Chapter 25, fight for life

Nala continued to hold onto the tree limb, her claws dug into it's brown bark armor that covered the entire tree. Nala climbed up to the point of the curving limb that stretched outward. The lioness cub gazed to her right, observing from view of the tree height. With such fright and concern, she witnessed the unfolding chase of her friend as he tries to draw the rageful buffalo. Jay ran outward from the the umbrella tree.

The wild boy plowed fastly through the the open field of grass. From behind, he could hear the tumbling hooves of Nyati coming from behind. With not a time too short, they proceeded to get louder as the Bull got ever so more closer to him.

Nyati closed in, severing the distance between them. He was coming ever more so close to Jay. The wild boy was soon to face unimaginable horrors of pain under the hooves of the African buffalo. Nala saw the bull getting close to Jay.

"Jay, look out!" She called out to him, warning of the danger soon to come.

The wild boy quickly looked back and saw the Buffalo was just about caught up. The buffalo lowered his head down, preparing to buck him with his two massive horns. Jay quickly leaped aside as the bull passed by the wild boy. Jay rolled over the grass before he came onto his stomach

Jay gazed up to Nyati. The raging buffalo, dashing ahead made a quick turn back the wild boy. Jay quickly got up on his two feet, as the bull turned to face him. Nyati gazed to him with eyes of such anger, growing rage. He snorted out air through his nose, stomping his left hove upon the ground. The wild boy looked back, standing his ground against the mighty bull. He could see the mighty bull trying to strike fear into the wild boy. But Jay was reluctant to show any fear to Nyati, just as he did for Zira as he protected Kovu.

Though bravely would not be enough against the fury of the bull. For lions before had been without a glimpse of fear when they had tried hunting Nyati's herd. But they were faced with the mighty bull, crushed flung and trampled over. Jay's chances of a different fate were slight compared to the past hunters who tried to strike at Nyati. As a young fragile child as him, there was no chance of living through this encounter.

Nyati then charged forward toward Jay, his trembling hooves striking the green, grass covered earth with such power and strength. Jay quickly leaped aside as the bull turned to follow him. Jay landed in a crouching manner. He looked back and saw Nyati stood up on his hind leg, raising his front hooves to descend down upon the boy. With such power, Nyati brought down his strong hooves down upon Jay.

With a swift reaction to the bulls attempt of attack, Jay rolled aside as the hooves came landed on the ground below. Learning from Nala, Jay was swift on his feet, always prepared for times they would play fight one another. Skills that might prove to be useful in his future in the wild. To be able to be quick when being attacked by rival predators or hunting gazelle or such. Though at this very time, his life may not be able to see what it was the lied ahead for him. Jay quickly took the opportunity he had and made his way toward the hill sprinted as fast as he could, the cape buffalo still hot on his trail.

Nala couldn't stay in the tree any longer. She felt the need to help Jay however she could. Nala turned herself around to the ground below. The young lioness cub leaped down and landed on the ground below the tree. Nala came around and gazed to the chase of Jay and Nyati. She needed to find help and fast. She needed to find her mother or Sarabi or better yet Mufassa. Nala turned and quickly raced out to find the adults.

Meanwhile, Sarabi searched along the through the pride lands, trying to find her son and Nala. The lioness dashed through the tall light brown grasslands, calling out for her adopted cub.

"Jay!"Sarabi called out.

"Nala!""

Sarabi stopped and looked all around the savannah. The wide hilled grasslands was but all that filled She saw no sign of her adopted son or of Nala. The lioness queen grew ever more concerned of the whereabouts. It her traumatic past coming back as her new cub comes into life threatening danger. With him just about to come into close to the herd of the mighty bull as told chasing them, she couldn't bear another second of this. Though fortunately for her, her luck was soon to change.

She then heard moaning coming from the grass at her left. Sarabi turned and saw Timon and Pumbaa, laying on the grass. Timon leaned up, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Geeze." he said, still feeling the pain of being thrown by the Buffalo.

"You think being tossed by those big horned cattle would be the worst part. But the landing is…..ah."

Pumba stood up on his four hooves.

"I think I threw my back out." said the warthog.

"You said it." said Timon, feeling his own back for himself.

Timon got up pushed his back in, setting his hands over it. He felt it crack upon reaching the point where it couldn't go any further.

"Ah." said the meerkat as he brought his back into his straight.

Just then, a shadow came upon them. The two looked and saw a tanned fur lioness looking down at them.

The two screamed in terror of her presence. Timon scurried behind the shaking Pumbaa, hiding behind him. The meerkat peered around from the warthog.

"Please don't eat us!" cried the Meerkat.

Diata stared down at them curiously. While they had every right to be frightened by her, it was the given reaction for a lion's prey to react. But it wasn't Sarabi's intentions at the moment.

