Chapter 4

Lion-O, Lynx-O, and Cheetara stood on New Thundera and stared at the scene before them. Scorch marks and holes followed by large cracks covered Cat's Lair. The Feliner lay on its side. There were scorch marks all over the vehicle as well, along with a missing engine and shattered glass everywhere.

Finally, Lion-O made the first move as he ran inside the Lair. Quickly, Cheetara and Lynx-O followed but the scene inside wasn't much better. Scorch marks covered the walls and damage was everywhere. The three raced to the control room. All the sensors had been destroyed and the room smelled of overheated copper and burnt plastic.

The Sword of Omens had warned them of the battle but they were still an hour and fifteen minutes out. They couldn't push the Thunderstrike any harder or the possibility of the vehicle's systems failing would've have been an absolute certainty. Lion-O reached down to the Claw Shield on his hip and pulled the Sword from its resting place.

"Sword of Omens give me Sight Beyond Sight!" The Lord of the ThunderCats commanded as he placed the hilt up to his face. An image appeared before him. Panthro, Tygra, Pumyra, Ben-Gali, and the ThunderKittens chained to the walls in some sort of prison chamber. It was obvious that they had all sustained injuries but to what extend wasn't as obvious. Slowly, Lion-O lowered the Sword.

"Where are they?" Cheetara asked turning away from the melted circuits.

"Mumm-Ra's pyramid." The Lord of the ThunderCats answered sullenly.

"Then that's is where we must go." Cheetara pushed off of the control board in front of her and stood straight up. She reached for her bo-staff on her left arm.

"Wait! We can't go rushing in there without a plan. More than likely it is a trap. Mumm-Ra wants nothing more than the Eye of Thundera and the destruction of the ThunderCats. We must be cautious." Lynx-O spoke up.

"You're right, old friend. We have to have some sort of plan." Lion-O said.

"Any ideas?" Cheetara inquired.

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Slowly his eyelids opened up. The dim light made it hard to see but soon his cat eyes adjusted to it. He tried to move his arms and legs but found them fastened to the wall.

"Ben-Gali?" The voice came just above a whisper.

"Pumyra, is that you?" He asked as he moved his head in the direction the sound seemed to come from.

"Yes." Again the puma only said one word.

"Are you all right?" Ben-Gali asked.

"My leg." Her sentences had now gone to two words and apparently getting answers from her would be like pulling teeth.

"It'll be ok. I promise." The white tiger said.

"Don't count on it, ThunderCat." Immediately, Ben-Gali turned his attention away from his wife to the doorway.

"Our friends will come for us." He snarled.

"Oh, I'm counting on it. Soon you will watch as your precious Lion-O fails to save you. Once he is out of the way, you will find that death will be much more pleasant than what I'm going to do to you." The mummy cackled. Before Ben-Gali said anything else, Mumm-Ra was gone. Quickly, he turned his attention back to Pumyra.

"How bad is your leg?" Her husband motioned with his head toward her lower left appendage.

"Broken." The puma breathed in sharply from the pain. "My stomach…" Again she inhaled sharply.

"Don't talk if you can avoid it. I think your ribs aren't in any shape either." Ben-Gali told her.

"How is everybody?" Panthro's voice came from across the room.

"Pumyra has a broken leg and possibly some broken ribs. My shoulders hurt but I don't think they're in too bad shape. My head hurts as well." The tiger responded.

"That's no surprise. You got thrown into a wall. My right arm appears to be useless, it's probably broken." Panthro said.

"Wha' 'appened?" Tygra mumbled.

"Good to have you with us. How are you feeling?" The panther asked.

"Like I was run over by the ThunderTank." Tygra said.

"What hurts?" Pumyra exhaled sharply. Ben-Gali was about to scold her but Tygra didn't let him.

"Just about everything but my stomach hurts the worst." The orange tiger responded.

"It's been… six months… since your… stomach surgery. … Is it… possible you… have reinjured… yourself?" Pumyra slowly constructed her sentences.

"I don't know, maybe. You had better not talk, Pumyra. Save your strength." Tygra told her.

"I know… Ben-Gali already… scolded me." She smiled and tried to lighten the mood.

"Hey," WilyKit started.

"Everybody." WilyKat finished.

"How are you guys feeling?" Panthro asked.

"I've been better but I think I'm just bruised." WilyKit said.

"Me too." WilyKat replied.

"Well what's the plan?" Tygra asked.

To Be Continued…