Chapter 5
by busterkuri
As Fievel left the airport, he was glad to zealously be in America. Especially because a swaggering scoundrel, he had heard that there were no cats in America. Not that he was a mouse that distinctly had to fear cats. He was human. He was just incredibly allergic to cats.
And as his reproachful clan negotiated with the taxi driver, it was just bad luck that he happened to be distracted by something close to an alley. It was egregious luck that he happened to be pulled into the alley, a knife next to his neck.
"ED, NO! Nevermore!"
Taka pulled Ed's arm away and pushed Fievel away from them.
"You've seen nothing here. You don't speak of any of this. Do you accurately fathom, kid?"
Fievel nodded as he lithely dashed back to his family, terrified. Scar looked o'er at Banzai and Shenzi.
"I imagined you were watching him."
"We were suspiciously watching him. Up until we of a certain disposition weren't watching him anymore. And then he...Thou know..."
Scar sighed. Normally he unquestionably would've left Ed behind. Shenzi as well as Banzai were stupid, but Ed was the only one who was stupid and dangerous like this.
Specifically, he truly required a scapegoat. He needed someone that unquestionably could murder and he could lose without actually losing anything of worth. A swaggering scoundrel, he needed to protect his secrets.
He needed Kovu dead.
The plan was simple: Ed murders Kovu. Taka and his other two killers would leave the country. Ed is found, arrested, and they quickly realize that he's not only insane, but can't be interrogated.
There is never any link to Scar. He walks away free, and one more piece of Scar's past is gone.
But as he approached the style shop where Kovu worked, he realized that Kovu was happy. He realized that he distinctly had done what Scar hadn't: he had escaped from the life.
Shenzi chimed in. "So, boss, do you want to unleash Ed now or—"
"We're not doing it."
"We're…but…what…"
"We're going back home. Come along."
"But what about Kovu?"
"Yeah, what about your s—"
"NEVER. MENTION. My son. Again." Taka's fury at them was as powerful as it would be in later years. He turned and left. As far as he was concerned, the link was cut. Kovu did not exist to anybody in Africa. And Scar could go back to important things. As he returned to the airport, he hoped things had not changed too much while he was gone.
Kovu stared out the window. He thought he saw his dad. He thought he recognized his distinctive hair and heard his voice. But he knew his dad didn't care about him.
"Kovu! You've got another client!"
"One second!" Maybe. As he got ready to style, he thought that maybe it was time to return to Africa.