Hello all, and welcome to the second chapter! I'd like to give a huge shout out to everybody who reviewed the last chapter. Y'all are the reason that I write! Also, do not forget to check out my other ongoing TLK story, Birth of Steele. I worked hard on it, and I hope y'all will like that one too. Well, I think that I have done enough blabbing, so without any further ado, here is the second chapter!

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The next morning, the sun rose gallantly over the African Savannah. Far away, in the world of humans, very few places have a sunrise quite as beautiful as the one the Pridelands offered the world.

On the tip of the majestic formation known as Pride Rock, Ahadi stood over his lands, the wind flowing like a rushing rapid through his pitch black mane. Uru's condition had significantly improved since the previous day, and anything less than a full recovery would be a shock. The king chuckled to himself. His mate had already gained her characteristic feistiness back.

A gruff but kind voice suddenly rang out in the direction of Ahadi, surprising the king slightly.

"Good morning Ahadi."

The king turned around and smiled, knowing exactly to whom the voice belonged to. "Good morning to you as well, Mohatu."

The former king smiled gently, his blood red mane also flowing in the wind. "I hope your morning has fared well so far, because it will not be so pleasant for all that much longer."

Ahadi's facial expression transfigured in to one of astute confusion. "I'm not following…"

Mohatu suddenly narrowed his amber eyes and began to snarl lightly. "How dare you Ahadi? How dare you?"

The statement only caused Ahadi's confusion to only grow. "I still have no idea what the hell you're saying Mohatu…"

Mohatu sighed and his eyes narrowed further, becoming nothing more than narrow slits on his golden face. "How dare you name my grandson trash? How dare you curse him with a name of spite and anger? Do you realize what you have done Ahadi?"

Ahadi shrugged absentmindedly. "I gave the little piece of trash the name that it properly deserved. I dare you to forget that it's YOUR daughter that the little bastard nearly killed. Hell, even Rafiki agrees with me!"

Mohatu sighed in annoyance and anger. "I am going to have to have a very serious talk with that monkey. But that does not warrant your behavior Ahadi. Whether you like it or not, the cub is your son, and you need to treat…Taka…with the love and respect that he deserves."

It was then when Ahadi slumped to the ground and began to sob. "I don't know what's wrong with me Mohatu…One second, that cub is the total bane of my existence, and the next, I feel so guilty for hating him the way I do. What kind of lion am I Mohatu?"

Mohatu sighed sadly. "I had a dream last night, Ahadi. A quite troubling dream, at that. I'm warning you, my son. You have quite possibly set off a chain of events by naming the cub Taka. Whether the dark future that I saw in my dream comes to pass is in the hands of not just the Great Kings of the Past, but in your own as well. Tread the water carefully, Ahadi."

Before the current king could think of a response, Mohatu turned tail and slowly padded back into the den, leaving Ahadi consumed by a torrent of thoughts.

Seems like old Mohatu has finally become senile…but…my father in law isn't really all that old, is he now?

The king chuckled lightly, the contempt evident in the tone of his laugh.

The mook is listening to those supposed "Great Kings of the Past" again. I don't know who the hell fed him that shit, but it sure as hell ain't true. You don't become some pretty, twinkly piece of shit when you die. Those legends are for those who are simply afraid of the dark…

As Ahadi contemplated his philosophies, a certain crown prince was incredibly excited to meet his new, younger sibling.

Uru smiled as young Mufasa sprinted into the den. The cub was a splitting image of his grandfather, with golden fur, caring amber eyes, and a small tuft of red mane growing on the top of his head.

Unfortunately, the cub was unable to control his own momentum, and he crashed into his mother's leg. Uru laughed as Mufasa squirmed to upright his position once again.

"Good morning my sweet son. Are you ready to meet your new brother?"

The young crown prince nodded eagerly, and Uru took Taka from behind her back, and held him out towards Mufasa. The young cub's eyes widened in absolute awe as he saw his brother for the very first time.

"He's…he's…he's so tiny!"

Uru chuckled lightly, before nuzzling Taka lightly on the head. "Your brother's name is…" The new mother grimaced before speaking again, the grimace going completely unnoticed by Mufasa. "His name is Taka."

Mufasa let the name flow on his tongue. "Taka…Little Taka…"

The crown prince tried to make an intimidating expression as he spoke again. "I'm going to be his protector! I'll show him everywhere, and we'll be the bestest friends that there ever were, and we-"

Uru nuzzled Mufasa lightly before pushing him away gently. "That's enough for now Mufasa. Taka needs to sleep now. Why don't you go play with Sarabi?"

Mufasa nodded eagerly, and the cub dashed out of the cave , off to find his young, female friend.

Well, that is going to be all that I am going to write for now. I would like to thank everybody very much for taking the time to read this, and, as mentioned previously, PLEASE DO NOT FORGET TO LEAVE ME A REVIEW! If I feel I get enough reception, I will try to have the next chapter up whenever I can. Until then, take care, and thanks again for reading!

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