Here is the beginning of the Deceitful Betrayal sequel. I'm almost finished with the last chapter of Shadow Demon, so I thought I would go ahead a post this. The chapters may not come out as quickly as Shadow Demon, but I will not go too long between chapters. Hope that you enjoy :)

Ok, ok, I don't own them...sheesh!

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His eyes snapped open, sweat beaded on his forehead and snaked it's way down his face. He swiped it off with a shaky hand and sat up quickly.

Every night. He had a nightmare every night. They shook him out of the deepest sleep and he couldn't get relief from them.

He glanced around his quarters. A small room, with the barest of necessities. A bed, a table with a lamp, and his laptop. That is really all he needed. He was lucky to have his life.

The Master was not happy with the turn of events that had happened several months ago. And he had been punished severely for them. Yes, he was his master now. Not his employer. He no longer held just a paycheck for him. He held his very life.

His body shivered uncontrollably, he quickly opened his table drawer and pulled out a unmarked bottle. He poured a small amount into a glass and drank it down quickly. He took several deep breaths and poured a little more into the glass. He took the drink and walked over to the window. The city, what he could see of it, was dark and clouded over.

Dismal. Dead.

He quickly swigged the drink and sighed, his nerves feeling slightly better. He sat the glass down and absently ran his fingers across one of the many deep scars on his arms.

Usually he was the one doing the punishing. His mouth twitched into a small smile, he remembered the turtle in blue. All of the tests and beatings that the creature endured. But he was sure that the outcome would have been different if the turtle had not been drugged and controlled.

His master's enemies were not ones to take lightly. He was well aware of that now.

He would not make that mistake again.

Master Saki wanted the turtle in blue again. He believed that if he was brought down, the others will quickly follow.

He snorted and a throaty laugh escaped his lips. He had no idea why the master was so fixated on this particular creature. Perhaps, it was the fact that this ninja refused his offer to join his clan. The mighty Foot Clan. No, this warrior was far too loyal to his own small family. And his family was loyal to him.

Maybe it was the look that flashed through his adoptive daughter's eyes whenever the turtle's name was mentioned.

He nodded his head. He wanted someone totally different.

His revenge was set on the one in purple. The retched one they call Donatello.

His eyes darkened and his mouth turned down into a deep frown.

This one destroyed everything that he had worked on. Years and years of hard work...gone in a few seconds. A few clicks of the keyboard and it was gone...poof.

His teeth clenched and grounded painfully together. No, he couldn't just leave with his pathetic brother. The whole reason they came. He had to embarrass him, destroy his precious files, and ultimately get him punished.

Yes, he caused all of it.

Donatello's fault.

He rolled his neck to relieve the building tension.

If his plan worked out, Master Saki will have what he wants and Starcher will get his revenge too.

Yes, this plan will work. He smiled and poured another drink. It will work.

He drank the last bit of the caramel colored liquid and stretched onto the bed. He closed his eyes and hoped that his dreams were no longer plagued with the song of a katana leaving it's sheath or his own anguished screams ringing in his head. He willed himself to dream of revenge and the respect of his master. He smiled contently and for the first time in months, his dreams did not wake him.

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Ok, there is the prologue...the next chapter will be soon. I'm just ironing out the kinks :)