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Leonardo looked at the fellow, young ninja in front of him and had no idea what to say. She couldn't have been much older than he was. Not that he held that against her. She was clearly skilled enough to infiltrate the Hand's compound. He was just surprised to find someone as young as he and his family as skilled as they were. There weren't many that could handle this kind of training at this age. 

Even more surprising was the fact that she seemed to not think he was strange at all. The way she looked at him and talked to him, it was as if a giant, talking turtle was nothing out of the ordinary.

Not that he had done much talking. Mostly he had been staring at her with his jaw hanging open. It had been that way for a few seconds, but what felt like hours. He needed to say something.

[color=0054a6]"You're a ninja,"[/color] he managed to mutter after eons. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Oh good, you can talk,"[/color] she laughed and sheathed her sword. [color=9e0b0f]"Now, from the looks of things you too are trying to get that helmet. Shall we do so together?"[/color]

The request sent alarm bells off in Leo's head. For all he knew this was a Hand spy trying to entrap anyone who looked to stand against them. Or, even worse, she could be a Foot agent looking at an easy way to get to the helmet and bring back their awful leader. Still, if she was either of that, she could have killed him when she approached.

[color=0054a6]"How do I know I can trust you?"[/color] Leo's eyes narrowed at Karai.

[color=9e0b0f]"No trust among shinobi, eh?"[/color] her eyebrows raised at him.

[color=0054a6]"Well, we are technically trained assassins, so...,"[/color] he shrugged back.

[color=9e0b0f]"Technically?"[/color] she asked.

[color=0054a6]"I'm not here to kill anyone,"[/color] Leo was steadfast in that. Killing was the last resort for him and his brothers. He was adamant on that. [color=0054a6]"I'm here to fulfill my family's charge. I'm here to make sure that Oroku Saki does not return. And I need to get that helmet to make sure of that."[/color]

Now it was time for her eyes to narrow back, [color=9e0b0f]"Then we are indeed on the same path. The Chaste is a family dedicated to stopping the Hand and the Foot from ever coming to power once again. Destroying the helmet is my primary mission here."[/color]

Leonardo didn't know what to say to her. His training told him not to trust this newcomer, but there was something deep down that told him that Karai was going to be their ticket into the Hand compound.

[color=0054a6]"Fine. I'll set up a meeting with my brothers. Meet us in Central Park tomorrow night and we'll start our plan."[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"You've made the best decision here, turtle,"[/color] Karai smiled and turned to leave. [color=9e0b0f]"The helmet will be ours."[/color]
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Raphael followed quickly behind the masked man, and his brothers were hot on his tail. They had already put a good distance between them and the Purple Dragons. Raphael hoped that wherever Leonardo was, he was just as safe. What was Raph thinking, of course Leo was safe. Wherever he was, he was probably still plotting our his next move. He'd be paralyzed with indecision at least until morning. The three other Turtles would probably find him frozen in place a few blocks from here.

The Hokey Mask turned down a alleyway and the turtles followed. He motioned into an abandoned building, and once he was certain they hadn't been followed spun around to face them.

[color=00746b]"Holy shit,"[/color] he blurted out. [color=00746b]"What the hell are you guys, and why the hell were you beatin' on the Dragons?"[/color]

[color=92278f]"Well, clearly we're turtles,"[/color] Donatello sighed. [color=92278f]"And we weren't banking on fighting the Dragons. They were a complication."[/color]

[color=00746b]"So you were after the new ones,"[/color] the voice behind the mask was young, and if Raph was being honest, not the most intelligent. [color=00746b]"Yea, they've really kicked the hornets nest."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Yea, we were after them,"[/color] Raph pushed Donnie away. He was giving up way too much information as is. [color=ed1c24]"The question is who the hell are you, why did you help us, and what do you have against the Dragons?"[/color]

[color=00746b]"Name's Casey Jones,"[/color] the vigilante took his mask off, revealing a young man not too older than them. His jet black hair fell over his face, and he brushed it back revealing green eyes. Bruises and scars were evident on his face. [color=00746b]"I helped you because you were about to get creamed by Hun, and my business with the Purple Dragons is my own. Just know that I'm no fan of those bastards."[/color]

[color=f26522]"Sounds good enough for me,"[/color] Mikey chuckled. [color=f26522]"Plus this dude has a cool mask. We need more friends with cool masks."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Mikey, would you let me do the talkin'?"[/color] Raph sighed. He turned back to Jones, [color=ed1c24]"You mentioned the newcomers to the area. Know where their base is?"[/color]

Jones was checking one of the hockey sticks he kept in a bag on his back like an archer's quiver. He looked like a scrapper when it came to a fight. No formal training, that much was sure. But Raph could feel the determination rolling off him, especially when the Dragons were the topic of conversation.

[color=00746b]"I might,"[/color] he shrugged.[color=f26522] "What's it to ya?"[/color]

[color=f26522]"They got something we want,"[/color] Mikey added in.

[color=00746b]"Don't everyone got something some of us want?"[/color] Jones shot back.

Donnie sighed, [color=92278f]"What do you want if you help us?"[/color]

[color=00746b]"Backup against the Dragons,"[/color] Jones was quick with his answer. [color=00746b]"I'm sick of them having a stranglehold over my neighborhood. I want them gone."[/color]

Raph extended his hand and Jones took it, [color=ed1c24]"Deal."[/color]