`"Why'd you even bother?" The tall green blur moved, and her eyes struggled to focus on him, making her dizzy.

"Because you're family." He answered automatically.

As he disappeared out of the door, she managed to croak, "Am I really?"

He didn't reply.

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Karai knew better than to leave her father's lair before she was allowed to. Still, the idea of meeting with Leo again had her suppressing a smile. It was one of the few times since she'd moved to New York that she'd had fun. It was like sparring. Fighting with him was like performing an intricate dance. His personality only sweetened the deal. He was so good and honorable. He was nice and kind. Everything that she had never known.

"Karai, you have been summoned to the Master's chamber." The soldier walked further into the darkened room. She was allowed no light accept for that provided durning the day. To make her eyes stronger, her father had said. She had only agreed because it served another purpose: hiding her exit. "Karai?" He called again tentatively, not seeing her in the shadows of the rafters. Now she had no choice but to go. If she answered now, he would see where she was and it wouldn't be hard to figure out how she managed to leave.

As he disappeared back into the hallway, she climbed out of the painted over skylight and climbed onto the roof. The moon shined upon New-York city, brighter than ever due to the pollution. Karai honestly preferred the night here more than in Japan because of it. The air might be thicker, but the lights sure did show up better.

She jumped from rooftop to rooftop, enjoying the feel of the wind in her hair until she arrived at the designated stopping point. Leo was already there, leaning against the base of the water tower.

She smiled and straightened her back, trying to ignore the thought of what would happen once she returned home.

"Hello, Captain Ryan." She said as she unsheathed her tanto.

"Nice to see you, Kawaii." He replied as he rushed at her. She blocked his first strike with one of her tanto, using the other to swipe at his forearm. He pushed her arm away as Karai drew back, using his sudden unbalance to cause him to fall. He landed on the ground with a thump, laughing. She offered him a hand.

"You win. I guess I owe you that manga now, huh?" He said as he got up.

The wind blew ferociously against them, making Karai shiver in the thin fabric of her uniform. The cool wind felt different than the breeze from her rooftop runs. It was colder, more foreboding. Leo shifted to block the wind and she tried to hide her smile. Always so fucking kind.

Suddenly, she noticed a large shadow appear over Leo's shoulder. She recognised the familiar silhouette seconds before he struck, only giving her enough time to push Leo out of the way before taking her father's hit, intended for his enemy's son.

His blade sliced through her side as she fell, her momentum the only thing keeping her from being split in half. She managed to look up at her Leo and scream at him to run before she faded into a familiar blackness; the only thing that comforted her was the knowledge that Leonardo had escaped her father, at least this time. Even as she fainted, she knew that her punishment would be the definition of pain.

When she woke up again, Karai's side was screeching with pain. He didn't give her painkillers, she knew. It was his motto that pain equaled strength, so she wasn't surprised that he had fixed her up without giving her any. Slowly she sat up, wincing as her stitches moved. Her body was slightly numb with the pain, and sh couldn't tell where she was for a moment.

She looked around the dark room, slow realization coming to her. This was her father's room. She had only been in here a few time, for important things, but she knew it well enough. She felt a hot breath on her shoulder and turned quicklly, causing her side to ache sharply. She bit her lip to hide her pain as she noticed that she was sitting in her father's lap. And he was naked.

Karai tried to get up, to get away, but a strong arm held her in place so that all she could do was struggle. Her father used his other hand to grope her breast through the thin black jumpsuit as he spoke, sneering into her ear.

"You deserve much worse than this, Karai. Be lucky it will only be your virginity instead of your life."

"You're a bit too late for that." She lied, her voice bitter as she looked around the room. The had to be some way out. Yet there wasn't. The doors were blocked with bookshelves and the windows were too high off of the ground for her to scale, espeially since the building was so smooth.

She froze in surprise as he wrapped his legs around her waist as he tore her jumpsuit off. Only the top part came off, causing him to growl in frustration. Roughly, he pushed her face down onto the bed. The sheets tangled around her as she struggled to push him away, only stopping when he hit her so hard in the head that she couldn't see straight, nor tell what he was doing to her lower half. At least, until Karai felt the cool air on her ass and legs.

She felt a strange pressure on her backside before feeling the uncomfortable sensation of her butt cheeks being spread apart.

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Karai began to hate waking up as she was bombarded with pain from her head and side, and strangely, from within. What from? Did Leo win yesterday or-

It all came rushing back to her. Her father had raped her.

His arm was still draped around her body, his weight making it impossible to move. All she could do was shift slightly, to see that her stitches had ripped and started to bleed on the bed. She again tried to move to no avail. Her bladder was aching and she was sore all over. She had to leave.

So, Karai did the only thing she could think of: She peed. The warm liquid spread beneath them both, causing her father to wake up.

He sat up groggily, lifting his arm only for a second. That second was all that she needed. She rolled out from beneath him and ran for the window. She was yanked back by her hair so quickly that her head spun. Father grabbed one arm and dragged her back to the bed, throwing her back on with no hint of gentleness.

She didn't have time to block it before he hit her again, this time in the stomach. Karai curled over, trying to catch her breath as shivers ran through her. He grabbed her neck and yanked her up so that she was looking at him. As she struggled to breathe, he laughed.

"You should know by now that none can deny me." He released her again onto the bed. She grasped her neck with her hands, coughing as he continued. "You have soiled yourself. That is unacceptable, Karai." He said, the phrase almost identical to the one he repeated when she messed up a kata, or failed to defeat an adversary.

As he half-carried, half- dragged her to the bathroom, she managed to mutter through a raspy throat. "Why, Father?"

He paused as he stepped into the shower. "I am not your father. You are nothing more than an ace up my sleeve, as you are Hamato Yoshi's daughter. You are a pawn, and you are mine." He dropped her on the floor unceremoniously and then turned on the water. She waited for him to leave, but he didn't. Instead, he wet a washcloth and began to tenderly wipe her body, almost like a father would do for a child.

Her face contorted at the word: Father. She had none. This man was The Shredder and obviously didn't care about her one bit. She tried to stop herself from crying, only managing to stop it from being audible. Her shoulders shook as she cried, her tears mixing with the water. She vowed to kill him one day, one day soon.