Hello everyone! Here's another fanfic, and this one will focus… You guessed it, Scar. I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but I'm aiming for about ten or fifteen chapters. Depending on how it develops, it could be a lot longer. But don't bet on it. And when you see: ()()()()()()()()()() it means the POV is changing. But that won't happen to often in this particular story.

This story is where I introduce another character, and it's an OC. Her name is Nafasi, and she's supposed to be a really small orange lioness. Her name means 'chance' in Swahili. At least according to google translate. You really can't trust it one hundred percent. So I could be wrong. And also, Nafasi's mother's name, Mwanga, means 'light'. Also google translate.

Anyhow, on with the fanfic! And pls, do leave this humble author a review. Cause this is the last chapter, after all.

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Nafasi's POV

"Nafasi hopped down from her tree. She looked left and right, checking the area for any signs of animals. Nothing but the silence of the forest echoed back at her. A few minutes before, she had heard roaring coming from the river, the sound of angry lions. And more disturbing than that, she had heard sinister laughing coming from the river after the roaring had stopped. Whatever happened, she wasn't sure she was safe.

What Scar had told her still confused her. As long as she had known him, which admittedly hadn't been very long, Scar had always seemed like a kind individual. And yet, he had confessed to murder. It was almost like Scar had been confessing the sins of another lion, since he seemed so different from a lion who would kill. Why would the Scar she knew ever kill anybody simply out of hate? Mabaya had been slain by Scar because he was going to try something bad. She knew Mabaya had it coming.

Either way, it was almost like she had seen a different lion when Scar had killed Mabaya. When Scar tore out Mabaya's throat, he had been laughing, and had a grin on his face. Maybe she had glimpsed the killer then. Maybe Scar was simply hiding his more evil side whenever she was around. Maybe Scar had even more secrets than what he had confessed to her.

But then, the rest all made no sense. Scar was a kind lion, he had shown her that side of him countless times. He was a bit brooding, but never angry or agitated. If he really was an evil lion, wouldn't he not focus on Nafasi, and rather focus on killing his nephew, who had taken the throne from him? Why didn't he simply kill Nafasi, and move on? Scar had to be a good lion. But the only way to find out, she supposed, was to talk to him.

Maybe she shouldn't have ran away in fright when Scar had told her his secret. Maybe he had more to tell her. Why else would he have been trying to find her so desperately? And she had seen him crying, truly sad that he hadn't been able to find Nafasi. Therefore, he had to have something more to say. She just had to know what it was.

She didn't know where Scar was, so she figured the best place to look was by the den. He had been walking that way when she had seen him. Maybe he was still there.

Nafasi began to trot through the forest, pushing her way through the foliage. It was raining, so little raindrops came down from above and dripped through the leaves. Her fur was damp, and her ears sagged a bit. Her eyes were still a little red from crying for hours.

Eventually, she arrived at the beach. Looking around, she saw nothing of interest on the shore.

Then, she saw the orange and red lump that lay in the center of the river. Gasping, Nafasi ran over to the lump through the river, and looked at it. It was Scar! Nafasi surveyed the body, and saw that the chest and stomach areas had been torn open, and the contents within lying on the river bed. Blood still poured out, turning the water near her red. Nafasi was filled with fear, and anxiety. Scar was…. Dead?

"Oh no… Scar, you can't be dead!" Exclaimed Nafasi worriedly, as she backed away from the body. But this was definitely Scar. That was face, that was his slick, black mane….. And here he was, lying in the middle of a river, very, very dead.

"No! It can't be!" She yelled, as tears threatened to pour forth again.

"Oh don't worry. It isn't." Came a voice from the river bank. Nafasi jumped, and turned wide eyed toward the speaker.

It was Scar!

Nafasi took another step back, as her vision flitted from the dead body of Scar, and the Scar that stood on the shore. There were….. Two of them?

"What's going on?" She demanded fearfully, as she backed up another step in the river. The Scar that was still alive sneered, as blood trailed down his back and forelegs. He took a step into the river.

