Here is the second chapter, it is longer than the first and most of the chapters will be about the same length as this approximately.

LD: I don't own TMNT

Episode 0.2

The Past catches up.

Four years had passed since Yoshi moved from Tokyo to New York, he'd lived with Amanda and Frank for a couple of months until he'd found himself an small apartment in China town and a job as an assistant instructor on a martial arts dojo lead by an old JSDF colonel who'd gone to live to the states at the request of his eldest daughter, of four daughters, a lawyer in one important law firm in the city. Upon arrival the elderly man had not lived his retirement like his daughter would have wanted, he'd searched the city for locals where he could initiate his own dojo to teach Martial Arts to the younger generations and he'd used much of his retirement money to get this project started and, while it wasn't an extremely a successful project, he earned enough to have a little economic independence from his daughter paying most of his own expenses even if they lived together and to be happy with his life.

That had been three years ago and Hamato Yoshi had been the first applicant for the post of assistant professor at the Dojo. Both him and Mr. Yamamoto had gotten along famously since then and the old man treated him like the son he never had. Yoshi on his part was happy to have another friend that was not Frank or Amanda, for as much as he loved the couple he could do things with Mr. Yamamoto that he couldn't do with them. Of course Amanda and Frank knew this and fully supported their friend in his new life and had told him that they intended to enroll the children, Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello and Michelangelo, who were by now like Yoshi's nephews and had all had black hair and olive eyes and whose skins had acquired a little brownish color no doubt inherited from Amanda's part of the family, in the dojo when they were old enough.

Of course even if his life had regained some sense of normalcy, Yoshi didn't forget that Saki was still out there looking for him preparing for the next confrontation, and so Yoshi too prepared for that using every moment of free time he had. He hadn't so far made any advances on rebuilding the Hamato clan ninjas but Yoshi simply could not bring himself to do such a thing to endanger other people for his own personal needs, he'd done that enough by living with Amanda and Frank for as long as he had or even keeping contact with them at all and the same to a lesser degree could be said about Mr. Yamamoto and his daughter.

And then it came, the day when his past finally caught up to him, and it did so in the most brutal of ways. He was at his job, during the evening's karate class, reminding some desinterested teenagers of the basic fundaments of Karate which they already knew but seemed to forget them from time to time. When his cell phone rang, he excused himself from his pupils and called another instructor to fill in for him. Looking at the caller Id he realized it wasn't someone he had on his cell, then again he didn't have many contacts on it. He debated with himself if accepting the call would be a good idea certainly he didn't want to engage in a pointless conversation with someone who wanted to sell him something "extremely useful" that absolutely did not want. However it could be someone he knew calling from other number or even someone who'd dialed wrong and would perhaps keep calling until he or she realized his mistake. Sighing and bracing for the worst he picked it up.

"Yes? Hamato Yoshi here." He spoke.

"Is this the Yoshi person who is listed as emergency contact for Frank Miller and Amanda Miller?" Came a male voice from the other side of the line.

"Yes." Yoshi spoke as a feeling of dread began to take over his mind. This couldn't be good. "Who is this?"

"I'm detective Sanders from the NYPD" the man spoke. "I regret to inform you that there has been an incident."

"What kind of incident?" Yoshi said trying to keep his feelings under control. "What has happened?"

"Amanda and Frank Miller they have been found murdered this morning sir" The detective informed him. "Tortured to death."

"What!?" Yoshi asked with an incredulous tone. His mind was racing 100 mph but he had to keep his cool. "Calm down Yoshi, you have to calm down." He told himself, Amanda and Frank dead, they were dead, no they couldn't be, it had to be a sick joke. No, his friends couldn't be dead, no. "Calm down Hamato Yoshi!" He shouted at himself. "Calm down you have more important things to do than freaking out and denying reality. The children ask about the children!" Yoshi regained his composure. "What about the children?"

"We don't know they seem to have disappeared." The detective said tying to show his simpathy. "Could you come over to the station for a few questions it's the nearest one to your friend's home."

"I'll ask my boss and I'll be there as soon as I can." Yoshi spoke.

"I appreciate it Mr. Hamada." The detective spoke. Yoshi just nodded and hung the phone entering the dojo again to find Mr. Yamamoto.

