing, find me somewhere to lay her down!" Don's charming doctor side came out.

"My room, come on Mikey, help me clear it out." Leo pulled Mikey towards his room, both of them scrambling up the stairs.

Looking back, all I can think now is a joke about how Leo had to hide his porn collection, but it was serious. Donny rushed her upstairs, wanting to check her out for anything serious I guess. I'm no good at all that doctor shit. I was just angry, how could anybody have done that? She was just so small. When Donny lay her on the bed, I noticed how she shrunk beneath her plastron, and how I was sure she could fit in her shell. We were given orders straight away. Leo medical supplies, Mikey was to get Master Splinter and I had to get a bucket of warm water. We all dashed off our separate ways, wondering how somebody could do this.

As soon as I laid my eyes on Karma, I knew two things. The first was that I wanted her, I wanted her to be mine. I was set on being selfish, Karm was gunna be mine.

The second thing was, whoever had done this to her was gunna pay, really gunna pay…

Coming downstairs, I hear her huff and slam the door to the dojo. I smirk to myself.

"Too much like me…" I shake my head slightly.

She's grown into the opposite of what Stockman made her. He broke her soul, her spirit, her mind. He destroyed everything except the hope that something better was coming and the faith that she would be okay. One day she would be okay, and I sure as hell hope she feels okay now. Well, apart from her CD, but that's what Mikey does to you.