"Ray?" I could hear Bill's worried voice as he sprinted down the hall to see what had spooked his wife.

"Welcome home, dad." I smiled sweetly as his eyes landed on me, a slight edge in my chipper voice.

"Cam, it's nice to see you." His voice smooth and careful.

"Wish I could say the same thing." My smile dropped. "You've got some explaining to do."

"About what?" He slid into a chair across from. Still as calm as ever.

"Just a few things. Mom, why don't you join us? I would love a little heart to heart with my parents right about now."

She sat down next to Bill shaking violently, trying to hold back tears.

"Tell me why you were working with Shredder, or are you still pawning off children to him?"

"How about I get us some drinks first. It's not every day your child comes home." He stood up pulling two cokes and a orange soda out of the fridge. "You still like orange right?"

"I'm more worried about what my guardians were doing letting me and my sister get kidnapped than what flavor my soda is." I gave him a cold look as he sat back down and passed out the sodas.

"That reminds me, is Kayla here?"

"No." I looked away and clenched my hands into fists.

"Well, give her my regards when you see her again."

"I thought he would of told you." I closed my eyes trying to keep my anger under control. I opened my eyes and looked at Rachael. She was looking down, guilt clouding her face.

"Mom? I'm guessing you didn't know that Kayla's dead." I spat getting her to look up at me.

Tears began running down her face. "He p-promised he wouldn't hurt you both. I d-didn't, I never meant for-" She covered her face as she began sobbing.

Bill glared at me and began rubbing her back, whispering things in ear till she calmed down.

"Oh, and can I just say, the funeral you threw for me and Kayla was very pretty. Tell me, how did it feel lying about our deaths to everyone." I was pissed. I would be lying if said I didn't blame them for the month of horror I went through.

"I-I should have done something." She looked horrible. She was shaking hard enough to rattle her chair. Tears stained her face "He said he would kill you if we didn't give you up. It'd been planned since he staged the-" She suddenly stopped, biting her lip as a new burst of tears were added to her face.

"What was staged?" My glared at them both. I wanted answers, not these half baked responses.

"Camellia how about I cook something and we can talk about this over din-"

"You're talking now!" I yelled slamming my fists on the table. Unable to hold it back anymore, my eyes turned black. I had no doubt the shocked look had more to do with the color of my eye changing than with me yelling. "I couldn't give a damn about you guys. The only reason I'm back here is to I can get some answers, and you playing house wife isn't helping."I was livid with them, Bill mostly. I wished he would stop playing and get to the point. It was a strange thought to think I once looked up to them.

"I was tortured for a month. I watched the only family I had left die, and you seem to think that that dinner's can mend a year worth of nightmares and pain!" I was screaming as tears ran down my face. "You sentenced me to hell! I wish shredder had killed me instead!" My vision was blurry from tears, the contacts weren't helping either. "Kayla might have lived that way." I whispered the last part.

I gave them a look that I thought I would only reserve for Shredder. "So God help me, give me some answers before I make you both regret living." My blood was singing with anger. I was beyond any point of reason now. "I'm going to ask this one. More. Time. What was staged?"

"Before you came here." Bill started, his words steady. "Shredder came to us and told us we would be taking care of two kids. In return we would be paid well. We had no idea that he would have your parents killed. No, it wasn't an accident. You came here soon after with Kayla and we took care of you both as told. Two days before you were taken we were told about the project you were to be apart of. We weren't told any details, just a promise that he wouldn't hurt you. Last second they decided to take Kayla as well to make sure you behaved."

I was frozen in place. He...Murdered my parents? Shredder planned to take me from the beginning? Why me?

Why, why, why, why.

"Tell me something." I closed my eyes as they went back to normal. "Why, why didn't you tell me sooner? You hid this from me."

Bill opened his mouth to speak but I quickly cut him off.

"Don't give me some B.S. about how you were trying to protect me." (A.N.- B.S.= Butterscotch)

"What do you want me to tell you?" Bill asked "You seem to think that you're a grown adult who can handle the truth. I could have let Kayla die. They only needed you after all. I did what I could to keep Kayla alive. You owe me more than you realize. Kayla is most likely dead because of you." He gave a slight laugh

He's dead!

I pulled my swords out of their sheaths as my eyes washed over from purple to pitch black. I was behind him with both my blades pinned against his neck before he could bat an eyelash.

"You deserve worse than I could ever dish out. If I wasn't above you, I would gut you like a fish." I whispered in ear. "Your lucky Racheal's here. You're a horrible husband. Look at your wife."

We both looked over at her. She was frozen in place as she cried silently. "P-please, don't hurt him Cam. I love you, I'm sorry. I'm sorry! We should have done better. Please don't kill him."

"She's like that because of you. You put her in this situation." I hissed. "She doesn't have the heart to have little girls tortured. I can't believe-"

"Viper stop!" I looked up sharply to see Mikey glaring at me. "You're acting like she did."

He meant Kayla.

"You can't tell me he didn't do wrong."

Mikey's P.O.V.

"That's not what I said." I snapped. "Let him go. Don't use people against him. She did the exact same thing. You say your above him right? Then let him go!"

I was scared. Scared that she would do something she would regret.

"I can't just let him get away with this!" She stared at me with her midnight color eyes sending chills down my shell.

"This isn't you. Killing him won't change what's happened. I know you see that."

"But Mikey what should I d-" She stopped suddenly, coughing violently. Her swords fell onto the table and she slammed her back into the counter behind her. Her eyes were flickering between black and purple. She threw up on the floor clutching the counter behind her with her hands.

I scooped up Viper and her weapons and rushed out to the car, careful to not be seen by anyone.

"Come on Viper. Wake up." My voice shook in fear.

What was wrong with her?

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