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Chapter Four: Karai
Kit snapped the phone shut and hurried her search. If she was caught, the Foot ninja or even Karai could easily kill her, but if that device wasn't found tonight there might not be another chance.
She hunted through the luxurious hotel suite. No bags, no obvious safes sitting around or behind any of the wall hangings, and Karai's briefcase revealed nothing. Something caught Kit's eye and she turned to see the light over the private elevator flashing different numbers, somebody was coming.
"If I were a ninja heiress with a nasty revenge complex, where would I hide the key to mine enemies?" Kit whispered. She ran her claws through the fur on her scalp and took a step back to look around the suite. It was mostly one large room with short walls, partitions, and beams spaced around the room to divide areas. Americana blended with classic Japanese lead Kit to believe that as fancy as this place was it was mostly for entertainment reasons, and the few clothes in the closet proved that theory.
Doubt as to Donnie's theory that Karai kept that device thingy close to her was beginning to creep into Kit's mind when the carpet shifted under her foot. After moving her weight back and forth a little a grin tugged at Kit's mouth. There the smallest shift in the carpet that would be impossible to notice if a person weren't both barefoot and somewhat familiar with wall-to-wall carpeting. "Now what have we here?" Kit bent down and sunk her claws into the thick flooring, then lifted.
A square of the carpet and its padding came up. Underneath the flap was a safe with a complex digital locking device. "Great." Kit mumbled sarcastically, "W.W. Donnie do?"
She reached for the cell phone, only to hear a high pitched noise and feel heat tear between her hand and her side. Kit spun around and stood in one swift movement, facing her opponents before the charred phone and her singed belt had time to hit the floor. "Surrender mutant." Karai ordered. Her expression was a sick balance of black hatred and confident neutral as she stood in the elevator, flanked by two laser-rifle wielding tech ninja.
Kit narrowed her eyes and faked to her right, drawing the tech ninja's fire, and then darted to the left. It was an old move, well practiced and very useful for such situations; unless one happened to be an idiot who should have faked left and run right. Instead of running for the bathroom and her only known escape route, Kit ran toward the living area. Before she had gone two steps the tech ninja had adjusted their aim. If it weren't for her jacket now loosed from the belt making her appear to be a bigger target than she was Kit would never have made it to the temporary safety of the leather couch.
She darted behind the furniture, her nose wrinkled against the stench of burning leather and synthetics as the lasers cut through the couch, then a chair, following her as she crawled from one cover to the next.
At one point she was able to catch sight of the elevator where the two tech ninja still stood firing at her. "Now where's Karai?" Kit grunted, diving behind a partition.
"Right here!" Kit barely managed to dodge Karai's katana. The blade sliced through the cloth of Kit's gi instead, pinning the jacket to the wall. From somewhere under her tight fitting cocktail dress Karai drew her tanto and prepared to stab Kit with it. Before she could the mutant shrugged out of the jacket and took advantage of the tech ninja's temporary ceasefire to dash behind a support beam several yards away.
For a breath, Karai was cut off from Kit by renewed laser fire, but the tech ninja quickly adjusted their aim. Karai approached Kit from one side of the pillar while the tech ninja started cutting through the pillar on the other side. The only direction left for Kit to run was to keep the pillar between her and the elevator which would lead to the large, mostly empty closet; cornering her.
As the lasers burned closer, Kit was forced to move closer to Karai. Karai gripped her tanto, ready to destroy at least one of the hateful mutants. She sliced, aiming to take off the freak's head.
Karai's tanto cut deep into the pillar. With a growl she looked up to see the mutant clinging to the pillar overhead, plaster showering from where her claws dug in, just a moment before the mutant leapt at her.
Two turtles crept silently over the floor of the hotel, looking for any way to the level beneath them. "Ya think maybe Kit's found it by now?" Raph asked, poking along a wall, looking for some kind of vent or shaft.
"Maybe, but if she does she'll know where to find us." Leo replied, carefully examining his own wall. "Ah-ha! Found it!" Raph hurried over to where Leo was pulling a grate from the wall. They looked into the shaft, it was the same size as the last one, but there were fewer pipes and wires. They might just be able to squeeze their shells through.
"Alright!" Raph grinned. He double checked the size of the shaft and had a sudden image of getting stuck in Karai's 'chimney'. "So, uh, who goes first?"
Leo smirked over his shoulder at his more muscular brother, "Merry Christmas, Santa." He replied. "Jolly elf in red first." Raph opened his mouth to retort.
Just then they heard the all too familiar sounds of laser rifles and combat beneath them, Raph didn't hesitate another moment before sliding into the shaft and shimmying downwards. Leo would kick him through if he stuck.