The Lion Guard Enter the Jackal Chapter 10, a lion guard fanfic

Chapter 10

The Lion Guard had raced off to the savannah to stop the vicious attack on the Pride Lands. Just as Kisasi had hoped they would do.

The Jackal watched from Pride Rock as the five brats pathetically and predictably went to save the day. He chuckled because it was kind of sad, really. They try so hard to be heroes, and look where it gets them.

Apart from the rest of the four, Kion was the only one in the guard he wanted to target. All he had to do was use the right bait.

He turned back to Simba.

"It seems your son and his little gang are going to have their paws full, your majesty." He said coolly.

Simba growled and narrowed his eyes. "You had something to do with this, didn't you?"

Kisasi yawned derisively, waving a paw. "Maybe, maybe not. I'm not telling."

Simba bared his teeth and growled more threateningly. Kisasi merely just scuffed at the lion's attempt of intimidation.

He walked past Simba, caressing his tail under his chin as he went, and sat himself at the tip of Pride Rock.

"Then I'm afraid that this meeting is done," Simba said finally. "Leave Pride Rock, Kisasi. Now."

But Kisasi did not move. Neither did he leave. Instead, much to Simba's surprise, he threw back his head and laughed. It was a deep, malignant laugh that made Simba's back fur prickle.

"Why are you laughing?" Simba demanded.

"From where I am sitting, Simba, I can see far and wide across the Pride Lands," Kisasi said calmly. "I can see that your son and his guard are rescuing animals from the Hyenas and Jackals that are causing chaos in your kingdom. Pity that your kingdom is full of cowards."

"What do you mean by that?" Simba snarled.

"Your subjects down there depend on the Lion Guard to save their pathetic little lives," Kisasi said coldly, his focus still on the savannah. "Why depend on a bunch of kids to save their skins? Haven't they tried to stand up to predators from the Outlands before?"

"Well, they..." Simba fumbled to try and find the right answer.

"You don't have an answer, do you?" Kisasi growled, cutting him off. And there was no humor in his voice this time. "Your kingdom is full of animals that will never stand up for themselves, save for Crocodiles like Makuu and his float. But every other animal down there, Simba, will run just to save themselves. They need your son and his friends to chase off their enemies so they can have things go back to the way they were."

Kisasi licked his lips and turned to face Simba with a cold and hard stare on his face. "But I know the truth. There is no going back once they give up hope. That makes you, the Pridelanders, weak. The Outland animals will come after them in the night, and none of them shall have the strength to resist our claws and fangs for long."

"The Pride Lands will always be full of animals that will never give up hope," said Simba, his voice loud and strong. "The Lion Guard will see to that!"

"The Lion Guard, your son, has changed things for worst for us Outlanders!" Kisasi snarled, gnashing teeth. "Hope does not exist in the Outlands, only here in the Pride Lands. There was never hope for any of us."

"Maybe if you'd follow and respect the Circle of Life..." Simba began to say but Kisasi cut him off.

"The Circle of Life is a lie!" Kisasi shouted as he turned around to face Simba, shaking with rage. "I've watched how your so-called Circle of Life works, Simba. It's life or death. It's a delicate balance of nature that can be brought to its knees should one thing go wrong. Well, it went wrong for me. I lost my mate and pups all because of your so-called ideology and your cowardly absence."

For a long time Simba neither spoke nor moved. Kisasi's hackles were still raised and his eyes were narrow.

Finally, Simba spoke. "I'm sorry that I was a coward, Kisasi, but now I am the ruler of my father's kingdom again. I can't make things right from what happened in the past, but you can."

"How?"

"You can move on."

Kisasi scuffed. "How can I move on knowing that your son holds the greatest weapon the Pride Lands and Outlands has ever known? A mighty roar giving to him by the Great Lions of the Past that can give water to any dry place in the Outlands. Or destroy an entire savannah or an enemy in one fell sweep."

"You think my son would use his roar to destroy or even kill?" Simba asked, surprised.

"It wouldn't be the first time that a lion used the roar to destroy, now wouldn't it?" Kisasi sneered knowingly.

Simba's voice became low as he spoke. "Scar did not respect his gift from the Great Kings, Kisasi. He let the power of the roar go to his head, and in doing so he thought that he should be king. He was wrong. He lost that gift the moment he wanted to overthrow my father. His guard refused and Scar became so angry that he used his roar to destroy them. And in doing so he lost that gift forever."

"The same will be for your son," Kisasi said. "He already used it to take a life. And when he uses it a second time to do it again, just you wait and see. He'll lose that power forever. Then there will be no Lion Guard."

"That is not going to happen." Simba said.

Kisasi smiled devilishly, showing his teeth. "Oh, it's going to happen, Simba. That is why I've setup your son and the guard to go after the Hyenas and Jackals because I knew that they couldn't resist playing the heroes. By now, Kion and his friends out there are on the savannah are making Rairai and Janja sorry for trespassing in your kingdom. They'll drive them off again, congratulate each other on a job well done, and come back here to gloat to me that my plan didn't work, and that I should be on my way as well."

"So this was your plan after all." Exclaimed Simba.

Kisasi licked his paw. "Ah, you think you figured it out, huh? Well I got news for you, your majesty; the attacks were not even part of my main plan."

