A/N: Things are going to get very bad now... Enjoy it.
anonymous13: It seemed a fitting way to start the story, considering things are about to get a lot worse.
weatherwatcher: They'll really need to use their brains for this one. Kivuli isn't exactly... Normal...
Chapter 2: Murdered
"So do we just storm in and kill them?" Ghaibu asked.
"Of course we do!" Scar exclaimed, "Everyone of my brother's subjects deserves to die!"
"I see what your problem is." Tamba said as the trio ran to the Pridelands, "Your brother got all the attention when you were young and you felt rejected and unwanted."
"No!" Scar yelled.
"Whatever you say..." Tamba said.
"Should we check the water hole first?" Ghaibu asked, "Maybe the Prince and his bratty little friends are there."
"I'll go there." Tamba said, "I still have a bone to pick with them... You two keep going to Pride Rock." Tamba split from the two and ran off in another direction.
"Wait a minute..." Ghaibu said, "Where's the Uvundo?"
"You mean that thing that smells like a rotting sack of flesh?" Scar asked, "Who cares."
The Uvundo suddenly appeared in front of them. It just stared a the two.
"Ah, there he is." Ghaibu said.
"Wonderful..." Scar mumbled quietly before speaking directly to the creature, "You go ahead and make sure all those fools stay in the den, don't start slaughtering until we arrive."
The Uvundo once again vanished without a sound.
"Sora," Tora said to her brother, "you need to get this idea out of your head that we're in danger. We've been fine all day."
Sora just looked at her, "That doesn't mean anything." He told her, "It could happen at any time."
"Oh, how right you are, son..." Tamba said evilly as he emerged from the tall grass around the water hole.
"Who's this guy?" Haiba asked.
"Nobody good." Simba growled, "Why are you here, Tamba?"
"To secure the Pridelands." He informed them, "You see, my boss needs them to launch his ultimate plan, in fact it will begin tonight. Too bad your pride won't be able to see it, seeing how they're all about to be eradicated."
"What?" Simba asked.
"You heard me." Tamba grinned, "You won't be an exception..." He suddenly lased out at Simba with his claws.
Simba managed to barely dodge Tamba's attack. "Run!" Simba shouted as he took off. His friends quickly followed his lead. If there was one thing they knew, it was not to mess with Tamba.
"Running won't do any good!" Tamba shouted, "You will all perish!" He paused for a moment. He considered going after them, but he figured they would just head to Pride Rock, believing it was safe. "Won't they be in for a surprise... Hahaha!"
"Mufasa..." Sarabi whispered, fightened by the thing that stood in the entrance of the den, "What is that?"
"I'm not sure..." He replied. The only thing that he knew about this creature was that it's stench was the most horrid thing he had ever experienced. It just stood there, looking at all the pride members as they stood in the den. It didn't move, it didn't speak. It just stood there menacingly...
"What are you?" Mufasa spoke up. When the Uvundo didn't answer, he asked again, "What are you?"
"I think you'll find he doesn't do much speaking..." a voice sounded from outside the den, "He's the strong silent type..."
"Wait..." Mufasa said, "Is that... Scar?"
"Well, at least we know you have a brain, Mufasa." Scar said as he and Ghaibu walked by the Uvundo.
Ghaibu looked over at Scar, "Now?" he asked.
Scar just smiled evilly and nodded.
"Scar, what are you doing!?" Mufasa snarled.
"Your pride's time has come, Mufasa." Scar said, "Prepare to die!"
"What... do... we do?" Nala panted as she and her friends stopped at the border of the Outlands.
"What did we tell you?" Haiba asked, "Sora and I told you something was up."
"Now isn't the time for an 'I told you so.'" Tora said. She stopped as she had a realization, "Wait, where's Mheetu!?"
"Where's everyone else we know!?" Simba exclaimed.
"Kulaani and Vitani went off to the jungle again," Nala told him, "And I saw Angani and Mkali leave this morning."
"I'm going back." Simba said, "You guys wait here, I'll be back."
"Are you crazy!?" Nala shouted, "You can't go back by yourself!"
"Look," Simba started, "everyone we care about is in danger, if Tamba can come back from the dead, there's no telling what else he can do. It'll be safer if I go alone anyway. He'd easily see all of us come back."
"Alright..." Nala gave in, "Just be careful."
