Remember The Name
Chapter One: A place for a birth.
Disclaimer: I am only going to mention this once, but it applys through out my entire story. I do not own the Lion King or it's origional Character's but I do own my own character's and this plot.
(A/N: Okay, this story is a little bit different from my usual Lion king Fic and the plot is different.)
The sun was beginning to set, soon the Savannah grasslands would be an unsafe place. A lone female lioness hurried around searching for a safe place to give birth to her first born. She knew the time was coming closer, and time grew shorter for her den hunt. Saira paused, breathing heavily as her sides moved in and out with each breath taken. Her bright jade coloured eyes ran from side to side in her socket, stopping as she finally found a place that might not yet be taken.
The rogue hurried towards the small den sniffing around the ground for a scent. There was one, but it was several days old which told her this den was empty and unused. Creaping inside, she checked the area being cautious with ever step. She let out a breath of relief as she layed down. Placing her head on her paws pulling her tail against her body as she layed against the back wall of the den. Her eyes gazed out of the entrance.
She had spent her entire life alone, wandering the savannah from place to place. As each pride rejected her request, she felt alone, and helpless. A single tear ran down her pale tan coloured pelt landing on the dusty cave floor beneath her. She regreated every moment she spent with him, the male lion that got her pregnant to begin. He was a leader of a pride, a King of a vast and beautiful land. He spent many night's away from home using the excuse "I'm going for a walk...to clear my thoughts." Saira loved him, she worshipped the ground he walked on, and sacrificed everything to be with him. He promised her they would be together forever, and now look at her. Sulking, alone in the middle of nowhere with a cub inside of her and no one to comfort her in her time of need.
Her thoughts ceased, squinting her eyes shut. A yell escaped her, as she gritted her teeth. It lasted longer then this morning. She began to cry, not from sorrow, but from the pain she was feeling. She whispered a prayer as another surge of pain hit her. The pain's and silence shattering screams filled the night for several long minutes until it evertually died down, and Saira felt the little one leave her. She sighed gasping for air, before turning her small head to rest her gaze on her child. Finding the strenght she lifted her cub, licking the slime from her fur. It was alive. Saira thanked the gods for sparing her cub. She checked the gender. 'Female.' She proudly smiled for the first time in weeks. "You will be my Leto, the forgotten child." She smiled licking her daughters forehead lightly. "You look so much like your father." Leto rested in Saira's arms as she layed her head around still watching the doorway. Tomorrow she would hunt, she needed to be kept healthy to suport her daughter, with or without a male to help her. Saira was determined to be the best mother she could possibly be, and never leave her daughter. The tiny snores from Leto made her chuckle softly as she closed her eyes rested them for the first time that day. 'From now on...everything will be better.'
The thick blades of savannah yellow grass surrounded her entirely. Saira managed to crawl her way though without being notice by her prey. It had been a week and some days of her cubs birth and her third hunt since then. The thought of leaving her small cub behind lingered in her mind as it did any other time, but she knew she wouldn't be able to hunt and protect Leto at the exact same time. She would only be putting her daughter in danger.
Slowly the Zebra's began to part, seaking more fresh grass. Saira layed low her jade eyes taking in every movement they made. Several long minutes passed, which didn't bother her none. A sudden movement would surely scare them, and getting closer was out of option. A echoing cry rang from the herd, Saira's eyes widened as she unsheathed her claws. 'Oh no! They must have spotted me!' She growled to herself, but clamed as two male zebra's parted from the group. They circled each other, eyes narrowed as they spoke to each other in cursed tones. The large one lifted his head eyeing the smaller male. Saira watched intently a sly smirk on her face. The small male lifted his front legs ramming them hard against the other, as he stumbled backwards teeth bared with a horrible earie screech escaping him. There heads clashed, as the broke apart and then began walking in a circle and every once in awhile biting the other's neck.
