If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed it. I kind of suspected it but I didn’t want to even think she would do that to me. I thought maybe I was just being overly jealous. Turns out my gut feeling was right. There she was with him. In the arms of the Creep. And she was wearing that Vampirela outfit I had bought her for her birthday. I could hear every word they were saying.
“Oh, Dray, I do hope you like your present.”
“It’s perfect. Now we can go make that home movie we talked about.”
“Oh no, deary. We can’t put the evidence on camera. That’s too risky!”
“Oh come on. If that furball hasn’t figured it out yet she’s never going to.”
“Don’t talk about her like that.”
“Where did you tell her you were going this time?”
“Oh the usual. To drop off a bounty, which is what I normally do.”
“And she believes that sh*t?”
“Of course! My Pretty P*ssy trusts me.”
“Ok, then let’s go. I want to put this new camera to good use.”
I watched from the shadows as they left. I slid down the wall to the ground and put my head in my hands. I was heartbroken. After all I’d done for her she does this to me. I wanted to get back at them right away, but revenge is a dish best served cold. I was going to play dumb until the time was right then strike when they least expected it. Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:29:22 pm
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(11/28/01 5:06 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
As I started returning home, a stray paper floated my way. I would've tossed it out of my path, but I noticed it was a copy of the Bedlama Star. Also, an article had caught my eye. Hmm...what in the galaxy? It seems Limbo is about to add another ally to its list. Thundera?! That's my home world, the one I left so long ago. I didn't want to think about the day it was conquered. But I've heard Thundera was free now and in the command of its rightful ruler, who's coming to Bedlama with a few escorts to discuss the treaty. Hmm, if Lady Lyna is anything like her father (Jaga bless him), she'll want to make sure nothing gets in the way of peace. The ThunderCats were nothing to fool around with, that's for certain. I know; I used to be one of them, until the coup.
On the other hand, Dragor would risk everything for a nice little score. Relations between Plunn-Dar and Thundera were still shaky since the ThunderCats regained control of their world. If Dragor's the loyal mutant patriot I believe him to be, he'll go after Lady Lyna. Perhaps I'll get my revenge sooner than I thought.
Edited by: Charra Loon at: 12/18/01 1:26:58 pm
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(11/28/01 7:45 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
(Echo)
I got home around 2 AM. To my surprise, Endora was still up.
"Puss Puss, why are you still up at this late hour?" She started waving some piece of paper in front of me. "What's this, love?" I took it from her and she pointed out a particular article. Queen Lyna was headed for Limbo? Hmmm, interesting. Whisper tapped my shoulder to regain my attention.
[I fixed you some soup. It's on the stove,] she signed.
"Oh, how sweet of you. What kind, deary?"
[Mushroom.]
"Sounds delicious. I'll fix me a nice glass of Sangria to go with it. Care to join me?" She shook her head.
[I already ate. I'm off to bed now. Good night.] She gave me a good night kiss before retiring for the night. I had a good four hours left to kill before changing to Vamp form. After eating I didn't have anything else to to do and I didn't feel like watching holovision. I decided to crawl into bed next to my lover to cuddle for a while. She made it clear that she wasn't in the mood. I thought that was odd. We hadn't gotten to spend much time together that day so I'd figured she'd want to cuddle a bit like she ususally does. Oh well, our eight year anniversary was coming up soon. We would definitely make time for each other then.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:40:44 pm
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(11/29/01 8:02 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
(Lyna)
We were heading for Limbo galaxy in a few minutes. I started to get nervous; I've never handled interplanetary relations before. Well, there was Plunn-Dar, but at least it was in the same galaxy. What if I screw up and start a war? No! I can't afford to fail this, not now! Thundera's just being rebuilt from the revolution, we need this treaty.
"Nervous?" a voice said. I turned around quickly, sword in hand, to the large black panther standing before me.
"Stalker!" I shout. "How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me like that?!"
"Sorry, Your Highness." he replies. "Old habits die hard."
"I'll say."
"You're worried about the treaty, aren't you?"
"Duh! Of course I am. I mean, we just freed Thundera from Gen-Ta. Jaga help us if I screw this up."
"You won't screw up, Lyna. If you can handle a demon priest and his undead army, you can handle this."
