The Darker Side of New Thundera | By : Crystalandra Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 7628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Lumar...calm down..." Schwenk snapped and he walked right up to the huge, thrashing, wild bengalian. He was risking life and limb whilst the tiger was in this state.
The big tiger was hyperventilating...
"Quiet him down or else I will do something about it!" Crys threatened watching warily.
"Shut up, mutt face!!" he snapped at Crys without looking. Schwenk placed a hand on either side of Lumar's face. "Shhhhh....."
The Beni's eyes were looking frantically from side to side; hearing and feeling Schwenk calmed him a little. "Brother?" He asked gasping for breath. "I-I can't s-seem to catch m-my breath...The c-chainssss...p-please g-get them off me...PLEASE!"
"They won't, Lumar...you know that....just settle down..."
He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his big head. "I ca-can't handle it Schwenk...This is what the humans did to me...chained me like an animal...I-I..."
"Just look at me...I'm fine....you're fine...We're both fine, just calm down before that dope over there does something she'll regret..."
Crys leaned forward hearing this; the sentries carefully watched the she-cat. "Maybe this will be an incentive for you Lumar, open that big maw of yours one more time to holler and I will decapitate your friend...Argo's orders or not I will KILL your monkey friend here on the spot."
Schwenk paled. "Lumar...now would be a great time to shhhhhh......huh?"
The tiger slowly opened his emerald green eyes and fixed Crys with a look that even made her blood run cold. "Touch him...lay one hand on my tiger brother and I swear I will kill you."
The Sh'iar warrior hastily turned away. "What the hell is taking you so long? Hurry up and get this vehicle to the Sanctuary!" She barked at the driver. "I want to unload these goons on Argo...let him handle them."
Schwenk winked at Lumar. "Thatta boy!" he whispered.
Lumar lowered his head into the human's lap; Schwenk rubbed the tiger's head comforting him. Soon the truck came upon the great gates of the Sanctuary; the driver honked his horn for the gates to open. He drove through around to the rear doors of the building where more guards were waiting.
"Keep strong, Lumie...even if we're not together...stay strong..." he rubbed the tiger's crown with his knuckle.
"I won't let them separate us...They can't!" Lumar was again becoming agitated. "I have to stay by your side no matter what."
"Shhhh.....let's just see what develops, but I'm guessing they'll know how dangerous we are together..."
Crys turned to the sentries, "All right...I don't trust that behemoth of a tiger there...I don't know why Argo is not around to handle this...He and the tiger are about the same size--he should be here to oversee everything." She sighed. "Grab the human...gently and then yank the Beni out."
"No need to yank him..." Schwenk replied calmly. "Lumar will go willingly....right, brother?" he spoke to the tiger.
"Yes....brother..." he closed his eyes serenely.
The she-cat gave them both a nasty look and nodded to the guards outside waiting. The doors to the truck were opened: Schwenk was pulled out bodily then Lumar who went quietly. Crys climbed out onto the asphalt drive way--she turned and the big tiger swung his heavy arm striking the Sh'iar warrior in the side of the head. The she-cat went down like a ton of bricks--the guards collared Lumar dragging him away hollering for Schwenk.
“Schwenk! SCHWENK!!!! DON’T LET THEM TAKE ME—SCHWENK!!!”
"No...Lumar!!" he shouted as Lumar was dragged off. Crys got to her feet. "I'm sorry...he just panicked..."
She swayed a little on her feet; it was evident her mood had now turned downright nasty. "HE PANICKED?!" She screeched; Crys pulled out her katana. "You will personally pay for YOUR FRIEND'S BEHAVIOUR!"
"No! No, please..." he dropped to his knees, hands raised. He acted totally submissive. His eyes never left the katana.
She raised it high above her head ready to cleave the human in half!
"CRYSTALANDRA PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPON!" Argo roared stepping into the courtyard. "What were my orders to you? Did I not say the human was not to be harmed?!"
Schwenk looked up at the truly enormous cat storming towards them.
"Argo...you don't understand." Crys began; her weapon was still over her head. "That DAMNED tiger hit me! I will not allow his actions to go unpunished."
"Crystalandra, lower your weapon." The Tiglon snarled his usually calm azure blue eyes were blazing red. "Put your weapon away NOW!"
"Bust......ted..." Schwenk muttered loud enough for Crys to hear, but not the other one.
