CHAPTER 6. EAST SIDE RULES
Simba and Nala looked around them; they didn't know whether to be disgusted or intrigued. "Wow, this IS a ghost town, it's pretty much deserted." Nala said with wide-open eyes. It WAS pretty much deserted; there was no one to be seen except for a drunken man passed out on the sidewalk. "Well let's check it out." Simba lead her down the main road, which too was dead silent. They walked for about ten minutes looking at their threatening surroundings.
Eventually they came across a part of town that was even more run down than the rest. "Wow." They both said in unison. Simba looked at the first shop on the left. Its dirty sign read: BANZAI'S LIQOUR AND BEVERAGES. The windows were all smashed and planks of wood were lazily nailed on top them. They both turned towards it. "C'mon let's take a picture!" Simba said enthusiastically. They both posed behind his mobile phone and faked scared faces. Simba took a moment to upload the photo to Facebook, (and change his privacy settings so that his parents wouldn't see it.) Once he was done he pocketed the phone and looked at the shop again. "I wonder if there's any booze left in there." Nala thought out loud. Simba looked at the door rusting on its hinges. "Only one way to know, let's go check it out." Simba started walking towards the old bottle shop, when suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him backwards. Zazu stood there frowning. "The only checking out you will do will be to check out of here, we are way out of town!" Simba looked at him with a look of frustration. "It sounds like old Zazu is scared." he retorted. Zazu pointed a finger at him. "That's MR. Zazu to you kid, right now we are all in great danger!" Simba walked away from him. "Danger? pffftt. Zazu you pussy, I LAUGH at danger!" He then let out a cackling laugh like the ones he heard from villains on television. To his surprise he heard the laughs of three other people behind him.
The door to the liquor store was suddenly kicked down. Three African -American adults appeared. One carried a crowbar, one carried a switchblade knife, and the last a smashed vodka bottle. Simba jumped back in terror. The woman who stood in front of the other two spoke"Well well well Banzai what have we here?" Banzai shook his head with an evil smile on his face. "I dunno Shenzi, but they're trespassers." The last of the three just laughed like a maniac. "Okay, well we're sorry we bothered you and we're leaving now." Zazu said as he ushered the kids in the opposite direction. "Wait, wait I know you." Shenzi pointed at Simba. "You're Mufasa's little kid." Simba nodded sheepishly. "We got a score to settle with that bastard, from this morning..." Simba trembled with fear. "Well it's getting kind of late and..." Zazu walked over to Shenzi looking at his watch. As soon as Shenzi's eyes changed directions to look at the Rolex Zazu gave her the most powerful backhand punch he could, sending her sprawling. "Get out of here kids NOW!" Zazu shouted. Banzai swung his crowbar at him but Zazu ducked the swing skillfully. He then hit Banzai square in the chin with a right uppercut. Zazu fought the three for a few minutes but because he was older and weaker he was eventually overpowered. Shenzi drew her knife, ready to finish him but was interrupted. "Hey, over here!" Simba shouted from down the street. That is what I'm being paid for. Shenzi thought. She dropped Zazu and sprinted towards Simba and Nala.
The beaten and bloodied Zazu got his breath back and reached into his jacket to produce a walkie-talkie. "Overlord, this is Zazu, I am in desperate need of evac, We are in the East Side District and two VIPs are in danger, send the entire party here!" He panted into the walkie-talkie. "Roger that Zazu we read you loud and clear, Evac is inbound your position hot. Overlord out." Please get here in time! Zazu thought frantically.
The three thugs chased Simba and Nala down the road, gaining on them slowly. "This way!" He yelled to Nala and they turned down an alley. They began climbing a fence, Simba was first over. He leapt over to see Nala being dragged down by Banzai by her ankle. "Simba, help!" She squealed. Simba ran back to the fence that Banzai was leaning against. He punched Banzai as hard as he could through the chain link fence and stumbled backwards in surprise; this gave Nala the time to get over the fence. They frantically ran down the alley, with the gang closing in on them slowly. They continued to run until they met a dead end. This is it. Simba thought as his back pressed up against the brick wall. Then he remembered: The Gun! Simba shoved his hand into his bag and drew the deadly weapon. He aimed at Shenzi and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. He tried it again and again but nothing happened except the clicking of a jammed pistol was heard. "Was that it? HA! Go on do it again." Shenzi said half laughing. Simba did try again but this time: BANG! The sound of a loud fully functional gun was rang out. "Huh?" The thugs looked behind them to see King Mufasa with a gun raised in the air. Mufasa then lunged at them and within seconds they were all on the floor at gunpoint. There was no beating the king in hand-to-hand combat.
"If I ever see you near my son again, I'll kill you." Mufasa threatened. "What? This was your son, gee I didn't know that, did you Shenzi?" Banzai played dumb. "No of course not, Ed?" Shenzi turned to look at him on the floor, hoping he wouldn't say anything stupid. Ed just nodded dumbly. Mufasa fired another shot into the air. This was the gang's cue to leave. They bolted down the alley and away from him.
Support then started to arrive, Black Hawk helicopters circled above with M240 machine guns pointed at the three as they ran. The Range Rovers then started to turn up. Mufasa looked at Simba angrily. "You actually went against the only thing I told you not do!" He thundered at the boy. "I'm sorry Dad... I just..." Simba stuttered. "Let's go home!" Mufasa cut him off as he snatched the gun from Simba. He pointed at the Range Rover and signaled for Simba to get in. Simba complied without argument. Nala whispered in his ear as he walked. "Thanks for saving me back there, you were pretty brave." She smiled weakly. Simba nodded and got into the car.
Several stories above, Scar looked on. How did they screw that up? I set it up so perfectly for them. He seethed in anger as the Range Rovers started to leave the scene.