He makes his way toward their usual spot to enter the surface. Putting his hand on the ladder, he thinks about this decision.Am I sure I wanna do this? The Foot could still be up there looking for me...Maybe I'll just go to her old home. She hasn't been there in a long time. Not seeing her for weeks, I thought maybe she was just getting really good at following us without us knowing, but I doubt that now.
He scales the building and once at the top, notices a figure by her stuff. He quietly walks over to the figure, when out of no where pulls out a weapon and swings it toward his neck, stopping just short of any damage.
His muscles tensed, ready to react. He look at her.
"What do you want?" She demands to know.
"Huh. What are the odds you'd actually be here?" He ask rhetorically. She looks away from him, then puts her knife away. "So...you did let us go."
She turns her head back to him. "Let you go?" She laughs.
"If you didn't, then why didn't you just cut my throat? This would be your best chance to actually try to take me out. Not that you actually could or anything."
She smirked. "You think I couldn't take you down if I wanted to?" She mocked.
"Yes. Yes I do." He taunted.
"Oh yeah?" She furrowed her brow
"Yeah." He got in her face.
She smirked again then grabbed his arm twisting it behind his back, but he moved to quick for it to trap him. He turned his wrist to grab a hold of her wrist and pulled her down. She put her legs around his and twisted her hips making him fall to the ground. She puts her foot on his chest like she's beaten him. He grabs her foot and pulls. She loses balance and falls next to him. He rolls on top of her pinning her down. His hands on her shoulders. He feels her squirming, trying to get out of his grasp, but she can't budge him.
"See. Told ya I'm better than you." He rubbed in.
"You got lucky." He smirked at her, and got up off her, offering her a hand.
"So why are you here anyway?" She asked.
"I knew you weren't as bad as you made yourself out to be."
She sighed. "I guess I just don't have the guts to actually take someone down."
"Listen. I know you're not bad. The Kraang's just got you thinking that that's what you're suppose to do but-"
"I know." She interrupted. "I'm leaving. I'll find somewhere else to live. Far away from here. Where the Kraang, and Shredder won't be able to find me."
"You're just gunna leave?"
"What other choice do I have? I'm not staying here to be used."
"So now you realize the Kraang's been using you?" He said as he leaned against a wall.
"Blah blah blah, I'm not lettin' any one else tell me what to do. That includes you." She pointed at him.
"Pshh, I'm not forcin you to do anything." He noticed the carvings in the wall next to him. "Hey, you changed your hit list."
"What? Oh, that." She noticed what he was referring to.
"We noticed your little hit list carving here when we came looking for you a while back." The carvings showed the four turtles with paint matching their mask colors. Where there was once numbers above their head, 1 through 4, there was now scratches. Above the turtles there was a drawing of the Shredders mask, and a Kraang. The number 1 above Shredder and 2 above Kraang. "But I don't get you're numbering system. I was number 4, meaning I'm the strongest right? Why isn't Shredder number 2?"
"Ha! The strongest? Not quite what that meant."
"Well I know I'm not the weakest."
"It's in order of who I think would be easiest to take down. Michelangelo gets distracted easily. Donatello could be trapped with a certain female bait. And, well I honestly don't know very much about Leonardo. So I just made him number 3."
"I'll say, you drew his swords on the wrong side." He laughed.
"Really? Hmm..." She studied the carving.
"Pretty good drawing though, you got the crack in my shell right."
"Thanks, I kept getting visions in my head so I drew them."
"Visions? Of us?"
"Yeah, I'm not sure why."
"So you drew what you saw in your head, and planned your attack."
"Yeah, that and I don't know how to spell."
"What? You don't know how to spell?"
"Ok seriously, your names are incredibly long and confusing. It's not my fault I was never taught."
"So you think Shredder would be easier to take down than the Kraang?"
"Well, I could take out a bunch of Kraang, but there's tons of them. There's only one Shredder. Besides, he pissed me off a lot more than the Kraang has." She tells him as she walks toward the edge of the building. The light from the streets shine on her face.
"What happened?" He asked when he notice it. The big cut on her left cheek.
"Shredder did it when he found out I let you go." She says solemnly, touching the cut.
"What!? I'll make him pay for that!" He said furiously punching his fist into his hand.
"Ha! You may have taken me down, but there's no way you could beat Shredder. Some how he's just too strong. It's kinda ridiculous." She complained while sitting on the ledge.
"And yet you're gunna try to take him out alone." He mocked, sitting down next to her.
"Well, I can try. You know, I guess you're not so bad after all."
"Oh yeah? I remember a time when you called me a monster."
Her eyes widened in some surprise. "Heh, yeah sorry about that. I guess I was hoping you'd forget." She smiled.
"Well we don't get a whole lot of compliments. I guess I should be use to it by now."
She gave me a dirty look. "You don't get use to being called a monster. And you shouldn't ever have to."
"So, are you gunna take them down before or after you leave?"
"Well if I stay here the Kraang or Shredder will find me and who knows what'll happen then. If I wanna accomplish anything I need a good plan, and I can't do that in plain sight."
"You could..stay with us." He offer, not really knowing how well that will go with his brothers.
"Heh stay with you? In the sewers...I don't think your brothers like me very much."
"Uh well, they'd just have to deal with it. You'll be our ally, and they'll learn to like you." He offered. He felt as though with Kira on their side they could take down any enemy. Plus she could spy on the Kraang for them. I'll have to convince her.