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Smooth Criminals - Chapter 7

Inhaling sharply, Immogene stood from her seat, ready to jump in and intervene. Her eyes flicked from the terrapin to Trax and then Fang. The wolf gave her what looked to be a calm and reassuring look. What was going on?

Gabriella already felt tiny amongst all the individuals in the clan, but now she somehow felt absolutely puny. ‘Why am I here? Did I say something that I wasn’t supposed to say? Granted, the triceratops hadn’t shown any signs of aggression or even anger towards her. Gathering herself she looked at the humongous turtle. “M…master Raphael. How may I serve you?”

Hearing the shakiness in Gabriella’s voice Immogene’s jaw clenched. She could tell from the way the small woman held herself that Kanto had indeed been rough with her. She would have never dared to do what she was about to do with Oruko, but the behemoth of a male had begun to stir something inside of her. Now, that the doors were open to it...they would never be closed again. “Trax, would you please grab a chair for our guest?”

The Brute watched his second do the woman’s bidding and smiled within. He was taking great pleasure in watching her become who he thought she always was meant to be. He patiently waited as the pixie of a woman sat. As she moved he observed little hitches in her movements and it made his blood boil.

“A’right. Like I did with Immogene, I’m gonna make a few things clear. Only when we’re with the other bosses are ya ta use Master.” Taking a sip of his drink Raph then wiped his scarred lips. “Second of all, if it wasn’t clear in the meetin’ you gals are ta have a voice from this day forward. I’m sick an’ tired of this backwater, fuckin’ sexist bullshit!”

Immogene glanced sideways at him and took a calming breath. His eyes were burning, but it wasn’t directed at them.

The mutant terrapin started to pace a little, his anger building even more at thinking about what these two women had been put through. “Things are gonna fuckin’ change around here right fuckin’ quick.”

‘What is going on?’ was all the young woman could think. Not only was she not being beaten for speaking out, but instead he didn’t stop or punish best friend from asking one of his men to bring her a chair. It also seemed that he was angry and upset on her behalf. ‘Who is he? What kind of man does this or thinks this way?!’ She looked at the male with wide eyes.

Raphael stopped pacing and took a slow step towards the smaller woman. “I gathered from tha meetin’ that you two are close.” Both women’s hearts beat faster over the discovery.

Trax chuckled, “I saw it too, Boss. The loyalty that these two have for one another...it’s inspiring, really.”

Hating how the little one looked like she was ready to faint, Trax reached into the vase behind him and plucked out a blue rose. “Here, sweetheart, I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.” He handed her the flower and gave her a smile. “You just say the word and I’ll squash anyone that hurts you.”

Gabby’s amber eyes widened in surprise at the offered blue rose. Looking from it to the triceratops, her fingers trembled a bit and she gingerly took it from him. Lowering her face to the flower, she sniffed the sweet fragrance. She cleared her throat and offered him a small grin. “Thank you.”

Raphael nodded. “Speaking of that...” He took the last few steps and crouched down in front of her. Gabby stared at the turtle wondering what he was doing. “…I have one question fer ya and I want ya ta tell me a straight answer ta it, ya hear?” His golden gaze held onto hers and his senses were open to changes in scent and temperature variances. “Do you want to stay with Kanto or do you want him out of your life…” His tone dropped and the edge in his voice was full of menace. “…permanently?” Behind her Trax cracked his knuckles and Fang began sharpening his blade.

Immogene stood stock still. Shock written on her face. He was giving Gabriella an out! She couldn’t believe it. Looking at her friend she gave her a beseeching look. The Brute had kept his word so far and for the first time since he came into her life she believed that he would do what he said.

Gabby looked at the turtle, trying to see if this was trick. Was he making her hopeful before taking it all away like Kanto did? After a moment she nodded to herself, coming to a conclusion. He was handing her the key to ridding herself of this nightmare. Tears welled in her eyes, but taking a deep and shaky breath she held them back. She was not one to condone murder, but the heinous crimes that Kanto committed ‘all for her own benefit,’ made her reconsider. “Please…” She mumbled, “I want him out of my life. I don’t ever want to see him again.”

