Chapter 6: Possessed
It was as if something inside him had snapped, Kitoko thought. His aim had been perfect. But Kitoko had no energy left to fight back. As one, the pride yelled "Kovu!" and some, including Kiara made to stop the fight. But it was Simba who lunged forward, his roar deafening even the thunder.
He hit Kovu in the side, hard and together they tumbled down the side of the knoll. Kitoko rolled over and watched. As they landed with a thud, Simba was able to pin the king. Even from where they stood, the pride could hear Simba's words. "You are pride lander now, king of these lands, you are NOT a murderous outlander anymore, so stop betraying our pride and start acting like the King I know you can be. And stop making your mother proud by following in that murderer's paw prints!" Simba let up.
No one had seen Simba this angry since Scar had been killed. Kovu got up, taking in ragid gasps of air and looking around. He turned to Simba, looked up at Kitoko, and then sighed, defeated.
The next day was better, although there were still clouds, so there was little sunshine. Kitoko still felt drained. And even though everyone was constantly praising her, and telling her how much she fit in, she felt as though she didn't belong. Kovu had said nothing to her; he hadn't even so much as glanced at her. This, for some odd reason really annoyed the young lioness.
She sighed and then shook her head as she walked. She felt like some sort of robot, walking through the lands, but not really knowing exactly where she was going. She ended up in a gorge. She looked around at the high sloping walls. Her head ached. She had only been her for a short time and yet she had found nothing of her mother's past. Perhaps she should say her name? No, some instinct deep inside of her told her not too.
She sighed. Suddenly she was filled with an overwhelming desire to be out of the gorge. She could sense something horrible had happened here. Her head was hurting and dots were swimming before her eyes. She felt the ground begin to tremble, and in her head, she heard screaming. Kitoko gulped. What was happening? She looked around, but saw nothing. Suddenly, words raced across her mind.
"Long live the King," the words were cold and menacing, filled with more venom than a rattlesnake possessed. The screaming filled her head again and Kitoko feinted, her body collapsing on the hard ground.
"Haunting her is not good, what will it do?" an oddly familiar voice ranted. "She may have your blood, but the blood of the true queen Sarabi runs through her veins as well. You will not win," Slowly Kitoko's vision returned. Somehow she was in Rafiki's tree. She didn't know how, for the last place she remembered being was the gorge.
"Rest in peace, hah!" Kitoko looked up. "What are you on about?" she tried to say, but her voice failed her and it came out, "Whaooabou?" Rafiki turned and laughed. "Nothing young one, do not worry, you are safe now." He patted her head and then returned to one of his drawings. Carefully Kitoko began to sit up, trying to be slow. But she wasn't slow enough, for little dots swam before her vision for a moment before settling so she could see once more.
She focused on the drawing Rafiki was working on. This one was of a darker pelted male, with a coal black mane and a small scar over one of his eyes. "Kovu?" she said. Rafiki shook his head. "Taka, or as you may know him, Scar," The word sent a shiver up her spine. She looked deeper and suddenly she saw two lime green eyes glaring at her. "Long live the King," the words formed themselves in her mind. She moaned, dots swimming before her vision once more.
Rafiki turned. "NO!" he shouted, grabbing his stick and whacking her on the head. Immediately the words died and Kitoko went back to normal. Her paws rushed to her head as she yelled in pain. "Whadcha do that for?" she cried. The old baboon chuckled.
Then he sighed and shook his head. "I am afraid your father is trying to possess you." He said. Kitoko frowned. "Huh?" she said. Rafiki put a hand on her shoulder. "You have been wondering why Kovu has acted so odd correct?" Kitoko nodded. "Yes," she said. Rafiki shook his head. "Well, Scar was able to possess him at different times, some times only enough to shoot glares at you and say mean things, but," here he paused, holding up one finger. "If I am not mistaken, yesterday he was able to take full control of Kovu, and when he got the chance he attacked you, did he not?" Kitoko thought a moment, letting her mind wander back to the hunt.
She remembered that just before he had pounced, his eyes had turned a lighter shade, gone from emerald to lime. Kitoko's eyes snapped open and she gasped.
"But, but why?" she said. Rafiki shook his head. "You were not supposed to live. Scar told your mother to dispose of you soon after you were born," Rafiki sighed heavily. "He knows your destiny as well, but he does not want you to rule, for you were an accident. Of course, Kovu is not his kin either, but to him, Kovu is the true King. And he wants Kovu's son to follow through and become King, not you to become Queen." Kitoko shook her head to try and clear it.
"Why is he trying to possess me now? Why has he stopped trying to possess Kovu?" she asked. "That roll down the hill and the pinning from Simba, it brought him fully back. For a while he may not acknowledge your presence, but give it time, and his true colors with shine. Scar cannot repossess him and he knows it, so now he's turned to you, and possessing you will be fairly easy for him since you are his own kin." Rafiki explained.
