A/N: A special review response! And I want to say sorry about the last chapter; the formatting was messed up. And I forgot to tell who "she" was it was Fedha.

The Dishwasher: I'm going to try and make the chapters longer! Thanks for reviewing and keep on reading!

sunrise19: Fedha is EVIL! DON'T FEEL SORRY FOR HER! YOU'LL SEE WHY! ( Thanks for reading; keep on reading & reviewing!

Vitfollower88: Thank you so much! Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough! And I thought that Sarafina and Taka would be perfect! I never thought I was a "great writer" but if you insist! ;) Hehe! That last chapter was sort of a chapter that introduced the next chapter! Well, thank you so much!

Chapter 8: The Chains That Bind Us Are Broken

Fedha sulked. And sulked some more. And while she sulked, she had time to think. And her devious mind thought of the perfect plan.

One morning, she heard the roar that signaled the start of a hunt. She smiled evilly. 'Purrfect..' she thought. She hunkered down, and slunk over to the acacia trees where Taka usually was. She saw him. Alone. Good. She straightened up and walked over to him, smiling.

"Taka, dear." she purred. "How are you today?"

Taka jumped up, wide-eyed. "Fedha! What are you doing here?!"

"Oh, don't you know that I'm not allowed to go on hunts? You should! You were the one who spoke up, saying that I couldn't hunt." Fedha said quietly. She seemed even more dangerous when she spoke quietly.

"Oh, yes. About that.." he shook out his mane, which was full now. "You see, I simply didn't want Sarafina to be mad that I opposed her. You understand, right?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Oh, I understand, alright."

She moved closer to him until her face was centimeters away from his. "And what about me, Taka?"

"Wha-what about you?"

"Don't you like me, Taka?"

"No! Never! I love Sarafina!" Her upper lip curled into a snarl. She reared up, bringing her paw, claws unsheathed, across his left eye. Pain tore at Scar's eye. He roared his fury and pain. He opened his eye painfully.

"You.." he snarled. "You are hereby banished from the Pridelands!"

She swallowed, hard. "Y-you can't do that!"

"I can too! I am Prince of the Pridelands!"

She snarled again. "You are scarred. You-are-Scar!"

Abruptly, she turned and ran as fast as she could, away from Pride Rock. Taka watched her go, face hard, cold. She was right. He would never be the same.

The pride saw her coming, and they were confused. Why was she here?

"Fedha, what a sur-" the King didn't get to finish. Fedha plowed through them like a bulldozer. Sarafina sensed trouble. She ran ahead of her hunting party, toward where Taka, now Scar, stood, still as granite.

"Taka, darling, what's wrong?" she noticed his eye, where blood was now flowing freely. "What happened to your eye?!"

"Fedha. She tried to seduce me, and I resisted. She got mad and did...this." He didn't look at her when he said any of this. He was still staring at Fedha's retreating figure. Suddenly, far away, on the outskirts of the Pridelands, Fedha looked back. She saw Taka's spiteful glare, and ran into the area to be known as the Outlands.

Sarafina nuzzled Taka. "Oh, darling, I'm so sorry!" The rest of the Pride slowly arrived, Uru carrying a zebra. Seeing Taka's eye, she dropped it and ran over to him. "Oh, my darling son, what happened?!" She cried out, trying to nuzzle him.

Taka pulled away from her. "Don't TOUCH me, mother!" he cried, hatefully.

"Taka!" Sarafina cried, wholly surprised that Taka would talk to his mother like that. Taka ignored her.

"You are not my mother anymore, Queen Uru." He snarled.

"Why ever not, Taka?" Uru asked, surprised and scared at her son's malice.

"You never treated me like a son, so I am not your son."

"But Taka, how could you say that?!"

"Because, dear Queen, you treated Mufasa like a son too. HE WASN'T YOUR SON! As long as you treated him like a son, you had little love for me. And you, my dear King," he looked at Ahadi, "you hated me! I was never good enough for you. You were never my father."

"Taka, if you claim that we aren't your parents, then you aren't a prince!" Ahadi growled.

"I never was!" he said, half laughing. "You never treated me like a prince; no one did! Everything you claim I'm losing I never had! The only love I ever got was from Sarafina! What a name you parents of mine gave me! I will be called Scar from now on by everyone BUT Sarafina!

" He glared at them all. That was, everyone but Sarafina. After five minutes of silence, they realized he was done. "What are you all staring at?" And at that, he stalked off, Sarafina right behind him.

A/N: Haha! It's longer! 4 freaking pages! LOL well it's a wanna-be cliff hanger, so haha again! Well people review and I love you all! LOL! This story will be put into two parts, or should it? Another thing to review about! YAY! Oh, and if you're wondering about the title of this chapter, it's supposed to be like- all of his emotions have been bottled up so long (or chained) and know they come out (or the chains are broken) get it?