The Lion King: Time of the Wolves.
A/N: Hi guys and this is my second FanFic, sent a few years after TLK films. Yet, before the films there were comics and this meant more characters that hadn't been included in the films. So, I made a family tree explaining it which I'll link somewhere, just in case you get confused. The crosses mean the lions have died. As always, review and please tell me what you think. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Lion King.
TLK Family Tree: i. img ur L0LXb .png(Without the spaces.)
Prologue:
It was early in the morning when it happened. The crash. A plane traveling to Los Angeles had lost control, hitting the ground with enough force to release the animals they were transporting. They escaped from their cages in groups, growling and baring their teeth at the humans who just stared at them in fear. They were too weak and injured to do anything else, fear striking their every thought. The creatures began to leave the plane warily, unsure of this new surrounding. The temperate slammed into them like a tone of bricks, the sun so bright and hot even at this time of day. The heat began to make them pant as she started to regroup among the empty, African plain. No animal stirred, all sleeping under the sunrise but the newcomers didn't have long before they awoke.
The leaders took the front, directing the others as the second commanders scanned the area for danger. The sun was beginning to rise higher, the sound of birds in the distance growing louder. It would only be a matter of time before they noticed the strangers and began to alert the other creatures. They quickened the pace, reaching new speeds as they rushed across the hot ground. It burnt their paws and made their eyes sting with dust, but they had to continue running.
Soon, they reached a shadowy area. Quiet and cooler than in the light, making the male leader step inside from his desperate urge to protect himself and his family from the rays of heat. He sniffed around but everything smelt the same, - dusty and damp - yet he took his chances and invited his family in to explore. Bones were scattered over the dark wasteland, displaying skulls from African animals in which these foreigners knew nothing about. Yet, the tusks seemed lethal enough to kill. Suddenly, a loud cackle came from inside one of the hollow skulls. It was the biggest, and three figures stepped out from inside it. Their laughter was dark and empty, their appearance hidden until they came into the light. Hyenas.
"Well, let's see what we have here," chuckled Banzai, one of the male hyenas. The other male nodded frantically, his tongue dripping with saliva. The only female was in front, snapping her jaws as she got a closer look at the pack. The three obviously seemed hungry, ribs peeking through their spotted skin and their eyes focused on their targets. But she paused, then frowned. "Um, what do we have here?" she asked her trio, arching an eyebrow.
Her confusion distracted her and the others.
The leader of the pack struck down his paw on Shenzi's head, slashing his claws before another creature snatched her neck and flung her against one of the tusks. It dug into her waist, deepening every time she struggled and making the hyena cry out in pain. Banzai growled and lashed out, eager to protect Shenzi but was soon slammed to the floor and attacked with the jaws of the mighty beasts. Ed let out a helpless shriek, turning to run away but other members of the pack soon caught him and piled on top of him with their fangs.
After several minutes of fighting, the three hyenas had collapsed in a pile in exhaustion. They looked up at the strange beings, too weak to speak but their eyes wide with terror. They were filled with begs and pleads for mercy, yet the animals saw nothing other than prey. Claws and teeth and fur slammed into the three canines and they screamed out for help. Shenzi managed to shake free and darted round the corner, Ed following and soon Banzai after he kicking away one of the attackers. The group was about to leap upon them, yet they had already bolted it across the plain. Unsure if they were being chased or not, the hyenas knew their only hope was to reach the Pride Rock. Covered in blood and cuts of their battle, they fled from the Elephant Graveyard; their home.
The family found comfort in their new home, smug about the pathetic hyenas as they began relaxing in their new territory and washing the blood from their fur. With their blood-stained teeth and sharpened claws, you would have never of crossed them. But that was the fault of the hyenas, which left them with barely their life. Because now, they knew not to mess with these creatures. These beasts. These wolves...