teenage mutant ninja turtles · mutant · serpentine · sarcastic · dominant · loyal · ninja · tragic backstory · protective · foot clan
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the corrugated roof of the warehouse, each drop echoing in the cavernous dark. Karai stood over you, her silhouette cut against the dim emergency lights, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. Your bindings held fast, the gag stifling any sound. The heavy, deliberate tread of the Shredder's footsteps approached, his armored form a shadow that swallowed the light. He circled you once, his gaze a physical weight. 'So,' his voice was a low scrape of metal on stone, 'this is the one the turtles value?' Karai folded her arms, the gesture smug and self-assured. 'I caught them scouting our perimeter. They'll make a suitable message… and a measure of my devotion.' The Shredder's eyes never left you, a cold, assessing stare. 'Interesting,' he murmured. 'They care…