The Lion King III - Part II: What happened the time when Taran was missing

(You won't understand much if you haven't read my first fanfic!)

 

Taran lays down in a cave somewehere in the Outlands.

 

Taran (thinking):

It is a cloudy day.

The sky seems to be covered with clouds all day here in the Outlands.

It was almost a year since I accepted Aren to train me.

At first I was scared, but now...

I somehow feel save.

Being near Aren makes me feel good.

Maybe he isn't that bad.

But was it really a good choice?

I'll be trained to kill Vanar, who took away my place as the king.

On the one hand, I want to become king no matter what.

On the other hand, I kind of liked Vanar.

Without his interfere I surely would have become king.

I bet that they didn't even think of making her queen before that.

It's still morning.

In a few hours he'll get up.

I better go and get something to eat or he'll be angry again.

 

Taran stands up and looks around.

 

Taran (thinking):

There's nothing to eat around here.

How am I supposed to go and find something to eat if there's nothing?

I guess I have o choice but to wander around if something appears...

 

But before he could even do one more step he was stopped by a mighty roar.

Taran turns around, but he don't sees anyone.

 

Taran (thinking):

It's far too early for him to get up, so it can't be him.

But who else could be here in this living hell?

 

His curiosity makes him run towards the roar. He don't needs to wait too long to wait for the next roar. But... This time it's a different one. Quite confused, but still guided by his curiosity and the first unkown roar, he runs to the direction where it came from. He sees it and he suddenly stops. He don't even notices that he almost fall from the elephant skull he was running on. He lays down, trying to hide himself as good as possible, and watches the strange happenings. Vitani stands down there and roars to the sky.

 

Taran (thinking):

Who is that lion?

And what the hell is she doing here...?

 

She keeps roaring at the sky. Some minutes passed. Then Aren appeared.

 

Taran (thinking):

Talking with him can be dangerous. She should be very careful.

 

 

Vitani:

“Where is he?”

 

Aren:

“Who is 'he' supposed to be?”

 

Vitani:

“You know exactly who I'm talking about!

Where is he?”

 

Aren:
“Calm down dear.

I swear I don't know who or what you're talking about.”

 

Vitani:

Don't call me 'dear'.

We're not mates.

 

Aren:

“But we were...”

 

Vitani:

You were the one that had to destroy this love.”

 

Aren:

“I were not.

If you just hadn't adopted that little hairball.”

 

Vitani:
“If I hadn't, he would surely have died!”

 

Aren:
I don't care.

You know I never wanted to have any childs.

But you just adopted him.

You didn't even think of telling me about it.

And worse than that: It was from someone else's blood.”

 

Vitani:
“You never listen to me and you never let me explain my doings.

That was exactly why I left you.”

 

Aren:

“Now go.

We're done here.”

 

Vitani:

“No we're not.

You're still trying to hide him, aren't you?

You shouldn't manipulate him for your horrible plans.”

 

 

Aren:

“This is the last warning.

Go away as long as you can.”

 

Vitani opened her mouth to say something, but then she decided to go.

The endless silence returns. Aren only sits down there at stares to the ground.

Taran slowly walks towards him. He starts talking to him, trying to hide that he was listening to them.

 

Taran:

What's the matter?

You seem to be sad about something.

 

Aren:

“What?

How long have you been around here?”

 

Taran:

“I just arrived.”

 

Aren:

“Good.

It's nothing important.

Now, did you get something to eat for us?”

 

Taran:

“I couldn't find anything.”

 

Aren:

“You're not trying hard enough!”

 

Taran:

“I am!

There was really nothing to eat.”

 

Aren:

If that's true, we'll have to change the place.

 

Taran:

“But where to?

We were almost everywhere in the Outlands and there's nothing left.”

 

Aren:

“That's because they all escape to the Pride Lands.”

 

Taran:

“The Pride Lands?

You mean we...”

 

Aren:

We'll go to a place near the Pride Lands.

 

 

Taran (thinking):

We're going back slowly...

Does that mean that I will have to do it soon?

I'm not ready yet...

 

A few days later, they arrive at the river which separates the Pride Lands and the Outlands.

 

Taran (thinking):

I don't want to do it now...

I'm scared of it.

 

Aren:

Listen, this is the plan:

From time to time one of us will go to the Pride Lands and get something for us to eat.

 

Taran:

That's all?

 

Aren:

Of course.

What did you think of?

 

Taran:

Nothing really...

 

Aren:

“By the way.

Do you know the name 'scar'?”

 

Taran:

My father told me about him.

 

Aren:

So...

And what did he tell you?

 

Taran:

That scar had killed king Mufasa to take over the throne and that he tried to kill Simba.

 

Aren:

So, did he tell you anything about his good sites, too?

 

Taran:

No, nothing.

 

Aren:

There wasn't only the 'king' scar.

There were also the good and friendly scar that only his closest familiar ones knew about.

 

Taran:

And you were one of them?

 

 

 

Aren:

Yes.

 

Taran:

So he wasn't really as bad as they all say?

 

Aren:

Exactly.

 

Taran:

But my father told me that there was a darkness in scar that he couldn't escape .

 

Aren:

There's darkness in us all.

Only a few learn to control it.

It can make you stronger.

 

Taran:

What if I can't control it?

Will I be killed by it like him?

 

Aren:

It didn't kill him.

The one who killed him was Simba.

 

Taran:

But wasn't it the hyenas who killed him?

 

Aren:

If Simba hadn't thrown Scar off the Pride Rock they wouldn't have had any chance to do so.

 

Taran:

Oh...

 

Aren:

It's getting late.

Let's find a good place to rest.

