Tower of Terror

Mikko arrived at the tower and thought about the best way to go about this. She could just walk right in, no one would think anything of it. Or she could sneak in and try not to be seen. She decided on the sneaking around plan. Mikko went to the back of the building and slipped through a door that lead into the kitchen.

Once inside she had another problem. Where was Gabe? IN the basement? in Shredder's room? She would check the basement first.

Moving quickly she headed into the hall way and started to make her way around the tower. She ran into a few people but no one payed her any mind. With the hood over her face no one would even know it was her. She thought about asking where they were keeping Gabe, but worried that her voice would give her away. Why was this place so big!?

Mizune decided to slip away, sticking to the shadows as much as she can. Nobody would notice, they are too busy focusing their attention on Shredder and their 'guest'. She wanted to make sure that her plan was fool proof, but at the same time, make up an act that would help them both and that is to make sure Mikko gets out alive, but still have her own head.

Using as much stealth as possible, her eyes darted about the room. She spotted what looked like a hooded figure wondering the hallway. She stepped out of the shadows and made a motion that she wasn't here to harm Mikko, but instead made a gesture with her thumb about where Gabriel's location was located. Before Mikko could even blink she slipped back into the shadows, appearing once in again at the same spot.

Hopefully no one noticed that she was gone.

Mikko was heading to the basement when some girl stepped in front of her and motioned to one of the larger rooms. Who was this girl? And she she know who Mikko was? Was this some trap? Or was she trying to help?

Mikko walked over to the room and peeked inside. She seen many foot and shredder and Bradford. Man she hated that guy. And then there was Gabe.

Mikko walked in the room and closed the door behind her. She couldn't just run up there and grab Gabe they would be dead before they reached the door. She pushed passed everyone to get closer to the front hoping no one noticed her. It wasn't like she was the only woman in the clan.

Shredder knew that calling this meeting was a good idea. After all, it put the clan on the same page so as not to confuse any of them. It wasn't a hard thing to do, considering the team. But Shredder still entrusted them with the safety of his goals and securing their future as rulers of this miserable mudball. He had already been making plans with the rogue Utrom from Dimension X, the disembodied Krang. There was going to be a wake-up call for the city of New York. But all in due time.

Bradford noticed that one of the Foot had returned to her position. He couldn't tell from his position just who that was but felt obligated to inform the Master. Bradford leaned over and beckoned for him. "Master? A moment?", Chris asked. It was important. The two engaged in hushed tones as Bradford explained that one of the Foot soldiers had just returned from an unknown designation. Perhaps they were late to the gathering? It was possible. Shredder nodded. His eyes scanned the floor.

"My loyal ninja, the time has come to choose your fate! Either you live for this clan or you die with the rest of the urchin infesting our territory. The choice... Is yours!", Shredder declared with malicious intent. But his malevolent nature was the one thing they all feared and respected. It wasn't that he was considered an ancient warrior with a feudal way of thinking, oh no. It was because he was the most fearful being that any of them had ever seen. Their parents weren't even one-fourth this ruthless or intimidating.

Shredder gestured for Bradford's cell phone and he began dialing Hun's number. Of course Bradford didn't have it in his contact list so this was all from memory; he had nearly forgotten it. "Hun," Shredder eerily greeted with a menacing tone. "I would like for you to send a message to the Dragons. You betray me, betray my clan, and you will become a bloodied and bruised example of why this sort of thing shouldn't happen! Gabriel is here and he will be my example.", and with that the Master ended the call. He handed Chris' phone back to him and surveyed the floor once more.

There was something wrong here...

Mikko glanced over at Gabe and looked around the place. She could start stabbing people. Or even use her smoke bomb. Yeah the smoke bomb would be the best choice. Hearing that Gabe was about to be used as an example paniced Mikko. She had to move now.

Moving slowly, she grabbed two smoke bombs from her belt and threw them where shredder and Chris where. With the smoke filling up the room she ran for Gabe.

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Hun answered his phone but didn't get a word in. It seemed Shredder had Gabe and that pissed Hun off. He didn't know what the thug did to piss shredder off so much but it wasn't Shredder's job to punish his men. He hung up the phone and started calling members of the gang to get to the tower.

The merciful thing would have been for Gabriel to remain unconscious, but fate was rarely so kind. The thug started to come to when he felt his hoodie and wife-beater being ripped from his body, then his wrists being bound behind him. The pounding in his head was excruciating and there seemed to be segments of his memory missing. Bradford's face seemed familiar, and Saki's, but his muttered questions went unanswered. What had he done to deserve this? Obviously he had pissed off Shredder, and his first thought was how unpleased Hun and Ezekiel would be with him.


