I had never thought I'd ever write a Lion King fanfiction, but after watching an amazing video on youtube, a lion king crossover, I was inspired to write this. The video had Scar and Zira singing "Lions Over All" together, with Mufasa joining towards the end. The song is originally from The Lion Guard, but I love how this video told a whole new story with Scar and Zira! So, I have to give credit to Pigeonomoutr, the creator of the video, for inspiring me to write this story. I highly recommend watching the video, titled: Lions Over All Scar and Zira [ft Mufasa] Lion King Crossover.

Please enjoy this story!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Lion King, The Lion Guard, or any of its characters.


Zira pulled the mouse out of its hiding hole for the third time, holding it in her paw. It quivered in fear, and she set the mouse back down, allowing it to jump away before she slammed a paw down on its tail, keeping it from getting any further away. The mouse clawed at the dirt, trying to pull free from the young cub's grasp. Zira let up, and the mouse shot back into its hiding hole, though there was no escape from within it. Zira reached a paw down again to grab the mouse.

"What are you doing?" a deep voice asked from behind her.

She spun around to see the great king, Mufasa, pause behind her, giving a curious tilt of his head.

"Just playing," Zira stated, sitting down once more and looking at the hole where the mouse resided.

"Do you plan on eating the mouse?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

"It's not very fair for the mouse, then, is it?" Mufasa gave Zira a small smile. "You should show respect to the mouse for his role in the Circle of Life. Let him go and find another cub to play with instead. My son was just around, perhaps you could find him."

"Umm, no thanks, sir."

"Sarafina is watching over you, today, isn't she? You could practice your hunting with her and her daughter."

"No, thanks," Zira said, standing up and walking away from the king. "I think I'll go for a walk."

As Zira descended down Pride Rock, Mufasa called to her.

"Be back before dark and stay in the Pride Lands."

"Okay, okay," Zira called back, not bothering to turn around.

Mufasa sighed but continued on his patrol.

It hadn't been long since Zira had been found by the queen, Sarabi, herself, abandoned by her own, rogue parents in the Pride Lands. That had been about two weeks back, yet Zira still struggled to see where she fit in with this group of lions and lionesses. She had already met most of the other cubs her age, including the young prince, but she wasn't much of the playing type. Every member of the pride played a part in raising, caring for, and protecting her, as they did for all the cubs. Even the king tried to imprint his ideals of the Circle of Life on her. She spent most of her time alone, though during the cold nights she would find herself curled up next to Sarafina and her daughter, Nala.

Regardless, the only reason she stayed at Pride Rock was for the protection and meals the pride offered. And she would need someone to teach her to hunt. However, she craved to understand her purpose in the Circle of Life – as Mufasa was always talking about. She wanted to be more than just the lonely orphan she was.

Zira was pulled out of her thoughts when several antelope stampeded past her. Hooves landed close to Zira's own paws, and she scrambled back to avoid being stepped on. Her back paws slipped, and she tumbled down the side of a steep slope, grunting as she rolled to a stop near the skull of an elephant. She gasped and backed away from it, jumping when a geyser exploded nearby.

"Where am I?" Zira asked aloud, looking around the dry wasteland.

"You're out of your boundaries, kitty," a voice echoed from behind the skull, laughter following.

Zira gasped as five hyenas circled around the skull, stalking towards her.

"Looks like lunch just rolled in, fellas" another hyena said.

"I like home food delivery," another added. "Fast and fresh."

Pulling out of her stupor, Zira tried to climb back up the steep, sliding back down with each try. A hyena lunged forward, and she ducked, barely missing the canines of the larger animal. She darted under the hyena and ran, the five creatures quickly chasing her. Geysers continued exploding around her, forcing her to dodge left and right to avoid them.

"Ahh!" Zira screamed as the ground collapsed under her. She didn't fall far, just below the surface of the dried land. A hyena reached down the hole where she fell with a paw, snarling. Zira began crawling away, following a crack in the surface above her. Thundering feet of the hyenas caused dirt to crumble around her. She coughed. There had to be an escape out of here.

