The New Terror

 

    Use the song El Phantasmo and the Chicken-Run Blast-O-Rama of Super Sexy (by White Zombie) for the theme song.

   

    During the opening/credits, show Mumm-Ra preparing his spell.  No words, just music, not fast, more of slave-drum beat.

    (the characters are aged some 10-15 years, Cheetara took the least of age’s cruel hand)

    Panthero- he is like the picture I drew of him, he has crows feet and an age line from his nostrils around his lips. The spikes on his vest are large and he is bulging with muscle...the most ferocious of the T. Cats. He now uses the Three-stick nunchuckus instead of the two-stick. He is the mechanic, the engineer and is teaching Willy Kat the trade. He is against the creation of large-scale weapons of destruction and guns. He is very humorous and does not let things get to him.

    Tigro- he has aged the most, but it has only made him look wise and powerful. His clothing is loose and he wears a breech cloth along with the side clothes (which cover the sides of the legs, next to the breech clothes).  He uses a long chain which extends and is headed with a double-scythe. His hair is shoulder length, gray, and barely poofy. Tigro takes his position as second in command serious, and is in a way Liono’s advisor. He is completely faithful and loyal to Liono. He takes part in Panthero’s humor as it is a good way to relieve stress. He and Cheetara are lovers.

    Liono- has aged well, his hair is dread locked. His golden glove is more rigid and looks more powerful. It is studded with colored gems. He wears a long cape and loose garments which resemble a sleeveless cassock. The eye of Thundera has three sections, flat spikes jut out from the hand guard. The loop of the hand guard is always long and to the form of Liono’s eyes. He is stressed with the weight of authority and often lacks his sense of humor. But he still thinks his way out of battle and holds honor before glory.

    Cheetara- has grown to be strikingly beautiful (she will have the feel of Japanimation) and has a full body. She is like a mother to Willy Kit and Kat. She still holds her speed, though Willy Kit tries her hardest to defeat Cheetara’s record. She loves Tigro with all of her heart, and they still find themselves staring into one another’s eyes for long periods of time. She wears a tight garment like the one I drew, she has spots all over her body and her hair is slightly wavy and long. She wields the Bo, it is carved intricately and the center is wrapped in cloth for grip with the eye of Thundera as decoration in its center.

    Willy Kit- is also growing to look beautiful, she (is Japanimated as well) and Kat are around 19 and she is curvaceous. She wears shorts and V-necked shirt with net-type hose on her legs (kinda like torn, see through lingerie). NEITHER ONE WEARs SHOES. She still uses her array of “many-things-balls” which rest in her belt which hangs higher on the right side of her hip. She and Kat are always practicing their acrobatics and while Kat loves to flip in his jumps without curling, she curls and spins madly, often spinning to gain momentum on a drop kick. She is trying her hardest to become faster than Cheetara.

    Willy Kat- is apprenticing under Panthero. And while Panthero does not like to use projectile weaponry in hand-to-hand combat, Kat wields a medium weight crossbow and puts different kinds of effects balls on the tips of his arrows, most explosive. He and Kit are constantly trying to outdo one another in acrobatics. Kat is also well-defined as he trains under Panthero, But he is thinner than bulky.  He wears loose pants and a tunic-type shirt with a cloak.

Felicia- is a long haired limir cat. She is serious in mood. She is about 19 and full-bodied, her and Kat have a thing for each other but have never said anything, and usually argue, fun loving argue. She wears a skirt and long-sleeved shirt. Her ears have pointed hair like a lymir’s. THEY ALL HAVE TAILS, PANTHERO’S TAIL IS BOBBED. She uses her claws as weapons, and has specialized gloves for the task.

    Feral is Felicia’s sister, she too is lymir. They are twins and Feral and Derilos are together. She is gothic in appearance, with slightly spiked black hair and spiked-leather bracelets with earrings (like the ones on my addict drawing). She is quiet and speaks only when necessary. She also likes to use a spear which is a two-foot long grip (bar) in the middle and three foot long, double-blades on either end.

    Snarf is an old cat now. He is grey and slow but wise, still weak. He still worries about Liono but understands that he is grown.

    Snarl is Snarf’s son. Snarl is ferocious and loves to hunt and has found his way by Liono’s side as they both love the hunt. Snarl may look weak as his father did, but his claws are razors and his teeth needles. He is quick and fragile, the grace of any cat.

    Derilos is Feral’s mate. He is a master in many weapons but prefers his chain (which resembles Tigro’s but does not have the power) or battle axe depending on the situation. He always carries these weapons and resembles a cross between a ninja and a barbarian or warrior. He wears light chain mail and black robes, a cloth belt. He is slightly younger than Liono and the others, about 27 (they average about 30). He is quiet like Feral and they resemble one another in personality.

 

ENEMIES

 

    Slithe- is the same in attitude, he is Panthero’s match in strength but not skill or speed. He looks like my drawing of him. He uses a broad axe

    Vulturion- is a scavenger, always remember that. He takes any advantage against anyone that he can get, and he was trying to form a mutiny against Mum-ra...until Mum-ra apparently dies. He is scared by the new Tigra: Tigrath. He was the leader of the mutants. He uses his ability to fly and a specialized weapon (I need to design on paper) which resembles a spear.

    Dingo is a very back-stabbing person and has a personal grudge against Cheetara...he wants her as his slave. Uses three-foot blades that extend from the top of his hands (not from his body, just strapped on).

    Munkion- Still has a grudge against Willy Kit and Kat. Uses his shield and short sword.

    Dogma- is a rotwiler, he is black and brown. He uses his teeth and brute strength. His has a barbed tail.

    Grot- is a lizard. He uses his camouflage as well as daggers.

    Teenra- is a female human type creature. She is tall and extremely thin with extended appendages. Her dress is black with a red hour glass. She uses specialized whips which are sticky. She can string web but no one knows how.

    Dethrin- is a straight up human who is bulky but agile. He is the intelligence who becomes Tigrath’s advisor.

    Mum-ra- dies...at least, that is what the ThunderCats think. He knew he could not defeat Liono and the Sword of Omens, but he needed to be released from his body to unleash his plan. The power of the Eye of Thundera was merged with him by his dark powers and that is how Tigrath came about. Mum-ra’s entity (evil) possesses Tigro’s body.

    Tigrath (Trigro)- Mum-ra in an eternally youthful body. Now he cannot be repelled by the magic of the Eye or the Sword. But he still has to possess the sword. He wears robes similar to Mum-ra’s but has no need of his rags. He uses his magic along with the extending chain. His magic is weaker though and in battle he usually prefers to defeat his opponents in melee.

    I NEED AN OPENING TO EXPLAIN MUMM-RA AND TIGRATH, AND TO GIVE AN EXPLANATION OF THE PROPHECY, ALSO TO SHOW TIGRO AND CHEETARA’S CONNECTION IN LOVE AS WELL AS THE OTHERS’.

 

OPENING

 

    Show scenes of the ThunderCats battling the Mutants in front of slave wagons while flashing the credits. Lots of smoke, lots of fire. Lots of flash. Then fade to black and show white subtitles:

 

    [For years the valiant ThunderCats have waged in constant war with the evil of Mum-Ra and his minions…]

   

    Mum-Ra the aged, stands with his devil dog beside him around his vile pool of foresight. “Ancient Sprits of Evil, the time is now… grant Mum-Ra the ever living, give him his eternal youth…” he then proceeded to growl some mnemonics of unknown tongue. The Pool of Foresight bubbles over and mist swarms the temple, drowning the devil dog from view. The statues of the spirits begin to spark from the eyes… Within the Pool is the image of the sleeping Tigro.

   

    (fade to black, subtitle) […And now, the age old struggle of good and evil is thrown into one of its greatest battles.]

 

 

 

    The land surrounding the ThunderCat’s lair was beautiful, a huge, metallic cat which scanned over the surroundings of lush and thick growth and a deep canyon at its foot, bridged by a metal suspension bridge, out to the dark mountains themselves. (<-- that will be played on the screen in the lair.) The sky was blue and the small suns bright.  Birds flew by in “V” formations and animals scurried within brush.

    The Thunder Cats were in their lair, Tigro, Panthero, Cheetara, Willy Kit and Kat, Felicia, Feral, Snarf and Derilos all sat in the large, comfort room.  Willy Kit and Willy Kat practiced their martial arts, they seemed to be dancing more than fighting but the blows were real.

    Tigro and Cheetara sleep on a sofa, nestled together in a seemingly absolute bliss.

    A small cloud of dust within the distance invades the screen along with red lights. Panthero looks toward the screen and jumps up to the computer. He zooms the eye in and discovers that it is a slave cargo headed from the Mutant’s lair.

    “We got a slave cruiser comin’ this way... inform Liono that we are on our way to intercept... (give cordinents)…”

    “That makes the third this week!” Tigro raises from his slumber.

“these damned mutants don’t know when to stop.” Cheetara raises as well.

