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The Darker Side of New Thundera	By : Crystalandra Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 7628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The ride for home was quick and uneventful and it wasn’t long before the cab pulled up to the front of the apartment. Schwenk paid the fare and he Tee-Lara climbed out.
"I really had a wonderful time at my folks." The tigress sighed happily purring as she draped herself around her mate. "Thank you..." She gave him a long deep kiss.
"You're very welcome...I'm happy it turned out OK..."
“Me too..." She bounded cheerfully up the steps with Schwenk chasing after and upon opening the door, they heard the television monitor on in the living room. "Hmmm sounds like they're home." Tee-Lara mused.
"That was quick?" he was genuinely surprised entering the flat. "We're home..."
"It's about time...I've been waiting quite awhile for your return." The person grunted impatiently--it wasn't Lumar!
"Wha....who the hell!!" he snapped angrily.
Schwenk raced into the living room, there lounging quite comfortably on the couch was the big Tiglon himself...Argo. "You look quite well Schwenk...I take it you went out to some fancy place." He craned his neck and smiled demurely at Tee-Lara. "Who is this fine creature, Schwenk? Introduce us!"
"This is Tee-Lara....What do you want!?" he replied angrily.
"Greetings Tee-Lara...you are an exceptionally fine looking Siberian tigress." He blew her a kiss then turned his attention on the irate human before him. "My visit is three fold...Firstly, I want to know how you are making out at the Lair, Secondly, I am checking up on Crystalandra, and thirdly, I want my vehicle back."
"Well...on point one, everything is fine....points two and three you'll have to come back....Crys and the aforementioned vehicle is with her..."
“Is that so? I understand she has taken up a new hobby..." The Tiglon commented steepling his fingers. "She's into burning things..."
"Oh? Not heard that....Well, we're awful tired so if I can show you out..." he walked to the Tiglon.
Argo rose; Schwenk was a dwarf in comparison to the immense hybrid. "You're right...it is late; however, if you would be kind to give Crystalandra a message for me Schwenk…"
"Certainly....what's the message?"
"Tell her she had better return my car in one piece and behave herself if she knows what is good for her! Good night to you both." The Tiglon bowed and left.
"Arsehole..." Schwenk muttered once the door was closed.
"Gaston...who was that huge...well…what exactly is he?" Tee-Lara gasped.
"He? He who?"
"That feline! Who was that?!"
"His name is Argo...a Sh’iar commander..."
"He's frightening...he's an exotic breed like Crystalandra isn't he?" Tee-Lara whispered in awe.
"Correct on both counts...Now, let's sort that dress out of yours..." he looked her up and down.
The tigress persisted with her questioning ignoring Schwenk’s remark, "Gaston...you're not mixed up in anything with...him are you? What did he want with you?"
"Nothing, he wanted Crys...you heard him..."
"I hope she isn't mixed up in something horrible with him." Tee-Lara worried; the front door opened and in sauntered Lumar. Seeing the tigress' expression he asked if everything was all right.
"Argo was here....where is Crys?" Schwenk answered.
"Crys? She kicked me out of the car and took off...I don't know where she's gone.” Lumar sighed in frustration, “Schwenk that she-cat can really blow hot and cold...There are times when I don’t know whether she is going to hug me or scratch my eyes out!"
"Then dump her..." he shrugged indifferently.
"You know what? I don't need your advice!" The tiger growled and changed the subject. "What did Argo want anyway?"
"Crys...who else? She's trouble!"
"If you say so...Look, I'm too tired to argue with you." Lumar went into the kitchen to find something to eat.
"Not looking for more food?? You pig!" Schwenk snorted.
"If it is any of your business--I'm hungry!" The tiger haughtily replied; Tee-Lara sighed. "I'm going to change into something more comfortable Gaston...if you're interested." She left the two men.
"Wha...." he rolled his eyes and went after Tee-Lara, "Please...don't be like that..."
She sat on the edge of the bed. "I wish you would be nicer to Lumar, Gaston--after all, you keep saying he is your tiger brother. Give him some encouragement for a change with regards to his relationship with Crys...that would make me quite happy."
"Why? Why lie? She's a nutcase, she's dangerous. I mean...what was all of that with your father?? She could've spoilt the evening single handed...Stop trying to protect her. She's bad news."
"She's not...I think Crys is just poorly misunderstood...I'm sorry Gaston but I am the type of person who tries to see the good in everyone...I think it was how she was raised...Sh'iar warriors are extremely different from Thunderians."
"True, but you have to draw the line somewhere...and I'm just saying....you need to draw it now..."
