A/N: Hi all!
I'm back with another story! I know this is short, but I wanted to give Scar one more chance to save himself; you'll see what I mean in the story. Also, "A Royal decision," will be updated soon! Thank you to all that will review this, I hope you'll like it!
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"What I meant to say; what I meant to say, I meant that well I meant my friends…"
"Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy."
"No, you aren't the enemy; you're my friends you always have been."
The smoke from the fire and the fire from hell bellowed around Scar and his hyena friends from year's gone bye. The now ex-king feebly raised his head and opened his pleading eyes.
"What I meant to say is that it was your idea for me to become king not to kill my…"
Even with his last breaths, Scar still tried to charm his way from his fate with the hyenas. However, although they may not believe him, the fallen monarch had spoken genuine words. Still a shriek of pain came from the throat as the head female of the hyena clan sank her teeth in to the lion's side, sucking out the large quantity of his life giving fluid and ripping off the well supplied meat from the bones that held it on for his whole life.
"No no, let me explain! I don't deserve this, I can't, you m-must let me say what I meant to say!"
Scar's shrieks, yells, screams, shouts could be heard for miles to everyone around, but to Scar it was fading black, dark, empty world and fading quickly.
"What I meant to say please let me sp-speak!"
His breaths were growing raspy, his chest filling with his blood and his lungs soaking up what little air they would allow.
"P-Please let…"
"You have something to say Scar? Another little something to cover your tracks?"
Shenzi leaned her face against Scar's blood matted mane, absentmindedly licking the dried blood from the rough hair that padded his neck and chest area.
"Yes," he whispered, "I have something to say."
"What is it?"
The three hyenas laughed and the rest of the clan joined in their banter, loving the king for the first time. Loving his suffering, blood soaked fur, and his tasty animal protein that he was going to provide the clan with in a matter of near moments.
"Thank you," the lion wheezed as the hyena wrenched her cranium off of his ebony mane and stared in to the mad lion's eyes.
"Thank you for becoming," he gasped and a river of fluid gushed from his maw, "my friends, my companions my…"
It was Banzai to slowly, methodically crunch into Scar's other side as Ed gazed on and laughed, his tongue falling out of his mouth and his crazed eyes rolling about in his head.
"You hear that," Shenzi mocked, "our meal is thanking us."
"Perhaps we should listen to him," a hyena remarked as she drew closer to the dying lion, "Let him have his last words."
"Thank you," Scar whispered, "You, you were my friends, the only ones that I had th-through, the, time, I I was k-king…"
Another horrific coughing spell gripped Scar, his black eyes rolling back and his head falling limp.
"Thank you for that," he managed as a mighty roar sounded from atop pride rock.
Simba was now the new king, and Scar was now a new feast thanks to his friends;
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