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Claws of Chaos	By : Collip99 Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 4779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the ThunderCats or any character/events associated with it. I do not own or make any money from the ThunderCats or from this fiction.

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The ships was moments from taking off when the comms crackled into life.
“Thundercat Cruiser……this is Ponta Kalla port authority, over……..”
“Port Authority, this is Thundercat Cruiser…..how can we help?”
“We have a severe storm coming through within the hour…..you cannot leave until tomorrow at dawn…at the earliest…….”
“Port authority…….we can be up and gone in minutes…..long before the storm arrives…….”
“That’s a negatory, Thundercat Cruiser……….port procedure dictates no shipping movement until dawn……We apologise for the inconvenience……”
“We understand…..thanks for the notification…Thundercat Cruiser out…..”
There was a collective groan as the news sank in, a night stuck in Ponta Kalla.
“Make the most of the night…..go into town and hit the nightlife……it’s great!” Schwenk said, without looking up from his pencil drawing.
“We haven’t got time for…..” Lion-O started
“..fun?” Schwenk cut-in. “About right…….Thundercats are famous for being stuffed shirts…..” he snorted.
“HEY!” Bengali thumped the table.
“Calm down……..” Lion-O continued. “Maybe he’s right…….” He shrugged.
“Beni…..Tygra….Pumyra….Go back into town and take five, who knows when we’ll get the chance again…….I’ll stay here with Schwenk….”
“Deep joy……” the human muttered.
“You have work to do……” Lion-O replied calmly. The others stood.
“We’ll be back by midnight…….four hours or so……” they turned and left.
Schwenk kept rotating the piece of paper.
“Any luck?” Lion-O sat opposite him.
“Not yet………the clue is here….but, at best it’s a collection of dots…..Remember this lesson for life…..the devil is in the detail……” he pushed the paper to Lion-O.
“Does the pattern remind you of anything?”
The lion looked at the paper for several minutes, puffed his cheeks out.
“No…….nothing…..”
“Hmmm…..who’d have thought an unsolvable mystery would be so hard?!”
“Do you ever remember a time when you weren’t a cocky son-of-a-bitch?”
“It is hard I have to confess…………maybe I am, but then you’re overly sensitive to it……” he relied levelly.
“I’m trying to offer you advice…….please do not antagonise the stripes…..but then, you know that!” Lion-O stated
“I do….but then again, sometimes it’s hard to say anything that won’t upset them……particularly the white one……”
“Bengali is raw and there is no love lost between you two. Frankly, I need you alive and Bengali is a threat to that…….”
“Ironic, don’t you think? With everything that is happening……your greatest security threat is you own man…….”
“He will say that you’re our greatest threat…….”
“and what say you???”
“Not so much a threat as a mild irritation……an itch that can be scratched. Of course, if you behaved yourself once in a while……our paths would never cross……”
“Behave? I do my job! Where I come from I’m allowed to do my job unhindered, and…..”
“And where we come from killing is not allowed!” Lion-O interrupted. “You want to earn killing contracts…..go back to where you came from!”
“Really? I can go back home??”
“No! That’s not what I meant…..” he rubbed his forehead.
Schwenk said no more, no point in upsetting Lion-O…..without an audience. He kept looking at the star chart.
“I assume this ship has all star charts on file, from all different perspectives?”
“Naturally…..this ship is fully equipped…..why?”
“Maybe if we scan these stars in to your database, it’ll tell us where we need to be to see the stars in this alignment!”
Lion-O briefly looked impressed. “Let’s try…….”
The Lord of the Thundercats entered data onto the ships navigational computer, a process that would, unfortunately take a couple of hours. Meanwhile……..
Jinx wondered why the Thunderian vessel had not left the port yet. After half an hour he saw distant lightning and knew the reason. He smirked. Ponta Kalla was always anal about such weather and he now knew he had the whole night to secrete himself onboard that ship. He moved closer and, amazingly a chance presented itself. Three Thundercats left the ship and he knew that the ship wasn’t locked or alarmed. Now that left Schwenk on board that ship….and Lion-O. He was the problem, otherwise he and the human would quickly be gone. He crept forwards to the ship and looked for the cargo bay. Once located Jinx quietly opened the hatch and slipped in, closing the hatch and sealing himself in. Now, where Schwenk went, he went.