"I'm not here to eat you." said Sarabi.

"I'm looking for my son. have you by any chance seen him?"

Timon and Pumbaa looked to one another. There were with two lion cubs earlier before they had ran into the herd of buffalo.

"Well now that you mentioned it," said Timon.

"We were with two cubs. One didn't exactly look anything like a lion but-"

Sarabi spoke up upon hearing that.

"Where are they?!" the lioness asked.

"Well…uh… they were...uh…"

"Sarabi!" a voice called out.

The lioness queen turned and saw Nala running up to.

"Sarabi!"

"Nala what's wrong?!" Sarabi asked.

"Where's Jay?!"

"Jay's in trouble!" Nala said.

"Come on, come on!"

Nala turned and dashed the way she had came. With such fear and concern for the fate of her adopted cub, the lioness queen followed the lioness cub. Their one hope they had, was that it wasn't too late.

Meanwhile. Jay continue to flee as best as he could away from the buffalo. From up the steep grass hill, Jay raced up to the very top of the hill. Down below the hill, from behind the wild boy, Nytai continued to follow after Jay to the top of the hill. His intention was to be rid of this cub for his disrespectful act he had done. For crossing into his herd and insulting him at that moment Jay made a threat to him, Nyati saw fit to feed his vengeance upon the man-child.

Jay came atop the hill where down ahead, there was a herd of wildebeest grazing down below the hill. Jay looked back and saw the bull galloping in his direction.

Jay turned and kept running forward down the steep hill, toward the herd of wildebeest. It was by that time, Nyati had already came to the top of the hill and proceeded after Jay. The wild boy stumbled down to the flat ground below, it was then he dashed toward the wildebeests. The buffalo was already storming down toward Jay. It was during this time, Nala and Sarabi came to the tree where they had escaped from the Nyati.

"Come on this way!" said Nala as she ran the way that Jay had gone.

The lioness cub raced toward the hill ahead of them. Sarabi followed the lioness cub, climbing up the steep grass hill all the way to the very top. Nala and Sarabi then gazed down below at the fields, where they saw Jay racing toward the herd of wildebeests. pursuing behind him was the bull, Nyati. The sight was a shock to the lioness, gasping with an expression of fright. The sight reminded her to much of the loss of Simba. It was now Jay in that position. One she hoped would never come to be.

The wildebeest grazing lifted their heads up and looked to the approaching wild boy. Jay raced ever so closer, as closing right behind him was an angered Buffalo. A two hundred pound bull with ever growing fury and powerful strength. Out of great fear of being met with his trembling strength, they herd turned and made a break for the river stream ahead of them. As Jay ran the same was the wildebeest, thee wild boy turned and saw Nyati was right behind him, his head turned downward to his left and then flung up to his right, Jay felt himself fly up in the air, over eight feet in the air, flying forward ahead.

Sarabi widen her eyes.

"Jay!" Nala cried.

Jay cried out as he flew toward to the ground. Jay landed hard on the ground, feeling pain of his side and her rolled around before coming on his back and his side. Jay groaned as he rolled so his belly faced the ground below, setting his arm down under his chest, trying to get back up. Jay then turned his head and saw Nyati come upon him. The bull lifted his hooves up and prepare to stomp him. Jay quickly rolled out of the way. Once he was out from the bulls grasp, Jay tried getting up, only to be plunged to the side by the horns of Nyati, shoving him to the side. Later the buffalo then scooped the wild boy up and tossed him a few feet ahead of him.

Sarabi, continuing to see the danger could not bear another second of seeing her son in peril. neither did Nala.

"No!" yelped Nala.

The young cub leaped forward, running to the curving edge that lead down hill. Sarabi saw the young lioness cub try to make for down the hill. Taking the time before it slipped by, the lioness leaped and came in front of Nala before she could go any further

"Nala, No!" Sarabi said, not willing to risk her life.

"Stay here."

Sarabi turned and saw the bull continuing to attack her adopted son. The instinct of a common mother lioness began taking control of her senses. Her desire to protect jay was but what but drove her at this moment. She wasn't going to lose her adopted cub to the mighty bull. Sarabi hurried down the hill, prowling down toward the bull. Nala watched as Sarabi raced down hill to save Jay from certain death.

All the while, Jay was on the grass covered ground, blood leaking from the horns of the cape Buffalo that touched the tanned skin of the boy. The red blood of the wild boy was covering his chest. Jay was pushed further by the bull and laid motionless on his side, yet still breathing. The bull stood over Jay, as the young boy laid facing toward him, helpless and hurt. Jay gazed up to the bull as Nyati looked down on him. The buffalo gazed down upon him, eyes without any sympathy for the action he had committed to the boy.

Jay pulled himself away, crawling through the grass. Nyati came closer to the boy, his mindset was to finish off Jay.

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