A/N: Here's the thing, the story starts off with Mufasa and Scar as children. I want to explore in a humanistic way of what the brothers lives were like before they became hostile with one another. Since this is my interpretation of the Lion King, of course it's not going to entirely follow the original story, so it's kind of an AU. The Setting is taken place in the region of Nigeria/Benin. The time period I'm currently debating, maybe 12th/13th century. I'm not using the parents' names from the Lion King books, I'm giving them my own names. Some things are subject to change so, just to throw that disclaimer out there. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy. BTW, the characters other than the OCs, don't belong to me, they belong to Disney.


An eager King sat in his throne, drumming his fingers on the armrest as he waited. He was so nervous and growing impatient. This was their first child and he hoped that his wife and his soon-to-be-born child made it through. After another few hours, his mother Lewa came to him with the good news.

"Ayoade, you have a son and the Queen is fine."

He rose from his throne and embraced his mother.

"Can I see them?"


King Ayoade entered the room where his wife Fola, exhausted yet joyous, held a tiny infant, no bigger than a loaf of bread. He approached his wife and kissed her.

"Please hold him." She spoke frailly and gave him a small smile.

He carefully took the child in to his arms and just stared down at him. He couldn't believe that his child finally arrived. He dreamed of having children and now here he was, cradling his own son.

The baby had reddish brown kinky hair and big dark-brown eyes that occasionally opened to look at the man. The baby didn't cry and he barely made a sound, he just peacefully slept in the arms of his father.

Suddenly, someone else entered the room, the King turned to see it was his Shaman Rafiki, who was an older man full of wisdom and dignity though at times he was rather indirect and playful. Nevertheless, everyone in the Kingdom respected him and knew that there was always truth in the things he said.

"Rafiki, it's nice to see you." King Ayoade greeted.

"Hello to you my child. May I?" He reached out for the newborn.

"Of course." The King gave the Shaman the baby with no hesitation.

Rafiki smiled.

"Ahh, I feel a strong energy from this child! He is strong and healthy. He will definitely be a wise and powerful leader later in life."

The young parents smiled at the old Shaman.

"What should his name be?" Fola asked.

The older man took a moment to think it through and then spoke.

"His name shall be from this day forward, Adeyemo, the crown befits a child!"

"A wonderful name." the Queen said.

"A wonderful name indeed!" The King rejoiced. "I would also like for him to have another name, in honor of my friend who is now with the spirits, Mufasa."

"So be it, the child will be referred to as Adeyemo Mufasa!" Rafiki stated in exuberance as the baby woke up to look at him.


Zazu, a middle aged man who was a majordomo to the King, was outside the palace as all of the common people gathered around to hear the good news.

He cleared his throat and began.

"Attention all good people! The King and Queen have a son and he will be called Adeyemo Mufasa!"

Everyone cheered wildly. At last the King and Queen had their next line of kin. The next few days were in celebration of the child, people from various places in Western Africa came to visit the child and shower him with gifts. Despite all the praise, the young parents were just grateful to have a healthy child, who they knew was destined for something extraordinary!