Disclaimer: I do not own The Lion King. Disney owns that. Credit goes to them. But I do believe I made the plot. Anyway, characters and stuff go to them. I'm not getting anything out of it.

Authors note: Heh. My first Lion King story. Tell me what you think! I know the first chapter's really quite short... but it should be getting better soon. I just want to test it out, to see if I get any people liking it. If no one likes it, I'll only be adding to it for lack of stuff to do. So... yes. If you like it, please review. Constructive criticism appreciated as well.

It wasn't all that easy. It wasn't expected. It wasn't explained earlier, because no one had expected all the conflict. No one had mentioned the story. Well, why don't you sit down and listen? Because it's being told now...

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'Where is he? WHERE IS HE?' The shouts echoed around Pride Rock; around the Pride Lands, as the angry, female cub roared wildly. Her teeth were shown, as she growled, and snarled, and roared, and made a huge fuss, while storming through the lands, leaving a track of destruction in the ground behind her. Eyes blazed with fury, as wet fur fell over them, causing her to blink.

'I will kill him! I swear! He will not escape me without any pain, that little...' the lioness trailed off, muttering in rage. It was obvious she was angry. More than obvious.

Other lions peered over at the cub, as she stormed past them. Did no one care? Why was she being looked at funny? She directed a snarl at a younger cub, who was looking at her curiously. It shrunk back, before scampering from the enraged female. She was in another of her moods. But why? What had angered her so? It could all be summed up in one word.

'MUFASA!' she yelled, her voice cracking slightly.

A few mutters erupted about the other lions, as the cub shoved past them, under their paws. They were rather surprise the cub had such a loud voice on her, but they had heard it before. They had been fools for wondering what she was going on about. Of course it had been that small male... Mufasa.

A fully-grown female stood in front of the cub, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. 'Sarabi, you're disrupting the whole Pride--'

'But he pushed me in the river– AGAIN!' the young Sarabi thundered, 'He has to be stopped... Why can't he be banned to the outlands, mum?'

'Maybe... I don't know... 'cause he's the next King?' her mother asked, her eyebrows raising even higher. Sarabi grumbled, not particularly liking the whole idea. 'Why him? Why not someone else? He's a stupid scoundrel– He pushed me in the river.'

'Just ignore him. Then he won't trick you into falling into the water...'

'He didn't trick me! He pushed me in! Physically! I didn't fall for no trick!' Sarabi insisted, prowling off, 'That stupid lion couldn't trick me. Why... he couldn't even trick a monkey!'

Sarabi's mother shook her head, watching as her daughter stalked off. 'This is seriously going to mess with the whole 'betrothed' thing' she sighed, in slight annoyance. That would mess with the Pride. Something would have to be sorted out between the both of them.

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Enjoying the story so far? Well, there is more to come. Much more to come. This is merely the start of the story.

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