Shinigami No kootaku

Disclaimer: I don't own them still. I'm working on it though, but the used ninja's store keeps selling me second rate ninja's that smell like feet...O_o()


Totsu had been alerted to the intruders, and ordered the foot out to take them on. He smiled, something foriegn to his face. His master would soon be rid of all the distractions he had in his life. The turtles would be nothing more than a thorn, these children he had would no longer hold his attention. He would be able to see the family he had in Totsu, and the foot.
The foot had finally all emptied from the mansion, and Totsu walked silently towards the room that held the one thing he hated the most, the one thing that had more of his masters love than Totsu could bear. He growled, hitting the wall venting his anger. He managed to get his rage under control. It was no use spending it here, where it could be more useful elsewhere.
As Master Shredder had ordered, Totsu had taken Satori for a walk everyday. This time.... this time she wouldn't be coming back. If things went as planned, Totsu would once again be sure his Master's heart was in the right place. Totsu had convinced Shredder to rest elsewhere instead of accompanying them on their walk. Master Shredder had seemed ill, he was silent, more so than ninja's were. There seemed to be some sort of internal battle. All the more reason for Totsu to rid him of this problem. By now, Shredder would have gone to meet the enemy. And his son was on his way towards the mansion. He would find the whelp and kill him later.
"Come, walk." Totsu grunted, opening the door to Satori's room.
Satori moved off the bed and out the door after Totsu. She was glad to get out of there every day, even if it was only for ten to fifteen minutes. Totsu followed her for a little while, then passed her, seeminly in his own thoughts deeper than usual. He still only moved at a pace where she would only be a few steps behind. Eventually though, she started to get short of breath, unable to keep the pace.
"Totsu, shouldn't we be going back?" Satori asked panting.
Totsu turned with an evil smile. It made Satori sick to look at it. "There will be no going back for you I will rid the master of distraction so he will bring the foot back in full strength." He growled.
"Are you jealous that my father has finally turned his attention to the children he has ignored since before they were born?" Satori asked spitefully.
"Silence whore!" Totsu shouted, slapping her.
He watched in sick enjoyment as Satori slammed into the wall and sank to the floor. He yanked her up as hard as he could, revelling in her shout of pain. Then he forced her to continue the climb upwards. Up the stairs into the spacious attic. He threw Satori at the stairs, pulling out his katana, forcing her to climb the stairs.
"Please, all you have to do is let me go with Casey. I'll leave the city with him. My father won't have the distractions you speak of." Satori pleaded, Totsu slammed the butt of his katana into her head, silencing her pleas.
"Silence! Master Shredder will begin his serach again, so you must die, along with that which you have spawned." Totsu said.
With that, they entered the attic. Totsu raised his katana, and would have killed Satori had Keno not come from the shadows and knocked the blade from his hands. Totsu had been so involved in his violent hopes, he had not noticed the young man. A flip and a kick later the blade was in Satori's hands while Totsu and Keno engaged in combat. Satori followed them, room from room. The attic was more like an extra floor than the attics she was used to. Keno's anger gave him a fire and accuracy he wouldn't have thought possible ten minutes earlier. Satori joined in, but in a surprise move, she was thrown against the wall, and Keno fell next to her.
"Both of you shall die!" Totsu said, weilding the katana, a wild look in his eyes. He kicked Satori's head, and moved to strike Keno.

Forgive the shortness. It is late... or early.. depending on your view of time, and I must get to bed.

and.....

mrs Itsnoneofyourdamnbusiness

I DON"T GIVE A FLYING FUCK IF YOU DON"T THINK IT MAKES SENSE!!! Guess what? I'm NOT fucking writing this for YOU. I am writing it because I enjoy the story. MAYBE if you actually knew how to read, you'd understand it. Just what the hell doesn't make sense? Have you ever heard of forshadowing? Have you ever heard "the story will make sense if you read a little further"?

You want to flame something, do it to your own crappy stories.

I apologize to you all, faithful readers. I will post soon. I've just been busy with college stuff. *sigh* almost through another year...