monsters!"
"Monsters?" Kopa chuckled. "There's no such thing."
"How do you know? Have YOU ever seen one?" Kyla asked.
"Well...no," Kopa replied. "But you haven't either."
"But--"
"And I'm gonna go find one." Kopa announced. "You guys coming?" The twins backed away, trembling a bit in fear.
"No way! You're crazy for even WANTING to go!" exclaimed Kyla. "It might be dangerous. You heard your Dad say he didnt wanna put anyone in danger! Those Outlanders sound bad!"
"Well, I think they're just not being very understanding." Kopa nodded, matter of factly. "Nothing in the pridelands is ALL bad. And I'm going whether you guys come or not." Kopa left the area, leaving his friends in confusion as to what to do.
The prince wandered further away from home than he normally did. For some reason he didn't see many animals to ask questions to. He asked the hippo, but he was too lazy to even stay awake to answer Kopa's question. Kopa tried getting the elephant's attention, but he had to climb a tree to do it. He figured that since an elephant never forgets, that he'd be able to say who (or what) the outsiders were. But all the elephant said was that he had no idea who or what he outsiders could possibly be. Kopa was just about to call it quits, when he spotted Uncle Timon and Uncle Pumba digging for grubs in the dirt. Kopa greeted them.
"Hey, Kopa!" Timon grinned. "Just the guy we're lookin' for!" He pointed up a tree. "There's TONS of bugs in that tree trunk!"
"Go up there an drop them all down for us and we can have a feast!" Pumba said, licking his porcine lips.
The cub stared up the tree. It's height rather frightened Kopa, but he needed to stay on track with his goal to find out more about the outsiders. "I would, Uncle Pumba, but I'm kind of busy right now. Do you guys know anything about the outsiders?"
"Outsiders?!" Pumba exclaimed. "What do ya wanna know about THEM for?"
"I'm...curious."
"Well, ya know what they say," Timon put his hand on Kopa's shoulder. "'Curiosity killed the meerkat.' So take my advice, and just forget about 'em!"
"I can't do THAT," Kopa sighed. "Isn't it my duty as future king to know why my people hate each other?"
"Uh..." Pumba stared blankly off into nothing. "They TECHNICALLY aren't 'your people' seeing as they live in the outlands." Pumba pointed his hoof in the direction of the outlands. Timon slapped his hand onto the warthog's mouth to prevent any sort of language from being bellowed without thinking.
Kopa looked at his uncles quizically. "The outlands, huh?" Kopa grinned and looked towards the outlands.
"Pumba, shut up!" Timon yelled. "Why do you hafta do that! Always blurting out stuff that doesn't need to be said!"
"Me, blurting out stuff? Why do you always gotta blame me for everything!" The meerkat and warthog continued their arguing and Kopa saw this as an opportunity to head towards the outlands where he'd be able to get all of his questions answered.
It was a long walk to the outlands; much longer than Kopa had hoped for. He traveled so far, even Pride Rock was out of site. Kopa would never get lost, though. He had an excellent sense of direction, however, the traveling made him a bit tired. Kopa was looking around for an outsider, but no living thing was in site. The ground was hard and dry and there were hardly any plants growing. There was a river, but it did not look all too pleasant to drink. The water was colored grayish green and was foggy and very still. Kopa walked carefully across a log over the river and made it to the other side.
Once Kopa's feet reached dry land, he sat on the ground to take a short rest. It was starting to get dark. He hoped that his parents wouldn't scold him for beoing out past dark, because he assumed that would be the approximate time he'd be home.
Something rustled in the bushes and it caught Kopa's attention. The prince got on all fours in a defensive stance, ready to take on anything that might leap from the bushes and attack him. He was a bit frightened because he was expecting a monster to appear. Suddenly a brown blur jumped from behind the bush and at the same moment, Kopa leapt from his spot and clashed with it. The two bodies tumbled to the ground and fought, not to the death. Kopa rolled backwards and managed to pin his opponent to the ground. It was another lion cub like himself, only his eyes were green and he seemed a bit older than himself.
"W-What are you doing?!" the strange cub exclaimed from under Kopa.
"Oh, uh, sorry," Kopa apologized. "I didn't mean to attack you! But you can't be too careful when outsiders are around!"
