The Lion Guard
Enter The Jackal
By Gloverboy23
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Chapter 1
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A sleek form was making its way through the canyons of the Outlands. It was silent, never making a sound as it hugged the darkest corners of the stony walls.
The network of the canyon, gorges, and caverns didn't bother this particular animal. He knew how the Outlands worked. The light here in this land was dim, a perfect cover just him.
He was a Jackal. And his name was Kisasi.
But he was not like other Jackals of his kind. He was a bit larger, as all adult Jackals were, but he was not normal. He had a lean body, strong and kind of shifty-looking. He was proud of these traits for he had gotten them from his father. His fur was darker tan then most Jackals and he had tufts of fur on his elbows. His eyes were dark-green, and they were not friendly to say the least. They gleamed like dark rubies in the shadows, regarding anything as foolish and insignificant.
Kisasi had come to the Outlands a few days ago after the incident in which the Hyenas had attacked the queen of the Pridelands. A stupid thing to do. Jackals, like himself, were never foolish enough to go after a lion. Much less the queen of Pride rock.
But the Hyenas had.
Kisasi could still remember seeing Janja and his clan go flying across the sky, and suddenly back into the Outlands. The reason for that was the Roar of the Elders.
Kisasi knew of the roar. He had heard about it from his clan years ago when he was still just a pup, back when the Pridelands were still Mufasa's kingdom. Before Scar and the Hyenas took over. The roar, he remembered, was a powerful force that only the second-born cub of the royal family can inherit. It was powerful enough to keep enemies away and send them flying, or destroy anything in its path. It even had the power to move water back!
That kind of power, in the paws of a cub, made Kisasi's fur bristle. But it was not in fear. He didn't like the thought of that roar being used on any predator trying to survive.
The Lion guard. He growled softly to himself, but remained calm. Kisasi hated the fact that a new guard had been established to protect the Pridelands and the Circle of Life. Sure, predators like himself could hunt anywhere else and not starve, but the Pridelands had great resources. The guard were just a bunch of holier-than-thou fools. The Circle of Life wasn't going to be out of balance just because a few plant-chewing idiots wondered into the Outlands by accident. And the guard?! They weren't even made-up of lions, just a Hippo, an Egret, a Cheetah, and smelly-nasty Honey Badger!
Kisasi viewed all of them as insignificant and unimportant. Except for Kion, the leader of the Lion guard. His use of the roar was what sent Janja and his clan flying. And what had turned it into the Dark Roar of the Elders that day. Kisasi didn't think it was possible for the Roar of the Elders to become dark and powerful enough to cause the earth to shake. But it had happened. And the aftermath of it was beautiful. Barely any of the trees had survived the blast, and the ground had open up into a great hole. That kind of immense destruction, if used in the wrong paws, could end the Outlander's way of life.
Or end the Pridelands way of life.
Kisasi had thought his plan through carefully, as he had done so for weeks. The time was right to act upon it. He just needed to get out of the Outlands and into the Pridelands without being seen.
It had not been easy attacking the Antelope herd at all. The damn things had scattered everywhere and had kicked-up a great cloud of dust and dirt. Kisasi had only managed to grab a young faun and drag it away into the passage leading back into the canyon, its pitiful bleats calling out for help. And that was exactly what he wanted.
He had been fortunate enough that the herd of been grazing near the border of the Pridelands. There had been no sign of the Lion Guard yet and he wanted to make sure that he was not far away from the canyon. The little gazelle's bleating kept on going as he dragged it along by its leg, passing the skeletal remains of other victims who were foolish enough to wonder into the Outlands. The territory he was in right now did not belong to any other animal at the moment. That was good. The last thing he needed was to run into a mangy Hyena out prowling.
Jasiri was one such Hyena he did not want to encounter. She was agile, cunning like a Jackal, and could use fighting moves with her paws that were almost impossible. But that fact alone didn't bother him. It was the fact that she was friends with the Lion Guard. What kind of Hyena befriends a lion like Kion? It just wasn't right.
Kisasi arrived at a junction in the canyon and turned left. The little Gazelle kept on bleating.
"That's right," He growled through clenched teeth. "keep on calling for help, little one. It will make it so much easier for the guard to find you."
A few minutes later he had found the spot that was high enough off the ground, which would be perfect for his plan. The cliff was a good sudden drop. It was so high that a fall would mean death. But the position and area was open. Kisasi didn't worry about that. He placed the faun right near the edge of the cliff and let go of it. The little Gazelle hesitated for a brief second, as if waiting for Kisasi to make a move. He didn't. Kisasi's intent was not to kill the little Gazelle out-right, leave the body, and eat it later. No. He wanted to use the faun as bait.
Bait for what reason? To pick a fight with the Lion Guard? No, not with the whole guard. Just Kion. The others were not important. Bunga was a fool, and smelled like the back end of a dead an elephant's rear. Fuli was vain about her speed, as cheetah go, and never slows down to be attacked. Ono was a pesky feather-brain who pecked a lot, and was a nasty little spy in the sky. And Beshte was nothing more then a fat tub of goo of muscle, who was often scatterbrained.
Broken Rock was where he wanted to face Kion... alone. It was a little far from where he was, but he was sure he'd be able to pull it off. But first...
He turned to the gazelle, his eyes narrowed menacingly as he approached it. "Now, little faun, I can't have you running off on me now." He said, licking his lips. "So I think you should stick around."
Kisasi lunged and, jaws open, bit down hard the gazelle's foreleg.
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