Hei guys, here is the new chapter and sorry if I delayed the update. Like I said, this chapter is back to the story line and as the chapter suggests, he returns. What will happen? Read and find out. Please, enjoy and PLEASE review. I will update faster if i receive reviews, haha.

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CHAPTER 12: THE RETURN OF SCAR

A week has passed by so fast that I did not even realize it. I opened my eyes to find darkness greeting me. I knew that I woke up early today and I was happy for that. I can enjoy taking my bath without the sun blazing down on me. The heat can really be annoying.

After a couple of minutes of stretching to make myself fresh from thr sleep, I walked out of the den and made my way to the edge of Pride Rock. I looked at the Pride Lands from here and the morning breeze blew from behind me, making my hair sway around and finally landed on my shoulders.

I took a deep breath of fresh air and made my way to my usual stream for my morning bath. I had the straps of my backpack on my back. It bounced several times as I made my way down to the Pride Lands. I did not wake Simba up for today as it was a special day today. He will need to get all the rest for the ceremony.

From what Sarabi has informed me, the ceremony will take almost all day and he has to continue doing rounds from the afternoon until the sun sets. This rounds are only for princes if they are going to be king. If this ceremony is just for a lion that has a mane growing, he wouldn't have to do the rounds.

I was so lost in thoughts that I did not even realize that I already the stream. I immediately started undressing myself and, after testing the temperature, which was freezing cold, I jumped into the water in a cannonball method. Water splashed all over, some landing on my backpack while I sunk into the cold water. I slowly swam up and when I broke the surface, I took in deep breaths of air.

I started to wash myself clean and when that was finally done, I swam back to dry land and dried myself. I wore my yellow uniform since it is the only choice and also because it has no tears, unlike my green one.

I then made my wan back to the Pride Rock. This routine is so repeated that I think I could to this with my eyes closed. It really is starting to bore me but there is nothing that can pass the time other than doing the morning rounds or hunting. It's not like I can do anything to pass the time. I also do my exercise to past time.

When I reached Pride Rock, I found Sarabi watching the sun rise. I put my backpack on a boulder and stood next to Sarabi.

"What are you doing up so early? This is a rare occasion."

"Indeed it is a rare occasion because there will be a ceremony of my son that I do not want to miss."

I nodded, "When is the ceremony going to start, if I may ask?"

Sarabi giggled softly, turning to face me, "Oh, Slayn. You're still currently the king and you have the rights to ask anything. I don't know why you still like to lower yourself."

I shrugged, "Because I am not suppose to be the king. I am merely a stranger in this land that helped the pride and became a guardian to the prince. I was never suppose to be the king."

"But you are."

"Yes, but yesterday is the last day I will be the king." I said, finishing the conversation by walking away. I normally stopped these kinds of conversations before it breaks into an argument. I don't know why Sarabi has so much respect for me. I made my way below Pride Rock once more and sat beneath a tree with my back against the bark of the tree.

From here, I could see that one by one, the lionesses were making their way out of the den. I could see that they were coming once every few minutes, it was like a routine they practiced. Then, Nala walked out with her mother. Sarabi then faced me and I knew what she wants me to do with that look. The ceremony is about to start. I sighed heavily and made my way to Pride Rock.

"You know what to do." Sarabi said when I reached her. I nodded and walked into the den. I found Simba still stretching himself from his sleep. I knew he needed his rest. I wonder if I should wake him up next time when I take my bath. I mean, he still seems to be tired.

I sat down on the plateau, watching Simba get ready. Once he was wide awake, he walked and sat next to me.

"So, today is the day, huh?" He asked, looking at me with his red eyes.

I nodded, looking outside from where I am, "It will take them a few minutes to get the animals in the Pride Lands to be assembled."

The two of us started to watch the lionesses get busy, some disappeared from sight as they probably ran to meet the different herds for the ceremony. It's not that the animals were not informed but they have to be told of when they are supposed to be gathered.

It took the whole pride about an hour to assemble the animals in the Pride Lands and when that was done, all of the lionesses sat in two straight lines, leaving an open gap between them. Then, all the lionesses roared in unison, their roars echoing throughout the den. Simba knew this was the signal and he nudged Simba.