Immogene let go of the breath that she didn’t know she’d been holding. She looked at the turtle, waiting to see what he would do at her friends plea.

Raphael studied the woman for another moment before nodding. “Ya hear that boys? The lady here, doesn’t want to see her husband again. Do ya think ya can make that happen fer her?

A slow grin formed on the mutant wolf’s face, while the trike snorted. “That won’t be a problem. Both males turned towards the door.

Gabby was watching them leave when she quickly took off her wedding band. “Wait!,” She exclaimed and she turned back to the mafia leaders intense gaze. “I don’t take forfeiting someone’s life lightly, but in this case, not only do I approve I have a request.” Taking the ring she strode up to the triceratops and pressed it into his hand. “Shove this down his throat.” Her jaw was clenched and her anger was clear in her tone.

Raphael gave the two a nod of approval, but Gabby coughed. “I wasn’t finished.” Her voice was quiet but full of pent up emotion. “Pour cement into his gullet and sew his mouth shut. Make him feel the pain and agony he put all those souls through.” Gabby felt her inner fire spark to life. It almost felt like her inner dragon was coming to the surface.

The Brute couldn’t help barking out a laugh. Seeing the look that Trax gave him he shook his head. “Yeah, yeah I know. Don’t get yer horn in a knot.” He sighed heavily and looked at the smaller woman. “I ain’t laughing at ya sweetheart, I’m laughing at how vicious ya two are.” He glanced at Immogene before growling lowly. “I don’t undastand how anyone could want ta hide such spirit.”

Raphael looked at the tiny female and nodded. “Trax, Fang. I believe the lady here has the right of it.” His golden gaze darkened and he looked at both of his seconds. “Do what she says. Pump him full of cement. Use one of ‘em metal pipes and fill him up.”

The two nodded. Before they left Trax reached down and as gently as he could squeezed the females shoulder. “We’ll take care of him for you.”

Raph stood and then moved away back towards where Immogene stood. “Now that that is taken care of, there’s one more thing.”

Immogene looked up at the male who was now beside her. Her eyes searched his when they met. There was a part of her that wanted to throw her arms around his neck for what he just did.

Clearing his throat he gave her an unreadable look. “I’ve arranged fer the two of ya to have a shopping trip. The shopping house has been cleared and Trax and Fang will accompany ya.” He poured himself another drink and smiled into the glass, enjoying the look on the woman’s faces. “Ya’ve got a Cart Blanche on anythin’ ya want. Clothes, jewelry, furniture...I mean it.” Looking down at the woman at his side he ran his finger along her jaw and then tilted her head up. “Ya better get yerself some new clothes, kitten. ‘Cause after ya leave, everything is gonna be burned, down ta the last scrap. I don’t want ta see ya in anythin’ that scumbag bought fer ya.” His fingers moved to her hair and toiled with a curl. “After ya shop until yer hearts content, I’ve arranged a meal fer the two of ya to enjoy.” Reluctantly, he then turned away from Immogene to face the smaller female. “Yer free now.” He gave her a meaningful look. “I’ve got a job fer ya if ya want it. It’s pretty fuckin’ obvious who did the translatin’ and I want ya workin’ fer me. Ya will be teamin’ wit Immogene to get us that in.”

The hard edges of his face softened a little. “Now, I suggest ya let Souta escort ya back to yer quarta’s and get a good night sleep. Yer gonna need energy fer yer shopping trip and yer new job.” A dark smile formed on his lips. “Oh ya, I almost forgot, as Kanto’s widow you now have his wealth.”

Immogene, blinked a few times at the decree. Looking up at the male she gave him a nod and there was a shadow of a smile on her lips. After a few seconds she then walked over to her friend. Gasping Gabriella’s hand she gently pulled her up into a hug.

