I don;t own the Lion King.

Hey ya'll! So this is my first 'Lion King' fanfic and before I begin, let's just say how things would have been different if Mufasa had another brother with the exception of Scar in the group.

In the depths of Africa, the son rose deep in the horizon as it spread its bright blanket over the grassy plains. The wild animals slowly stepped out of their shelter and into the ground of a new day. Out in the Pridelands, a brave male lion stepped out of his cave and faced the world. Being the king of the jungle, it was his responsibility to keep out any Outlanders and keep balance between predators and prey. He was also growing fairly old and now it was time to pass down his title as king to his oldest son. He looked behind him and saw his sons sleeping. One of them was already stretching. The middle grown lion, Mufasa, slowly stepped out of the cave and walked over to his father.

Ahadi, the king of the jungle and father, looked down at Mufasa and smiled at him. "Good morning my son," he said as he put a big paw over Mufasa's head and stroked it.

Mufasa looked up at his father and smiled. Slowly turning his head, he looked over at the Pridelands and inhaled the fresh scent of the grass. "Father?" he asked as he looked up at him.

"What is it my son?" Ahadi asked.

"Why does the oldest lion have to be king?" Mufasa asked. Mufasa was not a power-hungry lion but his dream was to be a king just like his father.

"Why the oldest?" Ahadi gently repeated, "the oldest is more mature and knows more about the world that circles around him."

A roar was heard behind them as a beige colored lion jumped straight at Mufasa. "Pinned!" he happily yelled as he gave Mufasa a friendly smile.

"Amar," Ahadi warned his oldest son as he got off Mufasa.

Amar had the same colored skin as his mother, Uru. He had green colored eyes, a tough body structure, a friendly lion to others, but he was kind of cocky and not really mature to be a king.

"Amar, if you're going to become the king in the future, you have to live to a king's expectations," Ahadi lectured him.

"But that's boring," Amar jumped in the air, "life should be about having fun!"

"While that is the case," Ahadi continued as he put a paw on Amar's back to stop him from jumping up and down, "you need to have the responsibilities of a king."

"I can do that," Amar said as he sat down and looked at his father, "better yet, I am all set to become a king. I have it in me. I know what to do and how to be one."

Ahadi gave a fatherly-type laugh. "You are just getting started."

Amar got up from his seat and looked off into the distance. To him, it looked like a fun atmosphere to be. He heard a groan behind him and on instinct, he turned his head and saw his youngest brother, Taka, now wanting to be called Scar, walking out of the cave. Amar got into a ready position, swiftly moved his shoulders, and leaped over to Scar and pinned him to the ground.

Scar was caught off guard. He snapped his eyes open and saw Amar's smiling face. He made an annoyed grunt and rolled his fierce green eyes at him. "I despise this game," he said as he pushed Amar off of him.

Uru, Ahadi's wife and mother to all three lions, elegantly stepped out of the cave. She walked over to her husband and nuzzled her head fondly within his mane.

"Good morning my queen," Ahadi respectfully greeted her.

"Mom, mom!" Amar yelled as he leaped over to her, "I cannot wait to be king one of these days! When is it dad?" he asked his father.

Ahadi shook his head as Uru smiled at him. She nuzzled her head to his. She was proud of all of her three sons but she more proud of Amar of being chosen as the future king. She nuzzled Mufasa and then walked over to Scar and nuzzled him.

Scar looked over at Amar and sent him a glare. Amar only sent him a smile. Scar didn't return the action. He looked over at Mufasa who was more mature and more liked by his father. He didn't understand why, for the most part, he was an outcast in his family. Sure his father loved him as any father would, but he wished that Ahadi loved him the same way he loved Amar and Mufasa. He suddenly broke contact from his mother and jumped away from Pride Rock.

Amar noticed this and he decided to charge after him. "Where are you going?" he asked he jumped in front of Scar.

Caught by surprise, Scar took a step back and gave Amar a look. "Just out for some fresh air," he simply said.

"Want to join Mufasa, father, and me for a wild hunt?" Amar asked as he got low on the ground as if he was going to pin down Scar again.

Scar Straightened his back and looked at his brother straight in the eyes. "No," he said, "don't let me ruin your bonding with your brother and father."

"Suit yourself then," Amar said as he ran off to catch up with Mufasa and Ahadi.

Scar looked at them. He did want to go and join them but he did not want to be ignored as he always was.

"Why don't you go along with them?" Uru suddenly asked as she gave Scar a light push with her paw.

Scar turned his head and looked at her. "They are bonding...as usual," he said as he got up and walked away from his mother.

Uru looked after him. She loved her sons equally but it was the father's affection that Scar was missing the most. She had done all she could to lobe him but he never returned it. Scar was cold towards both of the,. Whatever the case was, Uru hoped the Scar would get over it. Or so she thought.