The Lion King/Guard : Survive from Death

Part 17 - The Battle for the Tree of Life: Confronting Scar and Cheka

Kion, Simba, Kovu, and Baliyo raced towards the Tree of Life with swift steps, their paws pounding against the ground. The urgency in their movements was palpable as they traversed the distance, their bodies fueled by determination and a sense of duty. Five minutes passed in a blur, and finally, they arrived at their destination—the Tree of Life. They halted abruptly, their eyes surveying the desolate and bleak landscape that surrounded them.

Kovu's gaze swept across the area, his eyes filled with a mix of nostalgia and sorrow. "This place... I remember it as a land of beauty when I attended your wedding with Rani," he spoke, his voice tinged with sadness, his paw tracing the outline of a fallen leaf on the barren ground.

The Tree of Life, once a vibrant hub of life, now stood as a testament to the devastation that had befallen it. The drought had ravaged the land, forcing the resident animals to migrate in search of sustenance and shelter. The once-lush green grass had withered away, leaving behind a lifeless brown expanse.

But it wasn't just the surrounding landscape that had suffered. The Tree of Life itself exhibited signs of weakness and decay. Leaves cascaded from its branches, carried away by the faintest breeze, while deep cracks marred the once-smooth walls within. The very survival of the Tree now relied on the efforts of Kion, Simba, Kovu, and Baliyo.

Their expressions hardened with determination as they stood before the Tree, their eyes fixed on the remnants of what was once a majestic symbol of life and hope.

"Cheka! Show yourself!" Kion's voice reverberated through the air, his tone a mixture of defiance and resolve.

In response, a radiant green light emanated from within the Tree, accompanied by a powerful gust of wind that swept over them, nearly knocking them off their paws.

"What in the world?!" Kovu exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment, his mane ruffled by the forceful wind.

Simba, steadying himself with Kion's assistance, reassured Kovu, "I'm alright, Kovu. It seems we have more than just Scar to contend with now."

Baliyo, his fur rustling in the wind, tried to make sense of the situation. "That light... it was green. What could it mean?"

As the wind subsided, a loud crack echoed from within the Tree, followed by a deafening explosion. The Tree of Life disintegrated before their eyes, reduced to a mere piece of wood, scattered remnants carried away by the wind.

"No!" Kion's eyes widened in shock and grief as he witnessed the destruction of his second home, his voice filled with despair and anger.

Confusion and concern filled the hearts of Bunga and the guard as they heard the explosion from the direction of the Tree of Life. Without hesitation, they rushed towards the source, their minds racing with worry and determination.

From the wreckage emerged a lion, surrounded by a pulsating green aura. His eyes glowed with an eerie hue, triggering a sense of recognition within Kion's mind.

"It can't be... Scar!" Kion's voice quivered with disbelief, his eyes fixed upon the dark brown lion who had once plagued their lives.

"Well, well, well, hello, Kion. We meet again after all these years. And look, you finally have a mane," Scar sneered, a smirk curling his lips, his voice laced with venom.

Cheka materialized beside Scar, the mark of an evil black lion prominent on his left arm, a testament to his allegiance.

Simba, his heart aching with anger and protectiveness, growled, "What do you want, Scar?! You've already torn my family apart, and now you seek to destroy my son's family too! Don't think it will be so easy!"