Wild Legends: Rise of a New Force

Chapter Twenty

Happy Holidays to all of you.

Thank you for supporting this story. I apologize for the sudden hiatus. My mind had made up to make the history of Simba's encounter with humans.

There will be more secrets coming. And here's one.

Take this as a gift.

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   The blood-red moon shined over the darkened Pride Lands as thousands and thousands of those ravage creatures continued to swarm, in land and on air. They left no signs of life in the land and showed no mercy.

   Everywhere has become nothing but fire and ashes of what used to be a beautiful and peaceful savannah. All the trees have withered and charred, the once pristine waters of all the water sources either dried up or tainted black, and bodies of the once living scattered dead all around.

   On top of the burning Pride Rock stood a  figure hindered by the clouds of smoke and ashes, cackling darkly and victoriously in its achievements as the Pride Lands fall into its knees.

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   Kiara gasped in awakening and frantically looked around her.

   She's inside her families den. Her parents, her brother, her mate, her sister-in-law...

   They're all here. All peacefully asleep, all here. She breathe in and calmingly breathe out, then stood up and sneaked her way towards outside.

   The cold crisp of the night brushed gently to her face as she looked over the ledge. There are no sights of those creatures, no fire, none of what she thought. All there is are the silence of the slumbering savannah. It helped her ease up from the nightmare.

   'Was that a just nightmare, though?' she thought, feeling it was more than that.

   "It's more than that, young princess,"

   Kiara turned her head quickly in surprise by the unexpected voice and didn't expect to see a ghostly figure beside her. The figure is surrounded with a natural white glow, wearing some kind of robe with long sleeves that hindered its entire body. A mask that covered all but its eyes while its long hair levitates behind it. Looking down at the figure, Kiara saw that it was floating.

   "Kiara of the Pride Lands,"

   The lioness looked up in response. Now that she noticed, the figure sounded like a male than a female.

   "A great danger is coming as you have foreseen," he said to her. "The only ones who can stop her, the Shadow Mistress, are those we called The Legends. If all fails, her reign will befall over the whole world,"

   "But why are you telling me this? And who are you?" Kiara asked.

   "In time, princess, you will find out soon enough," the entity said to her. "Keep your senses open, princess,"

   As he said that, the figure faded until there was nothing there. Kiara, now alone on her own, could only express in shock from it.

   From a far distant, hidden within the shadows that were untouched by the moonlight, four figures watched everything from afar. Three of them were a known trio while the fourth was once controlled by his own darkness.