Simba went back to the water hole first. There was no sign of Tamba there. It was obvious he had gone to Pride Rock, especially with all that talk about claiming the Pridelands for his 'boss.' Why did they want the Pridelands? Simba didn't know, but he was going to find out. He left the water hole and continued to Pride Rock. When he got to the base, he stopped. He suddenly felt uneasy, there was also a weird smell in the air... A mix between something rotting and something else he couldn't figure out.
As he made his way up, he saw that the sun was almost down. The smell was getting stronger as he went up. When he finally reached the top, he felt uncertain about going into the den. He brushed the feeling off and rounded the corner of the entrance.
The sight inside made him want to vomit.
Blood was everywhere. It was on the walls, the ceiling... It was the most grisly thing he had ever seen. There were bodies lying all over the ground, his heart sank to his stomach when he saw the first two.
"Mom... Dad...?" He ran over to the bodies of his parents. They were covered in huge gashes all over their bodies. Tears began to form in his eyes.
It didn't make sense. There was no way Tamba was capable of this, he was just one lion. As the tears started falling down his face, he backed away from Mufasa and Sarabi's bodies. He needed to know if his friends were okay.
As he continued looking around the den, everything seemed to get more gruesome. Some of the bodies were missing limbs or had been ripped open. He froze when he reached the body of a cub. It was Mheetu.
"No..." Simba said. He rolled Mheetu over, but it was obvious he was dead. His throat had been slashed. He moved on from Mheetu's body. He knew there had to to be someone alive, but there wasn't. Everyone was dead. Akili, Kula, Neema... They were all gone.
"T-this can't be real..." Simba cried, "It has to be a dream, a nightmare..."
"Oh no, Simba..." a voice said from behind him, "It is most certainly reality..."
Simba turned around to face the speaker.
"S-Scar?"
"Yes, Simba." Scar smiled, "But not just me..."
Ghaibu and Tamba walked up on either side of Scar. Then the Uvundo appeared in front of the trio.
"Kill him." Scar told the Uvundo.
Simba slowly backed up as the foul smelling creture approached him. He didn't go far before he ran into a wall. The Uvundo towered over Simba, it's empty eye sockets locked on the cub. It raised it's claws up in the air. This was it, Simba was going to die.
Simba closed his eyes and awaited the fatal blow, but opened them when a voice echoed into the den.
"STOP!"
The Uvundo instantly obeyed putting it's claws down and backing away from the traumatized cub.
A pitch black mist suddenly swirled into the room and materialized into a lion.
"Hello," Kivuli said sinisterly, "I see you're crying... It's okay, you'll be joining them all soon."
"Why...?" Simba sobbed.
"Do I really need a reason?" Kivuli asked. Kivuli walked up directly in front of Simba and put his claws to Simba's throat, but he suddenly pulled them back.
"What are you doing!?" Scar hissed, "Kill the little brat already!"
"I have a better idea..." Kivuli said. He suddenly took his paw and hit Simba in the chest with it.
"Ahh!" Simba cried out in pain. The blow didn't make him move, he was still in the same spot. He looked down at his chest and noticed something horrifying. Kivuli's paw was literally inside his chest, right where his heart was.
"What... Are you... Doing...?" Simba managed to say through the tremendous pain.
"How would you feel about killing your friends, Simba?" Kivuli asked.
"N...Never..." He gasped.
Kivuli smiled at him, "I'm afraid you don't have a choice..." His eyes started glowing bright green.
Simba felt a sharp jolt of pain go through his body as his own eyes also glowed green.
After a few seconds, Kivuli released Simba. There was no wound visible where Kivuli's paw had been in his chest.
"Now, Simba..." Kivuli told him, "I want you to go and slaughter the rest of your pathetic friends. Once you have finished, you will come back here and meet your fate, understand?"
"Yes, Kivuli..." Simba answered, his eyes now red. Simba walked by Scar and the other villains and out of the den.
"Why did you do that?" Tamba asked.
"It's perfect." Kivuli answered, "When he returns, I'll snap him back to his old self, then I'll kill him after I told him what he did. He'll die, knowing he's responsible for his friends's deaths... Now, I think it's time for this world to experience true darkness..." His eyes once again began glowing...
A/N: Oh no, it appears Kivuli has turned Simba to the dark side. First, most of his pride is killed and now this... Things are not going well, are they? We'll see what happens in the next chapter.