Sorry this chapter's a little short. Will update more soon.
Chapter 3: Slash"He is perfect!" Shredder exclaimed.
The second in command of the Foot approached Master Shredder and bowed.
"Yes Master. It seems the procedure has worked. You now have your very own mutant turtle."
The Foot Clan had found one, final canister of the illustrious ooze. So, another plan was concocted to use the ooze to create a mutant to destroy the turtles. Of course, the last time was a disaster. Especially since the last two mutants, Tokkar and Razaar, were not only slow, but stupid to boot. This time it will be different. To ensure this, he decided to make a turtle like his enemies, maybe to trick them or just mess with their minds. This turtle, using the latest genetic technology, has been given a similar genetic code to the Shredder. For all intents and purposes, this turtle would become his prodigy, his son. Just like Hamato Yoshi's teachings influenced his enemies, so would this turtle learn his own teachings.
As Shredder looked towards the creature, he realized this turtle was about a foot taller than his enemies. He had a darker greened skin tone and a certain darkness about him. It was as if the turtle glowed evil.
As Shredder approached the turtle, he asked his second in command, "Can this creature understand me?"
"Oh yes, Master. He can answer back too. You see, with the improved genetics he will able to learn things much faster than a normal person."
"Let's test than, shall we."
Leaving the second in command confused by that last statement, the Shredder approached the newly created turtle.
"Do you understand me, turtle?"
The turtle was confused, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, a sudden grip encompassed his neck as the Shredder pulled the turtle closer to him.
"I said, 'Do you understand me?' Now, nod if you do and shake your head if you don't. Simple as that. Well?"
After a moment, the turtle nodded.
"Good, now lesson number one. My name is Master Shredder, but for now you may just call me Master. Understand?"
"Shrreeedderr," the turtle slowly spit out. He was suddenly approached with a big back hand smack in the face, leaving a huge cut on his left cheek. It would definitely leave a big scar.
"Wrong. Now, what do you call me?"
"Master."
"Good. Guess you were right. He does learn faster than others. Now turtle, you will learn the ways that I've been taught, so you can destroy our enemies. But first, a name."
As the Shredder thought of a name, he studied the cut on the turtle's cheek.
"That's a pretty good slash you got there. Hmm, Slash. That's not too bad a name. Well, Slash, training will begin tomorrow. Bright and early, agreed."
Slash smiled and breathed, "Agreed."
And as Shredder turned and walked away, Slash lifted his hand and slowly wiped some blood from his cheek. Studying it, he licked the blood from his hand and savored the taste in his mouth. Then he gave a blood curdling grin and thought, 'Well, this is going to be interesting.' As he looked at Shredder, another thought popped into his mind, 'Son of a bitch must pay. Soon.'
Someone once said: No one is born evil.
They were wrong.
More to come: Worries and Training
