The Lion King: Rise of the White Pride
Chapter 16: Move Out Pt 1
Vitani lost Kasi. So did Kula and Tojo. Kasi started running and disappeared within seconds. Vitani herself felt a bit proud of this though as she was one of Kasi's teachers and the most 'cruel' one. The three of them got lost in the forest. As soon as they stopped to catch their breath, they lost directions among the calm, shadowy forest. The rising of the moon didn't help as even the sunlight couldn't break through the thick canopy. In addition, all trees in all directions looked the same, the forest was as silent as death, and their eyesight were limited by the surrounding trees.
"Where the HELL ARE WE?" Kula snarled, stomping her paw on the soil, making a deep paw print as she did so.
Tojo went beside her and nuzzled her. "Cool down. We don't want to end up wasting our strength," he said, tryining to comfort his mate. "Though I've never thought that Kasi could just disappear like that," he said excitedly, trying to lighten the mood. "You did a great job, Vitani."
Vitani grinned for a while before putting her distraught face again. "And she left us behind. It wasn't that impressive," she said, denying Tojo's words. "Kasi might be fast, but what made her disappear is this . . .," she said, her head looked at the silent woods.
"What are you thinking, Simba?" said a meerkat, sitting atop a rock along with a warthog, looked old and such.
In front of them, a lion with golden coat and red mane, were sitting looking out at the distance of the savannah from the peak of the Pride Rock, illuminated by the light of the glittering star and the moon. Like always, the night was silent as ever with the wind the only thing that made noise and occasional falling star decorated the sky.
Simba shook his head. "I . . . I dunno. It's just, I was out when my King and our guest is kidnapped. And to make it worse, Ara and Kati asked me over and over about Haraka . . . Am I useless?" he mumbled, regret were written all over his face.
Timon nodded and jumped in front of Simba. "Hey," he slapped Simba. "Hey!" he slapped Simba again.
"Hey!" Simba said out of annoyance. "Cut it out!"
"No, YOU cut it out!" Timon said with his voice raised. "The Simba we know, the Simba we took care when he was little and then become the King of Pride Lands is not the one that slumped back down in regret!" he said, keeping a finger on Simba's face.
"Actually, when we first met him, he . . ." Pumbaa said, but cut off by Timon.
"The Simba we know tried to save his friends from predators, he tried to defeat his evil uncle, and he tried to defeat his own past!" Timon blabbered, silencing Simba and Pumbaa. "Simba, he may make mistakes, but he always fix them and now? You can do that again!"
"He's right. You know that," sound a voice from behind.
Dark gold fur and emerald green eyes with bronze-black mane: Kiburi.
"Kiburi," Pumbaa noticed the prince coming into view as the shining stars began lighting Kiburi.
"Explain it again, clearly."
"Dammit, my 'King'!" Shaka shouted at the barely conscious king, putting enough pressure in 'king' to make Kovu flinch and growled.
Haraka came between them in case either or both of them decided to finish the argument with a bloody fight. "Snap out of it you two, blood baths won't help, hello?"
Shaka backed up and took a breath. "Okay, once more. When we were in the front of the Forest of the Lost, Hasira ambushed us and knocked all of us out. After that, he took me, you, and Haraka here to some kind of hideout in the side of a ravine which probably located beyond the forest. Got it now?"
Kovu just sat right there, trying to process every info Shaka and Haraka gave to him. "So one of 'you' . . .," he took a weight on 'you', making Shaka grump. ". . . one of those so-called white lions defeated four lions and then took us here all by himself?"
"I saw a blur of peach when I was carried here but I lost consciousness right after that. But the feel when I was carried, it felt like something heavy walking, so I think Hasira carried us all by himself," he explained.
"Mmm," Kovu agreed, earning a sigh of relief from Haraka. "So how do we got out now?"
"I have a plan, you're going back to the Pride Lands, maybe at night tomorrow. But right now, since Hasira don't know you've awake, keep silent and if anyone came in, don't make a move," he explained, not giving any details of what he'd do.
Kovu nodded. "Okay, but . . .,"
"You said 'you' as in me and Kovu," Haraka came in face to face with the white lion. "Where would you be?"
Kula calmed down after a few moment of silence in the shadows of the forest. "Anyway, like Tojo said, we shouldn't waste our energy here, let's search for a way out."
"And how are we supposed to do that?" Tojo said, mentioning about the forest. "These trees won't make it easy."
Kula looked down, as if swallowing her own words, but when she looked down, she noticed the deep paw print she made and a light bulb switched on inside her head. "How about we go to the same direction until we hit the end of the forest? We could make scratch marks on the trees and checking out paw prints to see if we deviated from the line," she said unconvincingly, like herself doubted that would work.
Vitani sighed. "It's not like we have any other way, let's go. This way," she started walking toward a drection followed by the other two.
After five minutes of walking it felt like forever so Kula suggested that they run. While Tojo disagreed, Vitani ran without warning and left the two running in her dust.
