Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT.
Song for this Fic: Iris as performed by the GooGooDolls
Leo and his brothers are 32 years old. Tony is 37.
**Warning** This fic contains something that may be disturbing to some. Please if you choose to read do not flame this fic but rather comment concerning the quality of the writing.**
Chapter 10:In the Dark
Kyogen's POV
I grimace as my shirt scrapes the bandages on my back from the whipping my "mother" ordered after I broke the mirror in my room.
Her green eyes flash angrily as I tug at the tie around my neck and I hiss in pain as she grips my arm.
"Ninjas do not show weakness," she hisses in my ear before stepping away towards the cameras.
My mother has decided to portray herself as a good Samaritan and donate a large sum of money towards repairing the area that I destroyed the other night.
In the eyes of the people who live here it was an act of aggression, a type of terrorist attack and my mother is playing that game for them, pretending to be a shaken and sad citizen who simply wants to help.
Me? I'm forced to pretend to be her legitimate heir and concerned citizen who is heartbroken at the loss of people.
Personally, I liked it, it was the first time I'd been allowed to do what I was bred and raised for. My first taste of blood and warfare.
That was what they wanted right? A lethal weapon?
They got it, but now…now I feel like I've been chained and I want to scream for my freedom.
I want nothing of this…none of these restrictions.
I want my freedom.
I get a slap on the back from one of my mother's coworkers and bite back a yelp of pain as he greets me.
"Kyogen right?" the man greets.
I nod stiffly.
"Hai, sir," I greet with a flat tone.
"Your mother was telling me that you had a rare birth defect, an odd genetic anomaly and I work with geneticists and was curious if I could see your eyes?" the man greets.
I frown but turn my head to reveal both of my eyes.
"Who are you?" I ask stiffly.
"Kyogen, don't be rude," my mother states as she walks forward offering the red-haired man a smile, "Hello Chapman."
"Good day Mistress Karai," he replies, "How are you?"
"Well as can be expected," she replies before turning to me, "Kyo-"
"Am I right to assume Karai that you or your men are involved with the bombing in the first place?" Chapman accuses with a quiet voice so that he is not overheard by the cameras or other guests.
My mother's eyes flash sharply in warning.
"Why would you assume such a thing Chapman?" She replies stiffly, "You know that there has been a truce these last years."
"Just seems interesting placement for a terrorist to strike," Chapman answers.
My mother frowns at him and her eyes glint sharply with hate but she does not speak.
Chapman nods with a smirk before walking away.
"Kyogen…if you wish to redeem yourself you will kill him," I mother orders softly before walking away with her fake smile reattached.
Something in my blood boils with excitement.
This was what I was created for.
I stand and fake the smiles for the cameras and the people who know my mother the rest of the night until the very end when my mother nods and I slip away.
As I change from my tux into my gear the pain from my punishment, the injuries, I manage to forget about it.
I check the note my mother had slipped me with Chapman's address before exiting out my window in one fluid, silent, motion.
Oh this…I can breathe, this feeling of running.
The predator bred into me screams inside with delight.
Does my father feel this way when he hunts his enemies?
Like someone just let the chains drop and gave you the power of life and death?
I shiver in delight before pausing on the rooftop above Chapman's home, my eyes flicking into the windows in order to find him.
When I see him I'm inside and behind him before he can't turn to face me.
Blood splatters my gear as his head rolls, his green eyes wide in shock from when he started to turn to see me.
I shiver and groan.
It's over too fast, the death, the killing…
Then a soft droning catches my attention and the sound of my name; as I turn to inspect the noise I see an open laptop running a video with Chapman on it.
Kyogen I'm sure I'm dead by now but there is something important you must know…Karai is not genetically linked to you in any way. She is not your mother.
My eyes widen at those words.
My sister is.
Bishop and Karai selected her to bear you after Karai found out about the rare genetic mutation that is called Heterochromia iridium.
Two different colored eyes.
Bishop believed that someone with genetic structure would allow another unique mutational gene to surface in offspring.
Your father, if you do not know, is Hamato Leonardo. A brilliant, loyal, and honorable warrior. Leader of the Hamato Clan.
When Bishop held him as a prisoner years ago Bishop learned that Leonardo possessed a rare and rather startling recessive gene that arose during his mutation.
Leonardo could pass the ability to shift between two forms onto his offspring if he bred with a human.
None of the other members of his family possessed this gene.
He was unique.
And Karai wanted to steal any children he sired in order to train them as weapons.
But there was one problem. Leonardo would never have children, Leonardo is homosexual.
I freeze, eyes widening in shock as I struggle to absorb the words I'm hearing.
My chest heaves as I struggle to breathe.
My sister was stolen from her apartment over two years ago.
An associate of Hamato Leonardo's chosen mate was forced into handing him over to Bishop last year, he escaped but not before Bishop acquired both semen and other genetic samples in order to start genetically building you.
My sister's ovum were harvested and specific genes were spliced with specific genes of Leonardo and about thirty other carefully chosen genetic donors for lack of a better word.
After three unsuccessful attempts of growing the offspring in womb-like technology they chose to place you directly into Sarah's womb.
She had no choice.
But you did exactly what the others did, you tore apart the place you were growing in…but you lived longer than the others.
You Kyogen, were the only one who survived past the first steps after birth.
Your sister Uen, nearly made it as long as you, but both of your brothers died moments after their…birth.
I know this information because I was there, forced to watch what they were doing after I tried to get my sister out.
Kyogen there is one thing that Karai and Bishop fear. They fear that Leonardo's sexuality will pass onto you.
That Kyogen is your ultimate weapon against them.
Karai wants to create an army based on your DNA and she has declared you as her son. But if you are homosexual as your father is…their plans could fail.
I sink into the chair beside the laptop and for the first time in my short life I feel tears roll down my cheeks.
I had…a family.
A family.
Meanwhile on the laptop Chapman says one more thing.
Kyogen…do you know what your name means?
I look towards the screen and see the sad green eyes of the man before me.
I swallow and shake my head as if he were really there to see me.
Kyogen is Japanese for lies.
I jerk back and shudder.
Kyogen, don't believe Karai, when she is done with you…she will kill you.
She has lied to you.
Find Leonardo, trust him.
The video ends and I stumble to my feet, chest heaving, head spinning.
I can't BREATHE.
In one fluid motion I turn and run, I run, and run until I am home and I lock myself inside my room and press myself into the corner and cry.
I can't stop.
I can't think.
I had a family, I was never truly anything but fuel for fire of a war.
I am nothing except a weapon.
When I finally get myself together I head down to the dojo after I clean myself up to meet Karai.
When I get there I don't find my supposed mother but Ian or "Ice" looking at some of the blades along the walls and I hear him sigh.
He turns as I step into the room and his pale blue-grey eyes widen in shock.
"Um…I'll leave sir," he mumbles before walking towards the door.
"No," I hear myself whisper.
Ian freezes, looking a little scared.
I lift my gaze to meet his and remember Chapman's words: You have only that one weapon against them.
"Can you keep a secret?" I whisper.
Ian pauses, blue-grey eyes meeting my green and brown.
He nods and I feel my lips quirk into a smile.
"I like you," I whisper, "Does that scare you?"
Ian remained still for a moment.
"Like me as in-?" He whispers trailing off.
I nod and we remain where we are, eyes glued to each other's gaze.
"No," he replies, and then he smiles, "I better your mother will hate that."
I simply grin.
You have no idea.
A/N: MUAHAHAAAAAaaaaa! Please Review!
*So guys I've had an unexpected death in the family so updates might be a bit chaotic until I've come to terms with things.*