The Lion King: Innocence Lost

by CJR1997

In this telling of The Lion King, the events in the gorge take a different turn. Scar has to make a quick decision on how to proceed. How will that decision affect the lives of not only Simba but those of the ones he loves.

1. Chapter 1: Setting the Trap

Hello all, this is my first Lion King Fanfiction. The Lion King has been my favorite movie for as long as I can remember. And I have been an avid Fanfiction reader for a long time. So I figured why not give it a shot. Please leave comments and critiques. I hope you enjoy. BTW, it's a work in progress. Sorry for the inconsistent lengths of the chapters. Anyway, on with the story.

It had begun as a beautiful day in the Pride Lands. Home to the lions of Pride Rock, with their King Mufasa and Queen Sarabi. The King and Queen had a son named, Simba. Simba was a curious and adventurous cub, who loved to explore and be as brave as his father. But that curiosity and bravery led him to trouble when he and his friend Nala went into the Elephant Graveyard, despite what Mufasa had told Simba about going there and it almost got them killed. Thankfully, Mufasa was there to save them.

After those events, Simba had been feeling a little down. He felt bad for disappointing his father and almost getting Nala killed. But he didn't show his inner-feelings as he didn't want to appear weak. But he had made a resolution in his mind, he was going to be more cautious in the future.

It was on this beautiful day, when Scar, the brother of Mufasa and uncle of Simba, came up to the young prince while he was sunbathing around Pride Rock.

"Ahh, there you are. My favorite nephew." Scar said in a rather sly voice. "Hey Uncle Scar," Simba said, looking up at his dark brown uncle. "What are you doing today, Simba?" Scar asked in his sly voice. "I can't leave Pride Rock without an escort," Simba said putting his head on top of his paws. Scar inwardly rolled his eyes, how he hated this cub. But he snapped back to reality, he needed to cub for his plan to work.

Scar made a toothy smile down at his nephew, "Aww, that's not fair." "I know," Simba said, sighing. "It's lucky for you, that I talked it all over with your mother and she says I can take you out." Scar said, looking into Simba's eyes. "Really!?" Simba shouted, standing up with excitement. "Oh yes," Scar said, forcing as much enthusiasm as he could. Simba was so excited, he had never spent any time with his uncle and now he was going to be spending the day with him.

"Come on Uncle Scar, let's go!" Simba lept with glee as he ran out of the bathing area. Scar watched the cub run down the path. He smiled inwardly, this was going to be delicious.