    “Sure thing, Panthero,” Willy Kat says as he presses a small button and puts his other hand to his forehead.

    “Come on Thunder Cats lets get moving...” Tigro announces as he stands. They all leave the room. Panthero, Willy Kat, Tigro, and Felicia go to the ThunderTank, while Ferl, Willy Kit, Cheetara, and Derilos take to foot.

 

 

    [Zoom in on the treetops and go through them. Liono and Snarl sit crouched over a recent kill. Liono’s head pops up as the camera zooms in on him. His fur around his mouth is stained pink and red and he holds a chunk of raw flesh in his hands. His eyes glaze over then flash red as Willy Kat’s voice echoes “Liono” and he sees the T. Cat symbol amidst the clouds.] “Come on Snarl, the Thunder Cats are in need,” He does not hesitate as he stands and begins to run. Snarl is surprised and quickly follows closely behind Liono.

    [The camera follows behind for a few seconds as it fades out, it finally goes black when they run through brush.]

    [Top view of the T. Tank.] dust flies up behind the tank and it’s hauling balls. Cheetara runs beside the tank. [Close in on Cheetara and the tank] Willy Kit is beside Cheetara. Show the side scenery flying by, a few sticks and whatever going between her and the tank. Panthero nods to her and says “We’ll round’em up, you four ambush’em” she lifts her hand then bolts 100Xs faster than the tank. Willy Kit is left in her dust, but still faster than the tank.

    The others are a short distance behind. Willy Kit falls behind to the others and informs them.

    [the camera blinks:] The slave wagon is creeping along, (those ox creatures) are pulling it and Dogma sits at the top of the front in a small, railed seat with Slithe. They are yelling at the ox’s and whipping absurdly. They are drinking and seem drunk. [the camera again zooms into this from the sky as the wagon clears some shady woods.] following the wagon is another of the same style but a lot larger and more grandeur. The top is flat and railed and four people sit up there (Vulturion and Munkion drive the slave ship), Mum-ra is in his feeble form, sitting on a throne (USE SONG #4 FROM SUPER SEXY BY W. ZOMBIE) with three women tied to the legs of the throne by chains. They serve him food and drink handed from slaves below through a small door within the floor.  Mum-ra speaks: “Slithe, speed up...we want to be close enough to the lair for Liono to find us...before we kill them. I want him to watch his dear followers die by my magic. Mum-ra is crouched down as if old and weak. he lifts a hand and the two slave wagons and their driver-slaves lift slightly into the air and the wagons speed up.

    [Show side view of Cheetara running, sweat dripping from her brow] she makes her way through trees and brush until coming upon the floating wagons. She slows to a sprint, running alongside the wagons, hidden in the under brush. Mum-ra is speaking.

    “When they think that they have guided us into their trap I will capture them with my magic...”

    Vulturion speaks, “But what about the magic of the Eye of Thundera?”

    Cheetara whispers, “Yah, what about the Eye?”

    Mum-ra, “You are a fool... listen, their are eyes upon us...”

    Cheetara, “Shit,” she cuts back and begins away from the wagons. Mum-ra smiles as he again raises his hand. Dark clouds filled with sparks of blue that resemble lightning rise from the shadows around Cheetara and Mum-ra. She screams as mist wraps around her legs and she is thrown to the ground face first. She breaks free of the mist with the velocity of her roll, until she slams into a tree. The mist again covers her and her face and body is bloody and bruised, a rib broken, and an arm broken. (Show close up of her face, as the mist swarms around it like shadow, lightning sparking and the mist bubbling and fizzing as it comes in contact with her blood.) The mist picks her up and she is floated to Mum-ra. He is laughing as she is dropped in front of him. One of the slave women looks with horror, it is the amazon (who is in a lot of the cartoons). “Now look what you have accomplished my dear lady...ahahahahaha...” Mum-ra snaps his fingers and Munkion comes up through the hatch. He is laughing his annoying laugh as his grabs Cheetara by her arms. She screams as her broken arm is moved. “A-Awe, poor Cheetara, does your arm hurt? Ha-h-hahahahaha, I’m gonna make you scream louder than that Thunder C-cat. huh-huh-hahahaha.” He drags her down the hatch and the camera follows.

    It is dark and only torch light fills the room. small holes are in various places along the ceiling to let the smoke out. He throws her on the floor near a table filled with food and drink. No one else is in the room and there are two doors. Munkion is laughing as he steps over Cheetara and rips her clothing, not completely off but almost. She was in a dazed state until this, her eyes pop open, wide and she starts to get up.

    Munkion back hands her hard as he laughs, she falls back to the floor and slides a little. Her head turns to the side, her eyes closed, she is unconscious.

    [Camera fades out and switches to Liono] He and Snarl are still running. He stops and pulls his sword from the gold glove. “Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thundercats! HO!” (the camera is circling Liono as he is swinging the sword to enlarge it. Sparks fly with each extend. The camera stops in a frontal view to show Liono’s entire body and Snarl sitting up like a squirrel looking at Liono. He holds the sword straight in front of him and the camera zooms in on his face as he looks into the eye of Thundera. “Eye of Thundera...gift me Sight Beyond Sight,” the camera circles him rapidly, flashing between his eyes and the circling, then an image of Cheetara, naked and lying on the floor slowly fades in over the image of Liono. Munkion is standing over her laughing, undoing his belt.  Liono’s eyes fade back in over the image, they grow wide and screams as he throws the extended sword into the air. It twirls end over end. And Liono yells, “Sword of Thundera...strike through the veil to conceal Cheetara’s weakest moment.” A ripple strikes through the air, originating from the sword. Then lightning flashes from the sky to strike the sword. It explodes and as the screen turns white from the bright light, it fades back in to Cheetara.  As the lightening surges around the sword and as Liono throws it into the air, choreograph it with song #7 of Super Sexy (the mixing where it goes-stops-goes-stops) and when Rob says (this will go well with him and Snarf hunting, but play it quietly) “Drive” where it sounds like die, is when the sword pops out the back of Munkion. Or have the sword pop out when he says “power to another hell let the death bird ride”.

    She is trying to struggle as Munkion ascends atop her. She is yelling and screaming, but too weak to resist. She knees him in the nuts and he screams and backs off, he snarls at her and surges forward as if to slap her (the view is from behind him) and as he is crouching down he screams and the sword pops out of his back. His body falls limp onto Cheetara then to the side and she slowly pulls the sword out, too weak to get up. She lays on her back with the sword sticking straight up, holding it at her stomach and whispers, “Thank you Liono,” tears fall from her eyes.

    [the camera goes to the Thunder Tank, Panthero and Willy Kat drive and Felicia and Trigro take watch. “There they are,” Felicia says as she readies the cannons, cocking them.

    Willy Kat stands and says” take my place Tigro” as he cocks and readies his crossbow. They trade places.

    [top view of the wagons and the tank nearing each other in a field of sparse grass and a few bushes] They meet. “It’s the mutants all right, Dogma and Slithe are driving the wagon” Tigro says

    “Look!” Panthero shouts, “It’s Mum-ra! Take careful shots...this is for real girl,” as the other wagon drives up beside the first. Mum-ra sits with his legs crossed and the three women sit in front of him like guard dogs. They take the tank behind the wagons, firing real shots instead of directing shots. Willy Kat holds his bow and fires, striking Slithe in the shoulder. Smoke pours from the wound and Slithe thrashes about badly, causing the ox-men to move in different directions and stopping the slave wagon. The other wagon stops a little in front of the first. Mum-ra stays in his seat and snaps the fingers of his left hand as his right sways (like someone filling the rhythm of the music). The thunder Tank’s wheels and treads turn red with heat and slowly melt. this causes the tank to power slide and such and the T-Cats jump out, brandishing their weapons. The mutants are swarming out to meet them, all sneering and saying some remark about the T-Cats going down.

    Mum-ra tilts his head from side to side, his elbows resting on his crossed legs, his fingers intertwined just below his chin. His robes flow outward in every direction to his side and back.

    Tigro speaks, “Let the slaves go Mum-ra! They deserve the right to be free too...”  Panthero again signals Liono along with the others waiting for the caravans to fall into the ambush.

    “Awe and now where is the great leader of the pack? You see, I want him to know that the Cats are not free either. We have played this foolish game for far too long...and now it will end...Mutants! Kill them all....” Sparks circle all of the mutants as they step out of the wagons, then their shadows twist and turn weirdly.

    The two parties clash. All fighting with extreme skill. Willy Kat sits back at first, shooting the mutants, as does Dogma sit back and take shots at the T. Cats. Then they focus on each other and the battle becomes hand-to-hand.  Dogma looks like a war general, and he fights like it.  Though Willy Kat gets his hits in, Dogma is “beating him like a red-headed step-child”.  And Kat must use his fancy little (few) bombs of smoke and fire and such.  He gets away long enough for Dogma to concentrate on another; Kat falls to the ground, his face and body swollen, black and blue.