The Brute smiled and turned towards the fire to give them some privacy.

Seeing the look on her friends face Immogene shook her head. “I know...he’s very different.” Sighing she then smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow. It seems we have some shopping to do.”

Gabby didn’t know what to do with herself. She didn’t know what to think either. In the last hour her life had just changed dramatically. “Ok. See you then.”

Souta approached his charge slowly. He’d been there when she was taken and had always thought that Kanto’s treatment of her had been too rough. Maybe the new Shredder would be a good thing for the Foot Clan. “Ms. McKnight, if you would?” He gestured towards the door. Gabby gave her friend one more long look and then followed the Foot into the hall.

Once the door closed the Brute approached Immogene again. “I do have one request of ya when ya go shoppin’. She looked at him with a curious and slightly wary expression on her face.

A smirk formed on his lips. “Would ya pick out somethin’ ta wear fer a evenin’ out? I want ta take ya out on the town. I want ta show ya off ta the world.”

Immogene was surprised at the slight heat she felt on her cheeks. “I can do that.” In fact, she was more than happy to fulfill the request. At the moment, she would have considered doing much more. Although, she found herself pleased that he hadn’t asked for some kind of payment for what he just did.

The Brute reached out and gently caressed her cheek. He held her gaze for a few seconds and then started making his way towards his chair.

Immogene waited for another breath and then softly called his name. “Raphael?”

His golden eyes widened at the sound of his name leaving her lips. A rumble threatened in his chest. He took a deep breath and looked back at her. “Ya?”

She chewed her lip before opening her mouth to speak. “Thank you...for what you did for Gabriella. It means a lot to me.”

The Brute rumbled and smirked. He was only starting to realize just what he might do for this woman. “Don’t mention it.”

Somewhere deep within the bowels of the dungeon, a bulb sputtered overhead illuminating the dim room. Bloodied tools littered a wooden table. The large figure of a giant loomed in front of a limp body. A man was shackled to the wall, his life already pooled beneath him.

Kanto smiled as he watched the mutant swamp turtle do his work. It was pleasure to see. Although, he had to be careful as the spike shelled turtle was more than a little insane. He shook his head. Slash was purposely ignoring that he was supposed to wait for the new Shredder to make a decision regarding those being held.

Slash raised the knife one more time. It felt awkward in his non dominant hand. He had that fucking Raphael to thank for it. He glared at his victim, imaging it was the turtle from his younger days. Just as he was about to cut the body into ribbons the doors slammed open.

Kanto’s eyes adjusted to the light that now shone into the room and saw it was that new terrapins henchmen. He wondered what the wolf and the trike were doing here

Slash growled and turned, the knife still raised in his hand. “What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing.”

Fang crossed his furred arms over his chest. “You just never mind. Although, the new Master Shredder isn’t going to be pleased that you’re going against rules.”

While Fang was talking, Trax took the opportunity to make his way behind the distracted Kanto. Sensing his moment he grabbed the man in an unbreakable hold. “Time to get your just desserts.”

Slash was confused by all that was happening. His arm, though healing, still pained him. He started walking towards the other mutants with malice in his eyes. “No one one but the real Shredder, tells me what to do.”

Both Trax and Fang made their way out of the door and then closed it behind them. Slash ran to the exit and threw the weight of his good shoulder against it. “Let me out of here!” His demands were met with the steady and unflinching gaze of the wolf and triceratops. The two turned and walked away and the profane bellows of the turtle turned into animalistic growls and snarls.

Trax, ignoring the squirming man in his grasp smiled. “If you have any complaints you can take it up with the boss. Although, this time you may be left without an arm. Be grateful for small mercies that he left you with it.”

Kanto struggled and tried to ignore the fear that was building inside of him. Where were the two taking him? He should have left right away. He should have packed what of his wealth he could carry and dragged his sorry excuse for a wife to the docks and onto the next boat to Japan. “Get your filthy hands off of me!”