"It is time." I said plainly.

Simba nodded and the two of them got off the plateau and started to make their way out of the den. The sun light felt good on my skin but I knew it would last for a few minutes. If I were to stand in the sun for an hour, I would probably be yelling in frustration on the heat.

The two of us had to walk slowly between the gap of the two lines formed by the lionesses. When we passed a lioness, that lioness will bow down low to signify him to be the future king. We finally made it to the edge of Pride Rock where the animals were gathered below, cheering on their future king. Simba looked from left to right at his loyal subjects and gave out his loudest roar. I was impressed that it sounded almost like Mufasa and if he was able to roar like that at his age, I can't imagine when he is at Mufasa's age.

The animals cheered hearing the roar of their future king. Even I myself knew that by this roar, he will be a good and powerful king. He will indeed surpass his father. He was only trained on how to be a king by his mother, who was not a king unlike Mufasa who was trained by his father, a king. So if Simba can be a good king, he would have been a better king if he was thought by Mufasa.

Now was the interesting part of the ceremony. Even I wondered how it would turn out. The animals stopped their cheer and moved away to allow the pride's healer and shaman of the Pride Lands, Rafiki to pass through. He had the usual walking stick with him and the two orange fruits on top of the stick.

He slowly climbed the rock and just like when the Simba and I passed the lionesses, they all bowed to show their respects to the pride's healer and shaman. He walked up until he reached me, Simba and Sarabi. He smiled at Sarabi and bowed low. Sarabi nodded and then turned to face me and Simba. Rafiki then walked to us and nodded to me. I nodded to him back and he now put his full attention on Simba.

If I was not mistaken, it seems that the great kings of the past are now watching as the sun now shined directly on Rafiki and Simba. It was a sight to behold. Even the animals below witnessed the spectacular sight and everything went quiet, the only wound was the winds being blown pass us.

Rafiki then grabbed one of the fruits from his stick and cracked it open. Like what Sarabi told me, Rafiki poured the liquid of the fruit all over Simba's body. Simba's fur was now all sticky and he tried to hide his disgust but failed miserably. Once he was done, he grabbed some kind of leaves that he brought and placed it on Simba's growing mane.

After he covered the small amount of Simba's mane, he then stepped back but his eyes never leaving Simba. Here was now the interesting part of the ceremony which I have waited in anticipation. I could even see that Sarabi looked somewhat excited. Or maybe nervous? I did not know and finally, she stepped forward.

Nala emerged from the lionesses and walked towards Simba. Simba, without a doubt was nervous and he could clearly be seen trembling. I had to stifle my laughter as Simba's face was funny. Nala reached Simba and after taking a deep breath to try and calm herself, she did what she was instructed to do.

She licked the fruit's liquid on Simba's head, the part that is not covered by the leaf. This procedure is only for the lion's future mate and since Nala is the future mate, she is doing what she is doing right now.

After she was done licking Simba, she stepped back and a smile was clearly seen on her face. I could see that Simba had a confuse look on his face. He probably did not know why Nala would smile at something like that. Simba, from what he told earlier in the den while we were waiting for the lionesses to gather the animals, said that he find the thing on what Nala has to do is disgusting since she's her best friend.

Perhaps he might realize now that Nala likes Simba more than a friend. If he still does not realize it, it was going to be harder for us to make Simba realize that fact. Simba can't be that dumb, can he?

Sarabi then stepped forward, sitting next to Simba. She looked at her son and then gave out a magnificent roar, followed by her son. After the two were done, everyone in the pride roared in the unison, except for me. The animals cheered Simba once more and soon, they dispersed back to their respective homes. Wherever that is. I always wondered where the animals without shelter like the lions, know where their homes are.

Shoving those thoughts out, I put my attention back to Simba. For the other animals, it may be the end for them but it isn't for me and Simba. He has to do the rounds from noon until the sun sets. I sighed at that thought. We are going to have to do the rounds like maybe three times. This was going to be a long day.

The lionesses left for the hunt and it was quite easy since most of the animals were still quite near Pride Rock. It's funny really that the animals come here to cheer for their prince and then they will end up getting killed and eaten. Sarabi merely said that it was part of the circle of life.