"What are you doing here? Your wound's alright?" Simba asked, taking a glance at Kiburi's neck, which were covered by one of Rafiki's medicine. "You know you shouldn't move too much."
"I'm okay. This kind of wound is nothing," Kiburi smirked, but quickly went serious. "We're gonna save my dad and Shaka."
"Are you crazy?!" Timon shouted, nearly fall off a level. "Even Shaka can't beat that white guy, what made you think you can?"
Kiburi smirked again. "That time we were ambushed, this time, we're the ones that's ambushing," he said his intention out loud along with an ear-to-ear grin.
"You know what? That could work. Let's go," Simba said, finally making a smile on his face.
The two of them were about to scale down the kopje and run straight to Waliopotea Forest if Timon didn't stand in their way.
"What are you doing?" Kiburi asked at the meerkat who stood with his arms crossed.
Pumbaa came up behind them. "Well even though Vitani and the king's escorts are there, you can't go all by yourself. Right, Timon?" he turned to the meerkat.
"Pumbaa's right, boys. We might be too old to help, but at least let us call some help. Wait here while we get reinforcement," Timon said while climbing to Pumbaa's head. "Come on Pumbaa."
"Wait," Simba said, stopping the duo from leaving. "Both of you, thanks," he smiled, which were returned before they took off to the den.
Vitani stopped after a while, not noticing that Tojo and Kula were nowhere behind her. But, when she looked at her front, she saw what she wished a while ago: the edge of the forest, finally seeing light again. Decorated by a less denser spaced trees and a not too deep chasm that was ran over by a river. The sound of the river itself made the glittering light of the night made the trees looked calming and serene. That must be the Zuberi River! Without any second thoughts, she ran along the chasm and found herself an unexpected thing.
A lion, stood at the side of the chasm looked down to the river below. He had a rich golden coat broken by lighter fur on his underbelly and paws. His barely eyes locked to the view below though the scenery weren't too visible. He had red mane that reminded her of Simba. Wait, Simba?
A flash of memory suddenly went though her head. A memory of a time when she was a little cub, bouncing all around the place along with a familiar golden coated cub with red head tuft and black ear rims. They were chasing each other on a grassland with the Pride Rock in the distance fully visible. The sudden flash made her lose balance and ended up alerting the stranger who stared at her and pounced once Vitani instinctively took her battle stance.
The lion managed to threw Vitani off balance and had her on her back and pinned her shoulders with his heavy paws. Vitani closed her eyes to shield her from the shock of the strong pounce and possibly a following kill bite.
But instead, he shouted at her. "Who are you!?" Vitani stopped wriggling.
There were something familiar, really familiar to her. It were a bit different, but she knew she heard it somewhere and the tone, she also caught a strange nostalgia at it. Against the pressure of the tensing situation, Vitani dared to open her eyes. Right in front of her face was the lion's, teeth bared. But it wasn't the teeth she took attention to, but his eyes.
His eyes are orange and the way he looked at her made her spit out one simple word, a name, "Kopa?"
Yep, Move Out is separated to several parts. How many I can't tell XD. Keep reading to find out. Reviews would be appreciated. Anyone?
Outtakes? Well I got one here. Just trying to keep up the idea coming XD
"What are you thinking, Simba?" said a meerkat, sitting atop a rock along with a warthog, looked old and such.
In front of them, a lion with golden coat and red mane, were sitting looking out at the distance of the savannah from the peak of the Pride Rock, illuminated by the light of the glittering star and the moon. Like always, the night was silent as ever with the wind the only thing that made noise and occasional falling star decorated the sky.
"You're old and so is Pumbaa. Your sense of food is terrible now that your old too. Not like before, you could only found dead decaying worms and grubs. Nala wasted three-days-worth food when a buffalo charged at her. Haraka and Kasi made the den clouded with dirt and dust after racing around the Pride Rock. Kubwa and Kimbia were dating in the middle of the night. Kiburi secretly trained the cubs intensively. Kovu left Kiara crying with their son and . . ."
"Whoa wait wait. Time out, time out!" Timon shouted, trying to stop Simba's mumbling.
"CUT!" said Arya, a thick rolled script was in his hand while his other hand held a megaphone, a wicked smile was on his face. "Simba, STICK TO THE SCRIPT!"
Simba snapped at the loud sound of the megaphone. "Huh? What? Sorry, sorry. Sorry guys. The habit I had when I was a king still reside inside me. You know, those tons of problems an blah . . . blah . . . blah. Whoa!" he was cut off when Arya picked him up.
"Wash your damn face and memorize the damn script!" he yelled before throwing Simba into the bathroom, the door instantly closed as the large lion landed and sound of broken mirror and other tools broken were heard.
"Yo, director! Calm down!" Hasira appeared behind the dressing room door.
"I have hard tests this week! Everyone GET SERIOUS AND STICK TO THE . . .," he shouted with the megaphone but passed out in the middle of his words, falling hard to the floor with the script flew everywhere.
"Arya? OI, ARYA!"