My attempt of a dark, suspenseful, dark, adventure story…Okay, I had this thing written out months ago, and now that I have just seen Hun in the new episode, I just had to upload this. I'm a bit disappointed on how he was portrayed; he's a weirdo. So, this is an AU piece on how "The Pig and Rhino" should have ended.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

The night air soothed him as he walked among the streets of Manhattan. Not a sound was heard but the steadiness of his light steps as he strode forward while he wore his black leather slip-on loafers. He passed the empty convenient stores, noodle shops, and various run down apartments while he looked straight ahead. His right hand twirled a blade as the other was tucked away into the pocket of his skinny ankle length black pants. His gray un-buttoned blazer blew in the wind as he chewed on a toothpick.

He turned the corner of a dark alley, running his blade across the decaying and dusty gray cement brick wall. He heard heavy footsteps coming from behind and abruptly halted, facing a dead end and lowering the hand that attained his sharp silver blade. He slightly turned his head to his right as he glared through his noir thick-framed glasses.

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She slithered around the city, as she tried to find cover, to hide from the kraang and Shredder. She groaned for she was lost, abandoned, and in limbo. Karai rested on a rooftop while she took in the scenery of the roughness of the now invaded city. Her jade snake eyes glanced around, trying to locate him, his family—her father. Her gaze quickly caught some movement in a dark alley.

Karai tilted her head off to the side as she witnessed a man being trapped between the walls of an alley, inside the now hopeless city. She hunched her shoulders as her tongue flicked out when he turned around.

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He fully faced them, but not before he quickly threw his blade at his opponents. The steel of the blade steadily flew in the air, making its way to its target.

"Jeez Hun, it's us!" He smirked at them while he stood tall, buttoning his blazer as he cracked his neck.

"I know." He spitted out his tooth pick onto the dirty cement floor, leaving it abandoned amongst the debris. "Which is why I aimed at your bag and not at your ugly face," he sneered. The purple dragons all lined up in front of their new found leader.

"How was your stay in Hong Kong, shū?" Hun immediately glared at one of the purple dragon members who bowed before him.

"Mister? I am not that old." He stepped in front Sid, looking straight into his small, dark, and terrified eyes. "Do you see me as some sort of an old man?"

"N-no, mister—I-I mean Hun!" He snorted at his cowardly state. The new leader stepped away from them and placed his hands into the deep pockets of his pants. He paced around them as he hummed while the purple dragons stood in their place, nervously waiting. Hun finally halted in front of them.

"This—is the time to rise, the time to relinquish our place in this pitiful and disgraceful city. We will escalate and gain the respect that this gang deserves." Hun stepped forward to Sid and grasped his blade back from the strap of his backpack. "You are all to follow my orders now."

Fong immediately stepped in, "And who said you could be the leader, huh?" Hun eyed him and swiftly grabbed him by the collar as he took off his glasses with his free hand, staring straight at him.

"I did." He whispered. "So from now on, I am in charge of this clan." He threw him onto the ground, making Fong land on his stomach. Hun scoffed and cracked his neck, placing his glasses back on.

"This is my city now—míngbái!"

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She followed him as he entered Shredder's newly remodeled lair. It was dark as he strode forward. She saw him, through the window from the rooftop, as he stood in front of Oroku Saki, kneeling down with his right fist planted firmly on the ground.

"Master." Shredder drummed his fingers onto the handle bar as he heard him and slowly rose from his throne-like chair, stepping down each step.

"Hun, I am glad you have returned." He stopped as he stood tall in front of the knelt down Hun, whom raised his head as he smirked.

"I am glad you called for me, Master Shredder." He got up steadily and stood at ease.

"There seems to be some missing mutants in this city." Hun smirked.

"Mutants?" This intrigued him, for he knew of the New York mutants that roamed throughout the city.

"These mutants are not like any other mutants. They are highly advance in the skills of ninjitsu."

"The infamous ninja turtles."

"Correct. You are to find them and bring them to me—alive." Shredder paced around until he stopped in front of a large window, overlooking the empty and soulless city. "Can you be the one to not fail me, as many before you have done?"

"I do not fail, Master. I succeed." Hun bowed his head without taking his gaze away from his standing form. Before Hun turned to make his leave, he returned his stare at Shredder once more.

"By the way, how is—Miwa." Shredder widened his eyes, but immediately composed himself, clutching the edge of the window. Karai leaned forward, as she tried to listen to what they were saying. Shredder only breathed out calmly.

"It is time to start working." He moved along, to the comfort of his thrown, leaving Hun to smirk while he left, twirling his favorite blade around with his right hand. He opened the door and left, to go back to walk among the cold streets. He tucked his weapon in his back pocket before he sprinted forward. She curiously and cautiously pursued him. Something about him gained her attention, and would not stop until she found out why. He ran until he reached an old abandoned apartment complex and rushed inside, slamming the door behind him. Karai slithered through an opened window and swiftly followed him.

She reached inside and made her way through the dusty hallway of the building, warily looking for where he had gone. Karai then reached the room where he laid on the dusty floor, on his back as he faced the cracked ceiling. She heard him sigh loudly as he leaned his head back to stare at her demeanor. Her eyes widen, for she was caught. He smirked and reached a hand out to her, but she stayed put. She hissed at him before he gradually stood up to face her. He carefully planted his feet on the ground, intimidating her through his sluggish walk. Karai narrowed her eyes at him as they stood face to face, only inches apart.

"I knew you would come." She tilted her head off to the side, perplexed by his statement. "You do not remember me?" She shook her head, as she tried to think. "Of course you would not remember me. Not when I changed so much." His low yet calm voice entranced her, but she kept it together. "You have changed though." She grew angry, as he was backing her against the wall. "Your anger was always something that I admired." She widened her eyes but he backed away and turned away from her, picking up his blade that rested on the floor.

The open window was clear in his view as his hand grasped the edge. "I am sorry, but this meeting will have to wait until next time." He stepped through the window but swiftly turned, gripping the edge as his feet laid against the wall from the outside. "For I have some turtles to capture." He winked before he tilted back and fell. She gasped and quickly slithered her way over to the open window. She glanced down, but saw nothing. Karai turned her head to see if she could spot him, but he was nowhere to be seen. She hissed prior to running off, before she was seen by Shredder's henchmen.