"Are you ready?" Karai asks.

I nod in confirmation, "Let's do this." Last night was intense. I took hours for me to fall asleep. The voice in my head…it had to be a trick. Here's what I know; I wake up in Sensei Saki's home. Not anyone else's. Saki's. I use self defense on him, not having any idea what I'm doing. Just going through motions that have been seared into my bones. And he tells me that he is my ninjitsu teacher. So it stands to reason that the fighting style I used was ninjitsu that I learned from Sensai Saki. Saki hasn't given me any reason not to believe him. So when he tells me that some Kappa injected me with a serum and now I have lost my memories, but I have little flashes of them, then I know he's telling the truth. And I know from Japanese history that Kappa are tricky creatures. So the voice in my head, the nice images, the intense feelings - they're all tricks. Things the Kappa are implanting in my brain to make me trust them when I shouldn't. And they are going to pay. No one messes with Alexandria Hamato…Hamato?

Karai takes off and I push my thoughts away as I follow her out of the warehouse. She does flips and tricks to get to the rooftop and I follow suit. My uniform is ridiculous. It's large and heavy and the mask covers my whole face, making it difficult to both see and breathe. How come Karai doesn't have to wear this kind of uniform? I chalk it up to her being a higher ranked ninja.

She cuts a large circle - big enough for us to climb through - into a skylight on a rooftop. I raise my brow at this. Isn't this breaking and entering? Even if we're taking back items that were stolen from us, it stands to reason that this is still illegal. But I'm not about to argue. As I said; thin leash.

She takes the glass away while another foot soldier who came along ties a rope around a vent and tosses it into the hole. Karai goes first, sliding down the rope in ninja silence and speed. I follow next, and the soldier after me. My feet touch the ground without the smallest noise and I follow Karai as she ninja sprints to the other side of the building. She uses the glass cutter once more to get into a case.

Taking a look around our surroundings, I realize we're in a museum. If this was really a Saki family heirloom, then shouldn't there be some channels we could go through to get this back the right way? I don't get a chance to ask - not that I would - as she reaches into the freshly cut hole and grabs a sphere. I have no idea what the thing is. Donnie would probably know, though…wait, who's Donnie?

As Karai turns to me, a shurikun flies at her hand. It gives her palm the slightest cut, forcing her to drop the sphere. I catch it easily and turn to our assailant.

A Kappa.

Stuffing the sphere into my shoulder bag - I was tasked with carrying it - I go for the weapons at my waist. I'm not sure what I thought would be there, but I end up gripping onto a single Katana blade. As I wield it, I realize it just doesn't feel right.

The Kappa I recognize from my memories with a blue mask steps forward, "I've been looking all over for you, Karai."

"I'd imagine so," she sneers, rubbing her cut hand, "Come to get seconds?"

Assuming she's talking about him taking my memories, and planning to take hers next, I tighten my grip on the katana. "Where's my sister, Karai?" the blue Kappa growls. I realize now that he has two katana blades. And he is very angry. The opposite of my memories. It only cements what I thought before; they'd been tricking me into a sense of trust. They are not delicate creatures.

"I don't have any idea what you're talking about," my sister scoffs, "What sister?"

"Alexandria," he demands, taking a step forward. Alexandria? I glance over at Karai who doesn't even flinch, "I know the foot clan took her that night. Where are you keeping her?"

"You're delusional," Karai steps in front of me, "You don't have a sister."

This makes the Kappa very angry. It should. His tricks won't work on us. He comes forward in a furious frenzy. He strikes my sister harshly but it's nothing to her. She's calculated while the blue ninja's mind is clouded by anger. I think about stepping in to help, but that would be unwise. It's dishonorable to- I quickly spin around to stop an assailant.

I don't know where he came from, but a red masked Kappa attacks me from behind. I'd only barely heard him over the scuffle in front of me - now behind. The red Kappa punches at my chest, but I dodge and kick him in the leg. He goes down long enough for me to round house his face. He grabs my ankle just before I land and we both fall to the ground.

I get a quick glimpse as the other soldier we brought along goes down against the orange and purple Kappa. I guess the enemy sees no honor in fair fights. So neither will I. I jump to a standing position and forget about my katana. It doesn't feel right. Instead, I fight with my hands.

"Old school, huh?" the red one asks, "Fine by me." He puts his weapons away. At least the Kappa aren't totally dishonorable. The red kappa shouts at me with his punches. More angrily than the blue Kappa does. Somehow, I feel like I've fought him before and this is normal for him. He fights with rage. It will be his defeat.

