The Deamon King Chapter 1: Prologue, a lion king fanfic

Here it is, the Prologue! This is my first attempt at a Disney re-write. I had gotten the idea from an author I admire, Wormtail96

So, thank you Mr. Wormtail for inspiring me. Oh, btw, I do not own the story the Lion King, that is copyright of Disney.

Anyway, Enjoy!

Prologue

The Circle Begins

The sun rose over the horizon lighting the plains of Africa.

Nants ingonyama bagithi baba

Sithi uhhmm ingonyama

Deamon Clans from all around were waking and blinking their eyes to it, from rhinos to the gazelle to the meerkats.

Nants ingonyama bagithi baba

Sithi uhhmm ingonyama

Ingonyama

The Vulture Clan walked from their nests and took flight into the sunlight, the Elephant Clan strode below them across the great mountain. The Flamingo Clan flew overhead as well, the Antelope Clan dashing across the foggy plains.

Siyo Nqoba

Ingonyama

Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

A mother Giraffe deamon and her young child strode over a hill into the sunlight, following the massive heard of deamons running over the plains.

From the day we arrive on the planet

And blinking, step into the sun

There's more to see than can ever be seen

More to do than can ever be done

The peacock clan dashed ahead out of the way of the Elephant clan that strode behind them carefully and slowly as was their way, rising dust from the ground.

There's far too much to take in here

More to find than can ever be found

The reflected sun in the pools of water rippled under the feet of the Zebra clan who lead the deamons behind them across the shallow river.

But the sun rolling high

Through the sapphire sky

Keeps great and small on the endless round

The deamon clans all headed over the grassy hills to a large stone structure that was known all around as Pride Rock.

It's the Circle of Life

A Tucan deamon flew overhead and landed on the edge of the stone structure that jutted out from the front, and bowed gracefully to Lion deamon who was standing there looking out at the arriving clans. His dark hair and skin glowed in the sun, and his red-brown eyes gleamed. At the tucan deamon's gesture he bowed his own head "Danu…" "King Inuyasha." (A/N: I know what you're thinking, but no =p) The male replied, his light brown, blue streaked hair blown back by the wind.

And it moves us all

Through despair and hope

Through faith and love

On the ground below the clans parted in a line to make way for female baboon deamon carrying a long staff, tied at the end with a couple of jangling fruits. She had white hair the bushed down a bit passed her shoulders, wore a grey shirt with white fur cuffs on each sleeve and a long grey skirt with intricate light blue designs. As she passed and nodded her head to each, the deamons all bowed in respect, for she was the shaman of all the Pride Lands and her name was Mariki.

Till we find our place

She climbed the steps gracefully up to where the tucan and lion deamon were and when she reached the top smiled warmly, her blue eyes dancing, and opened her arms out, walking forward and hugging the Inuyasha, who hugged her in return.

On the path unwinding

In the Circle

They then turned their heads and moved down the walkway to the entrance of a cave den where a lioness deamon sat, there other lion and lioness deamons behind her. Her skin was a shade lighter than the King's and her shoulder length hair was dark streaked with red and gold. But her red eyes glowed like fire with warmth and happiness.

The Circle of Life

The King wrapped an arm around her and nuzzled her head affectionately and they both looked down at the bundle in the woman's arms. It was a baby lion deamon, with dark skin, small black hair and red eyes, like his mother's. When the lioness deamon raised her arms to show him to Mariki the baby blinked and looked up at her curiously.

Mariki smiled warmly and raising her hands slightly, her staff held in her right hand, waved it around the baby, the fruit jibbling and clacking together, the baby reaching out a hand to try and grab one of them playfully.

She then took one of the fruits and with her hands spilt it open in two, taking some of it's juice and spreading it over the baby's forehead with her thumb. She then bent down and, taking a handful of sand, sprinkled it over the baby's forehead as well, making him sneeze, to which his mother and father chuckled and nuzzled each other again.

Mariki then took the baby from the lioness deamon and cradling it in her arms smiled at both parents and took the baby back up the walkway to the edge. Using both arms she reaised the bundled baby into the air above her head, presenting him to the watchers below, to which they all cheered.