Black Stripes
Note I do not own Thundercats or Skylanders. All rights reserved. However, my created Imaginators are original.
This story takes place in an unannounced time after the first arc of Skylanders Thundersurge.
Chapter 2
"Well, I guess we could call this field test a success." Jet-Vac said as he pushed open the doors to Koar's castle. Hoodwink marching behind him like a champion. "I'm proud of the way you reacted Hoodwink when Tygra was endangered."
"So does this means I can help Lion-o and his friends out from now on?" Hoodwink asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Hahaha..." Jet-Vac laughed before turning serious. "No. But you can get started on that five-hundred word essay about today's mission tomorrow."
"Aw, man." Hoodwink eyes slumped as Jet-Vac walked away. Tygra and Cheetara walked in next before a blur landed in front of him.
"WHAZZZUP! Back from a mission, eh? How was it? Did you fought a Vicious Thornweasle! I bet you did." Before the two was a black furred wolf with a mohawk. His torso was metallic, He was wearing camo pants that matched his elemental coloring, He also had a crocodile tail. This, in case you were probably wondering. Was Dingoshot, Another one of Koar's creation crystal borne Imaginators. A tech quickshot with an endless amount of energy, Bad for the bad guys since he can move and shoot at a insane speed. And even worst for Koar and his teachers since he never shuts up most of the time during class hours. He talks as fast as he shoots ironically, but despite his rash behavior, he is gifted with mechanical skills and had built his own miniature army of robots to fight among side him sometimes...
"So how was Hoody's first mission? Come on!" He shouted impatiently, wanting to here his fellow student's first mission.
"He had to step in to save me from becoming lunch from a...Blob...Thing..." Tygra said clutching his bandage arm.
"We got a sample of the creature, Koar should be able to learn from it once I give it to him." Cheetara said waving the vial of black slime in front of the quickshot. He then took a imminent look at Tygra's bandaged arm.
"Yowza! What the glop happen to you? Probably got bit by a vicious Thornweasle..." Dingshot moved a hand over to the bandage area...
Suddenly Tygra's arm reacted as if it had a mind of it's own and grabbed the wolf's hand in a crushing grip. "YOWWWWW! UNCLE UNCLE!" Dingoshot cried out from the tiger's unnatural strength. Tygra suddenly realize what he was doing and used his working hand to pull off his other one off the yipping dogborg.
"What the heck, man!?" Dingoshot shouted as he began to nurse his near broken paw.
"Uh...My arm's been...all numb lately..." Tygra said trying to act causal.
"Are you sure we shouldn't take you to Koar?" Cheetara asked, causing Tygra to stuttered. "That creature must have injected you with some toxins. If that's the case..."
"No, If I end up in the medical ward now due to some sickness, I won't be able to help out in the field. And besides..." Tygra then struggled a grin, he set his bandage arm on a nearby table. "I'm perfectly fine." Suddenly, his arm moved on it's own again but was stopped by Tygra's other hand. "I'm just going to try to get it disinfected and it should clear up tomorrow." Tygra assured before walking quickly towards his room, clutching his struggling arm.
Cheetara then stood in thought for a moment. "Men." Dingoshot said in a feminine tone before laughing a little. Cheetara then looked at the vial. Hopefully, Koar would figure out what was wrong.
"Damn it! Why isn't it coming off!?" Tygra thought as he scrubbed at the infected wound, he was in the shower in his room using every disinfectant he could find to clean the wound on his arm. He had gone through the third bottle, before he stopped scrubbing to look at it. The black mucus was almost pulsing as if it was...alive. Tygra sighed before turning the shower off and grabbing the robe that hung on the bathroom wall before stepping out. "What in the name of Thundarra is this rot?" Tygra said jabbing the gunk with his finger. A piece of it was flicked off before floating upwards in a small black bubble.
"Rot!? I'm offended! but I guess it is a common reaction." A slightly audible voice spoke in his head.
"WHISKERS!" Tygra shouted upon hearing the voice. "Show yourself!"
Tygra looked around the bathroom before peering out into his room. "...And now I'm hearing things...Great." Tygra said walking out of the bathroom with his robe on and flopped on the bed. "I need to stop drinking Mags' candy fruit soda before missions..."
"How...odd..." Koar said as he examined the vial. He then looked at Cheetara. "I'll need time to research this. We'll need to keep an eye on Tygra for now."
"I'll stay on watch." Cheetara said nodding. "Please hurry."
As soon as Cheetara left, Koar looked at the vile with a worried look.
To be continued.