A/N: Have a good holiday! Happy New Year!
Chapter 18
"This is Cat's Lair on New Thundera calling Evil Chaser Base Three, do you copy?" Cheetara asked as she worked the controls from inside the control room. They were operating on emergency power after one of the Lunatacs' shots had destroyed the main power supply.
"This is the Evil Chasers. We read you but barely Cat's Lair. Can you boost your signal?" The voice on the other end of the line came.
"Negative. We are operating on emergency power. All video conferencing is down and the radio is all I have," the cheetah explained.
"Affirmative we'll do what we can on this side. What's got you on emergency power?" The voice asked again.
"Lunatacs. They destroyed our main power supply and shot at us. We've ended the battle but I fear this is the beginning of a war. What do you have in your sector?" Cheetara wanted to know. There was silence for a few moments.
"I'm getting too old for this shit. This is Mandora, Evil Chaser, First Class. Luntacs you say Cat's Lair?"
"It's Cheetara, Mandora and yes. We need assistance getting the power supply back up and I want to know if you know anything about the Lunatacs. Something has happened that I can't rightly explain."
"I'm on the first transport off this rock with some engineers. Do you need medical supplies?" Mandora asked.
"It would help. We sustained casualties and two of which happen to be my son and my son-in-law," the cheetah said.
"We'll be there in an hour. Mandora, out," the connection was severed and Cheetara left the room, leaving a corporal in charge of the radio.
"How bad is it?" Sahara asked as the surgeon, Dr. Zunga, a liger, emerged from the makeshift operating room.
"He caught a lot of shrapnel in his face. I was able to remove it but he's going to require plastic surgery and I'm afraid that his left eye has been damaged permanently. We won't be able to tell until the swelling goes down and he regains consciousness. I am very sorry Princess," the surgeon said.
"You did what you could. As long as he comes back to me, that's all I care about," the litah smiled slightly, hiding the pain she felt inside. Looks had never been that important to them but what worried her more was the vision he had of himself. Tyler had always needed a little assistance with his self-esteem despite his talents and managing to marry the Princess of all of New Thundera and Third Earth. She also worried how he would take the news of his eyesight. It would not stop him from fulfilling his duties, just as it had not stopped Lynx-O but it was still a large pill to swallow.
Meanwhile, Pumyra and Tygra worked furiously to save Leo's life. The swelling had receded and they had attempted to discover the damage done to his spine.
"Great Jaga…" the tiger breathed.
"What is it?" Pumyra asked as she carefully removed shrapnel from his other wounds.
"His spinal cord, it's…" Tygra trailed off as Dr. Zunga entered the operating room.
"Can I offer any assistance? We've gotten everyone under control and I'm free," the liger wanted to know.
"I need some help over here," the orange tiger nodded. Quickly, Dr. Zunga walked over and took a look.
"Has anyone told King Lion-O?" The liger wondered.
"I haven't sent anyone. Do you think we can fix it?" Tygra wanted to know.
"How bad is it?" Pumyra interrupted them, tired of not knowing what was going on.
"His spinal cord has been almost completely severed. I'm not sure if we can fix it," Dr. Zunga explained.
To Be Continued…