Unable to find his balance, Gabe was practical dragged into the meeting hall where the Foot had already gathered. It seemed the moment that the thug had found his footing, he was roughly forced onto his knees. Then the Shredder began addressing his people, speaking of the wrong that he had obviously done. Initially Gabe thought that this may have something to do with the Turtles, but it seemed to be about Mikko. He attempted to look out at the crowd, but the light was blinding. It was probably a good thing, to be spared of the judgmental looks and disgust that was detailed on some of the unmasked ninjas faces.


This was it. He was going to die. Obviously this punishment wasn't fair since he wasn't aware of the wrong that he had done. Yeah, he was guilty where the Turtles were concerned, but protecting them had been for Lexi. But that crime had gone unnoticed. Befriending Mikko would be his downfall. So this was how it was? You could only be friends with who the Shredder would allow? Saki was nothing more than a playground bully, but unfortunately he was the kingpin, even over the Dragons. Over Hun. Over everything.


Suddenly smoke bombs left the room in a haze of confusion, but two of the Foot that had been helping with this little stint had grabbed the hostage to insure that this assumed rescue attempt wouldn't be successful...

Just when Mizune slipped back inside, someone unleashed a smoke bomb. She emerged from the shadows and tried to wave the smoke away. There was no point trying to search for the source, she had a guess of who the person was. And three guesses whom. She couldn't believe that the plan worked, but right now, she wanted to make sure that Bradford and Saki were okay.

Something tells her they were more then just 'okay'. If Mikko is trying to get Gabriel out of here then she wished her the best of luck.

There was something off about this whole thing. Something... Unusual.

Chris found himself peering from behind his own helmet out unto the audience of Foot soldiers, the pawns of war. Shredder had his gaze set on someone in particular but both had noticed the garbed ninja sprinting toward them. The ninja became lost, invisible to their eye, as the smoke began to quickly fill the vicinity. Chris threw his arms up to guard his eyes as Shredder pulled his dark cape over his own face in defense. Their entire plan to make an example of the tattooed Dragons thug was put on halt for the moment as Chris growled under his breath. What a day this was.

This foolish ninja would suffer the consequences, guaranteed! The ninja master began flailing his hands to try and whisk the smoke away from disrupting his vision. But he was a trained ninja master. He could handle this sort of thing with his eyes closed; at this moment he wished his eyes would have been closed. Bradford heard a lot of noise emanating from downstairs among the Foot Clan who were likely just as confused as they were. This was no coincidence. Someone let that person in and was helping them get this far. Just couldn't trust anyone these days.

Suddenly, Bradford stamped his foot down right in front of Gabriel to guard him from this intruder. "Just one moment," he snarled with his teeth grit. Bradford slowly got into position with both fists clenched tightly as he prepared himself for action. "You want him? That what all this is about? I don't know who you are, or why you're here, but you must've been skipped on brains if this is your big scheme!", the ninja master teased. Shredder stood back to let his loyal right hand do his thing. Bradford was many things. Loyal was one of them.

He slowly began to tense up in preparation for this naive ninja to do whatever it was they thought they were going to do. "Smoke bombs? Really? How old are you, seven?", Bradford continued teasing as his intent to mock this wannabe got the wheels rolling, so to speak. He reached into his sash and pulled out a few kunai and hurled them with uncanny accuracy at the intruder. One way or another, this ninja would become the example.

Mikko stopped in her tracks when Bradford stepped in front of her Now there was at least three ninjas blocking her from Gabe. She pulled out her sword but Bradford was faster. She felt a pain in her chest and shoulder as the sharp objects pierced her skin. Still it wasn't enough to keep her down. She rushed at Bradford swinging her sword for his head. There was no time for this! The smoke was starting to clear and she still didn't have Gabe. She couldn't retreat, even if she tried she would be caught.

If the sword failed her, she did have her gun.

It was a good thing she brought the weapons with her. She fought against the smoke to reach to Shredder and Bradford while trying to shield her eyes, but it looked as though Bradford was handling things by himself. Bradford looked like he was engaging in a battle with the mysterious foot ninja. She hoped her guess is correct and that it was Mikko underneath and she is trying to save Gabriel.