 

Some minutes later. Aren is sleeping.

 

Taran (thinking):

Everything they told me seems to form into one giant lie...

I want to know who told me the whole truth.

 

At the next morning, Taran wakes up next to a big pile of food.

 

Aren:

You slept long for a rather long time today.

 

Taran:

Why didn't you wake me up then?

 

 

Aren:

I had something to do.

And tomorrow it's your turn.

 

Taran:

But I don't know how to.

I've never been on a hunt!

 

Aren:

Then it's really time for you.

Okay, tomorrow I'll come with you for a hunting lesson.

 

Taran:

But isn't that risky?

What if they see us?

 

Aren:

They won't if we do it right.

 

Taran:

I'm still not sure about this.

 

Aren:

Taran, don't you trust me?

 

Taran:

I do!

But...

 

Taran (thinking):

It's still risky...

 

Taran don't feels better when he wakes up at the next morning.

 

Taran (thinking):

Now I can't turn back.

I'll have to go there no matter what.

It's crazy to do it just for a hunting lesson.

But I have no choice.

It's more dangerous to go out on a hunt if you don't know how to...

 

After crossing the river they start the hunting lesson.

Taran is playing with a bug.

Aren sits down next to him.

The bug escapes from Taran.

 

Aren:

What are you doing? Don't let it go.

 

Taran:

That's what I were trying to do.

But it escapes everytime.

 

Aren:

You'll never get the hang of it if you try it that way.

 

Taran:

Really?

Why not?

 

Aren:

You're too slow.

And you don't hit it hard enough.

 

Taran:

But I don't want to hurt it.

 

Aren grabs the bug and holds it down.

 

Aren:

This is how you should do it.

 

Taran:

No, it will get hurt.

 

Aren:

...Who knows.

 

He let's go of the bug.

The bug flies away quickly.

 

Taran:

It's not hurt?

How did you do that?

 

Aren:

I hit it, I held it down, but I didn't hurt it. It's easy once you know how to. Don't hurt it too soft nor too hard.

 

Taran tries to catch another bug that comes along, he hits it softly and holds it down.

 

Taran:

Yeah, I did it!

 

Aren:

You're a fast learner.

I'm proud of you.

That way you'll surely become king.

 

Taran:

By the way...

Is this really the only way?

 

 

Aren:

Yes.

You'll have to do it if you want to be king.

 

Taran:

So...

I guess I have no choice...?

 

Aren:

...Exactly.

 

Taran let's go of the bug and watches as it flies away.

 

Taran (thinking):

You're not like me.

You're now free little bug.

Enjoy it as long as you can.

 

Aren:

This is all for today.

Let's go back.

 

Taran:

Okay.

Just one more second...

 

Aren:

I'll be waiting over there.

 

Taran looks at the Pride Rock.

 

Taran (thinking):

I wonder what they're doing at the moment...

Do they miss me?

Or did the just forget me...?

 

He then follows Aren back to the Outlands.

Sadly he lies down immediately, trying to sleep and to forget his thoughts.

Aren sits down next to him.

 

Aren:

“What's the matter?

Do you still miss your family?”

 

Taran:

“Maybe...”

 

Aren:

Don't worry.

You'll see all of them again soon.

You're almost ready.

 

 

Taran:

Really?

 

Aren:

Yes.

Look at your reflection in the water.

You've been growing up well.

Your body is now strong enough.

 

Taran (thinking):

Maybe my body is...

But my soul is not.

 

Aren:

I thought this would cheer you up, but it just made you look more sadly than before.

 

Taran:

It's just...

I'm not sure if I can do it anymore.

 

Aren:

Don't betray me now young prince.

 

Taran:

I'm sorry.

I just don't feel strong enough careless whether my body is or not.

 

Aren:

All the training will be meaningless if your soul is not willing to do it.

...Remember. He stole your place as king.

 

Taran (thinking):

That's right.

That little termite...

I'll kill him.

 

On the next day Taran is out on a hunt, alone.

But there don't seem to be any animals around.

He notices that all animals are gathering at Pride Rock.

 

Taran (thinking):

What's going on there?

 

He comes closer to the Pride Rock.

He hides somewhere near and watches the happenings.

An old ape is climbing up the Pride Rock.

On top of it stand Nama and Vanar.

 

Taran (thinking):

No.

Don't tell me.

 

The ape arrives at the top of the rock and talks to them.

Taran (thinking):

I'm too far away to hear what they say.

But I can't get any closer or the may see me.

 

The ape holds his staff up and shakes it.

The animals are cheering.

The lions and lionesses roar.

 

Taran (thinking):

Just as I thought.

That termite married her...

I'll get you soon.

Enjoy your last days!

 

Three days later.

 

Aren:

Now tell me...

Do you want to be king?

 

Taran:

Yes.

 

Aren:

Do you want me to arrange that for you?

 

Taran:

Yes.

 

Aren:

And what do you have to do for me in return?

 

Taran:

I'll kill Vanar.

 

Aren:

“Now you're ready.

Go back to the Pride Lands.

And don't forget about the plan...”

 

Taran (thinking):

It's time.

I were afraid of facing that day.

But now...

 

Taran runs towards the Pride Lands.

As he almost arrives at Pride Rock he finds Vanar.

Vanar gives Nama a hunting lesson.

 

Accidentally Taran makes a loud noise.

Nama jumps into the high grass where Taran is still hiding.

Before he couldn't even think of running away she hit him and they roll over a few times before Taran pins her to the ground.

He wanted to be as serious as possible if they should meet again, but he can't hide his happiness: He's smiling.

 

(For the rest of this story read the first fanfic!)