Yes, I'm finally doing a Lion King Fanfiction, huzzah! I would just like to take the time to promote another Lion King Fanfiction that is amazing, 'The Lion King: The Human Pridelander' by 'LionKingIsAwesome'. It is only 3 chapters long at the time of writing this, but his story has inspired me to write my own Lion King Fanfiction, and I will make my story as different from his as possible. So thank you, Drew and good luck on the success on your Lion King Fanfiction and any other Fanfiction you decide to work on next.
Chapter 1: Welcome to the Pride Lands!?
The sun shined brightly over the never-ending blue sky of the Pride Lands. It had been three months since Simba and his pride defeated Zira and the outlanders joined the Pridelanders, and life in the Pride Lands was all well. Kovu and Kiara were soon to be mates in a few months, and the rest of the pride couldn't be happier for them.
King Simba, Nala's mate and King of the Pride Lands, was out for a morning prowl. His mate was relaxing with Kovu at Pride Rock's waterhole; the Pridelanders had heard a loud crash near Pride Rock, and the King ordered his family to watch over his subjects and for any threats to the pride while he was gone.
Simba climbed on top of a rock on a large hill and surveyed the beautiful landscape. Over in one direction were the outlands, where the lions that followed Zira lived after Scar's defeat. In another direction was the stretched out plains and a large forest that took up a small part of the Pride Lands. The forest was like a maze and it was hard to get through. If you could get through it, it would lead to the outside of the Pride Lands.
Simba climbed down from the rock and began going near the forest, spying a lone zebra that had wondered away from its herd. Feeing the familiar urge of hunger, the king crouched down low in the tall glass and began making his way towards the distracted zebra, slowly. When he got close enough, he began running at the zebra, roaring.
The zebra, hearing a roar and seeing the huge lion approaching him at a great speed, began running into the dense forest with Simba at his heels. The great king jumped over fallen trees that been knocked down during a storm, branches, bushes and other forest residue in order to catch the zebra.
However, he paused when he heard a faint sobbing noise and that pause sent him face-palming into a tree while the zebra stomped away. Simba shook his head and recovered from the crash. He was about to continue the chase when he heard the sobbing again. "It has to be a bird or an animal…" the king thought to himself. "But, what if it needs help?"
The king began her way towards the sobbing and, after pushing through some bushes, came to a large clearing within the forest.
And right into the middle of the forest was the charred remains of… something. It was huge and had a narrow shape, bigger than an elephant, and was coloured a silver colour with a long blue stripe on the side. It had many holes on the sides and black charring over it. It used to have wings, but now it was missing them. The middle of it was split in half.
The sobbing ceased and Simba walked towards the large thing slowly, curious of this big 'creature'. When he got closed to it, he sniffed. It didn't smell like anything on the savannah, and it definitely was living. It smelt hard smelling and burnt. Simba went into one of the halves of the thing and went into the head of it. It smelt of rotten and burning flesh and in the head of was a bunch of round dials and buttons. It also had two U shaped things on the left and right of a large black thing the buttons were on.
Also in the head were two… Man! Simba backed up a little bit in surprise growling but then came forward when realizing they were dead. The bodies were charred and their flesh was rotting away. They were both males, and were dressed in Airplane pilot uniforms.
Apparently, Simba was inside the crashed remains of a plane and the two corpses were the pilots. But there was no sign of any passengers. The sobbing began again and Simba turned around; it was coming from the other halve of the plane.
Simba walked into the other halve of the plane, climbing over fallen and burnt suitcases and passenger seats that were unhinged and ripped in the crash.
He then saw a small shivering form moving under a surviving seat, partially covered in a long coat for an adult man to wear. The sobbing was from under the coat. Simba pushed the shivering form under the coat with her nose, but that caused the sobbing to intensify. Simba then closed his teeth on the material of the coat and pulled it slightly and carefully, just to reveal what was making the sobbing.
The sobbing was coming from… A man cub! Or what was called a child, in human speak. The small human child stopped crying and looked up at the lion with hazel eyes filled with fear. "Ahhh!" The young human cried in terror and pulled the long coat over himself, like a protective blanket, shivering in fear.
Simba didn't know what to think of the small thing, but he did feel sorry for the crying shivering child. He hadn't seen humans before, but he had heard tales from his parents. He was told that the humans once came to Pride Rock and tried to take the land into their control, but a fever swept through the lands and they died out and left.