Lion-O stretched and yawned. He pressed a button and then the computer started whirling through simulations.
“How long will this take?” Schwenk asked
“Don’t know….I’ve never tried this before…..” he shrugged. The computer beeped.
[No Exact Match]
“What?!” Lion-O exclaimed.
“Shit!” Schwenk slumped in his chair. “No…wait…” he went to the computer.
“No exact match……list the percentage matches……”
Lion-O pressed a few buttons.
“There…..look……99.2% accuracy…….”
“Yes, but that is still 0.8% off……that’s a lot in terms of star maps……”
“OK, OK…yes….it is….” He rubbed his hands. He then clicked his fingers.
“Bring that 99.2% map up…….” It appeared on the screen.
“Right….now adjust this for 700 years ago…….”
“What?”
“Just do it……..please….”
The lion sighed and did so.
[100% Match]
“You….you did it!”
“I did…didn’t I?” he smirked “Now…..I’m going to bed….in the brig….and keep every tiger away from me!” he pointed his finger.
“I shall tell them…….I hope that by the time you wake we’ll be on our way to…….Saran…..” he shrugged.
“I shall expect breakfast in bed!”
“You can expect a kick up the arse by Bengali then!” Lion-O answered with looking at him.
The human sighed and went back to his cot. He secreted the phial from the lining of his jacket. He squeezed a drop of liquid on a small cut. The drop was absorbed and he replaced the phial. He then drifted off into a drug induced sleep.
When Schwenk finally awoke in the brig the ship was well under way and heading for Saran.
“Hey…I need water. Tea? Coffee? Breakfast?!” he called.
He got a visit from Lion-O himself.
“We have a galley with all of that in it…but I’m not convinced you should have the run of the ship…”
“The run? Oh please…I could amble the length of this ship in ten seconds!”
The lion frowned. “You know very well what I mean!”
“Yes. I do. But let’s be realistic…what do you really think I'll do?? Hijack the ship? Render you all powerless?”
“Of course not…you’d be dead in seconds!” Lion-O boasted.
“Correct…so a bit of breakfast won’t really be much of a security threat, right?”
Lion-O swiftly realised he’d backed himself into a logical corner.
“Very well…You can come out…” he opened the door and the human walked out.
“It’s not very comfy in there…the bed is rock hard!”
“It’s not meant to be comfy…It’s a brig!”
“Well! The next time I speak with my travel agent I'll be demanding some kind of refund!” Schwenk winked. Lion-O growled.
“You really think your words affect me?”
“I doubt it, but still…it’s who I am…it’s what makes me, me!”
“Then maybe you can get your refund from your creator!” he snorted.
“Oh my! A joke…from the Lion King himself…I am honoured!!”
“Sit!” he grumbled. Pumyra entered the room. “You’re needed on the bridge, my Lord…I shall attend to the human…” Lion-O looked most pleased and made his haste.
“Human?” Schwenk snorted. “A bit harsh…I do have a name, after all…”
“Yes, I know…but I thought you wanted Lion-O elsewhere…” Pumyra responded.
This struck Schwenk as a bit, well…odd.
“You wanted to be here with me?”
“No. Not really…but you and the boys always have arguments. I thought I’d pre-emptively avoid the bloodshed…”
Schwenk raised an eyebrow.
“How touching…” he replied with a slight hint of sarcasm.
“Just trying to keep you alive, and if not that…at least from being mauled. You and your mouth are on thin ice around this ship. You may be necessary at the moment, but don’t consider yourself vital…That would be a mistake on your part!” Pumyra replied sagely.
“Well…ain’t you the angel…” he smirked.
“What do you mean by that?” Pumyra stopped pouring the coffee.
“Well….you…helping me, you’ve taken some sort of shine to me…”
“You are mistaken…” she placed the coffee cup down in front of him.
“I don’t think so…I know plenty of females who are attracted to…danger…”
“Whoa!! Wait!! You think I’m…attracted to you!” she gasped.
“You could do plenty worse than me!” he grinned. He then grabbed her wrist.
“Get OFF me!” she growled and pulled away.
Schwenk looked cautiously to the bridge area, but nobody came.
