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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Nafasi's POV

"What is it?" Asked Nafasi. Scar was acting nervous. In fact, he looked very nervous. He was breathing hard, and his fur was bristling in certain places. His expression was one of worry.

"Well…*gulp*... I need to tell you a story Nafasi, and let me tell it to you in it's entirety." Said Scar, as he swallowed audibly.

"Sure." Replied Nafasi. Although that was a strange request. A story about what exactly?

"No, I mean please stay here until I've said it all. Please just let me relate the tale, and please, please don't leave!" Said Scar, practically begging.

"All right! I will, no problem." She replied, confused.

"Promise?" Asked Scar.

"Yeah. I promise." Said Nafasi.

"Okay then…. Here it goes. About eight years ago, in the Pridelands, a queen gave birth to two cubs. The father, a certain lion known as Ahadi, looked upon the cubs and gave them their names. The first cub was pleasing to the eye, with brilliant golden fur. This cub was named Mufasa, which means 'king.' The second cub had a darker shade of fur, more of a mottled orange. Displeased, Ahadi decided to call me Taka. Which means garbage." Said Scar.

"Wait, the story is about your past? Why? You already told me all this." Nafasi interjected.

"Nafasi, feel free to comment, but please, just listen all right?" Asked Scar, his eyes pleading.

"Okay then. But still… Why are you telling me this?" She asked. Scar looked at her, and exhaled loudly. Then, he looked down at the ground.

"Well… What I told you the first time was incomplete." Said Scar.

"Incomplete?! In what way?" Questioned Nafasi.

"You'll see, when I get to the end. When I get to the end, you can do whatever you want. Just please listen to me until then."

"Yes! I get it, I'll stay here until the end! What's so important about that anyways? You know I will stay and listen." She replied.

"You'll see when we get to the end." Replied Scar, as he shuffled his forepaws nervously.

"Okay."

"Anyways, as I was saying, Ahadi disliked me since birth. But Mufasa was always his favorite. In his eyes, my brother could do no wrong. My mother, Uru, was more impartial. She loved both her sons equally. It was the things she taught me that I took to heart. Or at least, I…. tried to take it to heart. Anyhow, after a few months, me and my brother became friends, like brothers should be."

"Well, I guess that brothers should be friends, cause they're always near each other. Wouldn't it be weird if they always fought?" Interjected Nafasi.

"Don't go off subject!" Snapped Scar suddenly.

"Oh… Well, sorry." She replied, a bit surprised at his outburst.

"I didn't mean to shout!" Replied Scar quickly, his eyes wide, as if he was suddenly scared of offending her.

"No, it's all right. After all, I interrupted you." She remedied.

"Well… I'm sorry." Replied Scar.

"Just ah… Continue with the story." She offered.

"Right… Anyhow, as cubs, me and Mufasa were friends. Whenever Ahadi wasn't watching, we would play together at the foot of Pride Rock. We used to do play fights a lot, and back then we were of equal strength, so I used to win some of them. Nafasi, you have to understand, we loved each other!"

"Well, of course." Said Nafasi.

"Good. Good then… good." Scar swallowed yet again before continuing. "As I told you before, Ahadi didn't like it when I played with Mufasa. Uru usually made sure we still got playtime, but for the most part it was when Ahadi was hunting. Eventually, we met the other cubs. They…. Didn't like me. I was slightly scrawnyer, but the cubs just never befriended me. I don't know why, maybe Ahadi had spoken with them before, poisoning them against me even at a young age. After a while, Mufasa began to play with his newfound friends more than he played with me. Eventually, I was left all alone with just my mother for company. She kept me busy, but it became boring after a few months. So she encouraged me to do some exploring, like what the other cubs were doing."

"Oh! Is this the part where you met the hyenas?" Chimed in Nafasi.

"That part's soon, yes."

"See? I still remember what you told me last time." She said.

"That's…. Appreciative of you." Replied Scar, as he swallowed audibly again. Nafasi stared at him, thoroughly confused as to why he was acting nervous. Maybe he had some sort of an embarrassing secret? If so, it must really be humiliating then, if he was this nervous.

