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Part 11 – the Madness
Scar had another bored conversation with Zazu in the cave. He hadn't been out since the day before, when he felt that the only one who cared just a little bit, was Zira. The king was fine with Zira wanting him, since it gave him a chance to get some of the anger out. But that was all she meant to him right now. Scar wandered back and forwards in the cave.
"Zazu… why am I not loved? I am that rare and awesome thing – every inch a king. Yet I feel my pride is doubting me. They whisper my name, but is it talk of love or hate?" he asked, trying to ignore hyenas call for him while they came closer to the cave. At last he couldn't ignore anymore, since they now stood blocking the entrance. "Oh, what is it this time!" Scar asked, quite annoyed, and walked to his bed and throne.
"We've got a bone to pick with you!" Banzai began, but Shenzi put up a paw to silence him.
"Let me handle this… Scar, there's no food, no water…" the female said.
"Yeah, it's dinnertime, and we ain't got no stickin' entries!" Banzai interrupted her as she just interrupted him.
"It's the lionesses job to do the hunting…" Scar said, not feeling up to another conversation about the subject 'food'.
"But they won't go hunt." Banzai continued.
"Oh… eat Zazu then…" Scar said with a humourous smile to the bird, who made up ideas on why they should not eat him. The hyenas began to whisper together, and the king thought he heard them mention his brother. "What did you say!"
"Que pasa?" Banzai suggested.
"Good… now beat it!" Scar chased them out of the cave, then returned with slow steps again. Bored and tired steps.
"Thank you, sire…" Zazu said with irony in the voice, which the king of course ignored.
"Now Zazu, tell me… why do they all speak of Mufasa as the good one, and I'm the bad one? What did my brother have, that I don't have?" he asked the bird in the cage.
"Well, he had adoring subjects… a loving family… a devoted queen… a..." Zazu stopped when Scar suddenly jumped up, with lights lit in his green eyes.
"That's it! I need a queen! Without a queen, what am I? No line, no descendance, no future! With a queen I'll have…" he looked like he had become another lion, more mad than before.
"…cubs… but isn't Zira pregnant?" the blue bird said, and Scar looked at him, wishing the bird to the elephant graveyard like he had often wished before.
"She's not fit to be queen! No, I want someone like… Sarabi for example, she was a lovely queen. Sarafina wasn't bad either, no not at all… someone like…" Scar stopped as a lioness entered the cave, feeling like it was a message from above. "like Nala… your timing couldn't have been more perfect!" he smiled, and walked closer to her, went around her to check her out. "My how you've grown…" he said, but mostly to himself though.
"Scar, you have to do something… we're being forced to overhunt!" Nala had clearly not come because she wanted to speak of weddings and cubs. But he overlooked that.
"She's got those assets feminine… I have to make her mine!"
"You're the king, control the hyenas… they're destroying the Pridelands!" she pledged, but Scar didn't hear it.
"Nobility in every gene, she has to be my queen." He explained, looking at Zazu who tried to hide himself in a corner. This was too much to take, even for him. Scar had clearly gone mad.
"Please, there's still a chance for things to be alright again." Nala jumped in front of Scar, forced him to look at her. Tore him out of this row of thoughts and dreams – or so she thought. He smiled, went up to her side and let his tail curl together with hers.
"You're right, there is still a chance for things to be alright again… come sweet Nala, it's written in the stars – we'll create a host of little Scars!" he said and let her move with him to the cave entrance, where they looked out across the Pridelands.
"What are you talking about? Scar, are you even listening to me?" she tried, and the king turned his head and looked at her.
"Tell me, that you love me… just say it." Scar smiled, and pushed her into the cave again, ready to begin to make that host of little Scars.
"Get away from me!" Nala had grown, and she was strong. Even as a cub, she could win a fight over her best friend, Simba, and she was still stronger than the king too. She pushed him away, scratched him in the face. It looked like he woke up from the madness.
"Oh Nala… you know how I loathe violence! One way or another, you will be mine!" he got to his paws again, followed her as she backed away towards the sunlight outside.
"Never Scar… never!" She growled, then turned quickly around and sprinted away from the cave. Away from this place. Scar ran out of the cave too, out onto the peak of Pride Rock; looked as she jumped down onto the savannah.
"You belong to me, Nala! You all belong to me!" he yelled across the Pridelands, so not a single animal could be uncertain about what had been going on; that the king went mad long ago!