She roared hearing the human's taunt--just as she was about to slice Schwenk's head off, Argo threw his spinning blades knocking her weapon out of her hand. The she-cat glanced at the blood that was dripping down her wrist from the deep wound the Tiglon had inflicted.
"Go clean yourself up." The Sh’iar commander growled. "And when you are finished, stay out of my sight." Crys left without another word.
Schwenk smirked to himself.
Argo glowered after the she-cat; one of the guards retrieved the Tiglon’s weapon and handed it over. He nodded to the guards, "Bring the human into my chambers." Glancing at Schwenk, Argo frowned. "How did you get that injury to your ear?"
"I was bitten by your female's psychotic sister..."he scowled.
"Pandora did that? Hmmmm..." The Tiglon replied--he turned quickly on his heel and the group followed him into the Sanctuary.
"Ow....you're hurting me!!" Schwenk was being marched along on his tip toes with two powerful guards holding him tightly.
They poked him in the ribs, "Shut up monkey have you not caused enough dishonour for the day?"
"Me? Dishonour? Nah....not at all..."
The guards growled and continued to herd Schwenk down the long corridor; they turned left and walked through a set of mahogany doors. The sentries hurled the human onto the floor; the Tiglon frowned. "Gently...please, humans are fragile creatures."
Lumar was in the room also wearing a set of strong handcuffs and a collar around his broad neck. He glanced up. "Gaston!"
"Lumar!!" he ran over to the tiger. "Are you OK?"
He nodded. "I'm okay now that you're here." The tiger pointed his chin at the towering cat. "What species is he? I've never seen a cat quite like him before."
"Mutt, I'm guessing!" Schwenk snorted. "We admit nothing..." he whispered, "They've got nothing..."
Argo in the meantime was pouring himself a drink into a solid gold goblet. "You've never seen a cat like me and I have never seen a huge Beni such as yourself..." He strode purposefully towards the pair. "I am NOT a mutt...My breed is called a Tiglon...part lion, part tiger. What about you Lumar...what are YOU really?"
"I'm bengalian tiger...that's all you need to know...Oh, and I'm a nasty son-of-a-bitch, too..." he bared his teeth.
The Tiglon threw his head back and laughed. "Well I guess that makes two of us with one exception--I am a NASTIER SON-OF-A-BITCH." Argo opened his mouth wide showing a row of terrifying razor sharp teeth. He closed his mouth and took a long swig from his cup. "I suggest you don't fuck with me tiger."
"...and I suggest you don't fuck with either of us...we've already been roughed up for no reason! Our lawyer will tear you all a new one!!"
Upon hearing this Argo burst into a long peel of laughter, "Your lawyer? That is priceless! What is your lawyer going to do? How is your lawyer going to defend your actions against the murder you committed?"
"Murder?" Schwenk exclaimed and shrugged, "Lumar? You know anything about a murder?"
The tiger shrugged, "Nope...not a thing!"
"Ah you two are quite good..." the Tiglon sighed. "Crystalandra has retrieved the gold you have stolen well pried from the dead hands of an innocent priest...We have witnesses who will contest to your crimes. What do you have to say for yourselves now?"
“Hmmm...." Schwenk considered. "Lots and lots of circumstantial evidence is still circumstantial....You got bollocks all on us!" he folded his arms and smiled.
Argo tilted his head. "Interesting...what about a taped confession? I think there was some bragging going on about killing a priest." He watched Schwenk's face with some interest.
He raised an eyebrow. "Taped? Riiiight....fabrication more like..."
"If you say so...Crystalandra recorded some interesting things, conversations that she had with you and Lumar separately. I think that would hold up in court." He smiled pleasantly observing the tiger as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"You think?? No, no...Any good lawyer will rip it to shreds...a honey trap, a coerced confession...Well, even if I did...and I didn't...I retract anything that she heard me say!"
Argo watched Schwenk. "There were also fingerprints, human skin samples, and tiger fur on the priest when we found the body..."
"Well of course...we found the poor old man laying on the ground...we tried to help him but, alas, we were too late...we tried to find guards to help and when we returned....he was gone..." he shrugged.
"You're smooth Schwenk...very smooth...Let me tell you this…perhaps we may not be able to tie the crime to you but we can pin it on your tiger there...We found an excellent palm print on the priest's body AND in the dumpster where he was discarded."
