Zira and Simba circled each other; both were waiting for the other to make the first move. Both raised their claws ready to strike each other when suddenly.
Kiara and Kovu jumped in between the two.
'Kiara!' Simba shouted.
'Kovu!' Zira shouted. 'Move!'
Simba looked Kiara in the eye. 'Stand aside.'
'Daddy this has to stop.' Kiara begged.
Zira also looked Kovu in the eye. 'You're even weaker than I thought! Get out of the way!'
Simba sighed 'Kiara…'
Kiara interrupted him. 'A wise king once told me…'
Suddenly everyone heard a loud noise; they had no idea what it was until…
CRASH
Elton Johns private jet crashed on top of both prides either crushing them or sucking them into the engines as it skidded across the ground before exploding in a massive fireball.
Elton John had bailed out the plain ages ago; he opened his parachute and casually drifted to earth. He looked around to see the flaming remains of his private jet and the smeared remains of the Pride Landers and the Outsiders. 'Man what a mess.' He thought to himself. 'Last time I hire a pilot who's a recovering alcoholic.' He then noticed he was standing in a piece of Ziras brain. 'AWWW FUCKIN HELL!!!' He shouted. 'THESE WERE NEW SHOES; HEADS ARE GONNA ROLL FOR THIS!!!!'
The End