AN: Okay I am still sorta a amateur. This is my first published story, but it isn't my first written one. I doubt it's that okay but I hope it's decent at least.
Reveiw: Feel free to leave any comments, or point out any mistakes I made.
Copyright: I do not own any of the characters EXCEPT for Kimba, Ariella, Tau, Nervi, Kesar, and Lav. Otherwise The Lion King all belongs to the original creator Walt Disney.
Chapter 1: A New World
It was dark and I felt like I was floating in a void of empty space. It was so quiet, I didn't understand what was going on.
I sat there just sort of…floating for a few seconds when I hear a voice whisper, "Is he alive?"
Then a male voice chimed in, "He is breathing…"
I felt a shift of air rush towards me, and then felt something push into my belly. It was wet. A-a nose? A muzzle then?
I tried shifting into a more comfortable position when I felt my legs. They felt definitely different, and, weird. I slightly shifted open my eyes eventually seeing a rocky ground that I was lying on. It was seemingly dark in the cave, but a setting sun was shining in through the entrance.
"Oh! Look!" a female voice exclaimed in a whisper as not to be too loud. "He's waking up."
Short exclamations were heard from many more voices as I opened my eyes fully. I finally looked own at my body to realize I had four legs. No, wait. Paws, and no feet? I felt something twitch from my end and looked over to see a tail flipping throughout the air uncontrollably. I tried to make it stop, and eventually it lay itself down onto the rocky ground. Oh, so I can control it then?
Out of shock I leapt up to stand, only to have my balance swiped out from under me as I fell back to the ground.
"Careful now," a gentle female voice said to me.
"W-w-where am I?" I managed to stutter out. "W-wh-what…"
"Please now, calm down young one." the voice whispered again gently.
I finally looked up to see a bunch of lionesses crowded around me and two males. What? Lions? What in the world is going on?
A young lioness pushed her way to the front and walked up to the one who had been talking to me. "Is he okay, mother?"
"Yes, Kiara," she said. "Now, calm down."
"I am calm!" she said with urgency. Scaring me, I jumped and backed away from them until a wall stopped my abrupt retreat.
The one I assumed was Kiara turned to me and quickly apologized, "Oh I'm sorry." she tried to walk towards me and I flashed my paw towards her not realizing I had ejected my claws. "Ouch!" she yelped backing away.
"I-I'm s-so sorry!" I squeaked, afraid of what they'll do now that I hurt her by accident.
"It is quite alright, small one," the gentle voiced one spoke as she directed a glare towards Kiara continuing with, "she shouldn't of scared you like that."
The one larger male lion walked up to the gentle voiced one. He had a wonderfully golden pelt that glinted in the setting sun, along with a bright red man and tail tip, and wonderful big amber colored eyes. He seemed to study me for a moment then turned to her saying, "He is an unusual color," was all he simply said.
What? That's all he has to say? He walks up to me, studying me some more.
"Who are you?" he asked me.
I was completely utteringly terrified of his presence. He was so huge! I was going to tell him my name, when…I couldn't even remember. "I-I don't know," was all I could reply with.
"How…?" he trailed off. "Well I am Simba." he introduced.
"And I," the one lioness who had comforted me said as she walked up to stand next to Simba, "am Nala."
"Kovu!" Simba called over to the other male. The male lion walked over. Once he got closer I could see his pelt, thanks to the sunset shining on it. It was a dark brown, almost black. He had intelligent bright green eyes.
"This is Kovu," he informed. Kovu dipped his head in a greeting.
With a bit of hesitation I returned the favor.
"You already know Kiara," he said, jerking his head toward the lioness, where she was licking the scratch marks I'd given her. "Kiara is my daughter, Kovu is her mate, Nala is my mate, and I am, Simba, the king of pride rock." he raised his head high as if to prove the point.
"N-nice t-to m-meet you." I said dipping my head to him and the others.
All I can seem to remember is that I once wasn't a lion. I didn't have parents, I don't know what'd happened, but I know they were murdered. I can't remember my face, but I know I went after the killer and something happened. I don't remember anything else except that I loved lions, like, absolutely loved them. Then, all of a sudden, a lion name appeared in my head that would fit to me.
Since I had a white pelt, with a black tail tip, and black paws, which I had seen when I'd examined myself earlier. I knew one name that would go. Although, why I have black paws, I don't know. It is an unusual color for a lion, I agreed with Simba on that one but…oh well.
"My name is…is Kimba," I said to them all.
