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The five lions took off from Pride Rock until they couldn't run further. In complete immobility, each of them searched the air for the rag smell of hyenas and the spicy smell of cheetahs.When Nephi picked up the smell he also picked up a strangely familiar smell he couldn't have forgotten. "That can't be".

Nephi?

Yes my King, further west they are.

Then let us move west.

The little crew ran west until a high cliff stopped them. Simba froze on place. He knew this place. How could he have forgotten it? This is the cliff from which his father fell many years ago. He walked carefully in the gorge. His paws barely echoed in the wide space of the high cliffs. Suddenly he picked up the smell of hyenas and cheetahs.

There!

Kovu had spotted a place from where a big cloud of dust arose. The lions rushed forward as Nephi repeated again aloud this tim:

That can't be.

The run ended where the lions collapsed with dozens of hyenas. They were killing something big that still fought through the arisen dust. It prickled the feline's ears as they slammed off hyenas to near the fighting shape. When Jeyau roared ferociously, the hyenas took off and disappeared in the shadows of the rocks. Coughing harshly, the troop made its way the heavily breathing creature in front of them.But as the dust came down to the earth where it had arisen, it discovered a feline shape that made them shiver to the bone.

Mufasa…

Silence fell on the group of lions. Nephi had pronounced the name, the very name in one breath that died in his throat. The very King of Prideland, Simba's father stood right in front of them all. Jeyau's legs gave up and he fell on the ground. Nephi breathed heavily and Kovu had wide eyes and almost no sound came from him. Simba didn't move. The undead lion's presence had taken away all the warmth of his blood and chills now ran through his spine in rhythm with his hard pounding heart against his chest. Sebek stood taken aback by the name he had heard designating Simba's dead father. The dimmed light gave a surreal aspect to the scene.

Mufasa…

Nephi repeated the name with more assurance this time. He had regained control over himself faster then the others who were still thunderstruck by the apparition. The old warrior neared the enormous lion standing in front of them. The wind blew through his crimson mane and veiled his brown eyes. He took a step forward and that seemed to make the ice that kept the other felines paralysed melt.

Father? Simba asked taking a step forward himself.

My son. It is I. Your father.

Father!

Simba ran to his father and buried his face in his crimson mane. The older lion rested his head over his son's own. Jeyau was helped to stand by Kovu and Sebek who couldn't believe their eyes.

I missed you so much Father! Simba said as his tears dampened his father's fiery mane.

I missed you too son.

I'm sorry Father! I wish I could have done something… Father I feel so bad about this! I thought you were dead! I thought…

But Simba couldn't continue further, his tears fell right from his heart and the guilt it had hidden all those years. Nephi gave a friendly hug to his friend as Jeyau bowed to the lion. Kovu was introduced to Mufasa but before the presentation could go on Simba realised something was wrong.His father looked as if he had taken no age. He looked as young and fresh as Simba remembered him. Plus he had fought so many hyenas and had no trace of it. Mufasa was dead. How could he be here right now?

Father? Where have you been?

You see Simba when Scar left me to the vultures' mercy, he knew not that I wasn't dead yet. As he chased you off, I could hear his words. Then I was forced to go away. I hid in here for years, fearing that my return would cause more pain then rejoice. And now it is random that you have found me.

Sebek listened to the conversation and felt something was wrong. Mufasa was killed by his brother Scar who refused to help him and so he fell down and was stepped over by thousands of beasts. Mufasa couldn't have possibly survived this. But yet those animals could evade an obstacle that was too big to step on so he could have fallen unconscious from the fall and recovered from it. Yet again, Mufasa seemed so young. Not much older then Simba and far younger then Nephi who should have been his age, but no. Mufasa was barely older then his own son. It didn't make any sense. Sebek knew that. But how to tell Simba his worries without being a party popper? "I can't tell him. I won't tell him. They are so happy now that they have found each other…"

Sebek come over! Simba asked a big smile on his face.

Yes Sire.

This is my Father, Mufasa.

I am pleased to meet the glorified Father of my King.

There was an involuntary second meaning to this sentence. It meant that Mufasa wasn't Sebek's King even though he seemed to be King to the others. That Sebek didn't think it before saying it.

I am pleased to meet you as well, Mufasa said. How is my dear wife? How is your mother, Simba?

She is fine! Sebek healed her recently. She had an illness that Rafiki wasn't able to heal and so Sebek did it. Rafiki has actually been strange in these days. I wonder what's up with him.

Don't worry son, he'll be fine I am sure. Now take me back to Pride Rock will you?

Sebek walked at the back of the procession heading for Pride Rock. He still couldn't help thinking something was wrong. He kept repeating to himself his theory of how Mufasa could have survived the incident so many he would believe it but nothing changed. Mufasa was there and shouldn't be. When they reached Pride Rock, the lionesses came out, hearing Simba's familiar roar. But not one of them could move. As they approached, they could see their unbelieving expression. Sebek stopped by Vitani.

Something isn't right, Sebek whispered to her.

I sense it too. How can he still be alive?

I don't know. Well I do have a theory but it's crazy and illogical.

Mufasa climbed the familiar rocks that led to the main platform where he once stood as King of the Pridelands. Sarabi fell in tears as she saw her husband right there before her eyes. He hadn't taken any age but she had.

Sarabi my dear, Mufasa said.

Oh Mufasa! Sarabi said as she cried against his muscular chest. Oh Mufasa I can't believe it's you!

Hush now my love it's me.

And the whole pride rejoiced that evening and even Sebek and Vitani found comfort in the pride's joy to see their former King. But the magnificent lion was half present. His body was here but his mind was obviously travelling to a world where no one had gone before… and never came back from.

MOUHOUHAHAHA! CRAZY ISN'T IT! So how has Mufasa came back after so long? Why does he seem to not grow older? Is he really there? Is he alive even? And if he is...or is not who or what brought him back? REVIEW FOR MORE!

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