Heya Guys!!
I'm sorry this has taken so long, I guess I just didn't feel like it, but I got the nicest review from someone called Ryan that got me going again! Thanks Ryan!
Also, I got a new laptop so I had to wait for that to work as well, heehee.
Okay enough excuses, here's the chapter!
Lion King Beybladers
Chapter 14
Across the plains and up in a very large tree, a very wise baboon sat looking down at his bowl of different herbs. He had been in the tree for days, trying slowly to make out what the spirits were trying to tell him and finally it was becoming clear.
The monkey laughed happily and madly as he read the message. He continued to laugh as he got to his feet.
"The King lives!" he said joyfully to himself.
With that he left his home and on a journey.
The strong young lioness called Hilary had been running for days. It was almost like the desert plains went on forever, or maybe she was going in circles.
Hilary panted as she moved. She dared not stop unless it was night, but she was not sure how long she had gone without water, she wouldn't last much longer. The sun beat down on her mercilessly, and her legs shook as she forced herself to carry on.
She was still not entirely sure what she was doing. Her mother and the Queen Sarabi had sent her off to find the help they needed back at her home, Pride Rock, but what help did they expect her to find out here in the desert? The place was barren, not even a morsel of food could be found let alone a creature powerful and willing to help de-throne the evil King.
Hilary sighed as she let herself slow to a steady walking pace.
'This is useless' she thought to herself sadly, 'there just isn't anything here…'
But still she trudged on. Going back was no option. She would not be able to manage the return trip and even if she did, there was no telling what awaited her at Pride Rock. King Boris would rip her to shreds for her disappearance.
Hilary leaned her head down and stopped for a moment, when her nose suddenly twitched. Her head shot up, her eyes wide. She carefully sniffed at the air. A smile spread across her face. Her nose was not wrong.
With a sudden rush of adrenaline running through her veins, Hilary sprang off in a speedy run following her nose faithfully. She had undoubtedly caught the scent of fresh meat, not too much farther away. The scent made her blood pump wildly as her instinct took over her rational thinking. She thought of nothing but the hunt.
As the scent got clearer, something started to appear on the horizon, getting clearer and clearer until it was revealed to be a forest of trees, looking completely odd as it stood in the middle of the desert plains.
Soon, Hilary smelt other scents, she could smell the water. The forest was an oasis.
The lioness knowingly slowed down as she came closer to the trees. She could not just run no matter how much she wanted to. To catch a prey, she must first get close enough without scaring it away.
It wasn't far, she knew for the scent was coming closer and closer and she started to recognise the scent. Was it a hippo? No, it wasn't near the water she smelt.
'It's a warthog,' Hilary thought hungrily, and licked her lips.
The lioness circled the trees some distance away. The warthog was not far now. In fact it should be just about…
"There" Hilary growled quietly as she spotted the red-hide of the wild pig.
The warthog had not sensed her at all, it seemed busy stalking it's own prey and though she couldn't see it, Hilary was sure she could smell the faint scent of a blue beetle.
This was the hardest part of hunting, getting close enough without being spotted. Hilary crouched down low in the long beige grass and began to creep forward almost silently.
She had crossed a few metres when a stick cracked under her paw. Hilary tensed and cursed herself for the mistake. She watched as the warthog looked out and around, scanning the horizon. Luckily it seemed Hilary was still far out and too camouflaged for the pig to spot her. She was also down wind so it couldn't smell her. The warthog seemed to shrug his shoulders before returning to his own prey , the beetle.
Hilary sighed mentally and checked the warthog was not looking before creeping forward again. Closer and closer she came, the warthog too preoccupied to notice.
Then, she froze as unfortunately, she saw a tiny blue dot hop up onto a log, facing her. The warthog followed it, eyes fixed on the beetle, before they wandered over in her direction. The eyes widened. He had seen her.
The warthog squealed frantically and turned and ran, at the same time, Hilary jumped from her spot, sprinting after the pig as it ran into the trees.
The warthog was not as slow as it looked but was still no much for the lioness, who was catching up fast. Both beings ran on adrenaline, one from excitement and one from fear.
Hilary chased the warthog, even when it tried to shake her by running round in a circle and back the way it came. She would not let it go so easily.
In the animal's panic, the warthog lost sense of where he ran and suddenly found himself wedged under a tree root.
Hilary growled happily. She had it now.
As she ran closer she watched as a meerkat came out from the bushes and at the sight of her tried desperately to get the struggling warthog out from under the tree root. Hilary did not stop to wonder about the meerkat's strange behaviour, for she was almost on her prey.
Faster and faster she came at the pair, until she was a metre away. She pounced, expecting to feel her claws close around the body of the warthog.
Instead she felt herself be shoved sideways and land roughly on the ground, away from the still trapped pig.
In a flash, she was on her feet and only had a split second to realise that she had been shoved away by another lion, a male lion before he attacked and she struck back.
Hilary lashed out with her teeth and claws viciously and the male lion returned the assault. 'Who was he to take her hunted prey?' she thought angrily as her claws raked the lion's face.
As the fight continued, Hilary faintly heard the strange cheers the meerkat seemed to be calling, 'Why would he cheer if one of us gets him in the end?' Hilary puzzled slightly as she fought.
Finally, the lion and the lioness fell to the floor and without thinking, Hilary snapped out her front feet and pinned the lion against the floor, her favourite play trick to use when she had been a cub. It had always been very effective.
Hilary peered down at the lion, her teeth still bared. She watched as the anger on the other lion's face melted away until he was looking up at her in amazement.
"…Hilary?"