    Dogma grabs his crossbow and fires at Panthero just before he bludgeons Slithe to death.  The bolt hits Panthero in the right shoulder and he falls to one knee, Slithe punches him over the head.

    The other T. Cats arrive.  Tigro wonders where Cheetara is.  All are busy fighting while Tigro works his way to Mumm-Ra.  “Where is Cheetara?!”  he begins to climb the slave wagon which Mumm-Ra is on.

    “Oh, your sweet little mate is having fun right now... though your fate will be much swifter than hers my dear cat....”  He stands and throws his robes off.

    “Fight me like a man!!”  He swings his chain and blade at Mumm-Ra, but the weapon only bounces off of the electric field wrapping around Mumm-Ra while he transforms.  The transformation is complete.

    “So you want me to fight you hand to hand...”  He is slowly walking toward Tigro, Tigro attacks again but Mumm-Ra side-steps and lunges, wrapping his hands around Tigro’s throat and plunging them both over the side of the slave wagon.

    They wrestle around for a while, Tigro manages to kick Mumm-Ra off of him and slash his eye with his hook... then Mumm-Ra sends a force of air which crashes into Tigro, breaking a rib.

    Tigro lays on the ground for seconds then rolls from Mumm-Ra’s foot trying to smash his head.

    Liono and Snarl come running out of the brush.  Every one is engaged in a chaos of fighting.  Liono runs into the first wagon, looking for Cheetara and his sword.  She lies on the floor with Munkion’s dead body next to her, the sword plunging through his back.  She is not covered, her clothes ripped mostly all the way off.  “Cheetara,” Liono says quietly as he rushes to her side and lays pieces of her torn outfit back over her.  Her eyes open, they are swollen and black, blood trickles from her head.

    “Lion...thank-

    “Save your strength Cheetara... stay here and rest.  I’ll put an end to this carnage.” He gently slides his hand down the side of her face and she grabs it,

    “Thank you Liono...be care-”

    “I will,” he stands and grabs his sword, then hauls himself and Munkion’s dead body outside the caravan, through the wall.

    Tigro and Mumm-Ra swing at each other a few times Liono screams for Tigro to back off, then Mumm-Ra grabs Tigro by the throat again and surges his hand deep into Tigro’s gut.  “Just, in, time Liono! Myahahahaha!”  He drops the body to the ground [the camera shows a close up of the upper torso hitting the ground, lifeless and bloody, eyes rolled back.  Then Liono’s face go to pure horror and rage.]  Liono yells louder than he ever has in his life. “Aaaaaggghgghhhh!!!”

    “You son of a bitch!!”  Liono begins advancing with a slow pace, his head lowered and his sword to his side, the shadows hit him enough to hide most of him and give him a sinister appeal.  Mumm-Ra’s eyes get wide at Liono’s approach.  He tries to use his magic but Liono deflects it with his sword.  “This has gone on long enough!  You have invaded out land...”  Everyone who is still alive has stopped fighting and grouped with their own, staring at the new confrontation.  “You have constantly tried to strip us of our freedom and steel from me...and from my people...my friends”  Liono stands face-to-face with Mumm-Ra, Mumm-Ra seems to be cowering as they are slowly moving back, “I hoped that we would never hear or see you again Mumm-Ra... you are gone from bothering us for so many years and now you come back.  And now you come back and KILL my friend...and now you come back to find that I am no longer a child...” [goes from a close up from Liono’s eyes, to Mumm-Ra’s eyes as Liono says kill in next sent. to show the fear within Mumm-Ra’s eyes]  “And now you come back so that I can finally kill you....”

    Liono growls wildly as his sword cuts through the air and into Mumm-Ra’s blocking fore arm.  Liono thrashes Mumm-Ra.  He slices him all over and cuts several fingers off.  Finally Mumm-Ra falls on his side and raises to his hands and knees.  Liono closes in for the kill.

    “You have grown weak Messenger of Darkness...”

    “Y-you...knnoww” Mumm-Ra’s face looks surprised, “...yyou...have grrrown...strrronnng...” he is weezing and gasping for breath.

    “Nothing would please me more than to watch you suffer before you die... but I have fallen for your tricks in the past and will never again... Die!  You Son Of A Bitch!!” as he yells those last words as the sword of Omens comes down on Mumm-Ra’s neck and slices his head from his shoulders....

    “Now...it is over...”  He begins walking to Tigro, as do the other T. Cats.  Cheetara appears from the slave caravan, her clothes ripped and torn, tied back on, her arm obviously broken within the cradle of her other arm.  “Cheetara...” Liono says quietly, his head low as he crouches beside Tigro.  The others are around him as well.  The living Mutants Ran as soon as Mumm-Ra fell.

    Cheetara’s eyes get wide, her voice cracked and broken with tears “Ty...oh my god, Tigro, No...” She begins to stumble forward and clutch her gut instead of her arm.  Willy Kit and Kat rush to her side to help her before she falls...she falls into their arms. 

They guide her to Tigro’s body where she kneels, her tears falling down her cheeks and off her chin onto him, she rubs his face with her hand and puts her face onto his, cheek to cheek.  Cheetara cannot quit saying “No, god no,” and “I love you,”  All of the Cats have tears in their eyes, but none are hit as hard as Cheetara.

    Electricity (blue, red and black) begins to spark from Liono’s sword as his tears fall onto it.  He stands and backs up a little.  Grabs the sword with both hands.  The light illuminates the circle around Tigro.  Then it leaps from the sword to Tigro’s eyes.  As it surges through his body it makes his bones half-way seeable through the skin. 

    Black mist spews from the body of Mumm-Ra.  Tigro’s eyes begin twitching but the shadow wraps around him, head down. 

    “No,” Liono says quietly... the shadow works its way down Tigro and begins to merge with the electricity, creating little boil bubbles where the two touch.  “No,” he says a little louder, his face twisted with the look of craziness, the other Cats stare in horror,  “NO!!!” Liono shouts as he turns, the lightning following.  He runs to the body of Mumm-Ra and demolishes it with his sword, bursting it into flames from the electricity.  “You can’t take this away...you son of a bitch, you can’t...you can’t take Tigro away from me!!”  Liono repeats over and over as he hacks at the fried body.

    Blood bubbles pop from Tigro’s mouth and his eyes blink.  Liono stares down at him in hope and shock.  The T. Cat’s are backed away, watching with the same expressions (screen should be flashing between the T. Cats, Liono, and Tigro; close and far views. Also flash views of the dead mutants, covered in the same black mist.  The last flash will be Munkion rising.).

    Tigro begins coughing and slowly sits up.  “Can’t take what away from you Liono?” his voice is different and he has a strange smile on his face.  The hole in his stomach coughs up a bunch of blood then begins to heal with a layer of black, burnt-looking skin.  He has his chain in his hand.

    “Tigro!?” Liono shouts happily with disbelief. as do all the others.

    “Tigro?” he says and then begins to laugh the same laugh as Mumm-Ra had.  He swings his chain quick and the blade slashes the side of Liono’s face, scarring it.  “Tigro is dead foolish cat... Mumm-Ra is dead... but in there place I have risen... Tigrath!” and he swings the chain again at Liono.  Liono dodge blocks and his arms are slashed, but he cannot move.  The other T Cats stare in shock.  As he slowly walks backward, crouched and holding his gut, the undead mutants group up behind him, all wearing blank expressions, seeming to be waiting for orders.  Tigrath begins to whirl the chain around himself, and as he is turning invisible he says “follow me my undead warriors... The battle is not over my dear friend, no it is far from over... we will meet again,” and he is invisible.

 

    The whole time, A white glow is formed around the living thundercats, this is the power of Thundera. It is protecting them for a short time.

 

    Liono can only stare as he falls to his knees (the camera circling around him madly) and screams “TIGRO!!??” as his head falls into his hands...his eyes filled with tears.  The undead slowly walk away. (every once and a while show a picture adding the ox-men and how they just stand there, chained and waiting.).  Cheetara is on the ground (add her falling to the shots of Liono’s distress and falling) twitching and unconscious in her own puke.  Panthero and Willy Kit hold her and attempt to clean her.  The others just stare with tear filled eyes.

    The screen goes black.

 

    Scene Two: The Scar of vulnerability...

   

    Show scenes of the Temple, with lightning flashing constantly, then the screen changes when it goes black from a bolt to white words.

    “In their entire existence in the Land of Third Earth, the ThunderCats have never before faced such a trying moment.  Only the annihilation of Thundera can compare, and even then, only by a thread.”

    Narrate this as the scene fades to the T. Cats base:  In their entire existence in the Lands of Third Earth, the invulnerable ThunderCats have never before had to face Death...and now Death grips each of their brave souls with its cold fingers rejecting them from their short-lived time of peace and tranquility, leaving them vulnerable for the first time....”