"What are you talking about?" the cub pushed Kopa off him. "I'm an outsider! And you're trespassing into MY territory!"
"YOU'RE an outsider?!" Kopa was shocked. How could his own kind ridicule someone...of his own kind? It did not make any sense. "But you're a lion just like me!"
"That's where you're wrong, Pridelander!" the cub said in a cocky way. "An outsider doesn't need anybody! I take care of MYSELF!" He walked onto a green log floating in the river and sat on it, sticking his chest out in a proud way.
"How cool!" Kopa smiled, walking on the same log as his new friend. "I bet it's really fun being an outsider!"
"Oh it--" the cub's expression changed from happy to terrified and he screamed. Kopa, not knowing why, looked behind himself and seen a pair of jaws towering over him. He screamed as well. The two cubs fleed before the aligator could munch onto them. They ran until they could settle on a small island in the middle of the river.
"Haha, that was a close one," the outsider cub chuckled.
"Heh, yeah," Kopa replied, still a bit unsure of their situation. Just then the island they were on began to move. The two cubs gasped, realizing that it was not land they were on, but an entire group of alligators. Kopa jumped onto a nearby log, which he made sure wasn't an alligator. The other cub jumped right past him, hopping from one alligator to the next.
"Hey! Where are you going!" Kopa asked, thinking that the cub was going to abandon him.
"I'm distracting them! Run for it!" The outsider hurdled over more alligators to get them all to chase him. It was kind of working, but then as soon as an alligator pulled just out of his reach, he landed in the water and was smacked very hard by it's tail. The cub swam to the surface of the river, coughing, trying to keep himself afloat. That got all of the alligators' attention and they began to swim right towards him. The cub tried climbing up a fallen log, but could not bring himself up fast enough. An alligator was just about to eat the struggling cub, until Kopa jumped onto it's nose and forced it shut.
"Move it!" Kopa yelled. The two cubs scurried up the log and jumped onto the ledge above with triumphant laughter. They looked down into the pit of alligators, which were trying their best to climb up the wall, but to no avail. "Ha! That's what you get for messing with lions!" Kopa shouted at them.
"Better luck, next time, guys!" The other cub kicked dirt at them and laughed.
"Whoa, that was so cool!" Kopa exclaimed to the outsider. "You kept running from them and they couldn't catch ya! And then that one almost did, but I jumped on his head! There's no way they'd ever get us! Know why? Cuz we're a great team! I couldn't have done it without ya!"
"Really?" The cub smiled, seeming a bit surprised that he had been complimented. "Heh, I guess we DO make a pretty good team! My name's Kovu, what's yours?"
"I'm Kopa!" he replied. "Haha, I guess our names sound pretty similar, huh?" Kovu agreed. "I wonder if we look the same?" The two cubs peered into a small puddle and looked at the other's reflection. If they didnt know any better, they would have thought they were the same person.
"We kinda do! How weird is that!" Kovu chuckled. He was then splashed in the face by Kopa. "What was that for!"
Kopa got into a playful stance. "C'mon, Kovu, let's play!" Kovu looked at him, confused as to what to do. "You...DO know how to play, don't you?"
"I dunno," Kovu sighed, a bit frustrated with himself. "Is this playing?" He pounced on top of Kopa, but was frightened off him by a loud roar. Towering over the two cubs was Simba. Not even a moment later, another lion emerged, only female.
"Zira..." Simba growled.
"Simba...!" Zira readied herself at that moment to attack her "former king" but stopped herself once she realized that he was not alone. A few of his lionesses (and a warthog and meerkat) appeared behind him. Zira spotted Nala and for some reason it reminded her about how Scar wanted her before herself. "Nala." she scoffed. Nala rolled her eyes.
"Timon, Pumba!" Timon introduced, obviously annoyed with the bitter atmosphere. "Great! Now that we all know each other, GET OUT OF OUR PRIDELANDS!"
"YOUR Pridelands?!" Zira roared, scaring the poor meerkat. She turned to Simba. "These lands belong to SCAR!"
"You're in no position to challenge me, Zira!" Simba reminded. "I've banished you from the Pridelands, now you and your cub need to GET OUT!" Kovu and Kopa both gasped at the site of their parents fighting each other.
"Oh, yes, I have forgotten," Zira grinned. "You have
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