I looked up at Fuli and smirked.
"I'm Kion. The son of Scar and Zira. I'm evil." I pushed her off me and jumped on Simba, burying my teeth in his neck.
"Agh!" Simba groaned out of pain.
And then... he stopped breathing.
I looked up at the others, blood running down my jaws.
"Kill the ones that'll resist or want to ran away." I ordered. "Rafiki. Heal the injured Outsiders or I'll kill you."
Rafiki nodded and started healing Vitani, Kovu and the other Outsiders. There was nothing he could do to save Zira or Nuka.
Fuli tackled me to the ground. "What have you done?!"
"Get off me, or I'll kill you!" I yelled at her.
"I don't care! Do it if you have to."
I gave her a big scar on her face and bit her neck. Bunga, Beshte and Ono looked at me in horror.
Mom and dad would be proud. I thought to myself.
"Good job." Vitani walked over to me with a big scar on her right front leg.
"You were great yourself." I smiled.
"I killed Kiara." Kovu told me.
"Good, she's not going to be in my way anymore, and..." I looked at my brother,"... you can be the next king of Pride Rock."
"You mean it?" Kovu smiled.
"Yep."
That night Kovu stood on the top of Pride Rock and roared, as rain poured down from the sky.
I got my revenge. Simba's dead. The Pride Lands are ours.
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The Evil Prince
FanficKion, a young lion and the son of Zira, was taken from his family by Simba's pride when he was just a small cub. Simba took him because he wanted to protect him from Zira, her evil lionesses and, of course, Scar. But why didn't Simba take the other...