    The last scene where Liono has to kill Tigrath (in forgiveness): choreograph it with the entire song #7, then switch to the ending bullshit.

All the main scenes of the mutants and the undead mutants and their (not the temple) castle Plunn-Dar will be narrated with song #8 off Super Sexy, as well as the caravan scene.

    Camera starts zooming in on an eye of the T-Cats lair, Then blacks/flashes to show the inside with Liono and the others planning.  They will need help and the amazon woman so popular in the cartoons will be a necessity.

 

    Liono-- “My sword…” it is dark grey and lifeless. “It will not respond to my commands… the Energy is no longer there.”

     “I...I don’t know what to do...”

    Cheetara-- “We’ve got to get Tigro back-”

    Derilos-- “Be prepared Cheetara, Tigro might be dead, Mumm-Ra might be all that is left inside,”

    Cheetara-- “No, don’t say that.  Their is always hope, Tigro is not dead--”

    Derilos-- “I don’t want him to be dead either, but do not be fooled.  We cannot ignore the truth when it comes, no matter how convenient.”

    Panthero-- “We need to end this Liono, you said yourself that it’s gone too far.  This could have been over years ago and we all know it.”

    Willy Kat-- “Well, we need back up, the nine of us cannot storm both castle Plunn-Dar and the temple where Mumm-Ra resides.  We need a small army to get past all the minions and slaves of Mumm-Ra.”

    Panthero-- “The kid’s right, we’ll need to find the last of the Amazons, they will be eager to regain their captured.”

    Derilos-- “So what will it be Liono?”

    Liono-- “You are all right, we need to make the first strike and we need to finish with it.  I’ll get the alliances ready tonight, me and Snarl can handle that.  Panthero, you and Derilos get the battle plans ready, I want an in and out strategy, we have the whole area of Darr mapped out, it should be done when I get back.  You can touch up after I know how many will be sided with us.  Willy Kit and Kat, you two, Feral and Felicia get our supplies ready and fuel up the vehicles.  We’ll keep post for the night and watch for any surprises, We’ll attack the first light as soon as I return.  The Mutants are nocturnal for the most part and so we’ll have that to our advantage.  Snarf, I want you to prepare some herbs and ointments, we’ll have little sleep  but that should not depreciate our strength the least bit.  I must seek the wisdom of Jaga, then I will be on my way to speak with the Amazons.”

    Cheetara-- “But how will you find them?”

    Liono-- “I won’t...they will find me.”  He puts his hand out in the middle of the circle, “ThunderCats...”

    All-- “...Ho” it is not as pumped as when they say it in the series, but more serious in tone.

    Go to a small clearing in a circle of trees outside...  Liono kneels in front of a tombstone, Jaga’s tombstone.  He thrusts the sword of omens into the ground next to the tombstone and lays the glove to the other side.  He draws a symbol into the ground in front of him and begins to meditate.  His eyes will stay closed for the entire session.

    “Jaga” he finally says as the screen brightens slightly blue with Jaga’s presence.  “Jaga, I seek your wisdom and guidance.”

    “Liono, I have always been proud of you... I trust that your best judgement will prevail, what do you seek?”

    “I am in a dilemma, Jaga.  Tigro...”

    “Yes I know child, he is here with me.”

    “Please, can he be brought back?  Mumm-Ra’s magic must be reversed, he must be expelled from Tigro’s body...”

    “Liono, the balance is disturbed.  Mumm-Ra does not possess Tigro’s body, Mumm-Ra is here in the spirit realm with us.  His magic has succeeded in securing his place in eternal rest within this realm, something far worse has used the old body of Tigro.  Tigrath...”

    “T-”

    “Yes Liono, he is loose, the prophecies have come to pass.  though it is on this planet which they will pass, they are still living prophecies.  Liono, this beast known as Tigrath is different, he never traveled to the spirit world which we know of.  He was able to exist within the dark, untouched crevices of the Energy...he was able to sustain his life force within magic until the time was right.  Mumm-Ra knew this would grant him the peace he so wished for, Mumm-Ra has taken the place of Tigrath in the afterlife, and Tigrath has taken the curse bestowed upon Mumm-Ra in the living world, as well as the body of Tigro.”

    “So...he is...”

    “Immortal... though he does not possess the frail, old, and weak body which Mumm-Ra possessed.  Liono...”

    “Yes, Jaga. And what of the Sword of Omens?? The Energy was consumed as it protected us at the end of our fight..”

    “The balance is offset...you must set it right.”

    “But how... how will I kill Tigrath if he is immortal... and I do not have the Sword?”  “Jaga..?”  “Jaga..?”  The blue is still there but the pale white which every so often reveals Jaga’s face is gone.  Liono opens his eyes and breaks the connection. “Jaga!”

    “I must be off.”  Liono grabs Snarl who is eating on the remains of a bird, “Come on little buddy,” he is at full run and Snarl joins.  They run out into the dark, vanishing.

 

    Show the rest of the ThunderCats getting prepared.

 

    Liono and Snarl run, breathing hard. Then Snarl yells in a wavy voice, “Liono!” he replies, “I know Snarl.” and they are snatched up into a net.  The remainder of the Amazons charge upon the net with spears in hands.  The leader cuts Liono free and speaks, “I am so glad it is you Liono,” she is in tears, “They took nearly all of my sisters...”

    “Lacey,” Liono reaches out his hand and wipes a tear from her cheek.

    “They took (?the leaders name), we are so few Liono… the things they do to us… They use my companions as slaves and… and….” She is crying and cannot finish.

    “We need your help Lacey, you and the rest of the amazons… I do not know what will happen but we must do something. The mutants killed Tigro, and now Tigrath possesses his dead body. Look, I have a plan. Go to the Burbles and the Ox men, tell them. We need all the help we can get. When you are done recruiting, head back to the Cat’s Lair.  I will explain there. Expect me back in two day’s light. But if I do not return, tell the other cats to go as planned… have faith, Lacey.”

    “Liono…”

    “No time Lacy.”

    “Liono, may god’s speed be with you.”

 

    Close in on slave caravans pulling into Castle Plunn-Dar. Give scenes of the dark woods surrounding and the weird animals and their glowing eyes within foliage.

    Inside the courtyard, Tigrath gets off of the first caravan. He summons Vulturion and Slithe and Jackal and Grot (Grot is still a living being). The rest round the captured into their pins and holing cells. They have beast as well as man-like.

    Switch to torch-lit hallway, Tigrath in lead. He has a long black cape. They walk to the palace room, four small, well armed creatures guard the doors.

 

[creatures]- they are thin with long appendages. They have cloths over their long rat-like heads that their ears stick out of. They have cloth over their mids, like barbarians, armlets and earrings. They each hold spears but have crossbows and short swords as well as daggers.

 

    “Wwho are yoouu?” one asks and looks to Vulturion.

    Vulturion begins to reply but Tigrath interrupts. “I am your new leader rat.” He grabs the rat by the throat (rat drops spear) and slams him against the wall. “You will fear my wrath, rat!”

    The Mutants glance at each other, confused. Another rat yells. “It’s a trick… this is a ThunderCat and he has the Mutants under his control. Kill him!” he surges on Tigrath and Tigrath spins the rat in his hand, a spear slams through the rat’s gut. Tigrath drops the body and smiles. Another rat strikes Tigrath, his spear erupting through Tigrath’s chest. Tigrath turns, and steps toward the rat, spear in his chest. He pulls the spear out, slowly, he holds the spear horizontally low, between his arm and body. Tigrath jams the spear into the rat’s skull and pins the corpse high on the wall.

    “Will there be any further objections?” the other two rats back up into the corners. “Good, now clean up these bodies.”

    The rats first open the doors for Tigrath and the mutants, then scurry around to clean the bodies of their fallen comrades.

    The room is huge. And trashed. Blood and body pieces lie on the floor and the furniture is stained with vile. A few amazons are chained to the floor. Tigrath turns to the door after reaching the center of the room, standing by a huge table. “Rat! Come unchain these slaves!”

    Slithe, Jackal, Vulturion, and Grot walk to the table. The rats unchain the slaves and the slaves advance to the mutants and Tigrath. They are scantly dressed.

    One begins to rub on Tigrath. “Thank you master,” she says and Tigrath back hands her, sending her to the ground.

    “Take these wenches to the cells.” The rats grab the chains and lead the women.

    The doors close and the Mutants sit at the table, Tigrath stands and speaks. “I need the child”

    Vulturion raises brow, “infant?”

    “Yes, the ThunderCat baby.”

    Slithe, “But your highness, we cannot infiltrate the Cat’s Lair… Most of us would surely die…”

    “Most of you would,” Tigrath’s eyes are thin, brow creased.

    “They would kill the infant before they let us take him,” Grot says.

    “We would have to sneak into the lair and that is a futile attempt, master.” Jackal says.

    “That is why you infidels will not capture the infant. Instead, you will guide another slave caravan to the village of Amazons to capture the rest of them… my servants will take care of the rest.”

