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Claws of Chaos	By : Collip99 Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 4779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Here…drink this…” Pumyra handed a brandy to the lioness who had an icepack on her head.
“Thank you..” she swigged it and belched.
“Who are you…What are you doing here?”
“We found you…out cold and, well, naked…so we wrapped a blanket around you and waited for you to come to.” Lion-O explained.
“Did you see a human here? We can smell his presence!” Tygra added.
“Yeah…he was here…snooping around, rummaging in my room….Sniffing my knickers!”
The others gasped and growled.
“Here was here…I was about to kill him when I was suckered!” she growled.
“Kill him…why?” Pumyra asked.
“He’s after the Claws of Chaos and I’m a Guardian…it’s my job to kill the seekers…”
“This human has nine lives!” Beni rumbled.
“It’s true…he was with us…We have concerns that Grune the Destroyer is trying to get the Claws of Chaos…we were using Schwenk…the human to guide us to protect the Claws…” Lion-O explained.
“It WAS protected until you started meddling Sveta growled. He’s got too close already…”
“He faked his death and got away from us…We’d never have known that he was alive, but when we arrived in town we noticed there was a commotion by the river…some guy called Oswyn had been murdered in the hut…We knew that Schwenk travelled by river and then smelled his scent there…We knew he was alive…”
“Oswyn!! No!!” Sveta paled. “He was a family friend…” she hung her head.
“I shall help you to catch him, before it’s too late…but on one condition…”
“Name it…” Lion-O replied.
“You hand this Schwenk over to me and walk away…”
“No, Lion-O….you cannot!” Pumyra replied.
“You have my word, Sveta…” Lion-O only replied to the lioness. “Pumyra…Schwenk killed again…Sveta has jurisdiction. End of the matter…”
“I understand…” she sighed.
“Wait…what’s this?” Tygra held up a small, black notepad.
Lion-O took it a flipped through the pages. “Schwenk’s…he’s been keeping secret notes of the mission!!” he growled. Sveta grabbed the pad.
“Wait…let me take a look…she flipped to the last pages. “By the Gods!! We’ve got to get to the bridge!!” she ran out of the door and ran. The others followed.
Jinx inspected the stone cube. “What does this mean, human?” he growled.
“Please…I’m hurt…I need some medical attention!”
“Pah…you’re weaker than a kitten…What does this MEAN?!!” he grabbed Schwenk’s sweat matted hair and yanked him eye to eye. “Tell me!! Now!!” he licked the human’s cheek.
“Co-ordinates…” he replied with a trembling voice.
“How are this co-ordinates? Tell me!!”
“No…I’ll tell Grune…”
“Getting brave, are we?? Jinx hissed. “Fine…we’ll go to Grune now…but not before the Thundercats fought for you and you received a hand injury before we escaped. He grabbed Schwenk’s left hand and bit two fingers clean off. Even though Schwenk screamed a blood-curdling scream he heard every single ‘crunch’ and chew as Jinx swallowed down the pureed fingers.
“That’s…” he licked his chops noisily “…better..” he pulled out the comms.
“Master…I have him…permission for extraction…Immediate…”
“Granted…” the voice chilled Schwenk to the bone. A small, glowing portal opened up and Jinx dragged the bedraggled human through. The portal snapped shut. Three minutes later Sveta arrived with the others, she immediately climbed up on the arch and across a very thin ledge. Her hand reached up and found…an empty space!
“Nooooooooooo!!!!” she unleashed a blood-curdling roar. She climbed back down and sobbed. “He’s got it! The human has got it!” she growled ferociously.
“Got what….what’s happened here?” Lion-O sat next to her and asked gently.
“The human…he worked out what the clue was…the tavern is called The Seventh Star and this was a clue, but nobody had worked it out. It referred to the hiding place of the coordinate cube…everyone thought more literally and assumed the seventh star was in a constellation. Of course, most folks never got that far and I slaughtered them before they got too much thinking time…Schwenk must’ve seen the bridge from my room…after the piece of shit was done with my knickers! Then he knew…”
“Knew what?? Why the bridge??” Tygra asked.