"Well, I take it you know me?" He said slyly, still sneering.

"What is…. Scar, what are you doing? And why are there two of you? And why is one of you dead?" Demanded Nafasi.

"I guess you do know me. Forgive me, my memory is a bit…. Hazy, as of late. How about instead I ask you the questions, and you answer them?" Said Scar, as he advanced toward Nafasi across the river.

"What are you talking about! Scar, don't you recognize me? I'm Nafasi! And I just need to talk to you!" Said Nafasi, as she took a few more steps back. In response Scar walked closer, his confident sneer still on his face.

"Nafasi you say? Nope, doesn't ring a bell. However, I still would like to ask you a few questions. I would very much like to find out what I've been up to these past few weeks. As I said, I can't remember them." Scar grinned, in a way Nafasi had only seen him grin when he had killed Mabaya. In fact, he also looked exactly like the Nightmare that had warned her about Scar. He had grinned evilly like this too.

But why was he doing it now?

"What is wrong Scar! Why can't you remember anything?"

"You are most certainly an impudent lioness. Just answer my questions will you?" Demanded Scar, his sneer becoming an impatient frown.

"Fine! Fine, what questions?" Asked Nafasi, who was thoroughly confused. Why was Scar acting like this? What was he doing!?

"Just as to what has happened. I would rather like to know how I got here and how I know you. And please, speak truthfully." Scar slid out his claws, which Nafasi couldn't fail to notice.

"How you got here? I found you in this river, floating along and very wounded. I helped nurse you back to health." She replied.

"Well then. That was simple, wasn't it? Just do as I say, and things don't need to get complicated." Said Scar, as he leered at Nafasi.

"Wait! Can you answer my question then?" Asked Nafasi.

"Your question?"

"Yeah. Why are there two of you!" She demanded.

"Two of me?" Actually, there aren't. You see, this here…" Scar gestured toward the corpse, "This here is actually a certain Nightmare by the name of Uraziel. He liked taking my form, since the deeds I committed in the name of evil were worse than his. However, I seem to have decided that he was too much of an annoyance. I decided to kill him. And I succeeded. However, I don't exactly know why I deemed him a liability. The last thing I remember is shouting at him. And now he's dead. I guess I can't exactly ask him."

"You killed the Nightmare? But then, why are you acting so strangely? Why are you acting more like the Nightmare?" Nafasi asked, as she backed away from Scar. Scar simply stood in place, baring his teeth in his smile.

"Why am I acting like Uraziel? On the contrary Nafasi, I'm simply acting like myself! You see, the reason I can't remember the past weeks and whatever happened in them was because for that period I was perfectly sane. I had a conscience, I had reason. It seems that the anger and rage required to kill Uraziel summoned the better part of me. The insane part!" Said Scar, gloatingly.

"Wait… You're…. Insane?" Exclaimed Nafasi.

"Yes dear, and that means I can ignore that little feeling called a conscience." Scar stepped threateningly toward Nafasi. Nafasi jumped back, her eyes wide.

"What does that even mean?" She demanded.

"It means I have two sets of personalities. And I prefer the current one, whichever it happens to be at the time. I guess I had some sort of traumatic experience as a cub, which was probably connected to the scar over my eye, and eventually, I snapped. And that brings me to here. And I can do whatever I want. And right now, I could do with a little stress relief." Scar leered at Nafasi, his sinister smile grinning from ear to ear.

Then he jumped at her, faster than Nafasi could react, and pinned her to the ground. Nafasi laid on her back, with one of Scar's strong paws on her chest holding her down. He sneered down at her.

"Wait… Let me go!" Yelled Nafasi.

"I don't think I'll be doing that." Replied Scar, as some of the blood on his forelegs dripped down onto Nafasi's fur.

"Scar, please, before you do it, let me ask you one more question." Blurted Nafasi desperately. Scar paused, and extended his claws into Nafasi's chest, drawing a little blood.