    “But master, why do you wish the child so?” Grot asks.

    “Do not display your ignorance again, Grot. Or you too will know the wrath the rats so sought.”

    Grot nods and turns. “I will get the caravans ready for departure master.”

    The mutants leave. Tigrath’s eyes glow as he watches the shadows. “Wait for them to strike, the bring me the child.” The shadows begin to move and form demon-like sillhouets that glide through the window.

 

    Liono has a long sword at his hip now. He turns to Snarl, “Look buddy, you go tell the other Cats to wait two days light for my return. No longer. The grace of the spirits are with them… no matter what happens, they must have faith. I must go beyond the Frozen Mountains to the Caves.”

    “But Liono, you’ll need help…”

    “I will keep you and all the others hear” Liono taps his chest.

    “I must go Liono-”

    “No! You will go to the Lair, you will help me by telling the cats… in case the amazons don’t make it. Farewell Snarl.” Liono pets him on the head, Snarl is crying.

    “Fair thee well, Liono.”

    They both run their separate ways. But Snarl does follow Liono, from a distance.

 

    A single amazon runs, in the middle of the night to the Cat’s Lair. I spot light shines on her and a siren sounds. “ThunderCats!” She yells and yells.

    All but Cheetara go outside to meet the amazon. “What is it child? Where is Liono and Snarl?” Panthero asks.

    “They came again, the undead mutants captured the rest of my people…” she is in tears. “We were supposed to find the Burbles and the Ox-men and return here to the Cat’s Lair… but they are gone! All of my people are now slaves!”

    “Where is Liono, dear?” Felecia asks.

    “He said he would be back in two day’s light, he had to do something but would not say what. He and Snarl. He said that the plan must take course in two days light whether he returns or not… to have faith.” Lacey is hyperventilating.

    As they are speaking, show the silhouettes of the demon shadows going up the wall. And one which is on a flying horse.

    Zoom in on the shadows (playing I’m your Boogie Man) and go to the infants room where he his mother sleep. They slide in through the window. Cheetara’s sleep is uneasy. The shadows slip beneath the infant and pick him up. He begins to cry. Cheetara is woken and sees her baby floating on shadow.

    The other cats here her scream and look up to the window to see shadows carrying the infant into the night sky.

    “What in the hell?” Panthro’s mouth is wide open.

    “NO!!” Cheetara comes barreling out of the front of the lair and down the stairs. “My baby!”

    “Cheetara! Wait!” several say at the same time as the know it is too late. Lacey’s eyes are wide open in shock.

    Cheetara is running full speed, in a daze. Wily Kit starts after her.

    Show a top view of them, the shadows in the distance, two dust trails on the ground. Wily Kit cannot catch up with Cheetara. Show them running through all sorts of terrain, from side view, to front view, to back view. Finally go back to the top view to show the shadows flying over a cliff. Cheetara is oblivious.

    Go to a side-ish view, show the huge plume of dust behind the blurred Cheetara and one in the distance. Show her eyes get wide at the last second and zoom out to watch her disappear as she falls off the cliff and the shadows fade into the night sky.

    Slow things down a little, Wily Kit reaches the edge of the cliff, scared to look down, tears in her eyes. The dust is catching up. “Cheetara…” she says in a low voice.

    She falls to her knees and begins to look over the cliff (back-side view). “Cheetara!” she yells and the camera pulls above her and over the cliff to show Cheetara caught on a rock by her brace for her broken arm. “Cheetara!”

    “Wily Kit…” Cheetara’s voice is weak. “Let me lie, Wily Kit….”

    “Cheetara!” Wily Kit says again. “Hold on, I’ll get you up.”

    “No Wily Kit.”

    “Yes Cheetara, that way we can get your baby back together. If you die, who’ll save Tigerson?” Cheetara smiles. Wily Kit rips a vine off of a tree and pulls Cheetara up with it.

 

    Liono is walking through a snow covered forest. Slashing through foliage. He breathes hard and it is morning light. The sky is a pinkish purple.

    Snarl is not far behind, he is trying to stay on the path that Liono is creating but far enough not to be spotted. Show him trudging through the high grass Liono leaves behind.

    Show a swamp, steam is rising from it and it is snowing. At the edge of the swamp is a thicket of trees and vines, foliage. Show Liono burst through it, still breathing hard, his breath steaming. Bubbles rise in the middle of the swamp. Things (snake-like) swim through it. Liono takes a deep breath and growls as he trudges through the water.

    He is growling and grunting. Showing from the same frontal view, Snarl comes rushing up from behind and almost falls into the pool. Fear shows on his face, he shakes his head and with a deep breath dives into the water.

    Liono is dragging the tip of his long sword in water, he turns after hearing snarl jump into the water, but sees only what’s left in Snarl’s wake: waves and bubbles. The central bubbles in the water begin to move toward Liono. The snake like things all around begin to central in as well.

    Liono creases his brow, his eyes narrow as his attention is peaked. Snake-like moves behind Liono, he follows it with his eyes and sees it attack. Snarl flies out of the water before the snake-like can attack. Liono jumps back in shock as a wet snarl lands on him.

    “Snarl!”

    “Uh, Liono…”

    A huge beast (of course) emerges in front of the two. It has many tentacles running the length of its back (from the back of the head to its end). They sprawl out in a chaotic fashion into the steamy water to skim the top. “Get ready Snarl…”

    Tentacles erupt the water and fly from all direction toward their prey. Liono jumps the first one and Snarl leaps off of him toward the creature. Liono slices away at tentacle after tentacle while in mid air, but is quickly overwhelmed. While Snarl lands in the middle of the creatures face, biting deep into the creature and clawing wildly.

    “Snarl!” Liono yells as a tentacle flies toward Snarl, Snarl jumps up to the middle of the creature’s head, in the center of the base of tentacles, his claws never leaving the creatures face, but instead slicing upward. The creature is screeching madly, and the tentacle misses. Snarl lunges his razor claws downward into the creatures many-faceted eyes, drawing a grey ooz. Liono splashes into the water as the creature drops him, covered in tiny cuts and blisters.

    The creature is thrashing madly about, blind. Snarl is getting wrapped in tentacle. Liono lunges at the beast, his sword as his tip, and thrusts it through the beast’s mid section, Liono’s arms sinking to the elbows and the sword emerging from the creatures back.

    Liono howls and the creature falls to the side as he pulls his arms and sword out of its mid section. Liono stands, posed huffing and puffing. Both hands are holding the sword at his side, arms extended full length, he is squatted, bending at his knees. Chest heaving.

    “Snarl,” he huffs, “what did I tell you?”

    Snarl is wiggling through the mass of dead tentacles. He emerges on top of the creature. “Liono, it was the will of the spirits that brought me.”

    “Snarl! I gave you an order and you failed to see that order through! This was not a will of the spirits but your insaboardanence and curiosity.”

    “But, you did probably save my life by blinding the creature. Thank you Snarl. Lets go.”

    Show them trudging through a barren plain of snow and ice, during a blizzard. Top view, their foot prints disappearing shortly behind them.

    “Liono, it’s so cold.” Snarl is shaking and voice is quivering from the cold.

    “I know, friend… I know.”

 

    Show a white tiger making way through the snow also. He raises his head and hears Liono and Snarl. “Where are we going Liono?”

    “Beyond the mountains, Snarl.”

    The tiger begins to run. When they are in sight, he howls.

    Liono and Snarl look to the distance where they heard the howl. “It is Snow-meow” Liono says. As he sees a small dot get bigger.

    The tiger runs up to them and is purring (Tiger purr, sounds like a growl.) “Snow-meow, how fare you friend?” Snarl hides behind Liono. “Where is (its owner’s name)?”

    The tiger runs toward the mountains and they follow.

    Liono, Snarl and the tiger walk into a cave at the foot of the mountains. It is getting dark. The sky is orange and it has not stopped snowing.

    Moans come from within the cave. Snow-meow leads them to his master.

    He is trapped in ice and rock.

    “Snowman! (whatever his name is)” Liono shouts as he runs to him and begins to dig away. “What happened?”

    “Some strange looking mutants and shadow men trapped me in here. I sent Snow-meow to get you. I don’t know what they were looking for, but they were intent.”

    Liono frees him. “Then it is so. They are seeking the relic.”

    “The relic?”

    “It is an ancient artifact spoken of in the prophecies of my world. Within it, is the Energy, and through this energy a gateway can be opened… or so the prophecy says.”

    “But who were they?”

    “Snowman, you must go to your nations and gather up an army. You MUST unite them all under this cause… if you do not, all is lost.”

    “Liono, you’re speaking madly.”

    “The spirit of Tigrath has been invoked into the body of Tigro. You must do this.”

    “Tigrath!? But, but he was…”

    “And he is in the living world again.”

    “I will do it Liono. What about you?”

