Here is a bit of background to the inquiries I have been receiving about who killed Leo. I didn't know who I was going to make her when I wrote the death so it does not fit very well, sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT
One year earlier
I pulled up to the foot headquarters in New York City. I hate the sun. It is so bright and hot that I feel as though the reflection on my pale skin is a beacon to the 'twihards'. Thankfully, the job I was applying to did not allow for much basking in the sunlight. It was more me being recruited than me applying, this process was just a formality. I don't know what I was expecting to see when I walked into Foot HQ, but this just did not scream ninja. I walked through the automatic glass doors into a reception area that looked like it could have belonged to any building in NYC. The only thing that would lead you to believe this was anything but a normal office building were the armed guards, with their backs to double doors. Even they could be overlooked by an untrained eye. A young man peaked out from behind a desk, "Ms. Asani, Mistress is awaiting you in her office.". He waved toward an elevator passively and went back to pecking at his keyboard.
I rode the elevator up to the top floor, where I was expecting to meet Karai. Instead, I met an old woman. I thought Karai was supposed to be... younger? There was no mistake that this was her though, the abrasive look in her eye met every description of her that I had heard. Any chance of backing out now? No.
One year later
I looked good in the Foot uniform. It framed my long lean body. The black and red were striking against my alabaster face. My black hair was even darker than the uniform, but it had to be braided back so I didn't have to cut it. Even camouflaged by the uniform, I stood out among the elite Foot. I stood out for more than just my looks. I had become Karai's personal pet. Karai does not have favorites, rather, she has ones that are more useful to her than others. Having a favorite would imply that she had emotion beyond power hungry and vengeful. Nevertheless, she took me on for a personal task. I was to eliminate Hamato Leonardo.
The attacks of the Turtles were before my time. Who the hell was Leonardo? The blue one? He was a what? A giant mutant turtle. Ok, now Karai was not only scary, but delusional as well. She has the worlds largest stronghold, she controls the worlds best assassins, and she is completely crazy. It was going to take some convincing on her part to get me to believe in such childish things. Be careful what I wish for. My friend Chaplin led me down a restricted corridor to debrief me on the green situation. Not only did my completely sane (until proven otherwise) friend confirm Karai's story, he backed it up with recorded evidence. The blue turtle looked right into a camera while climbing out of a sewer.
Ok, now I had a target. I had motivation, please my Mistress. I had means, I was an assassin. I was ready. I waited until nightfall.