Kitoko growled. "But what can he do once he's possessed me?" she asked. "Many things," Rafiki said, shaking his head. "Once you are possessed the possessor can make you do things. He can make you drown yourself, walk over a cliff, stand and let a stampede trample you." Rafiki sighed. "There are many ways of killing you once he has possessed you Kitoko." Kitoko sighed. "Is there anything I can do to stop him?" she asked.
Rafiki smiled, as though he had been waiting for her to ask that question. "Yes, indeed there is. Take this," he stuffed a fruit in her mouth. She held it there for a moment. "Don't' savor it," Too late, the fruit was sour, it burned her tongue and eyes. "Swallow! Swallow!" Rafiki yelled. When Kitoko began to sputter and was on the verge of spitting it out, Rafiki grasped her muzzle firmly and tipped her head up, forcing her to swallow the fruit.
Kitoko coughed and then shook herself. "What was that?" she growled. "No time, here, open your mouth." Rafiki said, taking something off a leave that looked like mashed baby food onto his hands. "That was nasty enough, I don't need anything else," Kitoko complained. "This will help, just open your mouth," Kitoko sighed and then held her mouth open as he smoothed the substance over her tongue. "Now rub it against the roof of your mouth and let it dissolve." Kitoko did so and then sat back down, the burning sensation slowly ebbing away.
"Now, that will help, but you must also do some other things. When you drink, only drink, do not stare or even look at your reflection. His spirit has descended down here now and one way he can possess you is to lock eyes with you. He will be sure to be watching you, so take care. And don't' tread near the gorge again. It is where he killed his brother." Kitoko looked up. "Long live the king," she repeated. Rafiki frowned. "Yes, those were the last words his brother heard from him. Now, the pride will be expecting you back I would assume. Just keep in mind what I have said." Rafiki said, ushering her off.
Kitoko jumped down and began to slowly walk off. "Oh and Kitoko?" Rafiki called. The young lioness stopped and then turned to look back up at him. "Come back everyday to have another fruit and the mashed mix ok? It will help ward him off." Kitoko nodded and then, her mind reeling with thoughts turned and ran off at lightning speed toward pride rock.
End of chapter 6
Yes I finally came up w/ an idea for why Kovu was acting so weird, and I guess I was wrong...hehe it had everything to do with scar...lol. Anyway hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I know its' not really my style, but oh well, leave a review and let me know ok? Thanks! You guys are great! ;)
Oh and message to Katera: N? What's that mean?
It was as if something inside him had snapped, Kitoko thought. His aim had been perfect. But Kitoko had no energy left to fight back. As one, the pride yelled "Kovu!" and some, including Kiara made to stop the fight. But it was Simba who lunged forward, his roar deafening even the thunder.
He hit Kovu in the side, hard and together they tumbled down the side of the knoll. Kitoko rolled over and watched. As they landed with a thud, Simba was able to pin the king. Even from where they stood, the pride could hear Simba's words. "You are pride lander now, king of these lands, you are NOT a murderous outlander anymore, so stop betraying our pride and start acting like the King I know you can be. And stop making your mother proud by following in that murderer's paw prints!" Simba let up.
No one had seen Simba this angry since Scar had been killed. Kovu got up, taking in ragid gasps of air and looking around. He turned to Simba, looked up at Kitoko, and then sighed, defeated.
The next day was better, although there were still clouds, so there was little sunshine. Kitoko still felt drained. And even though everyone was constantly praising her, and telling her how much she fit in, she felt as though she didn't belong. Kovu had said nothing to her; he hadn't even so much as glanced at her. This, for some odd reason really annoyed the young lioness.
She sighed and then shook her head as she walked. She felt like some sort of robot, walking through the lands, but not really knowing exactly where she was going. She ended up in a gorge. She looked around at the high sloping walls. Her head ached. She had only been her for a short time and yet she had found nothing of her mother's past. Perhaps she should say her name? No, some instinct deep inside of her told her not too.
She sighed. Suddenly she was filled with an overwhelming desire to be out of the gorge. She could sense something horrible had happened here. Her head was hurting and dots were swimming before her eyes. She felt the ground begin to tremble, and in her head, she heard screaming. Kitoko gulped. What was happening? She looked around, but saw nothing. Suddenly, words raced across her mind.
"Long live the King," the words were cold and menacing, filled with more venom than a rattlesnake possessed. The screaming filled her head again and Kitoko feinted, her body collapsing on the hard ground.
"Haunting her is not good, what will it do?" an oddly familiar voice ranted. "She may have your blood, but the blood of the true queen Sarabi runs through her veins as well. You will not win," Slowly Kitoko's vision returned. Somehow she was in Rafiki's tree. She didn't know how, for the last place she remembered being was the gorge.
