"THE LION KING: CHAOS"
             BY, RYAN MARKEY
              
                 PROLOGUE
    Ian Malcolm walked down the vally, lost.
He walked for miles, cursing at imself for
wearing all black under such a hot sun, and
then wondering off away from Sarah Harding's
camp.  Then, without paying atention, he
sliped down a hill, and hit his head on a rock.
               CHAPTER ONE
             THE CHAOS LAW
    Simba looked out at his kingdom from atop
Pride Rock.  He'd say it was about 3:00 PM.
He looked at his kingdom once more, and 
nothing had changed.  Everything was like
it always was.  Then, he saw Zazu flying
twords him.  Zazu landed in front of him, and
bowed.  "Yes, Zazu?" Simba asked.  "What
seems to be the problem?"
    "Well sire," Zazu replied, "We found a....
human."
    "A what?"
    "A human, sire."
    "A human?  Here?  How?"
    "I don't know sire.  He's passed out for
the meantime.  I think he fell."
    "Where is he?"
    "Well, we put him in a cave untill we got 
orders from you."
    "Does he look Dangerous?"
    "No, not really."
    "Hmm.  I'll take a look at him.  Show
where he is."
    "Yes sire," Zazu said, flying away.
    
    "He's coming about," Nala said.  Nala,
Simba, Zazu, Timone, and Pumba all 
stood around Ian as he began to wake.
    "Oh, %*@#," Ian cursed, feeling his head.
He looked up.  
    "Can he hear us?" Simba asked Zazu.
    "What the *@%#?" Ian cursed agin.  
    "You can hear us?" Zazu asked.
    "I'm dead, aren't I?  Is that it?  Don't tell
me death is like Disney or anything, Or did 
I just opened the door to Narnia?"
    "You can hear us!" Zazu exclaimed.
    "What does it look like?  I'm dreaming.
Just give me a minute, and I'll wake up."
Ian leaned to his left, eyes opened.
    "Zazu?" Simba asked.  "How can he 
hear us?"
    "I don't know sire," Zazu said.  "I think it was 
fall.  Maybe he hit his head, and damaged his
abilities."
    "I sure do hope so," Ian said.
    They looked at him agin.  "Well, what do we 
do with him?"
    "Kill me," Ian said.  "Oh, ya, I'm already dead."
    "Look," Simba said. "Keep him here and let him
rest.  We'll figure out everything later.
    "Oh #&$*!" Ian said.
    "What?" Simba asked.  "What's wrong?"
    "I'm not dreaming.  It's chaos having it's 
sweet revenge on me, isn't it?"
    "Chaos?" Simba asked.
    "I'll explain later.  Could someone
get this weasel away from my face," he 
yelled at Timone who was standing infront of him.
    "I'm a meerkat," Timone said.
    "What ever, just go away, would ya?" Ian
moaned, and closed his eyes.
    
    Five minutes later, Ian awoke, and found
Sarabi sitting infront of him.  "It wasn't a dream
was it?"
    "I'm afraid not," she said.
    "Please say you're going to kill me."
    "Of course not."
    "My luck," he said, getting up.  He felt
his head and moaned.  "Ohh, what a 
headake."
    "Is there anything I can do?" Sarabi asked.
    "You know, you're not like those other 
lions, are you?"
    "Well, we're all most the same."
    "Uh-hu."  Ian looked around, and went
outside.  He took in a breath of fresh 
air, then looked at Simba on top of
Pride Rock.  "Could you tell me why
everyone calls that guy "sire".
    "He's the king."
    "The king?  Of what?"
    "Of the Pridelands, of course."
    Ian walked further out, and saw a huge
clearing.  "The king of all this?  There 
really is a king of the jungle?"
    "I sopose."
    "And who are you?"
    "I am his mother."
    Ian looked at Simba, and then at
Serabi, then he shook his head.
"If only Sarah could be in my shoes," he
said.  "She'd be getting a kick out of all
this.  Too bad I can't tell her about
this."
    "Why can't you?" Serabi asked, puzzled.
    "She'd think I'm nuts, or think I'm 
jokeing.  In other words, she wouldn't belive 
me."
    "Why don't you try?"
    "If I get out of here, I will.  She still
won't belive me, I know it.  Ian looked
at Simba agin.  "Could ya tell me what he's
doing up there?"
    "Oh, just looking over the kingdom
like his father used to do."
    "If you're his mother, where's his father?"
    "His father, Mufasa, was killed."
    Ian looked at the ground, and then back at
her.  "I'm sorry."  She shook her head.  "You
know, we never did introduce ourselves."
    "My name is Serabi."
    "I'm Ian Malcolm."  He smiled.  "Pleased 
to meet you."
    She smiled, and noded.

