Nine Months Later

As the sun began to fall behind the horizon, a young adult Nala sat on the summit thinking about what has been going on these past months. Her mother has been on a total crazed rampage. Nala has been wondering who's right and wrong when she found out the truth about her beloved mother.

That her and Mheetu's father was a spawn into getting King Mufasa to mate with her. Which she succeeded. The proof, her little sister Thelma. Light golden with rich brown eyes. Who strangely enough looks a lot like Sarabi's daughter, Sienna.

A clearing of a throat caused the tawny peach lioness to move her bright green eyes to the source to see a very pregnant queen.

"Queen Elara."

Elara groaned before taking a seat next to the younger lioness. "I'm sorry about all this."

Nala shook her head before smiling lightly. "No. I understand why you choose to be Scar's queen and his cubs' mother. Scar is the last lion I would want to mate with but I would of done it to protect my love ones."

Elara nodded but on the inside she was fighting. Her water just broke. "Nala..."

Nala snapped her eyes on the queen and gasped at the pained expression on the dark tawny lioness' face. "Queen Elara..."

Elara shook her head before growling as she stood. "Nala...you have to go get help. You're the only one able and the fastest...mostly the only one I can trust."

"But...but...but..." Nala stuttered.

Elara smiled lightly before nuzzling the young lioness. "If I give birth to a male...Scar is going to teach him his awful ways. Please?"

Nala nodded after briefly thinking it over. "I won't let you down!"

Elara smiled gratefully before heading down the winding slope with Nala's help. As Elara headed into her and Scar's den, Nala ran off into the dusk lit Pridelands.

...

Loud screams and roars of pain was coming from the Royal den. The little amount of residents lifted their heads and fleed in fright. Elara laid on the platform drenched in sweat as she panted heavily.

"One more push, Elara." instructed Eleanor, the tawny-beige lioness was at her daughter's base.

The dark tawny lioness grunted before growled before the sound of a pleased sigh reached her ears.

"A healthy little boy."

Elara didn't get to respond because another wave of pain shot through her body, like lighting. She growled as she shut her radiant purple eyes close. The pain shooting through her body was more intense than the last. Soon the pain subsided to start up a few minutes later. Before the sounds of cub mews echoed off the den walls.

"They're truly beautiful." Eleanor smiled proudly while sitting by her daughter's side before standing. "I'll go get the king."

Before Eleanor could take a step towards the entrance Scar entered with a unreadable expression.

"No need, Eleanor. I'm here." Scar nearly growled as he passed the tawny-beige lioness. "But I would like to have some privacy."

Eleanor glared before looking at her daughter. After seeing Elara nod she turned and exited the royal den. Leaving her daughter alone with her cubs and the king.

"Well. Let's see them." Scar sneered.

Elara moved her head to her side to pick up two bundles of dark fur and placed them in between her paws. One was a male which brought a grin to Scar's muzzle as the other was a female. For Scar he was mostly interested in the male. Who was everything he wanted to be and will be.

"I'm assuming that the boy is the oldest?" Scar asked lifting his leafy green eyes up from his son to his queen.

Elara was in a lot of pain but she noticed the male's scent first before the second cub came. "The male..."

Scar grinned wider as his jaded eyes glanced over the sleeping brown cub. "Kovu." Scar ignored the gasp from Elara before turning his eyes to his daughter. "You can name her what you want."

Elara waited until Scar was gone before pulling her cubs close. The brown female sneezed which made Elara smiled lovingly.

Cassiel had left with his mother and brother but looking at her daughter everything seems to be brightening up.

"My little Sherise. You'll bring joy and love to others. I know it." Elara looked up and towards the den entrance. Tears fell from her eyes, "If your father doesn't ruin you first..."

BTBW

Nala walked across the hot dessert, she wanted to get rid of that monster and those fleabags. Everything was destroyed because of Scar. She's determined to get help so Elara's cub won't have their lives ruin.

With a heavy sigh the tawny peach lioness went on. The hot sun was baring down on her back, made the terk more exhausted. She had left the Pridelands just a bit before sunset and now the sky was illuminated with different shades of red and orange. Her bright green eyes stayed on the sandy ground to keep the dust out.

Nala lifted her head at the faint smell of grass and water. With a small smile she picked up her pace. While silently praying that she is not losing her mind. Up ahead she could make out a cluster of trees. With pleased grin she bolted towards the trees. The sand flew around, as her paws kicked at the ground. The warm evening dessert breeze blew through her fur as excitement and hope gleamed in her eyes.

As Nala gained closer, the smell of water became stronger until a creek came in sight. She quickly rushed over and quenched her burning throat. With a sigh, she scanned the area with cautious eyes. What's on her mind right now, is food. Can't search for help on a empty stomach. Her ears twitched at the faint voices of someone singing.

'In the jungle, the mighty jungle. The lion sleeps tonight.'

Nala giggled before following the scent of a worthog. Learning to hunt from being a cub was hard but it made her skills even better with the experience. Nala shook her head to clear her head, one thing about hunting that is very important; you need a clear head to focus. Nala crouched low in the golden grass, her green eyes locked on the red warthog. Soon brown met green and everything went down hill.

"Damn!" Nala silently growled as she stomped a paw on the dusty ground before taking off after the fleeing pig.

Nala would never admit that she was about to give up the chase. But who could blame her? She had no energy and that swine is too fast. But that changed when the warthog got stuck under a tree root. A smile formed when she saw a light brown meerkat run out and try to push the larger animal through. She purred in delight at the thought of catching two easy preys. It was greedy but she was that hungry.

But that went out of her mind at a loud defining roar. Nala stopped short as a young golden lion leaped over the root and pounced on her. Nala knew it was either fight or flight. She decided to go with the first. Nala swiped the male across the face. Ignoring the meerkat's tips to go for her throat.

Eventually the lion's stamina didn't last, Nala used her back paws to side under him and flip him over on to his back. She stepped on the ground and growled menacingly at his bright orange eyes, but she did not see fear in those eyes. No, she saw recognition.

"Nala?"