Tee-Lara reached for Schwenk caressing his stiff arms. "I'm sorry but no matter what you say, I feel Crys isn't a bad seed as how you make her out to be."
"Even if she's not she sure had developed a way to act bad..." he snorted.
"What do you know about her?" Tee-Lara suddenly asked. "How was she raised? What was her family life like? You can't answer because you don't know..."
"Don't have a go at me...I don't need to know her past because I know her present and I've got a damn good idea of the future..."
The tigress pulled her mate closer nuzzling his neck in an attempt to loosen the tension in him. "You said you found Lumar on the street and yet you gave him a chance...you found me and gave me a chance now I am your woman." She teasingly licked his ear lobe. "Please...give her a chance...Why don't you get Lumar to have Lion-O talk about her...Learn from the horse's mouth what she is like?"
"Because if he finds out she's with us...it'll be jail....or worse." Schwenk loosened at her touch.
"But he will never find out...will he?"
"Too many people know already...I dread to think..."
Tee-Lara massaged Schwenk's shoulders. "My parents wouldn't breathe a word of it to anybody...this is their secret...Come lie down beside me." She invited. "I'll give you a good body rub."
"Ooooh please...." he lay face down on the bed.
The tigress sat straddling the human and proceeded to run her silken palms slowly down the length of his back. "How does that feel?"
Just as Schwenk was actually starting to feel the tension of the day melt from his body from the wonderful massage Tee-Lara was giving him, there came a pounding at the bedroom door. "Schwenk...open up...I want to talk to you!" It was Lumar and he didn't sound happy.
“It'll have to wait, bro..." he replied dreamily.
"NO!" The tiger was insistent. "I WANT TO SEE YOU NOW! I'm not leaving from this spot until you come out!"
"Then you can wait there until I'm done..." he smiled and settled down.
Tee-Lara glanced worriedly at the door. "Perhaps you should see what he wants?"
"Oh it'll be nothing...more whining about Crys or something..."
Lumar pounded at the closed door again. "Schwenk...you are supposed to be taking care of me! After all YOU ARE MY PERSONAL BUTLER! Lion-O isn't going to like this when I tell him that you've been neglecting me!"
Schwenk paled. He was pretty certain he hadn't mentioned to Tee-Lara about his job role.
The tigress stopped kneading her mate’s back. "Gaston...what does he mean by that? You're his manager..."
"Yes, he's just teasing...I'd better go and see him..." Schwenk sighed.
"Whatever it is don't be gone too long...I want you back." She rolled aside letting Schwenk up not before wiggling her backside as an incentive for his return.
"Don't you worry about that....this'll be five minutes, maybe less...." he stepped outside the door. "What the hell??" he growled. "Voice down about the butler bit!" he jabbed Lumar's chest with his finger.
The tiger pushed Schwenk's hand aside. "You didn't tell your woman the truth about your job title huh? Interesting...Schwenk, I can't relax...I want you to spar with me."
“Spar? No, no way...you're too riled up; it would not be safe..." Schwenk adamantly declined.
Lumar gave a low growl and clamped a huge hand on the human's shoulder. "I don't think I made myself clear, I WANT to spar...There's equipment up in the gym for you to wear that will protect you. Besides Schwenk, I think you owe me...I went with you to Tee-Lara's folks so one favour deserves another...Remember, it's your responsibility to make me happy...Lion-O said so..."
"I don't see Lion-O here!" he snapped back.
"No...Lion-O may not be here but you forget we will be seeing him tomorrow...If I am not at my best he WILL blame you. Come on Schwenk...if you can go out of your way to make your mate happy, why can't you do the same for your tiger brother?"
"Because the sex is nowhere near as good...now if you don't mind, I have a massage waiting for me..."
Lumar became downright petulant not getting his own way. He scrunched up his nose, his whiskers bent forward, and his tail began to whip rapidly back and forth. "I said I want to spar--NOW!"
"No! Now bugger off..." Schwenk turned and opened the door.
The tiger all of a sudden seized the human, slung him over his shoulder like a gunny sack of potatoes, and fled the apartment taking the stairs two at a time up to the gym on the second floor.
"Oh no!! You are NOT manhandling me, tiger...No fucking way..." he writhed. "You know that is overstepping the mark!"
When they reached their destination, Lumar threw Schwenk onto the mat and towered over his prone figure on the ground. "What are you going to do about it?" He taunted. "I too need to release some stress...It hasn't been an easy day for me."
"Then go masturbate! You do NOT pick me up like that--EVER...I'm not an object!"
"I want to spar." Lumar again whined. "That's how I will attain my release...If Crys were here I would have naturally had sex with her."
