AN: We all love TLK 1 & 2, but when we wanted something more than those movies showed us, Disney gave us a tale of Simba, carelessly wasting his life in the jungle. That was… unsatisfactory. So, I thought that it would be interesting to focus on the tragic character of king Scar, and what happened during the long years of his reign. This here is the first chapter of part 1. We start off a month after Mufasa's death. If you like it, there's gonna be more, but be warned- I'm not a native English speaker (or writer), so there may be some errors.
CHAPTER 1 - Consolation
It has been an extremely enjoyable month. The most enjoyable one in the life of Scar- the new king of the Pride Lands. When he took the throne after his brother's 'oh, so tragic' death, everything he had ever dreamed of became reality. At last, there was no one to tell him that he is the weaker, the lesser and in ever ways worse than Mufasa. Now Scar was the master, and everyone around just had to submit. He loved it. He loved lying around on top of Pride Rock, observing his subjects- to watch the lionesses coming back from hunting, the packs of hyenas waiting to carry out his every order, the hordes of other animals existing only to fill up his stomach one day… Sometimes he even purred with content, when in the time between naps he would admire the genius of his own plan, and all of the benefits, brought by it's proper accomplishment…
Dusk was beginning to fall. The blood-red sun was slowly disappearing beneath the horizon of the savannah.
Scar was woken up by moaning sounds made by the hyenas. The lionesses are back- he thought. After lifting himself from the ground, he stretched and yawned widely. Judging from the noises of his filthy grunts, he recognized that yet another time the hunt has been successful. That was a good thing, because he was already quite hungry.
He made a few steps and stood on top of the Rock. The hyenas were barking, howling and laughing, almost ripping the lionesses' pray straight from their mouths, as they tried to defend in order to save something for themselves. Suddenly, above the howling crowd, there came a vicious roar. The wild dogs that were standing around groaned and withdrew with hunched tails. Scar raised his brow.
Of course, that had to be Sarabi. She never let anyone disrespect her, and after the death of her dear mate and beloved son (oh, what a terrible tragedy!) her mood became extremely… delicate. The king watched the lioness ascend Pride Rock slowly, with a lowered head. After a moment she stood in front of him with a large chunk of meat in her fangs.
-Here you are, Scar – she said silently, putting the prey on the ground.
Bringing him food was specifically her duty, that he himself imposed upon her. He was satisfied with her catch.
-Why thank you, Sarabi. You did a good job… - he paused.
The lioness sitting in front of him lowered her head to the ground and afterwards gave away a deep, sorrowful sob. It lasted quite a while, and for a minute she couldn't stop crying. At first Scar thought about sending her away, but finally he rose and came close to the, after all, fresh widow. He spoke with a voice as smooth as butter… but not as fake, as usual.
-Oh, Sarabi, my dear sister-in-law… Please tell me what is the source of your suffering?
The lioness raised her head. She tried to overcome the tears, but it was very hard for her.
-It's… the hyenas. One of them… had the nerve to tell me… that the meat I brought might be as tasty as… Mufasa's meat was!
The queen broke down in tears. That repulsive derision made even Scar grimace with disgust.
-Those stupid dogs… - he growled.
The king surrounded the weeping lioness with his paw, she embraced him and put her head on his shoulder.
His good mood left him immediately. For a brief, very brief moment he remembered a certain scene from his cubhood. There he was, sitting alone in some bushes, crying. His father, Ahadi, had sent him away explaining that he is to busy training with Mufasa and that he didn't have time for him. That day Scar, whose name was still Taka at this time, ran far away from Pride Rock, so that no one from the family could see his sorrow. Suddenly he heard a voice coming from behind him, calling his name.
That was Sarabi. He ordered her not to approach, but she was so friendly… She asked him why he was crying. He answered, that his father is always ignoring him and favoring Mufasa. Then that little pale-haired cub just looked at him with those ruby-red eyes filled with compassion, smiled and hugged him with sincere kindness. Just like he himself was hugging her now.
He rapidly chased that memory away.
-Do not cry, Sarabi. You know well, that your mate's body was laid to rest in peace. The hyenas will pay, I promise you. Here, take the meat. Eat it yourself or feed the rest of the pride. I suddenly stopped being hungry.
Scar lifted up her head and wiped the tears from her face with his paw. The queen calmed herself. She released him from her embrace and approached the scrap of meat.
-Thank you… - she whispered.
The king did not answer. He went inside the cave, where he angrily laid down on the ground, only to fall asleep moments later.
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