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13: Long Live The King

"As it turns out, the king was not evil. He was actually the hero. He didn't kill his wife, he tried to save her, and his brother who supposedly drown, but his body was never found. And not only that, but he will be coming back to the throne in three days."

This statement was on the news, and all of the Harrison's, Nicole, and the masked man knew it wasn't right. The king had payed all the guards to tell this to everyone. The king, was back on the throne. The masked man sat on the top of the old gas station. No one used cars, so it was nearly always empty.

"Nicole? Is that you sweetie?" He said from where he was sitting. She looked around. "Hello?" She said, "Who's there?" He climbed down. "Hey," he said as he got to the ground. "Uh.... Do I know you, sir?" She asked. "Yeah, you could say I'm a family friend."

Jacob showed up as well. "Well, okay. This is my boyfriend, my prince, Jacob Harrison." "Ah, nice to meet you son," said the man as they shook hands. They talked for a few minutes, and when Nicole went back home, he told Jacob his plan.

"You're insane!" Jacob silently shouted not wanting to wake anyone. "No... I have a reason, I want revenge," said the man, "I need your help, Jacob." "Okay, fine... I'll see what I can do," he said after a brief pause. "So what did he do to you? Instead of just killing him, do it how he planned on doing it to you." "You're right kid, I have an idea. Get Nicole to bring her dad to Mount Mufasa at around noon in two days. I'll take it from there. Don't let me down," said the man.

At 11:58, King Brock was atop Mt. Mufasa. A shadowy figure came around the corner of a cliff. "Hello? Sir?" Said the king. The masked man revealed himself, "Why hello there Brock... It's been a while," he said as he drew a revolver at Brock's stomach, "Everyday, around noon, the lions come around the bottom of this cliff to look for food." "Who are you?! You could be executed for this! What on earth do you think you are doing?!" Said the king. "Something I should have done a long, long time ago," said the masked man.

He took off his mask. "OH MY GOD! HOW?! How did you... How... you're alive?" Said Brock, "Brother, I'm sorry. Please-" "Shut up! You threw me into the lions den," said Daniel. The king looked over the 20 foot cliff, he looked back at his brother holding a gun. "Two choices, you go to jail, or die," said Daniel, " You know," he chuckled and said, " Long live the king, right?"

"Neither!" Brock screamed, "I will not be killed by my brother! I am royalty! I'm king of the world! I'm better than every man to ever walk this earth! I AM GOD!" Daniel quickly holstered the gun , mumbled under his breath, and kicked Brock off the cliff. He plummeted to the ground and landed breaking many bones, but was still alive. The fall felt like an eternity, but he didn't know eternity quite yet. He lay motionless on the ground, and then came beasts. Long live the king.