by Zeke » January 12th, 2009, 10:10 am
Zeke was thrown onto the ground by the two guards. His head hit the ground hard and rejuvinated the ringing noise bringing a fury of thoughts into his head. Mila's alive! The whole pride is alive! I can't die now! Thinking quick, Zeke formulated a plan with his new found knowledge. "Wait!" He yelled just before the lions took their first strike.
"Last words, Im assuming?" One of the guards growled.
"I can help," He said in a desperate attempt for life.
"Go on," The guard said
"I could help lure them into a trap. You see, I'm not part of their pride anymore. They left me here to die. I could really care less what happens to those scumbags, I just want my revenge," Zeke said in a cold voice, then continued. "If you let me go out there, under close supervision, I could convince them that your pride is severely damaged, I could tell them that now is the time to strike. They will believe me, I was a well-respected lion, and when they do, they are all yours for the killing." Zeke stopped and waited for the guard's response.
One of the guards stepped off of Zeke. "I'll go talk this over with our leader. Keep a good eye on this guy, I don't want him going anywhere." The guard started to leave and the other one eased up and slowly stepped off of Zeke. He still lay on his back as to not seem suspicious. When the other guard left, Zeke shot out his back claws and swiped across the lion's neck who stood at his paws, killing him with one stroke. Zeke then shot up to his paws and took off, hurling himself over the edge of pride rock. To take the impact, Zeke rolled and kept going.
Commotion was rising at pride rock. A combination of screams and roars were heard as Zeke carried on his way, but he stayed focused. When he hit his head on the ground, a vision bounced back into his head. He tried desperately to remember it. It came to him. Zeke turned 90 degrees toward a small ditch and jumped down, splashing in the shallow water that now gathered in puddles along the bottom. Zeke found a now familiar spot and slid under the rocks. He held his breath and waited for the commotion to pass.