by AustralianChaos » June 6th, 2010, 5:53 am
Tang listened to her idea that what in the past is in the past, but to him, it just did not seem quite so simple. He desperately wanted to explain to her the full story to make her understand that it was more than his parents' deaths that were haunting him, but he couldn't do it...the truth would only tear apart the friendships he had just managed to form...and that was something he could never, ever do. He just had to accept that Imani was not, at least for now, going to be able to fully understand what was eating away at him so badly, and do his best to move on.
In an attempt to bring his focus away from his past...and the guilt that went with it, Tanga returned to the conversation, finally managing to remember, through his blissful haze of his memory, Imani and Auni's conversation about Neru. She did not trust this latest lion, and even though Tanga sympathised with the lion's problems, he tried to understand why Imani was so cautious over Neru's intentions.
And as he looked back on how events had turned out that afternoon, he saw what he thought Imani saw. The timing of Neru's arrival, the story of loss and death...it was all a little too neat, almost like Neru had intended to come to them then to assist them. And what's more, his story of loss mirrored Tanga's rather closely, almost as if he knew what Tanga had been through, knew what would get him to sympathise with him...
And then it all clicked...the pieces came together in his head, and he saw it all. His mind shot backwards in time, back to when he was just an early adolescent, and he saw that fateful day as if he were re-living it. His first solo hunt, with his parents watching on...the warning calls they gave him...a ferocious, savage roar...his parents locked in a fight with another lion, screaming at him to run...
"Oh, Kings above," he whispered weakly as everything came into place. He had wandered into this particular area of the plains because it had seemed familiar to him...and now he knew why. A violent urge to run clashed with his trembling limbs as the shock of the sudden series of revelations set in. "He...he...no, it can't...just can't..."
Finally, his body gave up, and he collapsed to the ground, the shock mixing with his despair, rage, sorrow and guilt. The tears came thick and fast, along with the heaving sobs, as the vision of his parents being killed replayed itself over and over in his head, along with the faces of the two that killed him. The first was easy to recognise...he had seen it just this morning, but his memory of the day had been so violently suppressed it had taken until now for him to see it. The second was even easier to recognise...this was the killer he saw every day...himself.
But while he was responsible for sending his parents to their fate, he finally realised that the one who had taken claws and teeth to their bodies, and ended their existance once and for all...was Mufalfa!