Hey guys, this is the first official chapter, probably not as action packed as the prologue. Don't forget to review, if you have any ideas please feel free to PM them to me, as I am not as inspired to write this story as I was with the first one. (purely cause I don't like the second movie)

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CHAPTER 1. BAPTISM

Eighteen Years Earlier, Birth of Kiara + 3 months

Simba sat in the church row, beside Nala, Timon and Maria. TV cameras were pointed at them, and they tried their best to ignore them. Nala cradled Kiara in her arms, trying to calm her down. She had been crying all morning, the noise had been a bit too much for the three-month-old infant. Their priest; Rafiki; stood at the front of the huge room, saying his homily. He finally called up the five of them, getting ready to baptize the new royal child.

Simba fixed his tie and walked up. The priest stood over the baptismal font and called them over. He blessed Kiara and turned to Simba and Nala, the parents and Timon and Maria, the godparents.

"Do you reject Satan, all his works and empty promises?" Rafiki started, when he said 'Satan' Simba was instantly reminded of Scar; he was the embodiment of a historical monster. His evil had complete control over him, and even when there was nothing left to fight for, he still tried to kill Simba. Many people around the world agreed he ranked up with other notorious leaders such as Adolf Hitler or Joseph Stalin for his genocide and cruelty. By killing him and bringing peace, Simba could definitely say he rejected Satan. Scar was the closest thing he could think of to the devil.

"We do." They all replied in unison.

"Do you believe in God, the father almighty creator of Heaven and Earth?"

"We do."

"Do you believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord, who was born of the Virgin Mary was crucified, died, and was buried, rose from the dead, and is now seated at the right hand of the Father?"

"We do." They answered again.

"Do you believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and life everlasting?"

"We do."

Nala handed the baby to the priest and he poured the clear, cool water over the child's head. Instantly paparazzi started snapping photos and the flashes of cameras illuminated them all. Nala didn't like it that way, but that was what she would have to get used to as a queen. The baby cried a little when the cold water ran down her head but her mother comforted her.

"I baptize you in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." Rafiki said and the crowd in the cathedral burst into cheers. Hundreds of thousands of people watched from their televisions across the world, the daughter of the most inspirational leader the world has seen had just been baptized live. They were all confident that one day the little girl would be as great as her father. A bright light suddenly appeared through the skylight in the church and illuminated Kiara. "Well done my son..." The voice of Mufasa rang in Simba's ears but no one else heard it. Simba smiled and enjoyed the moment.

Meanwhile at the Outlands, Same time

A woman sat behind her TV, seething in anger. She couldn't stand the media's biased view of Simba and his family, they made it seem that he was the greatest thing to ever happen to the world. Now everyone around the world was watching his daughter's baptism. What was the point in that? When she had gotten her three kids baptized the only ones there for her was Scar (The man that everyone now hated, but he was a hero to her.) and her mother, who had since passed away. She couldn't stand everyone's negative view of her ex- husband. They only believed what Simba had told them, and as she always told herself: History is written by the victors.

She had every reason to love Scar, first of all, he was the one who gave her three beautiful children who she loved with all her heart and that he provided for her and finally fixed East Side, and made it into a place worth living in. Unlike anyone else that had lived in the Pridelands, life was perfect for her under Scar. The door to her living room suddenly swung open.

"Mom, the Xbox stopped working!" Her eldest son Nuka whined.

"Get out now." She snapped at him.

"But Mom!" The child started but Zira raised her hand, about to hit him.

Nuka scurried out the door and shut it behind him. Zira then turned her attention towards the television again and turned it off. She thought about Simba and felt her rage sweep over her again. One day she was going to get that murderer, even if it was the last thing she did. She looked at a family picture of hers, with Scar included. Scar and her stood at the back, and Nuka and Vitani (who was holding a baby Kovu) stood in front of them. She looked at Scar's image. Don't worry sweetheart, I'll get him...one day.

She placed the picture back on the shelf and sat down again. She exhaled and tried to relax, but it was no good. She heard crying on her baby monitor and was forced up to go attend to the baby Kovu.


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