"I certainly hope so."
"It's not like you're going alone. Me, Kara, Weasel and the ThunderTwins are serving as escorts."
"And I am so grateful. I'll need all the moral support I can get."
"Besides, I've been meaning to look into this Intergalatic Rainbow Coaltition. Supposed to protect the rights of individuals of mixed species." About the only thing Stalker and I had in common was that we were both Thunderians of dual heritage. The difference? His second lineage was mutant. Mine was human.
"I think that's a good idea." I said. "Perhaps I'll look into that as soon as the treaty's signed." At that moment, Kara came to us.
"We're nearly ready." she said. "Better board the Feliner as soon as possible."
"All right." I reply. Stalker and I rushed off and boarded the Feliner. Weasel was waiting for us there.
"Yo, Lady!" he said. "Ready to make history?"
"Weasel, I'm nervous enough as it is."
"Okay..." Kara eventually joined us and sat next to Weasel. Hmm. A Thunderain and a mutant (in Weasel's case, Cyber-Mutant) together. Stalker was proof that such relations exist, but seeing it for myself was more convincing. At the pilot controls were the ThunderTwins, WilyKit and WilyKat.
"All right, people." Kit said. "Just a few standard procedures and we're off."
"Are you sure Tygris can handle things while you're away?" Kat asked me.
"I have complete faith in him." I answer, clutching the Sword of Omens at my side. "If there's something wrong at home, the sword will alert us."
"All right. Everything checks out." Kit said. "We're on our way." Limbo, here we come.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:41:33 pm
It was a pretty busy night at my hunting supplies store. Dad even stopped by. Trying to see if he could get a discount as usual.
"Dad, you're going to have to wait until the clearance sale like everyone else."
"Aww...but D-boy, it's not for me, it's for your Mum."
"Well, she needs to come buy it herself then. And I won't give her a discount either."
"Son, you are a hard business man."
"Damn straight, Dad."
Before Dad headed back out he picked up my copy of the Bedlama Star off the counter. Apparently something on the front page had caught his eye.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:43:22 pm
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(11/30/01 11:59 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
"Whatcha readin', Dad?"
"Did you know about this Damian?" He laid the paper on the counter and pointed to an article.
"Yeah, I read it. What about it?" A low growl rumbled from Dad's throat.
"Son, the last thing we need is that bunch of furballs coming to Limbo. It's bad enough your Mum is involved with one. The only thing good about her is her awsome hooters."
"Dad!"
"You know I'm right."
"Dad, Mama Kitty's done a lot for me. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have been able to open this store."
"Yeah, well I don't trust her. I mean now that Lady Lyna's coming here what's to keep her from getting all patriotic and stuff. That could mean trouble for us Mutants."
"Mama Kitty wouldn't do that, Dad."
"Oh yeah? We'll just have to see then. Until then, I suggest you and every other Mutant living in Limbo watch their back."
With that, Dad crumpled up the paper and tossed it in the trash. As he left I thought about what he said. I just couldn't see Mama Kitty turning on those she loves.
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(11/30/01 1:45 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
The Ducal Palace, Huntington, New Eden
I was standing by the office window, looking out over the courtyard below. My mind was elsewhere at the moment, so my visitor had to clear his throat to get my attention.
"Hmm?" I turned around at the sound and came to attention when I saw who it was. "Oh, My lord. I didn't realize you were coming. I would have had a reception waiting for you." I came around the other side of the desk and bowed before the man.
Laughing, he waved a hand to dismiss things. "Honestly Zan, if I wanted a big to-do about us coming here I would have told the PR people. Mind?" he asked indicating a chair in front of the desk.
"By all means" I replied, perching on the edge of the desk. "So what favors are you going to ask of me Stefen? And where's the rest of the group?"
"Well, Kat and Stef managed to corner your friend and, I believe, are grilling her about her life as a SilverHawk."
I winced slightly. Emily was healing finally, but there were still things too tender to deal with at the moment. I just hope the kids don't ask the wrong thing of her. He saw me wince and just smiled.
"They know not to pry into anything sensitive, like why she's here and not back in Limbo working. Marcus is down at the stables looking over your newest foals. I think he's got an eye on one from your Black-Heart Stallions line. And Makala is.." the door opened behind him.