Grabbing the hilt of her sword while sticking close to the shadows, waiting for the right moment. It wasn't wise to rush into battle, and besides, Bradford looked like he was able to take care of himself. It would've been rude to interrupt. However, she wanted to make sure both of them were alright. Shredder seemed to have shield himself from the smoke. The smoke was beginning to clear. Any moment now the person's identity would be revealed. She hoped it was Mikko, her job is riding on this.

Shredder noticed amidst this whole scene as it began to unfold that another Foot ninja joined the fray. Apparently, this ninja was on their side - for now. But the Master knew that something wasn't right. If his perception did not deceive him, this was the same ninja that Bradford pointed out to him earlier. It had the curves of a female and the build was not ordinary for one of the male soldiers. Shredder lifted his eyebrow curiously.

Meanwhile, Bradford fist-pumped and followed it with some verbal self-confidence when his kunai ended up marking this mysterious Foot traitor. He should have put two and two together but among all this excitement it didn't really cross his mind that this could be the very same person they had been luring in the whole time. Bradford turned his back to taunt, his arms spread out in victory, but he was overconfident. Once he turned around to face the intruder their sword came mere centimeters from slicing his head clean off.

Thankfully, he was able to shift his position to where the edge of their blade slashed his protective helmet. Though he still yelped and staggered back a few steps as he attempted to regain his composure. Yanking the helmet off, Bradford glanced up at the traitor and realized they were about to free their prisoner. It was then that he attacked and leaped a good distance with his leg outstretched to kick at them something fierce. He let out a curdling battle cry and crossed his fingers that this would work. After all, no way was the Master going to let her get far.

Even if she should temporarily succeed...

The smoke cleared. Gabe was being held by two men, Chris stood in front of them. Off to the side was Shredder and that girl. She was able to dodge the kick but the reality of the situation hit her. She wasn't going to make it out of there alive. Neither of them.

With a cry she ran towards Bradford in one last effort to take him out. Not that it mattered. Even if she took the man out she would have to get through everyone else.

Her sword was aimed at Chris' chest, it would be easy for him to block of dodge the attack, But it was all Mikko could do, other the run away, but she wasn't going to just leave Gabe without at least trying to protect him. Maybe if they unmasked her and seen it was her they would let him go.

Junko's dark eyes widened. It looked like she might have to step in after all. Grabbing the hilt of her sword, she jumped into Bradford, quickly drawing her own sword so that it won't impale Bradford. She smirked underneath the mask,"Do you always let women fight your battles, Bradford?"

Chris realized that this ninja was a little smarter than he had given them credit for and landed in a soft crouch. He readjusted his position and turned to face them but it was too late for him to react as the warrior began running toward him yet again. It was the same old tactic, too. But he wasn't fast enough to dodge it this time. Maybe if he spun around a little...

Just then, his widened eyes noticed a quick gleam as Mizune stepped in. She drew her sword to deflect the ninja's own to give him ample time to recover and counterattack. But of course it was Mizune, he'd recognize those insults and quips anywhere. He simply glared at her as he ran past and began throwing palm strikes and snap kicks at this mysterious ninja. "Not even close! Just the right place, right time!", he responded as he turned to briefly glance back at her.

Shredder was not amused by this foolishness and waved his hands. Chris paused, knowing that when all the Foot ninja were standing in unison that shit was about to get real. The Master demanded this to cease immediately; or at least until he figured out who this ninja truly was. They were foolish and naive, clearly. But very brave. He stepped forward slowly, yet imposingly.

"Stand down, clan! This ninja warrior is not who they seem. Unmask yourself!", the Master commanded. He wished to see who this person was and why they were here. Chris lifted Gabriel to his feet and held him in place as Shredder closed the distance. If this warrior wanted this lowly worm, then so be it - she could fight him for their life and freedom!

When the smoke cloaked the room, Gabriel tried to bury his face against his shoulder to prevent inhaling the mist. Funny, coming from someone who poisoned his lungs with weed, but there was no telling what was in this mystery stuff. The mysterious ninja had been responsible for this little set back, but it was hard to tell just what was happening with that. She could be an enemy for all he knew, but that was seeming very unlikely. She wore the Foot uniform, but obviously she was against them.


The was she moved.. her body structure... it didn't take the thug long to realize who this person was. Mikko. Not wanting his friend to share his fate, Gabe would have called out to her. Pleaded with her to leave, but doing so would blow her cover.


Suddenly, the room was once again cast into darkness due to the cloth bag that was roughly shoved over his head and he was snatched to his feet. Even though he could breathe, Gabe felt as though he was suffocating. Anxiety had kicked in, constricting his lungs and making normal breathes a chore. The unknowing was unbearable. Not knowing his friend's fate was cruel... but maybe this was the merciful thing for him, because he would not know the exact moment that the hands of death would take him.

