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I got this idea the other day, and it wouldn't go away. This is a product purely of imagination, so forgive me xD. Please note that I am completely insane.
Mud dripped down her legs, thunder roaring above her. On they marched, towards revenge. Lightning flashed ominously above their heads, and clouds black as ebony swirled and danced menacingly.
Vengeance is a scary thing.
She held her head low, shoulders jutting up into the air like daggers. Gleaming yellow orbs stared straight ahead. She'd been waiting for this years. Finally her love, her Scar would be avenged.
You can never tell what exactly causes it, what exactly fulfills it.
That Simba. She hissed the name through her teeth like a curse. He has taken everything from her. He has stolen her Kovu, and killed her Scar. And Nuka... Oh, my poor Nuka...
Sometimes, it isn't even something that can be fulfilled. It fills you out, destroys you. Becomes you.
She'd been exiled, and persecuted. She'd already taken that bastard's son, but now she would take his life also... and bring his entire pride down with him! She had waited so long for this... But today... today her son and her Scar would have their revenge. Zebra and Okapi scattered, partially from the thunderstorm but mainly from the coming fight. Birds burst out of trees, as though they were in a mad fury to leave.
The darkness doesn't falter. It changes you, into the very thing you swore to destroy.
It was time. Simba would get his just deserves. Her mate would his revenge. Her son would have his vengeance. Simba would die for his crimes. Vultures circled above, waiting for their impending meal.
"It's over Simba! I have dreamed of this moment, for years!" Froth dripped from her muzzle, a crazed, angry look in her eyes.
You become death, a destroyer of worlds.
Simba turned, making one last vain attempt to prevent bloodshed. "Last chance, Zira. Go home."
She snarled, "I am home!"
And with a crack of thunder and one last flash of lightning, she called the final word to seal it.
There is no forgiveness. There is no redemption. And there is no turning back.
"ATTACK!"
Hum. What did you think? I bolded the poetry parts because they were a little hard to distinguish, sorry if that bothered you. Please review! Come on, you liked it right? If you did, couldn't you tell me? Please? My feelings will be hurt if you don't! Anyhoo, reviews are greatly appreciated, as is constructive criticism. :)