"Rest in peace, hah!" Kitoko looked up. "What are you on about?" she tried to say, but her voice failed her and it came out, "Whaooabou?" Rafiki turned and laughed. "Nothing young one, do not worry, you are safe now." He patted her head and then returned to one of his drawings. Carefully Kitoko began to sit up, trying to be slow. But she wasn't slow enough, for little dots swam before her vision for a moment before settling so she could see once more.
She focused on the drawing Rafiki was working on. This one was of a darker pelted male, with a coal black mane and a small scar over one of his eyes. "Kovu?" she said. Rafiki shook his head. "Taka, or as you may know him, Scar," The word sent a shiver up her spine. She looked deeper and suddenly she saw two lime green eyes glaring at her. "Long live the King," the words formed themselves in her mind. She moaned, dots swimming before her vision once more.
Rafiki turned. "NO!" he shouted, grabbing his stick and whacking her on the head. Immediately the words died and Kitoko went back to normal. Her paws rushed to her head as she yelled in pain. "Whadcha do that for?" she cried. The old baboon chuckled.
Then he sighed and shook his head. "I am afraid your father is trying to possess you." He said. Kitoko frowned. "Huh?" she said. Rafiki put a hand on her shoulder. "You have been wondering why Kovu has acted so odd correct?" Kitoko nodded. "Yes," she said. Rafiki shook his head. "Well, Scar was able to possess him at different times, some times only enough to shoot glares at you and say mean things, but," here he paused, holding up one finger. "If I am not mistaken, yesterday he was able to take full control of Kovu, and when he got the chance he attacked you, did he not?" Kitoko thought a moment, letting her mind wander back to the hunt.
She remembered that just before he had pounced, his eyes had turned a lighter shade, gone from emerald to lime. Kitoko's eyes snapped open and she gasped.
"But, but why?" she said. Rafiki shook his head. "You were not supposed to live. Scar told your mother to dispose of you soon after you were born," Rafiki sighed heavily. "He knows your destiny as well, but he does not want you to rule, for you were an accident. Of course, Kovu is not his kin either, but to him, Kovu is the true King. And he wants Kovu's son to follow through and become King, not you to become Queen." Kitoko shook her head to try and clear it.
"Why is he trying to possess me now? Why has he stopped trying to possess Kovu?" she asked. "That roll down the hill and the pinning from Simba, it brought him fully back. For a while he may not acknowledge your presence, but give it time, and his true colors with shine. Scar cannot repossess him and he knows it, so now he's turned to you, and possessing you will be fairly easy for him since you are his own kin." Rafiki explained.
Kitoko growled. "But what can he do once he's possessed me?" she asked. "Many things," Rafiki said, shaking his head. "Once you are possessed the possessor can make you do things. He can make you drown yourself, walk over a cliff, stand and let a stampede trample you." Rafiki sighed. "There are many ways of killing you once he has possessed you Kitoko." Kitoko sighed. "Is there anything I can do to stop him?" she asked.
Rafiki smiled, as though he had been waiting for her to ask that question. "Yes, indeed there is. Take this," he stuffed a fruit in her mouth. She held it there for a moment. "Don't' savor it," Too late, the fruit was sour, it burned her tongue and eyes. "Swallow! Swallow!" Rafiki yelled. When Kitoko began to sputter and was on the verge of spitting it out, Rafiki grasped her muzzle firmly and tipped her head up, forcing her to swallow the fruit.
Kitoko coughed and then shook herself. "What was that?" she growled. "No time, here, open your mouth." Rafiki said, taking something off a leave that looked like mashed baby food onto his hands. "That was nasty enough, I don't need anything else," Kitoko complained. "This will help, just open your mouth," Kitoko sighed and then held her mouth open as he smoothed the substance over her tongue. "Now rub it against the roof of your mouth and let it dissolve." Kitoko did so and then sat back down, the burning sensation slowly ebbing away.
"Now, that will help, but you must also do some other things. When you drink, only drink, do not stare or even look at your reflection. His spirit has descended down here now and one way he can possess you is to lock eyes with you. He will be sure to be watching you, so take care. And don't' tread near the gorge again. It is where he killed his brother." Kitoko looked up. "Long live the king," she repeated. Rafiki frowned. "Yes, those were the last words his brother heard from him. Now, the pride will be expecting you back I would assume. Just keep in mind what I have said." Rafiki said, ushering her off.
Kitoko jumped down and began to slowly walk off. "Oh and Kitoko?" Rafiki called. The young lioness stopped and then turned to look back up at him. "Come back everyday to have another fruit and the mashed mix ok? It will help ward him off." Kitoko nodded and then, her mind reeling with thoughts turned and ran off at lightning speed toward pride rock.
End of chapter 6
Yes I finally came up w/ an idea for why Kovu was acting so weird, and I guess I was wrong...hehe it had everything to do with scar...lol. Anyway hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I know its' not really my style, but oh well, leave a review and let me know ok? Thanks! You guys are great! ;)
Oh and message to Katera: N? What's that mean?