Mikko was not going to win this fight. Even if she started to win against Bradford, if Shredder stepped in she would be dead. plan B, plead for Gabe's life.

Mikko laid her sword down and pulled her mask off.

Let him go! You can take me. It's what you wanted anyway right? Gabe didn't do anything wrong!

Mizune withdrew her sword and stepped back. She watched with interest as the person who revealed themselves is Mikko. She raised an eyebrow. So her plan had worked after all. Her intuition had been right. So Mikko came all this way just to set Gabriel free. Cute, and nauseating at the same time. She stood protectively by Shredder. Of course he didn't know she was the one responsible for leading her inside. Whether or not she was helping her was anyone's guess.

She waited to see what Shredder is going to do next.

Shredder watched curiously and in anticipation as the warrior finally revealed themselves - as Mikko. How original. This caused the cruel crime lord to shift his head to one side as he observed her, watching and listening. His dark orbs were fixated on the figure who had just attacked the Tower and left him with a couple of wounded ninjas to tend to. Well, not him personally. He had 'hired help' for that sort of thing. This was almost too good to be true. She had perfect timing.

He motioned for Chris to bring him Gabriel and once the thug was in his possession he ordered his most loyal ninja to rip the shirt from his bruised and battered body to be put on display. All would be witness to this. Shredder still had an example to make, after all. The bladed ninja master turned to glance across from him at Mikko with whom he directed this painful example. "I decline! It's your turn now, warrior! Remember - this was all your doing!", and with that Shredder raised his gauntlet high.

This was going to be incredibly painful for Gabriel. Shredder brought his gauntlet down with lightning-fast precision and slashed at the meat of his back, the marks slowly transforming into two large gashes. Shredder did this yet again and with just as much force and anger unleashed. By the time he'd finished, Gabriel looked like a human tic-tac-toe board. Shredder glared over at his ex-Foot ninja with narrowed eyes. She couldn't see his cynical grin for his metal face plate. She cared for this fool? Even better. He was enjoying watching her squirm at the instrument of her own betrayal.

"You see, my clan, this is what happens when you betray our organization... When you betray me! Abandoning your brothers and sisters, your own family, is a crime in and of itself. It's a haunting, chilling reminder that trust does not come so easily in this lifetime. One must always be wary of his so-called 'friends'. Let this man be an example that betrayal is not tolerated by me or this clan!", Shredder addressed the entire grounds of the Tower.

Mikko thought this was all about her. In a way, it was. But it was also a lesson in being loyal to one's own clan. Once you're in, you're in for life. Bound by blood and devoted to the cause given to you. Abandonment is not an option. His gaze attempted to burn a hole into her very own eyes. "If I wanted you, I wouldn't have let you escape me in the first place. You made your decision. Now, your fate will become his!", and with that declaration Shredder drew his left arm back yet again. Only this time it was intended to impale Gabriel through his back and ultimately emerging from his chest. If Mikko had any friends, they would have been very useful right about now...

Junko adverted her gaze the moment Shredder struck the first blow. There was no point trying to bail out of this now or she will wind up a bloodied mess on the floor herself. What disgusts her even more is some of the Foot soldiers were enjoying this gory spectacle. Shredder made it perfectly clear that he was not a man to be toyed with. He was lucky enough to punish her by banishment. But this was too much.

She crossed her arms, refusing to look at Gabriel's broken body. This was her fault. She knew this guy meant something to Mikko, but at the same time he also knew that there was another piece of information that she slipped, he knew the Turtles. There was no why she was going to give that information up, even if it would get her killed. The mutants, if they were that, didn't deserve to be tortured like this.

Continued from The Calm before the Storm

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Ezekiel Blat wrote:

Eze drove them to the tower. He hated the tower it was like a maze and it always had that feeling of, if you go in you're never coming out. The fact that Gabe was no where in sight bothered the thug, he was going to have a talking to with him. He needed to take the gang more seriously.

Eze pulled up to the tower and turned the car off.

Tiph looked at the tower and sighed. I do not want to go in there.

Well, at least Ezekiel wasn't going to call her out on her little sex'capade with Gabriel during the last meeting. She was both relieved, and yet a little annoyed. Used to, Zeke wouldn't pass up an opportunity for a little ribbing, but time had made him hard. Everyone had noticed it, but whenever anyone tried to bring it to his attention, the appointed leader of their little group would go on the defensive. Sure, he had always been a tight ass, but this was a new level.