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Yoshi found Mr. Yamamoto and explained the situation to him, after expressing his condolences the old man allowed Yoshi to leave his job and take as much time as he needed to sort things out or at least until his "nephews" had been found. Yoshi thanked the old man and headed for the station picking a cab with an african american driver that didn't seem to be in the mood to talk with his client something Yoshi appreciated since he didn't want to talk either. They had just moved just 200 meters when his cell phone rang again. Looking at the ID he realized it wasn't the same one from Detective Sanders which he had already recorded this one was a different caller.

"Yes Hamato Yoshi here." He responded to the phone. From the other side of the phone an elaborate voice sounde and somewhat raspy but grave voice came through.

"It's been so long my brother" Said the voice. "I longed to hear your voice once again you know?"

"Saki" Yoshi said recognizing the caller almost immediately.

"You know I paid an old friend a visit to see if he knew where you were, unfortunately he was less than cooperative." Oroku Saki spoke. "A shame, he had such a lovely wife."

"So it was you" Yoshi growled as he felt the hate Saki inspired in him rising up.

"Oh don't be mad Yoshi, I'm sure they knew the risks when they agreed to help you hide." Saki said with a dark chuckle, it was clear to Yoshi he was enjoying himself. "However I was nice enough to spare their children like their mother requested during her last moments."

"Where are they?" Yoshi said "What have you done to them?"

"They are fine for now." Saki replied. "They are on one of the warehouses near the docks on the East River you can come and get them if you want. As long as you come alone."

"I understand" Hamato said. "But they better be unharmed."

"Don't worry Brother." Saki said. "But hurry up who knows for how long will they remain like that." He added hanging up the phone.

Yoshi remained silent for a few moments as the taxi kept moving towards it's previous destination finally Yoshi seemed to think of a plan.

"We are going to change destinations" He told the taxi driver.

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When the taxi reached their destination the sky was already red illuminated only by the last rays of a setting sun. Yoshi stepped out of the Taxi near the docks, he knew he would have to search for the warehouse Saki had been talking about, then again he knew that since his former brother wanted him to reach it was likely he would have made it easier for him to find. Turning around he looked at the Taxi driver.

"Remember what I've asked of you, get away from here and call the numbers I've given you. It's very important." Yoshi said but the taxi driver just nodded leaving Yoshi to wonder what would truly happen next.

He walked towards the nearby werehouse and stopped, he was being observed, perhaps from the roofs of the buildings.

"Enough of games!" Yoshi demanded of his unseen foes. "Come out!" Surprisingly the enemy ninjas obeyed and came out both from the roofs and some unseen corners. One of them who seemed to be the leader of the small group approached him.

"Welcome Hamato Yoshi." He spoke spitting his name as if it was garbage. "Master Shredder has been expecting you."

"Master Shredder?" Yoshi asked but none of the group replied as they began leading him towards where Shredder and the kids were. They walked a few meters towards one of the nearby warehouses and entered. Yoshi's eyes took a moment to get used to the dimmly lit room but when they did he observed several Foot ninja clan soldiers surrounding them. At the back of the warehouse stood a man nearby four tied and seemingly unconscious forms, the man wore samurai like armor and a cape as well as the helmet which had been the heirloom of the footclan for many generations, the Kuro Kabuto. The man, Yoshi guessed was Saki or as his followers now knew him, Shredder.

"It's good to see you again brother." Shredder spoke with fake joy and a voice as pained and somewhat distorted as it had been over the phone. "I've been looking all over for you." that part seemed sincere.

"Here I am Saki." Yoshi said. "Release the children."

"The name Oroku Saki no longer holds any meaning to me." Shredder growled in response. "You should know that my name now is Shredder."

"I do not care what your name is now Saki" Yoshi said defiantly. "You've got me now. Let the children go."

"I shall think about it after I end your life." Shredder replied approaching him, showing him part of his burnt face and his inert eye and readying his steel claws.

"You tried to kill me once and caught me by surprise, that won't happen twice." Yoshi said as he charged against his former brother launching a series of kicks and punches while he managed to block the Shredder's claw attacks with his bare arms. The Foot ninja clan waited for a signal from their master to attack but Shredder didn't want help.

"Don't interfere. Secure the hostages!" He ordered his men who proceeded to obey. Yoshi meanwhile began thinking of a plan to rescue the children as he used Shredder's strength against him and threw him to the floor. The Shredder just growled not even flinching at the painful blow to his back. It was clear to Yoshi that he couldn't kill him then it would take too much time and that was of essence, plus he didn't know what the foot soldiers would do to the children if he ended their master's life. Securing the children came first.

