This is a revised version of an old fanfiction I wrote in 2016 on a different account that I no longer have. I saved it and intend to upload it again here, and even finish it.

This is my own theory of how everything started before the first movie began. How Mufasa's pride was formed and how Taka became Scar.

Hope you enjoy.

Chapter IV: New life

Back in Ahadi's land, things have gotten a bit out of hand. The king is has gotten sick, and the lionesses feel unprotected. They want a new leader. Hopefully a better and kinder one. When Uru died, Shetani proclaimed herself as queen. She was finally where she wanted to be, top lioness, everyone at her feet, doing whatever she ordered them to. But, Ahadi was old and sick, and her pathetic son has left, she has no heir. Then one day a lioness ran inside their den.

"Shetani." She received a glare. "I-I-I mean, my queen, there are three young males trespassing, and the king is ill. What do we do now?" she said worriedly. This is it. Her chance. With the help of those trespassers, she can dethrone Ahadi and claim the land all to herself, if she succeeds in manipulating the youngsters first, of course.

"I will personally discuss with them." She smirked. "You stay here and calm the others down." Exiting the den, she walks over to the young lions. It was the three cannibals, Mwoga, Mjinja, and Mgonjwa. They came with their own intentions in mind, challenge the current king and proclaim the pride as their own.

"I thought I asked for the king, not another female." Mwoga displeased to see Shetani walk towards them.

"I'm not just an ordinary lioness, I am the queen of this pride, and I have a proposal for you."

"And what is that?" Mjinja asked.

"The king is old and sick, he will die anyway, so I'm asking you three to wait a little while before conquering the land." The males were confused.

"Wait so… you want us to take over? What's the catch?"

"In one condition, I get to remain queen and rule over the land…" Circling them. Seductively rubbing her shoulders on their bodies. "Maybe have an heir." Smirking. "The reason I want you to wait until the king is dead is so the lionesses can trust me more, so it will be easier to manipulate them into giving you, the males, the best flesh of the kill." The males looked at each other. All three of them agreed to the terms. They finally could have a pride to hunt for them.

"Deal," Mwoga smirked. "As you wish… my queen." Ohh how she loved the sound of that. She went back to her lionesses.

"Are they gone?"

"Yes." She said proudly. "I told you I'll deal with them."

Months have passed and the boys have reached the borders of the Grasslands, the biggest kingdom in the southern region. Mufasa has grown into a strong young adult, with a thick regal-looking mane. Taka, on the other hand, is a late bloomer, with a short, fine mane and a slender body. In their journey, they have been helped by very nice animals, have made new friends everywhere they went, well at least Mufasa did, but they have yet to find a pride to call their own. Until maybe now.

"Mufasa, there are some lionesses ahead." He looked over where Taka pointed. They are hunting. One of them is chasing a zebra, while the others wait until it's ok to pounce. They waited until the lionesses filled their bellies, we all know females get all cranky when hungry. Four tawny lionesses with dark rings on their ears. He found them unique, he has never seen such a feature before. Mufasa approached.

"Hello, ladies." He said giving them a little cocky grin.

"Ohh great, more lions." One of them said rolling her eyes.

"This time a fat one and a skinny one," a second sister said with a smirk.

"I'm not fat!" Mufasa pouted. "And I'm not skinny." Taka growled.

"Girls leave them alone. It's clear to me they just beg attention." A third said and the fourth was already napping on the rock. Mufasa couldn't think of anything but how beautiful the lionesses are, but one caught his eyes. He laid next to her. Taka laid under a tree taking a nap.

"What do you want fatty?" she said teasingly.

"My name is Mufasa, not fatty." He said calmly.

"Hmm, so Muffy huh?" That made him cringe a little, the fur on his back rising hating the nickname. She giggled. "I'm Sarabi." She has a beautiful smile on her face that would change Mufasa's life from now on.

More to come soon...

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