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Perfect Enemy	By : MysticMewtwo Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: TMNT and all its characters belong to Viacom International. All rights reserved. I claim only David and Alisa as I created them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Illusions
Chapter Four

I don't think a month and a half between chapters is too bad, yes? I would have probably updated sooner, but real life intervened. I was sick through most of April with first the flu and then allergies. I finally managed to finish the chapter, so that is what's important. Those of you who like sweet and cute will particularly enjoy the middle half of this chapter.

As always, please enjoy and reviews are appreciated. ^^

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It was hard piecing his life back together again. Because he could never return to his old life, David was forced to build a new one. He resisted for as along as he could, but eventually he realized he had to move on. The Foot Clan was now just a memory.

In the weeks that followed, he made a full recovery of his injuries. Though, he would have to live with the scars for the rest of his life. As much as he wanted to leave the home of his warden, Casey Jones, he knew he had nowhere else to go, so he continued to stay.

David asked his sister for forgiveness and began to forge a new relationship with her. He also learned to develop a grudging respect for the mutant turtles. However, he was never fully comfortable in their presence, especially the one with the blue mask she called her husband.

Alisa came often to visit, but only at night, and the turtle would always accompany her. Leonardo, as she called him, would give them their space, but he was almost never far away either. David was more disturbed by his quiet detached way towards him than that of the one in the red mask's loud and rough attitude. The other two, one in purple and one in orange, seemed indifferent, but they were friendly.

There was something else too which David still found hard to swallow. Despite the fact he had had months now to cope with the knowledge. She waited weeks to tell him, until she could no longer hide it. By then, he was beginning to suspect.

However, no amount of preparation could brace him for when she finally revealed to him she was pregnant with the turtle's offspring. He was left utterly speechless, a reaction that gave her a little relief. Alisa had been very nervous to talk about it to him even with the assurance Leo was only feet away from the living room in the kitchen. She'd made the decision to hold off the news until her brother was more adjusted, but there was a small fear he still might respond explosively.

Only silence reigned for the longest time that night. So long, in fact, Leonardo felt compelled to check on them at one point to make sure everything was okay. He too was a little on edge predicting what David might say or do. Though, the young man was trying hard now to improve himself and being on good terms with his sister. He did admire that about him.

At long last, David found his voice.

"A baby, huh?" he said, quietly, "So I guess that makes me an uncle then?"

Alisa felt a huge wave of relief wash over her and a weight lifted from her soul. She smiled broadly.

"Yeah," she confirmed, "It does."

He'd only nodded then. She didn't expect him to say much, but what he had was enough. She was proud of him. Shortly afterwards, she and Leo went home because she was feeling tired.

David had a lot to think about that night. Even after the initial shock, it took him a long while to fully grasp the reality. He had no idea the mutants could breed with humans. He was certain Karai hadn't either or her desire to capture Alisa would have become ten-fold.

He drew out a long sigh then and stretched out to lie on the couch that had been his bed for so long. Every now and then, he wondered if he would go back to the Foot if he were given the chance. Once he was so sure he wouldn't have given it a second thought, but now he wasn't anymore.

He didn't want to lose his sister again or to throw away the trust he'd earned. Those turtles wouldn't hesitate to skin him alive if he did anything to betray them. Alisa and Leonardo would not be coming tonight. She wasn't feeling well, but they had talked briefly on the phone. It was just as well as he was not feeling up to company either.

David then rolled over with his back turned to the window to go to sleep. In doing so, he failed to notice the figure, black as the night itself, lurking outside on the fire escape.
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All day long she'd been absolutely miserable. At nearly six months, Alisa was discovering the other unpleasant side effects of pregnancy. She was too hot, her back hurt and so did her feet, which were swollen slightly. Donatello had said it was fluid retention and perfectly normal, but cautioned to monitor it closely. It actually helped to move rather than to sit still.

Poor Leonardo was doing his best to keep her comfortable. He set up a portable fan, brought her ice water, and gave her a full body massage in bed. The Japanese cherry blossom scented oil he rubbed into her skin felt wonderful and relaxed her.

