Glad you liked what I did in the last chapter. Here is one more, isn't that a nice quick update? I hope you like it - next chapter (which is the last)is coming soon too. Please read and review - Atrice

Part 18 – Dreams that never worked

What then happened, happened far too quickly for Scar to even consider the actions he made. He did his best, fighting, trying to get rid of Simba once again. It didn't work. Simba had clearly gone mad with anger, there was no way to change it.

"Run… run away, Scar - and never return…" Simba whispered on the very top of Pride Rock, where the two lions had chased each other to. Scar never noticed the hyenas following him, not even when he tried to convince Simba that the hyenas were the real enemy. He was too busy trying to save himself; in Scars world, he learned one thing – and that was, that the only one ever really caring for him, was himself. Nobody else would stand up for him, and now he just wanted to survive.And soSimba tried to pull a Scar trick upon the lion himself?

"Yes, of course… as you wish…" the king slowly moved around Simba, when he noticed a bunch of glowing sparks laying nearby… "… your majesty!" he threw the sparks onto Simbas head and eyes, blinding the young lion for a short while. This was his last chance! Scar jumped at Simba, the fire razing around them, but they didn't notice. They fought, for the first time Scar actually really fought, and for his life this time! He had to be the king, he was the king, he had to win… but his old words were true. Those he spoke to Mufasa once, when Simba was nothing more buta newborn cub. Scar was overlooked when it came to handing out the brute strength to lions. But his chance seemed to come, when Simba was knocked over. Now he should just jump and bite. Simba was too quick and threw Scar over himself, he fell down Pride Rock and landed deep down below in a little shelter from the fire.

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He got up, slowly. Hurt, but definetly not dead! Amazingly, the first thing Scar thought about wasn't himself; he thought about Teira and Kovu – they weren't long away, there was a chance of getting them to safety! But hyenas turned up nearby.

"Ah, my friends." Scar spoke with a trembling voice, he hadn't exactly gotten over the fall just yet. Shenzi looked at him with angry eyes. Did everyone hate him today?

"Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy!" she said, and the other hyenas seemed to agree with her. He saw the hyenas come closer, ready for what looked like revenge. But for what, Scar thought? Hadn't he given them better status, hadn't they gotten more food than ever before? And now they wanted to… attack him. He tried to talk his way out of it, but it was no use. The hyenas did to Scar, what Simba never had the courage to do. Soon, very soon, all the memories of the past ran through Scars mind – memories of a long lost youth and dreams that never really worked in the end.

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Banzai – who only almost realized that he could be more than a deputy to Shenzi - tried not to look behind, as they all moved away. What was left, soon to be eaten by the fire, was the body of a lion with visions. The lion would become ash and grass, and animals would eat that grass – and predators would eat the grass. Banzai had a feeling, that things could have been different. But they had to leave now. The knew king wouldn't accept hyenas in the Pridelands – he was not like Scar. So they better run now, and survive, than stay and maybe die. Hyenas were once again dangling in the food chain, as they were supposed to do. That was their place in the great circle of life, which the late king had tried to change. It seemed that some things were not meant to be changed – the circle of life should not be broken.