Scar turned and laughed as his faithful hyena servants chased the young prince, now the king, from the gorge.

"He is as good as dead by now" said scar savagely to himself. He watched the space where his nephew had disappeared 5 minutes beforehand. He looked down at his silent brother, as thoughtful and still in death as he had been alive. But something was different. His soft face bore a scar across his eye that he had never noticed before. He thought it may be a fresh one from the struggle, so he tilted his head for a better view. What he saw made his blood run cold. It was healed, and perfectly.

His train of thought was broken by the arrival of the three hyenas.

"We got him Scar, threw him over the edge of that sharp cliff, just to be sure, he couldn't survive a fall like that even if he was still alive, right into the thorns, will be torn to pieces." Said Shenzi, with a grim look on her scowling face.

"Ok, ok, don't go into the details will you, I would like to keep that excuse for a zebra that you caught me for my lunch down if you don't mind, you don't see a king being sick, its just not regal.

"King? What do'ya mean a king being sick? He aint gonna be doin' anything, just look at him, he is as dead as that zebra we caught you." Sniggered Bonzia prodding the lifeless body of Mufassa with his paw. Shenzi felt the tension rise in the air quickly, she had began to mouth to Bonzia behind Scar's back before…

"I THINK THE QUESTION THAT SHOULD BE ASKED IS WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!" roared Scar, advancing aggressively on Bonzia who shrunk back looking terrified, "That worthless lump of muscle with no brain and a heart too big for his own good down there, that I just so happen to be the flesh and blood of, is not the bloody king! I am the king! And I will always be the king!"

"Yes Scar, you are the king! And I am sorry that I ever said you weren't! You will go down in history as the best king ever! I can feel it in my bones!" apologized Bonzia quickly, but far too well mannered to be what he would have liked to have said, however it washed with Scar, and his body language soon relaxed enough for Shenzi too feel the all clear.

"Scar, we have a heard of wilder beast to go find and move to a safer place." Her stomach rumbled dangerously, giving away her plan.

"Oh of course you do, you didn't dispose of the cub after all, but yes, you did me proud, go find your wilder beast, you deserve them." And with that the three shot off, Edd could be heard laughing in the background to something Scar could not make out, no doubt about him, but no matter, no matter. He had what he wanted. After all those years of jealousy, Scar was now better than Mufassa; for one he was alive, unlike his brother who was lead at his feet, but he was also the king through his own accord, yet again unlike his brother who had to wait until their dear father died. And what a joyous day that was, it gave Scar pain to think of his father whom his dead brother so much resembled. He turned his back to Mufassa and walked from the gorge, thinking about the speech he was going to give to the lionesses later that evening.