[open] You'll Wish you Were Dead.

[thechiefyness]

What if instead of killing Mufasa, Scar took something worse: what if he took his son?

This story takes place when Simba is an adult. He has been conditioned to hate Mufasa and his pride. A Splinter pride, led by Scar, lives in open defiance of Mufasa's ever weakening control. Will Scar finish Mufasa off? Will Mufasa reclaim his lands? Will Simba turn away from Mufasa forever? You decide!


Scar Kopalover

Mufasa Nitro

Simba Jiirani

Kovu Nitro

Sarabi Chiefyness (for now)

Rafiki Optional

Shenzi Optional

Zira Thegeni99

Vitani Optional



"I know it sounds like a trap, you're majesty, but in case it's not..." Zazu was tired
Sarabi's voice was soft, almost hoarse. "Mufasa, I'm afraid he holds all the aces. We have to go, even if the peace conference is a trap. Who knows, maybe he is actually tired of this." An awkward pause here. Mufasa, What's your plan?

[Thegeni99]

This sounds really cool, I like the plot. Can I be Zira?

[thechiefyness]

Yes, but perhaps you should have pm'd me or posted on the planning forum thereof.

[Nitro]

Mufasa sighed, his large form hunched over in defeat. "To be truthful, I do not have one, Zazu."

[changa]

In a pride far from this, Vitani growled at Simba. "You're not tough enough to fight Mufasa. You can't even beat me! And I'm younger than you! Come on, show me your stuff." She crouched low and extended her claws. She was a young adult, and she thought she was quite pretty. She pounced.

[Nitro]

Mufasa drew himself to full height, towering above his company. He looked worn and tired, aged beyond even his long years. "But he has my son, my boy, and I will not let him get away with it." He spat the last few words, growing enraged as he thought about the atrocity Scar had committed against him. Cub-napping the prince and then trying to raise him as his own, even though he already had 3 cubs. Mufasa growled menacingly, a deep baritone rumble, as he gazed over the distance towards where his brother held his son prisoner.