    "It's the element of chaos that broght
me here," Ian said, sneeking up on Simba.
    "What is chaos?" Simba asked. 
    "When a butterfly flaps it's wings in china,"
Ian said with a smile, "Africa gets rain.  That's
chaos."
    "I still don't get it."
    "One action leads to another, creating a 
chain of reactions.  Say, I brush my teeth
in the morning.  That leads to how I can't
taste my cereal.  Understand?"
    "I, think so," Simba said with a confused
look.  
    "My name's Ian Malcolm."
    "Mine's Simba."
    "King, King Simba, don't you mean?"
    "You can call me Simba."
    "Well, Simba, it's good to know you."
    "Likewise."
    "Well, you wouldn't know the way back to
mankind, would you?"
    "Sorry."
    "Didn't think so."
    "SIRE!  SIRE!" Zazu yelled.
    "Zazu?  What is it?"
    "A herd of hyenas are attacking!"
    "Where?"
    "The west wing!"
    "There goes chaos," Ian said.  Zazu gave 
him a confused look.
    "Tell them I'm on my way."
    "Yes sire."
                 TO BE CONTINUED

THE LION KING: CHAOS
    BY, RYAN MARKEY 
     CHAPTER  TWO
              GRANT
    Dr. Grant stood on the deck
of the boat, looking at the coast
of Congo.  He was asked to join
Sarah Harding on an expidition.
He knew Harding from when he
was in school.  They had only
met but for just a few times.  
He told her how he'd always
like to Africa.  She was giving
him a favor.  He was
also told that Malcolm would be
there.  Ian Malcolm.  Grant 
remembered when he and 
Malcolm first met.  It was about
six or seven years ago, on an
island off the coast of Costa
Rica.  Isla Nublar.  He had
heard that Malcolm was on an
island just north of that earlier
with Harding, but he forgot the 
name.  Isla sor, sorn,
somthing.  What was he doing
there, Grant wondered.  Grant
probably didn't want to know.
Then, some one yelled,
"HOLE!"  The boat sarted to
go down.

    The fight went on for a long
while.  Finaly, the lions won.
"What was that all about," 
Simba asked himself.  Zazu
heard him.
    "Maybe it's the human," 
Zazu sugested.
    "Forget it, Zazu," Simba 
said angrily.  "I'm not geting
rid of him."
    "But, sire, you must.  He
could be dangerous."
    "He could die out there in
the wilderness, and you 
know how I am about people
dieing."
    "Of course, sire."

    Grant awoke to find 
himself on a beach.  He 
looked around for anyone that
could help him, but there 
seemed to be none.  He 
started walking.
    
    "Well," Malcolm asked,
"what happened?"
    "We won," Simba said.
    "Uhhh," Malcolm started,
"you wouldn't be at war with
these hyenas, would you?"
    "Yes, of course," Simba
said.
    "Yes, of course," Malcolm
repeated.  "They can talk, 
why can't they have a 
goverment?"
    "A what?" Zazu asked.
    "Nothing, uh...."
    Zazu looked confused.
    "Uhhhh...." Malcolm
repeated.  Zazu had no
idea what he was doing. 
"What's your name?"
    "Oh, Zazu."
    "Zazu, heh?  Well,
my name's Malcolm,
Ian Malcolm."  He saw
Nala comeing.  "That 
must be Money Penny."
Everyone looked at him.
"Forget it."
    "Simba," Nala started.
    "Nala," Simba interupted,
"this is Ian Malcolm."
    "Hello, I'm Nala," She
said to Ian.
    "Hello," Ian said.
    "Simba, I can't be fore
sure, but, I think I saw
another human.
THE LION KING: CHAOS
    BY, RYAN MARKEY
    CHAPTER THREE
   GRANT AND MALCOLM
    Malcolm looked at Simba,
then at Zazu.  "are they male
or female?" Malcolm asked 
Zazu.
    "I don't know," he replied.
"I think male."
    "Male?" Malcolm replied
surprised. 

    Simba, Zazu, and Malcolm 
went down to where Nala saw
the human drinking.  
Malcolm looked.  "Grant?" he
asked himself.  "Alan Grant?"
    "You know him?" Simba
asked.
    "Used to.  We only met
once at that %#$ awful 
island, Isla Nublar.  But what's
he doing here?"
    "Maybe chaos," Simba
sugested.
    They started walking.  "Uh,
guys, I don't know about this,
but maybe I should go first.
    "Good thinking," Simba said.
Malcolm walked on.

    "Dr. Alan Grant?" Malcolm 
called out.  Grant turned to see
Malcolm.
    "Ian Malcolm?  What are you
doing here?"
    "Oh, you know, chaos.  Do 
know where we should go to
get back to Sarah's camp?"
    "No, but there is a map in my
bag."  He reached in, and pulled
out a map.  "Alrite, we are here."
    "How do you know that?"
    "I've been falowing this map, I
know where we are.  Do you have
a gun?"
    "No."
    "How did you get past the
animals?  They're dangerous
around here."
    "Do you want to make a bet?"
Ian smiled.  "Simba, Zazu, It's
alrite," he called.  Grant saw a
lion and a bird coming towords
them.  He pulled out a gun.
    "No, Grant!  It's alrite.  They're
here to help."
    "What do you mean?"
    "While walking up here, I 
triped and hit my head on a rock.
My hearing abilitys wher, I guess
you could say, damaged.  I could
understand what they wher saying.
I could comunicate with them."
    "What?  Is this some kind of 
joke?"
    "No, watch.  Uh, Zazu, fly 
around my head twice."
    "What?" Zazu asked.  All Grant
could here was whistleing.
"Why?"
    "So I can prove that you can
hear me.  Just do it, please?"
    Grant saw Zazu's eyes roll back
as he flew around Malcolm's head
twice.  Grant stood there, silent.
"How...."
    "Chaos," Malcolm said.  That's
how.  Come on, I have somthing to
show you."
THE LION KING: CHAOS
BY, RYAN MARKEY
          PART TWO
 
