"Hell no!"

Kion looked from Luis to Sherise and Kopa. "For the first...I agree with Luis. Jesús is a criminal. He's like a time bomb waiting to happen."

"He has changed. I trust him! Why can't you!"

Sabra smiled at her daughter. "If Sherise says to give him a chance. We should."

After awhile the Avengers agreed to work with Jesús. As the sun was setting The Avengers, Sariel, Desta, Sabra and Anissa headed towards the Pride Lands.

~O~

The sun was high in the bright Africa sky. The sounds of the kingdom animals made Simba and his pride walk out of the cave. Where Simba walked over to the peak there he saw Kopa with a group of lions and lionesses. Among that group was Jesús with a young dark brown lioness walking by his side.

Simba looked from Jesús to Kopa. "Why have you brought him here?"

"We need his help. Without him we will die."

The animals and pride gathered gasped at the words of their prince, their future king.

"Jesús!" Kiara cried before leaping down the stoned slope to the red-brown lion.

Sherise moved as the two embraced. Jesús nuzzled the golden lioness. "Hello mother. Have I made you proud?"

Kiara stepped back and looked at him sadly. "Please, don't make this worse."

Jesús chuckled. "Define worse?"

"Enough!" Simba roared. "I will speak to Jesús...alone!"

Kiara nuzzled Jesús tenderly before leaping up the stone slope and headed in the cave with the rest of the pridefollowing. While the animals left, Kopa and the Never landers followed the queen.

Sherise nuzzled Jesús lovingly before following. Jesús watches the young lioness disappear into the cave before jumping on a ledge and laughs.

"I really don't see what all the fuss is about?"

"Do you not truly feel the gravity of your crimes? Where ever you go there is war, ruin and death."

"I went to rule the lives of that land as a benevolent king. Just like you!"

"All this because Jesús desired… a throne."

Jesús snarls up at the older lion. "It is my birthright!"

Simba take a step forward where his right front paw was in front of the other three and growled. "Your birthright … was to die! As a child. Cast out into a forgotten cave. If I had not taken you in you would not be here now to hate me."

Jesús shook his head, sarcasm dripping with every word. "If I'm for the axe then for Mercy's sake, just swing it. It's not that I don't love our little talks it's just… I don't love them."

"Why are you here?"

"Your precious son asked me to help but I declined." Simba growled earning a delightful smile from Jesús. "But a young lioness made me see that you don't have a chance without me. Otherwise I wouldn't be here for you to look down at me with hate."

Simba sighed deeply as he rubbed his temples under his thick dark brown mane. "I don't hate you. Just disappointed."

Jesús looked up at the lion that raised him as his own with mix feelings. Loud roars echoed through the air causing Jesús and Simba to look towards the direction of the western borders.

"It is time!"

Simba looked from the red-brown lion to the cave and roared.