Chapter 3
The group continued searching well after dark. Lights and scanners had been brought from the Lair by the ThunderGuard. After their exhaustive search came up empty, the Guard was dispatched and the equipment, along with the ThunderStrike, was picked up and taken back to the Lair. The ThunderCats climbed into the ThunderTank feeling uncertain about the current situation.
"So we know Mumm-Ra did this but where is Mumm-Rana and the spell book?" Cheetara asked.
"Well Mumm-Rana is Mumm-Ra's exact opposite. Is it possible with the two of them battling they wiped each other out?" Ben-Gali wondered.
"I suppose but that just seems too easy." Panthro shrugged.
"It was worth a shot." The tiger smirked.
"And I give you credit." Panthro smiled.
"So Mumm-Ra catches her off guard, kills her, and steals the book?" Lea gave an idea.
"Sounds plausible. Though I hope that's not what happened." Lion-O said.
"I know this is totally off topic but where in the hell did you get that giant bag thing attached to the ThunderStrike? It's been bugging me." Ben-Gali shook his head.
"The Warrior Maidens made it for us as thanks for putting out that forest fire last year. Said we needed something to help put out the fire. We can use the rivers and oceans to fill it. Very handy, don't you think?" Cheetara smiled.
"I'll say. So they needed your help putting it on the ThunderStrike. Nice." Panthro nodded.
"Anyway more ideas on this afternoon's incident?" Lion-O wondered.
"At the moment all I want to do is crawl into bed. My body is killing me." Lea yawned.
"I hear that. Maybe some sleep will help us get a better grasp on what happened." The white tiger suggested. That was something they all agreed on.
Later, Lion-O lay awake in bed while Cheetara slept peacefully beside him. What happened wouldn't leave his mind. This was his fault. He handed the book over to her and he figured that it would be safe. Instead something bad had happened.
"You know you can't solve life's problems by not getting any sleep." The cheetah said.
"Thought you were sleeping." He told her.
"You don't sleep. I don't sleep. You should know that." She smiled.
"Sorry, Tara." He sighed. There was a lot on his mind but he knew she knew that.
"Close your eyes, shut your mind off, and drift into dream land." Cheetara told him as she wrapped her arms around his broad chest and snuggled close. He nodded and moved his arms around her.
Down the hall, Sahara flipped and flopped around in bed completely unable to fall asleep. Images flashed in her mind but she could only partially make out what was going on in them. Finally after much confusion and a final image that made her cringe, she sat bolt upright in bed. Sweat had formed on her forehead and she felt chilled as the heat her body had been producing was introduced to the lower temperature in the room. Climbing out of bed, she threw on her bathrobe and decided to head to the kitchen. Perhaps some warm milk would help her get some sleep.
Once down in the kitchen, she found she wasn't alone. Ben-Gali was rooting through the fridge looking for something.
"Can't sleep either?" She asked him.
"More like the wife is having another weird craving." He smirked.
"So that would explain the peanut butter and pickles then." Sahara chuckled.
"Yes that's true." Ben-Gali nodded as he grabbed the bread and said good night. The litah then went to the fridge and dug around for the milk. After finding it, she went to the cupboard and grabbed a cup. Pouring it out, she put the cup in the microwave and waited. However as the microwave plate spun round and round her eyes got heavy and she decided to sit at the table, where her parents would find her the next morning.
To Be Continued…
