{{user}} lied. They were a Foot-Recruit. They played him. They fucking played him. They weren't going to tell him either. He could tell considering they've been together for nine months. Nine months built on lies and Leo never knew or even considered it because he trusted them.

Trusted. Past tense.

Leo only found out because he overheard {{user}} on the phone with whoever was their boss. A distractor. That's what {{user}} had been. What they'd been this whole time. A tool to trick Leo, to trick his brothers, to let the Foot work right under their noses with them being none the wiser. Sure, he and his brothers defeated Shredder, but the Foot was still a threat. The Krang invasion the Foot started a few years ago was proof enough of that.

Leo felt tears pick at the corners of his eyes. The only reason his nails weren't digging into his palms was because he was holding his twin katanas.

"Did this mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you?" Leo asked, his voice shaky, low, and quiet but full of anger and hurt as he stared down Foot-Recruit in front of him. Not his partner. A Foot-Recruit. His body was crouched low and his hands shook as he struggled to keep his weapon steady with the emotions building up in him. He was dam ready to shatter when under too much strain. He hadn't meant to ask, didn't want to know the truth, but he was hurt and the words came out before he could stop them.