Leonardo made his way back home. He had to tell the others of what he saw, the horror. He shook the image from his head, he didn't need that image in his mind while he was running. He jumped from a ladder and hit the ground running. His breath came in long gasp as he controlled his breathing so he wouldn't be out of breath when he got to the others.
He stopped, something was ahead, a figure. He crouched down and inched forward.
"Hello? I know your there I can see you!" It was a woman. It was her. Leonardo stood and looked at her with intense eyes.
She was happy to see the large turtle, after hours of search the sewers he was a welcome sight. But he didn't seem to share emotions. She looked up and down his body. He stood about 6 feet tall; a blue mask was tied around his face and across his eyes, a true ninja. His eyes where narrowed and his breath sounded like he had been running. He was very muscular, all his muscles seemed to stand out, ready for battle. But she didn't want to fight.
"I need to talk to your sensei, Master Splinter." She put her hands up. The turtle made no move, but his hands were in fist. She didn't like this, she thought about her Glock that was tucked in the back or her pants. She made no move toward it. "You were the Turtle that I saw the other night, right?"
Leonardo studied her face. She seemed sincere, she meant him no harm but he couldn't forget what he just saw.
"You, you killed those people." He grunted.
Jessica eyed him. He must have just seen the bodies, and was running to warn the others. She needed him to believe that he wasn't going to harm him, she had to play cool.
"Yes I did." As she said this he reached for his Katana's and held them ready for an attack. She looked at the weapons; they're silver gleamed inside the dim sewer. She looked back up into his eyes. "You expect me to think you have never killed anyone with those." She nodded toward the blades.
"These blades have never had innocent blood on them." She didn't like not having the high ground, and she was losing her patience. She quickly grabbed the ugly Glock from behind her and held it ready to fire. "This gun has never put a bullet it someone innocent either." She narrowed her eyes.
"The people what did they do to you?" Leonardo's thoughts went back to the kitchen. The scene horrified him. Four bodies laying face first on the ground hands tied behind there backs. There throats where cut and the blood pooled around them. So much blood, the people couldn't even fight for them selves.
"They did nothing to me," she shrugged. "But they threatened America, and American lives by planning to bomb the building you sat on, and watched me that night.
Leonardo looked shocked they where terrorist! And she did see him that night. How could she, and why did she continue through the window knowing that someone was watching her, a witness.
"Yes, I did see you," she said reading his mind. "What? You think because you sat still I wouldn't see you?" She laughed, "oh no my friend I saw you long before you saw me."
"Why would you allow a witness?" Annoyed that she had called him friend.
"I'm protected by the government. What ever I do comes from the White House directly." She was hiding something, he waited. "And I didn't believe what I saw."
Leonardo gripped his Katana's. And he thought about it, he could easily cut her down faster then she could pull the trigger. But she was someone who was born to fight could he risk it. He wade his options, he could try attacking and praying he'd come out on top, or he could put the weapons away. He thought about it, she only pulled her weapon out because he had his out. If this was a mistake it could be his last. He slowly replaced the blades behind him. But she didn't move.
"What is it you want?" He took a step toward her and her gun.
Her eyes wondered across his body. He did the same, she was extremely attractive. Her feminine curves outlined her whole body her long legs standing apart in her shooting stance. She was perfect in everyway a women could be. His gaze went back to the gun. She lowered the gun, and hid it back behind her.
"I would like to talk to your Sensei." She said taking a step towards him. "I mean the United States Government would like to speak to him."
Leonardo looked at her hard, he didn't trust her. She took another step towards him, everything in his head told him to back up, don't let her get close, but he was paralyzed. She then took another step. She was so close he could smell the aroma of apples from her hair. Her eyes flickered up into his, her eyes held moon light in them. He looked at her lips full and pink. He looked up, getting his eyes off of her.
"Unload your gun." He said trying not to look at her.
She smiled she was getting to him, looks like it doesn't matter if your turtle or a human she could attract them. She had no intention of unloading her Glock. She never went anywhere with out some kind of weapon. She put her hand on his strong green arm. His eyes went back into hers with the contact. She leaned into him.
"I can't do that, my mom always told me to never meet a stranger with an unloaded gun."
Her voice sounded as if it was dipped in honey. Leo felt her body press against him. She was moving fast. He didn't even know her name; she didn't even know his name! He cleared his throat and took a step back, and her hand dropped to her side.
"Then where are you staying? I can't have you meet him without him knowing and my brother's approval." He watch her eyes digest his words.
"Okay, well them… I'm stay at the Hilton, room 745. I'll be waiting." She turned toward where she had come. Then turned around, "How many brothers do you have?" She only knew of him and the Sensei.
"I have 3 other brother." And with that he turned around and slid in the shadows.
Jessica smiled. Good lead me right to them, she thought. Then silently followed her prey.