A/N: Next week looks very busy for me and I do not believe that I will be able to update. I hope you enjoy this chapter and I will be posting in two weeks, :) Thanks for reading!


Chapter 7

"How is he?" Lion-O asked as he approached his wife in the Med Bay. Cheetera had just made sure that Leo had fallen asleep and she then decided it was time for her to take a shower and maybe get some dinner.

"The new medications seem to tucker him out but Doctor Ayla says that just means his body is working to get used to the new pace of things. She hopes that after a few days he'll start to feel strong again," she said, collapsing into his arms. Lion-O kissed the top of her head.

"He's a fighter. He'll get through this," he told her.

"Pumyra has been consulting with Doctor Ayla and they fear that if this new medication doesn't turn things around the only answer will be a transplant," now tears ran down her face, soaking the lion's uniform. He had no words for her at that point. A heart transplant? How likely was it that they'd find a donor in time? How long could Leo survive waiting for one? Those questions would need to wait as Pumyra and Tygra approached them.

"I know that now is not a great time but Pali thinks he has a lead on someone who could be our Pestilence," the tiger spoke up.

"Why don't you get cleaned up and get some food and I'll handle this. We'll catch up later," Lion-O said, kissing her forehead. Cheetara just nodded before heading out of the room and down to their quarters. The others quickly headed out of the room and down to the Conference Room.

"So what have you got for us Pali?" Panthro asked as the last of the group filed in and sat down around the Conference Room table.

"Plutar is up for parole. Needless to say, though he has served his time, no one is looking forward to letting him out. The Evil Chasers have it on good authority that once Plutar is released, he will probably not want to go back to Onyx," the Mutant explained.

"How does he get up for parole?" Lion-O wanted to know.

"Well he's spent the last twenty five years in prison and the term for his crime is thirty years. He was eligible for parole before and was denied due to the fact that his attitude hasn't really changed. Right now however, the Penal Planet is dealing with overcrowding, and he is one of the less violent offenders when it comes to people they'd like to keep in jail," Pali told them.

"Ok, so you think he'll come to New Thundera?" Lea wondered.

"My guess is that his first stop would be Third Earth since New Thundera formed after he went to prison. Revenge is an easy guess for this guy. He's mad at Mandora and he's definitely mad at Lion-O. The Ancient Spirits of Evil will use this to their advantage," he said.

"He's right. We should start prepping Third Earth and we need to know if he's actually released on parole," Tygra spoke up.

"I've already got the word to the Penal Planet for a heads up," Pali nodded.

"Very good. When Mandora calls in, inform her of the update and that we'll need more of that solution she used on him," Lion-O said.

"Yes sir," the Mutant nodded.

"All right everyone back on duty. We'll need to be ready when things start moving. Pali keep your ears open in case Plutar has family that is looking to join him in this quest for revenge," the lion ordered. With that the group dispersed, leaving Lion-O, Pumyra, and Tygra alone in the Conference Room.

"What are Leo's chances if he has to wait for a new heart?" The lion wanted to know.

"We're not sure but know that we're doing everything we can to avoid needing to do such a transplant. It's possible that the medicine will work and we won't have to do it. Doctor Ayla is conferring with the physicians on Mars to see if there are other options," the puma spoke up. Lion-O heaved a sigh. He was worried about his son and he didn't know what to do.

"Focus on fighting the bad guys and we'll focus on helping Leo," Tygra said, knowing that staying on task was going to be difficult.

"WARNING! INCOMING SHIP ALERT! MUTANT SIGNATURE!" The alarms around the Lair blared. They said nothing to each other and raced down to the Control Room.

To Be Continued…