"Go on" she motioned.

"As I was saying, my mother told me to explore. I'm sure she just wanted me to feel less left out, because the other cubs were constantly venturing out with each other. So I did. Every day, I went farther and farther from Pride Rock, but even so, I never dared go to the border. Most of my adventures simply consisted of checking out places my brother had already been. I always went to explore them after Mufasa described them to me. You see, Ahadi took Mufasa out regularly to show him the kingdom. I was never taken along."

"That must have sucked." Remarked Nafasi.

"More than you know." Replied Scar with a grimace. "Since he was always ahead of me with the sightseeing, I was anxious for some way to beat him. And when he told me of the Elephant Graveyard, I went to go see it. And that's where I met the three hyenas. I believe I already told you about them."

"Yeah, you said they were you first friends, and that you did everything with them." Replied Nafasi.

"Yes. They were my first friends, if you don't count Mufasa. They were a rambunctious group, to be sure. And Shenzi always had a plan to keep things interesting." Said Scar.

Nafasi saw Scar crack a small smile for a moment, as if the memories were happy. Then she saw him resume his nervous expression. Nafasi still had no idea why he was acting like it. She supposed she would find out. He kept hinting that whatever it was, it would be at the end of the story.

"A few months passed happily. I avoided Ahadi for the most part, although if he were angry, and I was nearby, he would beat me. I never did find out why he hated me. I guess I never will. But that doesn't matter. Eventually though, Ahadi became suspicious of what I was doing everyday. He paid little attention to me, but even he noticed my daily absences. So he told Mufasa to find out what it was I did." Scar's expression then became a sour grimace. It was clear he didn't like this part.

"He found out?" Asked Nafasi.

"Yes. He saw me playing with the hyenas. And he told Ahadi immediately, unaware of the consequences. Ahadi became very angry when he found out I was playing with hyenas, animals he saw as his enemies. When I returned to Pride Rock, he was waiting for me. Without preamble, he slashed me with his claws. That's what this scar here is from." Scar then gestured to his left eye. "He was in a rage. I was scared, so I ran to the only place I had ever felt secure. By the time I had made it to the hyenas, Ahadi had nearly caught me. He had intended to kill me, and without the hyenas, he would surely have done so. Furious that he could not carry out his deed, he exiled me, and doomed me from ever seeing my mother again."

"Ever again?" Whispered Nafasi.

"That was the idea. After that, Shenzi's mother took me in as her own. I was still young, barely an adolescent. Her name was Hatari. The only person who ever cared for me more was Uru. Speaking of Uru, I did manage to see her twice more, with the help of Mufasa. The help required to sneak into Pride Rock came from him. Although I never really forgave him for telling Ahadi about the hyenas. I wish I had though….. A lot of things could have been avoided if I had." Scar's voice dropped to whisper at the last sentence.

"Did you ever forgive him?" Asked Nafasi. Scar stood in silence.

"Anyways, when Uru finally died, it was Mufasa who told me about it. I attended her funeral secretly, watching from a hilltop. Ahadi didn't hear me cry, I was too far away. Not a year later though, Ahadi died as well. That day was much better. After he had been buried, me and the trio dug up his grave, shit on his body, and reburied it."

"That's a bit disrespectful towards the dead though….."

"Was it? Ahadi was a bastard, he was the same type of lion as Mabaya was. Believe me, the day he died was a day of celebration in the Graveyard. Then Mufasa became king. He let me back into the Pridelands. Of course, he refused to also let my friends in. His narrow minded in many ways. Anyways, that would have been the end of my tale. Living out the rest of my life in boredom."

"Wait, but you haven't even gotten to the part where your brother and Simba die in an accident!" Exclaimed Nafasi. Scar looked at her, his eyes wide.

"I said that would have been the end of things. It wasn't. You see, My brother was the one that ratted me out, and caused me to gain my first scar. It was him, that refused to give the hyenas a chance. And it was him who stood in my way of the throne."