Rafiki also left us. That's just great. All I have right now is an annoying blue hornbill and the prince. Well, not that I hate the prince, it's just that I am going to be spending the whole day with him later walking and I am not looking forward to that. Now it looks like I will have to be with him from morning to night time.

"Sir, is it a bad time to give you the morning report?" Zazu asked hesitantly.

I sighed, turning to face the bird, "I guess not. I have only got probably two or three months to endure and I have been enduring it for some time now so fire away."

Zazu seemed offended but then he just pushed it away and started delivering the morning report. Just as I suspected, there was nothing interesting. Most of them just congratulated Simba for his mane growing and wished him the best of luck on his path of becoming king.

After waiting for half an hour, the lionesses returned from the hunt, bringing in a rare treat, a wildebeest. It has been weeks since I tasted wildebeest meat and I was actually happy for it. Food in the Pride Lands is scarce. Scare as in there is not much of a choice. It was either antelope, zebra or a wildebeest and it is normally the first two.

We ate our lunch in silence and when we finally finished our lunch and rested for fifteen minutes, we decided to do our rounds now. The lionesses told us to be careful although there isn't really much to be careful with.

The hyenas has not been sighted for months now. It was like as if they had never existed. They are not seen in the elephant graveyard. Well, that is what Zazu reports and I don't see any reason on why I should doubt him.

"Hei, Slayn." Simba said during our second round of our rounds.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I will be a good king?" He asked, turning to look at me.

"Simba, I don't think you will make a good king." I answered him plainly. Simba looked dejected until I continued, "I KNOW you will make a good king."

"You always know how to scare me, you know that?" He said, his voice filled with relief.

I merely smiled at him. We just continued on walking on the same path, waiting for the sun to set so that our duties are finally finished. This part of the ceremony is sure weird. Not only is that there is only two of us but why must we do the rounds repeatedly until the sun sets.

The animals were all grazing and some had a little chat with us when we are nearby. Just a little friendly congratulations to the prince and thanking me for always being there for him and protecting him.

Luckily for us, we did not meet the cheetahs. They would probably complain and will openly hope that the new king will allow them to expand their hunting grounds. I doubt Simba will agree. They are already given a large plot of land and still it isn't enough. What more do they want?

I rubbed my temples from the troublesome thoughts. Those cheetahs bring nothing but a headache to me. I wondered how Mufasa was able to bear them.

We repeated our rounds, walking in circles that even the animals that we passed by no longer paid any attention to us. They just continued grazing while we were bored out of our mind.

After what seemed like hours, the sun had finally start to set and we can finally have a good day's rest. When we started to make our way to the Pride Rock, I saw something that was not supposed to be seen in the Pride Lands. Hyenas.

Several hyenas were seen roaming around and what seemed to shock me is that they were walking quite close to the Pride Rock. It's impossible that the lionesses have not spotted the hyenas. What's going on?

Simba saw the hyenas too and asked me in concern, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. There are also too many hyenas for me and you to take them. We have to somehow sneak our way there."

He nodded, "How come my mum is not seen. This is really strange."

I also started to think on where the pride was and how to deal with the hyenas. It's impossible that the hyenas could beat the pride but when observed carefully, I could see that there were some proof that a fight has occurred. There were blood on the ground and I could see that several dead hyenas were seen with bite marks.

However, there was not a single dead body of a lioness. As hungry as I know about hyenas, they will not eat a lioness. I think. And even if they do, there would be bones of them, so where the hell are they?

"Simba, we need to find your mom and the rest of the pride. Let's get to Pride Rock. Perhaps we can find something that can tell what happen."

"Slayn!" Simba said, biting my uniform so that I can't move away, "Are you crazy? We can't go against them? And I can barely beat a hyena! How are we going to beat all… fifteen of them?"

I gave him a grin, "With this." I cocked my gun. I still had a magazine and a few bullets, I should be able to wipe them out. With that, I ran towards Pride Rock and immediately, the hyenas noticed me. I shot each and everyone of the hyenas that tried to attack me and those that managed to reach me, I was able to finish them off with my knife.