"One question aye? Very well, you get one question. But be warned, the longer it takes to answer, the more painfully I'm going to kill you once this is over." Threatened Scar, smiling as he did so.

Nafasi swallowed. Now she understood how this all worked, and how Scar himself worked. All the horrible things he had confessed to doing, wasn't really him, it was this twisted side of him, the part he didn't want her to see.

She also hoped she knew how to fix it.

"You've got two personalities, right? The one from your cubhood, the one that was hurt by Ahadi, and this one, the one you fled to. You have these two personalities, and the actions of one don't reflect the actions of the other. So then answer me… Do both sides have at least a little of the memories of the other?" Said Nafasi.

"Well, an annoying question. Take heart that there's a quick answer, so I'll kill you rather painlessly. Anyways, both sides do have some of the memories of the other, though the sane one is more able to recollect what the insane side did." Replied Scar.

"Does your sane side hold any power your insane side?" Said Nafasi quickly, as she squirmed underneath Scar's paw. His sharp claws were dig into her chest, and it was starting to hurt.

"Trying to save your skin? Well, if you must know, the only way I can go back and forth between forms of mind is through some sort of stimulant. As a cub, it was trauma. Then… Actually, I don't know what got rid of the insane part a few weeks ago. Something. Anyways, I'm back the way I was through the fight to kill the Nightmare. I guess it required strength you can only get if you play dirty. And that's what I specialize in." Boasted Scar.

"A stimulant? Ummm….." Nafasi desperately tried to think of what she could use to snap Scar out of it. What had made him change the first time? Was it the pain of being burned and clawed? Or was it something else?

"Well, your question is answered. I think you know what that means…." Chuckled Scar, as he repositioned himself.

"No! Wait!" She exclaimed, as she wriggled around in the river. She tried to push Scar's paw away, but it was unmoving. He simply grinned, his eyes wide with anticipation.

No! There had to be a way out of this. Scar said the change only occurred for some sort of strong stimulant. He had succumbed when he fought the Nightmare, and that was a negative action. Therefore, she had to do something positive, something to make him snap out of it!

"Now, now Nafasi, the less you resist, the less it's going to hurt. And besides, I'm going to kill you after this anyways, so I guess it hardly matters if you struggle. Never mind, squirm all you want. It'll only make me enjoy this more."

Nafasi swallowed. Here went nothing.

"Scar! Just so you know….. I forgive you." She said. Scar paused, suddenly confused.

"What did you say?!" He hissed, teeth bared.

"I forgive you. All those things you did, they weren't you. It was this twisted, insane part of you that you were hiding. You feel responsible for it, but none of it was your fault!" Explained Nafasi.

"STOP THAT! STOP REFERRING TO ME LIKE I'M SANE! I'm in control, I do what I want!" Bellowed Scar, his claws digging in even further. Nafasi gasped in pain, but continued.

"Scar… I forgive you, because I know that somewhere in there, the good side of you is listening. I love you Scar, and I know you love me. Please…. Please come through. For me." She begged.

"No… No! That's not.. Shut up!" Yelled Scar, as he raised a paw and batted Nafasi to the side. Nafasi tumbled through the river, splashing the water. She got up, gasping for air. Her chest had been punctured in several places, and she saw the blood dripping down onto the water. Nafasi braced herself, and looked back at Scar. Unlike what she was expecting, Scar wasn't bearing down on her. In fact, he wasn't even looking at her.

"That's not… I won't! I refuse!" Yelled Scar to no one in particular. Nafasi watched him, as he seemingly had a war with himself. Whatever was going on, it looked rather intense.

"She isn't worth it you idiot! This is pointless! Why are you even…. That's a moronic reason! Shut up! It's not…." Scar snarled, and he dig his claws into the riverbed. He looked around wildly, glancing back and forth. Then, he locked his gaze at Nafasi, at roared. He jumped at her, his teeth glinting.

Nafasi didn't even try to run. Scar leaped onto her, and pinned her onto her back again. He growled, his face contorted into one of rage. Nafasi saw him raise one of his paws, his claws extended.

