…Hahaha…. Nope… not dead…

Ummm, so how's it been guys? I would make up an excuse and say that I didn't update sooner because of school or something… but I haven't updated in FOREVER…. So that would be pretty unbelievable… hahaha…

Anyways. I'm posting this chapter because on my account I had a poll going and this story got the most votes. The poll is still going, so if you want the next chapter to come soon, go and vote.

(Sorry about spelling/grammar mistakes)

I DON'T OWN TMNT!

Enjoy! :D


A low chuckle rumbled out of the huge man's throat as the red-banded terrapin lost too much blood and finally passed out. Leonardo wrapped his strong arms around his immediate younger brother and made sure he didn't meet with ground. Hun let the smirk that had crept onto his face grow wider. He wasn't the luckiest man in the world, he would usually lose; his plans would get ruined or messed with; he even sometimes lost some recruits. But he always got away. The boys in blue had never caught the huge man. They hadn't even come close to finding out what the next move they were planning was. Some people called it luck, others called it destiny or fate or just something to do with the universe. Hun called it skill.

The turtle fainting would slow the other ninjas down. Raphael was now dead weight they would have to carry back to their destroyed van, and try and make it back to the sewer they called home. Hun now planned to use all ounce of his skill to make sure that that didn't happen. To make sure that the turtle would come back into his grasps.

"He's lost to much blood!" Donatello shouted "We have to get him home now!"

Hun laughed out loud. "Forget about something, freaks?" He clenched his fists tight; the knuckles popping as he smirked at the mutants. "We still want the prize we came for"

Leonardo carefully set Raphael so he was leaning up against a tree. The red ninja's head slumped forward and his breathing was slow and in gasps. The blue-banded turtles eyes glinted with anger and pure hatred as he unsheathed his swords and positioned them threatening; daring for someone to step forward. Most men would back up at seeing a warrior wielding a katana blade, let alone two. Then again, most men would run away screaming at seeing a giant mutant turtle wielding them professionally. But not Hun. He stepped forward. His knuckles turning white as his smile grew. His adrenaline pumping with wanting to smash something. Or someone.

"We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way" Leonardo hissed through clenched teeth. He gripped his twin swords tighter and brought them closer to him; ready to defend; expecting the second option.

"There's only one way really" Hun stated "And it ends with you dead at my feet."

The battle begun.

Leonardo went for the most threatening first, so his brothers wouldn't have too. Hun and him clashed. Hun's fists striking air as Leo dodged swiftly. Leonardo did a round house kick and landed it right into Hun's jaw. The man stumbled slightly; he spit out some blood and then wiped his mouth. The man growled deep in his throat before lunging back at the warrior. His fist hit the turtles shoulder; sending him flying back and into a tree.

Leo quickly got up, thankful he had a shell. His brothers were easily taking down Hun's great group of aggressive teens and young adults. Donatello taking out more than one opponent at a time with his Bo staff. Scaring his enemies by spinning it professionally then striking them, making it so they would fall and stay down. His dark eyes would glance over at the fallen terrapin every now and then; his doctor mode setting in, but also his brother side just showing complete worry for their hot-tempered brother.

Michelangelo taunted his opponents; telling them how slow they were, how they wouldn't be able to hit an unmoving rock with their lazy swings, how much they looked like pigs. Then he would strike. His Nunchucks only needed one hit to the skull to make the enemy pass out and fall. He used his weird way of fighting, nobody ever being able to tell what his next move was going to be because, sometimes, Mikey didn't even know. Using backflips and summersaults to get around and annoying his opponents.

They each had a different fighting style, but each turtle had something in common. They fought to win.

Leo gave out a loud battle cry as he charged back towards Hun; dodging a couple of blows before giving his own. Leo jumped and slammed his left foot into Hun's temple; sending the large man to fall down. The sickening crack filled everyone's ears as Hun's head smashed into a rock. The man groaned and then went still.

Leo sheathed his swords and then turned back to his hot-tempered brother. He hoisted Raphael onto the back of his shell and then called for his brothers to fall back.

It was time to go home.


So, the story now, REALLY, begins... or at least, it gets more exciting... I guess :)

Just cross your fingers that I'll update soon.

That's what I'm doing ;p

-Tori