I had to reload with my last magazine but I had to pass these hyenas. The hyenas were dying by my feet and I was actually proud that Simba was able to kill one of the hyenas. He was bitten once on his shoulder but he was not as large as a male lion yet but he prevailed.

All the hyenas were already dead, some of them fatally wounded and thrashing on the ground. They will die by blood loss and this slow death should be punishment enough for entering our territory. Simba was trying to lick his wound while I just cocked my gun. I had only eight bullets left with no magazine left. Now it is time to investigate what happened here.

I observed that the lionesses did indeed return from the hunt as there was the carcass of an antelope, half eaten. So it means that the hyenas attacked while they were eating. Now that I've confirmed that they were indeed attacked, where are they? I looked around and found not even a single dead body of a lioness, which brought a sense of relief to me but at the same time a sense of worry.

Simba now stood next to me with a worried expression, "Slayn, what do we do?"

I did not answer his question immediately. I was looking left and right to find any clues, "I really don't know Simba. Come on," I said, walking towards Pride Rock, "Perhaps the pride is in the den?"

Simba nodded and walked behind me. I placed my gun back into my back pouch. I had to used my bullets wisely now. I clenched my knife tight now, walking slowly with my knife in front of me in a defensive stance. The two of us slowly climbed Pride Rock.

When we were just outside the den, I leaned my back on the wall and took a peek inside. There was nothing that could be seen. I didn't see any of the lionesses from here so I decided to walk inside. It is so dark that I can't even see my own hands in front of me. Then I saw something.

I know it was the figure of a lioness. I could see that several of them were behind that lioness and I recognize those red orbs staring back at me. It was Sarabi and she was alive! But she did not come to me and just when I took a step forward, hyenas emerged from the shadows, blocking my path. There were a lot of them and I knew I was outnumbered. I did the only thing I could.

I ran out of the den and what was strange was that the hyenas did not chase me down. I looked back and they just growled under their breath. That was strange. When I was outside the den, I saw Simba walking up a narrow path, leading to the top of Pride Rock. He was following something and I too followed.

"Simba!" I called but he did not turn back.

I was about to call him again when I realized that several hyenas were following me. They all narrowed their eyes and growled loud enough to actually make me continue following Simba. Just what the hell is going on? Simba was concentrating on something in front of him and I realized it was something larger than him. It's another lion.

That's strange. What is he following a lioness for? Or is it a lion? I can't tell from the darkness. We finally reached the top of Pride Rock and the moon gave us some light. The stranger was looking over the Pride Lands and Simba was actually growling in anger. I have never seen or heard Simba in anger. Did Simba know this stranger?

I looked around and saw that the hyenas have already surrounded us, all watching me, Simba and also on the strange lion. I realized now that it was a lion as he possesses a mane. He had a mane which is black in color with brown fur. I gasped as the realization struck me.

There is only one lion I know with black mane and brown fur and allied with these mongrel creatures known as the hyenas.

Scar.

The brown lion finally turned and my suspicions were correct. It was Scar. He looked at me and gave a wicked grin and then turned to Simba, who was growling under his breath. I gritted my teeth and held my knife tighter than ever.

But what can we do? We were surrounded by Scar's hyenas and we have Scar to deal with. I only have eight bullets and Simba can only take on one hyena, two at the most which will injure him terribly. What should I do? My brain was trying to find for a way out until a voice brought me out of my thoughts.

"Simba. My, have you grown. The last time I saw you were a helpless little cub." He said, nearing Simba.

"What are you doing here, uncle?" Simba asked harshly, backing himself a little to prepare to assault Scar if he neared him.

"Oh, don't be so rude now Simba? After all, it has been months since I last saw you and now you treat your uncle like this?" He said, pouting.

This act just angered Simba and he roared at Scar which caused Scar to back up. I guess he did not expect Simba's roar to be like that of Mufasa. "My," Scar said, chuckling lightly, "You really have grown!"

"Where is my mother?" Simba asked, stepping forward.

"She is in the den," I answered Simba, "I saw her but she is guarded by hyenas."

Simba growled and was about to attack Scar when he was thrown to the ground as Scar striked him with his paw. Simba may have the roar but he was still smaller than Scar.

