Chapter 1: Kovu’s weird dream

Kiara and Kovu had just drifted off to sleep. Kovu kept turning around in his sleep. He dreamed his mother Zira was still alive and out to kill him.  She took a deadly blow to his head and he fell to the ground dead. Kovu woke up immediately and ran out of the cave as fast as he could. He sprinted to the top of pride rock and looked around he could see nothing moving all he could hear was the sound of the wind blowing through his mane. Then he heard a voice behind him. “Had a bad night hey Kovu?” Kovu turned around to see it was only Simba. Kovu gave a sigh of relief to see the lion king standing up tall in front of him. “What’s wrong”? The great king asked. “I had a dream,” he explained. “Zira…. alive…. kill” he stammered. “I see” Simba sighed. “But whatever it is I think it means something” Kovu explained. “You have to over come your fears like I did when I was your age and killed your evil father,” Simba told him. “I’ll remember that next time I think something stupid”. Kovu joked. “It’s not stupid what it is’ is just the stuff you need to become king”. Simba explained. Kovu smiled at Simba and then changed the subject. “You know I think I’ll go back to sleep”. He yawned. “You’re right it really is late,” Simba agreed. They walked side-by-side back to the cave. “Goodnight” said Kovu to Simba. “Goodnight” said Simba to Kovu.

 

                  Chapter two: The hunt and the lion

 

 

 

All of the lionesses were going out for a hunt. Queen Nala led them down to the grasslands. They saw a group of water buffalo. Vitani, Kovu’s sister looked a bit nervous this was only her fifteenth time hunting with the pride Landers. Nala crept slowly towards the water buffalo. Then she leaped; the other lionesses ran with her. Vitani stayed still and when no one was looking she ran in the opposite direction. She looked back at the group of lionesses attacking the water buffalo’ She suddenly bumped into something. It was a tall grey lion with a black mane. She gulped and stepped back. He came out of the darkness to reveal a handsome lion with a gruff face, the old king who had got killed by Scar the rouge lion that happened to be his brother. He scratched Vitani’s left leg and she roared in pain. Her roar caused all the other lionesses to run towards her. The lion was outnumbered and he ran back into the darkness. Nala and a few other lionesses carried Vitani back to pride rock. The lionesses gave her some of their water buffalo.  “That must have been an eventful day for you” she winced. “Well we did catch five buffalo but you’re hurt” Nala reminded her. “If that lion ever crosses my path again I’ll scratch him to shreds” she declared. She stood up and bounded around before collapsing to the ground again. “I don’t think there’ll be any scratching for you Vitani?” Nala’s mother Sarafina told her. Well as soon as my leg’s better I am going out there too do some damage she declared in a croaky voice and she meant it.

               

             Chapter three: Training, training and more training

 

 

Kiara and Kovu were strolling out on the savannah grass when they heard shouting. It was Timon the meerkat and Pumbaa the warthog. A herd of antelope were heading right for them. Kiara and Kovu rushed to them as fast as they could. Kiara let Timon jump on her back and Kovu did the same for Pumbaa.

“Whew you weigh a ton,” Kovu breathed. “What did you eat last night?” He asked.

Half a dozen beetles, six dung beetles and sixteen stag beetles including the stinger” Pumbaa replied. “ Oh heck” Kovu panted. The two lions leaped out of the way of the stampede just in time. “Are you okay?” asked Kiara. “OKAY’…. OKAY” how can we be okay when we nearly got squashed by a herd of horsies”