Simba's ears flattened as he bared his teeth. "Then tell me what was it. Tell me now!"

Kisasi merely just kept on licking his paw, his eyes never meeting Simba's. Snarling, Simba crouched down and prepared himself to spring and pin the insolent Jackal on the ground, to make him talk.

But before he could do that, he felt something suddenly sting him on his left hind leg. He yelped, jumping a foot in the air before backing away from the ledge. Looking down he saw a small Scorpion scuttling away from his leg and disappearing over the rock ledge and out of sight.

"A Scorpion? How..." Simba staggered, like he was loosing balance on all four of his paws. His vision was becoming unsteady, his head swimming.

Kisasi stopped licking his paw as he leered at Simba. Then he smiled a wicked grin and Simba suddenly knew in that moment before the world went blurry.

Kisasi's sinister voice was echoing in his ears, as if he was monologuing him into a deep sleep. But Simba tried to stay awake has best he could.

"Feeling a little woozy, your majesty?" Kisasi said casually as he stepped away from the ledge and began to walk around Simba. "I just love the Flat rock Scorpions in the Outlands, don't you? Their venom is low in toxicity, which is a shame. But it will knock you out for a least an hour or more. Oh, Simba, you've failed the Pride Lands. I think Mufasa and your grandfather Ahadi are to blame. All the rulers of the Pride Lands have failed this kingdom. Mufasa, who was betrayed by his brother and blood. Scar, who foolishly thought that murder would get him the throne and a bunch of ladies, and finally you, Simba. The cowardly little baby-cub who ran away in fear and sadness. All because you thought you were responsible for your dear, old daddy's death in that stampede. What a pity."

Kisasi continued to circle Simba. The king had finally let the venom take over and all he wanted to do was sleep. Everything was going dark.

"But defeating Scar and gaining the throne and having a family didn't change you at all. You became overprotective of your daughter, you banished Zira and her clan for supporting Scar. It just gave you an excuse. A way for your past to justify your actions in the present. And now, dear sweet majesty, it's time for you to take a little nap. Sweet nightmares."

Simba's vision clouded over and he knew no more. The last thing he heard before he blacked out was the sound of Kisasi's cruel cackle.

The guard had rounded up the Jackals and Hyenas in a tight group, ending it with Kion using his roar to send them all flying right back into the Outlands.

Though there had been a few casualties in the herd, the Lion Guard had done their best.

Ono didn't think that he had done his best. All he did was peck at a few heads from the Jackals and keep a look out. After he had seen all the bodies of the herds members that were lost, he felt like he had let the guard down. Why hadn't he, the keenest of sight, been doing his duty of keeping an eye out for trouble?

"That takes care of them," Panted Fuli. "Now let's head back to Pride Rock and see how the meeting is doing."

"I don't think we'll have to worry about the meeting, Fuli," Ono said from the air. "I can see Kisasi coming back this way. And I can see something else at Pride Rock too."

"What is it, Ono?" Kion called up to him.

Squinting and using his ability, Ono saw the still form of Simba on the ledge. He wasn't moving.

Ono dove back down to the others shouting, "Hapana! Everyone! Everyone! King Simba is laying on the ground at Pride Rock! He's not moving!"

"What?! Ono, is he okay?" Kion desperately.

"I'm not sure, Kion. He wasn't moving."

Growling in anger, Kion took off in the direction where Kisasi was while shouting back to his friends, "I'm going after Kisasi. You guys get back to Pride Rock and see how my dad is doing. Hurry!"

"You got it Kion!" Bunga called back.

The four of them raced off across the savannah to help the king. As soon as they were gone Kion sped toward Kisasi, his anger rising. If that Jackal had hurt his dad...

He stopped for a second, thinking. No. He couldn't use the roar in anger again. It was probably what Kisasi wanted him to do. Whatever the case maybe, he knew that the Jackal had worn out his welcome in the Pride Lands.

Kisasi meanwhile was smiling to himself as he made his way to the Outlands. He had met up with the two Hyenas, Nne and Tano already, and they had told them that the two targets they were sent to get from Pride Rock were on their way there as they speak. Everything was going exactly as planed.

Suddenly he let out a yell of surprise as a sudden weight slammed into him and he fell to the ground with a grunt. He growled, but then he was silenced by a paw pressing his head into the dirt while the other three kept him pinned to his stomach.

"Got ya', Jackal!" Kion growled into Kisasi's ear.

Then the wight of lion cub left him. Kion stood in front of Kisasi, glaring down at him. Kisasi glowered right back at him, showing his teeth.

"It's over, Kisasi!" Kion growled. "Your plan didn't work, and Reirei and the Hyenas have been sent back to the Outlands. I think it's time for you to leave and go home as well."

"So, you figured it out?" Kisasi sneered with a little smile.

Kion replied, "Let's just say that Cheezi and Chungu have big mouths on them."

"Well guess what, baby-cub? It's not over yet!" Kisasi growled. "I still have one more plan up my paw. Two little consolation prizes whom you failed to notice were gone. And soon they too will join that dead gazelle!"

Kion stood there staring at Kisasi, uncomprehending.

"I see you have not figured it out yet, Kion." Kisasi said with a smug smile. "Well, let me explain to make it easier for you." He stood up and sat down on his haunches.

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