Kion's Tale

Kion's Tale Ch. 19

Zira glared at the group of Lionesses that had reported to her. What they told her made her blood boil inside the oven that was her enraged body. She growled as she stepped closer to the Lead Lioness. "The Monkeys.... escaped?!"

"Y-yes they did..." The Lead looked down at her paws, scared of her leader's anger. "There was a Dragon an-"

"I do not care about a simple LIZARD!" Zira smacked the Lioness with her paw. "I trusted you with a simple task, and all I'm hearing are excuses!"

"That's right, you coward!" Kovu growled as he struggled to free himself. He had been stuck in the tree for some time, and he did not need to see the sergeant's fearful face.

But he did not expect to hear the tone of voice that belonged to his mother.

"And as for you, Kovu..." Zira furrowed her brow as she stepped towards her golden child pathetically stuck in a tree. "I expected such failure from them, but from you? You IDIOT! How could you let this happen?! Those Mandrills are the only thing that keeps that coward, Simba, out of our way. And now they're gone?" She growled lowly as she glared coldly at the brown cub. "Perhaps Scar made the wrong choice in you."

"What?!" Kovu's face fell entirely. "N-no! I'll find them, I'll bring them back! I'll even get the ones who took them, trust me, Mother!"

Zira scowled up at her adopted son. For most of the years since her pride had been banished from the Pridelands, she had heralded Kovu as the successor of her mighty Mate. Now, she felt herself to be mistaken. Still, that would not stop her from giving him another chance.

She swiped her claws right above her son's head, cutting the trunk and making him fall to the ground. she leaned down to eye level with him. "One chance. Them or you." She whispered threateningly into his ear before swiftly turning her head to her other cubs. "You two, go with him. And make sure you don't mess up again. Move!" She barked at them both, causing all three of them to scramble over the rocks and in the direction their prisoners escaped.

The Lioness watched them leave before turning around and looking down at the Mark of evil. "It will not be long, Scar. The Lion Guard is on their way, and they will not know what hit them...."

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Simba rushed through the desolate Outlands with the adult Mandrills at his side. Their objective; The LIon Guard and their children.

As he followed Simba along with his mate, Fikiri had noticed something in the night sky above them. He observed it with concerned eyes. "I don't like the looks of those clouds up there, your Majesty."

"It may be rain." Simba glanced at the male Mandrill. "A blessing in disguise, I'd say."

"In my years of traveling before coming to the Pridelands, I've learned the many formations of clouds." Fikiri explained to the king. "Yes, your Majesty, it is raining, up in the clouds. But here on the ground, it's too hard to contract any rain signals."

"So, what're you saying?" Kitendo asked her mate.

"I'm saying that has to be-"

Before he could go on anymore, a crash of light flashed before them, nearly blinding them. The flames immediately rose from where it had struck before them.

"Dry Lightning!" Fikiri cried as he stepped back, staring at the fire rising. Kitendo joined her mate by standing by him as Simba looked up at it, clearly realizing something was imminent. He watched as the flames climbed higher and higher, crackling in the hot, dry air.