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An Ending for All

Gard, Davaak and the ThunderCats

When Kit screamed, Gard, Davaak and the ThunderCats rushed to see what was going on. The moment they saw the Entelodont, a horrified Panthro asked: "What is that thing?"

Unaffected by the appearance of the Hog from Hell, Gard replied: "As close to a monster as the animal kingdom has ever come."

Looking upon the scene before him, the Old Savage watched as the Entelodont turned its head in the direction of the others. The Wilys and Caracalla were in a tree, the hoverboards of the former too laying upon the ground. Holding his axe aloft, Gard could only think about how much he hated these things. He was heavily scarred true, but while half of them had come from people seeking to kill him to make a name for himself during his centuries long in the exile, the other half had come from these beasts and they had come closer to killing him than anything sentient.

As the Entelodont charged, Davaak moved into the way of the charging beast and stared it in the eye. To everyone's surprised, the beast actually stopped and stared back at him, growling and baring its fangs. After a minute, the Entelodont walked away.

Climbing down from the tree he had been chased into, Caracalla asked: "How did he do that?"

Davaak merely replied, to the best of his ability: "When dealing with… des betes comme celle-ci ne doivent pas avoir peur."

More than a little confused, Kit asked: "W-What did he say?" Would that someone could give an answer. The Labinnac language was not widely spoken or understood.

Balor, Brigid and Thoris

When Thoris finally found her little brother Balor, she found him and a girl being menaced by two Daoine Moncai. She had encountered these little brutes before. They were to Third Earth as the chimpanzee was to Second Earth and to say they were dangerous creatures would be an understatement. They would kill a person if given the opportunity and had been known to torture others of their kind as well as other animals to death.

Drawing her sword, Thoris charged forward and swung her weapon at one of the two Australopithecines, leaving a sizable wound upon the brute's shoulder. Immediately, both of the ape-men stared at her with aggression in her eyes. Though they would fight to the death, the fact was like any animal, they had a good sense of self-preservation. Thus, did the two turn and walk away into the Wilderness.

"T-Thoris?" Balor asked, surprised at seeing his sister as she now was. "What happened to you?"

"I've changed since we've last seen each other." Thoris replied, smiling at her little brother as she sheathed her sword. Looking at Brigid, she asked: "Who is this?"

"This is Brigid." Balor said, as Brigid gave a curtsy. "I came out here to look for her."

Placing a finger on her cheek, Thoris asked: "By yourself, Brigid? But you are six!"

Brigid merely stared with eyes glazed over and an overall look of annoyance on face. Her tone as annoyed as her expression, she commented: "I'm eight."

"Really?" Thoris asked. "But you don't look tall enough!" Giving a cry of annoyance, Brigid stomped off, returning to Wilusa. Looking to her brother, Thoris inquired: "Is she often like this?"

Balor replied: "Only when her height is brought up."

Donalbain

Walking through the Wilderness, Donalbain remembered what Mumm-Ra had told him. He may rise higher than the Chieftain of Evabon, provided his master did not find someone more competent. Leaning against a tree, the White Evabon stared skyward and images of Gard filled his mind. It may have been Zuvowang that he had met first, Zuvowang the Terrible, but it was Gard, Gard the Untamed, who was his greatest enemy in all the world.

He was Donalbain… Donalbain the Magnificent the world, no, all the universe would call him! He would indeed rise higher than Piyamaradu, the blind Chieftain of Evabon, all of Third Earth would be his and he would eradicate every race that an enemy of his had ever spawned from! Cats, lizards, Labinnac, he would fill rivers, lakes, entire oceans with their blood… Yes, he, Donalbain the Magnificent would do all that!

Once more, Donalbain's mind shifted to Gard, his greatest enemy. He had served Gard's brother Procyon in his campaign against Thundera and had attempted to abandon Procyon, for all intents and purposes his chieftain, when the final battle of the campaign had begun to look grim. For that, he had been captured and made a slave of Thundera, a gladiator owned by Baron Tass.

He had never been that good of a person, even Procyon had often found some sort of criticism, but finally came the one that Donalbain, as he was now called, hated the most. "My brother Gard is worth ten of you!" They may not have been on good terms for a majority of their lives, but the fact was Procyon had never stopped holding Gard in the highest esteem. He may have said some less than kind words, but still his younger brother was among the greatest warriors he had ever known.

Gard… Worth ten of him… Maybe before Mumm-Ra had found him and made him what he was… He would kill Gard… Oh, yes… He would!

Zuvowang

In the hall of the Zuvowangidae, Zuvowang sat. He was old, very old, old as Gard and Dalv. He remembered what it had been like to be young and for him such a memory inevitably brought about his greatest mistake. He had been practicing with other young warriors when the subject of archery came up. Zuvowang, young and foolish as he was, claimed he could loose an arrow into the sun… At least, that was what everyone said had happened… It was so long ago and so many stories had occurred, that he found himself struggling to remember what was the truth and what was fiction. As the story went, the flaming arrow came down and caused a village to burn to the ground. All those lives were on his conscience, even so many centuries later… If that was what had even happened.

