Disclaimer: I do not own All Hail King Julien or any of its characters. I do own Emily, Patch, Weasel, Lilian, Elizabeth, and the fossa with names, and the idea for this story

In the back of the cage, Mort stared at nothing. His ears twitched as he listened to his friends' conversation. They were talking about King Julien.

"Where do you think they took him?" Lilian asked, her voice low and frightened.

"There's no telling," Weasel murmured darkly. "And all we can do is hope he's still alive…"

Mort glanced up, wondering if Emily was going to say anything, but she remained silent. Her eyes were sad and she stared at the ground. Mort hated the attention Julien showed her, but right now he felt sorry for her. Clearly she was suffering just as much as he was. What have they done to their beloved king?

Lilian and Weasel continued their conversation, but Mort's thoughts started wondering and soon he couldn't understand any words through the fog in his mind. Both him and Emily were dazed from sadness as the others spoke from right beside them.

A loud commotion brought Mort back, and he looked up, shocked to see the rest of his friends, including Sage, being drugged back to the camp by fossa. His eyes narrowed when he saw Patch among them. Fur twitching with anger, he wished the bars of the cage wasn't keeping him from launching himself at the traitor.

Patch glanced around nervously. There was no sign of his brother. Where did Mac take him? he wondered.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he was pushed towards the cages full of lemurs. He glanced over his shoulder at the fossa, watching as he opened the door of the cage and throwing Patch inside, along with the rest of his friends. Sage was so big that he had to get his own cage next to the one Patch, Maurice, and Clover was in.

Eyes burning into him made Patch turn. Mort was glaring at him from his cage. Pure hatred blazed in his gaze and Patch knew why. He betrayed his own brother and his home just because he was foolish enough to believe Mac saw him as one of them.

I should have known better, Patch thought, turning away from Mort. How could a lemur be a fossa?

"Maurice? Clover? What are you doing here?"

Patch looked up at the beautiful ringtail. He understood why Julien liked her so much. She was caring and had the sweetest voice. And she was glorious. He never noticed before because he had been so focused on tricking his brother into the paws of the fossa. But now…

No! Patch thought, shaking his head. You already helped bring an end to your brother's kingdom. Don't try to steal the lemur he likes too!

"And what are you doing with him?"

Patch turned to Weasel, gulping. Uh oh…

"What do you mean?" Maurice glanced at Patch.

"Go on." Weasel glared at him. "Tell them who you really are… traitor!" The black and orange lemur pointed accusingly at him.

"Traitor?" Maurice looked at Weasel before turning to Patch. "What does he mean?" he asked the king's brother.

Clover narrowed her eyes. "I should have known." She took a step toward Patch, clenching her hands into fists. Maurice stepped in front of her.

"No, it has to be some mistake," he insisted. Maurice's mind was racing. Please, it can't be true! He's the king's brother! He can't be a traitor!

An exhale made him turn around. "It's true," Patch said. "I was working with the fossa and I tricked you all to trust me just so the fossa can invade and kidnap you all."

Maurice's blood turned cold. N-No…

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The moon was rising in the sky. Karl and the fossa Mac kept walking, while the fossa behind them nudged Julien on. The king's feet were starting to hurt from all the walking and several times he asked if they could rest, but Karl urged him on. Now he was glad to see that they were slowing down.

Karl and Mac stopped up ahead, and Julien, panting, halted beside them. He glanced around at the dark jungle. He knew every inch of his kingdom, but this place was way outside his kingdom. The trees were tall here and the plants were overgrown. The lemurs kept their kingdom neat and tidy, but nobody has taken care of this place in probably forever.

"Where are we?" he asked.

"Your new home," Karl answered him, pushing him deeper into the forbidden jungle. "Here you are separated from your friends and family, and you are the king of nobody. You shall stay here for the rest of your life." He ended with a maniacal laughter.

Julien stared at him. Where did it all go wrong? When I let Patch into my kingdom, he realized, and sudden anger toward his brother boiled up in him. He should never have trusted him. I should have kicked him out when my friends told me to.

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