Here's my second fanfic, based on what could of possibly happened after Simba reclaimed the throne. Sorry if there's any typos! =^-^= Promised Revenge by: Soraya Simba ascended the precipice of Pride Rock, the first step unsure, and each after it grew more and more confident. He reached the edge of the precipice, and looked into the sky, as if hearing some voice only he could hear. The rain dripped down from his golden brown fur and red brown mane. Simba looked out on the savannah, and at his pride members. He let out a mighty roar, and the lionesses joined in, and roaring in unison. The king had returned. Zira padded quietly away from the roaring lionesses. After she was out of sight, she ran to the back of Pride Rock. She looked at the jagged cliffs above and picked out the one Simba and Scar had had their final battle on. Her eyes quickly fell to the ground below. A dark brown furry mass was surrounded by hunger-crazed hyenas. She ran over to it growling and snarling. Shenzi looked up, blood on her jaws. Her eyes widened when she saw the enraged lioness charging her. "Whoa! I'm getting outta here! Save your tails my furry comrades!" Most of the hyenas got the message and scampered off. A few of the more stubborn and foolish hyenas wouldn't budge. Zira came to a stop and the hyenas growled at her. Zira held out a paw and hit one across the face, leaving four bleeding marks across its muzzle, and caught another full in the belly, which sent it flying, and it hit the rock, its unconscious body slipping limply to the ground. The remaining hyenas suddenly had a change of heart and decided that a meal wasn't worth dealing with and angry lioness. They scampered away, leaving Zira with the battered body of Scar. "Oh Scar..." She looked at Scar sadly, who's pelt was covered with teeth and claw marks, and two of his legs twisted at angles that were not possible without a bone being broken. "Zira? Is...that you?" Zira crouched beside Scar's head so she could hear Scar's fading voice. "Yes Scar, I'm here." She said softly, and began licking Scar's wounds. Scar smiled weakly. "Zira..." Zira listened intently. "Zira...my heir...to the kingdom..." "Yes, your heir, Nuka." "No, not Nuka..." Scar said as loudly as he could, and shifted his half dead body, which made him wince in pain. "unborn cub..." Zira knew Scar's time was coming. "Yes Scar. What unborn cub?" "Last cub...born.......in...Pridelands...one....my.......followers........" With the last of his strength Scar put his paw on Zira's, and gently licked her on the cheek. He sank back to the ground. Zira put her paw under Scar's muzzle as he looked up at her. His eyes closed for the last time, and his head fell limply to the side. Zira gently let his black-maned head fall to the ground. Scar, the former king, was dead. Zira sank to the ground and started to cry. ********** Simba was worried. Zira actually seemed to be accepting him as king. That scared him....she had been on Scar's side, in the final battle, she had fought alongside Scar and the hyenas, as well as the other lionesses that followed Scar. Zira should of tried to avenge Scar by taking the throne. But she hadn't. Simba's thoughts were interrupted by Zira, who was walking past. "Hello Simba." she said as she grinned. That grin and greeting sent shivers down Simba's spine. Zira descended Pride Rock. Simba sighed. He watched as Zira disappeared out of sight. "I guess everyone deserves a second chance..." Simba thought. He padded into the cave to spend some time talking to Nala about what had happened since he had been gone. ********** Zira saw Simba walk wearily into the cave. She sped off to the cave that was formerly Scar's dwelling. The lionesses that were loyal to Scar sat in the cave, some on ledges, some on the floor. Zira's son Nuka was sniffing a crack in the wall that was presumably the dwelling of a mouse. Little Vitani was sitting in the corner, gnawing on a bone, growling. Zira made her way up the walkway the lionesses had cleared for her and leaped up on a ledge. "Scar is dead! Simba killed him!" "But didn't the hyenas kill him?" Zira glared at Nuka, who recoiled in fright. "Uh...ok...he he..." "We must avenge Scar! Simba must die!" The lionesses roared in an angry reply. "Tomorrow, we attack Simba, and take the throne!" Zira growled angrily. ********** Simba awoke, the sun shining in the cave, and warming his golden-brown pelt. He got up, stretched, and yawned. He was careful not to wake the lionesses as he walked out of the cave, and up the ledge of Pride