"I'm right here Dad, Aunt Zan." Said the young lady as she entered.
"Kala, it's good to see you again. How's things going?" I ask standing and giving her a hug when she was close.
"Great! Schools a bit slow, but other then that, everything's great. Teka had her kittens last week. Four, can you believe it?" She said with a grin as she sat down in the chair next to her father.
"That's good to hear. I may ask for one once it's old enough to be on it's own." I replied. "Now, can we get down to business? I know the pair of you are going to ask me something so are in the process of softening me up." I said with a chuckle.
"Aww, Aunt Zan, how could you say that?" Makala asked with a gleam in her eye.
"Because I know you. And you know that unless it is something I am completely uncomfortable with, I won't refuse you." I State.
Stefan just laughed at the mock pouting look on his daughters face. "She has us there. Alright, here's the question. Will you represent New Eden at the Peace Treaty Conference in Limbo? Marcus will be there also. There's a chance that New Eden will be offered the Peace Treaty also."
I was dumb founded to say the least. I know I had been out of touch with things the last month or two, but this was a bit much. "That will mean I have to go in full regalia doesn't it?"
"Afraid so. With all the bells, whistles, and pretty baubles we've given you over time." He said.
"I don't know…."
"Please Aunt Zan?"
Damn, she was just like her mother when she asked that way. With a sigh, I stood and paced the room a few before sitting down in my chair behind the desk. "Anything I should be looking for if a treaty is offered?"
"We have a list already prepared, and the Queen Katrina is being prepped for the trip as we speak."
I gave him a look. "You were sure of yourselves weren't you?"
They both just smiled at me. "Besides, I think your Sister is ready to return home." Commented Stefan.
He was right. Emily had been wanting to return home now for the last week or so. She hadn't said anything, but she didn't need to. I just knew.
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(11/30/01 7:20 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
I read the paper again and again. Those ThunderCats were coming to Limbo?! Damn it, they couldn't have come at a worse time. Tomorrow, I bring Pterra in for a special operation that will remove her implants and make her a normal mutant again. Ever since the final battle on Thundera, we've suffered greatly. Well, all of us except for that teddy bear Ursor. Cowardly bastard managed to run before Gen-Ta's base fully exploded. I still remember Pterra calling for help because she couldn't fly away due to the injury she received from their half-breed leader. I tried to help her, but I got knocked away, and the three of us suffered. Four if you count that traitor Weasel. Mammoth was dead, for one thing. Not that I miss the dumb brute. Pterra got knocked into a coma and put in cryogenic suspension. Took me forever to steal her out of Cats' Lair. Weasel and me, well...let's just say the operation Pterra's going for won't help us. The bloody blast completely fried our implants directly into our nervous systems. Any attempt to remove them will have...fatal results. I was surprised at Weasel's result because he was closer to the explosion than I was. Then again, his implants weren't as extensive as the rest of us. Probably because he did his own work, which is my fault. I launched the poisoned dart that caused him to go for the implants in the first place. Then again, if he hadn't gotten in the way of that femme brute I was aiming for, he wouldn't have gotten hurt. But if Ursor hadn't destroyed the only cure for that poison...so many possibilities, so little time. I just have to hope the ThunderCats don't suspect anything until the operation's complete. It took all of my hacking skills (and the occasional breaking and entering) to acquire enough currency for the operation and settle comfortably in a distant colony. I would've settled here with Pterra except for one thing.
A few months after my arrival, I learned Dragor was here. Lousy saurian pervert. He's the reason why Pterra's the way she is. If he hadn't hurt her, I would've never brought her to that orphanage, she never would've met Ursor, never would've gotten those implants and never got into this mess in the first place! I left my cave to collect my thoughts when I ran into a small orc-like being.
"Hello, Rakuna." he said. "It's been a long time."
What in the name of Ratilla? I examined the being. "Mack?" I asked. "Mack, old bean, is that you?"
"It's me, kid."
"I thought you were dead! When the authorities came--"
"No, no. I'm only dead if I return to Plunn-Dar. I've been in this galaxy for years."
"But...how did you find me?"