The crack began widening as the hyenas dug away at it. When one section was wide enough, a hyena slipped its jaws through and bit her ear. Zira yelped at the sharp pain she felt, rolling on her back and swatting at the hyena, scratching it across the nose. The hyena pulled away from the sharp claws, snarling angrily.

While the hyena recovered, Zira climbed out of the underground tunnel, briefly holding a paw to her bloody ear. She leaped forward, the five hyenas at her tail. She panted heavily, her eyes scanning the area for an escape, her heart racing in her chest.

Just ahead of her was another lion, an adult male, walking away from the graveyard. She changed her direction towards him, risking the hyenas gaining distance. That male lion was her best chance at losing the hyenas and getting out of the graveyard alive.

"Help me, mister!" Zira called to him as she caught up, running to stand in front of him, looking back at the hyenas. "Please!"

The dark colored lion looked back at the approaching hyenas, who were slowing their chase but not stopping, then looked down at the cub.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't let them eat you," the lion said.

Zira stared up shocked at the lion, noticing a scar over his left eye.

"You wouldn't let them kill another lion!" Zira tried to reason.

"I wouldn't be so sure."

Zira's breath caught in her throat and she took a hesitant step away as the hyenas neared, stopping just a few feet away. The larger lion turned to face them, sitting down.

"Hey, Scar," one of the hyenas said, taking a step forward. "That cub is on our land. We have every right to it."

"So, it seems," the lion, Scar, said. "I'm certainly not stopping your hunt."

The hyenas laughed gleefully as they took a step closer. Zira gasped and backed away.

"I will say," Scar interrupted, holding up a paw, stopping the hyenas in their tracks, "that, technically, the Pride Lands boundaries end right here."

Scar used a claw to draw a line in the dirt between himself and the hyenas, who stared down at it with confused looks.

"If you want the little lioness, you'll have to cross that line, as of which you'll be attacking a cub in the Pride Lands and then Mufasa will have to get involved. But as I said, I'm certainly not stopping your hunt."

Scar stood and began on his way once more. Zira watched the hyenas closely, too afraid to move. They sniffed at the line, growled, then turned away, grumbling about the unfairness of it all. Zira breathed a sigh of relief, her head dropping and her eyes closing. She touched a paw to her ear, noting that it had stopped bleeding, but there was a good chunk missing, leaving a permanent notch. She turned her attention to the retreating lion.

"Hey, wait!" Zira called to him, leaping after him. "Scar, is it? Thank you for saving me."

"If that's what you want to call it," Scar said dully. "Run along now, back to Pride Rock. You obviously don't belong out here."

"I didn't mean to come here. And besides, who says I don't belong here? It's not like I was born a Pride Lander or anything. My parents were rogues. I could belong wherever I choose."

"If that's how you feel, then you should have shown those hyenas that you are their superior," Scar gave the lioness a wry smile as he walked on through the Pride Land's pastures, heading back to his cave that was close to Pride Rock. "Then surely they would have seen that you own that territory they foolishly claim as theirs."

"I could do that?"

"Any lion could, it's what lions do. It is our purpose in the Circle of Life. It can be your purpose. What you were born to do."

"My purpose?" Zira felt a bit of hope rise in her chest. She could be more than the lonely, abandoned orphan that she was. She knew she had more worth. "I could be a ruler? I could be . . . queen?"

"Now, don't get your hopes up," Scar said. They arrived at his cave, and he laid down in front of it, Zira sitting in front of him. "In the Pride Lands, only successors are kings and queens, and if you had any chance, you'd have to betrothed to the next one in line. It is tradition, the law of the Pride."

"It's a stupid law," Zira said, her hope deflating, her ears dropping.

"Yes, it is. But it could be changed. I'd be willing to change it."

