Disclaimer: Don't own ThunderCats. I own all Original Characters.
Warning, for those that don't like Alternate Universes, this is a total rewrite of the series.
Phase 01 Thundera's Last Days
The sky was a bright red buildings and cities were falling into cracks and crevasses. All across the planet rips opened at Thundera heaved and shifted. Dozens of ships were leaving the doomed planet behind. A blind hint of power shot through the planet. Bright light erupted from the surface as the core lost its grip of gravity. The planet exploded.
A boy sat up. A snarf waited for him. He was Cladius' son. His name was Lion-O. He looked at the creature and said, "Snarf, what brought you to my room?"
Snarf stood on his tail in the sunlight coming through the slits. He said, "Jaga wishes to see you. You are Lord Claudis' son you must learn of what awaits you. Jaga also knows that you are having visions of what awaits us, Snarf, Snarf."
"Aw, I don't want to right now," said Lion-O. He moved toward the door anyways. He went to find Jaga.
Lion-O entered the huge hall. Jaga said, "You see it coming don't you." He closed his eyes trying to hide his fear. Lion-O looked at him funny.
"What do you mean?" asked Lion-O he was scared there was no way for him to know what he saw.
Jaga turned and said, "The sorceress Jagara has told me to build dozens of ships. One for every clan we are all, including the snarfs leaving this planet." Jaga looked at the child. He was no more than thirteen.
Lion-O looked at Jaga. He wasn't sure who this Jagara was. "Are you certain it will come to pass? Are you certain as to what I saw in my dreams?"
"As certain as can be." Jaga looked out into the city. His mind tugged and pulled it couldn't be because of what he did could it? He did toss the Sword of Plundarr into a pit of lava in hopes of destroying it. "What I am about to tell you is never to be told to the nobles."
Lion-O agreed. "What are you fixing to tell me?"
"There has been a power flux in the planet's core we have eight days to evacuate the planet." Jaga turned back to Lion-O. "I am leaving as well. Jagara told me in time that this planet will be reborn when she figures out how to do it."
Lion-O looked at Jaga. He said, "Why is it that I can see these images? Why did this have to happen?"
"You are gifted. That is why I brought you here. Claudis is not feeling well. You will be the Lord of the Thundercats in time." At that time an earthquake rattled the building they were in. Jaga looked around as dust fell. "This marks the beginning of the end. Eight days from now the planet will explode. Lion-O looked at Jaga.
Jaga said, "For today you are dismissed." Lion-O nodded and left.
Jaga felt bad, Lion-O wasn't the only one that knew. Tygra and Cheetara had come into the room. Cheetara and Tygra both had no clothing on. They didn't need it. Cheetara said, "Was it wise to tell him. He is so young though." Jaga recognized the motherly tone behind her voice.
"You understand his mother was lost when he was seven. Claudis still feels bad about it. Those mutants did it." Jaga smiled at her. Cheetara nodded. Tygra looked at Jaga and said, "You do not intend to come with us do you?" Jaga looked at the both of them.
"Someone has to make sure the young lord survives along with his nobles." Tygra took that as Jaga meant it. He was coming. Tygra looked out over the city.
"I don't want to leave this place, it is our home." Cheetara looked at Tygra they both knew they would have too, the problem was each was a leader of their clans. There were twelve main clans and the rest were a mixture of them. They would all have to survive the coming turmoil. They would have to rebuild their people and civilization from the ground up. Tygra and Cheetara smiled at each other. They both decided on embracing the coming change as welcomed.
Lion-O woke up he looked outside the sky was changed. He left the building he had been staying in. He was told to head to the ships tomorrow. It had been eight days since he had talked with Jaga. He was walking toward his ship. Panthro, Tygra, Wily Kit, Wily Kat, Snarf and Cheetara were waiting for him. Jaga was already on board. They boarded the ship and they took off as the planet started to heave. Cracks opened up and swallowed whole buildings and Lairs collapsed. It was the end of Thundera. This flag ship was the ship that set the course for the others to follow because all were supposed to go into suspended animation. Lion-O watched as Thundera blew up.
On the surface before the explosion Claudis had decided to remain behind. He ran into the room of a giant structure that had the eye of Thundera. He was pulled in by an unknown force as the planet exploded. He said, "One day my son will set me free." The Shadow Master's laughter echoed through the dying planet.
"Thundera. It's gone. Jaga it's gone. Our home," said Lion-O. Jaga put a hand on the youth's shoulder.
"Your father stayed behind. He had been trapped by a creature called the Shadow Master, who lives in a realm that time does not flow as ours does," said Jaga.
Lion-O looked into the far depths of space. "Where will we make our new home?" he asked. He was still upset.
Jaga looked at the youth. "On the planet called Charral." The ship shook a piece of debris had hit the ship.
Panthro looked up at Jaga. He said, "We have a problem. The navigation system has just been broken by whatever hit the ship."
Jaga said, "Where is the nearest correction to our original course?"
Panthro said, "A small blue world."
"Into the capsules and I will pilot the ship as far as I can," said Jaga. They all obeyed reluctantly. Jaga piloted the ship as far as he could because he didn't know how bad the damage was. He laid a large box on the floor of the Thundercats' ship. "They will know my last gift." At the last minute he switched on Auto Pilot as he died. His last words were, "He will make a fine Lord." With that he disappeared. His clothing fell into the chair. The ships all flew on into deep space. Jaga had secured the Thundercats future. The only thing he didn't tell them was that the Mutants also were planning to attack Thundera the day it exploded.