“Seen from the town the bridge is decorated, on the townward side the bridge fascia is broken up into panels…each panel is a…”
“Star…” Lion-O sighed.
“Yes…and the seventh star happens to be the one nearest town. It was assumed that most seekers would assume the other end because, it’s natural to count along the bridge from right to left when standing by this end of the bridge. However, we all read from left to right…Schwenk worked that out…somehow…”
“The snake!” Bengali hissed.
“Yes, and now the cube has gone…” she slumped. “I have failed…It must’ve been that black panther…”
“What panther?” Lion-O asked.
“Black fella, head to foot…came in asking about a human that matched Schwenk’s description…after he left I went straight to my room and that’s when I knew Schwenk had been in there, searching…”
“Why would Schwenk be working with a black panther??” Pumyra asked.
“I have no idea how that human works…this makes little sense…” Lion-O replied.
“Look here…blood…” Pumyra pointed to the stone. Sveta sat on her haunches and dipped her finger in it and tasted.
“Schwenk’s…he’s injured…” she bent down and started lapping up the rest.
Lion-O looked away.
“This is Grune’s doing…Schwenk has fallen from the frying pan to the fire…the panther is doing Grune’s bidding…” Bengali spoke.
“Wait…black panther? Say, Sveta…describe the panther for me…” Tygra asked. Sveta wiped her chin from the blood. “Well…about six foot ten…black all over…simple dress and black goggles around his neck…”
“Goggles!” Tygra gasped. “Jinx…”
“Who’s Jinx?” Sveta asked as she licked her fingers.
“An assassin…evaded capture many, many times…Hey, that could explain the bones in the tree…”
“Tree bones?” Sveta furrowed her brow.
“Yeah…” Bengali replied. “Human remains in the crook of a tree…about four hours walk out of town.
“Hmmm…the panther did smell slightly of human flesh…”
“Question remains…Where are they now?” Lion-O scratched his head.
There was a long pause. It seemed the trail was now very cold. Tygra sat down near where the blood ended abruptly. He started thinking and looking around.
“I need some steel…small…pin, needle, tack….something like that…”
“Wait…” Sveta rummaged in the top of her boot and pulled out a skeleton key. She held it out sheepishly. “You never know when a girl may need to get in somewhere…” she shrugged.
Tygra took it and held it out where the blood ended. Very carefully he let it go and…miraculously…the key hovered three feet off the stone.
“What the fuck?!” Sveta exclaimed.
“Magnetic anomaly…our quarry took the expressway out of here…A space portal…”
“But how…the magnetic fields here would make that suicide!” Bengali responded.
“No…maybe not…not if it’s strong enough or…”
“Close!” Lion-O’s eyes widened.
“What is close?” Pumyra asked.
“Maybe one, one or two thousand kilometres…”
“Oh well, that makes it easy then…” she replied dryly.
“She’s right…It could take years to search all of that by foot…” Lion-O sighed.
“Well…yeah, unless you knew where it was they were going…” Sveta spoke in amongst the gloom.
“You…you know where they’re heading?” Lion-O asked.
“Of course…I’m a Guardian….no point doing a job like this if it hasn’t got perks…”
Grune lifted up the human by his throat. “Well, well, well…you look smaller in real life…” he shook Schwenk until he got a response. “Quite fragile it appears…” he lifted up Schwenk’s left hand. “I think someone has been pissing off Jinx!”
“He did this for no reason…” he groaned.
“Oh…he can find a reason for anything…” Grune smiled. “Be thankful it was just your fingers….or….was it?” he looked Schwenk over. “Ah yes…looks like his dominated you too…Be thankful, Schwenk…if he hadn’t I would’ve done and I’m far more of a male than he is…” he licked the human’s face. “Now…this cube…co-ordinates, right? So, human….where does it co-ordinate too?” Grune held the cube up to the human’s face.
“I'll tell you if you can give me medical attention and painkillers…” he groaned softly.
“The human gives Grune the Destroyer orders?!” he roared in Schwenk’s face.