We punch and kick at each other and the fact that I haven't gone down seems to alarm him. Like he's surprised I'm not as easy as the other soldier had been. The purple Kappa comes to the red's aid while the orange goes to help the blue. Two on one in both aspects. Still no problem for me.

While one kicks at my feet and the other punches towards my face, I spin in the air and come back down to sweep my legs, taking both to the ground. On the floor, they seem displeased. Surprised that a foot soldier is so strong. I should probably mention to Sensai Shredder that his soldiers need more training.

Instead of kicking them when they're down - which would be easy, but wrong - I go to my sister's aid. I take on the orange one, leaving her to the blue. The blue that she seems to have a corral with. The orange doesn't hesitate to fight against me. But neither of us are able to land a blow. We dodge each other, seeming to see each others moves in advance. As we continue, we both get frustrated. It makes us forget about our surroundings and just try to take each other down. We're evenly matched. I have a feeling I fight this one often. So much so that he has memorized my fighting style.

I don't know where it comes from, but I do a move. If I'd of had Kama blades or fans with me, I'm sure I'd of torn my sparring partner to shreds, but I simply smack him in the face as I jump up, rolling in the air, and swing my arms around like a top. He goes down, holding his face. As I look down upon him, he stares at me in shock, confusion, and…relief? "Lexi?"

It's like a severe blow. Memories rush at me, making me confused. A birthday with the red Kappa smashing his face into a cake, making the rest of us laugh. A late night scary move marathon and he sneaks into my bed late that night. A sparring session where he skins his knee and I carry him to the purple Kappa for a band-aid. It's so powerful that I take a step back.

How dare the Kappa speak my name? And a nickname, no less. Not even Saki nor Karai have given me a nickname. The orange Kappa slowly gets to his feet, "Lex? Is that you?" My fists become harsh at my side as I raise them once more. He puts his hands up as well, but not in the same fashion. He raises them flat palmed like he's trying to get me to calm, "Lex, it's me. It's Michelangelo."

Another blow. I take a step back as more memories rush me. The orange Kappa and I play with an orange cat. We play videogames in the living room. We surprise attack each other for fun. Stop it! Stop messing with my head! I throw a punch at him. He quickly dodges and spins around to stand behind me. "Lexi, please!"

"Mike?" the red Kappa rushes over. He stands between the orange and me, putting up his fists, "Mike, go help Leo."

"But-"

"Now," the hot-head insists, "It's not Lexi."

I glare at him through my mask. How dare he? Just as I'm about to throw another punch, this time at the red Kappa, the Kappa named Mike pushes the red one aside, "Take off your mask."

I hear Karai and the blue and purple Kappa fighting on the other side of the museum. The other foot solder is still passed out. They're all preoccupied. She can't help me. I have to do this myself. I glare at them, cursing, "Get out of my head."

The red one looks stunned, "Lexi? No way, is that really you? What are you doing dressed like that? Why you attacking us?"

"Stop it," I demand, ripping my mask off. I toss it to the ground, angrily, "Get out of my head, you freaking demon."

"Demon?" he raises a brow, "What are you talking about? We're not doing anything to you. We're your brothers, Lex!"

"Brothers?" I scoff, "Like I'm going to believe that I'm related to a bunch of mutated freaks."

Both of their eyes widen in shock. The red one shakes his head, "You don't mean that. They've done something to you. You don't mean that."

"Yes I do," I glare, "You're Kappa tricks won't work on me. I know who my real family is and that's Sensai Saki and Karai. You won't trick me you…you freak!" With that, I throw another punch. This time it lands, knocking the red Kappa to the ground. Physically, he seems unfazed by it. Mentally, it's as though it's the worst punch he's ever received. He stays down, too stunned to get back up.

I huff rapidly, my fists tightening in anger. But when my eyes land on the orange Kappa, I stop. Tears well in his eyes and he looks on the verge of crying. I feel a pang in my heart seeing this Kappa so upset. Trick or not, what I did was wrong. It's one thing to fight in self defense or offence for honor. It's another to completely destroy someone's self esteem. And I'm sure calling someone a freak is crossing a line.

I let my hands relax and I try to breath calmly. I want to apologize. Tell the kappa boy I'm sorry for ever saying anything so harsh. But I can't find the words. Somehow, someway, his eyes spark and I know he understands. He takes a step forward, placing a hand on my shoulder. Out of shock and surprise, I take a step back. He seems more hurt by this than anything. I bite my lower lip, grabbing my mask from next to the red Kappa who lays stunned on the floor, and back away in a jog until I turn and run for the exit.