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Thanks for all reviews now I'm at it, here is the next chapter... phew, hard one to write. Please R&R. Atrice

Part 15 - Revenge at last

"Kovu… why?" Simba asked after a long pause of silence, staring into Kovu's eyes, staring right back at him – with something dark in them.

"Because your time is over… there can't be a king, a crown prince and another crown prince. It's always been like that. The next king has been born." Kovu said, very firm.

"Who told you, Scar?" Simba growled at Scar, and took a few steps in that direction. Kovu jumped in front of the king, stopping him.

"You do not… touch him!" Kovu's voice became deeper and darker for every word he spoke, and everyone in the chamber felt it. Even Scar, who couldn't quite understand his own doing. He had tried to convince Kovu what was right by him, but never believed it to truly happen. 'Indeed', he though, 'Kovu is the next, chosen king. Every inch of him!'. He now saw the two large and muscular lions – so very unlike himself – walk around each other in circles, each of them waiting for the other to strike first. Simba, who was the king after all, defended his position and jumped at Kovu, who tried to jump away like he saw Scar did; but did not have the same agility as Scar at that point, and was thrown over by Simba.

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Roaring, snarling the two lions rolled on the floor, each one trying to take the position as the winner. But there was only one way to win this… the queen watched it all, like she was in another world. Her mate, the one she had always loved, was in a battle that might end with him dead! She went to stand next to her daughter, but as she progressed around the chamber close to the walls, she saw Kiara move away from the cubs – to stand by Scar.

"Simba… whatever happens, I will always be your queen." She whispered with a sadness, she hoped that he felt; watching Simba now lying beneith Kovu.

"Finish him!" Scar called from the corner. Kovu heard him but did not move away… he didn't know what he would do next, he only new that he was in control now.

"Is it really me, you want to kill?" Simba spoke in a low voice to the lion on top of him. Kovu, still with those dark eyes, moved away and looked around, confused.

"Who I want to kill...?" Kovu said, mostly to himself it sounded. Simba didn't know what to do either, he didn't want to fight the young lion, but they couldn't just end the battle now it had begun. Then, without a warning, Kovu flew at the king once more, knocking him over again. Simba realized that he wasn't young anymore. The king to be would win this – but he didn't seem to have the courage to finish the fight. He held his claws at Simba's throat, when he saw Scar move towards them all of a sudden. What did he want, interfere with the fight? Was that right?

"Kovu, Kovu… Kovu… you do like this!" and out of the blue, unexpected by everyone – even Simba, who couldn't move at all, couldn't defend himself, it happened. Quickly, so that they all needed a few moments to understand what happened… From his point of view on top of the old king, Kovu saw Scars teeth sink deep into the neck of Simba, and his paw pressing on the side of the kings head – it was a strange sound, the breaking of small bones and the sound of flesh and muscles coming apart… a gasp, a moan from Simba just before the moment occurred, and then a bloodpool spreading across the floor…

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Kovu slowly stepped away from the now dead king, just staring at him. Scar still stood with his paw on Simbas now blood-wet mane, a strange look in his eyes, a cruel look on his face, a bizarre smile. He finally had his revenge, and it felt just as good as he always thought it would… the king was dead, and the next king would step onto Pride Rock soon… Scar looked up and around, saw Nala stand with her mouth open, not quite able to grasp what just happened yet. He saw Kiara, standing just where he himself stood only moments ago. She stared at Simba and Scar, like she never saw them before, and he saw how her eyes were wet with tears. He knew whose side she was on in the end, but it didn't matter now. Nala stepped forward at last, and her strange silence made Scar stride away. She examined the dead lion, saw his face looked like he didn't die through much pain; that she at least had to give Scar, he did it quick. But he did it… she didn't look at him, but looked up and caught Kovu's eyes.

"I salute you… Kovu, king of Pride Rock!" Nala said, with eyes now filled with sorrow. Kovu wasn't sure how to react; he didn't kill the king – but he didn't prevent it either. Simba was dead, and there was no way to bring him back.

"I…" Kovu wanted to say something to her, mend her pain, but he couldn't find the words. Nala now turned towards her daughter.

"Your father is dead, and you now rule Pride Rock and all that you see from it. Kiara, queen of the Pridelands." She said with a little bow; and Kiara looked down, not really sure if she wanted this. She never wanted to be the queen, but it was her duty in this life. But it was Scars fault that it would happen now, and the former queen knew that too, and now she looked at him.

"And you… Scar! I thought, I hoped! That there was a chance, that things could be alright again! You do not deserve to see more of this life!" Nala – for that was her name, after all – said coldly, now finally ready to revenge the death of her mate.