The Past is The Future Chapter 1, a thundercats fanfic

THE PAST IS THE FUTURE….

A ThunderCats Fan Fiction work by Frederick P. Kopetz.

Chapter One: Differences

Third Earth

Temporary Campsite

First Thunderian Epoch: 1506 May Tide, Sixth Day

"How could you have let this happen?" cried Cheetara as she used herbs and poultices to work on Tygra, her current beloved. "Tell me, LionO-HOW?"

"Cheetara, we were overwhelmed by the Monkian Commander's forces, and while I was trying to save both myself and Kit, that dart flew in and hit Tygra before I could stop it!"

"You let this happen, I'll warrant," hissed Cheetara.

"I…LET this happen? How could I? He's my brother!" protested the Lion King as his brother moaned, unconscious, near their campfire while Cheetara worked her clerical skills on him. Or tried to, since she was getting a sinking feeling that the vile auto- crossbow dart that had hit Tygra was poisoned.

"I had the Sword of Omens, and I was trying to keep Kit from being beheaded in that battle, and I couldn't stop this! What kind of a King am I?"

Panthro walked up and stroked LionO's armored back. "The sort who's not afraid to fight and get his hands dirty, thank Heavens. Cheetara, darts fired by Monkians don't have any sort of intelligence or morality. It could have hit any one of us, and LionO's counterattack did get those damned simians to retreat back into the woods…"

Tygra just moaned in counterpoint, lost in some dark, cursed, poison dream.

Kat looked on as he petted the Snarf and asked, "Cheetara, is he going to get better?"

"He will if you quit shoving your paws into things, Kat," snapped Cheetara. It had been three months since they had crashed the floating city, and…three months since they had learned that Pumarya was a traitor who was just using LionO for her own purposes.

For three months now, both the lion king and the Cleric had been at odds with each other, both because the King was snapping at everyone and everything and seemed to have a hard time concentrating on his office, and because Cheetara had been growing closer to…him.

Now, LionO thought. Now, she's accusing me of letting this happen. I can't let her go on believing such things….

"Cheetara," said LionO.

"What?" she snapped. She glared at him as if she was ready to slap him.

"He is my brother, and we have had…issues. And I will admit, I was less than happy with you two becoming a couple, before, and after…she came."

"And why is that?" demanded Cheetara.

"Because I…I…I…cared about you," LionO said.

"Oh?" said Cheetara. "Well, if you do care for me and your brother, go gather some kingsfoil in the brush. It'll help heal him in your hands. If, indeed, you are willing…"

Cheetara then turned away from him. LionO got up and got the Sword. "Panthro, guard the camp. I have to go for a while."

"To gather what?" said Panthro.

"Kingsfoil; the rare healing plant that King Leo's people named…after a scrap of an ancient Human bit of fictional lore that his ancestors found. He liked that story, or so it has been passed down. If I can find that healing plant, I'll do it."

And, without any preamble, LionO left in search of the kingsfoil.

END Chapter One…..