Chapter 11
At Cat's Lair, Cheetara was describing the picture she'd seen in her mind when she last communicated with Sahara. Lion-O didn't like the sound of it especially since it sounded so familiar. In fact, it was inside Mumm-Ra's pyramid, that kind of familiar. To make matters worse, everyone was still mentally not up to speed.
"So what's our plan of attack?" Panthro asked.
"What?" The Lord of the ThunderCats looked at him confused.
"We have to help you get Sahara back. We aren't going to sit here and wait for you to get killed." Leanna stood up next to the panther.
"She has a point. We might not be who we normally are but we still have a job to do." Tygra nodded.
"So it's settled then." Ben-Gali smirked.
"Count me in." Pumyra smiled.
"All right, then I guess I have no say in the matter." Lion-O couldn't help but smile. He could always count on the ThunderCats.
"What's the plan?" Leo asked.
"You're staying here. I'm not having my son and only heir to the title of Lord of the ThunderCats going out to get into trouble. Besides someone has to stay behind to watch the Lair and the little ones." His father told him.
"But…" Leo started.
"But nothing. Your training is not complete. A leader must do what is best for his people, not for himself." Lion-O reminded his son.
"Yes father." The young man wasn't happy with the decision but he knew that his father was right.
"Now as for storming the pyramid…" the Lord of the ThunderCats began with his friends listening in closely.
Meanwhile, Ma-Mutt left Mumm-Ra to bleed and wondered slowly down the passageways of the onyx pyramid searching for the one person who he held dear. Sahara had always been his best friend and he wasn't about to let his ex-master ruin everything. He let out a soft howl hoping that she could hear him.
Immediately, the litah's eyes went wide. Then she quickly went back to squinting as opening her eyes made the headache she had grow worse.
"Ma-Mutt?" She questioned the darkness. It was then that she could hear the tip tapping of claws on the hard stone along with panting. Her furry friend came to the cell and stuck his paw through the bars. Carefully, Sahara crawled over to him and reached her arm through the bars to pet him.
"You old scoundrel. How did you know where to find me?" She asked. Ma-Mutt gave this look that would be best described as a "you've got to be kidding me" look.
"You're right. I should have known." A slight smile crossed her face.
"So how are we getting out of here?" She wondered. Ma-Mutt got up and walked over to the door of the cell. He tilted his head and put his mouth around some of the bars.
"Is that going to work?" Sahara raised an eyebrow. With mighty jowls, the ever-living dog bit down and gave the bars a good yank. Rust and metal bits flew everywhere and lo and behold a hole in the door was produced.
"I can't believe I ever doubted you." The litah smiled as she crawled out through the hole and then tried to stand up. Unfortunately the world was spinning and standing up only made her vomit and want to sit back down.
"Ok, hands and knees it is. Lead on McDuff." She told her faithful companion and the two went to find a way out.
To Be Continued…
