CHAP 8
Scar payed no more attention to me, instead he backed Simba up to the end of pride rock, and the hordes of Hyenas followed behind.
"Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now EVERYONE.. KNOWS... WHY!"
Simba backed up too far and fell off the edge. "NO!" Nala and I screamed in unison.
He just managed to hold onto the edge with his front paws, but he was slipping fast. A lightning bolt hit a bush underneath him and raging fire started. Scar was right in front of me, if I could stand I could easily dislocate something of his. Scar sits back and I can almost reach him withe my claws.
'Now this looks familiar. Hmm." Scar says putting a finger to his chin. "Where have I seen this before?" Simba held on for dear life, scratching the rock as scar sat back. "Let me think. Hmmm... hmmm. Oh yes, I remember. This is just the way your father looked before he died."
The fire was raging now and Scar did something unforgivable. He dug his sharp claws into Simba's hands ruthlessly, causing Simba to be at scars complete mercy.
"And here's MY little secret:" He said evilly leaning forward to Simba with a whisper "I killed Mufasa."
"NOOOOOO!" Simba and I screamed. Simba forced Scar back with new power and leaped onto the rock, pinning his uncle madly.
I forced my self up, for a moment. Now was the time to use everything I had, every last power reserve. Scar was caught completely by surprise at Simba's newfound rage and my getting up.
"Murderer!"
"No, Simba, please." Scar begged, his voice wavering. "Tell them the truth." Simba seethed "Truth?Eheh But- truth is in the eye of the beholdllgkkk!" Simba choked scar, putting aa paw to his throat.
"All right. All right." Scar choked " I did it." He said it, but quietly.
"I want everyone to hear you, Scar" I say shakily, ridden with pain.
"I killed Mufasa!"
The Hyena's jumped onto Simba, and I swiped them as hard as I could, taking them down slowly. The lionesses helped me, swatting away the beasts. "Heeeyyyy-yaaaaah!" Pumba and Timon screams, joining the fray, charging down and knocking hyenas everywhere. "'Scuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through. Hot stuff. Whoo!"
Simba held his own against the animals, but one bit onto his neck from behind. Red flames illuminated everything in a devilish glow. Simba struggled until:
WHACK
Rafiki brought his stick down on the Hyena and took some down himself Kung-fu style.
I stared as Simba searched rapidly for Scar, then found him sneaking awe and followed him. I followed behind at a limp.
Simba chased him up the mountain, through the deadly flames and branches. Scar leaped over the flames, and behind him a wall of crackling flames shot up. Simba looked around quickly for a way in, but couldn't find any, and so, in a desperate attempt to get to his uncle he leaped through the burning fire.
I tried to look through the fire which had now made a ring around the space where Simba and Scar were facing off. Nowhere to run.
All I could do was listen on.
"Murderer" Simba said savagely.
"S-Simba, Simba. Please, Please have mercy. I beg you." He said sounding more nervous and wavering then before.
I could tell Simba was advancing on the runt of a lion, rage filled
"You don't deserve to live." He growled.
That was the truth, he didn't. But still, if Simba did kill him, he would be a murderer too. Rage can be one of the most effective motivators, but love is even stronger, and he was feeling rage for his loved one. I couldn't blame him.
The system is all weird, that you can kill gazelles and eat them on a daily basis, but killing a fellow lion once is unspeakable. It's all moral, I guess.
The hyena trio came from behind me, and I just managed to slink out of the way before they saw me. They listened on, a parting in the fire had just appeared for them to see through.
"But, Simba, I am... ah... family." Scar said unsurly, ha, he didn't even believe himself. "It's the hyenas who are the real enemy!" He said more surely now. The hyena's listened on in disbelief.
"It was their fault- it was their idea!" Scar pleaded. The Hyenas growled angrily, baring their teeth and stepping back without a sound. "Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie." I could see now through the gap I, and I tried to move but I seemed glued to my spot. It felt like a rhinos horn had been stuck in me.
Simba advanced slowly, backing his uncle to his 'knees' on the edge.
"What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your old Uncle…?" Scar asked unsurely with an ingratiating grin.
"No, Scar. I'm not like you."
Scar looked relieved "Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me; I mean, anything." He said, happier now, getting up. Simba kept his stony position.
Run. Run away, Scar. And never return."
I felt like I had just communicated mentally with Simba, our thoughts sharing and melding together. I felt the deep anger that coursed through his veins and the hatred that plagued his bones. Scar looked shocked but then quickly went back to grinning.
