Hello everyone! Here's another fanfic, and this one will focus… You guessed it, Scar. I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but I'm aiming for about ten or fifteen chapters. Depending on how it develops, it could be a lot longer. But don't bet on it. And when you see: ()()()()()()()()()() it means the POV is changing. But that won't happen to often in this particular story.

This story is where I introduce another character, and it's an OC. Her name is Nafasi, and she's supposed to be a really small orange lioness. Her name means 'chance' in Swahili. At least according to google translate. You really can't trust it one hundred percent. So I could be wrong. And also, Nafasi's mother's name, Mwanga, means 'light'. Also google translate.

Anyhow, on with the fanfic! And pls, do leave this humble author a review.

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Scar's POV

Scar was asleep, and he was dreaming. He had just enjoyed one of the best nights ever with Nafasi. He had told her that he loved her, and she had told him that she loved him back. After that, things only improved, and very quickly.

Pleasure was always better when love accompanied it.

Scar smiled. His current dream reflected how he was feeling. There were soft clouds all around him, and he was walking on nice green grass. It was all rather comfortable, and good to feel. The fog clustered close, and he couldn't see farther than a few feet in front of him.

He was just walking aimlessly, keeping it slow. The dream would end eventually. He was fine if it was devoid of any events. Unfortunately for him, that wasn't meant to be.

"You stupid, stupid damned fool!" Came a harsh voice from out of the fog. Scar froze, glancing around him. The fog remained silent, and peaceful. However, that voice had been clear as day. There was someone else here.

"Show yourself, if you plan to insult me!" He yelled in return.

"I already have." Came the voice again, from behind him this time. Scar whipped around, and came face to face with himself. He knew it was him, since it looked exactly like his own body, down to every scar and gash that covered it. Of course, that meant it was a certain someone. Someone he recognized.

"Damn yourself , if you please, and leave me alone." He replied contemptuously.

"I see you haven't changed." Replied his mirror image.

"Don't worry, my manners remain the same. Good day to you." Said Scar, frowning his indifferent expression.

"At least you didn't forget me. I must say, I'm glad I made an impression." Leered the copy, evilly.

"Why are you here though? I thought you succeeded at making my cubhood even more miserable than it already was. What business do you have here?" Replied Scar, still indifferent.

"You're right, you're right. I did succeed. Do you remember what I told you?" Asked the copy.

"Every last second of your damned drabble. And If you want to know, I did end up killing my brother." Scar informed him.

"Don't worry, I knew. Madness makes you do strange things, aye?" Said the copy, still smiling sinisterly.

"You could say that." Replied Scar, remaining completely still. He kept his expression one of cold indifference, not looking to react to it. Inwardly of course, he was fuming. He knew this copy, it was his nightmare, and its name was Uraziel. Long ago, sometime after he had been exiled, he had been visited by this same Nightmare, and the Nightmare looked exactly like he himself had looked like at the time. Uraziel had visited all types of horrors onto him, physical and mental. He had made sleeping a rather dismal affair.

"Well, I'm not here to discuss past events. I'm here because just recently, I suffered a defeat." Said the Nightmare, acting a little bit miffed.

"A defeat! You don't say." Commented Scar, allowing a little grin to cross his face.

"Yes, a defeat. And that defeat, as it turns out, was you." Accused the Nightmare.

"Me? I haven't seen your sorry ass for years." Replied Scar.

"That's true, but just take a look at yourself. You. Are. Perfectly Sane!" He thundered, suddenly angry. Scar leered back at the furious Nightmare.

"Yes, I suppose I am. Took four years, but I'm out of it." Said Scar, boasting. For once, he was on higher footing than Uraziel.

"Yes, you are….". Uraziel snarled. Clearly, it was angry. And unfortunately for Scar, Nightmares had all the power in dreams. And this particular nightmare was more powerful than most.

"And what do you plan to do about it?" Scar jeered. He would get his insults in while he could.

"What do I plan to do about it?" Responded Uraziel. He drew himself up, seemingly calming himself down.

"Yes. And if you could hurry up and answer the question, you could stop wasting my time." Said Scar.

"You're rather contemptuous today, aren't you." Snarled Uraziel. "Well, of you had a crumb of patience, you would wait, and I would tell you."

"Get on with it then." Replied Scar.

"I will…. Now, first off, tell me. How are things with Nafasi?" Said the Nightmare, his mood suddenly swinging from one of rage to one of calm certitude. Scar's blood chilled, but he didn't show it in his face. How did he know about Nafasi?

