The dreams:
Hi, welcome readers to my VERY FIRST FANFICTION! I thought I should make this one a jungle book because it's one my FAVORITE Disney movies EVER!. So anyways the show must go on!(-:(PLUS, I do not own jungle book just Mohamed) Night had engulfed the Indian jungle. Fireflies were dancing in the moonlight with a yellow glow on their tails. Nocturnal predators snuck swiftly around the trees hunting their prey. The yellow moon shined its misty light on a small village where everyone was sleeping soundly, that is, except for one jungle boy. "No, noooo" cried Mowgli in his sleep. He was having the dream again, the dream that he had seen over and over for an entire week. He was in a canoe that was sailing down the river. He had suddenly heard screaming and a chomping sound. "Save our son!" said a voice, a man most likely. Mowgli's point of view turned face to face in front of an angry tiger with a baby in a basket in his mouth and a scar across his left eye. It wasn't sherekhan but another tiger. He turned and saw the people who the voices belonged to. It was... The village leader and his wife messua! But before anything else could happen, mowgli awoke with a start, panting really loudly. "Mowgli, you look exhausted, maybe you should go back to bed" said Mowgli's adoptive mother. It was breakfast time the next day after Mowgli had the dream. "No, no. I'm fine" said Mowgli; even know he didn't feel fine. He had bags over his eyes and could barely keep awake. "I think I'll just spend the day with Shanti" and walked out of the room. -+-Very short i know,but I'll make it longer. please R&R
Hi, welcome readers to my VERY FIRST FANFICTION! I thought I should make this one a jungle book because it's one my FAVORITE Disney movies EVER!. So anyways the show must go on!(-:(PLUS, I do not own jungle book just Mohamed) Night had engulfed the Indian jungle. Fireflies were dancing in the moonlight with a yellow glow on their tails. Nocturnal predators snuck swiftly around the trees hunting their prey. The yellow moon shined its misty light on a small village where everyone was sleeping soundly, that is, except for one jungle boy. "No, noooo" cried Mowgli in his sleep. He was having the dream again, the dream that he had seen over and over for an entire week. He was in a canoe that was sailing down the river. He had suddenly heard screaming and a chomping sound. "Save our son!" said a voice, a man most likely. Mowgli's point of view turned face to face in front of an angry tiger with a baby in a basket in his mouth and a scar across his left eye. It wasn't sherekhan but another tiger. He turned and saw the people who the voices belonged to. It was... The village leader and his wife messua! But before anything else could happen, mowgli awoke with a start, panting really loudly. "Mowgli, you look exhausted, maybe you should go back to bed" said Mowgli's adoptive mother. It was breakfast time the next day after Mowgli had the dream. "No, no. I'm fine" said Mowgli; even know he didn't feel fine. He had bags over his eyes and could barely keep awake. "I think I'll just spend the day with Shanti" and walked out of the room. -+-Very short i know,but I'll make it longer. please R&R
Fifteen years later and the return of Rajah
Fifteen years had passed in the blink of an eye and before mohamed knew it he had grown into a teenager. He was found by a couple in a basket who were taking a hike in the jungle. They had brought along weapons to defend themselves with incase they ran into any wild animals out on the trail. The weapons were a spear, a pistol, and a rifle. They shot at the tiger with the pistol as a warning to scare it off and threw the spear at him to injure him. They knew the baby had nobody else so they decided to take him in and raise him as their own.
(FIFTEEN YEARS LATER)
The now teenage mohamed