"Yyyees…" Scar said, and I could tell he was lying "Of course. As you wish…" With a smirk he looked down at a pile of hot embers and I realized what Scar was going to do a second before Simba.
I would have cried out but words didn't seem to come out of my lips
"…your Majesty!"
Scar swiped the red hot coals into Simba's face- they hit their target and seared Simba painfully. Simba let out a cry of anguish and tried to swat the hot embers off his nose. Before he could open his eyes Scar pounced on him, biting his neck and wrestling him.
This was the final battle. The battle to determine who wins pride rock, and maybe even their life.
Simba fought back valiantly, pouncing and growling loudly.
Simba and Scar got or their hind legs, having a standing up show down. Slapping, scratching.
Sparks flew behind them as they roared and tugged and swiped at each other violently.
I could see the hatred in their eyes, the passion. Simba slapped Scar hard, sending his head whipping back, Scar returned the gesture, if not harder. While Simba was recovering from the blow, he threw him down and out of the circle of flames. Simba hit the ground on his back with a thud, and was so close to the edge of a ledge.
Scar took advantage of the moment and pounced onto his nephew, but Simba took advantage too, by locking his paws with scar and pushing him off. Scar tumbled down the rock slide and fell onto his side at the bottom. He got up slowly and Simba looked over the ledge.
"Ahh, my friends!" Scar said nervously. I looked over the side, though I could not move, and saw the hyena trio advancing on scar like Simba had done a very short time ago.
"Frie-he-hends?" Shenzi laughed meanly "I thought he said we were the enemy!"
"Yeah, that's what I heard." Banzai grinned, both of them showing their sharp teeth. The fire roared behind them.
Scar's face turned to one of fear and dread.
"Ed?" They asked
Ed laughed evilly, not hysterically, in a slow angry vicious way. From the fire emerged many more Hyenas, all laughing like Ed. Scar backed into the rock, his shadow emanating against "it.
"N-n-no. L-L-L-Le-Le-Le-Le-Let me explain. No. You don't understand. No! I didn't mean for... No, No! Look, I'm sorry I called you... No! NOO!"
They Hyenas crowded around the pleading lion, ripping him to bits.
Scar was dead. They laughed in the red light as they tore at him violently, hungrily. I averted my eyes.
Just in time, a lightning bolt struck and rain came down hard, dousing the flames around pride rock. The battle was won.
"Lets go." Simba sighed, and he hoisted me on his back gently.
He walked down to where Pumbaa and Timon waited.
And Zazu.
I hadn't seen the old dodo for so long!
"Hi" I said weakly, and he smiled. Zazu bowed at Simba, no us.
He bowed at us.
Simba layer me down softly and my mother came to me, as did Sarabi to Simba.
We hugged each other. I missed her so much.
Rafiki appeared next to pride rock, and motioned with his stick for Simba to ascend Pride Rock as king. Simba walked up to Rafiki in the rain, and the baboon bowed. Simba pulled him into a strong hug.
"It is time."
Simba walked up pride rock, it was moving.
He was going to take his rightful place as king, finally. He had doubts, but he came, Home.
We all stared in awe, and I then realized how much he had grown from the impatient little cub with a measly roar and small hair.
When he reached the top, he looked up to the sky, and Mufasa's voice rang out.
"Remember"
Simba grinned confidently then roared out to the savannah. It was a triumphant victories roar and us lionesses echoed his call.
Victory. The pride lands were once again a happy place.
Many days passed, and the animals slowly returned. The sun shone out over the green fields and the lush savannah.
And, do you want to know what happened?
Nala and Simba became a couple, Pumbaa, Timon and I were always at his side, especially when the two had their baby.
I was there, I saw them name her. 'Kiara'
What a nice name.
A week later Simba and Nala were perched on the tip of pride rock, Pumbaa Timon and I next to them.
It was a great feeling. The wind blew through my fur and white birds circled our the animals in the kingdom gathered round to see the baby- Zazu flew next to me and I gave him a happy nod.
From behind Rafiki came with Kiara in his hands, and I marvelled at how much she resembled her father. It was the moment of truth as Rafiki gripped her under the armpits.
He raised her into the air and everyone cheered.
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
That was possibly the longest creative story I've ever written, and I hope you really enjoyed, from the bottom of my heart.
-gisella89