Taking Yoshi's distraction as an opportunity his foe struck him on the back on the knee making him fall to the ground as the Shredder rose from it. "Always the hesitant one" the Traitor taunted. Yoshi also quickly recuperated rising up and kicking his foe with both legs in the process. As the Shredder stumbled backwards Yoshi launched several attacks while the Shredder was open to attack and his opponent fell again, moving quickly Yoshi headed for the kids. The Foot Clan Soldiers moved to intercept but none of them were skilled enough to do so and many were knocked out on the process. He reached the kids just as the older one Leo was waking up.

"Uncle Yoshi?" He asked groggily. "What are you doing here?"

"Getting you out" Yoshi replied as he untied them. "Wake up your brothers, we are getting out of here." He added in a commanding tone.

"No one is getting out of here." Shredder growled as he approached the group with his remaining Foot Ninjas. "Your story ends here brother" he declared solemnly. However just as he was going to order the ninjas to attack many police sirens sounded on the nearby area.

"I do not think so Brother." Yoshi said spitting the last word like Shredder had done. Shredder growled knowing that even if his revenge was at hand he would not be able to get out of the country like he intended if he confronted NYPD.

"This isn't over." He growled back. "Retreat!"

"What of the injured and unconscious Sensei?" Asked one of his subordinates.

"Leave them I have no time for people who've failed." Shredder said as he and his subordinates proceeded to leave the building. Yoshi let out a sigh of relief he didn't know he'd been holding and looked at the kids, they were all more or less awoken to a degree.

"Can you walk?" He asked concernedly. They all nodded in response and he carefully exited helping them walk as they advanced towards the gates. Once outside the warehouse they were greeted by a police flashlight to the face.

"Police don't move!" Said the two agents "Hands up!"

Yoshi obeyed as two other agents arrived and pointed their guns at him. "I'm Hamato Yoshi I'm the one who's called you here" he said as the agents approached the group slowly.

"You mean you are not with the shady guys that fled the scene just now?" One policeman asked incredulously. Yoshi didn't bother to reply to such an stupid question.

"Could you please tell Detective Sanders that Hamato Yoshi has the children and is waiting for him here?" Yoshi asked and one of the policemen proceeded to do so. He looked at the skeptical policeman. "If you are looking for more shady guys there are a group of unconscious one inside the warehouse." The policeman nodded and signalled his partner to follow him just as many more patrol car and an ambulance arrived at the scene together with a black family sedan.

A seventy year old man clearly japanese with grey and white short hair who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers and his eldest daughter, a beautiful woman on her late twenties with black shoulder length hair and dressed with an executive dress from an expensive brand, approached him as they stepped out of the black sedan just as a man, on his early thirties caucasian manwith brown hair and eyes and muscular complexion dressed in a normal grey suit with a white shirt and black tie, followed by another younger man, also caucasian, shorter and less strog looking, on his middle twenties perhaps whose hair was falling despite his youth with light blue eyes and dressed just with blue t-shirt a jackett and some black jeans, also did. Mr. Yamamoto was the first one to speak and he did so in japanese.

"What happened here?" he asked. "Yoshi what's going on?"

"It's a long story Sensei." Yoshi replied. "Let's just say my past has caught up to me." The old man seemed to want a more detailed explaination than that one but he let it slide, he knew Yoshi would tell them when he was ready.

"Who are these children?" Mr Yamamoto's daughter Aiko asked in english.

"They are the children of a recently deceased friend of mine." Yoshi replied simply, and the woman nodded muttering a brief "I'm sorry".

He and Aiko didn't have much of a relationship, they did get along although not as much as the Mr. Yamamoto and Yoshi simply because they didn't see each other much. Yoshi looked at the detective just as two paramedics approached the children.

"Have they been harmed?" One of the paramedics asked.

"They've been unconscious for a while" Yoshi said. The paramedics asked if they could take a look at the children and Yoshi nodded, he then spoke with the detective after reassuring the scared and unwilling to leave his side children it would be ok. "You have some of the murderers of Frank and Amanda on that warehouse detective."

"Who are they?" The elder detective of the pair, Yoshi recognized as Sanders by the voice, asked.

