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And then there was one	By : KerryAnne Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT AND no money/profit is made from my story at all. It is purely for fun.

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Oruku Saki sat at the dining room table the next morning, a ritual he insisted on at every meal. It was something he'd grown up and he intended for his kids to do the same. Didn't matter if his eldest, Mia, his biological child, was twenty, his say went. Saki scowled as his adopted son, Troy, fourteen, pushed food around his plate, but didn't eat anything. "Something the matter, Troy?" he asked.

The dark haired and dark blue eyed teen glanced up at his father. "I want to go to a proper school. It's boring being stuck at home all day. I need to have friends, Dad, and to socialise."

"We've been through this, boy. You can't go to school, because I have many enemies and you'll be in danger. I won't be able to protect you there."

"For damn's sake, Dad, I'm an expert in Ninjitsu, I can take care of myself. Please, Dad."

"No. When you're an adult you can make your own decisions. Until then, you do as I say."

"But, Dad..." Troy whined.

"Enough!" Saki banged his hand hard on the table causing it to shake. "I love you, boy, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

"No, you just love controlling me," Troy fumed, getting up and pushing his chair back. "I'm not a kid anymore, Dad. I'm almost an adult and you need to start treating me like one."
"Troy," Shredder's wife, Grace, said, standing up and going to his side. "Please listen to your father. He only wants the best for you."

"The best?" Troy raged. "He spends his life trying to capture those turtles. He NEVER spends any damn time with me. So how can I believe he cares about me?"
"Shall we tell him?" Grace said, looking at her husband. Mia had wisely said nothing during dinner. She was used to Troy's outbursts.

Saki nodded, walked over to Troy and clapped a hand on his shoulder. "You're right, my son. I have neglected you and I'm sorry, but that's all going to change. You see I've finally managed to capture the turtles. And now that means I'll be spending time with you."
"You what? You caught the turtles, Dad?" Troy said in amazement. "How?"

"Long story, but I've caught two. And I'll get the other two. When that's done, I'll kill them all. Then no one will stand in my way. I'll finally be emperor of the world. Your mother will be my queen. Mia will be a princess and you'll be a prince. What do you think of that?"

"I don't want to be a prince, Dad. I just want you to spend time with me."

"Well, when I've killed the turtles, that'll happen."

"Don't believe you. When that happens and you're emperor, you'll be even busier!"

"Not true. I give you my word, Troy, that..."

"Your word?" Troy said sarcastically. "I'll believe it when it happens. And, Dad, the turtles aren't bad. Think how you'd feel if you were a freak living in the sewers and people kept trying to capture you.

Saki sighed. "The turtles are evil, Troy, and keep foiling my plans. We've been over this. They are poison, especially that red-masked freak."

"Because he makes wisecracks?"

"They've tried to kill me many times."

"Lies, Dad. You tried to kill them multiple times. All they did was protect themselves and each other. Like a family does."

"I've heard enough. Troy Saki, those wretched reptiles are evil and they deserve to be eradicated. You want to live under my damn roof, you'll listen to me. Do you hear me, boy?"

"Yeah, Dad. Whatever you say," Troy said, rolling his eyes. "Can I be excused?"

"Troy, I love you so very much. It breaks my heart when you say that I'm the bad guy here. I'm not. Who took you in when your crack whore teenage biological mother didn't want you? Who pays for everything you need? Who supports you?"

Troy eyes clouded and a flicker of hurt crept across his face. He hated being reminded of his biological mother. It hurt too much to know that she'd never wanted him. Something his Dad threw in his face from time to time. "You, Dad," he said quickly. "I'm sorry. I'm just lonely. I didn't mean those nasty things. You're right, the turtles are bad."

"That's my boy," Saki said. "When I die, you'll become emperor. Won't that be great?"

"Yeah, cool. Can I be excused now?"

"Yes. Your French lessons start in forty minutes. Don't forget. Your teacher said you've been late almost every day for class. Why's that?"

"Because...You wouldn't understand."

"Try me."

"No."

"Tell me now!"

"Okay, don't be mad, Dad, but I like to go for walks outside the property. I'm so cooped up here."

"Mad? I'll show you, mad, Troy!" Saki raged, his face darkening. "You reckless teenager, endangering your life like that when I have so many enemies, who'd love nothing more than capturing you. Torturing you, maiming you, killing you. All to hurt me. You're grounded for the next two months. Now go to your room and don't be late for class. You're not too old for me to teach you some respect."

