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I wiped the blood off the ruler and turned to look at Mikey, who was also covered in blood.
“Leo asked me to follow you.”my brother recite the lines
“Did all his slaves die?”
Mikey rubbed his eyes, trying to get the enemy's blood out. There weren't many enemies along the way. Karai may have really moved her pile of junk weapons out to the front door, as to why she was here and what is she waiting for? It's none of my fucking business.
I'm just kind of glad Donnie didn't actually blow up this place. You know, geniuses always have a thousand ways to hack into military satellites, and then blow up the whole building with some kind of precision guidance. According to geniuses,
“I won't do it because i'm not in charge, but I won't give up the right to do it."
Oh, that's not much fun. I'm still stuck with all the crap that Leo keeps Nagging away. Hell, if I listen to him, I'm done. If he listens to me, he's done too.
“You think I'm gonna kill her?”
“No, you won't. I just don't want to know too much,” he shrugs, not even bothering to take a look through the crack in the door
“You'll miss a lot of fun,” I couldn't resist teasing him,
“Seriously, Raph?”
Those sky-blue Eyes Winked at me, and the Little Bastard actually looked at me for a moment to see if there were any dirty thoughts in my head,
“Or what?” I spun the sai in my hand,
“I'll keep it a secret.”He laughed brazenly. That's my brother.
I lit a cigarette, turned and pushed open the door painted with the family emblem of Oroku,
the room had a high dome, three walls of huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and my eyes fell on the bronze statue of Oroku Saki, which held a shrine and a weapons rack, missing a samurai sword.
A brown furs, neatly laid out at the shrine, was so familiar that it immediately reminded me of the warmth and touch of my childhood snuggling under it, and you could tell it was there on malicious purpose.
My fist was clenched too tight, my heart was pounding, and the sound was reaching to heaven-the rage that almost roared out of my throat in an instant, maybe it had been lurking inside of me all along, it was because my mortal enemy was so far away that I swallowed it with difficulty, and let my eyes fell upon the master of the room.
That son of a bitch.
I held back the thought of ripping her with the strength to rip her apart.
“Your soldiers have been wiped out by my brothers. Your planes and cannons have been melted by Donnie's new toy. Three and a half of your elite ninjas have died. I don't know where the remaining half body has gone, but Why am I not surprised you didn't surrender, Karai?”
“Is this what the ex-leader of Hamato clan taught you?” She looked at the bloody scene outside the door and raised an eyebrow. “Looks like there is no different from the Foot Clan.”
Her bloodthirsty eyes were trying to find anything in my face that would feed her, to make up for the disappointment she felt when she saw a Hamato who came to her was not the turtle she longed fo.
“The EX-leader of Hamato is there, you can go and ask him.” I snorted coldly then Karai smiled with pity，
“You sent your brother away so he wouldn't see —”
“I sent my brother away so he wouldn't know how we both get blind drunk on low tea.”
If there's one thing i've learned from Mikey, it's that You have to learn not to be angry to learn how to burn someone up. I did my best to relax my hands so they wouldn't form a fist.
It worked, probably because I didn't touch my sai, she didn't pull out her katana either.
I sat down in the chair next to her,
“Tell me something I don't know?” She smiled again,
“I need to ask you something before he cut your head off, but first—”
Suddenly she seized the sword beside her at the speed of a viper,i was faster than her.
I stuck my Sai stab into the back of her hand and nailed her to the tabletop. The Sai was nailed into the walnut table deeply. I was much stronger than she was.
She let out a low growl, trying in vain to break away from Sai.
I picked up the infamous helmet(kudo kabuto) beside her and began banging the counterweight on the end of the Sai to stab her deeper then threw it away and leaned back in chair.
I watched sweat from her forehead, all the muscles were tensed up and panting like fucking Darth Vader, but it wasn't nearly as twisted and screaming as I expected.
Groan of pain quickly calmed down, Karai took a deep breath, a glance at the Katana at hand,I was waiting for her to humiliate herself.
“You're a fucking monster, Raphael!”
The way she yelled at me was much better than the way she looked at Leo.
“No, I don't want to fuck you,” I laughed coldly ,“Maybe I like your cold dead body. When I take your head home, I'll make myself a chamber pot.”
“Your leader won't allow it. We both know what kind of person he is.” If it weren't for the fact that her fingers were trembling, bleeding, I would have almost Confused by her mocking tone.
“well you don't know that he's got some other shit on his mind, like he thinks you're like him. But we both know, Karai,you're the kind of bich who waits in the gutter for someone to slip in and bite him.”
“At least I'm not some pussy who wants to fuck his brother even can't confess to him.”
“Shut up cunt, I'm not turning dadddy's tentacles into vibrators just because he doesn't have a cock.”
I saw myself in her eyes, burning in that unending fire-i knew what it was and how it devoured someone, when that burning desire turned into a meat grinder, she didn't mind drowning everything around her in blood.
“Your brother will soon pay for his credulity.”
She said contemptuously, as if she were still the one in charge between us.
“And you, Raphael, you are the only turtle in the Hamato family who can afford this advice, pull your dessert fork out like a man.”
“I'm not negotiating with you.” If my eyes could kill, she'd be dead meat by now.
“Smart people trade every day. I know what you're asking.”
Her hands were bleeding, and her face had the look of a snake ready to feast.I've never seen a more composed than her.
Karai isn't a woman at all, she's a vampire who lost his dick a hundred years ago, and if a vampire loses his patience with you, even the toughest piece of shit can not help but call it a fucking lunatic.
“you know I'm starting to like how you look now? You Pretend to be the one in charge, actrually almost kneel down and beg me to let you live. Are you afraid that you won't be able to face your father after ya die?”
Her sneer froze in a mournful arc, and I beat her g-spot. It was satisfying, the adrenaline pumping through my carotid artery, I adjusted my breathing to regain composure.
“So don't be smug. I know you don't care how long you have left, but I will really pry your master out of the ice and make him into octopus ball (takoyaki). Now, answer me a question, did you torture him?”
She narrowed her eyes like a fly that smells blood,
“Want to know the answer?”
So I already know the answer, and now I want her die.
I could snap her neck with two fingers, and I imagined the warm liquid gushing through my fingers, splashing down on me, and then the cold, sticky smell.
I gave up. I was tired of the taste of blood. I didn't even like it from the start. Make no mistake, I had a thousand good reasons to kill her, but I couldn't take away Leo's right. Only a clan master can kill the clan master.
It was at this moment that I realized what it would be like to be consumed by revenge. If the Master splinter were here, he would not want me to follow in Karai's footsteps.
It took all my willpower to get up, turn and walk to the foot of Saki's statue. I carefully wrapped the fur, which seemed to still exude warmth, into my arms.
“Raphael, you're not fear to hear your father's cries for mercy,” she said, amused. “You're fear your brother will break his bushido if he finds out.”
“Shut up or I'll skin you right now.”
This whore probably thinks she's right, except for some pathetic trick Saki taught her to read Leo's mind. Karai is a miserable wretch who will never understand our lives or our beliefs, We can humble as dust, can not be distorted as maggots. *
I pulled down the curtain and carefully wrapped my father's fur
“The things you want are in the drawer in my room, but don't worry. When I die, every screen here will play on a loop.” Her tone was frivolous with a hiss of hatred and chilliness，caught up with my step.
"Threatening me with shit your finger twirl in your asshole means you're finished, I don't need to hear you bark."
I strode out of the door.
THE END.