Ch 3 A deal with a Demon.
Shredder walked to his room, his mind reeling on all that had happened the past few months. He had gone to Japan when news of the Tengu items had been found. While there, Karai, still under the control of the brain worm, had disappeared after trying to capture Yoshi and the turtles in some strange traps. He had come home to find her gone, possibly dead.
Then the strange Triceraton attack, which some how the turtles and the rest of the mutant freaks managed to defeat. And during the attack, Karai had returned and aided them. She was free of the brain worm and became their ally. Now, he had no idea where she was. She had gone off with Hamato and he had sent her off somewhere to keep her safe from him. He scowled angrily when he thought of the young girl he had come to raise as his own daughter. She was his and that rat took her away from him, just like he took Tang Shen.
He clenched his fist as he thought of the women he had loved and lost because of HIM. He and his mutant turtles took away everything and everyone he loved, and now he was left with nothing. Nothing but his anger and hate for the rat and his loathsome freaks he pathetically called sons.
But now he had a plan. A plan that would destroy Hamato Yoshi once and for all. If the legend of the Tengu were true, he would have all that he desired and, hopefully, be rid of Hamato Yoshi and the rest of his hateful clan. He grinned evily as he thought of the idea of using one of the rat's own pupils to do it.
Shredder entered his room and approached the mirror. It was tall with gold and silver trim. At the top, a rather large diamond shone brightly. As Shredder stared at his image, he placed his hand on the mirror and ran it down along the side, feeling the kanji engravings as he went. He slowly bent down and knelt before it, his head low and eyes closed.
"Your humble servant awaits you my lord." He said.
The mirror suddenly clouded over with black swirling smoke. Sake looked up and watched as a strange greyish human-like creature suddenly looked down upon him and stared at him with cold and glowing narrowed eyes. "Oroku Saki." The demon's mouth did not move but the Shredder could hear him as if he were speaking in his ear. "Have you retrieved my vessel?"
"The living vessel is not yet here, but my men continue to look for him." Saki replied.
"From the moment I was awaken, I have touched his mind." The demon continued. "He is near and I need him if I am to fulfill my destiny."
"I will retrieve him for you, but you must fulfill my wishes first." Shredder told him.
"If you wish to destroy your enemies, I must have my vessel." The demon demanded of him. "Only upon his accepting my spirit will I then give you what you need."
"And what must I do in order to have him 'accept your spirit'?" Shredder questioned, his face twisted in a scowl at the thought of having to be this beings' servant. "He is not one who will just extend his hand to you and let you in."
"You must have him accept the darkness that still resides within his soul." The demon's voice was cold and ominous, filled with hate and desire. "However you can."
"The creature has strength within that may be hard to break." Shredder said. "Will not another soul be just as useful." Shredder wanted to give himself to the demon from the start so he may get the power that laid within the items, but the demon continued to refuse him.
"My vessel is an innocent whose darkness came from me long ago when I took him the first time." The demon explained. "I must have HIM if I am to live again."
Saki bowed to the demon once again. "I will bring him to you, force the darkness within him out, and then he will accept you into his heart." Saki looked up at the mirror. "And you will then give me what I want?"
"When I have him, you...as well as I...will have all that we desire." The demon assured him. "But I MUST have my vessel!"It once again demanded before it slowly began to disappear from view.
Shredder stood and watched as the swirling black smoke vanished leaving the mirror with nothing more then his reflection. He then turned and left his room, his mind thinking of the many ways to have this 'living vessel' accept the darkness within him. He grinned maliciously behind his helmet as his mind came up with one strategy after another. "This will be fun." He told himself.