I do not own nor claim ownership of Banzai, Shenzi, Ed, Scar, Simba, Zira
or whatever other Lion King 1, 2 or ½ characters that will turn up in this
Fanfic. It is, afterall, Fanfiction.
PLEASE R&R!!! Uhh, yeah.
NOTE: Gah, sorry about all the html tags, bad evil HTML tags. removes
Prologue
"Not even you can't be caught unawares!"
-Scar, in the 'Be Prepared' song, Lion King 1.
"Never thank us, damn lions," the hyena hissed angrily, gnawing on the bone of a zebra that he had scavenged off a successful hunt of the lions, having eaten every last scrap of meat on it. "They should be thankin' all hyenas, but noooooo, they don't even thank me, you or Ed, eh Banzaii?"
Banzaii chewed on her on bone, raising his head to look across the borders of the outlands into the flourishing pridelands. "Not one peep from them, Shenzi. Over proud lil buggers, I tell you. Right Ed?"
The wide-eyed hyena simply gave both of them a blank look, saliva dripping from his tongue, panting heavily and scratching some fleas off his spotted coat.
Shenzi shook her head pathetically at Ed. "Come on, Ed. Who killed Scar when liddle innocent Simba didn't want to kill 'im?"
"Us hyenas. But of course it was the three of us who set it up, eh Shenzi?" Banzaii replied.
"And who then kept Simba's record of murderin' other lions clean?"
"We did!"
"Who prevented Scar from comin' back and taking over pride rock again?"
"We did!"
"Who feeds on the dead bodies in the lands t' keep them free from stench?"
"We did!"
"Even Zira's body when we found it washed down ere', remember that, Ed?"
The crazy hyena adopted the same blank stare before nodding his head wildly.
"We deserve more than this I tell you," Shenzi said angrily as she cast aside her own bone, shaking the three separate locks of fur on her head that separated her from the rest. "A graveyard of elephants and the same ol' bland taste, forced to scavenge from the pridelands. We can hunt small game fine on our own, but they won't let us, damn them."
The hyena raised her head to look at the far- off pridelands- lush carpets of rolling grass, towering trees, plentiful water sources and herds of zebras and wildebeest and all sorts of animals... were her kind destined never to be a part of that paradise? Rough and tough though hyenas were, what right had the lions to call themselves the good guys and label the hyenas the bad guys? She snorted and strode around the area, ignoring the somewhat disturbing blank stares of Ed and the saliva dripping from his mouth. Hyenas lived like rogues, true, but they did have a form of culture, a form of society, regardless of how loose it was. They deserved better than what they were getting...
Banzaii continued chewing on his bone. "Yeah, we know all that, but if yer so inclined, Shenzi, why don't choo' tell them yourself?" he scoffed as though it was impossible.
Shenzi, being the smartest of the trio, glared with her piercing gaze at pride rock, clearly visible just below the horizon. "I think I might just do that..."
Banzaii choked on a tiny bit of bone that he had bitten off and was chewing, spitting it out before staring at Shenzi as if she were mad. "You crazy, Shenzi? Those kind of crazy schemes are usually for Ed over there," he cried, jerking his head in Ed's direction.
The hyena snorted. "Yore still right but there ain't no sense in standing around here complainin'."
"Choo' that desperate, y' can go take it wit' Vari," Banzaii scoffed again, turning his interests back to his bone, referring to the hyena that had taken leadership over the clan that the trio were in.
Shenzi stood, snorting again and padding off, shaking her spotted pelt clear of the dust. "I just might do that."
"Hey! Hey, whatsa matter wit' choo?!" Banzaii yelled as Shenzi moved off, but she remained ignorant of his yells as she disappeared in the mountains of bones. Banzaii sighed and returned to chewing the bone, saying in a pitying tone to Ed, "She's got it in fer herself this time, I tell ye."
PLEASE R&R!!! Uhh, yeah.
NOTE: Gah, sorry about all the html tags, bad evil HTML tags. removes
Prologue
"Not even you can't be caught unawares!"
-Scar, in the 'Be Prepared' song, Lion King 1.
"Never thank us, damn lions," the hyena hissed angrily, gnawing on the bone of a zebra that he had scavenged off a successful hunt of the lions, having eaten every last scrap of meat on it. "They should be thankin' all hyenas, but noooooo, they don't even thank me, you or Ed, eh Banzaii?"
Banzaii chewed on her on bone, raising his head to look across the borders of the outlands into the flourishing pridelands. "Not one peep from them, Shenzi. Over proud lil buggers, I tell you. Right Ed?"
The wide-eyed hyena simply gave both of them a blank look, saliva dripping from his tongue, panting heavily and scratching some fleas off his spotted coat.
Shenzi shook her head pathetically at Ed. "Come on, Ed. Who killed Scar when liddle innocent Simba didn't want to kill 'im?"
"Us hyenas. But of course it was the three of us who set it up, eh Shenzi?" Banzaii replied.
"And who then kept Simba's record of murderin' other lions clean?"
"We did!"
"Who prevented Scar from comin' back and taking over pride rock again?"
"We did!"
"Who feeds on the dead bodies in the lands t' keep them free from stench?"
"We did!"
"Even Zira's body when we found it washed down ere', remember that, Ed?"
The crazy hyena adopted the same blank stare before nodding his head wildly.
"We deserve more than this I tell you," Shenzi said angrily as she cast aside her own bone, shaking the three separate locks of fur on her head that separated her from the rest. "A graveyard of elephants and the same ol' bland taste, forced to scavenge from the pridelands. We can hunt small game fine on our own, but they won't let us, damn them."
The hyena raised her head to look at the far- off pridelands- lush carpets of rolling grass, towering trees, plentiful water sources and herds of zebras and wildebeest and all sorts of animals... were her kind destined never to be a part of that paradise? Rough and tough though hyenas were, what right had the lions to call themselves the good guys and label the hyenas the bad guys? She snorted and strode around the area, ignoring the somewhat disturbing blank stares of Ed and the saliva dripping from his mouth. Hyenas lived like rogues, true, but they did have a form of culture, a form of society, regardless of how loose it was. They deserved better than what they were getting...
Banzaii continued chewing on his bone. "Yeah, we know all that, but if yer so inclined, Shenzi, why don't choo' tell them yourself?" he scoffed as though it was impossible.
Shenzi, being the smartest of the trio, glared with her piercing gaze at pride rock, clearly visible just below the horizon. "I think I might just do that..."
Banzaii choked on a tiny bit of bone that he had bitten off and was chewing, spitting it out before staring at Shenzi as if she were mad. "You crazy, Shenzi? Those kind of crazy schemes are usually for Ed over there," he cried, jerking his head in Ed's direction.
The hyena snorted. "Yore still right but there ain't no sense in standing around here complainin'."
"Choo' that desperate, y' can go take it wit' Vari," Banzaii scoffed again, turning his interests back to his bone, referring to the hyena that had taken leadership over the clan that the trio were in.
Shenzi stood, snorting again and padding off, shaking her spotted pelt clear of the dust. "I just might do that."
"Hey! Hey, whatsa matter wit' choo?!" Banzaii yelled as Shenzi moved off, but she remained ignorant of his yells as she disappeared in the mountains of bones. Banzaii sighed and returned to chewing the bone, saying in a pitying tone to Ed, "She's got it in fer herself this time, I tell ye."