Time for another update! Only got two reviews for the last chapter, so I would really appreciate it if everyone who reads this chapter would kindly leave a review. It makes me feel good, and it will only make the story better. Anyway, I have done enough blabbing, so without further ado, I present to you chapter six!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING
There is nothing outside of yourself that can ever enable you to get better, stronger, richer, quicker, or smarter. Everything is within, everything exists. Seek nothing outside of yourself.
-Miyamoto Musashi
"Ah, Mufasa, what can Rafiki do for you today?"
Mufasa walked in with Sarabi by his side. Both of them had an unsure expression on their face.
"Ah, I dink Rafiki knows. You wants to know what happened to your father, yes?"
Mufasa nodded slowly, and Sarabi gave him a sympathetic nuzzle.
"Your father was taken away by Lion Hunters. The winds tell Rafiki dat he is still alive, but shall never return."
A puzzled expression appeared on Mufasa's face. "So does that mean that I'm king?"
"Rafiki dinks dat it does. You should make de announcement tomorrow. Tomorrow, you shall be king, and Sarabi will be de queen."
Sarabi smiled, and nuzzled Mufasa. "Thank you very much Rafiki. I think he'll make a very good king."
"And you shall be a good queen."
Sarabi was about to respond when Zazu flew into the tree in an absolute frenzy. "Mufasa! There is a rouge lioness in the Pridelands!"
Mufasa perked up and became very focused. "Are you completely positive?"
"As sure as I ever could be, sire!"
Sarabi now spoke up. "I think it is time that we go for a meet and greet."
"De winds tell Rafiki that dis lioness may be very familiar to you."
Mufasa nodded. "I'm with Sarabi. Let us go investigate."
The couple exited Rafiki's tree and began to travel towards the northern border of the Pridelands, with Zazu following closely behind him. This was the first encounter with an outsider since Ahadi had disappeared, and Mufasa was nervous, unsure of what he would do in this scenario.
"Mufasa, I know you're nervous, but you will be fine. I have complete confidence that you will make the right decision."
Mufasa visibly relaxed, and then turned to Sarabi. "Thank you. You've always known just what to say in order to soothe my nerves."
They arrived at the northern border only to see the lioness running directly at them in glee.
"Mom?"
"Mufasa! Am I glad to see you, much rather you than Ahadi."
"Mom, Ahadi is gone. It seems that the Lion Hunters as of few days ago captured him. As of right now, I am the king."
"Good. This means I won't have to see him again. You'll be a far better king."
Mufasa chuckled. "Thank you for the confidence Mom." Then, the new king's face grew very puzzled. "Where is Gaudium? Is he okay? What happened?"
A single tear trickled down Uru's face. "He killed two hyenas, and after that, his personality completely changed. He became dark, sarcastic, and incredibly bloodthirsty. He said.." She broke down crying on the ground, completely overcome by her sadness. "He said that his name was Scelus now, and that he didn't need me anymore, and that I should go away."
Mufasa grew very angry, and began to pace around. "Damn! Not Gaudium too! I thought I still had one good brother. Puh. It is of no matter. Do you wish to return to the pride, Mom? If you do, you are more then welcome."
"Thank you Mufasa. That is exactly what I would like."
The king smiled, and he, his mother, his wife, and his advisor returned to Pride Rock.
Meanwhile…
Scelus licked the blood off his paws in absolute annoyance. This was the one thing he disliked about killing. It was just so messy! His blue eyes gleamed in the desert sun. He turned around to look at the corpses of the two lions he had just killed. One was a large adult lion, whose neck he had snapped. He had a brown mane, and kind brown eyes. Weak, just like all others. He looked to the other, a lioness, and probably his mate. He had killed her with several claws to the heart.
However, Scelus was quite disappointed. The few dozen lions he had killed had not put up a fight like he had wished. It was all self-defense this and self-defense that. They did not fight like he did.
"I need a challenge. I may be not even halfway to adulthood, but I'm a better fighter than any lion could ever dream of. No, I need to fight a king. A king should prove a better challenge, a king will give me the fight I want. I need to find a pride, a pride with a king."
Scelus laughed darkly, and began to wander back into the direction of the Savannah, where the prides were, where the kings were, where his name would be made.
"Kingslayer. That is what I want to be called. Not The One Without a Mane. No, I will be the Kingslayer."
A dark, maniacal laugh echoed throughout the desert, a laugh that would remind many of the laugh of a hyena. Scelus finished laughing and continued his long journey back into what was civilization. For now.
Well, that is all for now! It seems that Scelus/Gaudium has gone completely insane! Be sure to let me know what you thought in the reviews, and I will see all of you next time. Also, Happy Independence Day for all of my fellow American readers/authors!