Author's note: Hey Guys! First off I want to thank you for your reviews for my last fanfic for Castle. You all are awesome and I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now I've decided to dive into my first multi chapter story. A little over two weeks ago, I had my childhood wish fulfilled in seeing the Lion King musical. It was the most breathtakingly, beautiful and sensational show I have ever seen. My mother and I had great seats and we loved every bit of it. Ever since then the music has been playing in my head nonstop and it has inspired me to create my first Disney fanfic.
I do not own The Lion King! All rights go to Disney!
Chapter One: Nowhere To Go
Simba watched eagerly as his father climbed his way up the cliff. He quickly turned around and bounded his way back up the hill to get a better view of his father's progress. Once Simba found a spot, he saw that the end of the stampede was quickly approaching. But something was wrong, Mufasa was just a few feet away from the cliff when all at once a huge shadow loomed over him like a ghost. Simba was able to identify his uncle at the top of the cliff, but Scar just stood there staring at Mufasa with a half transparent and menacing look that was too scary for words. Mufasa extended his paw but he slid down the rocky walls. He roared in agony as he raked his claws through the surface, he looked up at his brother with frantic eyes.
"Scar!"
Mufasa slid down once more, Simba's heart accelerated as he watched this spectacle. "Help him Uncle Scar!" he screamed.
He could not tell if Scar heard him, but Mufasa continued to struggle to keep his grip. "Brother help me!" he cried out desperately.
In an instant, Scar's paws snapped forward and caught his brother just before he slipped again. Simba sighed in relief but then he instantly froze in horror when he saw the dark look in his uncle's eyes.
"What are you doing?!" screamed Simba.
Scar ignored him and kept his gaze on his horror stricken brother. "Long live the king!" he shouted.
With all of his might, Scar pushed his brother off the ledge and watched him plummet to his death with immense satisfaction. Simba screamed in horror as he watched his father disappear into the stampede of the wildebeest. A surge of emotions raced through him as he raced his way back down to ground level. Why Uncle Scar?! You killed your own brother! Simba's voice screamed in his head. Once he made it to ground level, Simba searched frantically through the cloud of dust to find his father with just a sliver of hope in him that he might be alive.
"Dad!" Simba called out. His voice echoed off the walls of the gorge, but there was no response back to him.
"Dad!"
Simba continued to make his way through the gorge but then stopped suddenly. Just several feet out infront of him was a figure of another lion. Please just be unconscious! Simba thought to himself. He slowly came around the body and saw that it was indeed his father, but he was not showing any signs of life. The king of Pride Rock was dead. Simba's eyes flooded with tears and his chest started to heave as he subsided into uncontrollable sobbing. Simba buried his face into his father's tangled mane repeating "Why?" over and over again as his tears soaked into his fur. What started off as a new day just ended in an unimaginable nightmare. Just then an eerie cackling broke the silence, Simba quickly looked up in time to see a small group of hyenas emerge from the cloud of dust that still lingered in the air. He immediately recognized Banzai and Shenzi at the head of the group.
"Aww look at the poor kitty cat."
"Where's your mama now boy?" crooned Banzai.
Every muscle in Simba's body tightened as he looked around at the increasing group of hyenas. "Scar's gonna reward us big once we bring some fresh cub to him."
"No!" Simba shouted in shock. The stampede was a set up, and it was all Scar's doing right from the beginning.
"Sorry kiddo, but you and your daddy were played from the get go." Shenzi said in mock sympathy.
Both anger and fear jolted through Simba's body. But at the same his brain was going into overdrive, he had to make his move to escape from them. Simba's eyes caught a stone that was a couple of feet in front of him. Banzai groaned "Come on fuzzy make this easy," he said coldly.
Simba's eyes flickered with rage "Not a chance!"
Then he kicked the stone with his paw so hard it smacked Banzai squarely in the head. Banzai fell onto his side and that immediately galvanized Simba into a full on sprint in the opposite direction.
"Get him!"
Simba bounded his way through the gorge and was about halfway through the gorge when he spotted Nala's mother Sarafina. She had just gotten done killing an antelope and was about to take a chunk of meat back to Pride Rock when she saw Simba running full speed towards her.
"Simba what are you doing out here?" she asked as she placed the meat on the ground.
Simba skidded to a halt "Miss Sarafina you need to help me," he panted breathlessly.
Sarafina rolled her eyes "Simba I don't have time for your games, I need to take some food back to Pride Rock for Nala."
Simba shook his head frantically "Miss Sarafina listen to me please!"
Sarafina detected desperation in his voice "My dad is dead," he rasped.
Sarafina's eyes widened in horror. "He's dead? No!"
She looked at Simba with complete shock, "How?" she choked.
Simba looked anxiously around to make sure no one else was around. "Uncle Scar killed him."
"Great Africa's ghost!"
Sarafina was overcome with shock "I must warn Sarabi," she said hastily as she turned around in the opposite direction.
Simba jumped in front of her "No! You don't understand Scar is after me." Simba replied in a panicked voice.
"The stampede that took place in the gorge was a setup. He was trying to kill both my dad and me. He doesn't know I saw him murder my father. If I stay here, I will die and who knows what will happen to Pride Rock. I need to get away from here, find a place where I can lay low for awhile."
Sarafina looked at the only heir to Pride Rock with sad eyes "Where will you go Simba?" she asked.
Simba looked at her and said "I don't know, but wherever I go I will fight to survive."
Suddenly there was a loud commotion off in the distance. The hyenas had picked up on his trail. Sarafina thought fast "Follow me."
She and Simba ran as fast as they could through the gorge and they came across a dead end. "Climb up here," she said.
Sarafina picked Simba up in her mouth and got up on her hind legs to place him on the ledge. As she placed him there, Simba turned around and said "Promise me something Miss Sarafina,"
"Anything Simba."
"No matter what happens take care of Nala for me. Don't let the hyenas or Scar try to hurt her."
Sarafina swallowed hard and said "As surely as you live I promise that I will not let those maggots lay a paw on my daughter."
Simba blinked back tears and said "Look after my mom, and tell her that I love her."
"Of course sire," Sarafina replied softly.
Simba's heart leaped into his throat when Sarafina called him sire. They both looked up just in time to see the hyenas slowly approaching off in the distance. Sarafina looked up at Simba and said "Run Simba and don't look back!" she hissed.
And just like that Simba bolted up the hill without passing a glance back to Sarafina. As he was running, Simba felt a twinge of pain in his heart that was growing inside him with every passing second. But he couldn't let his grief hold him back, instead it propelled him to run faster. Once he came to the outskirts of Pride Rock, Simba spotted a sea of brambles laid out in front of him. He quickly scanned this death trap field to find an opening to cut through this sea of thorns. Finally, Simba found an opening that was big enough for him to run through. He glanced off in the horizon noticing that the sun was setting and it wouldn't be long before night would fall across the land. Simba needed to act quickly or he would run the risk of getting skewered by the spikes. He found the opening that he needed and quickly but cautiously maneuvered his way through the spikes without getting scratched. After what seemed like an eternity making his way through the brambles, Simba finally made it out of there unscathed. He breathed a sigh of relief, but the short lived feeling of accomplishment quickly dissipated. Simba glanced back at his home and thought I'm sorry mom, but I need to go away for awhile. But don't lose hope, I will come back. Then he turned his head in the direction of the sunset and ran off in the horizon.
Dear Stinking John! I thought I would never get this chapter done! Well I hope you liked it, once again tell me what you think and review. I am gonna be taking a break right now mainly because my school crap is picking up steam. But don't worry I will be writing a whole lot more stuff for this story!
