#plan 11

"What happened?" 

The Shredder's icy voice was low, barely carrying an echo in the ravaged alloy chamber of the Technodrome, yet it managed to command total silence as even the hydraulic whir of industrious Kraang droids arrested. She watched the robots' heads swivel to exchange silent looks under her sweeping glare, and she snapped impatiently, "Well?"

A group of Kraang collectively shoved forward one of their peers, and the robot staggered and then recoiled, glancing sharply over its shoulder as its taxed servos buzzed in clear distress. Reluctantly turning back to face the Shredder when none of its companions volunteered their assistance, the Kraang's speech faltered, "Kraang... encountered a fatal system error."

Shredder's eyes narrowed, and she hissed dangerously, "Explain."

The robot fidgeted from a presumed glitch, shedding a rain of sparks from its severed arm. "The ones called the Turtles--" Before the droid could complete its thought, Shredder's gauntlet had savagely pierced its chest, manually ejecting the alien from its cavity and sending it skittering across the floor in panic.

The other droid's watched their squealing comrade retreat, and then quickly turned back to Shredder when she stalked forward, examining the damage. "Where did they interfere?" she demanded, pacing around the sparking remains of an unidentifiable heap of molten circuitry central to the chamber.

"The ones called the Turtles interfered with Kraang Plan known as Plan 10," another Kraang spoke up. "The switching of Kraang mind with lesser human minds of earth leaders for Kraang." Shredder snapped a glare over her shoulder, and the Kraang amended, "--and the one known as Shredder."

Saki's sharp gaze critically evaluated the smoking pile of alloy. "I was not informed of this 'Plan 10,'" she stated flatly, her distanced observation deceptively calm.

None of the Kraang stepped forward to answer her, but their treachery was to be expected. She was already well aware of the risks that this tentative alliance invited. ...As well as the benefits.

"You said this technology can tamper with minds?" she clarified silkily, tracing the claws of her gauntlet along the apparatus's charred frame with an unsettling screech.

"That is correct," the Kraang confirmed in a detached monotone. "More accurately, the Neuroswitcher switches test subject minds."

Shredder hummed her approval. "Tell me. Would it be possible to modify the Neuroswitcher to alter minds?" She turned her scarred eye on the Kraang, and after a lengthy pause and a glance at its compatriots, the droid droned, "Affirmative."