The night-time city. On its surface, a sea of lights sparkling in the darkness. But underneath... Underneath is a cesspool of corruption, greed and crime. Home to all the darkest elements of human nature that normal people try to hide and that the extraordinary few relish in. It was a cesspool he should have conquered by now. If not for those disgusting freaks of nature, he would have. He could be in his rightful position. Feared and powerful. As it was, he was only just about to embark on a shameful exile. No matter how long it took or how galling the wait was, he would gain the resources and manpower necessary to return and take back his honour. Very soon he and his army would return to New York, and then those turtles would be made to pay dearly for their insolence.
"I thought I ordered no interruptions. Perhaps I was mistaken?" Shredder turned to see the robotic Stockman pause in the act of knocking, then lower the appendage that served as his hand, a frown gracing the screen that passed for his face.
"My apologies. But this is important. I have gone over and over the records of the ... incident that led to our... problems..."
The Shredder ground his teeth at being reminded of his failure, "Just get to the point Stockman, before I loose my patience."
Stockman gave a nervous bow before continuing. "I have been able to find no possible way that the power could have gone out on its own."
"What are you saying?"
"What I am saying is that I believe that the girl Amy did sabotage us, no matter what she may say. I hypothesise that her memories may have started to return, and recommend immediate re-education. I also think that we should erase any and all ties to the turtles to prevent future memory recovery."
The Shredder sighed deeply, this girl was starting to be far more trouble than she was worth. "Do whatever you think is necessary with her. Now leave me."
He bowed again. "As you command."
A/N: Hidey Ho! Amy is back once again (at last) Here's a wee teaser of what's to come.
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