Author's Note: Okay, Chapter Three is finally up! Thank you so much for the reviews on the last chapter. Those are what keep me going. Okay, well here is Chapter three. Enjoy.

-The Lion King III: A Journey of Love and Hate-
By Vitani008

-Chapter Three-

Racing at top speed, the two lion cubs headed for the Elephant Graveyard they were so desperate to see. As they ran through the savannahs tall grasses, Amiri could see their destination.

"Look, Dakota! There it is!" Amiri shouted to Dakota as she sat beside him, both of them looking down at the giant skull.

"Whoa!" Dakota beamed in sight of what was in front of her. Suddenly, Amiri pounced on Dakota as they tumbled down the hill, laughing. They stood up and looked around.

"Who are you?" Amiri and Dakota whirled around to see they were surrounded by three young cubs, all looking to about their age or slightly older.

"Pride Landers, I presume," said the second one to the first.

"Yes. We are from the Pride Lands," answered Amiri nervously.

"What are you doing so far away from your precious rock?" asked the third.

"We were just exploring. We'll be on our way," explained Dakota turning to leave, Amiri following suit.

"Just exploring?" asked the first one, hopping in front of them.

"Yes, but we're leaving."

"What are you're names, Pride Landers?"

"I'm the future king, Amiri and…" he was cut off as Dakota introduced herself, "…and I am Dakota."

"The future king, huh?" she said, wrinkling her forehead and lifting her eyebrows.

"Oh my, that is such a title to live up to," said the third cub, circling around them.

"You must feel so important," said the second one sarcastically, giving her best fake smile.

"Oh my, where are our manners, girls? I am Vitara," said the first cub.

"My name is Nitara," added the second.

"And I am their sister, Amirah," she smiled.

"Amirah? Sounds pretty close to my name."

"Yeah… weird, huh?" asked Amirah.

"So, tell us. Why have you come here?" asked Nitara, sitting down in front of them.

"We were bored. Thought maybe some adventure to some place we've never been to but be fun," explained Dakota.

"Fun?" asked the Amirah as if she'd never heard of it.

"Yeah, like exciting or thrilling," continued Amiri.

"Exciting? Thrilling?" asked Vitara, glancing at her sisters.

"You mean you've never heard of fun?" questioned Dakota.

"Well, our grandmother is very strict," explained Nitara.

"We train all day long," continued Vitara.

"She says she has 'important plans for us,'" added Amirah, rolling her eyes.

"Like what?"

"Hmm… not sure; never questioned it," Nitara shrugged her shoulders.

"Want to play a game?" asked Dakota.

"A game? You mean like fighting?" asked Amirah, sticking her rear in the air and growling.

"Uh, no; she means like Tag or Hide and Seek," explained Amiri.

"Tag?" asked Nitara.

"Yeah, I tag and you all run away from me. Get it?"

"Yeah, we get it," beamed Nitara.

"Tag, you're it!" Dakota pounced on Amirah and the game had begun. They played for hours in the Elephant graveyard. Amiri was running away from being tagged. He was looking back, keeping an eye open for Nitara who was currently 'it'. He spun around as Nitara closed in on him, but then she started to cower away. Dakota was lying on the ground a few feet in front of his with her head between her paws as were the other cubs. Then he knew why. There was roar from behind him and he whirled around to see his grandfather, his grandmother beside him, his mother and father behind him, Timon and Pumbaa beside his mother and Aunt Vitani beside his father. He scampered away backwards towards Dakota, then lowered himself onto the ground and put his head between his paws. Then there was another roar from behind them. He turned again to see an old female lioness, a younger lioness side her and the rest of their pride behind them. Vitara, Dakota and Amirah bounded into view. After noticing what was going on, Dakota scampered over to her mother, who was back with the rest of the Pride Landers and Vitara and Amirah slowly walked over to the younger lion, their heads hung low. Nitara scurry over towards them as Amiri scuttled back to his mother.

"Aunt Daeva?" All heads turned to look at Vitani.

"Vitani, is that you?" Vitani nodded, "...and you're daughter, I presume."