    “I must go into the caves on the other side of the mountain. I must find the relic before Tigrath’s henchmen do.”

    “Liono, follow me.” He leads Liono through the caves as he is, “these passages lead to the other side of the mountain. They were created for mining, but used mainly during the great war that split these lands into many kingdoms, as an escape route and attack advantage.”

    They go deep into the mountain. They pass a huge spider, Snowman tells them to pay no heed and walks passed. He warns to not get caught in the web. “It feeds not on the blood of men, but on there souls. During the war, many were caught in its web,” he points to the cocooned bodies, “enough to keep it alive through the generations.”

    The stop at an intersection. “Follow the breeze. It will lead outside. I must go to the kingdoms.”

    “Fare well, Snowman.”

    “May the spirit’s be with you Liono.”

 

 

    Show Castle Plunn-Dar from the sky again. Night time. Two Shadows go into a window.

    “Tigrath, we still search the ruins of the ancients.”

    “You insolent demons! Find this relic before the full moon! Or your souls will be devoured.” Tigrath yells.

    An Amazonian woman in shackles takes care of the infant. “Come wench, we are leaving this place. Rat! Tell them to prepare my carriage.”

    In the courtyard a shadow leads the wench into the rear of the carriage. Tigrath enters the front and shadow steeds drive it.

 

    In front of the Cat’s Lair, hundreds of people are camped. As well as the thundercats.

    “We must wait for Liono, he is our leader, he’ll return.” Wily Kat says.

    “We can’t go without Liono,” Cheetara adds.

    “No, in the morning we make our attack on castle Plunn-Dar. Liono ordered it and so we will obey. As next in command, I am proceeding as Liono wished.” Panthero states. “We must prepare for morning.”

    “I suppose we must,” Cheetara acknowledges.

    Men and women of all races make weapons from branches and metal. Some sit and meditate while others sharpen their skills in toned-down combat.

    “In and out, that is our strategy. That will get the least number of us hurt possible. At sun up, we will go in three waves, from quickest to slowest. Wily Kit, you will lead the first wave, Wily Kat, you the second, and Derilos and I will lead the third.”

    “But Panthero, I should lead the first, I have more experience and am still the fastest.” Cheetara, already knowing the answer, states.

    “Your arm is broken Cheetara. You need rest. And we need someone here in case Liono returns.”

    “They have my child Panthero. I will not sit here, idle.” She stares at Panthero hard and long.

    “I suppose you won’t, Cheetara. Very well, you will accompany Wily Kit in the first wave. In and out Cheetara. We cannot infiltrate until we have cut down there forces. Once that has been done, Wily Kat, myself and Derilos will infiltrate the castle and find Tigerson.” Panthero looks to Wily Kat, “I want you to rest Wily Kat, while the third wave attacks. But do not stray far. When we are ready, I will fire a flare. The rest of the people will again charge, all at once and attempt to take the castle entrance from the courtyard. During this time, us three will go in through the drainage channel underwater.”

    “And who will make up the three waves Panthero?”

    Panthero stands. “Attention all!” everyone shuts up instantly and gives him their full attention. Two students stop in the middle of their bout.

    “We will make three formations, and attack in waves. From fastest to strongest. The first two waves must take out their fire power, that is your mission. But be swift. Wily Kit and Cheetara will head the first wave along with Feral, a troupe of Ox-men will accompany them to break the way into the courtyard. I want the Semites in this first troupe, I want two lines, fighters and archers. And I want archers in the trees where they will not make easy targets.

 

    The Semites are a small people. Very fast with brutally sharp claws and teeth, covered with fur and mains.

 

    “The second wave will be headed by Wily Kat and Felecia. Lacey, I want you in this wave along with all the human archers. That is the last of our archers so you stay in the trees. I want the few telesents left in this wave

 

    The Telesents are human like creatures with telekinetic powers. Most are bald.

 

 “as well as the Time Mongers.

 

    The Time Mongers are a small but quick people who see everything in slow motion. All actions to them go by at half their real speed. Giving them a better reaction. Most have long hair and wear loose fitting clothing.

 

    “Myself and Derilos will head the third wave of assault.  I want the Ox-men to follow through in this wave.  You are of a great number and are of great power and strength.  I want the Burbles near the whole time. You all will heal the wounded that come back. Once we make our strike, I will shoot a flare into the sky and all will come again at once. This is when we storm into the castle through the main entrance in the courtyard. Any questions?”

    Everyone remains silent. “Good, we will leave in a few hours and attack just after sunrise. In the Meantime, rest well.”

 

    Snowman runs, Snow-meow by his side, through the tunnels of the mountain. Then he slows. “Yes, Snow-meow, this is where we must have caution.”

    “So snowman, you escaped the avalanche? Where is the relic?” 5 demons appear from the shadows behind him.

    “Damn it, run Snow-meow!” they begin to run again.

    “Kill them this time.” The demons disappear into the shadow and one stalks.

    Snow-meow takes the lead and runs fast and steady into the dark. A glint appears in front of Snowman as he’s running and his eyes get wide with horror. The demon appears behind him, slicing the tendon at the back of Snowman’s leg. He falls hard and smile fills his face as he crawls forward. The demon walks after the crawling man.

    “Now you die, snowman.” The blue slit of the demon’s mouth curls to a smile as he rushes forward.

    “What the…” and suddenly he is caught in the glint. Snowman turns, pointing his torch to the demon caught in a massive spider web which covers the entirety of the hallway except the small corner Snowman crawled through. “What the Hell?? I… can’t AAAHHHH!” it screams as it sees a massive spider descend upon it.

    “Now, you loose your soul demon!” Snowman yells in a laugh. The spider covers the demon and sinks its fangs into it. Blue steam fills the corridor.

    Snowman growls a cat’s call loudly, echoing through the hallway. The cat returns. “Hello good buddy.” He points to the back of his leg then gets on the cat.

    Show a city against the mountain side. Zoom over the city to the mountain where Snowman rides his cat out of the caverns.

    Men walk from the city walls to meet the snowman. They are dwarves dressed in furs, with long hair. Each one massively muscled and wielding axes and swords.

    “What is it, snowman?” they do not look peaceful.

 

    “These caves give me the chills… I don’t know what’s worse, the cold wet outside or the dark, dry cold in here.” Snarl says.

    “Yes, it is dreary in here,” Liono swings a torch in front of him. “The tomb is around here.”

    “How do you know, Liono?”

    “I can feel it Snarl. The dreary empty, you pointed it out yourself.”

    “Hmm.”

    “This way Snarl,” Liono quickly turns down a corridor Snarl did not see.

    It leads to a room too big for the light to touch two walls or the ceiling. “Here,” Liono reaches against the wall and grabs a torch, lights it and hands it to snarl, “look for a tomb.”

    They search around for a little while, showing off the massive room under faint torch light. Cobwebbed cobble stone to ancient bodies and tombs.

    “This one Liono?” Snarl asks, looking around a small coffin.

    “You’ll know it when you see it,” Liono doesn’t bother to look. But continues searching. He finds a huge memorial, with writing (hieroglyphics) he can’t read. They are brilliantly colored. “I think I found it…” Liono says, mesmerized. A statue of a man with an eagle mask carved into the wall, connecting to its feet is a coffin with a man’s body carved into it.

    “Liono, this is… the temple of the ancients.”

    “Yes, it is, Snarl.” Liono reaches down to the feline. “Here, I’m going to boost you up, there should be a switch somewhere.”

    He throws Snarl up onto the hands of the statue. Snarl sets his torch down in the hands and begins to climb. His tail is singed as flames from the torch rise high and Snarl yelps. Then all of the torches in the room light up to show it off in full. Most everything is made of gold. It is a place of grandeur.

    “Wow…” both say at once. “It is magnificent,” Snarl says.

    Then the coffin opens to reveal a stair way. “There!” Snarl yells in excitement and jumps down, aiming for the stairs.

    “No, Snarl!” Liono catches him before he can go down. “Look” Liono points to the last set of hieroglyphs. The last one means curse. A man dying and blades and smoke surrounding him. “Remember the prophecy, this one is a trap for thieves. And these,” He points again to the hieroglyphs, “are curses of some sort.”

    Liono finds a huge dish made of gold. “Watch.” He throws the dish into the coffin and the lid flies shut as a step crumbles beneath the weight of the dish. Strange noises emit from inside the passageway.

    “We must find the one we were meant to find…”

    Liono heads to the coffin Snarl was at earlier. “The light helps,” he admits. “Come help me.” They open the lid of the coffin, a mummy rests inside.

    “It’s uglier then Mumm-Ra.” Snarl says. “Wrong one.”

    “Wait, look.” The mummies hands point to another coffin.

    “Remember Liono, the ancients didn’t want thieves.”

    “Yes, but they knew the time would come that the relic must again resurface. And thieves knew that they were not welcome.” Liono walks to the coffin that the mummy pointed, “Help me” they move the lid. Inside is another stairway. Unlit and cold.