FIRST CONFIGURATION
"What leads to the rise and 
decline of earth's species?
Could it be that we are all
conected in some way?"
                        -Ian Malcolm
CHAPTER FOUR
    Ian Malcolm looked
at Grant's map.  "Uh,"
he started, "are you sure 
we're here?"
    "I'm pretty sure of it."
    "Pretty sure?  You
should know."
    Grant looked at 
angrily.  "I know."
    Ian smiled, and shook 
his head.  Then he walked
over to Simba.  "It was
fun," he said.
    "We must do this agin,"
Simba said, and smiled.
    Malcolm bowed, smiled,
and began walking away.

    Kika (Simba's son) was
playing with haka (another
lion cub).  They wher running
around when they heard a
noise.  A hyena walked out
from the bushes, smileing,
drooling.  "Lunch," he said.
Both of the cubs screamed,
but they wher traped.  The
hyena pouched down, then....
BANG!
    The hyena fell over, dead.
Malcolm came out of the
bushes with a gun in his
hand.  "Are you kids alrite?"
The two cubs shook their heads.
"Good," Malcolm said.  "We
need to get you two home.
Come on."
THE LION KING: CHAOS
CHAPTER FIVE
       HARDING
  BY RYAN MARKEY
    Grant fallowed the map
to northern Africa.  He 
used the Sun and moon
as his compass.  He was
looking for a small vilage
named Klerka.  Just a
kilometer north of
that would be Harding's
camp.  Then, they could
get a helocopter and fly
Malcolm out of there.  
Grant was afraid to try
to get Malcolm out of
the Pridelands thogh.
After all, Malcolm liked
it there.  He had met
animals he called his 
freinds.  Well, Grant
thoght, maybe I need to
get out of here to.  I think
I'm loosing it.

    "Ian," Simba said, "I
thoght you had left for
your home."
    "You know," Ian 
started.
    "Chaos, rite?" Simba
interupted.  "Thank you
for saveing my son's
life."
    "Do you understand
the element of Chaos
now?  I got lost in the
dessert, and that action
caused me to save your
son.  Every action leads
to another reaction...."
    "Forming a chain of
reactions, I think I've
figured it out."
    "Very good," Ian said.

    Grant walked up to the
small camp.  "Sarah?"
he called out.
    Harding steped out of
one tents.  "Alan?"
she asked.
    "Sarah, I know where
Ian is."
    "What?"
    "I've found him.  He got
lost, and ended up just 
south east of here."
    "Is he alrite?  There's a
huge pride of lions south."
    "I know, that's where he's
at."
    "What?  Are you o'k Alen?"
    "Sarah, look, I know you're
not going to belive me when
I tell you this, but...." Harding
looked at Grant with a curios
look.  "He fell, hit his head
on a rock, damaged his
hearing abilities, and can now
communicate with animals."
    "What?" she asked wide-
eyed.
    "I am telling the truth.  Now,
we've got to get a helocopter
down there rite now."
    "Sorry Alen, but no 
helocopters are going anywhere.
    "Why not?"
    "Look up."
    That he did, and saw storm 
clouds.  "Oh great," he
sighed.
THE LION KING:CHAOS
   CHAPTER  SIX
 ISLA SORNA REMEMBERED

    "Sir," Zazu said after the
storm.  "We've found a skeleton
of some sort of lizard."
    "Of what?" Malcolm asked.
    "A lizard," Zazu repeated.
    "Is it big?"
    "Well, the same size as you
or Simba."
    Malcolm took a deep breath.
"Where is it?"

    Zazu took them to where
the skeleton was.  Malcolm 
looked carefully.  There was still 
skin on it, but barely any.  
Malcolm looked at Simba. 
"We're going to have to burn it,"
he said.
    "What?" Zazu asked suprised.
    "Just do it!"

    They lit the skeleton on fire.
Malcolm knew what it was the 
at the first glance.  He had seen
his fare share of raptor skeletons.
But what was it doing here?  The
storm was strong, but not strong
enoph to wash a skeleton all the
way from Costa Rica to the 
shores of eastern Africa.  Then,
Malcolm thoght a little.  He 
remembered back just before
going to Isla Sorna Levine telling
him something about large 
animals being sighted in 
Congo.  They wher very near
Congo rite now.  Oh no, Malcolm
thoght to himself.  Another?