"Well lucky her for not being here then! She's smarter than she looks!"
The tiger crouched low to the ground, his eyes narrowed as he tracked Schwenk's slow backward crawl away from him. "I want to spar..." Lumar was beginning to sound like a broken record.
"Enough already, brother...it's getting late, you've got a full belly and you're angry...a terrible combination for me...so no...Tomorrow..."
Lumar leapt over Schwenk blocking the exit. "I can't believe you are just calmly going to leave me this way!"
"Why not? You'll get over it! In the meantime I do not get hurt...step aside..."
"The gear...there's equipment you can put on...over there in the corner! Put it on!"
"You're not serious....even you know you're too stressed to fight me..."
"GO! Leave me then!" The Beni angrily snapped; he turned his back on the human. "Sometimes...sometimes I wish you never met that Siberian tigress--you've changed! I'll deal with my issues myself." Lumar crawled over to the far corner of the gym to sulk.
"Oh for the love of....Fine, I'll do it, but...you be careful...right???"
"No...Go to your TIGRESS...Obviously she is more important than your tiger brother."
"Don't say that..." Schwenk walked over and placed a hand on his broad shoulder. "You know that's not true..."
"No—no…You've changed...” the big cat insisted. "You're not the same person you used to be since you’ve met HER."
"We've both changed!" he protested. "Look at the way you've just dragged me down here and spoken to me!"
"I haven't changed at all...I dragged you here because you weren't willing to come on your own." Lumar took a deep breath. "Will you spar with me? Just for a little bit, please?"
"OK! But when I say stop, you stop....immediately!"
The Beni whipped around and seized Schwenk in a bear hug. "Thank you--I promise, I will go easy on you!" He pushed his brother away towards the direction of the equipment. "Go change."
Schwenk tutted and got his protective gear on. As good as it was he knew Lumar could still hurt him and his teeth, if serious, could still penetrate. "Right...I'm ready....What are we focusing on?"
Lumar had removed his boots, pants, and shirt and was sitting on his haunches, head tilted to one side silently appraising Schwenk's gear. "Well, I was mostly thinking of my attacks...I would like to concentrate on that if you are up to it..."
"We'll see...why have you stripped down to your underwear?? You planning on making out with me?" he pulled a face.
Lumar rolled his eyes. "It's so I will have more freedom of movement...clothing hampers my attack." His tail was swishing in quick arcs signaling that the big cat was getting ready to pounce.
"Bring it on, pussy!!"
With a terrifying roar, Lumar attacked--he reached out with his arm and swatted Schwenk sending him hurtling into the far side of the gym. Luckily the walls were padded!
"Fuc..." he grunted and picked up a wooden bar, "That all you've got??"
The big cat pivoted on his muscular trunk-like legs and charged after Schwenk--he was like a mad bull!
Schwenk brought the wood down on the tiger's nose. But the cat just kept going.
Lumar opened his cavernous mouth biting down on the bar trapping it in a vice-like grip and plowed forcefully into Schwenk. To the poor human it was like being hit by a solid wall of bricks.
"Shit..." he tried to wrest the wood from Lumar's mouth, twisting and turning it.
The big cat snarled clamping down harder until it snapped in half; Lumar roared and this time had Schwenk's arm pinned in his mouth.
"Oh no you don't!!" he threw a punch into Lumar's eye area.
The cat recoiled angrily, shook his head, and swiped at Schwenk with lethal claws extended.
Sparks flew as Lumar's claws scored grooves across the chest plate. "Shit!!" he fell backwards. He kicked out and caught Lumar's knee.
He hardly felt the kick; Lumar did a back flip in the air and slammed into Schwenk knocking him to the ground forcing all the air out of his lungs. The Beni quickly pinned the human down with his massive body weight.
"Enough!!" he gasped as the air was forced from his chest.
"Are you sure? I barely touched you!" Lumar protested.
"Get off me!!" he snapped angrily
Not liking the tone in his voice, the Beni did as he was ordered; he hopped off Schwenk and picked him bodily up off the ground brushing the dirt and debris away. "Are you all right?"
"Just peachy..." he got up and got a harder weapon. This time it was a metal bar. "Trying chewing though this....freak!"
Lumar's ears flattened against his skull. "Schwenk--you know I don't like being called...that!"
"Pah!" he snorted.
Roaring, the tiger went after the human; Schwenk swung the metal bar...It connected with the side of Lumar's head and down he toppled in a heap.
"Lumar?" he dropped the bar. "Lumar?!" he dropped down to his knees and listened for breathing.
The big cat's breathing was slow and shallow--he was out for the count.
