A Game of Lions

by ThatTexasKid

In the harsh African Savannah, life is nothing more than a game, and all lions are players. The penalty for losing is simple; death. When Nala and her followers are banished from the Pridelands, can they survive the Game of Lions? What about the other players? In a world where neither friend or foe can be trusted, can Nala finally find peace? Rated T and not for the faint of heart.

14. Judgment Day

It is time for the next installment of A Game of Lions. Huge thanks to Keep Calm and Join Team Loki, LionLover23, wohmbat, and bikerboy for reviewing the last chapter.

In case any of you were wondering, here is the full cast of voice actors in case this were a movie.

Note: Some voices may be different than the ones in the actual movies.

Simba-Russell Crowe

Nala-Moira Kelly

Ghost Mufasa-James Earl Jones

Ghost Scar-Jeremy Irons

Sarabi-Julia Roberts

Zira-Suzanne Pleshette

Sarafina-Zoe Leader

Nuka-Andy Dick

Kovu-Jason Marsden

Vitani-Jennifer Lien

Kopa-Matthew Broderick

Kion-Nathan Kress

Selena-Selena Gomez

Alex-Jennifer Lawrence

Douglas-Morgan Freeman

Chumvi-Josh Hutcherson

Dequan-Kevin Hart

Cody-Ian Hecox

Kula-Cameron Diaz

Tama-Emily Blunt

Kyrian-Chris Evans

Amira-Scarlet Johansson

Dia-Grey DeLisle

Mheetu-Anthony Padilla

I've done too much blabbing. Let's get to the chapter!

When Simba regained consciousness, he felt like he was floating through thin air. He looked down at his body, and he noticed that was exactly what was happening. The former king tried to let out a shriek, but no sound came out of his mouth.

Eventually, the flying stopped, and Simba found himself sitting inside a cage, lions and lionesses sitting on golden pedestals surrounding him. Simba rubbed his head in confusion.

"Ugh. Where on Earth am I?"

One of the lions chuckled. "You aren't on Earth at all! You're dead."

"I'm…dead?"

A voice very familiar to Simba then rung about the area. "Yes you are, my son. Poisoned by your own daughter."

Simba turned around and saw his father sitting on the highest pedestal of all. "Dad? What am I doing here?"

Mufasa narrowed his eyes. "Well Simba, it is judgment day."

"Shit."

"Yes, you should be worried. But first, let me introduce you to the others."

Mufasa motioned to his right. "Next to me here is my father, Ahadi. After him is my grandfather Mohatu, and next to him is his daughter, and my mother, Uru."

Simba gulped in fear of the mighty monarchs of the past, and his father continued on with his introductions. "After her, and I know you them, are your mother, Tama, and Kula."

The three lionesses glared at Simba, a glare so dark that the former king began to shiver. "And last but most certainly not least, is your uncle Scar."

Scar nodded cordially, and Simba roared with rage. "Scar? SCAR? Why is HE here on this council? He was the worst monarch-"

Tama silenced him angrily. "No, Scar was not the worst Prideland monarch. You were."

Simba's eyes widened in astonishment. "How?"

Kula rolled her deep brown eyes and began to speak. "Well, let's see. First, you exiled your own wife, and your own cubs, for no specific reason other than that they shared traits with your crazy uncle." She then turned to Scar. "No offense."

Scar laughed hardily. "None taken."

This time, Sarabi was the one to lecture her son. "Then, you killed your own mother, before forcing an innocent lioness to have your cubs."

This is when Uru spoke up for the first time. "Once Kula bore you twins, you named your own daughter after an assassin, before training her to live up to her name."

Ahadi decided to expand on that statement. "You also exiled Kyrian, who was the last hope for a peaceful and prosperous kingdom."

Mohatu turned to Ahadi. "I'm glad that at least he and Amira are happy together. Young love."

Ahadi chuckled in agreement, before turning back to Simba. "Not to mention that you have murdered countless innocents, including your own mother!"

Simba glowered before speaking up. "You still didn't answer my question! What makes Scar so different than me?"

The black-maned lion decided to clarify for his nephew. "The difference between you and me, Simba, is that in the last moments of my life, right when I was being torn apart by hyenas, I repented for my sins. I apologized to the Great Kings and begged them to show me mercy. And they did. Imagine that!"

Mohatu got up from his pedestal and walked directly up to Simba. "So, Simba. Are you going to ask for forgiveness?"

"Yes."

Kula stood up infuriated. "He lies! He does not truly show any guilt! He simply wants us to leave him alone!"

Tama nodded in agreement. "Deception."

Scar nodded as well. "Disgrace."

All of the council now sung in unison. "It is as clear as the eyes on his face."

Mufasa stood up and glared at his son. "Simba, this is a trial, and I think the jury has reached its verdict." He turned to the others, who all nodded, agreeing with Mufasa's statement. The red-maned lion spoke again.

"As punishment for patricide, murder, tyranny, rape, assault, child abuse, spousal abuse, abuse of power, deceiving the Great Kings, and crimes against the Circle of Life…"

Simba gulped nervously, and prepared to face whatever sentence he was given with dignity.

"I hereby damn you to hell until you can feel proper guilt for your actions! Then, and only then, will you be allowed eternal peace. I am sorry my son, but this must be done!"

The floor of Simba's cage dropped, revealing that it had been a trapdoor. The former king fell, and he waved his limbs around in a futile attempt to save himself. Simba looked down to the ground, and saw that he was falling into a deep abyss. He sighed, and prepared for his fate.

"Nala, my wife, my best friend, I am so sorry. Will you please forgive me?"

Nala awoke suddenly, sweating and panting heavily. She looked up and saw Chumvi with a concerned expression on his face.

"Honey, are you all right? You were jittering and whispering Simba's name in your sleep."

Nala sighed, and looked up to her mate. "I had a strange nightmare. I could have sworn I heard him speaking to me."

Chumvi's eyes widened in realization "You know Nala, I heard Cody talking about something of this nature. Apparently, when a strong bond is broken by death, the lion left living can see and hear the other when they dream."

Nala nodded. "That sounds like my dream. Then I guess Simba is dead."

"I guess so."

Nala sighed, and snuggled into her mate, silently mourning not the Simba that banished her, but the Simba that had been her cubhood friend, and the Simba she had met in the jungle.

Well, that is going to be all I am going to write for now. PLEASE DO NOT FORGET TO LEAVE ME A REVIEW! I will try to have the next chapter up whenever I can. Until then, take care and drive home safely please!