Author Notes: For the record, I am very embarrassed to be writing a TLK2 fan fic only hours after I bashed it on tumblr. Lol, the things that happen in this world. But I couldn't get this one-shot out of my head. I hope you don't hate it, is all I can say lol.
You didn't create something like him and not expect the consequences.
Kovu stared forwards, face in a hard set glare.
He had been the good little soldier his entire life.
He had followed orders and training.
Slaughtered whatever he was told to slaughter.
Loathed what he was told to loath.
Pretty soon hate and anger was all that was left of him.
Kovu started to think less and act more.
He was a weapon.
He would kill Simba.
Kovu's large chest heaved in heavy growls.
His eyes murderous.
Awaiting orders.
Zira walked around him in delicious fasination.
She said he was ready.
Kovu was ready to kill him.
It's the only thing he could think of.
It was his only purpose.
Nothing else mattered except avenging Scar.
Tasting Simba's blood.
Hearing his little daughter scream.
Kovu snarled.
He wanted to kill.
He felt starved.
He needed to sink his teeth into something.
His whole life it had been: kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill!
At this point Kovu didn't care what or who he killed.
He had gotten the taste for it.
He would never be satisfied.
He would never stop.
"Kovu! What are you doing?" His mother hissed backing away from him.
He didn't stop.
"Kovu! Remember our plan! Avenge Scar and you will be king," she gave him an evil grin.
Kovu felt no pity or love for the lioness.
He felt nothing.
The cold hearted burning in his chest wasn't even for her.
Kovu cared nothing for Zira.
She was merely a pest that got in his way.
His fangs sank deeply into her neck.
Kovu's loud, starved growls as he devoured his mother overlapped everyone else's cries of horror and indignation.
He was a monster.
It was what they wanted.
And it is what they got.
Fin.