In the middle of the night, Simba woke up. He had a really weird dream. It was about his father in the gorge. It sounded like he was calling him. But, Simba was too afraid to continue on with the dream. I don't think mom and dad would mine if I went out. He thought as he slowly crept out of the den.

When he got out he didn't know where he wanted to go. Then an idea struck him, he'll go see Uncle Scar. Yeah, he was a weird lion. But, he also was pretty cool. Usually, he's at the Elephant Graveyard. Sure, he was told not to go there, and he'll be deliberately disobeying his father, Mufasa, again. But, technically he'll be with his Uncle. So, he'll be safe, right? Yeah! That sounds right. If he does get hurt, he can just blame his Uncle. Sure, it's mean but, it's not the first time Scar got in trouble.

Simba rushed to the heart of the Elephant Graveyard.


The Elephant Graveyard was creepier at night. But, it doesn't matter. Simba laughs at the face of danger. Simba whispered, "Uncle Scar, are you out here? No, okay that's good, bye."

Somewhere, he heard someone talking. He knew one of the voices was his uncle. There was a weird feeling in his gut, but, as usually he ignored it. Simba found this weird cave-like place. Up on top of a ledge was his uncle. A huge showed in his face. Then it disappeared when he saw a huge crowed of hyenas. He whispered, "I have to tell dad." He was about to take off running, but the hyenas said something that made him stop.

They said, "It's great that we'll soon be connected. With a king who'll be all time adored."

Simba laughed, "I wonder if they're talking about me."

Scar added, "Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected to take certain duties on board," Simba wanted to leave but, he just couldn't. This was something he needed to hear.

He continued, "The future is littered with prizes. And though I'm the main addressee, the point that I most emphasize is…You won't get a sniff without me!"

Simba jumped back at how loud Scar yelled. All the sudden the whole place turned a fiery red and geyser smoke filled the air. Pillars of rock started rising, and one carried up Simba! He tried his best to stay out of sight. But, he also still tried his best to listen.

Scar sang, "So prepare for coup of the century. Be prepared for the murkiest scam. Meticulous planning, tenacity spanning, decades of denial, is simply why I'll. Be king undisputed,"

Simba's head jerked up. He said aloud, "What!" Luckily, no one heard him.

"Respected, saluted and seen for the wonder I am. Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared. Be prepared!"

All the hyenas joined with Scar, "Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared. Be prepared!" All the hyenas and Scar laughed. Simba shook his head. He ran down the pillar and out of the Elephant Graveyard.


He couldn't believe that his uncle wanted to be king. But, Simba is the rightful future king. Simba was in the middle of the Pride Lands. He was breathing heavily from running. He sighed, "That can't be right. I…am the…future king. Not, Scar. Not, my Uncle Scar. Wait, it doesn't matter. He can't be king, because I am the future king after all. Well, unless he, no he wouldn't. Uncle Scar has a heart. Yeah, I'm exaggerating. It's probably because I'm tired."

An elderly voice asked, "Simba, what're you doing out here?" Simba's head whipped around. He sighed, it was his Uncle. He pleaded, "Please, don't tell dad. I don't want to get in trouble. Well, in more trouble."

Scar smiled, "Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. Now, let's get you back to Pride Rock." He grabbed Simba by the nape of his neck and carried him back.

Scar, isn't evil. He's doing this nice thing for me. I was overreacting. But, he could be faking it. No, what am I thinking? C'mon Simba, he wouldn't do such a thing.


It was the next day. Scar took Simba into the Gorge. Simba has been having dreams about his uncle being evil. But, it just doesn't make sense.

Scar said, "Now you wait here. You father has a marvelous surprise for you."

My dad is going to surprise me. Wow! Wait what is it?

Simba asked, "Oooh. What is it?"

Scar informed, "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?"

Simba still stayed persistent. He went on, "If you tell me, I'll still act surprised."

Scar faked laughed, "Ho ho ho. You are such a naughty boy."

