Sorry for the delay, everyone. I decided to take a night off to work on something else of mine. I have oh-so-many works of my own to tend to as well, so breaks like these might end up being relatively frequent.
Before we begin, it is my sad duty to announce the passing of a film legend, a man by the name of Ray Harryhausen. If you know who he is, good for you. If you don't, he was the man that gave life to scores of bizarre beings in the 1950s, 60s, 70s, and even 80s. The recent Clash of the Titans is a remake of his last movie. His influence is spread over a vast majority of big-budget effects films today. He was an inspiring figure to me as well, and I even have a personalized copy of one of his books. I recommend you check out some of his films. We will miss you, Mr. Harryhausen. May you rest in peace.
ThatPersonYouMightKnow: Yeah, you did hit both of those targets, and you did so excellently, I might add. Of course, your version of Tama remained evil long after leaving her parents.
Kora22: Yeah, it may be odd, but Mheetu and Vitani's flirting style definitely isn't as odd as Haiba's. We all know he's the king of that, and we love him for it.
Emerald dreamer96: Your opinion is perfectly valid. I think at this age, Mheetu and Vitani are a little less reserved about that sort of thing as opposed to, say, Scar.
the-mysterious-other: Yeah, he'll have a bruise, all right. But would it show up under all that fur?
yeti1995: Another comment on the flirting style…that seems to have been the takeaway moment in this installment. And yes, Nuka and Vitani definitely have some very twisted ideas of fun, but it'll get worse. You'll see.
Chapter Five: Hereditary Evil
As afternoon approached, the cubs were resting some distance away from the waterhole. Chumvi and Tojo were sleeping, Tama and Kula chatted as usual, Simba was lying on his side while Nala tended to him, and Malka watched Nala. Mheetu, meanwhile, sat still, dreaming about Vitani.
We'd be perfect together, he purred inside his head. Soulless mates, if there is such a thing. We could wreak havoc across the Pridelands! I could be the next Choyo! Wait…isn't he in Vitani's bloodline? And Simba's?
Mheetu padded over to Simba and Nala, asking, "Hey Simba, do you ever remember hearing about someone named Choyo?"
"Yeah, he was Mohatu's nemesis. He used to go around stirring up trouble and killing whenever and whatever he wished."
"Sounds like one bad dude," Chumvi added.
"He was," Simba affirmed. "He's also my great-grandfather along with Mohatu. Their kids were my grandparents. He supposedly looked a lot like Uncle Scar, but he had more of Vitani's fur color. I think all of his personality traits skipped two whole generations and went into her. That's the only explanation I can give for her behavior."
"That makes sense," Nala nodded.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Vitani chuckled from behind another bush. "Simba's so stupid, he doesn't even know Dad's no different from Choyo! The only difference is that he got Grandma's fur and Grandpa's black mane."
"Yeah," Nuka panted. "And we're like Choyo too, aren't we?"
"I am," Vitani frowned. "I don't know about you. You're not cunning enough."
"Hey, I'm the boy!" Nuka whined. "Doesn't that make me smarter?"
"Oh please," Vitani laughed. "Not even Dad thinks like that. I don't think there's ever been any male lions besides you that he could even tolerate."
"Wow! That makes me special!" Nuka chirped.
"Oh yeah, you're definitely special," Vitani smiled sarcastically. "In all the wrong ways."
She stared at him intensely, and he cowered to the ground, lowering his head.
"So, Vitani," he meekly asked as he raised his paw, "do we have a new plan to attack Simba?"
"Oh yes," Vitani smiled psychotically. "Oh yes we do…"