Darkened
Love
Note: This is a story I made up of Scar, Zira and Sekeita, and the past
behind the three of them so that there’s not so much confusion. Everyone knows
Zira and Scar had a "thing" after all, but it says in my characters
list that Scar and Sekeita were mates. So this short story is about them.
My characters were
originally created by me, and are not allowed to be used without my permission.
But other characters were created by Disney.
Disney Characters
Scar
Simba
Mufasa
Vitani
Nuka
Kovu
My Characters
Sekeita
Tanko
Kadio
A lioness
stalked slowly over to a lion. It was dusk, and the two were now nuzzling each
other as they stood in the long, swaying grass of the yellow and green savanna.
The lioness glanced around, eyeing it all wearily.
"Don’t worry, my love." said the lion,
his piercing green eyes boring into the lioness’s soul with the only love he
had felt for many years.
Indeed Sekeita was the only one for him.
Sekeita and Scar were mates. In fact, this lion, who had once loved and had
been loved in the days of his calling of Taka, was so overwhelmed by this
almost new feeling, for it was the dawning of affection within his dark heart
once more.
He started to close his eyes, listening to
the lullaby of Sekeita’s purring.
Sekeita smiled warmly, forgetting the scar
above her mate’s left eye. She started to lick his face for awhile, before they
both laid down. Scar put his paw over her neck and she nuzzled the top of her
head under his chin.
By
nightfall, all the stars were out. Scar glanced up at them and, only for a
split second did the memories of his cubhood rush through his head. But then,
the hate washed over him like a wave, and he was yet again, trapped in the
dark. Sekeita, too, held hatred for these so called rulers in the Pridelands,
for she had heard only the bad words of them from Scar.
Tonight was a night they would both remember,
for Scar was planning on killing his brother, Mufasa, and his nephew, Simba, so
that he could be King. Finally.
Finally. It was a great word, and Scar would utter it just the next sun.
He had been waiting and planning and seeking it all so that it would lead to
his rising, and soon, this great behest of his would be at its zenith, and
then, he would bore a cub with Sekeita. That would continue and carry on the
Kingdom that was overruled by him. Scar.
Suddenly,
there was a rustling in the grass. And then, another lioness leapt out. Her
eyes widened and she roared, outraged as she saw Scar and Sekeita together.
"Scar!"
she cried, trembling with both fury and hatred, as well as a deep grief.
"What are you and her doing?!"
Scar sat up
calmly, yet Sekeita couldn’t help but somewhat hurt as his warm, red and orange
fur separated from her smooth, dark fur. She frowned, her eyes settling on the
lioness.
"Zira,"
said Scar, gently. "You and I are not mates, and never will be. I am
sorry, but I do not feel that way for you."
"But
with her you do?!" snarled the lioness called Zira, now rage boiling in
her blood.
Glancing at
Sekeita, he nodded to Zira.
"Yes." he declared strongly.
"For she is my one and only."
There was
an awkward silence, before Zira roared out again, and took off to the north.
She snarled to herself, thinking. The lioness couldn’t help her extended claws.
If it weren’t for Scar, she would’ve attacked Sekeita, and either killed her,
or died trying.
Once she was far away enough that she hung
out on a ledge that was coming over a high edge of the gorge, she sighed,
clawing the ground as she looked south now, Pride Rock a small, misguided
pebble in the distance. Growling, she laid down, tail sweeping back and forth
and tuff twitching.
Zira’s feelings lightened up as the sun did
the day, for it was the next. She yawned and stretched, and soon was looking
down at the gorge in awe, for there were many running wildebeests. Taka, she thought to herself. What have you done this time, my brilliant Scar?
Pitying herself, she sighed and walked away. I’ll make Scar jealous, she made
up in her head. I’ll have a cub of my own…But with
who?
Suddenly
she stopped, and saw Kamau standing in front of her. He was a dark lion, like
Scar, and he was also scrawny and slim like him as well. She smirked. Kamau had
been her mate, but she had left him, for Zira had thought she had had a chance
with Scar. Only her stomach tightened into knots, as she had seen Sekeita and
her future lover together. And until yesterday, she had thought she could’ve
won him over.
