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's voice was hoarse. He had been shouting for hours, trying to find Nafasi. Although by now, it was clear she didn't want to be found, wherever she was.

Scar frowned, recalling how she had reacted when he had told her his secret. Her eyes were wide from fright, and her voice had been shaky. She had at first not believed it, but Scar had been acting nervous all morning. His attitude had probably affirmed his words.

And now she was gone, perhaps forever.

"Nafasi!" Called Scar, as he ran through the forest. She had to be here somewhere! Nafasi wouldn't have ran too far, she would stay in the forest, where things were familiar. But if she didn't answer, he would never be able to find her. And he had to find her! He had to explain, to at least try to talk to her one last time. Anything just to hear the sound of her voice again!

Aagh! Why had he even told her anyways? What was the point behind it? Why had he decided to tell her! Now she hated him, or feared him. Now she was gone! All gone! It was Nafasi that had brought him out of his madness! She was the most beautiful lioness he had ever seen! Without her, what was he going to do?

"Nafasi! Please, please answer me!" He yelled. Scar skidded to a stop in a clearing, waiting, just in case by some miracle she did answer. It was in vain. Only silence came from the forest. "Oh Nafasi…. Where are you!" He shouted.

"Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit!" Muttered Scar fervently, as he beat the ground with his paws. This was hopeless! Hopeless, all of it! He had told her that he was killer, this was her natural response. She would never come back and talk to him, if only out of fear for her own life. She probably hated him now, for lying to her. Nafasi was an innocent lioness, and so something like this would really hurt her.

Scar had hurt her.

He felt horrible. Why couldn't he have just died in that damn fire? Why didn't the hyenas just snap his neck and been done with it? If he had just died at Pride Rock, he never would have met Nafasi, and her life would have gone on normally. She would have lived perfectly happily by herself, she had been doing so for years.

But Scar hadn't died, he had met Nafasi, he had fallen in love like the hopeless fool he had been all his life, and now Nafasi was gone. His birth name should have stayed his name. Taka. Garbage, dirt, or trash. All three applied here.

Scar tried to bite back his tears, but they came anyways. Sobbing, Scar tried not to think about the present situation, but there was nothing else that came to mind. He had to find Nafasi, he had to speak to her at least once more!

"Nafasi! Nafasi… Please!" He called plaintively. Again, no response. Scar started to walk back to Nafasi's den, dragging his tail and his paws in the ground. He had his head bowed, his tears hitting the ground like little raindrops. He knew crying like a cub was very unbecoming, but who was there to see him like this? No one.

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Nafasi's POV

Nafasi watched Scar walk underneath her tree, crying like a cub. She didn't move, staying very, very still on her branch. She hardly even dared to breath.

She had been up in the tree for hours, silently crying, listening to Scar's shouts as he ran through the forest. She didn't know what to do, except to stay where she was. She contemplated what Scar had said, that he had killed his own brother for the throne. A few days before, Scar had told her that there were some lions that simply did horrible things and that they deserved to be put to death. Now, she knew Scar was that type of lion. The Nightmare had been right, it had told her that Scar was hiding something.

And he had been hiding one of the worst things of all.

Oh, what was she going to do?

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Scar's POV

Scar trudged onto the beach that the den stood on. He looked inside, checking to see if by any slim chance, she was there. She wasn't. Sighing, Scar went to the river, to try to distract himself from his plight. As he leaned down to get a drink, the clouds above him thundered, and it started to rain.

"Damnit!" Scar screamed, as he yelled furiously at the sky. "You've got to rain too! What isn't….. What isn't going to go wrong today?" Scar flopped down onto the sand, and covered his face with his paws as he sobbed. All he wanted was one more chance to try to explain to Nafasi. That's all he wanted….

And he wasn't going to get it.

He wasn't even sure he deserved such a chance. The reason Nafasi had ran was because he had done horrible things. And those horrible things were all his fault. He had done them with the intent of carrying out some evil. Sure, he was insane for a majority of the time, but that didn't change the blame. He had done bad things. This was his punishment.

"Nafasi… I'm sorry…. I'm so sorry…. If only… I hadn't done those things… Then maybe….. Maybe this could have had one of those happy endings….." Scar sobbed. Life was horrible, life was terrible. Life was one big mess that never ended well. Not for him. Not since cubhood. Not since his birth. Taka was his curse, and he still had it.

"If only…." Sighed Scar, as he hiccuped out a few more tears. He had caused all this, he had told Nafasi. He was nothing but a screw up.

Wait a minute, there was one other lion who had caused this. One other lion… one other damned lion. Scar stood up, and stared out at the rain. He was frowning, trying to suppress the tears again. Nafasi was gone, but there was still something left unfinished.

"Uraziel!" He shouted. Scar stood perfectly still as the rain kept falling.

"Yes….. What is it?" Came the sneering voice. A cloud of smoke appeared above the river, with Scar's own face leering at him.

"You bastard! Do you know nothing other than the spread of fear?" Shouted Scar.

"My, no need to insult me. This is just my revenge, as promised. I knew I could get you to tell Nafasi. That damned heart of yours forced you to. And now….. The consequences." Shrugged the Nightmare.

"You talk of revenge! You made me hurt Nafasi, you little bitch! And you don't think that that in itself warrants recompense?" Retorted Scar.

"But you can't take revenge on me, I'm a Nightmare. Quite invincible you know." Boasted Uraziel, with a smug expression.

"Hold that thought you ignorant fool. But before I get on with it, answer me this. You Nightmares are dark lions, escapees from dark stars. Your power hinges on the evils you did in life. And when you die, the kings of the past use their light to send you into the most painful exile. You are defeated because their combined light is much stronger than any of your darkness. Well then, here's the question. What if you are attacked by a lion whose darkness is greater than your own?" Said Scar, spitting out the words.