No… That was not what had happened, he had won glory by slaying a great wrestler and then had been tasked to perform a set of labours… Was it? Or was that yet another fiction that had come later?

Bringing a fist down onto the table he was sitting at, Zuvowang cursed under his breath. "Fuil agus cnamh!" Sighing, he raised his head just in time to see Brigid enter the hall. Without her veil and dress… Zuvowang shook his head and proceeded to look at the ceiling for a moment as Merapi walked over to Brigid.

"Where is the water I sent you to get?" Merapi asked, sounding more than a little annoyed. "And where is your veil and dress? I gave you those, didn't I?"

Turning his eyes to Brigid, Zuvowang watched as a nervous expression fell upon Brigid's countenance. The Little Beauty told her aunt: "I went to the Wilderness to get the water and a magical other me took my veil and dress and I must have forgotten about the jar when I returned!"

Raising a hand, Merapi hit Brigid on the side of the head causing Zuvowang to stand and shout: "Merapi! Strike Brigid again and I swear, I will personally run you out of Wilusa!"

Kernunnos

Staring up at the sky, Kernunnos, Descendant of Dalv the Invulnerable thought to himself. It had been many days since he had last seen Wilusa. Where ever was Wilusa? He had no sense of direction, nor of time, his intelligence and mental state were not what they should have been. How long had it been since he had last seen Dalv, who was like his father? How long had it been since he had last seen his young friends Balor and Brigid, both half his age, but with Brigid's height she looked closer to a decade his junior.

Sitting outside the farmhouse, Kernunnons thought of all that had passed. He had no idea of anything beyond what was going on in his own life. All he knew was that he had found her, Eleana by name, an Evabon just like him, one who was his age.

He had once wondered where there was someone for him. Balor and Brigid were arranged to marry when they turned sixteen, why had he not been granted such a thing? All because of his appearance? His lumpy, loose, rough skin, his swollen lips, the bony protrusion of his forehead, his right arm that was significantly larger than his left and his enlarged feet, it was not his fault, he had not even been born this way. His body had begun to change, began to grow deformed, when he had been five years of age… Eleven years ago.

Would his own children come to look as he did? Would they be like him mentally? He worried they would be. Eleana and him had married and now she was pregnant. It was still some months away, but still he worried.

Yes, he worried. While Eleana rested inside the farmhouse, Kernunnos sat there and worried… Worried and wondered.

How were Balor and Brigid doing?

The End

I thank you all for reading this experimental story in my ThunderCats fan fictions. During the writing of this, I began my work on "The Evabon Saga" as an original piece of fiction. Today, I share a sneak peak of my work, a portion of the first chapter titled "Born from the Ashes".

The planet once called "Earth" was much changed. A combination of nuclear war, massive changes to the climate caused by humanity's selfishness that resulted in environmental corruption and the planet being knocked out of orbit by its sun becoming unstable had resulted in a cataclysm that had caused entire landscapes to change. Like Plato's Atlantis and Philip Sclater's Lemuria, Sardinia and North America sank into the sea, the islands of the Archipelago Sea were heaved up, creating the mountain peaks of a new continent and sections of Asia either vanished beneath the waves or sank to become new inland lakes or marshes. Volcanoes and earthquakes raged, every nation was blotted from the planet and humanity sent back to the Stone Age.

In the western part of Asia, the plains were replaced by vast jungle, mountains were brought to even greater heights and in dells most fertile lakes covered the ruins of cities of old. In the southern part of the continent, Asia had been left untouched by the cataclysm until a second cataclysm came, dividing the continent between east and west with an inland sea. Earthquakes and volcanoes raged once more and floods did their damage across the world. Then came Nature, reclaiming the land, followed by the primordial beasts coming forth from their lost worlds and their inner world at the earth's core.

By being knocked out of orbit by its unstable sun, now small and dim to those who viewed it, the planet became a moon of Jupiter and now had two new moons of its own in its now golden sky. This was no longer Earth. Its inhabitants granted it a new name, unaware that it had ever been called anything else: they called it "Bhumi" and the planet Jupiter was now "Thor".

The irradiated world healed and humanity evolved into a myriad of other races that writers of the past would have called creatures of fantasy or science fiction dogs, cats and rats mutated into humanoids. Alas, while some continents would become viewed as civilized once more, there were two that were still considered barbaric: Cadmus and Proconsularis, formerly known as "Europe" and "Africa".

In time there came a Second Migration Period. Five barbarian races came from Cadmus and Proconsularis into Acaste, once known as "Asia", over the course of twelve years, becoming the soldiers, statesmen and kings of the weakened Nij Empire before finally rebelling, bringing about the Fall of the Nij Empire and founding their own states. One of these five barbarian races were the Eight Clans of the Evabon, originally from the steppes that had once been Ireland.

Fantastic skin colours and four digits aside, the Evabon looked almost exactly the same as their human ancestors, even being of the same height. They had high cheekbones, almond-shaped eyes and were universally black-haired. They were a self-sufficient people breeding livestock and hunting game while living in villages fortified by palisades and their capital Wilusa had been built on the ruins of what had once been the Turkish district of Buzca, the severely damaged Ataturk Mask looming over them.