Chapter 1 – Blood
"It has been almost six months since my sister Elmira left us, her true family. Although she believed that we, the Foot, stand for dishonorable goals and dreams, she was deathly mistaken. Without her stain on the Foot, I have been able to rise within this family and become the next in line after the Shredder. And so, what new information have we gathered on Elmira and the four turtles?"
One of my henchmen came before me, a file folder tucked tightly under his arm. He set it down on the table, moving aside pictures, articles and surveillance documents to reach the newly written reports. He shuffled his papers nervously, others in the room waited patiently but I was already becoming enraged.
"Mistress Vickie, with the little-to-no new information on Elmira, the turtles and even the little girl…there is uh…nothing new to report."
I stood up from my seat, eyeing the useless henchmen before me. With all the information I've given them, the resources to track my targets down; they treated this mission as a waste of time.
"Stand before me. Now!"
The henchmen shuffled the contents he had strewn over the table back into the file folder before he slowly brought himself to stand inches before me.
I stared him in the eye until I figured he still had enough of whatever honor he believed he still possessed.
"Gādo, bring me my dagger."
I extended my hand outwards, my eyes still locked with my henchmen's who, I could read his eyes like a book. He was silently praying for his life to be spared.
As soon as I felt the cold metal resting on the palm of my hand, my fingers enclosed around the handle and without any further words or pleas, I pulled my arm inwards, the blade slicing clean through my late henchmen's neck. He slumped to the floor, the contents of the file folder scattered across the floor.
My gādo collected the contents of the folder, organized it and put it all back together. Two other henchmen were ordered to clean up the body and the spilled blood.
The dagger still resided in my grip, the blood dripping off the blade's edge. No one dared to speak a word on this matter. No one dared to question my authority or status. I had become almost higher than the Shredder in both power and violence. My tactics were solely based upon evil methods of destruction and pure revenge.
If only Elmira could see her little sister now.
*ガード(Gādo): Guard