That simple word surprised Hilary greatly. She jumped off the lion in a flash and backed away, suddenly fearful of the strong male in front of her. She glared as he arose and moved towards her.
She growled in warning. "Who are you?" she demanded, "How do you know my name?"
The lion looked astounded, "It's really you? Hilary? Here?"
Hilary scowled, "Answer me, who are you? And how is it you know me?"
The lion chuckled, "But Hil, don't you remember me?"
Hilary looked on, confusion written on her face.
"It's me, Hil. It's your old friend…remember?"
Hilary looked closer at the lion before her. Then suddenly, it clicked. Her eyes widened. The colour of the fur, the familiar face…it couldn't be…could it?
"K…Kai?" Hilary asked uncertain.
The strong lion smiled widely and nodded his head once.
Hilary stood, frozen in shock as she stared at the being in front of her. Taking in the regal mane that surrounded his face. The toned muscles that rippled through the lion's legs. The long tail that flowed out behind him. It hit her like a fallen tree and her face broke out in glee.
"Oh My GOD! It is you!" she cried out and pounced forward.
Kai laughed and bounded towards his friend and the two met in a happy head-butt. Words poured from each others mouth as they embraced each other.
"Where did you…?"
"How did you…"
"I can't believe you're here!"
"What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here?"
"HEY! WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE?!"
The two stopped and looked down in confusion at the meerkat that had just spoken and stared up at them.
Hilary couldn't understand why the meerkat dared talk to them until she heard Kai speak.
"Max, this is Hilary, she's my best friend!"
The meerkat named Max lifted an eyebrow, "Friend?"
Kai nodded his head, then remembering, looked over his shoulder, "Hey, Tyson! Come over here!"
Hilary watched as the warthog that had nearly been her catch, finally freed himself from the tree root and trotted over. It began to dawn on her, they were friends. Kai had protected them, not fought to have them.
Kai brought her out of her thoughts, "Hilary, this is Tyson," then he turned to the pig, "Tyson, Hilary"
The warthog smiled politely, "Pleased to make your acquaintance," he said with a small bow.
Hilary giggled at the strangeness of the situation, "The pleasure is all mine."
"Whoa whoa WHOA! Wait a minute!" Max called out, receiving the attention again.
"You know her" he said to Kai, "She knows you but she wants to eat him," he said as he pointed at Tyson, "And we're all okay with this…? DID I MISS SOMETHING?!"
Kai lent over the panting Max, "Relax Maxie"
"How can I relax if she is going to eat us!?" Max shouted.
Hilary stepped forward, "There's no need to worry about me, if you are friends of Kai's, then I wouldn't dream of touching either one of you."
Tyson smiled," Thank-you kind lioness," he said happily. Hilary looked at Max who still looked suspicious but seemed to let it go.
Hilary then turned to Kai, and she felt the emotions begin to rise in her.
"I have to tell the other lionesses about this, and your mother, how happy she'll be!"
Kai looked hesitant, "She doesn't have to know, no one needs to know…"
Hilary looked stunned, "Of course they need to know! They all think your dead!"
"They do?" asked Kai
"Yeah." Hilary said softly, and bowed her head, "Scar told us about the stampede, about you and your father."
"He did? What else did he say?"
Hilary smiled, "What else matters? Your alive…and that means, "she paused, "…your the King."
"King?!" Max and Tyson spoke at the same time.
The lions turned to the two that they had forgotten.
Tyson stared up at Kai with incredible respect, while Max looked on in amazement.
"King?" said the meerkat again, "What does she mean by that, Kai?"
Tyson kneeled forward, "Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet!" He said as he kissed the lion's feet.
Kai withdrew his paws, "Stop that"
"It's grovel not gravel," Max said to Tyson, "And don't, he's not the King…are you?"
"No" replied the lion.
"Kai?!" said Hilary.
He turned to her, "No, I'm not the King……maybe I could have been once, but that was a long time ago…"
Max stared at him in astonishment, "…Wait a minute…you're the King? And you never told us?"
"It doesn't make a difference, I'm still the same guy."
"But with power!" Max cried.
'This is getting out of hand' thought the lioness and stepped forward, "Could you too please excuse me and Kai for a few minutes?"
Tyson was about to nod, when Max interrupted, "What ever you've got to say you can say I front of us, right Kai?"
Kai looked uncomfortable, before replying, "Maybe you'd better go…"
Max's jaw dropped, and then he sighed and turned to leave, "It starts…you think you know a guy……"
Tyson shook his head sadly and followed his friend away.
Kai stared after them, "Max and Tyson…you learn to love 'em…"
Kai looked over at Hilary to see her head bowed and sad.
"What," asked the lion walking over, "What's wrong?"
She kept her head bowed, "It's like your back from the dead…you don't know what this will mean to everyone…………what it means to me…"
Kai smiled a gentle smile, "Hey, it's okay…"
In one swift movement, Hilary nuzzled her head against Kai, "…I've really missed you…"
Kai nuzzled back, "I've missed you too…"
The two gently caressed each other, falling deeper and deeper into their own world…
From the bushes, Max and Tyson watched secretly.
"Aww, isn't that sweet Max?" Tyson said happily.
"Yeah, sure very sweet, lets here you say that tomorrow when he leaves us for her…"
Tyson's grin faded, "…Shouldn't you be happy for him? He's in love…"
Max shrugged his shoulders, "All I know is it means one thing for us, our trio's down to two…" he sighed deeply.
"Come on pal," he said sadly, "let's go…"
Tyson nodded and lifted his friend to his back and the two made there way to their three person den, leaving the couple to be alone…
Aww that was sweet!
Again sorry it took so long
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Drentai Wolf