She sighed contentedly, giggling a little as his hands began to caress her round burgeoning belly and tickled the sensitive skin. He loved to stroke it, kiss it and trace around its every curve. Sometimes Leo would rest his head on her tummy, usually when they were lying in bed, and speak softly to it. There was no question he loved this child with everything he had.

Her stomach was also feeling strange lately. For a week, she'd been noticing sensations akin to fluttering butterflies or bubbles popping. However, she dismissed it as simply gas from eating so much. She never had a really big appetite before, but with this baby now she always seemed to be hungry. At times she could even outpace Michelangelo.

She began to feel those sensations again as Leo massaged her stomach, but stronger this time. A strange expression crossed over his face and he paused.

"Did… did you feel that?" he asked, hesitantly.

"I did," she breathed, her heart beat beginning to quicken, "Right here. Do what you were doing before."

She guided his hand to near the side of her belly where he was rubbing. He continued to caress her tummy and there was no mistaking what he felt beneath his hand a few moments later. Looking into his wife's misty eyes, she knew it too.

"The baby moved," she whispered, "Leo, she's moving."

"She?" he repeated, raising an eye-ridge as an amused smile formed on his lips.

They hadn't discussed gender yet. It'd so far been an unspoken sentiment shared between them that it didn't really matter if it was a boy or a girl. So it surprised now him a little Alisa was actually specifying it as a girl.

"Mother's intuition?" she guessed, returning the smile, "I don't know. I've just been feeling lately like it's going to be a girl."

"What happens if it's a boy?" he asked, teasing her a little.

Leo began stroking her swollen belly again. He brushed his thumb gently around her naval which had been popped outwards. She felt a wriggling motion now in her stomach, like the baby was turning a somersault.

"Either way, I'm not going to be disappointed," she replied, softly.

He smiled and then reached to press his lips to hers in a tender kiss. Neither was he. Whether he had a son or a daughter, it mattered not which. However, if it was a girl, he was certain she would be like a tiny version of her mother and that thought made him smile even more.

He finished giving her massage and then she got dressed for an early turn in to bed. It wasn't quite 9 yet, but she was so sleepy now she could barely keep her eyes open. She'd been literally melted under his hands. She always said he had a magic touch, much to his amusement.

Alisa stayed awake long enough, however, to call her brother to inform him they would not be coming tonight. She chatted briefly before she was yawning too much to be coherent and slurring her words. At that point, David told her to get off the phone and go to sleep.

Leo was having similar thoughts when she finally hung up. She lay down then, forgetting the phone was still in her hand. She was instantly asleep upon her head meeting the pillows.

He smiled and gently extracted the shell cell from her loose fingers, setting it on the nightstand. He gave her cheek a soft kiss and pulled the covers over her more, tucking them in around her a little. He would join her later after he went on patrol with his brothers.

He slipped the scabbard holding his katanas over his head and adjusted the strap. He worried a little more these days going out. Coming home alive every night or not seriously injured was crucial to him than it had ever been before. Not only for the woman he loved, but for the precious life she carried growing in her womb; their baby. Becoming a father was once thought an impossible dream, but now he would make certain that his child did not grow up without him.

Quietly, he made his way out of the room and softly closed the door behind him. He then headed downstairs to round up his brothers.

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He couldn't have been asleep for very long when an alert of warning in his subconscious suddenly snapped him awake. David could sense a presence nearby, at the window, and he knew it was not the vigilante. There was an intruder in the apartment.

He lay motionless, continuing to breathe slowly and evenly as if still asleep. Though no longer a Foot ninja, he had not forgotten his training. He would dispose of this punk before he even knew what hit him.

The intruder flowed with the darkness and blended in the shadows. There was no sound, no rustle of cloth David could detect to give him away. For a moment, he was uncertain whether to attack. It was obvious now this was no amateur he was dealing with.

