Disclaimer: This is my first Lion King fanfiction, and it may be a little mature, just thought I would warn you now. I do not own any of the characters, aside for my original characters (OC). This is inspired by several themes, but mostly, The Lion King, Simba's Pride. Hope you enjoy.

Quick A/N: Names and Meanings- Amri- male- powerful; authority

Nia- female- radiance; bright

*text here* = character thoughts

This is story symbolizing the realistic animalistic mating themes that male lions tend to do. So I was thinking, Simba has a daughter, but what if he had a son, by another lioness? This is the story about that Lion, and the Kingdom that is rightfully his, and his journey.

Chapter One

Simba's heir

*So close. Pride Rock is only a few miles away*

The young lone lioness continued her journey to Pride Rock, hoping it held sanctuary for her and her young cub. Her young cub slept while she continued on, carefully carrying him in the safety of her mouth. It had been days since she's eaten, only catching enough food to feed her cub, thank the Great King's that she's had enough strength to carry on her journey. As the sun began to set below the horizon, she arrived at Pride Rock, the pink sky illuminating her white coat. She placed her son on the ground and smelled the air.

*He is here*

"Wake up little one" Her soft serene voice rang in her son's ears, causing him to stir, but not awaken.

*My poor little Amri, so tired*

"Come Amri, we are so close, I need you to wake up my love" Their aquatic blue eyes met one another's, and she smiled as he stretched his tiny body.

"Where are we mother?" He asked, looking around.

"Your true home" She said, before bellowing a mighty roar, so mighty, it caused Amri to take refuge underneath his mother's mass. Several lionesses appeared from the inside of the cave, atop Pride Rock, along with two male lions, one all too familiar to the roaring white lioness.

"Mother?" Amri looked to his mother, who never took her eyes off the approaching pride. She picked her son up, and began walking up the stone path to the pride. Amri trembled feverishly in his mother's grasp, never had he been more afraid than now. When she reached the pride, she placed her son in front of her, who quickly retreated between her legs.

"Hello, Simba" She greeted soothingly.

"Nia?" Simba walked closer to the alien looking lioness.

"What business do you have here?" Nala asked approaching Nia, alongside Simba.

"My business is with Simba" Nia said strongly. Nala arched an eyebrow at Nia as she observed the lioness. Her coat was as white as the clouds, and glittered against the setting sun, she had eyes as blue as the sky on a clear day after a night of rain. Her body was long, lean, yet strong, but she appeared weak, possibly from lack of food. Her cub was a mirroring image of her, truly a beautiful boy, but he was strangely familiar.

"What business is that?" Nala asked, finding her voice, as she and Simba stopped before Nia.

Nia smiled at Nala, then adverted her eyes to Simba as she moved her paw, leaving the cub without protection.

"My cub needs food and shelter, necessities I alone, can no longer provide for him" Nia said, never moving from her cub.

"And what of you?" Simba asked, staring at the young boy. Suddenly Simba knew exactly who this young cub was.

"I only ask for him"

"Mommy, no!" It hit Amri, his mom was going to leave him with these strangers. Nia ignored the cries of her son, it would only make it harder if she didn't.

Simba walked even closer to Nia, looking her over, along with her son. He could smell the weakness emanating from her, she wouldn't last out there alone. It must take an immense amount of strength for her to just stay up rooted on her paws and not collapse before them.

"Please Simba, you owe him that much" Nia whispered lowly. Nala caught word of their exchange and twitched her ear. She looked back at her daughter, Kiara, and called her forward.

"Kiara, please take the lionesses back into Pride Rock, your father and I will deal with this alone" Kiara hesitantly gave a nod to her mother and did as she was told. When they were alone, Nala asked the question that was eating away her insides.

"Simba. Who is this cub to you?" Nala asked softly, never taking her eyes off young Amri.

"He…" Simba sighed heavily before dropping his head. He turned to face Nala, and looked into her piercing eyes.

*Oh Nala, I hope you can forgive me*

"He is my son" Simba finished. Nala eyes widened for only a second before she regained her composure.

*I should have known, just looking at him*

Nia was silent as she observed the silent exchange between the two lovers. She stepped back, unsure of what was going to happen.

"This is a dishonor to my pride" Simba said as he held his head low.

"What is?" Nia asked, as she tilted her head to the side in question.