Simba pleaded with sad eyes, "Come on, Uncle Scar."

Scar shook his head, "No-no-no-no-no-no-no. This is just for you and your daddy. You know, a sort of... father-son... thing."

Simba looked at him and saw his disgusted face. He was thinking that he was evil again. But, he shrugged it off.

Scar continued, "Well! I'd better go get him."

Simba thought of a good idea. He said, "I'll go with you."

Scar snapped, "No! Heh heh heh. No, just stay on this rock. You wouldn't want to end up in another mess like you did with the hyenas..."

Simba face showed embarrassment. Wait, how'd he know? I might as well ask him. He asked in a shocked tone, "You know about that?"

Scar answered, "Simba, everybody knows about that."

Simba sighed, "Really?"

Scar nodded, "Oh, yes. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? Oh... and just between us, you might want to work on that little roar of yours. Hmm?"

Simba looked upset. But, still answered, "Oh…okay."

Scar walked away from Simba. Simba thought of another thing to ask, "Hey, Uncle Scar, will I like the surprise?"

Scar looks over his shoulder and says, "Simba, it's to DIE for." Simba's ears went back against his head. He is evil. Once, Scar was far way. Simba said, "I gotta get outta here."

Simba bolted to the gorge walls. As soon as he was near the walls. He felt the ground shake. As did, a few pebbles. A herd of wildebeest came down the wall. Simba didn't want to run away, that's what Scar wants. So, he climbed up the stone walls. He didn't know if it was the adrenaline, but he went up the wall like it was nothing. Before he knew it, he was at the top.

Simba silently cheered, "Yes! I beat Scar! That stupid traitor, I can't believe I liked him."

A deep voice called, "Simba, are you alright?" Simba knew that voice. He called back, "Yeah, I'm fine dad!"

He saw his father along with…ugh, Scar. Mufasa said, "Scar, told me that you were in a stampede. Did something cause this?"

Scar's plan was falling apart. Scar remembered something, "Well brother he was practicing his roar."

Simba put on a sly smile. He informed, "Actually, I didn't practice my roar. So, I guess something must've caused them to get scared."

Mufasa nodded, "I'll see to it. C'mon Zazu. Scar, can you take my son home?"

Scar's face was full of shock. But, he nodded. Zazu flew ahead of Mufasa. Mufasa followed behind. As ordered, Scar walked Simba home. He couldn't believe his plan failed. Anger boiled inside of him. He asked, "Simba, why didn't you listen to,"

He got cut off by Simba, "Oh, save it, Scar! I know you tried to kill me."

Scar's eyes widened. He laughed nervously, "Simba, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Simba glared at his uncle. He growled, "Really?"

Scar was taken aback by his nephew's new side. Simba mimicked Scar's voice, "Simba, it's to DIE for. Aren't those your exact words?"

Scar's sweet tone turned icy cold. He snarled, "You better not tell Mufasa, spoiled brat!"

Simba smiled, "Oh, I won't tell, If, you drop all of this, wanting to be king stuff."

Scar pushed Simba onto his back. He growled, "How do you know?"

Simba rolled his eyes. Not only is my Uncle evil, but he's also stupid. He smirked, "Duh! Why did you think I was out at midnight? You may be evil. But, you're really slow."

Scar roared, "You insolent brat!" he rose up his paw.

Simba had a whole lot of bravery right now. He said, "Go ahead! Kill me! That way, dad can figure out you did it and banish you." Scar growled once more and let Simba up. Simba dusted himself off and went ahead.

Scar slowly followed behind. Simba yelled back, "This is going to be fun! You're gonna take on the real future king!" He smiled with his eyes close. Simba opened his eyes and whispered, "Uh oh."

He dashed off; Scar was running after him. He still had a smile on his face. I don't care what you do Scar. Because, I'm gonna win.


This is a one shot at a What if story. I hope you like it. Please review.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Lion King songs or characters.