"Really?" Schwenk relied calmly. "...and from that one palm print you can tie up the case? Not bloody likely...the palm print was on the priest because Lumar tried to revive him....and on the dumpster because...well..." Schwenk smiled "He put some trash in there!"
Argo cracked a smile then chuckled. "Again very good...you are like the artful dodger in that old Earth story Oliver Twist." The Tiglon turned. "Well until your memories come back regarding those events you will be our guest until then. I am going to grab something to eat and will be back later with Crystalandra and Precious. Sit tight now." He exited the room; they heard a click and knew they were locked in.
"Who is Precious?" he asked Lumar.
The tiger shrugged, "I don't know Schwenk...He's pretty scary...I mean although he is the same size as me, I think I would rather deal with Crystalandra or Pandora than him."
"They've got nothing, brother...they're reaching and we're going to give them fuck all....right?"
"Whatever you say...Do you think they will try to torture the information out of us?"
"Who knows...but we need a lawyer..."
Lumar laughed. "How the fuck are we going to get a lawyer? We are trapped within the Sanctuary! Do you honestly think they will give us access to a phone to allow us to call one? I thought I had some wacky ideas but Schwenk, this really takes the cake!"
"Oh shut up....Haven't heard you come up with any ideas...Well, apart from the 'Piss Your Pants!' plan..."
"We might as well call on the ThunderCats for help."
"Oh? How are we going to manage that...the same comms that I'm calling my lawyer on??"
The tiger's ears quivered, "Schwenk, they could help us out of this jam...The ThunderCats are the only group who could stand up to the Sh'iars...bring them down off their high horse. Come on, what do you think?"
"How?!"
"Leave it to me...You know how snobbish and proud the Sh'iars are...I can use that against them."
“You're going to use your brain cell? I'll stand well out of the way for that!"
Lumar winced. "I'm not as dumb as you think me to be..." He said somewhat hurt. "I am smart...when I need to be."
"Hmmm....and your feet smell of roses!" he snorted.
The tiger glanced down at his big feet. "Do they really? I have been so worried since I haven't been able to lick my feet clean."
"Cheese, brother....that's all I'm saying...."
“Huh?" Lumar asked then frowned. "Oh...you're being sarcastic. Have faith in me Schwenk...what is the worst thing that could happen?"
"We could die horribly...I know I look good in furs, but generally only the skin, the stomach, bones and muscle as well!"
"I'll protect you Schwenk...you're my tiger brother! I won't let them harm you."
"You won't be much good once dead! In fact they'll probably feed you bits of me first!"
Lumar was going to retort this but then they heard the door unlock. Expecting to see the Tiglon enter the room, they were both stunned to see a large crocodile cross dragon emerge slithering through the door...
"What the fuck are you!" Schwenk blurted and pointed.
Hearing the human's voice, the creature swung its head around and waddled towards Schwenk, it opened its mouth displaying a quadruple row of daggers for teeth--it hissed focusing its rheumy eyes on the men.
He backed up and ended up on Lumar's lap. "Fuck..." was all the human could manage.The monster sat on its haunches facing Schwenk and Lumar rumbling.
"Uh Schwenk...Do you think that's Precious?" Lumar asked shivering.
"I-is that a pink bow on its tail?""Are you....Precious??" Schwenk asked the reptilian.
The creature roared and puffed smoke hearing its name.
"Well I guess that answers your question." The tiger groaned.
"Why are you here?? We're not scared of you!"
The monster wagged it thick heavy tail and pounced settling on Schwenk's chest. It opened its mouth and licked the human with its slimy green tongue; when it finished it peed on his leg and waddled off.
Lumar wrinkled his nose from the stench of the urine. "Oooh that is nasty!"
"Fucking hell...dirty bitch!!" he grimaced,"Smells worse than you!!"
The tiger's eyes were watering. "Schwenk...please, step away...you stink! Plus I don't smell!" Lumar gagged.
"Get a grip, dummy..." he walked up to Lumar.
He turned his face away. "Please Schwenk, I can't stand the smell!"
"It's only pee!!" he sighed. "For Gods' sake, what is wrong with you these days....you're so flakey..."
"'It's only pee?!'" Lumar choked. "It smells like battery acid to me! If you say it is harmless then why is it turning orange?!"
