Hello people. New fic I've been wanting to do for a while but I couldn't bring myself to do so. Now the first chapter is done. Please read and consider there will be more coming. Here I present Simba's royal side and the contradiction in a warrior's personnality. I hope you will enjoy. Please review!

I DO NOT OWN SIMBA, NALA, KIARA, KOVU, ZAZU, RAFIKI, SARABI, SARAFINA, SCAR, MUFASA, ZIRA, VITANI AND ALL THAT IS RELATED TO THE LION KING ORIGINAL UNIVERSE. THAT IS ALL PROPERTY OF WALT DISNEY PICTURES.

BUT I DO OWN SEBEK, JEYAU, NEPHI AND THE BEHAVIOUR OF THE ANIMALS (THAT DO NOT ALREADY HAVE A ROLE IN THE ORIGINAL STORIES) IN THIS FIC.

Rated T for mild violence, little mention of sexual intercourse and later on Vitani's first time ;)

Another day of exile. Another horrible day under the burning sun of Africa. "I won't stand long anymore…" Since he was expelled for high treason, Sebek has been roaming the Savannah lifelessly. His great muscles wouldn't bear him any longer if he failed to find shelter from the cruel aster in the sky and the bitter cold of night. His paws ached awfully with each step he took. Long ago he had been a strong lion soldier of the Sekah Pride. He was the right arm of the King. But now that his horrible sister Mikiarau had betrayed and played him so well, he was, it seemed, doomed to the life of a wanderer until his heartbeat dies out.

Suddenly, his legs could no longer bear his weight. He collapsed on himself, letting out a painful roar. His breathing grew heavier as his sight blurred. Just before fading out it seemed to him that a light beige shape and a darker one closed on to him to see if he was alive.

Save…me… he begged in a whisper.

When he woke up, he was under the shadow of a large Baobab. A soft breeze blew through his mane. He heard a soft signing… a female voice was signing something resembling a song for lost souls… How soothing it was! Incredible calmness crept into his chest and soul. The large yet young lion watched his fur and how dusty and dirty it was. "What a divine blessing for the unworthy I am…" Sebek thought. He blinked a few times before his eyes adjusted to the dimmed light of the Baobab's shadow. He suddenly realized that he was horribly thirsty. He hardly lifted his head from the soil before it fell back hard onto the grassy ground. Still the hypnotizing song went on. But the song seemed too near to him.

In a burst of energy, his mind began racing when he heard the soft signing slowly mutate into a choir of moans and roars. His now-clear vision scanned around only to find out that he was being surrounded by a group of cheetahs. Female cheetahs. They all were incredibly beautiful but as they sang their horrible roaring song, they inched closer. A vicious light shone within their eyeballs. It wasn't lust… either anger… nor was it pleasure… it was HUNGER!

Sebek started backing up only to find his hind legs hit the Baobab's trunk painfully. The dozen cheetahs inched even closer and their signing began to grow more intense and regain its dizzying effect on the lion. It stopped all at once when the first female jumped on the male lion and bit his neck. All of Sebek's strengths came back to him as he felt the fangs cut deep into his flesh. More females attacked him and he fought as wildly as he could. His muscles found the power that had made Sebek the strongest and youngest warrior of his clan and he threw away all the cheetahs. He looked away for a few seconds to the burning hell that awaited him if he ran away. But he had no choice. He span on his hind legs and ran away from the oasis as fast as he could. He didn't notice how far he had ran from his captors but his race was stopped only when he bumped into another lion.

The golden furred lion roared in surprise and all his companions surrounded him, adopting menacing stances. Sebek had fallen, expecting the shock of the fall to be incredibly painful but it wasn't. He had fallen on a richly irrigated and mossy soil. The tall lion he had collided with cut his protective circle to approach Sebek. His mighty shape caste an imposing shadow across Sebek's wounded body. The face was kind though it was now furrowed with a mix of interrogation, frustration and dominance. If this lion was to kill him, then he was going to do him a favour. "No running anymore…" But the lion wasn't the one who spoke first.

How dare you try to hurt the King ? a pale greyish-beige lioness asked between her gritted teeth.

Sebek had not the strength to answer except a faint moan. His voice was scattered by his harsh breathing from the impact. "Finish me off…"

Calm yourself Vitani, said a dark beige lioness by the golden male. Don't you see he is too weak to answer?

Sebek noticed that she spoke with a voice empty of bitterness. A soft voice, almost softer then the devilish cheetah's signing.

Look Mother, said a younger light beige lioness, he's hurt! We can't leave him here! Can we Kovu?

Your highness? asked a younger male with an ebony black mane, addressing to the golden lion.

Sebek looked vaguely at the powerful looking lion that hadn't spoken yet. Then reality dawned on him. " They won't kill me…they pity me…" This mighty lion was King. This was his family. Then Sebek wished not for death anymore. He wished he could be with the strangers. Maybe find with them a new home. A powerful voice arose from the sudden silence, making Sebek shiver to the bone.

Take him to Pride Rock.

Well I hope you enjoyed. If you want to know what happens to Sebek and why he ran away from his clan review and read the nest chapters.