Training a King
"Run. Run Away Scar. And NEVER return."Â
Scar could see that his hyena army was fleeing and his lionesses were being overwhelmed. He couldn't believe it. He was about to lose his throne or his life. Scar had no intention of dying today. "Ah yes, yes of course. As you say, your majesty." Scar spat before running down Pride Rock. He ran past his lionesses and screamed "RETREAT". He could tell they were shocked, but they followed him anyway. He had failed them, but it will never happen again. He will be king again. He will get back the Pridelands. He will kill the spawn of his brother and have his revenge.Â
That was almost a year ago now. They now dwelled in the Outlands, a barren place with not much than termites for food. Zira was about to give birth to a third cub. This one was not his. She had been cornered by a rouge not too long after they had been banished, while she was still weak from the Pridelands Fight. She was ashamed, but Scar and the other lionesses made sure he paid for his crime with his life. Scar paced back and forth while a few of the lionesses supported Zira. Finally, Scar heard a little cry. He looked over to see Zira cleaning the cub off. He walked over to her, fully intending to kill the cub of his competitor, but he stopped when he got a look at the cub. He was build very much like Simba when he was first born, very muscly. Zira didn't make eye contact with him, still ashamed of the situation. Scar gently made her look him in the eyes. "Do not fret my dear. This cub is the one. This cub shall be the successor to my throne. And he will be the key to getting it back." Scar could tell he had eased Zira's mind, maybe even excited her. He then left  her to rest and climbed up a tall termite hill and got a good look at the lands that would soon be his again. Scar quietly started laughing to himself, but it grew and grew until the entire Outlands could hear his evil cackling.
It was was a few months later and the cub was growing strong. Zira had named him Kovu, after himself. He was perfect. Scar made sure that he got top priority to any kills the pride made. They even risked hunting in the Pridelands to get better prey. Scar and Zira had let the cub play and learn as most young cubs did, but it was time. The training he needed to become king started today.
