'ello peoples! I'm amazed anyone's reading this.. it's Lion King! O.o but anyway. I'll try to get this story done as fast as I can, but I have no idea how long it's going to be. So ... deal with it and wait. Sometimes I'll get inspiration and write a ton, and sometimes it'll be a month or so before I even try to type some ... so.. Yea.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Lion King, but I DO own my own characters in the story. So neh.


The Pridelands. Once a beautiful landscape with creatures of all kinds. A place of perfect living. Perfect respect. Perfect life ... but that was all in the past. Now, the skeletons and bones of antelope and other food sources of the lions turned the smooth land into a rigid, rough wasteland. Dust storms, caused from what seemed a terribly long dry season, coated the vivid and bright colors to dark, gloomy browns, reds, and blacks. Dry drown leaves rustled to the open and cracked land.

A bony field mouse flinched as it scurried and hopped over the cracks in the baron land. The mouse looked up right as a young cub leaped, placing his small but dangerous claws through the brown fur as the mouse squeaked until it lay limp. With a proud smirk, the brown cub beamed at his own kill, but his celebration was cut short when his black-tipped ears stood alert to the groans and growls of his pride. He picked up the mouse in his small jaws and ate it in one large gulp before prancing back to his family.

"Obassi!" The voice of the cub's best friend, Boniko, rang through the bored feel in the air. A lion cub, who had a very pale cream and white pelt (and the only dark markings he had were two vertical stripes across each eye), ran up to Obassi and leaped on him, causing the two cubs to roll through the dust in a small wrestling match. The result of the quick wrestle ended up with Obassi pinning Boniko to the ground.

Boniko groaned and looked up at Obassi, "You have to be just a bit stronger than me, don't you?"

"Weaklings don't get picked by father!" Obassi smirked. Boniko knew what he was referring to and cringed.

"At least you have a chance to be chosen." The light colored cub struggled free of Obassi, "He wouldn't even pick me, I'm half Pridelander!" Boniko hung his head and took a few steps away from Obassi.

"Hey ... Boniko! Don't be that way!" He rushed up beside Boniko to cheer him up, "That wasn't your choice to be born under a Pridelander mother. You just have to try and deal with it."

With a deep sigh, Boniko looked up at the rock formation above them, where the leader of their pride would announce which of the cubs would be his successor. Obassi broke the silence and reassured his friend, "If I were to be picked, I'd do all I can to get you a better place in our pride."

They smiled as Boniko began to feel better. "You'd better!" He joked. "Because if you don't, I'll have to fight you for it! And you KNOW I'm a lot faster than you."

"You're fast only because you run from fights so much!" Obassi laughed and ran a few strides from Boniko, who chased him again. They wrestled like before, and Obassi effortlessly pinned Boniko and gave a half-roar in his pride, then strutted away. Boniko just rolled his eyes and picked himself off the ground and followed Obassi to the top of Pride Rock so they could see the kingdom which, they thought, one of them would rule in the future.

As they walked up the rock, they passed several of the lionesses. Only a few had cubs because of the food depravation, they, and their cubs, would starve. Boniko glanced around, feeling uncomfortable in front of the higher ranks in the pride and closely followed Obassi. He almost froze when he spotted the Queen, Zira, at the top of the rock.

Obassi looked back at Boniko and shook his head. "Come on, she's too busy with her new cub Kovu to pay any mind to us." He said "Kovu" in a very mocking manor that caused a few of the lionesses to glare up at them. Obassi shrugged and kept on walking but Boniko shook a bit, not liking how evil the glares from the lionesses were.

They reached the ledge of the rock, but stayed away from Zira. A shady shadow outlined the opening of the cave in which all the pride-members slept. He walked a slow stride out of the den as Obassi and Boniko backed a few paces away from their leader. The red-brown fur glimmered and his black mane shined in the gloominess of the day and a scar across his left eye was bright in color.

Lionesses looked up from lounging or cleaning their cubs and looked up at the figure which made his way to his queen. Zira smirked in greetings to her mate.

Scar smirked back to Zira, then his gaze when down to the dark brown cub in her paws that was stirring from a nap. He sat at the tip of the rock and looked back to his pride that gathered at the top of the rock, the setting red sun outlining him with awe.

The eager look from many off the younger cubs filled the air. Everyone knew what was going on. Scar, their leader and King, was to choose his successor. Nuka, who was perched by Zira, also longed for the announcement. Boniko and Obassi were sitting, frozen, waiting for him to choose.

