-back at the lair-
"Well, we agreed with you first, bro'", Leo said. "I don't want to be impatient, but you really should tell us now what you intend to do."
Donnie shrugged his shoulders. "If I knew for sure...", he murmured to himself.
"What?! Don't tell me you have no idea", Raph snapped.
"Ummm...well...I told you..."
"You told *what*? You mean you told us at the industrial area that you had such a perfect idea how to get to know what is happening?"
Donnie shook his head, giving his brother an angry look. "I just can't believe how silly you can be, sometimes. Just wait, okay, and things will clear up."
Donatello was right, at least partly right... - 15 minutes after their discussion Shredder awoke, looking around a bit puzzled. "Where am I?", he asked, looking at Leo, who was standing in front of him. "And who the heck are *you*?!"
Leo's eyes widened in astonishment. "Wait... wait a second - you don't remember who I am?"
Shredder shook his head. "I haven't got the slightest idea if I even have seen you ever before..."
"Errr... but we", he motioned to his brothers, "are the turtles. You *do* remember who we are, don't you?"
"No, as I said", he paused and looked away for a second, obviously considering something. "And I don't even know my own name."
Leo could do nothing but keep staring at him. Raph frowned. "C'mon, don't try to play the innocent, tin-face! What did you do at Fleet industries?"
"Where? Never heard of it", Shredder replied. "Well, that's rather odd, I could swear I had something to do today. Something important."
"Yes, really?! What?", Donnie looked straight at him, hoping he'd answer.
"If I knew, I wouldn't be here, I suppose...", Shredder responded.
"Could it be something in connection with Fleet industries?", Donatello urged.
Shredder shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know and...", he suddenly stopped and stared at Donnie with a suspicious look in his eyes.
"Err... what's wrong?!"
"Why do *you* want to know those things? That's none of your business!", Shredder snapped at him.
Before Donnie could answer, Mike - who had left for a few minutes - came back. "Dudes, guess we have got a problem now!", he announced.
"Why?" Leo turned to his brother.
"Master Splinter's back. And he won't be very glad about what we've done."
A few seconds later, Splinter entered the room and halted as he saw Shredder.
"Oroku Saki - what are you doing here?!"
Shredder stared at him in disbelief for a moment, then got to his feet and stepped back quickly. "Splinter...", he whispered, his eyes widening in surprise. Suddenly a vague memory came back to his mind. Clouded with doubt, but better than nothing. "Splinter", he repeated and, looking to the turtles, he went on. "You green demons, what have you done to me?!"
The four turtles exchanged glances. "Hey, Shred-Head, we haven't done anything, apart from the fact that we've saved your life!", Raph snapped.
"You have done what?!" Shredder couldn't believe his ears.
Donnie nodded. "Well, I wouldn't describe it that way, Raph's exaggerating a bit, but partly it's true."
Splinter looked at each of them. "What had happened here?!", he interrupted them.
Donnie told him what they had seen. "...and that's why we wanted to know what Shredder had been doing at the industrial area", he finished his story.
"And April didn't tell you any news, my sons?"
Donatello shook his head and turned back to Shredder. "I don't want to seem inquisitive, but don't you remember anything?!
"The only thing that keeps running through my head is the fact that we are enemies", he responded.
"That isn't of importance now!", Leo broke in. "We should go back to this area. Maybe, that'll make you remember, Shredder."
He hesitated. "Why should I work together with a turtle?"
"Because... well.. because you want to know what had happened, too - I suppose."
Shredder slowly nodded. "Alright, we will try. But if you only think of any tricks, you'll regret it!"
((to be continued))
"Well, we agreed with you first, bro'", Leo said. "I don't want to be impatient, but you really should tell us now what you intend to do."
Donnie shrugged his shoulders. "If I knew for sure...", he murmured to himself.
"What?! Don't tell me you have no idea", Raph snapped.
"Ummm...well...I told you..."
"You told *what*? You mean you told us at the industrial area that you had such a perfect idea how to get to know what is happening?"
Donnie shook his head, giving his brother an angry look. "I just can't believe how silly you can be, sometimes. Just wait, okay, and things will clear up."
Donatello was right, at least partly right... - 15 minutes after their discussion Shredder awoke, looking around a bit puzzled. "Where am I?", he asked, looking at Leo, who was standing in front of him. "And who the heck are *you*?!"
Leo's eyes widened in astonishment. "Wait... wait a second - you don't remember who I am?"
Shredder shook his head. "I haven't got the slightest idea if I even have seen you ever before..."
"Errr... but we", he motioned to his brothers, "are the turtles. You *do* remember who we are, don't you?"
"No, as I said", he paused and looked away for a second, obviously considering something. "And I don't even know my own name."
Leo could do nothing but keep staring at him. Raph frowned. "C'mon, don't try to play the innocent, tin-face! What did you do at Fleet industries?"
"Where? Never heard of it", Shredder replied. "Well, that's rather odd, I could swear I had something to do today. Something important."
"Yes, really?! What?", Donnie looked straight at him, hoping he'd answer.
"If I knew, I wouldn't be here, I suppose...", Shredder responded.
"Could it be something in connection with Fleet industries?", Donatello urged.
Shredder shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know and...", he suddenly stopped and stared at Donnie with a suspicious look in his eyes.
"Err... what's wrong?!"
"Why do *you* want to know those things? That's none of your business!", Shredder snapped at him.
Before Donnie could answer, Mike - who had left for a few minutes - came back. "Dudes, guess we have got a problem now!", he announced.
"Why?" Leo turned to his brother.
"Master Splinter's back. And he won't be very glad about what we've done."
A few seconds later, Splinter entered the room and halted as he saw Shredder.
"Oroku Saki - what are you doing here?!"
Shredder stared at him in disbelief for a moment, then got to his feet and stepped back quickly. "Splinter...", he whispered, his eyes widening in surprise. Suddenly a vague memory came back to his mind. Clouded with doubt, but better than nothing. "Splinter", he repeated and, looking to the turtles, he went on. "You green demons, what have you done to me?!"
The four turtles exchanged glances. "Hey, Shred-Head, we haven't done anything, apart from the fact that we've saved your life!", Raph snapped.
"You have done what?!" Shredder couldn't believe his ears.
Donnie nodded. "Well, I wouldn't describe it that way, Raph's exaggerating a bit, but partly it's true."
Splinter looked at each of them. "What had happened here?!", he interrupted them.
Donnie told him what they had seen. "...and that's why we wanted to know what Shredder had been doing at the industrial area", he finished his story.
"And April didn't tell you any news, my sons?"
Donatello shook his head and turned back to Shredder. "I don't want to seem inquisitive, but don't you remember anything?!
"The only thing that keeps running through my head is the fact that we are enemies", he responded.
"That isn't of importance now!", Leo broke in. "We should go back to this area. Maybe, that'll make you remember, Shredder."
He hesitated. "Why should I work together with a turtle?"
"Because... well.. because you want to know what had happened, too - I suppose."
Shredder slowly nodded. "Alright, we will try. But if you only think of any tricks, you'll regret it!"
((to be continued))