“He tried that with me…turns out he is quite susceptible to pain…and he still has plenty of disposable body parts…master…”
“Hmmm…good point! Let me take a look at this hand?” he opened his cavernous, sabre-toothed mouth wide.
“No! Enough…give him the treatment he needs…he’s even more worthless dead!!” a deep voice boomed. Schwenk turned to see who his new saviour was. He was chilled to the bone.
Grune dropped the human to the ground. “We are wasting time…”
“We need to know where the Claws of Chaos are and him being dead does not help me and that is NOT part of the deal!!”
“Pertinax…he is disposable...he tells us where they are and so what if he dies?”
“Because if he lies and then dies how does that help us??” Pertinax growled. He stood there in his dark red armour and glared at Grune. At nine foot tall he loomed over the sabre-tooth.
“Ayos…take the human to the field medic….get him stabilised at least…” Pertinax ordered. Ayos, and equally tall jaguar saluted and grabbed the human and hefted him over his should as if he wasn’t there and marched off to the medic.
“Grune…we are so close to achieving greatness there is little point in rushing on to folly…If it means keeping him alive a bit longer, then so be it…just means the meat stays fresher longer…” he chuckled a booming laugh.
“Very well, but in future please do not growl me out in front of sub-ordinates, both yours and mine!”
“I agree…now, come let us dine…we have half a dozen human slaves with our names on them…bring your officers and we can discuss tactics…” they walked off together to a separate cave.
Ayos placed the human an a gurney where a medic reviewed his injuries.
“Hmmm…anally raped and missing two fingers…” he wheeled a machine over the injured hand.
“What is that machine…” Ayos asked.
“A regenerist…It grows back parts…”
“Really? How long to grow back fingers? Or a hand?”
The leopard looked at the machine. “about ten minutes…easy enough…but, he only needs two fingers…not a hand…”
Ayos grinned and grabbed the humans hand and crushed it in his grip. Schwenk screamed in agony. But that was nothing compared to the pain of Ayos placing the broken hand in his mouth and crunching it up and swallowing the remains. Schwenk passed out from pain. The leopard medic simply sighed, gave a slightly disapproving look and placed the stump in the regenerist. Ayos smirked. If he waked up, tell him I'll be back in…hmm…half an hour!!” he strode off.
Sveta rolled out the map of the planet.
“OK, this is whole of Saran and we’re here…” she pointed a claw to a small dot halfway up the northern hemisphere. “OK…the Claws of Chaos are here…” she pointed way down on a small continent to the far south of the map.
“Well…there’s no city or town here” Lion-O shrugged.
“No…but you’ll see…”
“But how do we get there? Flap our arms?” Bengali grumbled sarcastically. Sveta rolled her eyes. “You really are a clot, aren’t you sweetie!?”
“But the magnetic fields…flying is impossible…”
“Well…yes, but that’s only because I haven’t turned the fields off…”
“What?!?” Lion-O gasped.
“Well…it’s a matter of defence…Makes it so much harder for people to come here, in and out, fast…Gives me time to slice their throats…” she purred. “Does your craft have remote control?”
“It does…” Tygra nodded.
“Then get it here…it will be safe…”
“Wha…” Tygra was puzzled.
“Here…” she pointed to an ancient metal box with a light and a switch.
“Turned off…then, once we take off I'll re-establish the power, although it seems rather pointless now…” she shrugged. She dropped it to the floor and raised her boot…
“No!!!” Tygra scooped it up. “This is valuable technology…some kind of energy projector…Just because it has no use it no need to destroy it…”
“Destroy to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands…make sure those hands are not your hands…I still retain my job, you know…”
“Wait…are you threatening me?” Tygra smirked.
“I’ve executed plenty bigger than you, Stripes!” she snarled.
“OK, OK…no need for any threats…we’re working to the same end…” Lion-O calmed them down.
“The ship will be here in about half an hour…Any plans of what to do once we get to our destination?” Tygra confirmed.
“We stop Grune from his plans…”
“Ahem…” Sveta tapped her foot, arms folded.
“And Sveta arrests Schwenk…Arrests?” he looked at her.
“Let’s go with that, huh?” she nodded.
Schwenk was strapped to a table with bright lights above him.
