Welcome everyone. This will be my longest story yet with twenty-nine chapters. This takes place after "The Death of Gard" and so Balor is all grown up, only twenty-three years old.
Not Gard
Balor sat in a tree, looking out across Thundera. This was such a big world Thundera was only a small part of it. The places Balor had been were only a small part of it. Even the ThunderCats had only seen a small part of Third Earth.
"You might be related to him but you're not Gard." That was what Kat had said. He had not meant it as an insult or to say that Gard was better than Balor but still it sounded like the latter. For all his life would he be in Gard's shadow? Would he not be treated like his own person?
To make it worse Gard had only died last week! Balor was still in mourning. Being compared to Gard only made it harder for him. Gard, if he were alive, would not stand for Balor not being treated as his own person.
Balor wasn't Gard he was Balor. He'd never be anyone but himself. He had his own personality, his own abilities he was his own person. Why couldn't anyone see that? Nearly everyone compared him to Gard, it just wasn't fair!
"Balor!" Balor turned his head and looked down. Standing there was Kit.
Kit was one of the people who were not comparing him to Gard. Kat was also one of them but he had only accidentally ended up comparing Balor to the one who he was descended from. The others were Lion-O, Cheetara, Pumyra, Zuvowang, Balor's half-sister and stepmother and Zuvowang. Dalv would have to but he had ended up going missing five years after Mumm-Ra's death.
Balor jumped down from the tree and smiled at Kit.
"Hi, Kit! What's up?"
"You're brooding again." Balor sighed. Once again he and Kit would be having this conversation today.
"I just can't help but think if I had fought Donalbain it would have been better!" Kit stared sadly at her childhood friend. "I would have survived, Gard would still be here."
"Balor, Gard would have died from the illness." Kit placed a hand on Balor's arm. "Gard's death would have been slow from that illness, he chose a quick death in battle so he wouldn't have to suffer. And besides I couldn't stand to lose you if you had been killed!" Balor shook his head and walked away. He didn't have time for this.
