I want to apologize to those who are reading for any tears in this chapter.

Almost a month has gone by since Ahadi struck Haru. And Athazar couldn't be more pleased.

Uru stopped talking to her mate for a week but went back to be the disgusting couple they were. But what gave him great joy was that Haru demanded his name be changed to Scar.

A reminder to Ahadi for what he done. Which made the poor fool feel even worse since the king claims he didn't mean it. He remembers the morning Scar came back and his mother was pissed.

{Flashback}

Athazar was walking by when he heard the king and queen arguing. Haven't just been to the graveyard he knows about the king striking Haru.

The dark cream lion moved where he could hear and see without being spotted.

Uru glared, her amber eyes full of emotions. "I can't believe you did that! What...Why!?"

Ahadi truly felt awful. "I'm sorry, Uru. You don't know how sorry I am. I didn't mean it...I guess...I just lost it. He was so much like those lions from the Pridelands history, talking about Mufasa...that I seen them instead of our son."

Uru glared at her mate. "I can forgive in time but I'll never forget and I'm sure Haru won't ever do both."

Ahadi lowered his head as Uru walked in the cave.

{End of Flashback}

Athazar nearly got the boy under his up most control. And he has a plan to get him to rely on only him.

...X...

Scar was awoken by a soft nudge. The prince blinked his green eyes open to stare in the amber eyes of his grandfather. "Granddad. Why the early wake up call?"

Mohatu chuckled before heading out of the den. He knows that his grandson prefer to be called Scar but himself and his mother still will call him Haru. "I have spoken with your mother and she has agreed that you and your sister will be Mufasa's advisors. Today will be your first lesson."

Scar grimaced but got up anyway. When Scar walked out of the den he saw Isla waiting. He could tell she was tired too, she was fighting off the erge to fall asleep. With a little nudge the three were off into the lush green plains, not aware of two pairs of eyes watching from across the field.

"There's the cub, Athazar. But tell me again why we are doing this?" Akata looked from Mohatu and the cubs to the dark cream lion. "Shouldn't we be going after the cub who was chosen to be king."

Akata was Idris' sister and muscle. She saw Scar on numerous occasions but still didn't get the plan too well.

Athazar shook his head before looking at the dark grey hyena. "No. I'm sure that Prince Scar is the key. We just need to pull him in completely. And I know just how to do that."

Athazar grinned before he started walking off causing Akata to follow with confusion in her eyes.

Meanwhile Mohatu was going over the basis of what it is to be a advisor. Scar and Isla were going over what they learned so far in hush whispers when they were brought out of their conversation by the stern voice of their grandfather.

"Haru, Isla. Hush...listen."

Scar looked down as well as Isla and felt the ground below their paws start to rumble. "What is that?"

Mohatu looked from his grandcubs to the end of the field to see a cloud of dust. "I'm not quite..." his amber eyes widened as he seen what was the cause of the cloud of dust. A stampede of water buffaloes. "Isla, Haru run!"

When the prince and princess didn't move, Mohatu grabbed the young cubs and took off deeper into the Pridelands. Mohatu ran for what seemed like forever while thinking to himself, Must hide Haru and Isla!

Mohatu saw a rock den that was small enough to hide the cubs. Mohatu put Scar and Isla down before pushing them towards the rocky den.

"Go in there!"

Isla looked over her small light gold shoulder with fearful purple eyes. "What about you?"

Mohatu shook his head. "Don't worry about me. Don't you come out until I say so." Mohatu jumped on top of the rocky den and growled at the stampeding animals. "Go around!"

Isla clung to Scar in fear of what was happening. Until a loud roar echoed through the field causing the siblings to share a look.

"Grandpa!" Scar and Isla cried as they huddled together.

"Hey it's you!"

Isla screamed as Scar gasped. Then he remembered the hyena pup that he was seeing as Shenzi. "Huh?"

Isla quickly noticed that Scar wasn't afraid. She realized that they must of been the ones Scar met when he was stuck in the graveyard. They stepped out to see two other hyena pups. One with a darker muzzle, that Scar remembered as Banazi walked over with his ears halfway pinned.

"We were playing nearby and seen the stampede."

Scar looked at the three hyenas with pleading green eyes. "That means you seen our grandfather. Did you see where he went?"

Banazi went to say something when Ed ran off. Isla quickly followed the young pup, Scar looked from Shenzi and Banazi to see his sister walking away after Ed. He turned and ran after Isla with the other two hyena pups following.

What Ed led the royal cubs to, made the adopted siblings stop in their tracks. Up ahead laid the broken, battered body of Mohatu. Tears fell down Isla's face as she and Scar ran over to the unmoving dark yellow lion.

Scar knew that it was over and that their grandfather was gone.

Scar couldn't worry about him at the moment, Isla needed him. The light gold cub was a sobbing mess and he needed to be there for her. Scar pulled Isla close and nuzzled her while licking the younger cub's tears away.

Later that day, when Scar and Isla could finally drag their selves away from their grandfather's body. They returned to Priderock...where they first met their mother and had to brake the terrible news.

Isla and Scar never saw anyone in so much grief than at that moment when they told their mother what happened. Devastated, Uru ran to find her father without saying anything to nobody else.

When Isla told her father and the rest of the pride, more grief swept through the air.

Ahadi ran off following his mate's scent with along with Athena and Jaser following his friend and King. At the sight of Mohatu's death, Athena had a heart attack and was another life for the pride to mourn.

...

The adults decided Mohatu's body was too battered for the rest of the cubs to see. As Mohatu's funeral occurred which was a double service, seen over by Rafiki so that Athena and Mohatu's souls may join the Great Rulers of the past in the stars.

The cubs stayed in the cave with a heavy heart Zuzu. Just as upset as Scar and Isla, Mufasa cried into the shoulders of his friends. But as the cubs looked after and comforted Mufasa, Scar was left to grieve by him self.

Mohatu had told him wonderful things, about love, and the future lessons he would give to advise his brother. But now he wouldn't get those lessons and now as everyone comforted Mufasa, he was sure he didn't want to learn any more.

As he saw the other cubs fawn over his brother, he felt jealous and anger that he never felt before. Wasn't he the one that witness their grandfather's death? Shouldn't he need more comfort than that precious Mufasa. Apparently not. Apparently no one cared...

"Haru..?"

Scar snapped his head out of his arms and glared at the light gold cub. Hate and anger burned through his veins. "What do you want?! Haven't you heard it's Scar now!" Isla jumped but didn't move. Scar growled as he narrowed his eyes. "I'm sure Mufasa hasn't have enough attention!"

Isla saw the tears fall down her brother's face. She knew he was hurting and it hurted her more to see him like this. She moved closer and laid in front of the rich brown cub before licking the salty tears away.

Scar sighed before pulling Isla close, how can he be a fool? Isla was in the same condition as him and he nearly chased her away. He forgot about Mufasa and focused on what was more important than his good for nothing brother.

As time went on, Uru managed to continue her duties with the help of her mate and Jaser. But some things never fully returned to normal. Everyone had noticed a change in Scar, and they could only assume it had something to do with witnessing Mohatu's death. Though his grandfather and grandmother's deaths horribly upset him, what had really scarred the young prince was that in his eyes no one was there for him.

The pride comforted his mother as the other cubs comforted Mufasa. No one was there for him like Mohatu and Athena used to. Except for Isla.

As they were the same and she was the only one he acted his old self around from that point.

Isla was in his eyes, the only one that deserved his warmth.

AN; More death. What do you think?