Author's Note: Hello everylion, Godwrites again. This is the last chapter of this story. I hope you all enjoy. See you lions later. Godwrites out.
One night later, my mother came, and she told me about "Your final challenge is soon to come. It will either be your doom, or it will boost you to king of the Pridelands."
I then proceeded to ask her, "Can you give me any guidance?"
"Only one." She said.
"Anything." I said.
"Poachers will come into the Serengeti and kill, pillage, and all that. They will try to bring the animals here to the zoo." She said, "They will either kill you, or Kovu..." She continued.
"What?" I asked.
"Yes." She said, "Either thou or he must die." That is all she said, then she dissipated and left. I did not feel as though I could be up to the task, but I did. I would kill, or be killed for Shana and Simba.
First, was the fire. The poachers put the trees up in flames, as well as the plains. Animals scattered, and my family was left behind. They killed a few animals easily in the confusion. As the animals ran in different ways, poachers were right behind them. Then, came the cars. Jeeps, Humvees, and the like came from nowhere, with shooters, or men with nooses were the passengers. I immediately ran to find my family.
Simba and Shana were gone, along with Kiara and Nala. Most likely to the cave I told them to go to if there are poachers around. Then, there was Kovu. He would not back away from a fight. I didn't, and neither would he. When I found him, he was being surrounded by men with nooses, and guns. I jumped onto one of the men, and ripped his throat open. The surprise the poachers had on their faces was priceless. They were all saying things like, "Oh shit! A white lion!" I was here for Kovu. I told him that the rest was safe. Then he pounced three of them without being shot at. I pounced two. Then, bullets were flying everywhere. I was hit, along with Kovu. However, some of the poachers, I could tell were inexperienced with a weapon. Some shot other poachers, some shot trees and bark. I would laugh, given the situation wasn't either death or kill poachers. There had to be thirty poachers surrounding us.
After about twenty or so poachers were killed, Kovu had fallen. It was in slow motion. I was ripping open one poacher's chest, and he had been shot in the head at close range. He fell like a mighty oak. I was now alone against five or four poachers. Needless to say, I killed them all. Then, I investigated Kovu's dead body. He had a bullet hole through his head. I cried for what seemed like an hour. Then, I dragged him to the cave. Surely my body was bloody from the bullet wounds I sustained, two in the legs, three or four in the chest area, cuts along my face. When we were in the cave, I seen everyone I knew, scared, in the dark. When I told them what happened, Kiara said she knew this day was coming. But, not the exact way it had happened. She said I was supposed to run away with all the others and leave Kovu there. But I didn't. I stayed and fought. I don't remember anything else about that night, but I do know if any poacher wants to mess around with my tribe, they will have to go through me.