A/N: I just want to apologise in advance for any screw-ups I make trying to write Raph's accent.

"How 'bout now? Can we go home now?"

"Jesus Mike, I swear if you don't shut up…"

"But I'm bored! Dude it's not like anything's happening out here tonight."

I watch as the red-banded one – Raphael – grinds his teeth and growls softly. "Ya might be the biggest pain in the ass that eva lived, but'cha got a point bro."

"Yeah I- Hey!"

The way they behave, it's shocking. They have no focus, no discipline. This may be even easier than expected. Still, I must be careful; they must be more skilled than they appear. How else could they have managed to defy my master for so long? Frankly, I would say that they have just been lucky – that luck is soon to run out. Especially if I get my way.

At the rendezvous point, I wait. Mentally preparing myself and running over the plan one last time, marvelling at its simple genius.

Ah, here she is. "It's about time Kirai. I have been waiting."

"Adara."

I turn to her as she steps from the shadows, her head inclined in the shadow of a bow. The jealousy and hatred in her eyes fills me with a cruel sort of pleasure. I have known her feelings towards me for a long time. She envies me. No longer being her father's favourite pains her every day.

"Give me one of your swords."

Her eyes widen slightly at my order, but that is the only sign of her surprise. "You don't want me to do it?"

I snort dismissively. "I don't know how much I can trust you in a normal situation, let alone if you are wielding a weapon against me while I am unarmed."

Wordlessly she hands me her left katana handle first, her face hard. "I would never go against the Shredder's orders."

I fix her with a piercing stare, on eye ridge raised. "Well isn't it strange that I would have reason to believe otherwise then."

She only manages to hold my gaze for a few seconds before turning away, full of shame. "They will be here soon," is all she says.

My only response is to raise the sword and draw it across the outside of my shoulder, making sure that the wound will appear to have been done in battle. An injury will make my story more believable. Finished, I casually toss the katana back to her, the instrument still stick with my own blood.

Footsteps approach. "They're here."

Time to begin my act. I take a deep breath and scream. "No!"

As predicted, the fools rush straight in. Just like a fly who doesn't see the web right in front of him.

"Well, well. If it isn't the Shredder's little bitch," the one called Raphael sneers. He is overconfident and that shall be just one of my many advantages here.

"Whoa! Who's the turtle dudette!" Michelangelo. The biggest fool of them all. He is the key here.

I rush to them, for all appearances desperate and frightened. "She's going to kill me!" I dash behind the orange-wearing idiot, clinging onto the edge of his shell. "You have to help me. Please." I let my voice drop to a whisper on the last word.

He turns. I see the pity in his eyes already. Fool. Even the hot-headed Raphael turns to me in sympathy.

Out of the corner of my vision I see Kirai vanish into the shadows once more, completing her part.

There was no need for a fight now, no matter how much I would enjoy watching her die tonight. No matter. Once my mission is complete... Well, she had better learn to live without sleep.

A/N: So what so you all think of Adara so far? She's a real piece of work, huh?