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Disclaimer: Thundercats both 2011 series and the 1980's, do not belong to me. They belong to people that are more wealthier but probably not more talented than me. =D Chapter 1: A Hero's Welcome Castle Thundera Training Grounds Mid-Morning… His body unceremoniously tumbles to the floor. The acute pain that shoots briefly through his backside isn't as stunning as the sharp blow delivered to his pride. He looked up to his opponent noting that she was barely even winded. The Cheetah just continued to bounce lightly back and forth on the balls of her feet. Her bright red eyes were focused on him, the wooden boken in her hand making a f

Disclaimer - I do not own ThunderCats (2011) or any of its characters. They are owned by Warner Bros. and Studio 4°C...Lucky bastards Two or three summers before the events of 'The Sword of Omens' "Different" A dark hood drapes over her flood of blonde hair as she continues her pursuit. Her small nimble feet quickly hastens her pace as she effortlessly blends within the flow of the crowd, always making sure to keep an eye on her quarry. Her prey was cunning and elusive, meaning she had to be on her guard, fore she was in foreign territory and the slightest mistake might unravel the whole nature of her mission. A young Cheetara sighed

Disclaimer - I do not own ThunderCats (2011) or any of its characters. They are owned by Warner Bros. and Studio 4°C...Lucky bastards A score of moments after the death of the petalar Emrick "Dauntless" The heat from the fires raging behind was unbearable. On rolling blackened clouds of smoke blotted out the stars of the midnight skies. A league of enemies was swarming in all sides, with no chance of escape in sight. These are the last moments of Cheetara's life and she's smiling. Scratch that. She's jubilant. To her rear Tygra stood. Back rigid. Arms tight, the small sighted crosshairs of his pulse blaster raised, trained on the num

Disclaimer - I do not own ThunderCats (2011) or any of its characters. They are owned by Warner Bros. and Studio 4°C...Lucky bastards Days before the events of 'Song of the Petalars' "Despair" After a few days of traveling through the sun-scorched dunes of the sandsea on Tunar's small sandcrusier, which the Wilykittens had officially dubbed 'The Beachbum', eventually the Thundercats reached the main land. Immediately upon docking on the shore the group was happy to find close by a small clear water lake. After the dogged pace they set out while in pursuit of Mumm-Ra's army as well as their adventure along the Sandsea the small intermi

Disclaimer - I do not own ThunderCats (2011) or any of its characters. They are owned by Warner Bros. and Studio 4°C...Lucky bastards During the events of 'Ramlak Rising' "Duty" It's a little over an hour before dawn's first light and the sleek, lithe form of the Thunderian Cheetara could be seen prowling around the camp. Silent and agile, the cleric Huntress continues one final circuit of the sleeping grounds, maintaining the vigil of the last watch. The cool serene forest almost seems to contribute to the woman's prowess this morn, providing just enough shadows so she always could remain hidden. Always having a tree nearby for when

Disclaimer: Thundercats both 2011 series and the 1980's do not belong to me. They belong to people that are wealthier but probably not more talented than me. =D Fifty Miles outside of Thundera The Evening before… The Thunderian Mount slowed from a strong paced gallop to a two beat trot as it approached the small littering of campfires in the distance. Its rider Lyles, a young Bobcat scout, smoothly dismounted from the buck's flank. The Scout led the beast over to the makeshift tethering post along with the other mounts that grazed by a small brook near their site. Seeing that his steed was taken care of Lyles then scurried up the slo

Disclaimer: Thundercats both 2011 series and the 1980's do not belong to me. They belong to people that are wealthier but probably not more talented than me. =D Prologue: Cheetara "Okay, don't forget we have weapons training in an hour," she calls through to the other side. The woman still stands by the door to Prince Lion-O's bedroom, her paw extended towards the door's handle. For a brief moment she contemplates closing her fingers over the latch and venturing inside to gain the answers she's seeking. Something was bothering her Prince and she realized duty, not to mention friendship, deemed that she should pursue its source. But after a

Disclaimer: Thundercats both 2011 series and the 1980's do not belong to me. They belong to people that are wealthier but probably not more talented than me. =D Prologue: Lion-O King Claudus stands on the north wall of Castle Thundera in deep thought. A cool evening breeze stirred through the air, whipping through the tails of his rich crimson cloak, sending it dancing behind him like a serpent. The same wind blew again, crashing against the massive form of the great lion King, but he hardly took notice. Instead his dark brown eyes narrowed, his powerful forearms crossed in front of him as his stare continued off the veranda watching the ev

Disclaimer: Thundercats both 2011 series and the 1980's do not belong to me. They belong to people that are wealthier but probably not more talented than me. =D A/N: Wow, never has a series repeatedly kicked me in the testicles than this show. I try to tune in every episode and every episode my abuse continues. It's not even the haphazard and erratic handling of the triangle (although that's a factor). It's not even the constant plot holes or the inconsistency (although that's a factor too). It's a combination of all these parts that's somewhat soured my enjoyment of this new series of Thundercats 2011 tremendously. So much that I abandoned