Makucha was in the Back Lands, resting in a large tree, scowling at how he was defeated by a young cheetah kitten who's strength clearly was no match for his own brute strength, and yet he was defeated by Fuli anyway. "Grr, that little runt." He muttered to himself. "One of these days, I will kill that kitten soon enough. One day." He mare a small yawn and saw a small Thompson's gazelle below him, completely oblivious that Makucha was right above him. This little guy was eating some grass and probably got lost from it's herd.

Licking his lips and baring his teeth. Makucha jumped from the tree branch he was resting on and landed on the gazelle with ferocious velocity and let lit a small roar as he did so. The gazelle was trying so hard to break free and kick the leopard off of his back, but his legs were too weak against him.

The leopard was locking his teeth onto the neck without letting go of it. At last, it took a little while, but the gazelle eventually died and Makucha won this battle. Grabbing hold of the neck with his canines, Makucha dragged the corpse or his meal up the tree he ambushed it before and had a decent lunch.

"You gonna share some of that meat?" Said a female voice. "It's a fresh kill and I couldn't help but notice." Makucha looked up and it was a harrier hawk, and not just any harrier hawk, it was Mpishi.

"Bah! Go away you stupid pigeon." Makucha rudely said to her. "I don't share my food with anyone."

"Pigoen?!" Said Mpishi in great offense. "How dare you, sir? I am a Harrier hawk and watch the tone with me."

"Whatever. No go on, scram! Before you're next!"

Mpishi made a sound of disgust. "Whatever, I prefer killing my own food anyway. If not for the Lion Guard, I would be able to successfully eat whatever I want, whenever I want."

That peculiar name caught his attention, then before Mpishi flew away, the leopard stopped her: "Whoa whoa whoa, back up there, girly." Just like that, the harrier hawk stopped before she flew off. "The Lion Guard give you trouble, too?"

"Well duh. They always say I have to eat carrion, because that's what other harrier hawks eat to survive, but eating dead things is not really a meal at all!" Then she pouted. "The nerve of those stupid kids! Can't a bird get a very good, decent meal around here without being disturbed?"

"Same with me. Come on! I'm a leader for goodness sake. I'm just doing what I do best. They tried to stop me from hunting down an okapi I wanted to eat. I just asked for one meal, and they said I couldn't have it, because he was rare!"

The harrier hawk made a small gasp. "Ho ho ho, the nerve! I would kill to get rid of the Lion Guard! Especially that Ono bird. That puny egret was always a thorn on my side."

"You wanna know what's a thorn on my side? Fuli, that stupid cheetah. 'Matter of fact, I got in a brawl with her a little while ago. Heh, I would have killed her if she was not faster than me."

Mpishi couldn't help but laugh and she said: "well... I guess we have something in common. We both hate the Lion Guard and we both want them to just die already."

"Nothing would make me happy than to skin them all alive. I'll save the hippo for last once I've finished with them all." He unsheathed his sharp claws, shining under the sun to prove his point. "I would make sure that they will suffer so bad once I'm through with them."

"Ooooh. I like the way you think." Said Mpishi. "Matter of fact, I like you. Tell me leopard, what's your name?"

"Makucha. I have a reputation in the Pride Lands. And yours?"

"Mpishi is my name. Thanks for asking. Well, Makucha, I think you have made a new friend." The harrier had a sly, evil look on her face and Makucha had the same face as she did.

"Mpishi. I could not agree with you more. And I think we can agree that the Lion Guard has been a thorn on our side for far too long."

"Then when the time comes, we will strike at them. Wait, when can we attack them?"

"I honestly do not know. We can attack them as many times as we see fit. Now that we are a team, they will neve know what will hit them." He looked at the gazelle and some flies were already eating at the rotting flesh. "And you know what, you can have some of this meat."

Smiling in excitement, the harrier hawk was more than happy to take a few bites of the dead bovine, and she said: "hmmm, still nice and fresh." She even licked her beak with the goodness of the skin. "Thanks Makucha."

"Eh, don't mention it."

They both began to enjoy the gazelle together in this new friendship. With these two combined, it will look more dangerous for Kion and all his friends.

Later in the Night

The stars had begun glistening in the sky once again, an a shooting star down from the heavens. Everyone in Pride Lands were asleep in the night and Kion was snoring softly in his slumber. The young cub couldn't be any more happy about when he took his family members to the Rwenzori mountains to play in the snow.

If everyone was happy, then Kion was happy as well. In his dreams, he was dreaming of Mufasa with him. Having a friendly conversation with one another, on a hill as grandfather and grandson together, side by side.

"Kion, you have certainly become a good and valuable member to your good friends." Mufasa remarked. "I may have mentioned to you this countless times before, but; I am very proud of you and your strengths."

Kion smiled and he replied: "thank you, grandfather. I know I'm a good leader to the Lion Guard." While it looked like it was a beautiful day out here in the Pride Lands, the skies suddenly turned doom clear blue, to dark gray as if a storm was coming.

It looked a little troubling and a little scary for Kion, but he was not afraid one but and rebuffed this event, saying that it was only a weather mishap.

"Hmm. Weird time of the year for storms to come, eh Mufasa?" He looked next to him and saw that his grandfather had unexpectedly disappeared. "Wha- grandfather?" He got on all fours and looked around for ang signs of his late grandfather, but he found no trace. "Grandfather Mufasa? Where are you?"

"Gone." Said a smooth, male voice. Kion looked behind him and it revealed to be another lion, but he was thinner than Mufasa and he had orange fur to go with his black mane. He had a scar on his right eye, and he had a wicked smile on his face.

Kion was absolutely motionless and never been so scared in his entire life.

"Hello, Great nephew." Said the lion. His eyes were glowing green as if he was a demonic spirit, and Kion knew who this lion was.