This is a fanfiction of a fanfiction by 'Lyra Heartstrings or Tuquorise'! She has the best fiction on the Chima archive at the moment (In my opinion), and I just thought it would be a little fun to make my own little chapter from her story. This chapter picks up right from where chapter 5 ends in Lyra's story, which is when Eris and Lothar leave Laval alone to face the overgrowth. Oh, and to the original story creator, (sorry if this makes you upset or anything.) I didn't really think about asking for your permission or anything like that, but I hope it wont be too big of a deal.

"But Laval, you'll die!"

"That doesn't matter to me! This whole journey will have been for nothing if we are all dead!"

"But… I…"

"GO!"

"I can't leave you to die like this!"

Lothar pulled Eris's arm. "Let go! I can't just leave Laval all alone!" Lothar ignored her words. His grip on her arm tightened: with the speed of a cheetah, Lothar took off with Eris, his paw still gripping onto her arm.

"LAVAL!" her desperate voice cried out. That was the last word Laval would ever hear Eris say.

Lothar and Eris disappeared from view, leaving Laval all alone to face the armada of overgrowth.

"Eris…" Laval wisped to himself.

"What have I gotten myself into…"

A vine grabbed Laval's right arm. Laval retaliated by slicing it off, but more vines kept coming with every second.

"If those two die… and I live, I'll be punished indefinitely…"

A few more vines charged at him. Laval chopped them into pieces with little effort.

He continued, "But if they do live…"

At that instant, a torrent of at least fifty vines wrapped themselves around Laval's torso.

"-DAMN IT! I SHOULD HAVE BEEN PAYING ATTENTION!"

The army of vines began to crush Laval's body. The pain he felt was unlike any he had ever felt in his entire existence, and it was getting more and more intense with each second.

"If they live… I'll be dead no matter what!"

Then one of Laval's ribs shattered. He roared in pain.

"I'M SCREWED."

Laval's internal organs started to burst one by one. At this point, he couldn't even speak aloud; let alone think. The pain was unbelievable. Meanwhile, as he was being squeezed to death, a huge torrent of razor sharp vines amassed from the cracks in the ground and assembled themselves into a recognizable shape. The shape
of a spear… Soon afterwards, the spear shaped mass of super - intelligent vines charged it's way towards the helpless lion's head… ready to finish him off and put him out of his misery.

"Hey…" a mysterious voiced echoed.

WOW! That went better than I thought it would. I don't know if I will continue this (I have a bunch of unfinished stories.) I also have a bad habit of making an individual chapter ultra short. K bye. Oh, and that voice at the end could possibly be a new character I might add.