Oh Father, My Father!

[Baya]

"What were you trying to do?! How dare you contemplate such a horrific thing!" Mufasa's voice roared across the pridelands, slightly stifled by the rush of the river beside him, the gray furred adolescent lion before him and Simba who was sitting behind his father's arms, like castle gates, providing a wall of protection. They were all at a stone cliff, that edged the border of the pridelands. A cliff that led down into a rushing rapid river.

The young adolescent lion, stepped back slightly, scared for his life. He just attempted to kill the son of the mighty King Mufasa. What wrath would he face? Would he be tossed in the river instead? Would he be slain right here? On dry land? His tuft fell over half of his face as he shook with the adrenaline pumping through his veins. His light blue eyes met with Mufasa's amber ones.

"I-I don't know." He murmured, in response to the king's question. By this time, Mufasa's nostrils were flaring and the others were gathering around them near the river.

"You don't know? You put the prince's life at risk you little pest! You know full well what you have done!" Zazu spat, putting emphasis on the p's. Many of the lionesses glared at the young Mrithi. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his mother, saddened and extremely ashamed. Tears were filling his eyes. He was about to kill Simba, his cousin. His flesh and blood to impress his father. Surely, there was no fault in that? It was the shame that brought him sorrow. It was the shame of being caught, having failed to do so!

"What are you going to do with him Mufasa? I suggest execution." Zira chimed in from the crowd. Many lionesses moved out of the way as to let the young and powerful lioness through. Mufasa looked to Zira, and then the frightened Mrithi. He was debating whether giving Zira that satisfaction was really the best idea. She had a tendency for brutality.

"Why don't we ask Scar? I'm sure he'd like to chime in?" Zazu asked. "After all, he IS your brother sire." Zazu pointed out to Mufasa. Zira growled at the annoying little bird as she turned he gaze to Scar, who was sitting at the back of the crowd and gazing at his claws with a grin on his face.

Mufasa let out a sigh. "Pass your judgement Scar. What is the fate of this young one? I leave him at your mercy. Should he live or die?" Mufasa asked, figuring he should give his brother some decisions to make. It might just make him a bit happier.

"Hmmm. Lets think. He almost killed my precious...precious...dear nephew." Scar said, with a bit of obvious sarcasm icing his entire phrase. "I think killing him in return is a bit harsh. After all...he didn't succeed." Scar pointed out dryly. Mrithi's heart sunk, knowing that he had not only gained any love from his father but had actually managed to disappoint him further.

"Then I have no choice but to banish you Mrithi...You have never been trouble before this so I suppose banishment IS the best option..." Mufasa murmured, in a more calm and stern demeanor. The looks on the faces of the lionesses seemed to show signs of agreement. Except for Zira that is, who just snorted and sat beside Scar.

"B-Banishment? Where?" Mrithi asked shaking his head. His father had spared him death, but gave him something far worse. A lifetime to ponder over his failure and never to see him again. This was alot worse then any gruesome act Zira could commit on him.

"Anywhere but here. Be gone!" Mufasa snarled. It was then he did what Scar had completely forbid him to do, under any circumstances. He had no other way of getting out of this. No other options.

"Father! Please! Scar! Don't let them do this to me! I was doing it for you! I was trying to make you love me again!" Mrithi snarled, the tears that had gathered in his eyes beginning to stream down his muzzle. The lionesses gasped as they slowly turned to Scar, who still held his composure.

"Oh look at that. How adorable. To think such a young thing could manipulate you all so easily. He's not my son. He could never be my son. If he was my son, I'd never show my face. I'd be hanging my head low in such shame..." Scar said with a frown on his face. "Shame in how he could even THINK of slaying such a cute little fur ball." Scar said with a look of anger on his face. He was staring directly into Mrithi's eyes when he said this. It was then that Mrithi realized there was no use in fighting it. There was no use in trying to push it any longer. His father had disowned him, and that was that. Mrithi hung his head low and closed his eyes, he then turned and began to walk away, not looking back at the angry faces of the lionesses and Mufasa and the looks of shame on the face of his mother and father.

Mufasa looked to Scar for a long moment, trying to figure out who was telling the truth. The important thing was that Simba was ok, and all of this was over. He felt horrible for having banished a barely adult cub into the harsh world beyond the pridelands, but he had to practice the law of the land. That, or there would be senseless chaos.

"He seems to have almost done well. With a little polishing, he might've actually made a good killer. Why did you let him go?" Zira whispered to Scar, not really caring that the cub was from a different mate. Scar stared into Zira's eyes when he spoke his next few words.

"Mrithi could never be an asset to me. He is far too weak. Perhaps ours will have the right make up of...a visionary such as myself." Scar whispered in return. Zira grinned, as she placed her paw over her belly.

"He WILL be strong. I promise you my love." Zira said with a grin as she slowly made her way with him and all the other lionesses back to pride rock.

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He has forsaken me. He cut all ties with me. He hated me ever since that stupid Simba was born. He just wanted power, and when I was no longer a tool for getting him there...he brushed me aside like rubbish. Though perhaps one day, I'll return. I'll return and show Father how strong and cunning I really am. Then he will be proud of me and love me. Then he will call me son.

[PrideRock26]

What was this from??

[Baya]

Well, it's from my mind? C:

I wrote this, thinking what if Scar had another son before Nuka and well...yeah. C:

[AdAstrα]

Wow, that was amazing! I love everything about it!

[Baya]

Why thank you madam C:

You should see what he turns into! Scar would be like DAMN he so awesome nao C:

[Kina]

Oh, wow. This is an amazing oneshot to come back to, Amadeus. I haven't seen you venture into fanfiction before, but I like your ideas for it. ^^

[Baya]

Why thank you. C:

I've turned to fanfictions due to a lack of rps XD

[Kina]

*Huggles.* ^_^

Well, I'll be sure to comment on your Baya-centered fanfiction tomorrow.

[Baya]

\;o;/

YES! Huggles from Kina! OH how I missed you! Baya missed you too!

[Kina]

*Wry smile.* Hehe, glad to see you so happy. And I doubt that for some reason, XD.