"I killed MUFASA!" I spat in Simba's face. The hyenas ran at the gold lion pinning me down, pushing him off me. The lionesses attacked too, one of them kicking me in the face. I snarled and got up, shaking my fur and slunk off to the path that led up to the top of Pride Rock, my brain worked quickly and I formed a plan that if I could get up to the top quick enough, I could surprise my nephew when he was looking for me.
I sensed a presence behind me, I turned my head, eyes widening at the sight of Simba, damn it, I hadn't been quick enough. I snapped my head back on the path in front of me and bounded up to the top of Pride Rock. I leapt through some flames that flared up in front of me and skidded a little on the ground as my feet found the surface once again. I raced over to the edge of the Rock and stared down at the peak below, stared down at either my or Simba's fate. I was in jammed in a corner, brilliant.
"Murderer…" I hear behind me. I turn, sinking low to the ground as Simba walked up to me. The rock just arrived to my metaphor of the situation I was in…If only I could remember what it was called...
"Simba, Simba please, please have mercy, I beg you." I pleaded, until I could think of a plan, I would bide my time, make him think, make him grieve.
"You don't deserve to live." He snarled. It was true…But I wasn't going down without a fight.
"But, Simba…I…Am, er…" I paused in thought, what would make this lion crack? "Family…" I panted, Simba kept walking forward, I decided to change tactic. "It's the hyenas who are the real enemy, it was their fault; it was their idea."
"Why should I believe you?" Simba growled, looming over my hunched body. "Everything you ever told me was a lie." Not everything, I still despise guessing games and I did kill Mufasa.
"What are you going to do?" I looked up at him, for the second time in my life, I was truly afraid. The first involved my distinctive facial feature, and namesake. "You wouldn't kill your own Uncle, would you?" I added quickly, knowing that Simba would do anything not to kill someone; that would make him like me.
"No Scar, I'm not like you." He growled. What can I say? I'm a natural at this.
"Oh, Simba, thank you," I sighed in relief, now was the time to play the 'I'm-so-grateful-you-are-wonderful' tactic. "You are truly noble, I'll make it up to you, I promise. And how can I prove myself to you? Tell me, anything at all."
"Run, run away, Scar, and never return." He returned me to that day, that day when Mufasa died at my paws and boosted me up in the hierarchy list.
"Yes," I dragged out the word and slinked around him, my belly centimetres to the floor, my acid green eyes never leaving Simba's. I spotted a burning pile of coal, I wasn't stepping down just yet; it had gone too far to let my kingdom go now. "Of course," I stopped at the pile of coal, my eyes slowly turning to the ground. "As you wish, your MAJESTY!" I spat, flicking the ash into Simba's face.
He let out a roar of pain and turned to flick it out of his eyes. I took that opportunity to leap at him, my claws sunk into his fur, my jaw locking onto his neck, gnawing away. He rolled onto his side and then got up, now facing me; I slammed him onto his back and bit at his neck, the paws pushing on my narrow chest stopping me from crushing his windpipe. Suddenly, his paw came up a hit me square in the face, knocking me away, my nephew soon got up and leapt at me, his forepaws slamming into my shoulders. I stepped back and momentarily went down onto all four paws, Simba used the slam-Uncle-in-face method again, but it was much lighter this time.
I rose back onto my hind legs and struck my claws down his face, on both sides of it. He roared and there was a lot of pushing and shoving, then Simba rose up and brought his paw down on my face, yes again.
The hit was the hardest yet and almost knocked me to the ground, but I managed to regain some balance. I slapped my nephew straight back and he was knocked off balance long enough for me to stand up and hit him again with enough force that it knocked him back onto the hard stone.
I leapt after him, soaring through a wall of fire, the flames licking my mane, my forelegs outstretched and my mouth open to reveal my set of teeth. I saw Simba look at me, bare his teeth and then – just as I was about to land on top of him and sink my teeth into his neck – a force came up and kicked me in the stomach, sending me off the ledge and falling, falling off of Pride Rock, the most undesirable way to go. My body slammed into jutting rocks and then onto the hard ground at the bottom of the Rock. I lay there panting for a second.
When I got my breath back, I shifted and sat up, looking up at the bracken in front of me. I smiled as I saw Shenzi, Banzai and Ed in front. "Ah, my friends..." I said, standing up and taking a small step towards them.
Shenzi chuckled. "Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy," She said, turning to Banzai. "Right?"
"Yeah." He said murderously.
Then both of them said. "Ed?"
Ed laughed in a way that I had never heard before and licked his lips, and the rest of the hyena clan appeared out of the smoke. They advanced toward me, while I stuttered and tried to stop them, but it wasn't enough. My hindquarters pressed against the rock, I covered my face with one foreleg and when that didn't stop them, I shielded myself with my other foreleg, slipping down onto the ground and sitting on it, my back legs curling up, pressing into my stomach.
Shenzi leapt at my throat, her teeth sinking through my mane, trying to get at the tender skin underneath the hair, I was pushed onto the ground as the rest of the clan leapt onto my lithe form. Pain erupted through my body as teeth dug under my skin and tugged at it, I roared as one hyena succeeded in pulling away the skin on my left flank.
Shenzi was still gnawing at my throat and I just about had enough of it; I reached up with my paw and scraped my claws down her back, she yelped and released my neck. As soon as her head was visible, my claws raked down her face and ripped down her eye, she howled and went to bite me, but instead found herself inside my mouth and my teeth pressing into her skin.
I didn't want to kill her...Why would I?...Instead I threw her away from me into the flames. Hopefully she would survive.
I then turned my attention to the other hyenas. I clawed at them and struck them down, sending them flying into the flames, I managed to regain my paws and the upper hand. Many bit at my legs, trying to make me fall to the ground, at which I sank my teeth into the necks of the ones latched to my forelegs, dislodged them and threw them into the flames, while the ones clutching to my back legs were kicked off. It was strange that some of the distrustful animals seemed almost hesitant to attack, probably from the sight of such a scrawny lion striking down what were once his hyena comrades.
And it was actually the flames that saved me; the hyenas were slowly being burnt as the fire crawled towards me. It was around three feet from burning me alive and there were only around eleven hyenas left, so I took a chance and jumped. I leapt onto a hyena and then pushed off towards the flames, if I could leap through fire when attacking my nephew, I could leap through it to escape my death.
My paws hit the ground running; I was running away from, not only my death, but my nephew, mate and cubs too. Zira, Nuka and a newborn Vitani would surely be told that I was dead. I sighed I thought of my Zira, my beautiful mate who was expecting our third cub. But I couldn't think about that now, I had to get away from Pride Rock, so I kept running.
It wasn't exactly easy thinking of a plan when searing pain, blood slowly trickling down your body and the deafening roar of the flames behind you all acted as distractions. I turned my head over my shoulder as the rain started to patter down and the roar of the new king greeted my ears. I gritted my teeth in pain and anger; the flames were quenched, just like my reign. I collapsed on my stomach under a huge baobab tree. The last thing I saw was a small, limping shape with a stick before my vision blurred and swirled into darkness.
"Will I like this surprise?"
"As the king's brother, you should have been first in line!"
"…Brother! Help me!"
"Long live the king"
"You don't deserve to live."
"Life's not fair, is it?"
"Everything you ever told me was a lie."
"You didn't think about what they'd do to us. Did you?"
