I'm back at this fanfic deal! Man, I love writing these! Anyhow, this a sequel to two of my stories, 'Scars of Redemption, and 'One Last Try.' The events of both shall be explored further here. But if you didn't read any of them, it doesn't matter, because anything relevant shall be explained here.

If you see this: ()()()()()()()() it means the POV is changing. Don't worry, I'll say to whose POV it's changing to. Fun facts: Shenzi's name means pagan or uncouth, Banzai's name means brash, Ed's name means…. Well…. Ed, Macho's name (pronounced Maco, don't pronounce the ch sound) means vigilant or loyal, and Nafasi's name means chance. All these are in swahili.

Well, on with the fanfic! And please, do leave this humble author a review.

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Banzai's POV

Banzai lay in the sand, bleeding out.

They had been walking in the desert for hours, keeping on the tracks of the rest of their clan. It was him and eleven other hyenas, and all of them were tired. Of course, it really wasn't their fault that they were all so exhausted. It was the blasted lion's fault.

Earlier, the hyenas had attempted to flee to the desert, in an attempt to get out of the Pridelands. However, Simba had caught them, and it had come down to fighting. The lions had won, and left the hyenas bruised, battered, and bleeding.

The hyenas with pups had run ahead, leaving the fighting force behind to slow down the lions. Now, they were trying to catch up to the rest of their clan, and they weren't yet in sight.

"Hey Shenzi…. Banzai's lying down!"

"What!?" Came an annoyed voice from off to his side. Banzai groaned.

"Let me rest for just a few minutes!" He pleaded, with his eyes shut against the desert sun.

"Banzai, I don't care if you're dying over there, you're going to get up right now and continue on!" Yelled Shenzi.

"Can't you see I've probably lost half the blood in my entire body!" Retorted Banzai, as he shakily stood up. He looked back down where he was lying, and saw the red splotches on the sand. As he watched, two more drops fell from his neck and shoulders. Ugh.

"Gee Banzai, can I? How about you watch your mouth!" Swore Shenzi, her voice turning icy. Banzai froze. Oops…. Banzai mentally hit himself on the head. He had to watch what he said!

He knew Shenzi didn't like it when he referred to her… Disability.

Banzai sighed, and started walking at the tail end of the group of hyenas. Of the fifteen that stood and fought, only ten remained. Only two thirds of their fighting force, which was small in the first place. If they encountered any more trouble, they were screwed in a thousand ways.

And all because of those damned lions.

The sun glared down as the trudged over more dunes. Banzai was sweating, and so was everyone else. Every now and then, he glanced back the way they came, and saw the red line that was trailing behind them. Of course, he didn't want to say anything, or to suggest that they should rest. Shenzi had said that they were going to move, and so they were.

And anyways, Maumbu was busy enough with other hyenas who were hurt more than himself. Maumbu had lucked out in the battle, and had only received one blow to the head. Enough to knock him unconscious, but not enough to be permanent.

Maumbu was their clan healer. It was he that dealt with injuries and ailments. And now, he had to work while they trudged over the sand. Not that there was much he could do. He had none of his supplies, but even so, he could still evaluate the severity of certain things.

"Banzai, you need to hurry up!"

Banzai looked up and saw Macho (A/N remember, it's pronounced Maco. DON'T say the ch sound.) trotting back to him.

"Hey Macho." Replied Banzai.

"Well, were you listening?" Said Macho, as he sidled up next to Banzai.

"I was." Banzai grunted.

"You're not speeding up." Replied Macho, his eyebrows cocked.

"Jeez Macho, leave me be alright?" Said Banzai, annoyed.

"I can't just let you be Banzai, you're walking way too slowly."

"Hey wait a minute…. How about instead you leave me bleed! Hah, get it?" Chuckled Banzai, as he laughed at his own horrible pun. As he shook from laughter, more blood dripped down onto the sand.

"Well, now we know where hyenas get the reputation of being jokesters." Replied Macho.

"Oh come on Macho, you know it's just you who doesn't laugh. You're too serious! Anywhere else that would bring down the house!" Said Banzai, as his grin faded.

"It isn't the most appropriate pun at the moment." Admonished Macho.

