Author's Notes

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- Lookie another chapter! Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 9: Risks

Over the next couple of days, Violet had to rest a lot but on top of that, had to put up with having someone with her at all times. She awoke to find Mikey asleep leant against the door where he was too tired for night watch but had found it was his turn. She was pretty much better now, a little bruising and cuts that were still healing but otherwise healthy. She sneakily slipped out of bed and snuck over next to him.

She whispered his ear while putting on a voice "Watch out for that cliff!" She could see he had acknowledged it by the change in expression. She then playfully shouted out "AHHHHHHHH!"

"NO!" He jumped up then looked around confused. He glanced down to where he had been sat and saw Violet giggling. "You're just as bad as me!" he declared.

"Oh! And that's a bad thing?" she looked at him innocently. "Wanna' go get a drink?"

He rubbed his eyes. "Sounds like a plan" he yawned.

As they left her room, they were stopped by Master Splinters.

"It is good to see you up and about again Violet" he smiled at her. She felt nervous, like the first time she had spoken to him, but she didn't know why, she just was. "Today I have come to an important decision" he looked at her.

She heard Mikey gulp; she swallowed and prepared for the worst.

He smiled again "I would like to start your training"

She blinked, "My training?" confusion hit her again.

"I want to train you in the art of ninjutsu" he repeated.

She was speechless; all she could manage was a confused "What?"

Mikey had looked confused but was now wide-awake and excited "That is soooo cool!" he grinned at the thought.

"You have not heard wrong child, you have shown vast amounts of strength, bravery and even a little bit of stealth...'" he paused as Mikey glared at her for what she had just done to him. "These all make up true warriors, but not only that, you have also displayed a large amount of trust towards our family, and it is time to return that level of trust" He offered her his hand and she took it as he lead her away from Mikey.

Splinter took her to the training room, not that far from her own room. She was still nervous as she thought she would screw up. Leo was in there as usual, he smiled, obviously aware of Master Splinters plans.

"I have been informed by Leonardo that you have shown experience even in the Mental side" she looked at him still confused as to what was happening.

"You know, when you contacted me. How did you do that?" Leo asked her.

She blushed slightly. "Well, my family was sort of into the spiritual side of stuff, you know before" she gestured towards herself.

"Ah! So you know how to meditate then?" Splinter considered something to himself.

"Yes, I think so" she answered.

"Let us test your mental level then" he suggested, "Leonardo, join us" he informed his son.

"What should I do?" she asked still puzzled.

"Just meditate" Splinter answered calmly as he sat down on the floor and began to control his breathing. She followed his example by also sitting and focusing on her breathing. Allowing her worries to fade away, all her thoughts stopped. She focused on the void.

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Violet left later with Leo, allowing Splinter to go to his study. 'Her spirit is strong, it just needs more focus, and only then will she become a skilled ninja' he thought to himself as he watched them leave.

"You know, I was thinking something" Leo remarked at Violet.

"What's that?" she looked at him expectantly.

"Well, seeing as you're going to be a ninja, you may as well wear that ninja mask you turned up in" She nodded, a little disappointed by what he had said, she had expected more of a conversation.

She went to her room and grabbed the thing off her desk. She looked briefly at herself in the mirror before putting the mask on, and then looked again. For the first time since she had changed, she could look at herself comfortably without flinching or being upset at the way she looked.