Timon. Screamed. “Thank you for saving us” thanked Pumbaa in a kind voice. “I think we should just let Timon be angry,” Kovu suggested. “Thanks again” Pumbaa called back as he trotted off with Timon on his back. “Well that was a good job there” came a voice behind them. They turned around it was Simba and Nala coming down a hill. “The way you carried Pumbaa after all that he’d eaten was very impressive”. “You mean you watched the whole thing?” Kovu questioned. “Every single step that you took” Nala added. I think it’s time to do some training” Simba declared. “What training? Asked Kiara. “Training to be king and queen of course”. Nala explained. “I will go with Kovu and you will go with Kiara” Simba informed to Nala. Simba and Kovu went off to a hollow log and sat down on it. For a long time Kovu said nothing. Then Simba spoke. “Come on first things first you have to fight like a king” he told Kovu. “On the count of three I want you to pounce at me”. Simba instructed. “One…. Two…. THREE Simba shouted. Kovu leaped at Simba but he just stepped out of the way sending Kovu flying. “Ouch” Kovu winced rubbing his head with his paw. “Why did you do that?” he complained. “That’s what I’m supposed to do” Simba replied in a confident voice. So I want you to sneak up on me as quietly as you can and then pounce before I move out the way. “Okay” Kovu panted. Kovu went all the way to the back of the savannah and by the time Simba had been laying in the grass for an hour Kovu had only walked a metre from where he started. Kovu gathered speed and ran towards Simba. Kovu pounced at him but he rolled out the way again. “OHHHHH why can’t I do it?” Kovu complained. “Because you’re too noisy,” Simba replied. “Alright lets start again” Simba sighed. Meanwhile on the other side of the savannah Kiara and Nala were doing something very difficult, catching antelope. Kiara was sprinting after one as fast as she could she leaped and missed then she fell flat on her face on the floor. She looked up at her mother she was bleeding around her right eye. She looked up and realised she had scratched the antelopes hind leg. It was dizzy and began to wobble then it fell to the floor. “I did it” Kiara gasped and she began to bound in circles. She walked off. “Kiara where are you going?” asked Nala. “To you “ Kiara answered. “But I’m over here” Nala told her. “Oh” Kiara giggled. “I think that your injured eye is causing you to see things strangely,” Nala explained to her daughter. “We had better take you back to pride rock” Nala comforted. Kovu was still trying to catch Simba. Kovu darted to the tall grass for his eighty-third turn. He sneaked behind a rock then a tree then he stalked Simba and then he pounced on Simba’s back. “You did it” Simba cheered scrambling to his feet. “I guess I did” Kovu smiled. “Come on we have to go back now,” Simba urged. “It’s fresh antelope for dinner” he added. “ I have dibs on one of the legs” Kovu slobbered. Kovu came back to see Kiara asleep with a cut on her eye. “What happened?” Kovu gasped. “Kiara got injured while chasing an antelope,” Nala explained. Kovu lay next to his injured mate and nuzzled her then he put his head on the floor and fell asleep.

 

 

               Chapter four: how frightening can it get

 

 

 

Kovu dreamed that he was walking through the pride lands when a shadow loomed ahead of him he ran towards it to see Zira sitting near the dead body of Kiara. Zira ran towards him and pounced. She pinned him to the ground then a herd of antelope came hurtling down a path Zira got off of Kovu leaving him to get trampled to death. Kovu woke up and gasped. He looked at Kiara who was breathing and sleeping peacefully next to him there was no sign of Zira or any antelope except the leftovers they had yesterday. Kovu strolled out of the cave and went to Rafiki’s tree. He walked in without knocking and called Rafiki’s name. Rafiki came down from a high branch and answered in a sleepy voice. “Yes master Kovu”. “I’ve had the same dream from the night before only it’s worse!” Kovu panted. “That is not good!” Rafiki gasped. “Not good at all”. “ What is it who is it where is it? Kovu breathed. Rafiki began telling a story. “Decades ago a young lion named Watini moved to the pride lands”. “He came to me and told me exactly what you just said” “Everything?” asked Kovu. “Every word” Rafiki answered. “On Monday when he had the dream he was scared” Rafiki told him. “On Tuesday it got worse” he continued. “On Wednesday he was running around like a maniac. “On Thursday he didn’t walk off pride rock. “On Friday he felt sick”. On Saturday he felt worse. Rafiki paused for a minute and then continued. “Finally on Sunday he

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