    Liono finds another heavy object and throws it down. Nothing happens. “Lets go.”

    They grab torches and begin down. Show a dark room with two dots of light getting bigger, footsteps. When they enter, cobwebs along the walls catch fire and the flames rush to the ceiling. The entire ceiling sets fire, lighting the room.

    The two are in awe. “It’s the sky of fire…” Snarl says. Screeches sound and huge, burnt spiders fall lifeless to the ground.

    “It seems that the sky of fire did save our souls from being lost forever in the maze of ancients.” Liono smiles at their luck.

    The room is much smaller than the last. Against the far wall is a shrine, in which sits the relic. Two half circles that form an “X”, holing a brilliant blue and purple flame/glow.

    “And it seems that those of Thunderian blood would find the relic." Shadows move from the walls to form the demon silhouettes.

    “Tigrath’s demons,” Liono draws his sword.

    “And thanks to you we may retrieve the item we seek.” They walk toward it. “Although we could have slipped down here, we never could have got the relic beyond the lid of the coffin.” Blue slits form there mouths when they speak. And blue slits form their eyes.

    “Stay away from the Relic, Demons!” Liono shouts.

    “If you turn now, we will let you live thundercat.”

    Liono throws the sword at the silhouette. It goes right through it and strikes the wall, taking a large chunk of stone with it.

    “Haha, you cannot harm us thundercat. Leave.”

    “Never, I will not let you take the relic!” Liono puts his glove on and draws the sword of omens and charges the demons.

    They move quickly out of the way and circle around Liono. Snarl heads for the relic. “Look, the Sword has no power!” They close in. Liono slashes and punches right through them, they begin to beat him down.

    Snarl grabs the relic from its shrine and begins to run for the stairs. Liono lays bloody on the ground as the demons turn to Snarl. “Give us the relic, cat!”

    “N-no!” he begins to run, “Sorry Liono.”

    Liono gets to his knees and with a loud howl hurdles the sword of omens at the demons. It passes right through them and shatters a step in front of Snarl, bouncing back to knock Snarl down. The sword lands on the relic and it shatters against the ground.

    All of the demons stop. Red, blue, and purple light swarms from the shattered relic and flows on the ground like water, pouring down the steps. “No!” one of the demons hisses. “The Sword!” But it is too late.

    The light pours over the sword and envelopes it. Flows into it. In a weak voice Snarl says, “Liono, the sword…”

    The light fades and again the sword is returned to its original color of steel.

    Liono stands, weak, dripping blood. “Kill the thundercat before he gets the sword!” one of the demons shouts and all but one go for Liono. The other goes for snarl. Snarl grabs the sword and lunges at the beast. A bright blue streak opens where the sword cuts the demon and blue steam bleeds from the wound. Snarl is knocked back and the sword sails behind the howling demon.

    “Sword… of Omens… come to… my… hand.” Liono reaches out a weak, shaky hand as he barely manages the words.

    The sword shakes on the ground and lifts, flying toward Liono. It slices a demon’s arm and sails right through another’s neck. The demon falls to the ground, clutching his neck, blue steam rising. Two demons remain, one injured. The sword lands in Liono’s hand.

    “Retreat… retreat now!” the demon hisses and turns to see the blue imprints of the two dead demons.

    “No you don’t!” Liono shouts, “Thunder, thunder, thunder, Thundercats, Ho!” The sword again grows long, one piece sliding out of the next. Liono jumps up and in one fluid motion, two strikes from down to up, takes both of the fleeing demons heads. Slicing through the wall of stone as they were forming into shadow to move swifter.

    “Liono!” Snarl yells happily as Liono falls to his knees and hands. Snarl runs to Liono and sits in front of him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You did it Liono!”

    “We… did it… friend.” Liono raises his head. “Now, we must get to the… other… thundercats.” He falls completely to the floor from exhaustion. The sky of fire still burning bright.

    It is almost morning. Still dark but a glow rests in the horizon and the moon is low. Liono and Snarl exit the Caverns and face the barren plains.

    “I need food Snarl,” Liono sits. Snarl begins to cover himself in mud. Liono questions him.

    “The moist dirt will catch the snow better.”

    “Very well, I’ll know how it worked when you return. We must hurry Snarl, do not venture far.”

    “I’ll be right back, Liono.” Snarl hops off through the snow.

    Liono again stands, wielding his fully extended Sword of Omens. He takes a deep breath, “Thunder, thunder, thunder, thundercats, Ho!” He holds the sword to the sky, the red symbol erupting onto the clouds.

 

    Show the outskirts of Castle Plunn-Dar. All of the thundercats and their companions conform in the brush.

    Panthero whispers, “We will wait a half an hour for the sun to rise a bit. They will be at their weakest…” he shuts up as he looks to the sky to see the thundercat symbol.

    “Panthero-“ Wily Kat says.

    “I see it, child.”

    “We should form a party to go and help Liono-“

    “No, we stay. We will need everyone. The sword is with the Energy again… I think Liono is telling us he is O.K.”

    The sun rises in the distance, blurring the view of the castle.

    “First wave now!” Panthero commands.

    The troupe of Ox-men rush forward with a huge battering ram and smash through the doors into the courtyard, and retreat. The first wave follows. Yelling and screaming the charge in.

    Inside the courtyard, all is in the shadow of the castle. A few caravans are parked and quickly catch fire. Archers appear from lookout points and are quickly taken out. Rat men and mindless, malformed slaves pour out. The first line retreats, too fast for the enemy to quite follow. But a few Semites and an archer are dropped.

    “Second Wave, now!” Panthero yells.

    Wily Kat and Felicia lead it in. More archers are on the walls but they are quickly taken care of by a few well placed bolts. Rat-man after rat-man are torn down and fires are blazing everywhere. Felecia tears them down with her claws one after the other. She dances about madly. Wily Kat is showing off his aerobic ability.

 

Inside the castle, the undead mutants and Grot talk, watching the chaos below.

“They’ve gone mad!” Grot yells “They are destroying everything!”

“And so we must destroy them, Grot. Tigrath ordered their deaths, and so they will die.” Slithe says. And he and the rest of the mutants head for the battle.

“But we’ll die!” Grot realizes what he has just said and for the first time, understands what it means to be undead.

“No, you will die Grot.” Jackal says calmly and they head out the door, shouting at cowards to go down and fight.

“You are all crazy…” Grot says quietly as he blends himself in with the castle environment.

Zoom out of the window to show the fight below. Smoke raises to the sky.

The second wave still fights, having no casualties. Panthero yells loudly, “Second Wave, pull back!” and finally runs in the middle of the battle, yelling to pull back. But as he sees the progress of his men, and realizes he cannot be heard under the commotion of battle, he fires the flare into the sky.

Both the first and third waves storm in. Hundreds of Rat-men and slaves pour from the castle. Then the undead mutants come out.

Lacey runs over to a grate in the ground near the base of the castle, she pries it open jumps in.

Vulturion, Munkion, Jackal and Slithe begin to tear through ranks of thundercat allies. The telesents are all dead. And the Time Mongers are falling fast. The Ox-Men continue to plow through Rat-men, but fall each time they near the undead mutants.

About 20 amazons rush up from the grate Lacey snuck into. They quickly grab fallen weapons and begin to slice through opponent. But they too fall prey to the undead.

Rat-men and mindless slaves begin to fall to an invisible opponent.

“Panthero, the mutants can’t be stopped, look!” Wily Kat says.

“I know, I know. We must defeat them.”

“You cannot thundercat,” a voice says from behind Panthero. And Grot materializes, his color shifting back to its normal grey-brown.

“Grot!”

“Do not worry thundercat, I do not wish to end up as my fallen comrades. I do know a way to subdue them.”

“How?”

“Fire. Surround them in flame. They cannot enter the pure light.”

“That is why they stay near the shadows?”

“Yes, had you attacked at night, all would be lost already.” Grot slashes backward to bludgeon a rat-man that steps too close to him.

“What about my child, mutant?” Cheetara asks harshly.

“Your infant son is with Tigrath in the Mumm-Ra’s temple.”

“We must go there Panthero.”

“No, you will die. Tigrath cannot be stopped. And your son is safe until the full moon. I overheard him speaking to his demon shadows. It is then that he must perform his spell to enter the child’s body and obtain an immortal body.”

“So he can be stopped.” Panthero says.

“I know only what I have said.”

“Wily Kit, Kat, you heard Grot, surround the undead in flame… kill the rest.”

 

In Mumm-Ra’s temple. Tigrath has the baby on a sacrificial altar. He is surrounded by his demon shadows. In the eye of the pool, the battle rages on.

“So, Grot helps the thundercats. I should have killed him while I had the chance. Go. Kill them all. And bring the undead back to me.”

“Yes, master.” They say as one.