"Would you believe me if I told you they were ninjas?" He asked in return as both detectives looked at him as if he'd grown a second head while Aiko and her father remained calm, although Yoshi saw how Yamamoto prevented his daughter from making a comment.

"I'd have a hard time believing it." Sanders finally said.

"Too bad because that's what they are." Yoshi said with a serious expression.

"Next you will tell us you were a ninja too" The younger detective said as he snorted in disbelief. Yoshi didn't pay any attention to him.

"In any case" Sanders said also ignoring his partner. "I'm gone have to ask you to come with me to the station, we need to ask you a few more questions."

"I'm afraid I can't do that Detective" Yoshi said with no defiance whatsoever on his voice. "After the Paramedics finish with the children I'm afraid I'm gonna have to disappear at least for a while."

"What!?" The detective asked completely thrown off by the statement.

"And I'm gonna need you to tell the news you found my body and the bodies of the children murdered here, there mustn't be any activity from Hamato Yoshi anymore." Yoshi said.

"But the men who attacked you surely know you are alive." Detective Sanders said.

"But we will be completely under the radar they won't know where we are" Yoshi said. "Not until we want them to." He thought to himself.

"I don't know who you think you are but you are in no position to make such a request." Sanders's partner said. "Plus if you are in need of protection as long as you testify against those freaks I'm sure the FBI will provide you with it." He said as a group of policemen lead a group of arrested ninjas towards the patrol cars.

"What you are asking is extremely difficult even if I considered helping you" Detective Sanders said "Many people here now you are alive." He reasoned with Yoshi who nodded but still seemed determined.

"Make up something or better yet, say the truth say it is for the children's sake." Yamato said.

"You aren't seriously going to consider his proposal are you?" His partner protested. "For all we know this man is in league with those freaks." Sanders didn't even acknowledge his partner this time.

"I'm going to take a big risk and agree to this stupid plan, I'm good at detecting liars and you don't seem like one of them." Sanders said. "And you" he added looking at his partner are going to go along with this little lie if you don't want me telling your girlfriend of your two other ones." The younger one was going to reply but Sanders walked away and he was forced to follow. Once they were gone Yoshi looked at his sensei.u

"This is Goodbye Sensei" he told his boss. "I won't be able to work with you any longer."

"I see." The old man replied. "What are you going to do now?"

"I must find a place to hide, I need to train the little ones, to prepare them for what is to come." Yoshi said. "We will remain hidden until that time comes"

"I may not know the whole story but I would like to offer you my assistance" Yamamoto said. "To help you in this fight you seem to have ahead. Aiko and I live in a big house, too big for just the two of us why don't you use it as your hideout."

"What!?" Yoshi and Aiko, who was now speaking japanese, asked at the same time.

"What I just said." Yamamoto said calmly without even flinching at their tone. "We live at a big house in Queens, too big for the two of us, we have a large basement which we are already use as a dojo and if we leave now almost no one will see you enter."

"Sensei I couldn't it's too dangerous. This is my fight, I already made the mistake of dragging someone into it four years ago. I can't make that mistake again." Yoshi said with pain clear on his voice.

"Father I understand you want to help, and I would love to do so too, but what Yoshi-san is saying it's true. This is not our fight." Aiko tried to reason with him.

"Aiko do you remember when you were in Highschool and decided to become a lawyer. Back then you were so determined to help people obtain justice before you saw more profit in other kinds of law." Yamamoto said looking at his daughter with fond eyes. "I remember you gave your mother and I quite a speech and finished with a sentence that left a lasting impression, "All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing". And from that point onward your mother and I were determined to help you achieve your dream making an effort and paying for your studies both in Japan and here in the US. Now what kind of person are you to deny help to a person who's trying to do good?"

"Mr. Yamamoto your daughter is only doing what she thinks it's best for you and I agree with her." Yoshi argued.

"I won't accept a no for an answer, I'm not so weak as to need a good friend and my daughter to worry about the consequences of my actions. I'm perfectly capable of defending myself and even if she doesn't look like it so is my daughter." Yamamoto said with a tone of finality.

"My father is right Yoshi" Aiko said looking at the Master "We would be honored to help you."

"I thank you both from the bottom of my heart." Yoshi said finally giving up and seeing the logic in all their statements even if a large portion of his mind screamed at him that it was a terrible idea.