"How did you know about her?" He demanded.

"Why, probably because I visited her myself, not even a week ago." Jeered Uraziel.

"You gave her a nightmare? Wait a minute, was it you that gave her that particularly bad one?" Scar asked, his own rage starting to form.

"Yes. You noticed that, did you? I seem to leave impressions wherever I go." Said Uraziel, boastfully.

"Bastard." Muttered Scar, as he unsheathed his claws.

"Oh, don't try that now. You yourself know you can't touch me." Uraziel said in response to Scar's anger.

"Let's test that theory." Replied Scar cooly. Then, quick as a whip, he lashed out at Uraziel, claws aiming to scratch his damned muzzle off. However, before he made contact, the Nightmare dissipated, turning into cloud and drifting away in a shapeless mass. In a few seconds, Scar lost track of it. "Moronic lion." He muttered. He glanced around, looking to see where Uraziel would reappear.

"Tut tut tut. I thought you were smart! You know from past experience that I'm invincible here." The voice came from seemingly all around Scar, echoing off the clouds. There was nothing Scar could do but glare at the fog.

"I'm smarter than you." Scar responded, staying vigilant.

"You know, I once thought that too." Came the voice again, sounding eerily slick.

"What made you lower your opinion of me then?" Demanded Scar.

"Well, personally, I admired you. I mean, when I lived, you can believe I did some despicable things. I believe I told you about them?"

"Yes, yes, you killed your father, and you raped your sister. I know that. You've only told me that a dozen times." Scar snapped.

"Well, why do you think I'm a nightmare? Nightmares are the lucky few that do evil things and yet escape becoming a dark star. Being a dark star is the worst type of exile…. No hope, eternal pain. But even so, I'm still dead, so I use what I've got rather effectively. As do the others. But you know, there aren't a lot of us. Most don't escape. I only got lucky." Replied Uraziel, his voice like that of honey. Clearly, he was trying his best to stay controlled.

"Well, it's a shame you escaped, if you would like to know. But frankly, I could care less." Said Scar.

"But that's why I visited you in the first place, all those years ago. I saw in you a darkness, a darkness that one day could become shadow. You see, eventually I'm going to become a dark star. It is in fact, unavoidable. However, if the Nightmares have a strong leader, their darkness is strong enough to stave off the light for longer. Currently, I am at the head, but I am simply not strong enough to sustain the fight for more than a few more years. My time is almost up. I had in fact hoped that you would be the next leader."

"Me? What for?" Exclaimed Scar, confused.

"Yes, you. While I did horrible things, you did absolutely terrible things. Your darkness did indeed become shadow, a shadow strong enough to blot out the sun itself! My deeds were simple murder and abuse, but you took everything to the next level. A whole new shade of blackness covered your heart. You killed your brother, but then, you spared his cub only so you could tell him that it was his fault his father was dead. Then, when the cub ran, you told the hyenas to kill him! You meant to send a poor, innocent cub to his grave, believing that he killed his own father! It was an atrocity… It was…...EVIL. Pure, uncontrolled, perfect!." Uraziel sounded as if he was truly awed. Scar stepped back, suddenly unsure of himself.

"Well, I may have done that…" Replied Scar, swallowing. Before he could get in a word edgeways, Uraziel continued

"And adding to that, while such a feat of pure hate is more than enough to land oneself a dark star, you went on to do more! You took a land, and bled the entire fucking thing dry. You starved and slaughtered the herd animals! And then, you starved and subjugated your subjects! The hyenas were hungry, the lionesses even more so! And what you did with certain lionesses…. Especially Nala. You did it multiple times, if I recall correctly. No wonder she ran away."

"No… I didn't!... I… I…" Scar was stuttering, horrified at what was being said. It was all coming back to him. Sarabi, Sarafina, Nala, Cheka….. He didn't know what he was doing! He wasn't himself at the time! He was insane, but Scar knew no amount of rationalization could save him. Sane or not, those deeds were his. His choices, his actions…. Even what he had done to Nala.

"And then, that blasted fool Simba ruined everything. He cast you down, sent you half dead straight to Nafasi. You must have been bumped on the head along with everything else, because you have been acting sane for quite a while. And I think I know why." Declared the Nightmare.