Fang nudged Trax with his elbow. “Shut him up would you? I have headache after listening to Slash whine.

Traximus chuckled and punched the man in the back of the head.

Kanto’s eyes slowly opened. When his vision cleared he saw both mutants standing infant of him. He tried to stand but found he was bound to a chair.

He could see his death in their steely eyed gazes. He spat at the ground. “Oroku…was right. The only thing abominations like you are good for is your brute strength. Just like that crazy Slash. Muscle without no brain. Only dimwits like you could possibly find enjoyment out of this. No brains…no soul. Nothing.,” Kanto snarled as he watched the triceratops approach him. “Do you even realize who I AM!”

“Nakono Kanto,” Traximus said in a bored tone. Fang followed closely behind him and dug his pinky finger into his ear as if he heard something irritating.

“Second in command of blah blah blah the headless fucker who is resting in pieces at the bottom of the Hudson River.,” Fang tilted his head as his large friend slammed his fist into the mans gut. Kanto heaved with with the force of the bow. Trax sighed. “Who gives a shit about who or what you used to be, you’re going to be a statue for the fishes soon enough, so start practicing and shut up.” Trax moved out of Kanto’s sight.

Kanto arched a confused brow, “What do you mean by that, mutt?! I served honorably to someone I gave an oath to.”

Fangs ear twitched as a bag was slammed on the ground behind him. Trax ripped a bag of cement open and the sound of it being poured could be heard. “What we do? Heh, oh I won’t deny we do deplorable shit. Our paws aren’t clean of anything. But you…”, Fang sneezed in disgust. “…You’re the worst of them all. A man that puts their hands on a defenceless female,” He tsked his tongue and reached out and pulled the wedding band off of the mans finger. “…is unforgivable in our books.”

Traximus came into view again, this time carrying a large metal bucket.

Kanto eyed the bucket warily and he tried pulling his wrists free, “She’s my wife. A creature like her needs a firm hand. If it weren’t for me, she would have been dissected and tossed aside a long time ago.”

Traximus set the bucket near the tied-up man. His expression was stern, cold, and yet and filled with anger. He merely glared down at the man before him. After studying him, he sighed out a breath, “Perhaps. Although, as much as you have marked her, I have a feeling you’ll fade away from her memory very quickly.”

Picking up a short pipe from the table beside him, Fang glared at the man, “And she will never have to see your mug again.” Roughly grabbing the mans chin, Fang tilted his the head back.

Trax picked up the bucket. “Like I said, we love and hate guys like you. We hate how men like you think you can put a hand on anyone and claim them like they are property. But, we can’t deny that we get enjoyment from making you squirm like the maggots you truly are. So, here’s a special goodbye present, courtesy of your ‘wife’.”

Fang smirked and held the two rings while also pinching the man’s cheeks. “Down the hatch,” Traximus growled excitedly as watched the wolf drop the rings into the man’s mouth. He then inserted the pipe into Kanto’s mouth with one hand and began to pour the cement with the other. “Swallow it all like a good boy and you’ll get your dessert.”

Akito moved silently through the hidden passageways to the room where the mutant swamp turtle was hidden. He opened a panel in the wall and made sure the way was clear. The woman had to die. He couldn’t get the image of her slicing his masters hands off and holding them along with his eyes out of his head. Slash was his ticket. The spiky shelled terrapin had it out for the woman from the start. He had been jealous of the attention that Shredder had given her.

“Slash.” Akito whispered through the bars that made up the small window.” He jumped back when suddenly the small opening was filled with a large yellow coloured eye.

Slash snorted out a hot breath. “What do you want?”

Akito made himself ignore the foul smelling air. “Be ready for when the shadows reach the apple trees. Eleven o’clock. That is when I will free you. If you do something for me.”

Slash growled. “And what do I have do?”

The man grinned and slowly slunk back to the hidden panel in the wall. “Kill the woman.”

To be continued…

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