A/N: Hey, its bdog83 with my first fanfic. I plan for this one to be long, sorry about the first chapter being so short, but it is what it is I guess. If you like it or even hate it please review I appreciate feedback and anything that could help me be a better writer.
Chapter 1: Trouble in the Kingdom
The sun began to rise on another day at Pride Rock, but today was a special day. Mufasa, a large lion with a crimson mane and a golden coat, the king of the Pridelands, and his young son Simba, he had a brighter gold coat then his father, and the same color of gold on the tuft at the top of his head, the king and his son stood at the edge of Pride Rock. Mufasa then started to walk down Pride Rock, and Simba followed, today was the first day that Mufasa would show the prince the kingdom that he would rule someday.
Mufasa took Simba throughout the kingdom, occasionally stopping to lecture his son about the circle of life, and what it really meant to be king. After about a hour and a half of this Simba saw the waterhole in the distance, and he asked,"Dad, can we stop at the waterhole, and get some water? I'm really thirsty."
"Sure son." Mufasa replied, with his trademark deep voice that Simba always wished he could have one day.
"Race ya!" Simba yelled to his dad as he ran towards the waterhole, Mufasa laughed and ran as well.
"Never come back!"
A golden cub ran through the barren desert of the Outlands, his amber eyes were bloodshot with tears rolling down his cheeks. The last words that he had heard kept replaying in his mind over and over again. As the cub reached the savannah at the border of the Pride Lands, the fear that he was feeling was evident through his facial expression. He panted heavily, desperate for water, but knew that he couldn't afford to stop for even a second as he continued to sprint at full speed through the savannah. The young cub was losing energy quickly and he wished that he could stop running, but he knew that he couldn't after what had happened to him and what he had done. He had already been through a lot today and the sun was still low in the sky, however, through all of his thoughts, one prevailed, "I need water." His fur was now damp with sweat and he could feel his body beginning to give up on him as his sprint for his life turned into a jog and he was now desperate for any sign of water. Although he was as tired as he had ever been, the cub almost jumped for joy when he saw that he was approaching a waterhole, and he used all of his remaining strength to jog, limp, and finally stumble towards the first source of water that he had seen all day. He bent down and took a drink of water and it felt like heaven on earth as it moistened his dry tongue, however after he went to take another drink, the cub collapsed and his world went black.
Simba and Mufasa raced to the waterhole, Simba won and released a somewhat puny-sounding roar to proclaim his victory, which provoked a nod of approval from his father, Simba then smiled his trademark ear to ear grin and said, "Yes! I won, I can't wait to tell Kula that I beat you!" Kula was Simba's girlfriend, who Mufasa looked at as almost a daughter. However, Mufasa looked away towards the other end of the waterhole with a concerned expression.
"What's wrong dad? Mad you got beat? Don't worry I won't tell mom." Simba smiled and chuckled, but soon realized that his dad wasn't around to hear him brag. He looked around and saw Mufasa at the other end of the waterhole, with his eyes fixated on something on the ground. Simba took a quick drink from the waterhole before running over to where his father was to find out what he was looking at. He got to his dad and with his mind full of curiosity asked," What are you- oh." His amber eyes shifted to the ground where Mufasa was looking and saw the unconscious cub on the ground, he was slightly smaller than Simba, and looked to be around the same age, the cub's coat was dusty making it darker than Simba's, and he had fresh claw marks on his underbelly, side, and back legs.
"Simba." Mufasa said in a serious tone, "I'm going to take this cub to Rafiki, you need to go home and tell your mother that I will be home later."
Simba objected,"Aww dad, why can't I come?"
Mufasa stayed firm in his argument, "No Simba, I cnat risk you getting hurt, whatever did this," Mufasa pointed at the claw marks on the unconscious cub's legs, "Might still be around here." He then called, "ZAZU!"
Almost immediately, a blue hornbill arrived, he was the majordomo to the royal family, he was in a tree nearby when he heard the king's call.
"Yes sire?"
"Zazu, take Simba home I need to get this cub to Rafiki."
"Yes your highness," Zazu seemed not at all shaken at the sight of the unconscious lion cub on the ground next to Mufasa, "Come Simba."
Mufasa lifted the cub onto his back and ran off, away from the waterhole.
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