"Crap....you're going to have a nasty headache, bro..." and Schwenk knew how bad Lumar was with a headache. He sat and leant up against the big cat and waited.
Slowly...ever so slowly...the tiger came to moaning; he tried to move but Schwenk placed a gentle hand on his chest restraining him.
"Take it easy....you took a nasty knock..."
One unfocused green eye squinted up accusingly at him. "Y-you hit me...you hit me with a m-metal bar." Lumar scowled clutching his head. "T-that wasn't nice."
"Wha...but you wanted to spar, this was sparring..." he protested.
"But you didn't have to brain me with a metal bar!" Lumar snarled sitting up; he cried out in pain. "Oooh...my head!"
"Actually found something tougher than your skull..." he chuckled.
"It's no laughing matter...” the tiger grouched. "I'm going to be in rough shape tomorrow...no thanks to you!"
"You insisted!" he snorted.
"Will you go see if Crys is back? You aren't strong enough to help me downstairs and I want her."
"Oh very well...." Schwenk sighed as he got up. "Mind your head..." he winked exiting the gym...Once downstairs, he went to Lumar's room. The door was open but the lights were off. "Hello? Crys?" he asked timidly.
"What do you want monkey breath?" Crys growled from within the darkness. "Can't you see I am wasted and trying to sleep?"
"Oh, it's OK...Lumar just wanted to know if you were back..." Schwenk really wanted to get out of that apartment right now.
"Why is that?" She reached for the light switch at the side of the bed table and switched it on; Schwenk saw she was lying on top of the bed still dressed in her evening gown that was currently smudged with smoke.
"Go figure..." he shrugged. "Erm...why is your gown all dirty and smoky?"
Crys sat up daintily. "Maybe it's this way because I torched Argo's car...Anything else bothering you?" She squinted. "Why are you wearing that silly costume? Are you and Tee-Lara planning something kinky?"
"Oh it's my protective gear for sparring, protects me from Lumar..."
"Protective gear? Hasn't helped you much...you've got five claw marks on your person and I do believe I see blood."
"Blood? Where??"
She arched an eyebrow. "Your arm...your arm is bleeding. Listen; was there something that you wanted other than wanting to know my whereabouts?"
"Your real boyfriend, Argo...he was here..."
"He's not my boyfriend...never was and NEVER will be besides what the fuck do I care?" She snarled.
"He wants to find you, let's put it that way!"
Crys mumbled something nasty under her breath. "Look...where is Lumar? Why isn't your shadow with you?"
"Oh him? He got injured..." Schwenk smirked. "Got a fine whack on his head with a metal bar..."
The she-cat's heart quickened in alarm; she leapt off the bed. "He got injured? He's injured and you are there busy spewing nonsense to me about Argo and Lumar is injured? YOU ARE A DAMN INSENSITIVE SON-OF-A-BITCH!" She hollered. Crys pushed past the stunned human out of the apartment to the gym area.
"It's only a bump...silly cow!!" he snorted.
Tee-Lara came out of the bedroom and stood there with her arms folded across her chest. "Gaston...you've been gone quite awhile...Why are you dressed that way? What's with all the yelling?"
"OK...let's go to our bedroom, you can help me get out of this gear and we can talk about it...."
Schwenk marched the tigress into their bedroom where she helped him strip off the equipment but shrieked when she saw the blood on his arm. "You're hurt!"
“It's only minor..." he waved it off. "Lumar insisted we sparred..."
"Spar?!" She whispered; Tee-Lara grabbed Schwenk's arm and proceeded to lick away the blood. "Why would you spar with a huge tiger like Lumar?"
"We've done it before...it helps him stay toned and sharp..."
"That may be so but look at the state of you! Cut and bruised...Gaston, I want you in one piece. Where's Lumar?"
"Upstairs nursing a large lump on his head..." he chuckled.
Tee-Lara frowned. "That's not funny Gaston...No wonder Crys was screaming at you...I assume she has gone to him?"
"You see...I've brought them closer together!"
"Don't pat yourself on the back too soon..." She glanced nervously at the closed bedroom door. "I just don't want a rampaging Sh'iar bursting through there ready to rip you apart for what you did to her mate."
"She won't...it was a simple spar...he got hurt, I got hurt...that's the deal..." he shrugged.
"How can you be so certain?" Tee-Lara asked. "I thought you said Crys was psychotic?"
"Lumar won't be angry enough...he'll explain..."
"Would he or would he see this as an opportunity to take revenge on you Gaston?" The tigress asked worriedly.
"Revenge?? No! He's my brother, we'll be fine..."
"I hope so..." She sighed wrapping her arms around her mate fiercely hugging him.
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