"Vitani nodded again as Aziza hid behind her mother, as Daeva asked in a sweet voice, "How've you been these past few years, darling? How are you dealing with you're mother's death?"

"How could you bring that up?"

"I knew you weren't going to; but don't you miss her?" she asked then nodding towards Simba she continued, "Or… has he completely brainwashed you?"

"No, I miss her but when we joined the Pride Lands, it was her decision not to. As much as you tried to convince me her death was my fault, I no longer believe that. It was her decision; she had it coming."

"Very well then; have it your way," she directed her attention to Simba, while nodding at Amiri who was huddled up behind Kovu's paws, "Is that your handsome grandson?"

"Yes and you have nothing to do with him so please… leave."

"Last time you're sister returned to Pride Lands, she died. Do you want that? And in front of you're granddaughters too?" asked Timon who was standing on Pumbaa's nose, who snorted.

"Oh, yes; have you met my granddaughters, Nitara, Vitara and Amirah?"

"Amirah?" questioned Kovu, raising an eyebrow then stealing a glance at Kiara.

"Yes, Amirah; and someday she will be Queen of the Pride Lands. Just you wait, Simba."

"Not this again…" Timon shook his head, "Your sister had plans to use her son to invade Pride Rock and look how he turned out. Trust us; you're plans for avenging Scar never work."

"Oh, this plan is foolproof. It will work."

"That's what Mother always said," Vitani rolled her eyes and looked at the ground.

"Yes, well; you're mother wasn't the sharpest, now was she?" Zaira growled.

"She's your aunt; how could you talk about her like that?" Amiri piped up, jumping to his feet.

"Some aunt she was," Daeva narrowed her eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" Vitani questioned.

"She hated me and hated the fact that we were sisters, so she hated thr fact that I had a daughter."

"Why would that matter so much to her?"

"You are totally clueless, aren't you?" Zaira smiled evilly, "Scar was my father."

"What? Scar was my father."

"So I guess we're sisters, huh?"

"But that doesn't make any sense," Vitani pondered the situation, glancing at her family and friends but they all just shrugged their shoulders.

"Okay, listen closely," Daeva smiled as she continued to explain the state of affairs, "You're mother was in love with Scar – him; being the father of both you and poor, poor Nuka – but then she went and ruined their relationship by fooling around with Samir, Kovu's father. However, he ran like a coward after Scar found out he wasn't the father of Zira's next child, though he took Kovu in as his own son."

"He really was a softy, huh?" Zaira laughed.

"But this doesn't explain how Scar is your father, unless…" Vitani trailed off.

"That's right; an affaire."

"But why? He loved my mother,"

"Not according to what he told me," Daeva declared, a hint of victory in her voice.

"What did he tell you?"

"Enough."

"…So he had an affaire with you… and your daughter was a lovechild?"

"You could say that."

"I don't want to believe you."

"I know you don't want to, but deep down you know it's the truth."

"Alright… I think we've heard enough," Kovu nuzzled his sister, who picked up Aziza and started to walk back to Pride rock, the rest of the pride following except Nala.

"Nala?"

"Daeva; why are you doing this? Did you really love Scar?"

"Of course I did," Daeva roared.

"Really; because it kind of seemed like getting involved with Scar was kind of like his way of getting revenge and this is your way of revenge."

"Revenge? No, no, no; I'm avenging him, not getting revenge. Get you're words straight."

"If you say so… but you were never like this before. I miss the old Daeva."

"You can't persuade me to give up my plans of domination with some pretty words and bringing back some old memories, Nala."

"I know…"

Author's Note: Ooh, Gasp! Amirah thinks she's Nitara and Vitara's sister! Ooh, suspenseful! And Nala and Daeva used to be friends? Hmm… Anyways, I'm proud of this story so far but I've had major writer's block on this chapter. It took me a couple months to finish it. So Sorry! But here it is… hope you liked it. Read, review, enjoy…

Names and Meaning:

Aziza – Precious
Dakota – Friend
Avaro – White