Killing wasn't what he was looking for. But he ended up doing so. He could never face his family again. Out of shame he left. He found himself in the pridelands with no memory of who he was. The king was nice enough to let him join. He had a cub, who was the future king. He was having another cub with the queen. He never talked with anyone in the pride. His very dark blue mane covered part of his face, his blood-red eyes hid behind his mane. His very strong body didn't move, and his nose was as black as can be. Cubs never trusted him, there was one cub that tried to make him leave. Most cubs didn't even know what to think of him. He didn't care. Why would he?
How many has he killed?
10...
80...
90...?
He couldn't remember. This pride couldn't even begin to understand. The only thing this pride could do, was fall. Is this a joke? So many are idiots. They would all fall. Even that cub. That cub would be the first to go. That cub with the nice yellow tuff head. Sweet green eyes. Would be the first to die. This was going to be fun.
'All is paying.'
"HEY! Idiot!"
In a deep evil voice, he replied, "Didn't your mother tell you to never say that to a lion?"
"You don't know anything!"
"Your the first to go!"
"Huh?"
"There's no one here. So your the first to go."
His claws lashed out. The cub started to shake in fear. He slap the cub across the face. The cub went flying to the ground, blood started to driped down the face of the cub. The cub could barely speak, he was in to much pain. He saw the lion who was a killer come near him, he wanted to run, but he couldn't.
"Hurts doesn't it?"
"You...killer...dad...will...kill...you!"
"Oh, but you'll be dead. And I won't say who killed you. I'll just say I found you like this."
Another slap to the cub's face. This time the cub started to die. There was blood around the cub. The lion started to laugh. He stop when he heard the cub cough up blood. The green eyes started to close. With little life he had left, the cub yelled at the lion. Only for the death slap. The cub was dead. Blood all round him.
"I told him. He was the first to go."
"What happen?"
Another cub. The friend of the killed cub. This time this cub was going to go. But a diffrernt way. Drowning. He'll lead this cub to the waterhole and kick her in. He knew what to do, and he was going to enjoy this sorrow filled pride.
"Oh, he just...killed himself."
"What? Why? And how?"
"Sadness and sorrow."
"...Daichi."
"Come with me."
The cub followed him as he went to the waterhole. The cub wasn't sure about this, but she stilled followed him. When they arrived at the water hole, the lion slaped the cub making her fall on her face. and then he picked her up by the neck and threw her in the waterhole. And went back to priderock. The king and queen would have no idea it was him.
'They would blame the cubs for killing themsleves.'
"Angra Mainyu, what happened to the cubs?"
"King Kovu, their dead. Someone killed them."
"No. my son."
"You'll still have a heir. Your new cub, that Kiara is going to have."
"Your right."
This would be good. He'll just kill the next heir that Kovu and Kiara was going to have. Until they give the pridelands to him. Revenge would be good.