Again, Zira
felt the anger and, stalking over to Kamau, she smirked inwardly. The lioness
could sense Kamau’s feelings. She knew that, no matter how mad he was at her
leaving him, he couldn’t help the hormones. Now she had her chance to get Scar
back. I’ll have a cub, she made up in her mind. I’ll
have even more than one cub if I want. And the first will rule the Kingdom of
Pride Rock.
But even
when Zira had given birth to her first cub, Scar merely congratulated her. She
had snorted at that, and Kamau and her had yet another. Once again, Scar wasn’t
mad, but smiled at Zira. Zira, herself, wondered why Scar and Sekeita hadn’t
given birth to any cubs of their own yet.
Zira and Kamau had one last cub, as Kamau had
died when he had gotten too near Sekeita. Scar had snarled, and ordered Tanko
and Kadio, Sekeita’s brothers, to kill him. Zira was very taken aback by this,
but she could not fight, for she was letting her newest suckle.
It had been
a drizzly day, and after Kamau’s death, Zira was laying down in the rare grass
of the Pridelands, glaring at the passing Scar and Sekeita, as she was grooming
her new one. Vitani was still too young to eat meat, and so she, too, was
suckling at her mother’s tits. Nuka was out playing, being watched by one of
Zira’s friends.
Zira wrapped herself around her cubs as her
leader passed. She was doing it protectively, and couldn’t help nor fight her
mothering feelings. But, this time, Scar actually walked over. Perhaps it was
the fact that she had actually tried to protect her cub from him. This was, after all,
the only time she had wrapped herself about any of her cubs when Scar passed,
for Zira always sought for his mateship, so that he could actually father them
himself and leave Sekeita.
"Why,
who do we have here?" he asked, standing tall and proud.
And he should be, for right then, he was at
his zenith. Scar was a powerful King then.
"I have named him Kovu." stated
Zira sourly.
Sekeita, as well, wasn’t too fond of seeing
her mate interested in another lioness’s cub.
Scar
solemnly dipped his unusually long muzzle down to sniff the cub, then lick
Zira, who purred. Sekeita growled disapprovingly, but Scar ignored his mate and
started to walk about Zira slowly.
"This one is different than the first
two," he exclaimed dryly.
"He is
my second son." Zira replied.
"Yes."
he growled, standing up tall again. "I don’t know why, I just feel it.
What is his name again?"
"Kovu."
she stated.
"Very
well. Zira, I have made my decision and, I will not kill him, nor the first
two."
"Thank
you very much," Zira replied, bowing her head respectfully.
Why was she
doing this? Why wasn’t she protesting and smarting off to him about how she
would have never let him kill her cubs anyway? Zira would’ve done that, and
then given a good fight. The fact was, she didn’t care much if they did died, she would’ve just loved to
have made Scar angry, and pretend to be protective. But, then again, she had wrapped herself around them…At
least…to protect Kovu. For some reason, she and Scar both saw something in him.
Maybe they saw Scar himself…or perhaps Taka within this cub.
"If for any reason," he added.
"there is no way Sekeita and my cub can’t take over the Kingdom, this cub
will."
With that,
he walked off. Sekeita scoffed, but followed. She couldn’t help but feel angry
about this.
Zira snickered,
watching Sekeita. She also felt very proud of herself about this, and very
proud of this new cub. Starting to groom the cub once more, she thought, Scar isn’t that bad. Sure, he killed Kamau, but I was only using
him. And he also let me keep my cubs. Also, he picked out Kovu to follow in his
footsteps. Perhaps I will befriend Scar…as only, and only a friend…
That
rat! Sekeita was thinking right then. He didn’t even ask if I was OK with this! But as she stalked around in a circle, she glanced at her
brothers, Tanko and Kadio. She couldn’t help but soften right then, for, though
she was mad at Scar for what he had just done, she couldn’t help but feel very
grateful that he hadn’t killed her brothers once he became King. Yet it
probably had been the fear of actually going into combat with even one of
Sekeita’s brothers, for Scar was skinny, and they were buff and muscular.
Though he did have the hyenas on his side.
Sekeita
laid down.
Yes. Scar was her mate after all and, she had
to be thankful for that.
The End
Baby Fire
Wolf