"He stood in what?" Asked Nafasi.

"I was jealous of him. But I never acted. Until the day Simba was born. Something snapped inside of me, something that told me to hurry up what I was doing!" Scar was breathing hard again, his eyes still wide. Nafasi however was still confused. What was it that he was getting at?

"So I told Simba to stay inside a gorge, a gorge that had a herd of wildebeest at one of the ends. I had the hyenas start a stampede, and they flooded the gorge. Then, I ran to get Mufasa, and he jumped into the gorge to save his son. As I watched, he deposited Simba onto a ledge, safe from harm. But Mufasa couldn't climb onto the ledge himself. He found another way up, and he began to climb away to safety. He clawed up the side of the gorge, until he made his way to me. You see, I was watching the entire time. I was right there to help him. He cried out to me, asking for help. I can still recall his face, it was desperate."

"Did he slip?" Asked Nafasi. Scar swallowed.

"No Nafasi. He didn't slip. But if he had, it would have been great." Whispered Scar.

"What did you say?" She repeated.

"I leaned over to reach him….. I grabbed his forelegs with my paws….." Said Scar, gasping out the sentences.

"Then what!" She demanded. She was caught up in the suspense, and Scar looked like he was going to have a seizure.

"I…. I…. I….. Threw him off."

"Wait. What?" Said Nafasi. What had he said?

"His spine and neck snapped when he hit the bottom of the gorge. But there was still the cub to take care of, still one heir left. And I told the hyenas to kill him, to tear him apart, to mangle him!" Scar was rambling now, with Nafasi's eyes wide form horror, still trying to process what Scar had said. She took a step back.

"What did you say!" She demanded. Scar kept his narrative going.

"But they failed. Simba escaped. And four years later, Simba came back, ready to exact revenge. It was him that marred me, it was him that threw me into the flames. And he had all the reason in the world to do it!"

"You….. You killed someone!" Cried Nafasi, taking another step back. She looked pleadingly into Scar's eyes, silently begging him to tell her it wasn't true. But the way he was acting was too serious, he had kept his secret for too long. This was what he hadn't meant to tell her…. He was… A murder!

"I wasn't myself! I was consumed by hate, by anger, by madness. Nafasi, please believe me, if I had the chance I would stop myself from doing it!"

"All this time… You actually…. You really…. NO! Please…. Tell me it's not true!" She begged.

"I did it! I killed my brother. I threw him to his demise. And I did it all…. on…...purpose!"

"You…. You….NO... NO!" Nafasi turned around and ran into the forest, intent only on running, on hiding! She had to get away, away from him! She heard him shouting her name behind her, but she didn't stop.

She jumped up into a tree, climbing up onto a branch. She clung to the tree trunk, shivering. Scar was…. He was… A killer! A liar! An evil lion!

"NAFASI! NAFASI, WHERE ARE YOU!" Shouted Scar, his voice pleading. Nafasi didn't move, and put her ears to her paws.

"PLEASE! Please come back! Please!" He yelled. Nafasi slowly shook her head, unaware that she was even doing it. She just kept shivering, her eyes wide from fright.

"Nafasi…. Please, where you! Come back to me…. Please!" Scar's voice began to fade into the distance, as he desperately searched for her. Eventually, the shouting disappeared completely. Nafasi was alone.

Alone.

Again.

"Well, my goodness. What has gone wrong my dear Nafasi?" Came a sneering voice from next to her on the tree. She looked over to see the face of Scar, except the body was undulating in smoke.

"The…. You! Nightmare!" She screamed. Not him! Not now! Not now! Not now!

"I wouldn't worry, I'm not here for our normal arrangement. I'm just going to ask you a quick question." Said the Nightmare, his face curved into a sinister smile.

"What….. What is it?" Asked Nafasi.

"Well, do you know what all this means?" Said the Nightmare.

"What….." Whispered Nafasi.

"It means that I won." He declared. "Well then….goodbye."

The Nightmare dissipated into smoke.

Then Nafasi started to cry.

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