In a blink of an eye, he sprang from the couch and tackled the man to the floor. They wrestled briefly before the other man kicked him off of him. David instinctively tucked into a roll and then jumped to his feet with the momentum.

The two men squared off and this time the other attacked first. David quickly blocked a dragon punch and parried it with a back-fist strike. It vaguely surprised him to note this guy was using ninjitsu to fight. They were also matched move for move, nearly equal in skill.

It all happened too fast and suddenly he found himself flat on the floor with a tanto to his throat. The short blade glinted off the dim light coming in through the window.

"You have grown soft, David," the man hissed softly with a slight Japanese accent.

David's eyes grew wide as he stared at the black figure. He knew that voice. The Foot ninja withdrew the blade and tucked it in the sheath at his belt. He then helped his comrade to his feet.

"Takeshi," he finally gasped, "What… what are you doing here?"

He was nervous and for very good reason. He could not be seen talking with a member of the Foot Clan. It would ruin everything for him he'd work hard to get.

"I have come to deliver a message to you," Takeshi answered, "You are to proceed to Phase Two."

"Phase Two?" David, repeated, completely befuddled, "What are you talking about? What the hell is Phase Two?"

"Karai said you would not understand," Takeshi replied, "Phase Two is the next step in her plan. She said you were to get close enough to your sister and the turtles for them to trust you. Now you are to find out where they are hiding so we can a lead full assault on them. That is Phase Two."

David was shocked into silence for a few moments. This was news to him. All this time, he'd been some sort of pawn in Karai's twisted plans? It meant he really had not been kicked out of the Foot Clan after all. She had only made it appear as so.

"I-I thought I had been banished," he spoke at last, "She punished me and then left me to die in some trashy alley."

"You were not intended to be killed," Takeshi corrected, "You were taken to that alley specifically because we knew they would find you there. We had several sentries posted near their location that night."

"I think I neglected to read that memo when she was gutting me," David muttered, sourly.

"She had to make you, and your sister and the turtles, think you had been given a dishonorable discharge or her plan would not have worked," Takeshi explained.

Oh, it worked all right, a little too well in fact. What was Karai thinking on this one? Did she expect David to be so miserable he would jump for joy to come back? Apparently she had, but she probably never counted on him to develop a real caring relationship with his sister. Alisa had melted the ice around his heart and he found he could still feel emotion after all. Could he now so easily betray her?

"I don't know if I can do that, Takeshi," he said, his voice low.

The Foot ninja frowned.

"I am not sure you have a choice, my friend," he replied, "Karai does not take kindly to betrayal or the Foot. We will kill you."

"So will the turtles," David retorted.

"You are afraid of the kappa?" Takeshi asked, mirthfully.

"No!" David snapped, "I am not afraid of them, but if I harmed my sister in any way, they would not hesitate to destroy me."

"By the time they find out, it will be too late," Takeshi countered, "They will all be dead, and you and your sister will be safe in the Foot Clan."

He paused abruptly then as if listening to something.

"The sentries have reported the vigilante is returning home," he stated, after a moment, "He is within half a mile. I must leave. Your mission must not be compromised by my presence."

Takeshi headed for the window. Before he slipped out of the apartment, however, he turned to his comrade to speak to him a last time.

"Karai will require an answer," he told him, "What is your decision?"

"I-I..." David faltered.

"Please choose wisely, my friend," Takeshi implored, "I do not wish to spill your blood on my hands."

David closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. No matter what, he was screwed, but he was more afraid of the Foot Clan's leader than he was of the turtles. He finally opened his eyes again and looked squarely at the ninja.

"All right, I'll do it," he replied.

Takeshi lifted his mask enough to flash him a triumphant grin and then he was gone, vanishing in the night. David closed the window after him. He sighed deeply and let his forehead rest against the glass.

He had just betrayed his sister. He had broken her trust in him, but she would not know that until she was captured and the turtles were dead. He had also betrayed an innocent, the unborn baby she carried. Would Karai destroy the child later too knowing who its father was?

David dropped his head in his hands. What had he gotten himself into?

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