"I noticed a few...unknown withdrawals on Dolar. Knew it was your old style and tracked down whatever trail you left. I know I taught you better than that."
"I went into random accounts so no one would notice."
"Good job, kid. So, what brings you to Limbo? I heard you've been in some trouble."
"Mack, you have no idea." I explained what happened since he left. He listened to every word I said. Good ol' Mack. Raised me on Plunn-Dar, he did. Along with several other illegits, which was against the law. Illegits were normally criminals on the streets, and those were the lucky ones. Don't ask about the ones 'being helped by the good Plunn-Darian government'.
"So," Mack said. "Your friend's in trouble again. This time it's serious."
"That's about it. Mack, I need this operation for her. It's the only way she'll wake up. But then I read the paper about the treaty."
"Don't worry about the ThunderCats, Rakuna. They may be pains in the butts, but they have their Code."
"I know, Mack, but then I learned Dragor was here and--"
"Dragor? You know him?"
"He's the bloody bastard I told you about when I first brought Pterra." I notced Mack had a worried expression on his face.
"I'll take care of Dragor," he said. "You just look after your friend."
"You've seen him?"
"Long story, no time to tell it. Let's just say you weren't the only one to get into trouble around here."
"Mack, I know it's been a while, but you won't tell anyone about..."
"As far as I'm concerned, I haven't seen you." Mack gave me a reassuring smile, then left. Good ol' Mack. Always there for you to the end. That's what I liked about him.
Edited by: Charra Loon at: 7/13/02 8:21:38 pm
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(11/30/01 7:29 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
I left Rakuna's cave quickly, mainly so Mon*Star doesn't sent a Sky Shadow after me. Poor kid's been in enough trouble without mine adding to the mix. I had to admit, I was surprised that the ThunderCats were coming to Limbo, and even more surprised that Rakuna's been here for a while. I know he'll do anything to help his friend. Ever since my exile, I've worried about my wards on Plunn-Dar, especially him and one other orphan. As I drove the Zoomer into Legitimate Space, I noticed a flashing purple object coming my way. Damnit, it's Dragor on that blasted Nebula Burner of his.
"Yo, comrade!" he calls as he pulls over. "You hear about the 'Cats coming to town?"
"Who hasn't?" I reply. Unlike most mutants, I don't mind Thunderians, not even ThunderCats. But I was smart to keep it to myself. "You going to try anything on their females, flame breath?"
"I might, especially that half-breed Queen of thiers."
"I thought you weren't prejudiced. It was supposed to limit your creativity."
"Who said I was prejudiced on Thunderians? It's the ThunderCats I can't stand. Doesn't stop me from tasting, though. Care to join me?"
"You know my answer, Dragor."
"Aw...still too wimpy to cop a feel? You're no fun, Hardware. Never was, never will be."
"If having fun means submitting to your level of sanity, then I'll be serious."
Preparing for my revenge was turning out to be a little difficult. I didn't know much about Saurians. I did know that it's near impossible to wound them. Liza had told me someone had actually managed to burn Dragor but he wouldn't tell her who. So far I didn't know of any weaknesses so I decided to do a little research on Saurian anatomy. During the daylight hours Eliza is pretty much knocked out. I used that time to do my research undisturbed. It seemed like hours before I finally made a breakthrough. Turns out Saurians have a small weak spot between their wings and only when they are unfurled. Looks like I'll be putting my snipers skills to good use...but the timing had to be just right.
Before heading out to the shooting range, I got a prompt that I had a personal COM message. It was from Zan. She was back in town. I asked her how Emily was doing. I felt really bad about what that monster did to her. Besides, Zan is a friend of mine and I didn't like anyone hurting someone close to her. But I wasn't worried. Dragor was going to get his soon. I was going make sure of it.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:48:25 pm
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(11/30/01 11:16 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
When we had arrived in Limbo I had contacted Whisper and let her know we were back. She had asked how Emily was doing. I told her that there were still wounds that needed healing but other wise she was doing a lot better then she had been when we left.
Standing in front of the mirror, I kept adjusting and readjusting the sash I was wearing. With a frown and a heaved sigh I threw my hands up. "I give up on this thing. Don't know why I have to wear it in the first place. Not like anyone will know the meaning to half of what I've got already."
