ThunderCats

Thunder, thunder, thunder. Thundercats, ho!

Ah!

It's finished, Jaga.

Yes, any moment now, Panthro.

- Shall I awaken Lion-0? - No.

Why upset the child needlessly, Tygra?

Wake him. If he is to rule, he must learn to take the bad with the good.

- Lion-O. - What--? Oh, Cheetara.

I am sorry to wake you, but Jaga bids me bring you to him.

Sure. Okay.

Hey. where are you going? Lion-O needs his sleep.

He will have ample opportunity for sleep on this voyage.

But now it is important that he join Jaga on the flight deck.

Nothing is more important than a young boy's rest.

Aw, let up, Snarf, huh? I'm practically grown up.

You really are turning into an old nanny, Snarf.

Easy for you to say.

You're not responsible for Lion-O's welfare. Snarf is.

Just let the boy come down with a fever or the pip or something...

...and who gets the blame? Poor old Snarf, that's who. Snarf, snarf.

-What's up, Jaga? -Come closer, Lion-0.

Watch the telescreen.

Watch what, Jaga? That planet? What's happening to it?

- What was that? - That was Thundera, Lion-0...

...the planet we called home.

Thundera? But--

Yes, Lion-O, Thundera is gone.

But the Code of Thundera will live as long as you.

As lord of the Thundercats, carry it in your heart.

It will be your sacred duty to rule...

...according to that code in our new home...

...wherever that that will be. Justice, truth, honor, loyalty.

I will, Jaga. I swear it. I mean, I'll try.

Yes, I know.

It is an enormous responsibility for one who is not yet a man.

But you are not alone, Lion-0.

The nobles gathered here, Panthro, Cheetara, Tygra...

...even Wilykat and Wilykit, will be teaching the skills you need...

...to rule wisely and well.

No mention of old Snarf, I notice.

Go ahead, just take all the glory and leave it to Snarf to clean up after you.

I don't mind.

There is something else you must see, Lion-0...

...the most important part of your heritage.

This is the mystic Sword of Omens...

...and the source of our powers, the Eye of Thundera.

- Jaga, the sword is alive. - Yes.

But there are holes in the hilt, Jaga, and I don't see any eye.

The eye sleeps until needed, Lion-0.

And these are not merely holes you see in the hilt.

Looking through those magic apertures will give you sight beyond sight.

But if I do need the eye, how can I wake it up and let it know?

There will be no need. The eye will know it is needed before you do.

I-- I can't lift it, Jaga.

No, you have not the strength yet, but--

Snarf, would you ask the other Thundercats to join us?

-But I want to hear what-- -It's important, Snarf.

Okay.

But it will not be long before the sword feels natural in your hand.

- You wish to see us, Jaga? - Yes.

You will all have to learn new ways as well.

On our own planet, you needed no protective clothing or special weaponry.

And the Eye of Thundera rested peacefully...

...in the mystic Sword of Omens...

...guarded and known only to me.

We don't know what awaits the Thundercats in our new home.

But these raiments and weapons will help protect you.

Cheetara.

Tygra.

Panthro.

Jaga, we're being attacked.

Lion-O, remain in the sword chamber.

No. If there's to be fighting, then I should--

Please do not argue. Snarf, look after him.

Yep, you bet, Jaga. Snarf will keep Lion-O safe. Don't worry.

Aw, I don't wanna be safe. Safe is boring.

-Have you identified the enemy? -Yes. They're from the planet Plun-Darr.

Mutants. Always those blasted mutants.

-A direct hit, Slithe. -Superb.

We just lost one, Jaga.

Flagship to convoy. Assume defensive formation.

We're losing them, Jaga. We're losing all our ships.

Except for ours. We haven't taken a single hit.

No. They know that the flagship would be carrying the Eye of Thundera.

-They won't risk losing it. -Then--

Yes. We can expect visitors any moment.

-What's that? -Grappling rays.

Easy, Lion-O. Easy.

Old Snarf won't let anyone harm you. You just bet I won't.

I'm not afraid.

- We've been breeched. - Stand by to repel boarders.

Right in front of you, Tygra.

- Where did he go? - Now you don't see me.

Now you do.

If you guys were as mean as you are ugly...

...then maybe you'd be trouble.

Nothing back there. Any luck at your end, Slithe?

No. What's in there?

It would help if I knew what the Eye of Thundera looks like.

-Have you ever seen it? -Yes. Yes.

And there it is, imbedded in the hilt of the Sword of Omens.

You'd better get right out of here, or you'll have Snarf the Fierce to deal with.

And what manner of laughable creature is this?

Think I'm funny, do you?

Snarf, no.

Where are they? Let me at them. Snarf, snarf.

Now, boy, give me the sword.

You shall not have it while I live.

The cub threatens us?

He can hardly hold onto that sword, much less lift it.

What's happening?

Back! Get back.

Back to the ship, and move it!

Snarf? Are you all right?

Aw, come on, Snarf, say something.

Snarf.

Good old Snarf. Why did you wanna scare me like that?

How many of them did I get?

Lion-O, you're not hurt.

Nah. Snarf took a few lumps, but I managed to hold them off.

You did it with the sword?

Well, the sword kind of did it for me.

I see.