The battle seemed to last forever. Both males had inflicted great damage on each other causing open wounds to spring to life as they bled. They stood back watching each other, not making a final move. Saira continued to watch. It was making her job easy, take the kill. The older male gasped for large amounts of breath, his legs shaking numbly underneath him. The younger male spoke hushed as he began to walk away, the older left in defeat. He lowered his head, as the herd slowly began to gather and move out. Saira sighed she hated having to do this, but it was the circle of life. She made herself known standing tall. The zebra looked up seeing her standing ahead of him, a hundred feet away. He lifted his head pulling it backwards looking frantically from the herd to her. His cries of horror sounded to them as they turned around briefly seeing the lioness. The males legs finally gave way as he crashed to the ground, knowing his legs were weak and unuseable. He paniced as he began to drag himself determined to escape. The whole time Saira moved closer in on her prey. The new leader urged his newly claimed herd on. The left behind began to cry, his mate, his family, everything was gone taken from him. They abondened him when he needed there help the most.
Saira stood in front of him eyes facing him as he laid there in the savannah grass bleeding to death. "I'll make this quick." Saira spoke quietly as she moved towards him. His frightened gaze stared at her, she knew that look all to well. Forcing movement from his useless hind legs he forced himself no matter how much the pain killed him, kicked at her. She stepped back, baring her fangs. Saira bent low leaping on top of him as he struggled underneath her. Her long, black dagger claws dug into his fine, valunable flesh. She finished the battle by sinking her teeth into his neck. Blood flowed from his nose as he soon stopped struggling. Removing her weapons she stood making sure no Hyena's or other rogue lions were around before she began to eat pulling of large junks of meat from it's torso.
She began to grow full and the sun was beginning to set as the bright colors entered the sky lighting it up beautifully. Tearing of a leg she quickly marched back to her den.
Upon coming to her den, she knew something wasn't right. Sniffing around the den's entrance she knew something had come but the scent was unknown to her. Saira looked around seeing nothing and eventually entered inside. The fear left her when she saw her cub crying for her. Smiling Saira laid down allowing her cub to feed. The Zebra's leg was placing along the side of the den as she figured she would save it for tomorrow instead of hunting for a fresh kill. Leto finally stopped drinking as she snuggled into her mothers side for warmth feeling unafraid and knowing she would be protected. Leto was able to smell and hear, although her eye were still sealed shut. Saira licked her sleeping cub gently cleaning the dust that had collect on her small, tiny sandy-brown coat. Saira gently laid her head on her paws listening to her cubs soft purrs as she slept. They had been living in the den for roughly a week and some days nothing weird or strange seemed to take place here infact it was over all a pretty quite place.
Her eyes wandered as she watched dangerously bright flashs take place far in the sky. Her mother used to tell her the great kings were angry or displeased. The flashes drew closer and louder with great booms. Leto's ears stood as she violently began to wiggle closer to her mother whimpering unable to see what was going on. Saira hushed Leto calming her with a soft tone as she nuzzled her whispering in her tiny ear. The sky flashes were so bright as they danced in the blackened midnight sky; Saira watched in awe.
Leto struggled, the noise hurt her tender ears and she couldn't see what was happening. Her eyes moved behind closed eyelids. Leto struggles to open them. Moving them a crack the bright flash shown through hurting them slightly. Now interesting in what was taking place around her she fought more to open them. Saira glanced down briefly seeing her daughters eyes for the first time. Leto succeeded her bright yellow eyes peered out as a tiny smile crept on her face. Saira nuzzled her, "Look Leto, the night flashes. Beautiful but dangerous." The small cub looked into her mothers eyes for the first time. Leto purred as she cuddled up against her mother, the storm still going strong over head. Saira's eyes caught something from within the bright flash, a swift movement,and a harsh noise drowned out by the storm. The rain pelted the grounds outside the den. Saira continued to look where she had noticed it only to brush it aside thinking she was imagioning things. She sighed, relived there was nothing as she continued to watch the storm until the power of slep over whelmed her as she fell into a deep slumber; Leto close to her side sleeping sound.