The King's voice rang through the air, which even made the hyena's at the bottom of the rock that were gnawing on old bones look up in attention. "As I know you all realize, my reign here will not be forever, and thus I would need to choose my successor." Scar's voice was important, strong, and serious on this issue, which he had thought through very much.

"My choice must be strong, brave, willing, eager, and cunning." Obassi began to beam, until he was quickly struck down. "And so, I must choose ..." the silence and suspense nearly killed half the cubs in waiting to be chosen. Kovu let out a small growl in the middle of the silence and Scar smirked as his ears picked up the little growl. "The youngest of my pride, Kovu."

Obassi's eyes were wide and he flattened himself against the ground in shame. He was so sure he'd get to be chosen. Nuka took it quite hard, though, and stood up and growled angrily at Scar, but the king simply brushed Nuka away, not giving him the time of day. Zira growled at Nuka, and whispered harshly, "Hush!" and Vitani and Nuka exited the outside for the cave. Boniko looked mournfully sad down at Obassi, who was beginning to grow angry until finally, his temper burst.

He jumped up, his little dark body growling and glaring up at Scar and all the lionesses stared at the cub. "How could you chose that fluffball! He's no lion! He's not even a week old, and you choose Kovu!"

Shaking his head with a fake sad look on his face. "My dear Obassi, but I had to choose him. None of the other cubs show any potential of ruling a kingdom." Scar's face was lowered in front of Obassi, who swiped his claws at Scar, missing terribly.

Obassi growled angrily as Boniko whimpered and sunk down to the ground, his ears flat. "KOVU'S NOT EVEN YOUR CUB!" Obassi shouted, causing the lionesses to gasp. They didn't know that Kovu wasn't of Scar's blood. Scar scowled angrily, a low growl forming in his throat.

Zira began to stand, an angry and harsh growl escaping through her fangs. Her threatening eyes glared Obassi down as she stated, "Speak of that and I'll have you skinned."

His voice low and angry, Scar spoke to the bold cub, "Standing up against your king AND father can get you exiled from this pride. I suggest you back down before you take this any further." He turned his head to Zira, who backed down a bit and laid down by Kovu again, but still growled angrily at Obassi.

Now Boniko was angry at Scar, and though he was shaking, he stood by Obassi. "Obassi is right. We know that Kovu's not royal of your blood. And we know that Obassi would be a stronger king!"

Two of the lionesses stood and walked behind Boniko and Obassi, their mothers. Obassi's ears lay flat as he looked up to his mother's glaring face and her harsh voice cut through him, "Obey you king or face Zira and my punishments."

The growling Zira smirked, knowing what the punishment would be. "Exile," her voice got low and even more harsh, "or your life."

Obassi turned to his mother, beginning to back slowly away from her, not realizing he was edging towards Scar, "But, Mom! I can't leave! I'm too young to live on my own!" He was beginning to panic. He couldn't stand his mother's or the pride's evilness.

The other lioness, sister to the other, walked Boniko backwards to Obassi, "Obassi won't be alone. His best friend would be going with him for even trying to defend." And with that, Boniko panicked, looking up to his mother, and back towards Scar and he whimpered for a moment. Though a last burst of energy, Boniko instinctively leaped out of the way and began to run down the path, away from the others, fearing for his life.

"Boniko!" Obassi called out and began to chase after him, but his mother caught him in her grip, dragging him backwards. "As for you, dear, for causing all this trouble for our pride and revealing Zira's secret of another mate..." No more words. Obassi's eyes widened and he whimpered.

His mother's powerful paw drew back, Obassi gasped, and a loud swat was heard. He was struggling to stand, a small pool of blood forming from the deep claw gashes across his eyes. Four of them. The trail of blood followed him as he ran, blindly, through the path down Pride Rock, past the snapping and laughing hyena's, and to Boniko at the edge of the lands.

Tears were streaming down Obassi's cheeks, looking like he'd been crying blood. Boniko was whimpering and crying as he looked at the claw marks which, only temporarily, blinded Obassi. The two young cubs were broken. Exiled from the harsh Scar and Zira during the time of least food. The night was coming and soon the hyena's would prowl around to scavenge for anything they could find; field mice, fresh bones, scraps of old kills, anything, even lion cubs.


Well, first chapter down. Sorry if it seems a bit long, I was trying to get through it really quick and couldn't find a place to cut the chapter in half. So.. yea. What will come to Obassi and Boniko? Find out in the next chapter. MWUAHAHAHAHA....adios.