Right... I'm completely new to this so basically don't be harsh in your reviews.

Obligatery legal mumbo jumbo: I do not the Lion King or any of it's character. They are owned exclusively by The Walt Disney Company. However, I do own all characters you see beyond this point that aren't owned by Disney. Don't worry I'll list 'em and tell you as we go along like this creature guy in the chapter below, i own him.

Oh yeah and if you don't understand something i'm getting at anywhere, feel free to contact me. I'll more than likely tell you it'll be explained later in the story or even later in another story, but there is a chance i might use something only someone from Yorkshire would understand so i'll be happy to explain.

Also I have to claim inspiration from Spartansoldier2 and his story 'Bound by Blood' because his story gave me loads of great ideas about how to merge the real world with the world of the Lion King. Don't worry though, I won't plagarise, or at least I'll try not to. I came across a couple of stories which were based on ideas I had actually thought of but written by people who would have also have thought the story was their idea. Is it technically plagarism if you don't know you're doing it? Anyway, as far as I know all of this story is my own ideas, i merely took inspiration from other people.

Oh well, enough my rambling, enjoy reading the prologue. It's quite short but I thought it necessary to explain some things that happen later on in the story.

Prologue

In the darkest hour of the night, a solitary figure moved through the Elephant Graveyard. As usual he cursed those who he claimed responsible for his destitution. But he would have his vengeance. He was sure of it.

He entered the small hovel he had built for himself out of the bones of the fallen elephants. It wasn't much and the creature knew it. But he would soon be living the life of a king. He was certain of it.

The creature's months of planning were all about to come to a head. He had found what he had been looking for hidden in the cave his grandfather had once called home.

The 'book', as his grandfather had called it, was battered but still in one piece. The symbols his grandfather had called 'letters' were still visible. Calling on knowledge he had not used for years, the creature began to decipher his grandfather's book:

What is written here is knowledge of immense proportions and power more dangerous than can be comprehended. Power greater then that which the spirits possess.

The creature smirked. His grandfather's knowledge would soon be his. Gazing through the book, the creature found exactly what he was looking for:

A path through the heavens exists between our world and another very similar. The creatures that inhabit both worlds are the same and yet also very different. Whilst our creatures are smart, theirs are mostly dumb, incapable of proper communication, all except for one species which dominates above all others.

The creature knew what the book referred to. His grandfather had called them 'the greatest predators of them all' and had cautioned him against dealing with them. The book continued:

The path through the heavens can be opened, but be warned; the species on the other side is dangerous and unpredictable. The consequences of any intelligent species travelling between the two worlds are yours to bear.

That would do the creature nicely. As he recited the incantation, he felt raw power surging through him into the earth and air. Storm clouds began to form above the Elephant Graveyard. The creature felt the heavens open up between his world and other. Then he began to see it. A blue marble sitting upon an ocean of blackness. He imprinted the path between his world and the one he was seeing on one of the non blue areas of the sphere.

Upon finishing, he suddenly found himself back in his hovel. The power he felt all around him was now concentrated on the portal he had opened in the sky. The spell had worked. He gazed back down at the book and read the final sentence on the page:

The only thing predictable about the intelligent creatures of the other world is that they are fascinated by the unknown.

The creature doubted anyone in the other world would have knowledge of the portal he had just opened. They would be drawn to it like animals to a watering hole. All he had to do now was wait for the creatures his grandfather had called 'humans' to arrive, and his plans would be set into motion.