"Your presence, this cub…" before Simba could finish Nia had him pinned to the Earth beneath them, her growl intensely mad. Nala responded urgently as she barred her razor sharp teeth, ready to attack.

"My cub is not your dishonor, and neither am I. You dishonored yourself when you lied to me. Do not dare toy with my cub, nor me with your guilt, you can keep it. That is one gift he can do without" Nia growled angrily. Nia looked to Nala and then back to Simba, she was an outstanding hunter and fighter, but she couldn't take on an entire Pride. Nia backed away from Simba, and regained her serene composure as she walked back to her cub. Poor Amri, he had never been so frightened in his premature life. Never had he seen his mother so angry, and the sight frightened him more than anything he had ever known.

"I have been rouge since I was young, and when I met you, Simba, I was way beyond the Pride Lands, never have I even seen this land, only heard stories of it. I fell in love with you Simba, and just as quickly as you arrived, you also left. I am not here to disrupt the balance you have here on this land, but I no longer have the strength to care for my son, alone. My son is innocent in our frolic, and I will not allow him to suffer for it either. You will not condemn him!" She shouted. Nia took sight of the broken hearted Queen. " I am so sorry Queen" Nia finished, tilting her head to Nala.

*How could he?*

Nala was crushed, nothing could have hurt her more than this. Nala watched as Nia wrapped her long graceful tail around her cub, comforting the trembling child. Nala's cream colored coated reflected off the moonlight as she dropped her head in defeat.

"You will die out there" Simba said matter of factly. He was right, and Nia knew it, she wouldn't last through the day, but she didn't concern herself with that.

"Please" she begged, pushing her son forward with her nose. "Take him in" A tear escaped Nia's eyes, but her voice never weltered.

*She is strong*

Nala admired, no matter the circumstances, Nia was a mother, and a damn good one! Her son was strong while Nia barley mustard the strength to continue standing. Nala watched as Nia's weakening legs began to tremble beneath her. Nala admired her, nonetheless.

*Oh…He is in every way like Simba*

Nala smiled at the cub, and he couldn't help but smile back her warmly. He found Nala comforting and beautiful in every way.

" You both may stay" Nala declared before walking back to the pride inside of Pride Rock. " We hunt at dawn, we will bring you both food" Nia ran to Nala and grasped her in a hug.

"Thank you" Nia backed away and bowed before Nala. Nala tilted her head in acknowledgment and continued walking inside of the cave of Pride Rock. Nia walked back to her son, and licked him tenderly.

"You see that lush pile of grass my love? Go to it and rest, I will be there shortly" Amri obeyed, and walked over to the pile of grass wearily.

Simba watched his son lay on the grass and admired him quietly. He then looked over Nia, and she was just as beautiful as he remember. Her long black thick lashes shaded her eyes from him slightly, and he couldn't help but softly blush under her intense gaze. No matter how he tried to forget her, she was truly HIS love. The moonlight made her white coat crystalize under the night sky. He saw so much of himself in that young cub, as well as his father.

*He will be a GREAT King one day*

"King" she quipped angrily, breaking Simba from his trance.

"Nia, please" She stopped him before he could continue.

"You lied to me Simba, you never spoke of this life"

"You never asked" he responded quickly. He silently regretted that last comment, and quieted himself. He watched as Nia's emotions began to show as she silently cried before him.

"Nia, please. Had I have known of him…of Amri.." Nia stopped him.

"You would have what? Invited me to stay here with you and Nala?" Nia wiped her eyes and returned to a stoic lioness. " I will always love you Simba, but you are now my King, and duties will be to serve you and Nala, nothing more, and nothing less. My son however, has separate duties. He is the rightful heir to the Kingdom, and your duties are to prepare him. Please, do not let him down" Nia walked away from Simba and back to her son. Simba wanted to invite her inside of Pride Rock, but a proud lioness like Nia would only refuse. He walked off and joined Nala inside. When Nia saw Simba disappear inside, she collapsed weakly beside her sleeping cub. Amri violently awoke at the sound of his mother's body collapsing beside him. He thought to run and get help, but thought they would do nothing. He silently cried beside his mother, intently listening to her calming heartbeat.

A/N: Hope you like it. I Only hope it isn't to mature, if so, please tell me.

On To Chapter Two