Soon they were at the tower and Lexi's thought matched Tiph's reluctance. She also hated going inside the tower. It was so beautiful, yet held a sadness to it. Fear. The very thing that kept so many devoted to their leader. Hun was an ass, but Shredder... Lexi was thankful that they didn't work directly under him. Hun was sort of a buffer, and that much she was thankful for. Though, the ideal thing would to be uninvolved in all of this, but unfortunately that wasn't the case.


"Well, it's now or never..." Lexi sighed and climbed out of the van, figuring that someone needed to make a move. The others followed, and after some traveling down the beautifully elaborate halls, they made it to the meeting room. From the sounds emitting into the hall, things were already underway... great. They were late. Swallowing thickly, Lexi opened the doors and their little group entered the crowded room just as Saki was making his speech. Being some of the last to arrive put them near the back so Lexi found herself on the tips of her toes, trying to see over some of the taller members. Man, Foot ninjas were dicks!


What she could make out was someone was on their knees at Shredder's feet. A bag concealed the person's face and unfortunately he was too far away for her to see the distinguishing tattoos. Fortunately they had been spared from the first set of lashing, but it was obvious what had taken place. The man's back had been ripped apart. Even though they couldn't see his back, the damage was made obvious by the blood that poured from the mangled flesh to his front, dripping to the floor beneath him....

..then the second set of lashes came, and with them the bag finally hit the floor, exposing the man's pain-laden face. Lexi squinted to make it out, and then it materialized and reality set it. The man being torn apart was Gabriel. Shredder had him, and was preparing the final strike that would kill him..


Lexi felt as if her heart had stopped. The world with it, yet if felt like she was in slow motion. She felt hot and numb and temporarily paralyzed, but finally she lunged forward, trying her best to shove through the crowd...


"GABRIEL!!" She screamed, doing her best to move forward, but something, or more like someone was holding her back. Tears burned at the back of her eyes and inevitably spilled forward. Was she seriously going to be forced to watch him die??


"Get off of me!!" She screamed at whoever was holding her back, too frantic to see. "Please let him go!! Please, you don't have to kill him..." She pleaded with Saki, even though it would probably get her killed as well. In this moment, none of that mattered. Lexi couldn't just set back and watch him die.

Despite knowing what his fate would be, Gabriel was trying to stay strong, even though he was scared. The labored breathing probably hinted at that, and surely the Foot were finding pleasure in his torment. Not all of the Foot were protectors of Dragons, after all. And even among those chosen to watch over them, there was still hate towards them. The Foot thought they were above the Dragons, and as far as rank was concerned, that was certainly true. But with Gabriel's laid back nature, he never understood why they couldn't just accept that they were all part of the same package. The Dragons did most of the dirty work, after all. The Foot should thank them for that.


Even though he was unable to see, the hate towards him could be felt. It was in the taunting as the crowd waited in anticipation for the show to start. Then came Mikko's voice, pleading and offering an exchange for his life.. "No, Mikko.." He pleaded, wishing he could make eye contact, to convey that she didn't need to be here. She shouldn't surrender. All he wanted was for her to get out of here, to live another day but now that surely wouldn't happen. They would both be publicly executed, surrounded by those that hated them.


Soon Gabriel was being forced to move, and the thug knew this couldn't be good. He was being moved into a position to receive whatever horrible fate awaited him. Death was inevitable, but how would it happen? Would it be quick and merciful, or slow and tormenting? Then he remembered who would be responsible for ending his life. There would be no mercy. His last few breaths would be taken through excruciating pain. This would be a drawn out thing. His heart was pounding within the confines of his chest and it rose and fell with each quick, labored breath. His body was already beading with perspiration as Saki's voice boomed only inches from him, denying Mikko of her trade. After he was tortured and killed.. she would be next.


Suddenly a sharp pain tore through Gabriel's back as the unforgiving gauntlet ripped through his flesh, nearly to his spine. A pained cry echoed through the room, sending some of the Foot into a hooting frenzy. Others were a little taken aback by the example that Shredder was setting. It seemed barbaric, even to them.



The injury brought Gabriel to his knees, but the action was repeated, over and over again. Cries of torment accompanied each new set of gaping wounds and soon his once sculpted back no longer resembled anything human. It was a bloodied, mangled mess. A familiar feminine voice managed to meet his ears, even though the pain and blood loss were sending his body into shock. He struggled to stay conscious, unaware that Shredder was preparing to send his gauntlets through his back and into his heart....