Rock. Simba surveyed his kingdom, the glow of the sun touching almost everything he could see. He heard a faint growling, and turned around. Zira walked towards him like he was a wounded gazelle, easy prey. Terror filled his heart. "Hello Simba!" she said in a throaty growl. Zira pounced. Simba roared as Zira knocked him over. Simba got up and swiped his paw across Zira's face. She roared in pain and went for Simba's throat, but missed. Zira's lionesses began to close in as Simba and Zira fought. He was no match for all of them. ********** Nala sensed danger as she awoke. She quickly woke up the other lionesses when she heard the sounds of battle outside the cave. They all rushed to Simba's aid. Simba was hanging onto the side of Pride Rock, his claws digging into the rock, holding on for his life. Zira was walking slowly to the edge, grinning evilly. She came to the edge. "You might of killed Scar, but his memory will live in us, his followers!" She dug her claws into Simba's paws, and he roared in pain. Suddenly, a beige streak knocked Zira aside. Simba pulled himself up with the help of one of the lionesses, and saw that Nala had pinned Zira to the ground. She had her face half a foot away from Zira's, and was growling fiercely. Simba looked around, and saw that Zira's lionesses had been horribly. They had little fighting skill, and had claw marks all over their pelts, bleeding, while Nala and Simba's lionesses were practically unscathed. Simba walked over to Nala, and she let Zira up. Several lionesses from Simba's pride stood nearby growling fiercely at Zira, daring her to try something. Simba looked at Zira sternly. "Zira, your behavior is unacceptable. I am king. Scar is dead." Zira glared at him. "Because of you!" Simba looked uneasy for a moment, then regained his regal composure. "I have no choice. You, you lionesses, and your cubs are exiled to the Outlands." Zira's mouth gaped wide open for a few seconds, then closed. "As you wish, Simba." Zira got up. Nala glared at her, and then her lionesses. Zira and the lionesses descended Pride Rock. One was having trouble standing, and she looked like she was going to faint. Nala walked over to her. "Help me...please..." The lioness looked at Nala, and Nala knew what was happening. Simba looked at her questioningly. "Simba, she's having a cub. We can't make her leave." "But Zira..." Nala turned her head, and glared at Simba. "Ok, ok...Zira and her followers can stay for one more day." Simba looked at Zira. "I want you out of the Pridelands by the time the sun has reached its highest tomorrow." Nala and Zira helped the lioness into the cave. ********** Zira and Nala watched over the lioness. A few hours after the battle had taken place, the lioness had given birth to a dark-coated male cub. "We should go." said Nala. "I will, in a few minutes." Nala walked out of the cave, and Zira looked at the lioness on the floor, her eyes gleaming, her mouth in a twisted smile. The lioness on the floor looked at her in wide-eyed fear. Zira pushed the cub away from its mother. The lioness tried to get up, growling at Zira. "Leave him alone Zira." Zira glared at her and locked her jaws around the lioness' throat. The lioness was too weak to fight, and so her eyes clouded over, and her breathing became labored. When the lioness had stopped breathing, Zira let her limp body fall to the ground. She couldn't let anyone get in the way of the future king, Scar's heir. The lioness was a loose end, that had to be tied up. That was taken care of. Zira picked the cub up in her mouth, dropped it in a corner, and covered it with rotting leaves to mask its scent. "Nala, come quickly!" Nala came running into the cave and saw the lioness' limp body on the floor of the cave, and no sign of the cub. "What happened?" Zira let her head fall, in pretended sadness. "The cub died at few minutes after you left. She ate the cub, then she herself died of her wounds." Nala's head fell, and she walked out of the cave. "My lionesses and I will leave now..." she called after Nala. After she was out of sight, Zira picked the cub up in her jaws and joined the rest of the lionesses. They all started walking away from the Pride Rock and the Pridelands, and into exile. Zira was thinking the whole time of revenge, when the grass turned to dry and barren dirt, and when they crossed the log into the Outlands. Simba watched the whole time from Pride Rock as they disappeared on the horizon. The end Let me know what ya think! 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