Well, the time has come for another update! I only got two reviews last chapter, which was a little disheartening, so I'd like everyone who reads this chapter to PLEASE leave a review. It will only make the story better! Anyway, I have done enough blabbing, so on to the story!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING

Study strategy over the years and achieve the spirit of the warrior. Today is victory over yourself of yesterday; tomorrow is your victory over lesser men.

-Miyamoto Musashi

Meanwhile…

Ahadi, king of the Pridelands, sat on his makeshift throne, bored at the lack of events of that particular day, and angry at his former mate for choosing their son over him. To make matters worse, he was yet to choose a new queen, and many of the lionesses were constantly pestering him for his selection to be them.

Ahadi sighed, got up from his throne, and stretched for several minutes, groaning loudly in the process. He exited the den, having decided to take a long walk around the Pridelands.

Mufasa saw his father exit, and he shook his head before turning to Sarabi, who was sitting beside him

"He used to be such a good king. It's a shame how lazy and incompetent he has become."

"I know, Muffy. I know. I still can't believe that I'm the only lioness that isn't constantly fawning over him."

"It's a shame to see what lust for power can do to good individuals."

Sarabi nodded in agreement, before turning back to Mufasa. "Have you heard anything about your mother and your brother?"

"Very little. Rafiki said that the winds told him they were still alive, but that is the extent of any information we have."

"That's better than I would have thought." Sarabi then buried her face into Mufasa's mane. "I love you."

Mufasa chuckled. "I know. Consider the affection returned."

At the same time as this conversation was occurring, Ahadi took a drink from the watering hole. After taking a couple of sips, he felt a sharp, stinging pain in the back of his leg. The king suddenly became very lightheaded, and collapsed to the ground completely unconscious.

"Aye, great shot Reggie!"

"Thank you Gaius! Now go retrieve it!"

The large Irishman walked over to the lion, removing the tranquilizer. "Aye, a large male! Just what the San Diego Zoo needs!"

The one called Reggie now spoke. "Well, the orders were for us to get a male, so we got a male. Simple as that. Come on! Let's get him in the cage. Our flight leaves in like, half an our."

The two men pushed the now former king of the Pridelands into a cage, loaded him into a Chevy truck using a small crane, and they then drove Ahadi off, never to be seen again by any Pridelander.

From the top of a cliff, a male lion saw the entire incident, and he was smiling with absolute glee. This lion had a midnight mane and deep emerald green eyes. He chuckled, shook his head, and walked away.

Three Days Later…

"Still not back yet?"

Mufasa turned around, and he saw Sarabi slowly walking towards him. Mufasa sighed. "Nope. I was worried after six hours, but three days, I think he's gone for good. I wonder what happened to him."

Sarabi snuggled up close to Mufasa, who returned her affection by putting a paw around her neck. "I don't think we'll ever know for sure. Maybe Rafiki will, but I doubt he even has a clue. Either way, I think you should claim the throne."

Mufasa licked his mate on the cheek, causing her to giggle, and then he spoke. "I'll talk to Rafiki about it. We'll see what he thinks."

Sarabi smiled. "I think that I can go along with that. But for now, let's just spend some quality time together."

Mufasa smiled, and the couple looked up to watch the sun set beyond the horizon.

In the Sahara…

"Gaudium, why have you been so cold lately?"

Scelus looked over to his mother with an amused expression on his face. "How am I being cold? We are in the middle of a huge desert!"

"Ever since you brutalized those two hyenas, you have been acting more and more like Ahadi and Taka. I want to know what happened to my sweet, innocent cub."

"I'm not a child anymore. You want to know what happened? Fine, I'll tell you. The old Gaudium died the minute those two hyenas fell to my paws. I enjoyed every minute of the slaughter. I could not get enough of the feeling of blood on my paws. I still can't. It's just so satisfying, so rewarding! I want to have that feeling, again and again! It is honestly the only thing I live for now."

His mother began to back away. "Gaudium, I don't know what happened, but it has to stop. You are becoming exactly what we fought against back home! Talk to me, honey, I can help you!"

"I don't need you anymore! I can fend for myself! And don't call me Gaudium! I hold no joy! My name is Scelus!"

Uru began to weep. "No, no, no! Son, please, I don't want to lose you too!"

"Because of you I will never be a normal lion! I will never have a damn mane! This is my own life, and if you don't approve, well that is tough shit for you! Go away!"

"Fine! I'd rather be with Ahadi than someone so cruel and ungrateful as you!"

"Go then. Nobody here is stopping you."

Now weeping uncontrollably, Uru put her tail between her legs, her head down, and she began to walk back in the direction of the Pridelands, leaving behind a son with an unquenchable thirst for blood and gore.

That is going to be all for now! PLEASE don't forget to tell me what you thought in the reviews! I should probably have the next chapter up sometime tomorrow, and if not, surely the day after. I will see all of y'all next time. Bye!