Laughter from the woman stretched out on the bed greeted my words. "You just hate being the center of attention." She said.
"Damn straight I hate it." I mutter as I turn about. "You Emily, are getting out of this easy, you know that?"
"Yep. I do." She replied.
"Grrrr" was the only sound I made as I stalked over and grabbed one of the pillows and swatted her with it.
She fended it off with a hand, still laughing. "Come on, you look great."
"If you say so." I went back to the mirror and looked at my reflection. I was dressed in the official colors of my Fiefdom. Deep burgundy long sleeved shirt with a high collar and hunter green leather pants. I had knee high black riding boots with silver work on also. Crossing over from my right shoulder to my left hip was a silver-blue and white sash that said I was in the service of the Royal Family. "I still hate having to dress up for occasions. But at least I'm wearing a 'Working' outfit. Not one of the dresses." Dangling from a ribbon about my neck was the Star Cross of New Eden. It was the highest award there was and I was one of seven people to have been awarded with it. And that meant that I had to wear it whenever I was being official. To top off the outfit, was a floor length gray cape with my Ducal seal emblazoned on the back.
"True." She smiled remembering some of the grand balls we attended during our stay.
"Hey, any time you wish to return, we can. And if you want to retire out and make New Eden your home, I'll stand by your side all the way."
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(12/1/01 1:30 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
Emily regarded Zan's last statement carefully, and shook her head. "I'm still a Hawk, and I think I will be more many years yet. But when that time comes, I'll definately consider New Eden for my retirement. It's appropriately named."
she smiled, and regarded Phantom's outfit for another moment, then gracefully got up, went over to Phantom, and twitched the sash into proper position for her.
Emilt was aslo dressed in hunter green and burgundy, as a member of Zan's household. Slight flashes of silver showed in embroidered holes in her tailored outfit. Very few here would know that those holes were over Emily's internal lasers. Her red gold hair was loose, flowing down to the middle of her back; she hadn't cut it since that first trip to Zan's place. The only noticeable weapon she wore was a small, heavily ornamented knife. most would have thought it decorative, or perhaps an eating knife, but Emily knew better, so did Zan. With Zan bieng official, she could not carry noticeable weaponry, although Emily knew of a few secret items. so Emily would be bodyguard, goodness knows she was equipped for it. No one would gainsay her right to protect Zan, either.
"There," she said, grinning, "you're all pretty now. Ready to go?"
Mikel30 Registered User
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(12/2/01 6:38 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
(Echo)
One night, after dropping off a bounty, I managed to slip away to go see Dray. He didn't seem to be in a good mood and he seemed distracted.
"What's the matter, lover?" I laid my head on his chest and kissed his shoulder.
"Ah, nothin'." He started to cough to the point I thought he might be choking.
"Dray, are you all right?"
"I'm fine. Thought I had a furball." I popped him on his nose.
"That's not funny, Dray. I'm assuming you know about the ThunderCats coming to Limbo to discuss that treaty."
"Of course."
"You don't plan to do anything horrid, do you? You're in enough trouble already because of what you did to that SilverHawk. I think you take a lot of risks going within the Limit."
"You worry too much, baby. You've been that way ever since D-boy was born."
"I have every reason to worry..."
"Don't worry about me, Liza. I can take care of myself...and you. Now go get me a , woman!"
I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes. Dray can be so silly at times. Usually at the wrong ones.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:54:54 pm
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(12/3/01 4:38 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
Well, so far so good. We made it to Limbo space without a scratch. I think this treaty's about the easiest thing I'm ever going to do. To think I was getting worried. I looked at Kara, who was on her laptop as usual.
"What the--" she starts.
"What is it?" I ask. She showed us a message she just received. "'Beware the Saurian Cassanova'?" I read. "What does that mean?"
"I've heard of him." Stalker said. "He's supposed to be some kind of serial rapist. Real notorious for the worst sex crimes in this galaxy."
"Is this some sort of trick of his?"
"No. I seriously doubt that's his style. He usually strikes hard and fast. No warning."
"Kara, can you trace that message?"
"I'm trying, Lyna." she replies. "Blast it! I can't get it. Whoever sent that message is either real good or someplace distant and full of interference."