"Phoey, it may not be, but this morbid mood is killing me. That, and these gashes." Banzai gestured toward the claw marks on his neck and shoulders.

"Huh! I got hit worse. Look at these." Macho gesture toward the long cuts covering his side and head.

"That is pretty bad." Replied Banzai, as he turned back to looking in front.

"Of course, Maumbu over there is scurrying around, doing his best to help who he can." Said Macho, as he looked up in front of their pack. Maumbu was talking hurriedly to Fahama, who gestured toward her own wounds. Banzai knew Fahama was hurt more than most of the hyenas here. Currently, she was limping, and had cuts on her neck, face, and legs.

And yet, somehow, she was still making better time than Banzai.

Oh well.

"That he may be, but least he has his head screwed on straight. Lately, I think a lot of us have come close to snapping. And one of those hyenas is me." Said Banzai, as he trudged on forward.

"I'd rather not think about the ones who died. Let's just focus on those who made it. Namely, finding the rest of the clan. Recovering our pups is step one to surviving this madness." Replied Macho.

"So it is." Said Banzai, as he nodded.

They kept walking in silence. The only thing that broke the monotony was the occasional gasp of pain from another hyena. Banzai occasionally glanced at Macho, out of boredom. He sighed. How big was this desert anyways? As he stared out across the sea of sand, it seemed to stretch out forever.

Which was just great. The last thing they needed was to die of heat out in the middle of the scorching sand. Food was an issue too. Many of them hadn't eaten for days, and the desert would make it near impossible to get more. Conditions here were actually worse than the Elephant Graveyard, which Banzai had once figured impossible.

At least there was shade amongst the skulls. Here, there was no cover against the elements. Hopefully, it didn't rain either. The cool would be welcome, but the resulting flood would not be.

"Hey Macho, do ya think Shenzi's going to stop sometime soon? I mean, at least for herself?" He asked Macho.

"You know Shenzi won't stop. It isn't in her nature to give up. And she most certainly isn't going to stop to give herself a rest. Despite her *ahem* infirmity, she's still the strongest one here. If anyone is going to get us through this mess, it's going to be her." Said Macho, reassuringly.

"Yeah, she isn't a slouch, that's for sure. And pretty beautiful too." Added Banzai, as he grinned.

"She's certainly the top pick." Replied Macho, as Banzai stared wistfully at Shenzi, who was at the front of the pack. Banzai dearly hoped Shenzi could consent to him feeling this way about her. He would always love Shenzi, he had since puphood.

Then, Ed came bouncing back towards Banzai and Macho, with his trademark giggle in full swing. The gashes on his chest didn't dampen his mood. He skidded to a halt next to them, and started pointing up front, his tongue swishing back and forth.

"What is it Ed?" Asked Banzai, as he tried to look at where Ed was pointing.

"Hey…. I think that's them!" Shouted Macho, as he perked up. Banzai squinted, and saw a mass of grey animals sitting on one of the dunes. That was probably the rest of the clan!

"Hey guys! There they are!" Yelled Banzai, as a smile spread across his face. Cheers of jubilation erupted from the crowd. Finally, some good news! Banzai ran up to the front, new energy filling his limbs.

Maybe things would turn out fine after all.

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Scar's POV

Many miles away, Scar looked down at the ground, with a scowl on his face.

At his paws, there lay three small lumps of dirt.

He was in a small clearing in the woods, a clearing that he had created himself for this very purpose. He had dug up the trees in this area, and clawed the grass and foliage away until there was nothing but smooth dirt on the forest floor. The reason he had chosen this spot was because there was a small pool of water in the center of the clearing, fed by a spring.

He had been sitting here for the past hour, staying perfectly still. Hardly a sound perpetrated his silent vigil save the bubbling of the spring. It was night, and up above the stars shone coldly down.

He set his paw on the lump closest to him.

"It's your birthday today." He whispered.

Then he started crying.

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First chapter in! Leave a review ya'll! Anyways, the hyenas trek across the desert. They've reached the rest of their clan. But they aren't out of the woods yet. There's still the vast ocean of sand ahead of them. Will they survive?

And as for Scar…. Well, I feel sorry for him. More on him in the next chapter obviously.

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