Villains

Scar (2)

"You really don't know what you're doing here, do you, Sentwaki?" Mufasa scoffed. Of course. His brother. The goddamned eldest. Sentwaki frowned in confusion. "I'll give you a hint. It involves a lot of blood and a lot of screaming." Mufasa cackled.

Sentwaki sighed and looked Mufasa in the eye, trying to ignore his painstakingly resemblance to his father, "But I thought Mother and Father trusted you. I trusted you.. well at least I did. Kind of."

Mufasa gave a menacing laugh again, "Oh dear brother. Brother, powerful people tell powerful lies. Now.. where was I up to?" Mufasa turned behind him and carefully closed the cave door just a little bit with a bit of the rock.

It was hard to move and Sentwaki knew that from his mother telling him constantly to do it and let Mufasa sleep which always pissed him off the most. Mufasa reached next to him with a furry claw and took a large bone sharpened into a kind of knife or something. "I'm going to teach you this.. and you'll never forget it. That I am the worthy King and I always will be. You'll be the pathetic prince, you'll always be. FOREVER!" Mufasa roared.

"Heavens.." Sentwaki whimpered. Sure, he loved being the best and making his brother seem useless but this just did it. This pissed him off more than anything. This was two of the things that pissed him off with the top priority.

1. Being 'second best' to his brother.
2. Disrespect. And this was just annoying now. Mufasa twirled the knife in his nimble paws, staring hungrily with pure black evil in his eyes at Sentwaki who was just able to even face his brother right now. He would've gone to his parents right now or even done something to get rid of his brother. "You want to know what pain tastes like? Sentwaki... I'll show you." Mufasa advanced towards Sentwaki, who was unable to move with something like a ravenous hunger in his gaze. "It's not bitter, Sentwaki, as you would expect. Nor is it sour or hot. No.. pain is sweet."

"It's an explosion of pop rocks on your tongue. The way it burns your throat. Yes, pain is very sweet. And I'm about to show you just how much." Mufasa snarled and then suddenly dropped the knife to only shove it away. Sentwaki froze. It was to scare him. To make him less comfortable in fighting back. Instead, whilst Sentwaki was distracted, Mufasa snarled and swiped his face harshly with his claws leaving a huge bloody mark on his eye.

Sentwaki roared with pain. And the next morning he didn't remember anything, except he wasn't Sentwaki any more. He wasn't the unfortunate cub he'd always succumbed to being.

He had a new name.

And it was..

Scar.