"I'm going with the latter." Weasel comments. "No one's as good with this stuff as you, Kara. 'Cept me, that is."
"Watch it, Weasel..." She gives off a mock glare. As the couple exchanged some playful insults, the sword began to glow.
"Heads up, 'Cats!" I call. "We got trouble!" I lift the sword to my vision. "Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight." I saw a small group planning to head towards us. One of them--the leader, I believe--was riding some armored squid. They were a good distance from us, so I figured we had the advantage. "Get ready for a rumble, people." I said as I lower the sword from my face. "We're about to have company."
I hoped that Lady Lyna had gotten my message about Dragor in time. In the meantime, I had been trailing him. Yesman had told me that the Mob planned on attacking the ThunderCat flag ship. Well, someone had to put a monkey wrench in their plans. I sure hoped they would enjoy the space mines I put in their path. I quickly typed up an emergency transmission to the ThunderCat ship.
[Warning! Mines ahead! Reverse thrust and reroute course through sector 7!] I included the ThunderCats insignia in my message. It was obvious that they had received my message because they followed my instructions. At the same time, the Mob ran right into the space mines., which appeared to be harmless rock fragments to the naked eye. In the midst of the confusion, I took a shot at Dragor. Damn! He turned just as I had made the shot and it hit his arm instead! I hid behind the outcropping to avoid being seen. My mines had slowed the Mob down, but they didn't stop them. They continued their assault on the ThunderCats. I prayed to Jaga that I had given my countrymen a chance to prepare thier defense.
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(12/4/01 6:46 pm)
Re: A Woman Scorned
"Oh, man!" Weasel cried. "What are we going to do?"
"Calm down." I reply. "Kit, Kat, send a distress call on all frequencies."
"And them?" Stalker asked, refering to our pursuers.
"Those mines bought us some time. If I could just get a shot with the sword--"
"Lyna, you can't! You're the last of the Royal Family! Jaga help us all if you're lost!"
"That didn't stop me in the final battle against Gen-Ta, and it won't stop me now."
"Lyna, don't. Please, I'm begging you."
"I think I just spotted the Saurian Cassanova." Kara said. We looked at the viewscreen which showed a large purple dragon-like being. Weasel started to get nervous.
"It can't be." he simply whispered.
"Weasel, what is it?" I asked. No response. "Weasel, answer me!"
"I...I know him. From Plunn-Dar."
"You know the Saurian Cassanova?" Stalker asked.
"His real name's Dragor Wyvern. Met him once, a long time ago. It's a long story, no time to tell it!"
"Got that right." I commented. A fireball barely missed us. "What was that?!"
"Dragons! Once they have an adequate fill of limestone in their diet, they can launch fireballs for quite sometime."
"Charming." Just when I thought things were getting easier.
Edited by: Charra Loon at: 7/13/02 8:26:12 pm
Re: A Woman Scorned
Emily had just finished straightening my sash when the com chimed. It was Captain Val' Kirin. "Your Grace, we've just received a wide range distress call. It originates from the Thunderian Ship. Shall we respond?"
Since I was technically in charge of this mission it was my call.
"Affirmative. I'll be on the bridge in minute." I looked at Emily then sighed. "Just like old times it seems" With that I was out the door and rushing down the corridor to the Bridge lift.
The Battle sirens were wailing away, pilots were scrambling for their ships. By the time I reached the bridge, all were ready to launch. The Captain turned to nod to me as I took my seat above and behind him.
I settled myself in the chair. "Cut the alarms Please Captain and give me a hailing frequency."
The orders were passed and the alarms silenced. I pressed a button on the arm of my chair and the repeater displays swung up into position. I hit the com and the screen came to life.
"Thunderian Ship, this is Duchess Vernadeua of the New Eden Battle Cruiser Queen Katrina. We are responding to your call. Fighter Squadrons are being launched at this time to aid you. Over and Out." I cut the com then. Looking at the Captain, I nodded. "The Bridge is yours Captain. Keep our boys and girls safe and bring them back."
"Aye your Grace." He turned around to the bridge crew. "You heard her, lets get it on!"