Troy winced. He knew that meant the belt. His dad had hit him a few times. The most recent one being when he'd caught him two days ago, with a smutty porn mag containing naked men. He'd been called a disgrace and told that was disgusting. For his father, Troy tried to hide his growing attraction to males and was polite when his father brought guests home who had teenage daughters, but he never went out of his way to make friends with them. He retreated to his room saying that he had homework to do. I can't help it, Troy thought. I like guys and someday Dad will have to accept it.
Troy was on the way to his room when a thought hit him. If Dad has the famous turtles, I want to see them and see for myself just how dangerous and evil they are. They're probably down in the dungeon. Troy made his way down to the dungeon and tried the door. Finding it locked, he cursed. Retreating to his bedroom, he got a paperclip and went back to the dungeon. Picking the lock with the paperclip, he went inside and gasped when he saw the turtles. They were collared and lying on the floor. Are they dead?
Raphael sensed Troy's presence, stood up, gripped the bars and growled. "Who the hell are ya?" His golden eyes flashed dangerously.

"That's no way to talk to your master," Troy snapped, glaring at the red-masked turtle. "Show some respect."

"Respect? Ya ain't nothin' but a kid like me and Leo. And how can ya expect us ta respect ya when ya have us collared like an animal."

"You are an animal. Oh, you must be the wiseass, Raphael. Dad told me about you. Fearless and always sarcastic."

"Dad?" Raphael asked in confusion.

"I'm Troy Saki."

"The Shredder has a family?" Raphael said in amazement. "Didn't think he had it in 'im ta settle down."

"That's right and you'll show me some respect if you know what's good for you."

Raphael laughed sarcastically. "Ya, a pipsqueak? Yeah, right."

"Want to challenge me?" Troy's eyes blazed. "And see? I know Ninjitsu."

"Ya'd have ta let me loose first."

"No can do."

"Then ya will never know, bonehead. Are ya as dumb as yer old man? Like father like son?"

Troy scowled. "Laugh while you can, reptile. My dad has plans for you and he's going to be emperor of the world."

Raphael chuckled. "Yeah? Your dad couldn't rule an anthill. I don't know why he keeps tryin'. He only makes a fool of himself."

Troy smiled despite himself. He'd often thought the same thing.
Raphael grew serious. "Can ya check on my mate? He's hasn't moved at all and I'm worried."

"Your mate?"

"Leo."

"But he's your brother."

"Not biologically. We were raised as brothers. Look, I ain't the kind ta beg, but I'm askin' ya to check on 'im."

Troy hesitated, but his good nature got the better of him. He wasn't like Saki. He was kind, loyal, adored nature and was gentle. He felt pity for the reptile and his mate. It must be hell for him not being able to help Leo, Troy thought. "Okay, reptile," he said. "I'll check on him."

"The name's Raphael, not reptile," Raphael hissed.

"All right shellback. Keep your shell on!"
Troy opened Leo's cage and went inside. Kneeling down, he checked on Leo, feeling his pulse. "And?" Raphael demanded.

"He's alive and his pulse is relatively steady, Probably just exhausted and he'll wake up soon."

"Okay thanks. Can ya tell 'im I love 'im?"

"Fine." Troy told Leo. Then he left the cage, locking it.

"Thanks. I don't suppose ya could bring some proper food?"

"What's wrong with pellets?"

"I ain't a pet. That's what's wrong."

"And what do you eat?"

"Same things ya do, but not raw onion. Can't stand it."

"Me either. I have to go. I have class."

"School?"

"Sort of. I'm homeschooled, because Dad has so many enemies he's scared I'll be hurt if I went to a regular school. Told him I can look after myself, but he wouldn't listen. And he doesn't spend much time with me, because he's always trying to capture you turtles. When he does spend time with me, he's controlling. So tired of it all. Shit. Why am I telling you this? Like you'd understand. You're just an animal."

"Maybe ya need a friend and someone ta talk to," Raphael said softly, feeling sorry for Troy. It can't be a picnic havin' Shredder as a dad, he thought. "I don't know how long I got or what yer dad plans ta do with us, but if ya need to talk, ya know where ta find me."

"I don't need help. Least of all from a dumb animal," Troy said rudely. "Bye."

"Suit yourself," Raphael said, shrugging. "Hey, Troy?"

"Yeah?" Troy said, his hand on the dungeon door handle, about to leave.

"Thanks again for checkin' on Leo."

"No big deal. Later, Raphael."
Troy left the dungeon and went to his French lesson, but his mind wasn't on it. It was elsewhere. If I'm emperor one day, I'll be a good one. I'll rule people, but not by threat or force, They'll love me, because I'm a good emperor. I'm not like Dad. I can't be cruel and heartless. I owe Raphael an apology. He was just trying to be nice. I'll take him some food, apologise and then we're even.
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