"I don't care for what you have to say! Leave me alone!" Roared Scar, desperate to rid himself of Uraziel. He had to stop thinking, he had to stop remembering, he had to get back to Nafasi, to clear his head!

"You are no longer evil enough to become a dark star. I might have prevented you from that fate, and had you become a nightmare. But no, this last month has caused you to feel true remorse. And unfortunately for me, that's all you need to join those damned fools in their light Stars. The Great kings of the past are all idiots! However, while you will get your reward after death, I can still get my revenge down here on this earth. And believe me, I will have my revenge. But it will be longer lasting than a simple bad dream every night." Uraziel said sinisterly.

"Get the fuck away, huh? I told you, get the fuck away!" Said Scar, practically screaming. When would the dream end, when would it end?!

"You love Nafasi, don't you?" Demanded Uraziel.

"None of your damned business!" Roared Scar.

"Sorry If I offended. But I'll take that as a yes. In any case, I saw you two tonight, so I suppose that question was unnecessary anyways." Replied the Nightmare disdainfully

"What does Nafasi have to do with this?" Asked Scar.

"Everything, you fool, everything. You defied my hopes, so I'm going to dash yours. And the best part is, you yourself are going to do it." He replied.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, since you love her, and since you are now sane, you have a decision to make. And that is….. When are you going to tell Nafasi what you did?" The Nightmare then rematerialized in front of Scar, smiling horribly. Scar backed away, as the implications of what he said entered his mind.

"I'm not going to tell her!" He replied quickly.

"Are you?" The Nightmare asked simply.

"I can't." He replied.

"Why not? Because when you do, she's going to hate you? Because, when you do, she's going to be horrified?" Said Uraziel.

"Yes." Whispered Scar, backing away from the Nightmare. He knew Uraziel was right, and he knew what he was going to say…..

"But you are still going to tell her." Commanded the Nightmare.

"No… No, I won't!" Said Scar.

"Yes you are, and not because I told you too, but because you have to." Said Uraziel.

"No!"

"Yes! Because you, in your foolishness, love her. And you know that love is total….." Said the Nightmare, smiling.

"No!" Yelled Scar, trying not to think about it, desperately trying not to apply his own thoughts.

"Again, Yes! When you were insane, you could have brushed this off as another meaningless event, but now you can apply yourself, and you are coming to the conclusion that I am right…. Will you ever truly love her if you don't tell her your darkest secret? Will that overpowering love last if you can't give all of yourself up for it? I don't think it will."

"You can't….." Scar was wide eyed, and breathing hard.

"And you owe it to her. She told me herself the lies you fed her, and she believes them. Why would you lie to the one person you value most? For any sane lion, it's one of the worst things to do." He jeered.

"That isn't…. It's not-"

"YES IT IS! YOU LOVE HER! AND AS MORONIC AS THAT EMOTION IS, YOU SUFFER FROM IT! WHICH MEANS YOU'RE GOING TO TELL HER!" Yelled Uraziel. Scar turned around and ran, as fast as he could through the fog, away from the Nightmare. He had to get away, away from that horrible voice that brought back all those horrible memories….

Then he woke up.

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Nafasi's POV

Nafasi was taking another drink. It was about noon, and she had slept in. She hadn't yet woken up Scar, who was still sleeping.

She thought back to what had happened the night before. Parts of it had hurt, but for the most part it had been the best feeling she had experienced in her life. Now, she finally knew what love was. And she liked it. It was very enjoyable.

She turned around to get back into the den. She figured she would wake Scar up, and the two of them would go hunting. They could use the time to talk about things, things only mates talked about. Of course, she didn't know what those things were. Perhaps Scar would. She would ask him.

"Nafasi?" Said Scar, from beside her. She turned to look at him, seeing him emerge from the forest.

"Hey Scar! Good morning!" She chimed happily. However, it didn't look like as if Scar was happy too. In fact, he looked almost scared. His eyes were wide, and his fur was bristling on his back. Why was he doing that? "What is it?" She asked, in response to Scar's appearance. She heard Scar swallow audibly.

"Nafasi…. There's something that I…. That I need to tell you."

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Sorry, but I feel as if I gotta beg for it if I want any sort of reader feedback. How hard is it to take a minute out of you day to write a single sentence review? I know I make sure to review every chapter of any story I'm following. But maybe that's just me.

Anyhow, not to offend you, so here's the actual outro. *ahem*. So it seems Scar listened the the Nightmare! Can't wait to see how that works out!