Trust.
Plot: An au of sorts where April finds the little turtles in Stockman's lab. If that sort of thing interests you, please do read and review.
Chapter two: Shredder
Oruku Saki sat in his office near the top of his head quarters. The view of the city through his wide window was spectacular as always. He boredly tapped his finger against his desk, the whelp's final words ringing in his head like a buzzing bee.
"You're a monster! It doesn't matter if I grow up to beat you, your karma will make you pay!"
He laughed to the stupidity of it all, what did the child understand of the world or how it worked? Only the strong survive and only the strong knew to strike down those who one day would try the same on yourself. He had no worry about the whelp or his pathetic cowering brothers, even if he was out there alive as Stockman had informed him, he wouldn't be for long. He would survive from the wound that silenced him for insulting him in such a way, no, he would die from his own weakness. He would put his trust in that woman who had helped them and she would in turn abandon them to die of starvation. It was human nature; she may have been willing to help them out but would she put it apun herself to raise them? To give up her needs for theirs? No, to humans they were just freaks. He had been around long enough to know. Even if they did live these next few years with the woman, they held no chance against him. Without the rat they would never be properly trained to be a challenge. They would always be weak children who held onto to a justice that didn't exist.
He remembered seeing the tape of the rat who had taken down his ninjas. As soon as he saw his movements that he was a student of that fool Yoshi and had to be Associated with the guardians somehow.
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. He commanded whoever it was to enter and a few seconds later he saw his teenage daughter's head poke in the room. He nodded his head and Karai bowed before him.
"Master," she began and he nodded allowing her to contiue,"Baxter Stockman is here, do you wish me to send him up?"
He thought for a moment already knowing what he was here for,"No. Tell him to drop the search, I do not wish to waist my time searching for the brats."
"Of course master," she says with another bow exiting the room.
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Tbc.