 

Liono runs, full speed, Snarl at his heels. He is almost there. “Sword of Omens” he holds his sword in front of himself. “Give me sight beyond sight.” Show the battle field through the sight beyond sight vision. The undead mutants surrounded by flame, and the battle coming to an end as the last of Tigrath’s minions is slaughtered. His vision shifts to the shadow demons, flying to the battle scene. Thousands of them. The sky is dark from their sheer number.

Liono stops. “I must do something, Snarl… thousands of those demons are headed to castle Plunn-Dar. The thundercats won’t have a chance.”

“Use the sword Liono.”

“I can’t defeat them al-” Liono looks down at Snarl. “If they hold faith in there hearts, it just might work old friend.

 

The demons are coming on the army that Snowman has gathered. “Kill them all!” one on a horse yells. And they all begin to swoop down onto the army.

“What the hell!?” Snowman yells as the sky grows black. “More of those devils!” “Take their souls men! Let none survive!” he yells as he charges toward the swooping demons, Snow-meow jumping up at them to give snowman a hit. The sky flashes red and energy swirls around most of the men, making their weapons glow.

A lot fall, but they begin to slash into the army of demons.

Dust raises in large plumes in the distance. Castle Plunn-Dar is not far.

The thundercats and their surviving allies charge into the scene. Each with glowing weapons and eyes. Battle cries soar high and loud. But some do not share the glow of faith, and they fall as quickly as they come.

Show Liono looking down at the battlefield, still running.

Show from the battlefield, the thundercats looking to Liono in the distance. He raises the extended Sword of Omens and howls out.

“He made it thundercats! Our leader returns!” Panthero shouts as he goes about with renewed energy, slaughtering demon shadows as if they were puppets on twisted strings.

Liono runs down to the field, taking a few demons on the way. He reaches Panthero and the rest. Derilos is dancing the war dance like never before. Frenzying in the slaughter of demon shadows. His huge glowing axe taking head after head, soul after soul.

“Thundercats,” and all as one “Ho!”

“I must face Tigrath, I must go to the pyramid.”

“We will all go.”

“No, I must do this alone.”

“Liono, use your-“

In the sky, a chariot headed by two winged demon horses flies in. The sky begins to suddenly turn dark and rain falls.

“Tigrath…” out of the chariot, Tigrath falls gently to the ground, in the middle of the battlefield.

He stands gracefully and scans about. As quickly as they come near, Tigrath slaughters them in swift, unattentive blows. He walks slowly to the thundercats who all stand weary.

“Cheetara, I’m… I’m sorry dear,” he holds a hand out.

Cheetara walks forward, her face brightened suddenly. "Tigro? Is that you?”

“Of course my dear… I’ve been fighting Tigrath, trying to get him out of my body. He’s still here but I have him subdued.” Tigrath smiles as he continues to walk forward.

Liono reaches out and grabs Cheetara, “It’s a trap Cheetara, do not fall for it so easily.” He grabs her broken arm and she yells in pain and stares angrily at Liono.

“You’ve always been jealous of him! You don’t want Tigro back, do you?!” but she does not move.

“Cheetara, listen to yourself.”

“I… don’t have long dear, I can’t hold him forever. You must do something.” And she runs to him.

“Cheetara, No!” they all yell as one. But she is in his arms.

“Tigro… I love you.”

“And, I will love to watch you scream as I twist your soul in eternal pain, wench!” Tigrath smiles devilishly.

“No, Tigro!” she cannot break free of his grasp.

“Let her go Tigrath, I will do whatever I have to to kill you.” Liono states as he steps forward, posed for battle.

“Put the sword down, Thundercat. Or I will kill her, too.”

“Liono, don’t do it!”

“No, I won’t let you die too, Cheetara.” Liono holds the sword out by its tip. “Let her go, Tigrath.”

“The sword.”

“Hold her by a hair and I will throw you the sword.”

Tigrath lets go and Cheetara tries to run, stopped by a small fist full of hair.

Liono mumbles. “sword of omens,”

He tosses the sword and Tigrath half lets go, ripping Cheetara’s hair as she surges forward with godspeed.

Tigrath smiles wide as he prepares to catch the sword. It twirls, slow motion, in the air. And Liono yells.

“Return to my hand!” the sword stops in mid air, Tigrath’s eyes get wide, and the sword lunges back, into Liono’s hand.

“Your impudence will cost you all your souls” Tigrath hisses as he charges Liono, pulling his chain and twirling it around, then striking out.

It wraps around Liono’s feet, tripping him. The other cats back up and Liono holds Wily Kat back, “Only Liono and the sword of omens can stop this monster, child.”

Liono jumps to his feet and grabs the chain as it comes around again, twisting toward his back to bring the sword around in a backhand, slicing Tigrath’s mid section. Blood oozes and blue steam rises.

They fight a while, dramatic blows. Tigrath swings his chain. Liono raises his left arm and the chain wraps around the glove. He brings the sword down with his other arm and cuts the chain in half. Tigrath punches Liono, sending him back a few feet and drops the chain. He lunges at the fallen Liono. Liono raises his sword and it juts up through Tigrath’s liver. Tigrath screams and gets up.

“This can’t be… you will not defeat me, thundercat!” Tigrath turns and runs for his chariot. Liono drops the back of his head to the ground and moans.

“Liono!” Panthero shouts. Liono’s eyes get wide and he jumps and chases after Tigrath.

Tigrath makes it to his chariot and flies off. “No! You won’t get away demon!”

“Over here, thundercat!” Grot yells from over a loud noise. He flies in on Vulturion’s flying machine.

“Grot!” Liono shouts happily. He jumps up on the machine. Cheetara does as well. “Cheetara, I must do this myself!”

Snarl jumps in as well.

“I am getting my son back.” She points to the sky, the sun is setting. It is still raining.

“Very well.”

 

They fly to Tigrath’s pyramid. Following close behind. Tigrath jumps out and runs in.

Show from the sacrifice table where the baby cries. Tigrath stands, hands outstretched toward the door.

Liono bursts in and the devil dog of mum-ra leaps at him. Snarl jumps in the way, tackling the devil dog and begins to claw away.

“Your time has come demon.” Liono closes in, circling.

Tigrath yells and streams of black shoot out toward Liono. He dodges the first but lands in the middle of the second. It throws him against the wall and he drops the sword. Cheetara runs in and goes for her child. An odd shape of color moves across the wall, almost unnoticeable. Tigrath slaps Cheetara down. Knocking her out cold.

Liono groans. The sword a few feet away from him. Tigrath grabs a highly decorated dagger from next to the baby. He looks up to the ceiling, the moon can almost be seen in full through a circular hole. He begins to mumble, the light of the full moon runs across the table. Tigrath waits.

A yelp sounds as snarl comes up with a chunk of meat in his mouth. He spits it out and gives a sour face. The dog’s throat is gone. He is bloody beyond belief. Snarl grabs the sword and throws it to Liono. Then he runs and lunges at Tigrath. Managing to knock the blade out of his hands as the light touches the infants feet. But gets slapped to the ground and knocked out as well.

Liono raises, “Thunder, thunder, thunder, thundercats, Ho!” the blade extends to full length again.

Tigrath picks up the dagger and growls. It also grows to the length of a full blade. The moonlight is at the child’s knees.

Liono charges. And they engage in battle once again. Cheetara gets up and grabs her child. She kneels by Snarl and wakes him. “come on snarl.”

“Get out of here!” Liono yells, teeth gritted. “And take the body of the devil dog with you!”

They run, grabbing the dog’s lifeless body, out of the temple.

Finally, Liono slices three times and stabs. Once through the neck, through the chest, the stomach and puts the blade through Tigrath’s head. The demon yells as it dies and slides off of the blade. Blue mist erupts from the wounds and old, half-clotted blood clumps out. The mist whirls above the body, a face forming in the middle. “You… cannot kill… the undying…”

“No.” Liono says, his head low. He holds the sword in front of him, vertical. “Sword of Omens, take strength to seal this demon with its peers!” the red eye of Thundera flies out and covers the mist. Red light peering through the mist almost magically.

With a loud thud, the blue mist slams into the nearest statue and is absorbed. Liono takes a deep breath and walk over to the statue. “May there always be thundercats to stop you if you ever escape demon…” his head lowers and he yells and lifts the sword, then slams it into the base of the statue. The eye glows and red suddenly surrounds the statue, only to vanish instantly.

Liono turns, grabs Tigro’s mutilated and drags it out the door. He takes the cape off of Tigro and covers him with it. “It is over.” Liono puts his head on Tigro’s chest and cries.

The camera zooms out on the three and the pyramid begins to crumble under lightening strikes.

It flashes to over the battlefield where the fighters gather bodies and throw them into flames, and following the plume of smoke into the sky, it fades to the credits.

 

 

the end.

 

 

Reference to get battle scenes from: Brave Heart, Battle of Gettysburg, Excalibur, Mortal Kombat, Enter the Dragon and any other film with good battles.

 

 

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