Chapter 20: Outnumbered and Resolution

Simba leaped off the wall and ran to the centre of the courtyard to tend to his mother, who had been badly dazed by Scar's blow. Scar, himself, backed away with a genuine look of terror in his emerald green eyes, "This is impossible," said Scar, "I killed you."

But Simba was not paying any attention to Scar, instead he crouched by his mother, who looked up at him, stunned, "Mufasa?"

"No, mother," said Simba, overcome with joy to see her again, "It's me…Simba."

"Simba?" whispered Sarabi, "How this possible?"

"Simba?" asked Scar, then faced Shenzi, Banzai and Ed, "We thought you were dead."

The three just smiled nervously and took several steps back and disappeared into the shadows.

"Scar," said Simba, "You have destroyed my father's kingdom, destroyed its people and now you want to destroy all that is left of my family."

"No, no, of course not," stammered Scar. Although he loved tormenting those he knew would not fight back, he avoided fights from which he would not return alive.

"Step down, Scar," demanded Simba, "This doesn't have to get ugly."

"Oh yes," said Scar, "You know I would, but you see my army? They think I'm king."

Suddenly a young woman appeared over the west wall and rushed over to the group of people still loyal to Simba, "Well we don't," she said, "Simba's the rightful King."

"Yes," said Scar, "But look around, I have over fifty soldiers in this courtyard; you're impossibly outnumbered."

Simba looked around at the cannibal army, all armed with automatic rifles, Scar was right, there was no way they could take on such an army by themselves, there was no hope, there never had been.

The cannibal army had begun to advance on the small group of people when they heard a sound, like the sound of distant thunder. Then the ground began to shake and the thunder grew louder. Everyone turned towards the east wall for the sound was coming from beyond it. Suddenly, the most enormous truck the cannibals had seen broke through the wall and came to a screeching halt, crushing many cannibals beneath its monstrous wheels. An enormous turret rose out from the huge container the truck was trailing and everyone could here the clicking noises as the turret set into position and the ammo locked in. Timon was in the truck and stuck his head out the window, holding a remote and saying, "Eat this, you blood sucking sons of bitches."

Then he pressed a button on the remote, which sent signals to the turret to fire, but it did not fire, in fact, several things happened: the barrels fell off, the bullets fell out and then the whole turret broke into three pieces,

"Was that supposed to…" began Pumbaa.

"No," Timon said quickly.