“What?? No fucking way.....quick...help me get it off!" he screamed.
The tiger held out his big hands. "You forget I am wearing handcuffs so how can I possibly help you? Just take your pants off--it's smoking! HEY--Be careful where you fling that thing!"
"Shit, shit, shit!" he flung his trousers off, "Bastards! That was a dirty fucking trick!"
"You think it was planned?"
"Of course it was...psychological warfare....but it won't work!"
"It won't work because we are smarter than that--right?" Lumar asked watching Schwenk's pants disintegrate into nothing.
"Exactly!" he winked and laughed.
"If we're so smart, then where did that creature go? I didn't see it exit the room."
Schwenk glanced around. "Don't know! Secret exit?"
"Why don't you call it?" The tiger ventured.
"Why don't you sniff it out?"
"I-I don't want to..." Lumar whimpered; a low guttural snarl filled the room, it was coming from the ceiling..."Oh shit." The tiger swore looking up.
"Lumar....bite it.....Kill it!!!" Schwenk screamed.
"You're crazy! There is no way my teeth will be able to pierce that thick hide."
Precious was busy scrabbling along the ceiling rafters using her thick claws...for a reptile, she moved fast.
"What can we do then??"
The door opened, Crystalandra entered the room. "Precious you silly little thing, come here...it's time for your din--din." The reptile crawled down the wall and ran towards the she-cat cooing...
Schwenk curled his top lip. "Sick..." he thought.
Crys glanced over at Schwenk, "Did you have fun playing with Precious? I see she had fun with you!"
"She'd make a fantastic handbag!"
The monster whipped her head around gnashing her dangerous looking teeth in Schwenk's direction. "She didn't like what you said." The Sh'iar warrior pointed out; she removed a bucket from behind her back, reached in, and dangled a micrit over Precious' head. "Sweetie...want a treat?"
"Not sure which is the biggest monster, Lumar..."
The tiger was watching Crys holding the micrit in her hand, he was salivating...
"Lumar...pack it up!" Schwenk scolded.
The tiger winced. "I can't help it." He whispered. "Just look how plump and meaty that micrit is." The micrit meanwhile was shrieking its head off.
"Lumar....Remember...small.....human!"
He sighed, but couldn't help but lick his chops...He had never seen a micrit that well fed before. It didn't escape Crys' sharp eyes the look of hunger on Lumar's face. After dropping the micrit in Precious' maw, she fished out another one and popped it into her mouth. "Mmm mmm good!"
"Ignore her, Lumar...she's trying to trick you..."
He tore his sight away.
"You don't know what you're missing Lumar." Crys taunted. "We specially breed the Micrits to be ever so succulent, juicy, and plump...The meat is sweet to the palate..."
"Monsters!! They're humans too!!"
"It makes it ever so delicious." The she-cat finished; she took out three Micrits and tossed them on the floor. They looked at each other confused and ran...Precious took off after them catching them easily one by one.
Schwenk turned his back on the unfolding carnage. "Lumar....don't even stoop that low!"
Lumar bit his bottom lip; oh how he so wanted to sample those Micrits...they looked delicious. "I-I won't Schwenk..."
"Good...it's bad enough with these savages...don't want you turning native!"
Crys placed the large container on the floor and exited with a reluctant Precious. Lumar's eyes were fixed on the container. "Schwenk...might I not have a taste? I'm hungry."
"Fine....but before you want one of those....you can bite my finger off and eat that..." he held his finger out.
"What are you talking about? I don't want your finger!" The tiger growled. "Come on...it's just a Micrit--I don't care what you say..."
"Don't you dare!!"
"If it weren't for these damned leg irons, I would have gone over and helped myself to some."
Schwenk back-handed the tiger across the face. "NO!!"
Lumar snarled his eyes took on a ferocious look. "Don't do that again! I WANT a Micrit."
"No....the answer remains, no..."
The huge tiger was becoming angry being denied the very food he loved; he struggled against the handcuffs, muscles straining he pulled until they broke. "I'm hungry! I want to sample some Micrits and you won't stop me!"
Schwenk slid in front of the container. "Back off, brother!!"
Lumar stood and advanced; he fell flat on his face forgetting the leg irons. He pulled and pulled until they too finally broke.
"Lumar...I'm warning you..." he tipped the container over and let the Micrits run free.
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