Zira felt a smile take over her face. "Really? Could you?"

"I would, if only I were king. Then, I would give . . . deserving, loyal lionesses a chance at ruling the Pride Lands. If only such loyalty existed . . ."

"I would be loyal."

"Oh, you are too sweet. But I don't have any chance of becoming king. Not even to rule just a section of the Pride Lands."

"That doesn't seem fair. You're the King's brother, right?"

"I am. But do you think he'd share the throne? Would anyone? No, I would need the throne to myself. And maybe one day, you could be a queen. As lions, we are meant to rule over all the other imbecile creatures."

"I would love that. But . . . Mufasa said that we have to respect the other animals, for we are all one in the Circle of Life."

"Yes, well, sometimes, even kings can be wrong."

"Really?" Zira tilted her head, frowning.

Scar sat up, reaching into a hole to grab a mouse as he began to sing, keeping the mouse in his grasp:

"There is no greater power than to rule over the land.

We both have it inside us. It's here where we stand.

My friend, you know it's true, look close and you will find,

Ruling every animal is destiny for our kind."

After a little torment, Scar allowed the mouse to escape his grasp as he walked to the side of his cave, raising a paw and dragging his claws along the rock as he sang:

"So, if we join together, we will never fall.

Lions must rule forever," Scar turned and wrapped a paw around Zira, pulling her close, "Lions over all." Zira offered a smile at the idea Scar was feeding her. Scar walked off and continued to sing:

"Lions over all, no animal is more grand.

Lions over all," Scar leaped back over to Zira, ruffling her head as she joined him, singing: "it's why we rule the land." Scar continued:

"We crush any resistance, so enemies keep their distance.

Lions," Zira joined once more, together singing: "lions over all."

Mufasa had observed Scar's interaction with Zira, and he did not like what he heard. He had planned to stop by and have a word with his brother on keeping track of the hyenas whereabouts, but hearing this sent shivers down his spine. His brother was distorting the ideals of the Circle of Life. That lion would lead the little cub down the wrong path, and he had to intervene. The cub was too young and impressionable. Jumping down from the ledge he was on, he quickly cut into the song, pulling Zira to his side and away from Scar.

Mufasa sang:

"If we do what you suggest, we'd be evil and cruel.

Using force and threat, that is no way to rule."

Zira had rolled her eyes during this. Of course, Mufasa would try to keep his own opinions imprinted on her. What good had he ever done for her? She was learning so much from Scar than from her couple weeks at Pride Rock.

"But if we're joined together," Scar sang, and Zira smiled and sang the next line with him, "We will never fall." Scar continued: "Yes, lions must rule forever, lions over all."

Scar: "Lions over all, no animal is more grand."

"Stay noble and grand," Mufasa sang to Zira, who looked back and forth at Scar and Mufasa.

Scar: "Lions over all, it's why we rule the land."

"We must protect the land," Mufasa continued, still looking directly at Zira, who turned her head away haughtily.

Scar: "We crush any resistance, so enemies keep their distance."

"Friendship and kindness will always find us," Mufasa sang, though he knew he was losing as Zira walked over to Scar's side.

Scar: "Lions," Zira joined him for the last verse, "Lions over all!"

Scar smiled victoriously at Mufasa as Zira sat by his side. Mufasa lowered his head in defeat, closing his eyes as he sighed.

"Very well," Mufasa said to Zira, "if that is the path you have chosen, I will not force you away from it. I can only hope you the truth will guide you back to the right path."

"I plan to make my own path," Zira said, her nose in the air.

"Like a true lioness," Scar commented, wrapping a paw around the small cub, earning a smile from her.

Mufasa sighed once more, but left Scar's cave. Scar looked down at the cub he had taken under his wing. He could morph her to become one of his most dedicated followers. It wouldn't take much from the naïve, lonely cub. Not much at all.

Zira was just glad to have found someone to look up to, someone who would help find her purpose in the big world.


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