“Let’s try again, Schwenk…” Grune rumbled. “Where are the Claws of Chaos?”
“I told you...it’s relative…I need a map of where we are…”
“Where we are is top secret!!” Ayos snarled.
“How can it be top secret…I’m already here!!” he retorted. Ayos lunged at the human was held back by Pertinax. “Control yourself, whelp!” he cuffed the jaguar on the side of his head.
“Ha! Want a piece of me…oh that’s right…you already did!!” he spat on the floor.
“You are wearing a lot of patience very thin, Mr Schwenk…” Pertinax said coldly.
“I know…the problem is, the way that I see it…I’m only valuable until you find the Claws of Chaos…oh don’t worry, I was exactly the same asset to the Thundercats…So excuse me for not rolling over immediately…I enjoy life and don’t want it to end…”
Pertinax considered this for a moment. “You make a good point…death is almost assured as soon as you spill the beans about the Claws…So…make your case…Why should you not die…What makes you enduringly valuable to me…to us…”
This totally threw the human. He had never expected to negotiate for his life and was unprepared. “May I have ten minutes to consider this??” he asked politely.
“Of course…Maybe Ayos can keep you company…I will return in ten minutes…” Pertinax left. Ayos smiled and Schwenk…well…he look very worried.
“So good that we get to have quality time, human…” he examined his claws.
“Please don’t hurt me…” he asked politely this time.
“Oh? Turned all polite, huh? Funny…you seemed to enjoy me getting chewed out by Pertinax…” he leant on the bed looking at the strapped down human.
“Poor choice of expression on my part…I apologise…” he flinched as Ayos picked up his regenerated hand. “It’s amazing what technology can do…” he licked his lips.
“You…you cannot eat it…”
“Oh?? You seem quite comfortable giving orders…considering what happened to your hand before…”
“Look around…there isn’t a regenerist machine here…You bite my hand off and I'll bleed out…”
“We can get one here in time…” Ayos snorted.
“You willing to take that chance??” he shot back and that had Ayos thinking.
“You think you’re so clever, don’t you?”
“I have my moments!!” he nodded.
“Your luck could run out at any time! Maybe I should get Jinx to get you company…he’s taken quite the shine to you…and no blood loss there, my friend…” he grinned. Schwenk paled at this.
“I think we kinda got off on the wrong foot, Ayos…” he gulped.
“No, no…there is no ‘wrong foot’…you’re a human and you are food. I don’t care what Pertinax says….you only have one value and that is on my plate and in my belly…” his eyes narrowed. “…and that is how this story will end for you…”
“I refuse to believe that…plenty have threatened death by ingestion…and here I stand…well, lay…living testament to the fact that humans are superior to cats!” he boasted.
Ayos took some deep breaths.
“We shall see…human, we shall see…but where I come from there are no humans left…they were all processed by cats guts!! Good riddance too…So now we’re here and you’re plentiful…like an infestation that we shall control!”
“Where do you come from?? Which planet?” he asked.
“Planet?” he scoffed. “We are from another universe!! One in which we reign supreme and which the parallel version of you was probably eaten, crapped out and your bones turned to glue and skin turned to clothing…”
“So…how did you get here and, I assume, Pertinax…”
“The same energy stream that brought you and Jinx here…”
This got Schwenk thinking, his mind whirring about recent events.
“Ah ha!!” he shouted and actually made the nine foot tall jaguar jump with surprise.
“What?!” Ayos asked.
“I know why you’re here and why you want…no, need the Claws of Chaos!”
“Oh good for you…It won’t do you any good…” he snorted.
“On the contrary…it’s the one thing that will keep me alive and out of that stomach of yours…bad luck!!”
Ayos frowned.
“What does THAT mean…” he grabbed a handful of hair on Schwenk head. “Tell me before we discover whether the regenerist can make you a new fucking face!!” his hot, damp breath blew across Schwenk’s current face.
“STOP!!” Pertinax barked. “Ayos, you are relieved…” and the jaguar skulked away testily.
“Time is up, Schwenk…why should we keep you alive??”
“Well…it’s like this…” he spoke.
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