"Hey. It's okay, little one. I won't hurt you." Simba nuzzled the shivering form, hoping to calm the scared cub. The small cub stopped sobbing when he felt something soft against his back. He slowly pulled back the coat and saw the lion still there, smiling at him with kind eyes. The child reached out with one of his small hands and touched Simba's muzzle. He chuckled and licked its hand, which sent the child into a laughing fit. Simba did see why his parents shown disdain towards these humans, but the lion king believed every species should get a second chance. And in his eyes, this young boy was cute, he wouldn't cause any harm.
But then Simba stopped and became serious. He knew that this young human child would not survive out in the wild all on his own like this. He was bound to be picked off by a predator and eaten if he left the plane, and he would die of starvation, even if he didn't get eaten. He would have to take the child back with him. But then he remembered that his pride didn't trust humans. "Maybe they'll make an exception…" Simba thought. "Hey." Simba nuzzled the man-cub lovingly. "I'll look after you. I will not let anything harm you. I promise." Simba smiled.
The little human looked back at the lion in front of him. "Re..Really?" The human asked the lion in front of him. "Really…" The lion stated as he licked the human's cheek softly, making the child laugh.
The human slowly crawled out from underneath the seat and he was covered in light burns and other minor injuries. "You're hurt!" Simba gasped, and he checked the boy over for any more serious injuries. "Hey?" The boy pushed the lion away, slightly, to not harm him. "I'm fine."
Simba helped the human out of the damaged object. "Thank you for helping me." The young child thanked the lion. "You're very welcome." Simba replied and gave the child a quick nuzzle on his cheek. Simba heard a twig snapping and stopped nuzzling the human child. He looked around the area, while circling around the human cub, protecting him as if he was his own.
"Relax, will you?" A familiar voice spoke. "It's only me."
Simba located the source of the voice and its owner came out of the bushes.
Simba sighed. "Kovu, what are you doing out here?" Simba asked the brown-furred lion. "I thought you were a predator, I could have attacked you."
"Nala sent me, to find out. You were gone a while… we all were worried about you…" Kovu saw the young human boy next to Simba and he gasped in shock. He pounced and pinned the human down, placing a paw on the child's stomach hardly, making him whimper in pain. "Why are you with a human, Simba? You know what they're like!"
Simba heard the child's whimper of fear. "Get off him, Kovu!" Simba ordered, growling angrily. "This human is different. This human isn't here to hurt us. This human is lost and afraid." Upon hearing this, Kovu got off the human child, whom ran to Simba, and hugged him tightly, crying into his fur. Simba just wrapped his paw around the child's back and held the boy close, shushing and nuzzling him. "You see what you have done, Kovu?" Simba asked. "This child needs us, he has no one left."
Kovu's heart filled with grief as he looked on as Simba shushed the child in his paws. He walked up to the king. "Simba? I'm sorry." Simba looked at his sad friend and saw the grief in his eyes. "I know you are Kovu. But this human doesn't. He's scared, and alone." The young human peeked at the brown lion while still in the warm comfort of the king's paws, his face moist from tears.
Kovu walked up to the child, and licked his tears away, making the child giggle. "I'm sorry I pounced on you, are you alright?" He got his answer when the child nodded, and patted his head. "What's your name, young one?" Simba asked the human-cub, curling around the young human.
The child smiled and relaxed in the king's soft warm fur, making the two lions smile. "My name's Matthew. Your names are Simba and Kovu, right?" Matthew asked. The two lions nodded. Simba poked Matthew's face with his muzzle lightly, grabbing the child's attention. "Would you like to live with us, and our pride?" The reality that he would be living with a pride of lions made Matthew gasp. "What? Are you sure? I don't want to be a problem. And what if I get eaten?" Simba and Kovu shared a curious look and broke out laughing. "Matthew." Simba nuzzled the young child, laughing. "You won't be a problem. Our pride will love you. They won't eat you. My great-grandfather banned the eating of humans when he was alive. Shall we go Matthew?" Simba laid down for the child to climb onto his back, gripping onto his mane to stay on.
"Yes. Let's go… home." Matthew smiled. Simba stood up slowly so his living cargo wouldn't fall, and Simba and Kovu headed for Pride Rock.