“Oh come on…it was nothing really…You’ve lovely eyes as well…Reminds me off….now…What was her name…Dora? Clara? Something like that…blue eyes, soft skin, warm breathe and wonderful scent…” he stared at Pumyra. “But…but it was destined not to last…” he looked down.
“Why? What happened?”
“Well…I’m not sure if it was the rape or the murder that ended the relationship…But I’m guessing both were fairly terminal…Well, they were for her anyway…” he chuckled. Poor Pumyra paled and she ran out of the galley. Schwenk chuckled and slurped his coffee loudly. The human’s moment of satisfaction was indeed momentary as Lion-O walked back in.
“You and I are going to have a little chat!” he sat next to the human. “So…what did you say to Pumyra?”
“Say? Now what makes me think I said anything?” he looked ahead, not at the lion.
“Pumyra does not easily upset, but upset she now is. Tygra wanted a more direct approach to you, but I have now decided it’s best to talk…So….talk!”
“I have nothing to say. If the lady is ill at ease with talking to criminals, then I’d suggest a career change for her. Maybe a florist or a baker!”
Lion-O tensed up. “Tell me what you said to her!”
“No!” came the simple response.
“If you’ve got nothing to hide then you can tell me…” the human now turned his head slowly to the lion.
“Who says I’ve got nothing to hide!” he winked. Deep inside Lion-O’s insides he burnt white hot, this human and his behaviour enraged him. “Unlike you…” Schwenk continued. “You’ve got plenty to hide…right?”
“Don’t know what you mean…” he sniffed.
“Sure you do…the whole trial and fabricated evidence! That’s a whole lot to hide…”
“It was one or two things…nothing much…”
“Nothing….much?!” Schwenk frowned. “Nothing! Much!” he growled. Lion-O noticed that he had now got the human’s interest in a complete turnaround.
“Sure…nothing much and hey, at least nobody got hurt!”
“You fucker! Nobody got…I got HURT!!” his face was going red, aided by the leftover junk in his veins.
“I meant…nobody important!” Lion-O stated calmly
“FUCKER!!” Schwenk screamed and, impressively, he got the jump on Lion-O and he managed to get his manacled hands around the lion’s throat. He pulled tightly. Lion-O gasped as his windpipe became useless. The lack of ability to breath was momentary as Tygra grabbed Schwenk from behind and pulled. This move was then more effective when he realised that Schwenk hands and cuffs were still around Lion-O’s throat. Pumyra and Bengali managed to lift the ‘throat hug’ over the lion’s head and effectively the attack was over. Lion-O crawled away, coughing and gasping for air. Pumyra helped him to calm down and breathe more smoothly. Schwenk, meanwhile, was behaving frantic and managed to catch Bengali with a double fisted punch to the side of his head. This was the last thing Schwenk effectively did as an enraged white tiger sent Schwenk to sleep with a hefty boot to the head. Once out cold he was slung into the brig.
Ten minutes later the cats gathered around the table.
“Where did that come from??” Tygra asked.
“He jumped me…Totally caught me off guard!” the lion replied sullenly.
“Even so…I’ve never seen him do that. It’s not his style…he’s a coward, hides behind bombs and poisons…But to attack a fully-grown male lion…Madness!!” Tygra replied.
“He did attack me too…” Bengali added with a growl. “Sucker punch to the face…”
“You still have your good looks though, Ben…” Pumyra chuckled.
“…and if I’d got my full boot in he’d have no face left! We should just throw the useless fucker into the airlock and have done with…”
“We need him for the map and the mission!” Lion-O replied.
“Do we though? Oh come on…we can find the next clue at Rivergate and we’re smart…we can work it out!! To reply on that snake…it…it’s just wrong!! A sick joke…”
“Calm down, Ben…” Tygra placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Lion-O, with your permission I’d like to run a blood test on Schwenk…” Pumyra asked. Lion-O looked at her.
“Blood test?”
“Yes…he acted strangely with me briefly and then that uncharacteristic attack…Well…just wondering really…”
“Sure…take as much as you need…Ben liberated a fair bit from his face anyway…” he grinned. Pumyra nodded and went to get some fresh blood from the ‘sleeping’ human.
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