With Simba now on the ground, Scar approached him, "You are still a helpless little cub, Simba. You only need your daddy to save you from everything but guess what Simba? Daddy isn't here to save you this time!"

Just as he was about to strike him once more, I intervened. I stepped up right in front of where Simba lay and with my knife in front of me. Scar stopped walking and sneered, "The guardian, Slayn. I will definitely kill you personally for banishing me."

"You deserved to be banished Scar. You killed your own brother. What the hell are you doing here anyway?" I said, taking out my gun and aiming at him now.

Scar scoffed, walking back to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the Pride Lands.

"I came back only for one simple reason. And that is to reclaim back my throne."

Simba was shaking his head, trying to shake his dizziness out of his head. He must be seeing plenty of Scars instead of one. Simba slowly stood up on all fours again.

"How can you strike without us knowing?" He asked. From his face, I could tell that Simba was still dizzy.

Scar scoffed, "My dear nephew, you did not think that my hyenas were not useful, did you? They heard that you had finally grown a mane and I knew that you would be having a ceremony to celebrate it. So I waited and when today I saw the animals gathering below Pride Rock, I knew you were having the ceremony and had to the rounds. So, when you were busy doing your rounds and the lionesses went to their hunts, we all waited in the den for the lionesses to return. When they returned, we attacked! And now, we just had to wait for you two."

I and Simba listened intently. So Scar was planning this from the beginning. He had returned and now, he wants to reclaim the throne which means he is going to kill Simba. That realization made me gasped and Scar must have known what I realize.

Running forward, he used his paw to strike Simba by the face so hard that he was thrown and bounced on the ground three times, and to my horror, he went tumbling down the cliff. I ran to the edge and saw Simba bounced down. He was lucky that there was several other cliff's below. The small cliff's below helped him slow down his fall and when he landed on the soft earth ground below, he did not move.

I cursed under my breath. I hoped that Simba was not dead and I did the unthinkable. I jumped down but used the cliff's to slow down my fall. It hurt my legs but I ignored it. When I finally reached Simba, I reached for his pulse. It was still beating. I sighed in relief and looked up from where he fell.

It was high alright. He should have been dead if he fell down without those cliff's to slow down his fall. I saw Scar looking down at us with the hyenas next to him. He looked at us with hate in his eyes and gave the order. "Kill them!"

The hyenas obeyed and instantly disappeared. They are coming to get us but I do have the advantage that they have to run down from the top to the ground. I was already down here so we are still quite far from them. Grabbing Simba and bringing him close to my chest, I ran. I just ran in a random direction with knowing where else to go.

I decided to run where I saw the sun set, west. I was thankful for the stamina increase from my exercise as I was able to run without getting tired… yet.

I could hear barking from behind me and they were slowly catching up but I continued to run. Sweat poured down my face and I could start to feel my legs getting tired. I looked back and realized that only two hyenas were only following us now but another thing I realied depressed me.

We were no longer in a lush green area. I was so busy running that I did not realize that the ground was now dry and hard. It was cooler here and not a single sign of green life was present. Pride Rock could not even be seen from here.

Stopping, he placed Simba on the ground and faced the bloody hyenas. They too realized that they were far from the Pride Rock but they were still intending on finishing their mission. I was too exhausted for a close combat so I decided the easy way out. I took out my gun and aimed at them.

They stared at my weapon and started to back away, whimpering. I smiled. It seems they have heard of what I can do with this weapon. I aimed the one to my left in the head and pulled the trigger without any hesitation. Blood spluttered all over the ground and the hyena fell down dead. The other hyena ran back and I had to deliver two shots to kill it as I shot his body.

I cocked my gun and placed it back in my back pouch. I have only six bullets left and then grabbed Simba again, holding him close to my chest, walking without any sense of direction. Simba was still unconscious. My eyes were growing tired but I just continued on walking.

We were far from home with that bastard now as the king. He would most likely think that we have died. Perhaps when Simba is old enough, we will return. If we can survive in this desert. We will stay alive and come back to Pride Rock one day.

I guess that the prince of the Pride Lands and the guardian of the prince of the Pride Lands have been exiled from their home.

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