Ah the tower. How Eze hated this place. He didn't move to get out the car until the girls did then he followed them inside. they followed the noise into the room where everyone else was and as soon as he was in the room he heard Lexi scream.

It startled him, then tiph was yelling and both girls were being held back.

Finally he noticed what the fuss was about and he rushed through the crowd grabbing his gun. Let him go you motherfucker!

The thug pulled the hammer on the gun back but was tackled to the ground before he had a chance to shoot. Not that it would have mattered with the armor that Shredder was wearing.

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Mikko watched on as the three friends were held back. But no one was holding Mikko back. She turned to see Shredder going in for the kill and she lunged at him, She had no weapon on her other then a gun that would be useless against the foot leader. She jumped on Shredder's back and tried to use her body weight to pull him to the ground.

Fuck you! Leave him alone, sack of shit! She threw an arm around his throat, best she could anyway. She ignored the cuts to her skin from his armor and continued to try to get shredder to the ground.

Mizune gasped and pulled out her sword. Things were definitely turning chaotic. Stupid soldiers, nobody was holding Mikko back. That gun in her hand worried her. Leaping in front of Shredder, she pointed the sword directly at Mikko's throat,"Your fight is with me. I was the one who gave him the idea after all." The tone of her voice then grew dark. Fake sweetness also dripped in the tone of her voice,"Now why don't you let him go and finish what we've started, hmm?"

This was it. The end. Gabriel's life would flash before his eyes, assuming he were even conscious now. Shredder could anticipate this fatal strike and gave a sick, twisted grin as his gauntlet drew ever nearer to his heart. Mikko wanted love? She could have it! Shredder would give her Gabriel's heart - in a bag to go! But he suddenly found himself pausing mere centimeters from his killing blow. The 'coup de grace' would have to wait. It seemed they had drawn more unwanted visitors. This was becoming ridiculous.

His friend, one of them anyway. Shredder didn't know her. He had seen her somewhere before but was unfamiliar with her identity. No matter. He could find such info in mere seconds if he so wished. Shredder slowly lowered the gauntlet and stood up straight now as he glared out into the crowd. She was showing a lot of bravery for her pathetic friend. The Dragons were this tight with one another? Odd, considering many of them would knife their own mothers in the back to collect inheritance or insurance money. Fools.

Shredder could not sympathize. He could not afford to be made a fool of in his own home. What would his clan think, what would they say, if their cold-hearted master let this worm slither away like the slimy little toad he is? Shredder narrowed his eyes and stared at the pitiful Dragons. It was then that yet another foolish punk ran in to cause interference but was quickly tackled for his efforts. "If you were serious about saving the life of your friend you would not have stormed my haven with guns brandished! You are all fools! Every last one of you! And you," Shredder addressed the restrained thug, Ezekiel. "Brains must not be a requirement to join such a prestigious gang! Didn't anyone tell you? I own this city!"

It was evident that Shredder was tired of this shit. All of these street 'hoods trying to run interference for the life of an expendable sack of garbage like Gabriel. Was the life of this worthless thug such a valuable item to them? If so, why? He was just as replaceable as any other common street thug. Shredder wondered what made this one so damn special. "What did you think you were going to accomplish? Much like your colleague, you have been restrained and will now be forced to watch me end his pathetic li-", but he was unable to finish as Mikko leaped onto his back in a blind rage.

The force of her body slowly caused him to slump over, but he refused to fall. Mikko truly was one crazy psycho-bitch. But that would not help her. Shredder shifted his weight, tilting his head to the opposite side as Mizune stepped up and aimed her blade at Mikko's throat. Taking advantage of the distraction, Shredder began speed-walking backward and attempted to slam Mikko's own back hard into the concrete foundation that made up this Tower. Bradford looked on in awe for he couldn't believe such a silly gang could cause this much damn trouble.

Well at least she caused a distraction. She tried to rip the helmet from Shredder's head but then found a sword by her throat. She thought that was a little bold, putting a sword so close to Shredder's own neck. But a sword wasn't going to be enough to stop Mikko and Shredder seemed to know that. Soon she found herself being slammed against the wall. It was enough to make her let shredder go and fall to the floor.

Mikko held on to her chest and let out a few coughs but she was trying to get back to her feet. She reached into her belt and pulled out two throwing stars. Her aim wasn't for shredder this time though, She had to take out the bitch with the sword.

Taking aim she threw her weapons at Junko.