Reap what YoU sow

Something in Raph's gut finally made him believe that he could trust John. It was very close to midnight when the turtles retreated into the sewers. John was halfway home when he thought he had heard something. He glanced past his shoulder and saw nothing but a desolate street and a badly lit streetlamp. As he turned his head forward he saw two Foot soldiers in front of him. One of them had a knife and the other's hands were empty.

"What do you bastards want?"

"Your Black Lotus clan is decimating our forces, we have lost many friends and fellow brothers because of the Black Lotus, so you will lose someone close to you as well," the weaponless Foot soldier said cryptically.

"But that wasn't me, that was the Black Lotus! I'm not with them anymore."

"Everyone has to pay for past mistakes sooner or later and now your time has come," the one with the knife said.

As the knife guy finished talking, the other Foot soldier sprang into action. He jumped and planted his foot in John's chest. John began to stagger backwards and as he did his attacker sweep kicked him and John fell. John saw his chance and took it; he kicked the guy as hard as he could in the groin. The Foot soldier keeled over and moaned in pain. John was finally beginning to completely understand what was happening and was frantic to return home, these guys were retaliating against him for the group crimes of the Black Lotus. His mind was frenzied as he thought of his mother and brother, who were alone and unprotected.

He got back up and the Foot soldier with the knife attempted to stab him but was way too slow to catch someone as agile as John. John leapt over the Foot soldier and when landed he kicked the guy in the back and the Foot soldier landed face first. John knew he had to end this quickly so his next move was brutal. He leapt a short distance from the ground and as the Foot soldier was beginning to lift his head, drove his knee into the back of his head and slammed into the pavement. The Foot soldier screamed in agony as his blood painted the sidewalk. John ran home at full speed and within moments arrived at his apartment complex. He rushed up the stairs to the third floor and found his apartment door wide open.

"How could no one have seen this?" John thought to himself.

Stepping into the living room John saw the place was a complete mess, someone must have had a struggle. The room had been turned upside down, there were overturned chairs, broken lamps, books scattered all over, and more debris on the floor. But surprisingly nothing had been stolen; all the appliances worth anything were in their usual places. That meant they were only here for one thing and that was revenge. He walked into the kitchen and saw that it was in a state of disarray as well. Drawers had been pulled out and various utensils lay strewn across the floor. Finally John saw what he had feared all along, under the collapsed kitchen table he could see his mother's outstretched arms and legs.

He moved the table out of the way to examine her. Her face was as emotionless as if she had died in her sleep. Even though her face was puffy and there were bruises along her arms. She had two stab wounds; one in the stomach and the other in the breast, these wounds drenched her shirt in blood. John felt her and noticed that the warmth from her body was only beginning to fade, he realized the Foot might still be here. He stood up and grabbed a knife, he was anxious to exact revenge on any remaining Foot soldiers. When John checked his room and saw it was empty he feared they got to Ken as well. He crept into his mother's room and heard a noise from under the bed. John dropped the knife and checked under the bed, as he suspected it was Ken.

"Ken it's me, John."