"What? Are you…"

"Yes. You are going to die Uraziel, and I'm going to be the one that sends you to hell!" Yelled Scar.

"You're the ignorant fool! Didn't you listen to me? I am a Nightmare! I am untouchable!"

"This isn't a dream! This is painful, fucking, reality! In your life you only killed one lion, and wronged another! I've killed a lion as well, but I've wronged many dozens! Whatever your darkness is, mine is much, much greater." Said Scar, his scowl turning into a sneer.

"What does it matter if you're right? You idiot, you are repentant! Whatever darkness you have, you have access to none of it. You are no longer the evil lion you once were. You are sorry!"

"AM I?" Screamed Scar. He was breathing heavily, his anger filling him. This damned Nightmare had ruined everything, it had to pay, it would pay! As he got even more furious, he felt that clouded feeling return. He felt that feeling he hadn't felt since Pride Rock.

His insanity was returning.

And he was going to welcome it.

He was going to kill Uraziel.

"Die!" Yelled Scar, as he jumped into the river to get at the Nightmare. Caught by surprise, Uraziel jumped back, in an effort to evade him. Scar lunged, his claws extended.

Uraziel swiped with his own claws, in an attempt to block Scar's attack. He caught Scar's paws in mid-air, and forced him down. Scar fell into the water, stabilizing himself. Uraziel jumped from his cloud of smoke, teeth bared. Scar reared up, and caught him.

Before his foe could react, Scar scratched him on the muzzle.

Uraziel stumbled backwards, disbelief on his face. He put a paw up to the scratched part, feeling it in shock. Uraziel looked at Scar with hatred marking his expression.

"See you bastard? You're not invincible in reality, since you are a creature of dreams." Sneered Scar.

"I'm going to kill you slowly." Vowed the Nightmare, with a scowl on his face.

"We'll see about that. Even though this is the real fucking world, you still are a dark star. And my darkness is much more than yours." Boasted Scar.

"You fool… I'm going to kill you!" Uraziel turned into smoke, and swarmed Scar with it. Scar clawed at the mist, but to no avail. Then, the Nightmare burst out of the smoke, his claws reaching for Scar's throat. Scar swiped at Uraziel, stopping the attack. The two of them grappled with each other, rolling around in the water.

Both of their forelegs were bloody, the water beneath them turning red. Scar snarled at Uraziel, and Uraziel snarled back. Scar dashed toward the Nightmare, getting low for the attack. Uraziel jumped at him, leaping onto Scar's back. Scar flipped, and the Nightmare was thrown off into the water.

Scar swiped at Uraziel's stomach, the unprotected part of a lion's body. With grim satisfaction, Scar felt his claws tear through Uraziel's torso. The Nightmare let out a scream of pain, and Scar swiped with his other leg, tearing through more of the skin. Blood and other bodily fluids gushed out of the gaping wound. Scar sneered, his smile stretching from ear to ear.

Uraziel was gasping, and flopping like a fish. Clearly, he was unused to any sort of pain. Scar chuckled, as he surveyed his own wounds. He had many scratches on his legs, and a few more on his back. One or two of his scar's from the hyenas had reopened. But he could take a little pain. Unlike Uraziel.

"How did you… How… You…." Gasped Uraziel, as the water around him turned red.

"I told you I was stronger than you. And as it turns out, much smarter as well. I guess you were the ignorant fool after all." Said Scar, as he pranced around his fallen foe.

"No… It shouldn't have been possible!" Grunted the Nightmare, as his face turned pale. He was losing blood very fast. All the better.

"My acts were worse than yours. I am much more evil than you ever were. Ahh… This madness. It feels so good to have it back. I don't know what I was thinking, shedding the insanity. I guess everything is relative. Well, goodbye Uraziel. I'll see you in hell, I'm sure."

"Damn you.." Whispered the Nightmare, as the last of him ebbed.

"Don't worry. I've already damned myself!" Yelled Scar gleefully.

Then, as he watched, Uraziel finally bled to death.

"Well, I'm glad he's gone. Although…. I can't seem to remember why I was fighting him the first place." He muttered.

Scar looked around. He was standing in a river, next to Uraziel's corpse. I had no clue where the hell he was, or how he had gotten here. Scar walked out of the water, toward a den at the edge of the river. His last memory had been the hyenas jumping on him at Pride Rock. After that, he couldn't recall a thing, until he found himself swearing at Uraziel, the Nightmare from his cubhood. But where had he been in between those two events?

"Hmmm….. Here's a nice den. I wonder who lived here." Scar muttered to himself, as he entered it. He took a deep breath, checking for scents. His own scent filled his nostrils, as did the scent of a lioness. "Strange, it seems I've been here a lot. I wonder why I can't remember it. Although, there's also a lioness in this vicinity. Maybe I should find her."

Scar walked out of the den, checking out the area around him. He checked for scents again, and the odor of the lioness appeared again.

"Hmmm, a female…. How about that?" Whispered Scar. Some of his wounds were still bleeding. It would be nice to relieve some of the pain. As an added bonus, this lioness seemed like she was alone, wherever she was. No other scents mingled with his and hers. It didn't matter if she didn't want to do it willingly either…. A little force might be required.

A little pleasure… Then maybe he'd dispose of the lioness. Depending on how this went. Scar chuckled to himself as he entered the forest.

Insanity felt good. Scar unsheathed his claws.

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Omigah! In order to kill Uraziel, Scar needed access to his own darkness. And now he's insane again. What's going to happen next? And how's Nafasi going to escape him once he finds her! It's a fanfiction crime to be following a story but not review. Constructive criticism accepted. No Flaming!