"Nice to meet you Kimba," Simba replied. "Now," he continued. "Do you happen to know where your parents or pride are?" he asked me.
"Y-" Might as well not lie. "I have no pride and my parents are dead…" My tail and head drooped after saying it, as a sudden wave of despair hit me.
"Oh, poor thing," Nala said as she inched closer, as if she was unsure whether I wanted affection or not. At that Kiara jerked her head up abruptly and trotted on over.
"Father!" she called, also jerking her head to Kovu and Nala. "May we speak about this?" she asked him.
He seemed to hesitate, until he finally decided to give in, and, along with the others, followed her out of the cave.
I sat there unsure of what to do as most of the other's eyes all turned towards me, once the group was out of sight. I crouched back down to the ground. I let my eyes hover over the group, there were many lionesses, along with a few cubs as well. Some of the lionesses were tanner and darker than each other, but you could tell who was who, and which was which.
I saw one cub who was the same pelt color as Simba, but it had a small dark brown tuft atop it's head. I assumed it was a male, since it had a small miniature mane. There was another I could tell was a boy. His fur pelt was dark in a way, almost like Kovu's, but a teeny bit lighter. Then there was another male I saw. His pelt was a caramel-like tan, with a seemingly dark brown tail tuft, and mane. There was also another one. It was a female cub this time. She was dark brown with glinting blue eyes.
Then there was one more I noticed. This one another was a female cub. She was the most beautiful lion I had ever laid eyes on. Literally. Her pelt was a milky-brown with a small hint of white mixed in, making it all the more beautiful. Her tail tip was white as well. It felt as though my mind was all hazy, and all I could seem to see was her. Everyone else around was a blur. She looked straight into my eyes, as if to say she noticed I was staring. Her eyes were all the more beautiful. They were a bright, turquoise blue. She smiled a little which made my heart skip a beat, and then noticing my mouth was drooping open, I turned my head to look away, feeling the heat of the blush under the fur on my cheeks.
The moment was broken when Simba and the others walked back into the cave. I looked up in anticipation, wondering what they had in mind to do to me. Simba walked up to me and looked down at me.
I shivered and crouched a little more. For all I knew, he could've been the sweetest lion ever, but at that moment, he looked like he was ready to kill instead.
He seemed to notice my fear, and a calm smile replaced his grim features that had adopted his face before.
"Not to worry," he said, still smiling. "We have decided that you may stay here with our pride for now."
For now? I have nowhere else to go in the future anyways…Realizing he was waiting for a reply, I simply said with a small stutter, "Th-thank y-you very much, sir." I bowed my head and with a small sigh he turned towards his daughter Kiara.
Knowing she was going to be called already, I assumed, she walked over to us. He turned towards her and said, "He is your responsibility, since you wish to take care of this young one, I have faith in you."
She replied, "Yes, father." then she walked to me and slowed down a bit when she got closer. "May I move closer?" she looked at me with those same deep amber eyes, her father has.
I nodded, unable to process words in response. She moved to me and picked me up by the scruff of my neck. It surprised me at first which caused me to whimper. She paused, I'm guessing since she thought she'd hurt me, but moved onwards as I shook my head no.
The sun had already started to go down, and it was getting darker. The lions all went to their assigned sleeping areas, I'm guessing, and those few who had cubs grabbed them as well. Kiara went over to a certain spot in the corner of the cave. Kovu followed me and her to the spot as well.
She let me go, and unable to control my balance, I tumbled and rolled until a large paw stopped me. I heard a deep hearty laugh, and I had landed on my back as well too, looking up I saw Kovu looking down at me with a large smile on his face.
"Be careful now," he laughed. He picked me up by the scruff, gently setting me on the ground, on all fours.
"Th-thank you, sir," I responded, hesitantly.
He laughed yet again. What's so funny? He looked down at me with those bright green eyes, "Just call me Kovu."
"Alright," I said, actually without a stutter.
He smiled at me then Kiara came over and curled up around me as she laid down. Kovu then curled up on the other side. It was a little bit weird lying down between two lions. I mean, from the few things I could remember I never used to be one. Yet, somehow when I was murdered, it seems as though I was…resurrected? It's weird to think about, but it could be true.
When I was younger, I loved lions. In my small mind, it was amazing to process, how their prides worked. This one was a bit different, and living the real thing is weird. I'm going to have to get used to it though. Maybe, if I hang around, I'll regain the things I've forgotten.
Oh well, I'm too tired to think about it all right now. I curled into the warm fur on Kiara's belly, and not before too long, fell asleep.