I glanced up at Heart, who was standing to the side of my chair. She gave me a confident smile and patted my shoulder. I reached up and covered her hand with mine, accepting that confidence. Then I turned to face the screens and all the Status reports that were being relayed in from the pilots. And I silently prayed all would return safe.
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(12/5/01 1:31 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
Heart's mind raced, considering possibilities, and filing the mor likely ones away to consider appropriate actions. She smiled wryly to herself. Guess she really was still a Silverhawk, despite the traumas of the past several months. She felt more alive now than she had for many days. She elaned over to Phantom. "If it looks like it will do any good, let me armor up and play bait. It'll get their attention long enough for the Captain to take action, and you know how fast I can fly" She grinned.
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(12/7/01 12:00 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
Chuckling at her eagerness. "I know. But would you be disappointed by much if I asked you to stay here? No one knows your returning. I'd like to keep at least a few secrets to spring on people. Besides if you did that, that would mean you got away with getting out of the outfit while I'm still stuck in mine."
What's this? Somone had come to help the ThunderCats! But I didn't recognize the ships. The Mob was obviously outnumbered and out gunned by the newcomers. For a while the Mob made a sorry attempt to battle them, but they ended up turning tail and heading back to Brim*Star. Oh well. I'll just have to take Dragor out another day. In the meantime I sent a message asking for permission to come aboard the ThunderCat's ship.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/30/02 2:59:02 pm
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(12/8/01 8:15 am)
Re: A Woman Scorned
Another message from our mysterious savior. Permission to board the ship, huh? Well...I had some good feelings about this one. There were even coordinates when we can find whoever's been helping us. I had the Twins bring us to a nearby asteriod, where we saw our potential friend. What in the name of Jaga...
"Endora?" I said. She simply bowed before me, rose and then nodded.
[You've grown into quite a young woman, Your Highness.] she signed. [It truly has been a long time.] Oh, that's right. Endora was mute from a surgery years ago. Kara and the Twins were just as shocked as I was. Weasel and Stalker didn't have a clue.
"Eh, not to be nosey or anything," Weasel began. "But you know this chick?"
"Her name is Endora." I explained. "She's one of us."
"A ThunderCat?" Stalker pondered. "I thought Gen-Ta destroyed them all."
"So did I." Kara replied.
[Gen-Ta thought I could be a potential convert.] Endora explained. [He offered to restore my voice to me if I joined him. I refused, and he made me watch all of the others killed. But he spared my life, because he thought...I was pretty, and he made me his personal slave.]
"By Jaga..." Kara whispered.
"You knew?" I asked her.
"Linxanna told me Endora was enslaved with the other Thunderians, but she left out a few...details. She said that Endora had been killed in defying Gen-Ta."
[I managed to escape.] she explained. [It was very difficult, but somehow, I was able to leave Thundera. I made my way towards this galaxy, where I stayed hidden.]
"But the revolution..." I started.
[I thought it was a trick of Gen-Ta's to lure me back to Thundera. Plus, I was ashamed of what he did to me. I couldn't put that on the ThunderCat name.]
"And when you learned it was true?"
[I still couldn't muster the courage to face you or the other ThunderCats. I thought it was best that I denounced my title and remained in Limbo.]
"You shouldn't be ashamed of something that isn't your fault, Endora. No one would blame you for what happened."
[Our Code calls for Truth, Justice, Honor and Loyalty. I showed none of these during the conquest. I am a failure.]
"It was you, wasn't it? Who sent those messages about those pursuers."
[Yes, Your Highness.]
"We got your message about Dragor."
[He's the one to really look out for. He's defiled many a body. One of his victims was also killed.]
"Sounds like it's personal."
[He's hurt someone very close to me. When I heard that the Mob was going to attack you, I tried to take him out.]
"So that was the infamous Mob of Limbo. Hmm, didn't look like much."
[Don't underestimate them. They're not Gen-Ta, but they can do serious damage.]
"There's so much I want to know about your life here. Will you join us?"
[I would be honored, Lady Lyna.] As Endora boarded the ship, Stalker gave me a strange look. Seems he still doesn't understand what's going on.
"Endora used to take care of me and other children back on Thundera." I explained. "Saved Snarf quite a lot of headaches."
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