"Goodnight Nafasi." He snarled. Nafasi closed her eyes, and waited for the blow to come down.

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Scar's POV

"Goodnight Nafasi." Snarled Scar. He raised his paw up, preparing to tear the throat of this blasted lioness.

Then, he blinked.

What was he doing?

He looked down at Nafasi, who was trembling beneath him. His eyes widened, and he quickly leaped off her. He looked down at his paws, and saw that he was bleeding all along his forelegs. Scar looked back and forth from his wounds to Nafasi. What the heck was he doing here?

"Hey…. Scar!" Exclaimed Nafasi, as she got up from her lying position. She had broken out into a grin, as she approached Scar. "Is that you?"

"Well, of course it's me…" Replied Scar, confused. "Nafasi…. What am I doing here? What was I about to do?" He demanded.

"Oh…. Uh…. Well, how do I explain it…. you were a bit crazy." Explained Nafasi, as she kept grinning happily.

"Crazy? What do you mean? And what was I doing?"

"Well, you know all those things you said you did? Killing your brother and banishing your nephew? Well…. None of those things were your fault! You've got this….. Insane side, that crops up whenever some sort of strong negative stimulant is applied. And then, it's almost like your conscience is removed, because you no longer care for morals. But Scar, what you did doesn't matter, you snapped out of it! You're you again!"

"But…. Nafasi, why was I on top of you? With my claws extended?" Asked Scar.

"Oh… Well you were sort of… Trying to….* Ahem*…. kill me?" Offered Nafasi hesitantly.

"What! I was trying to… To kill you!" Exclaimed Scar, with his eyes wide. He looked down at his claws and saw that they had blood on them. Then, he looked at Nafasi, and saw that she was bleeding on her chest. "Nafasi…. Did I hurt you?" He demanded.

"Well… You might have." She answered.

"Oh Nafasi….. I'm so sorry." Said Scar quickly, desperate to apologize.

"Scar, these will heal. I'm fine, really! It only hurts a little bit. But stop worrying about that! Scar, we're fine! We're both fine! It's over!" Replied Nafasi, still grinning.x

"But I…. I almost..."

"Scar, just stop talking about all of that. Forget about it! The easiest way to move on is if we forget about it. So please, don't sweat it." She then nuzzled up next to him, trying to comfort him. Scar looked down at her, frowning. Had he really tried to kill her? He couldn't recall anything after shouting the challenge at Uraziel.

"Well….. All right." He said slowly. Then, he nuzzled Nafasi back. Everything really was all right. Wounds healed, cuts could scar, and lions could move on. As long as he had Nafasi, he was doing fine.

"Anyways, you wanna go get some of that herb that reduces pain? I got a feeling we're going to need it here real soon." Suggested Nafasi.

"Yes. I suppose we will." Replied Scar, as he glanced down at his own cuts. Sighing happily, he and Nafasi walked past the corpse of Uraziel, as it slowly washed down the river.

That night, they both slept well, and neither of them had any nightmares.

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Some time later.

"Hey Scar! Come quickly!" Called Nafasi, and Scar rushed into the den to her side. He looked proudly down at her swollen belly, which she held carefully.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Put your paw here, you can feel a little kick." Answered Nafasi. Scar did so, and he smiled when he felt the little kick, like Nafasi had said.

They had been living happily next to the river for a few months.

All was well.

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The End, so leave a review!

And it's done! The story is over! I hope I did well on this last chapter, I might have screwed it up. Truthfully, it ended very differently than what I had planned originally. Originally, I'm sure most of you would have hated me, because Scar would never have seen Nafasi again, if you know what I mean.

Anyways, this is the last chapter, so leave a review! Preferably one that answers these questions:

Did I write this story with good enough grammar and writing skill?

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Do you think I did a good job of giving our favorite villain a good side?

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And finally, how many of you enjoyed this story?

Well, God Bless you all! Have a good day!