AN: Sorry about the last chapter, my word proccessor messed up and
didn't do the tabs for some reason or the enters. So it looked like on big
paragraph. I might reupload, but not right now. Thanks to the 5 who
reviewed who read through that mess!
Nala was glad for her blue eyes, which cut through the dark to allow her to try to climb down the steep side of Pride Rock. Her claws grabbed onto the rock as she carefully maneuvered her way from hole to hole where her paws and claws could grab onto the rock more easily. Stopping for a moment to rest, she felt her claws retracting. "No, no!" Nala whispered violently at her paws. It was still to far for her to live if she fell.
She willed her claws to stay, not allowing herself to stop and rest as she hurriedly but carefully climbed down the rock. She felt her claws retract, this time there was no stopping it, she tried to look and see if she would live, but the sudden gushing of wind surrounding her as she fell jerked her head, and all she could see were the stars, the great kings of the past....
Simba climbed the rock, it was familiar, he was sure he had seen it before. He walked to the edge and peered at the landscape. Pride Rock! It had been 2 years since he had run away as a cub to the Oasis, and his heart swelled at the place of his childhood.
"You know," said Sarabi softly, sitting beside him, "I don't think you're here just to save Nala. I think you're here to regain your kingdom." Simba looked at her as if she was crazy.
"No, I'm not here to regain it. It's not my kingdom, it's Scar's. I know you want me to be King badly, just like," he swallowed, "dad, but I can't. I just can't."
"Can't or won't?" she said, still softly. "Just think about it. I can tell you think this view is beautiful. Imagine it as it was when you were a cub. Animals, more grass, no hyenas..." her thoughts trailed as she also watched Pride Rock. "Do you know how sad I was when you died. I mean, everyone thought you were dead," her voice went low.
"Please, mom, not right now. Please..."
"But later. Before you go back, if you chose to do so. Or later when you stay here." her voice sounded hopeful at the prospect.
"Mom, don't fill your head with wishes of me. I'll just let you down."
"You will prove to be Mufasa's son yet. The Kings have told me so in dreams, your father included." Had his father really? Simba shook his head, maybe his mother was just trying to fill his head with thoughts, trying to get him to stay.
"Believe what you want, but not I'm not staying."
"Bring Nala to me," said Scar plainly, picking out the antelope between his teeth.
"Right away," said Zazu, starting to take flight.
"Right away what?" Scar challenged.
"Right away, sire," Zazu said, flying out of the den toward the top where the head hyena was pacing. "You, Scar wants Nala in his den." Instead, he pretended not to listen. Zazu flew closer. But still no response. Soon he was right in his face, yelling. "DID YOU HERE ME?"
"Yes, I heard you," he said calmly, grabbing the bird with his teeth and tearing it apart, feathers flying. He ate greedily. Ever since the lionesses and disappeared, the hyenas hadn't had much food. Zazu was another meal under the belt. He went to the top to retrieve Nala, to see the spot bare. There was a knot in the pit of his stomach, and he had the feeling that was his last meal.
"WHAT?!?!" roared Scar, coming close to the cowering hyena. "What do you MEAN she's gone?"
"I mean, um, that she's gone?" The statement came out sounding like a question. Scar raised his paw and struck his face, sending him into the rock wall of the den. A sputtering sound came from him, a blood gurgled and spilled from his lips.
"I'm sorry, your sire," he manged to spit out, blood falling rapidly from his chin. Scar paid him little attention, already heading out determined to find Nala himself.
A/N I almost wrote more, but then decided this is a good place for a chapter to end. R&R to find out if Simba will change his mind, and what happened to Nala!?!?!
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU!
Nala was glad for her blue eyes, which cut through the dark to allow her to try to climb down the steep side of Pride Rock. Her claws grabbed onto the rock as she carefully maneuvered her way from hole to hole where her paws and claws could grab onto the rock more easily. Stopping for a moment to rest, she felt her claws retracting. "No, no!" Nala whispered violently at her paws. It was still to far for her to live if she fell.
She willed her claws to stay, not allowing herself to stop and rest as she hurriedly but carefully climbed down the rock. She felt her claws retract, this time there was no stopping it, she tried to look and see if she would live, but the sudden gushing of wind surrounding her as she fell jerked her head, and all she could see were the stars, the great kings of the past....
Simba climbed the rock, it was familiar, he was sure he had seen it before. He walked to the edge and peered at the landscape. Pride Rock! It had been 2 years since he had run away as a cub to the Oasis, and his heart swelled at the place of his childhood.
"You know," said Sarabi softly, sitting beside him, "I don't think you're here just to save Nala. I think you're here to regain your kingdom." Simba looked at her as if she was crazy.
"No, I'm not here to regain it. It's not my kingdom, it's Scar's. I know you want me to be King badly, just like," he swallowed, "dad, but I can't. I just can't."
"Can't or won't?" she said, still softly. "Just think about it. I can tell you think this view is beautiful. Imagine it as it was when you were a cub. Animals, more grass, no hyenas..." her thoughts trailed as she also watched Pride Rock. "Do you know how sad I was when you died. I mean, everyone thought you were dead," her voice went low.
"Please, mom, not right now. Please..."
"But later. Before you go back, if you chose to do so. Or later when you stay here." her voice sounded hopeful at the prospect.
"Mom, don't fill your head with wishes of me. I'll just let you down."
"You will prove to be Mufasa's son yet. The Kings have told me so in dreams, your father included." Had his father really? Simba shook his head, maybe his mother was just trying to fill his head with thoughts, trying to get him to stay.
"Believe what you want, but not I'm not staying."
"Bring Nala to me," said Scar plainly, picking out the antelope between his teeth.
"Right away," said Zazu, starting to take flight.
"Right away what?" Scar challenged.
"Right away, sire," Zazu said, flying out of the den toward the top where the head hyena was pacing. "You, Scar wants Nala in his den." Instead, he pretended not to listen. Zazu flew closer. But still no response. Soon he was right in his face, yelling. "DID YOU HERE ME?"
"Yes, I heard you," he said calmly, grabbing the bird with his teeth and tearing it apart, feathers flying. He ate greedily. Ever since the lionesses and disappeared, the hyenas hadn't had much food. Zazu was another meal under the belt. He went to the top to retrieve Nala, to see the spot bare. There was a knot in the pit of his stomach, and he had the feeling that was his last meal.
"WHAT?!?!" roared Scar, coming close to the cowering hyena. "What do you MEAN she's gone?"
"I mean, um, that she's gone?" The statement came out sounding like a question. Scar raised his paw and struck his face, sending him into the rock wall of the den. A sputtering sound came from him, a blood gurgled and spilled from his lips.
"I'm sorry, your sire," he manged to spit out, blood falling rapidly from his chin. Scar paid him little attention, already heading out determined to find Nala himself.
A/N I almost wrote more, but then decided this is a good place for a chapter to end. R&R to find out if Simba will change his mind, and what happened to Nala!?!?!
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU!