Scarred

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I could not see straight. I could not hear clearly. My paws were vacant of feeling. The touch of the sand was absent. Where was the heat? Where was the crash of waves? Where was the sun? The passion of the world's elements had neglected me. Dio called me a traitor. I turned away from the woman I loved. That was over a year ago. I think.

My God, I had forgotten.

I lifted my eyes, slowing my steady walk to that of a crawl. The girl, I had left her name behind me. My heart threw it out months ago. But her face was still there. That single image of the second her confused heart was torn in two, by my paws. The girl was dead and it was my fault. Or was she dead? I did not know. I could not know. Knowing meant caring. I would not care.

But I did.

My slumbering came to a halt and the rush of the elements came pounding back. Around me was the roar of waves and barking of those seadogs, the seals. Above flapped the wings of the ever calling seagulls, being carried by the humid breeze that swept in with the rigid waters. I let the liquid rush in around me, covering my burning pads. It did no good. The water was warm. The cold was gone from the world. Dio was mocking me. I had stolen the heat of passion from the girl's life, his girl, so now he would drowned me in His own heat. The heat He could control. The heat of the elements.

Let me burn.

I let myself become enveloped into the surrondings of the sea. I had often found myself by these waters in recent days. Each of my sorrows could be put into the salt fluid and carried away. Sometimes the aches would disapear into the depths, never to haunt me again. But more often the pains were rescued and brought back to me to be returned to my sweltering heart.

This pulsinging organ did not have many beats left.

[reborn890415]

It was a beautiful day, but it was not sunny it was kind of cold, he looked at the sea, this was an unusual place for someone like The Great Konta to be, since he was born in The Great pride, Akando, and at Akando it was mostly humid, and sunny, hardly any creature could live in the great lands of Akando. The Great Akando Prince then let out a sigh as he had nothing to do, he was always different places, and he would hardly meet his Pride after all he hated everybody in his Pride except his father, Ezhno

The Young Lion then stood down on the uncomfortable ground, he truly did not like it, it was just cold, and nasty. The Young Lion then slowly widened his eyes as he heard two things, One thing was just a weak prey, the other was another prey, but now it was a strong prey. He then thought about what stupid scent he should follow "the Weak one would be easier, and quicker to eat, but i am The Great Son Of Ezhno himself, i will go for the strong scented one."

The Young Son Of Ezhno then stood up slowly, and quickly ran to the scent, he arrived, and found the Strong Scent, it was just a little fox, was Konta's nose not working or something, a fox was not strong. Konta then crouched down slowly, his cold, and rocky eyes stood locked on the target, which was the little, and harmless fox. His Special Eyes told him the exact distance between the fox, and him.

As soon as he thought he was close enough he charged, the fox suddenly ran, but it was too late, with a quick, large swipe to the hind legs of the fox, the fox fell down easily, and then Konta gave a quick bite to the neck ending the fox's life easily, and quickly. He then carried the fox, by circling his teeth on the little fox's throat, he quickly headed to the weak scent. He easily found it laying on the ground. The so called prey was not weak in combat prowess, but was being disturbed emotionally, Konta knew because he felt like that every day because no body in his own Family loved him, his father hated him, and his mother gave up on him, his own mother gave up on him, oh well Konta did not care now, he would kill her a little bit later. He looked at the little feline.

He snarled showing disprove in any other weak creature any land Konta was in. The Young White Lion then said with an annoyed voice, and cold eyes What is a weak creature like an Ocelot doing here, It is giving me options on if i should kill you or not." He then dropped the fox that was on his moth, he looked at the fox, and smiled he loved looking at dead animals. He then shifted his head to the little Ocelot, and then roared, the roar was so loud that it could have been heard from miles, anyway every lion except cubs could do that. As he finished roaring he gave a smug smile, and look at the little Ocelot.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I found myself seemingly uninterested in the arriving scent of something that didn't belong. A lion was here by the sea, a lion of Akando. Akando was a fair distance away, so why would he be wandering down these beaches? I found it warm, but he would be discomforted by the chill, for it is greater than it is in the deserts of Akando.

Why did I even care? I should of been high-tailing it out of there. If I had any sense, that is what I would have been doing. But I don't have sense, I proved that long ago. Unnerved slightly, I turned to face the beast. His white mass towered over my small form for that is what our breeds said to do. Looking up, I met his chocolate gaze. "Can I help you?" The snare in my tone caught me by surprise, but the blank look on my face spoke boredom. I had not spoken a complete sentence since leaving the Peace Leaders. My gaze turned to a challenging one. "Well?"

Honestly, I didn't care if I lived or died.

[reborn890415]

The Akando Prince looked at the little bundle of fur, he hated when such weak, little animals such as Ocelots themselves came in any land The Great Konta was in. The Young Male then sneered at the little Ocelot as he stared at Konta with such an uninterested face, so it seemed like the little Ocelot was not scared of Konta having killed a fox about the Ocelot's size. Konta then gave a low growil trying to show the little Ocelot who was boss right now.

The Akando Price then looked as the lame, and little Ocelot waited for Konta's response, Konta then looked at the Ocelot with a smug smile, and said with an arrogant, and scary voice "Oh yes you little Ocelot i have something to say, but they might be the last words you hear. I am so annoyed on how our so called gods created you helpless creatures, but i should not judge an animal by it's size right." The Young Lion starts laughing for some seconds, after laughing, he releases his nast claws, trying to make himslef look more scary.

The Young Lion then snorted, and said "That makes me want to kill you, and your kind, you nast little punks do not deserve to live in this world, you guys are not allowed to be our great kind , the felines!" Konta then said with a intimidating voice "Say your last words, you little punk before i kill you." He then stood there watinf for a respond from the little Ocelot.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I continued to watch with a distant gaze. I blinked, taking my time with a response. I did not fear this cat. I would not reward him the satisfaction of knowing he had me shaking beneath his expression. If he killed me, it would almost be a blessing. Life was interesting, but it was also burdensome. Perhaps this would be my punishment. Maybe Dio sent this being to kill me since I had murdered the hopes of a little girl all those months ago.

"Where I lack in size, I have in agility. If I were to run up a tree, oh great Lion King," the sarcasm was thick in my tone, "you would not be able to rise up and get me. But I won't be fleeing, Great Fox Slayer." My expression changed to display a sliver of the sorrow I felt. "You will be doing the work of those gods you curse if you are to kill me. I harmed their child and they are vengeful fathers."

OOC//: So, you can have Konta attack but do not say that Alec is dead or anything. I want to play out his death....I have something planned

[reborn890415]

Konta looked at the Ocelot disgusted as he started to speak with it's sarcastic voice, that was how Konta used to act when he was just a little pup. The Young Lion did not want to interrupt him, he hated little Felines but he could not be that rude. The Akando Prine then said with a unhappy voice "So you are not going to flee, and you are not scared of death, you think that is going to impress such a person like me so pitiful." The Young Lion then laughed with amusment, and as he stopped he started laughing, he smiled at the Ocelopt trying to stop his laughter.

Afer some thinking The Akando Price decided to kill the little fur ball, The Young Lion then roared trying to show it was time for the Ocelot's death, as Konta remembered the Ocelot talking about how he was doing the work of the gods, Konta then got a sudden rage, and said with a rageful voice "I am not doing the gods work, i am doing my own work, i am the prince of Akando, do you expect me to belive these so called gods sent me, for saying that i will give you a Death Penalty you little punk."

The Young Akando Prince gave a roar it was probablly the last words the little fur ball would hear. Konta then said with a smile "Say Bye Bye little punk." The Young Male Lion then showed his teeth, and aimed his teeth at the Ocelot's little throat, as he lunged he sent his large paw with his Claws on the Ocelot's back trying to pervent him to escape.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

"Impressing you is the least of my desires, idiot. I merely couldn't care less, actually. You're one of the lower beings who thinks killing is a cool sport, I understand. It is hard to rise above and be strong. There has to be weak and their has to be strong. I do not think less of you because you are weak. It is something you are born into, Akando Child." My tone was now honest. It was true that I hated what this cat did with his life, but I would not judge him harshly for it. Not everyone could be as strong as those who chose the light. I was a darkness wanderer so I was one of the weak ones. It was only fitting I would be killed by another weak.

I felt the impact on my back and let my knees give way. All the emotional pain was drained with the blood that answered the contact of canines to my throat. Even if someone came to my aid now and fought back this lion, I was well aware he had hit my artery in my neck and I would die regardless. My lone prayer was that no one would die trying to save my fruitless and fading life. Please, Dio, I have never spoken kindly of you but hear my voice now on my death bed. Keep anyone who is near, away from this scene. Let the beast be gone before my corpse is discovered. I am not worthy of sympathy, even here on my death bed.

"Hey, you, get away from that Ocelot! You should be ashamed. We have so many enemies that are not feline, you should not add onto it. Your father hates you, so why would you push to be like him? You know the pain of a loveless life."

My heart froze in my chest as I shifted my heavy head in the direction of the familiar voice. The girl was only a blur, but I knew who it was. A name swept forward after so many moons of hiding. "Bhuvana?" My voice was weak and her sharp gaze turned to meet my darkening eyes. I though she had reconized me upon approach, but it was so clear now that she had not. My girl was still a Peace Leader, even after what I had done to her. Relief crept into my slowing heart. I had not killed her desires. She was willing to risk her life for a cat she did not think she knew. And now seeing my face contorted her own. I was Alec. I was the cat who had hardened the soft heart of a little girl. My sweet female was all grown up. With her rising age her innocence fleed much too quickly.

I watched the battle in her eyes as she took a step back, retreating away from the mess I was in. That's it, dear Bhu, run away now. I am not worth saving. The hate pushed into her eyes but then was tackled by an expression of devotion. The fuming emeralds snapped to the white lion towering over me. I had forgotten he was even there.

"I repeat, Konta, back off."

How did Bhuvana know the specifics of this male? It occured to me then that Anabi was the only Akando female with the option to bear male young who were allowed to live. This cat, if a native of Akando and the son of Ezhno, had to be Anabi's spawn. Anabi was a dear friend of Bhuvana's, a fellow Peace Leader. Anabi must have spoken of her son's fading light.

OOC//: Konta does not and can not know that Anabi is a peace leader. Her position is a secret to all except the chosen few (the other Peace Leaders and then Alec).

[reborn890415]

The Young Akando Prince smiled as his teeth made contact, even if he struggled it was too late his death came, a little throat like that could not last the big teeth of a Great Lion. The Young Lion then bit even more, and suddenly he heard a noise, it was one of those lame, and little Ocelots again.

The White Young Lion then roared as she started talking about his dad. Konta paused his killing, he was frozen, and he stood up slowly he was at a big rage now he wanted to kill all of these annoying Ocelots, he then said slowly, and with a sad voice "D-D-Do not talk about my Father, he was a proud lion, he did not care for me because i was a pup now i am one of the strongest Feline you can meet!, i am going to show my father i am not worthless, i am the great king of Akando, my mom was the one who did not care of me, she did not want to raise me, i was just a charismatic, and what you called good pup, that make me disgusted!"

The White Young Lion then growled a low throaty growl, as he was filled with great rage, it was true Konta was son of Anabi, and he could have been one of the Peace Leaders, but only when he was a cub, he totally changed he had too much hate in his life. The Young Lion then heard as the Ocelot started telling him to back off, and she started with her name, he roared, and said "What are you going to do little Ocelot, go all midget on me." The Akando Prince then got to senses, and remembered she said his name, and he then said with still rage in him "And how do you know my name little Ocelot."

[I L Y I C H]

My trail hurried behind that of Bhuvana's tail swishing with anxiety. My deer little friend would get herself killed one day, standing up to people. But her anger was mine, and I glared just as readily down at the young male. How could you take such glory from death? It wasn't your strength doing anything, it was your weakness. You inability to control yourself. Some demented need for power. My hackles ruffled up.

My body stiffened further at Bhuvana's sudden hectic expression, my own eyes wrenching to touch the face of the downed creature. Another ocelot. A rather specific ocelot. Hate pooled in my heart. Alec. Dio forgive me for it, but I could not forgive the lad. I never would be able to forgive him, for what he did. But I was not a monster, and my hate did not reach its fangs into my actions.

Besides my Bhuvana was in danger. Alec was dead already, the fangs in his throat had torn an artery. He would not survive, his throat had been to thin for the larger maw. But that was not the point. Bhuvana was the point. Alec was too far gone, we had come too late, but Bhuvana was in danger now.

My pace increased, paws snapping a crescendo upon the hard dry ground as I neared. "She has friends, tassel for brains" My snarl rose in ferocity. I was not above being mean, and maybe that made me a bad person but my temper got results. "And I'm bigger then you, yearling lion" This may be Anabi's son but he was his father's prodigy.

Meaning he may be to stupid to hear reason. Ezhno had always been good at that.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Bhuvana

I watched the former friend melt away, his eyes dimming to a point of no return. He was gone. The only boy I had ever cared personally about and he was gone. I hated him. I loved him. I wanted to kill him myself, yet embrace the fallen form and bellow my sorrows. I had watched him die and had not lifted a paw against his attacker. I still wasn't lifting a paw.

My downcasted expression was masked over as Alia appeared beside me, challenging the young male. It was true; a yearling lion was not much of a threat against an adult leopardess. Of course I would not fight, I had a strict no violence policy...unless Alia was in danger. Oh, if this cat injured my Ma all of Dio's wrath would be taken out on the boy. I would die in the woman's defence, even if it was just defending her smiles.

"You do not need to know how I know your name, Konta. I know more about you than you do, I would assume." I turned a blind eye to the motionless ocelot by the lion's feet. I could not let the hate and love and sorrow swallow me in this situation. I was raised to be a Peace Leader. Sometimes that called for ignoring of my own emotions. I had become good at that lately. Too good.

"And, Konta, your mother loves you. But, like she did Izaray, she had to let you take your own path. You chose to be like your father so that is why she walked away. But she is waiting to help you find the light, I am sure of it." I urged the male hopefully, eyes stern but voice gentle.

[reborn890415]

The Akando Prince looked at the two felines as he was surrounded by some worthless felines. The Withe Lion then looked at the leopard with merciless eyes, and said with an annoyed voice "How dare you challenge me, it looks like you want to die a horrible death like this Ocelot did." The Akando Prince slowly shifted his eyes on the two felines to the dead Ocelot that was in front of his paws. The Withe Lion then yawned as he was truly tired.

The Young White Lion then listened to the Ocelot as she started talking about how she knew more about Konta than he did himself. The Young Lion was about to laugh, and say something, but he did not. Konta then listened as the little Ocelot said even more, Konta still had his eyes on the Leopard, he was ready to kill the Leopard too, the Leopard was talking about how she was bigger than Konta a few minutes ago, when soon Konta was going to be way bigger than her. The White Lion then gave a roar, and listened more to the Ocelot, as the Ocelot finished, Konta said with a sad voice, still thinking about his mom, and his family "Do not bring that sick name of hers, Izaray i am going to kill her too soon enough, and do not worry i believe in all those dark, and light stuff, i have known it since i was a cub, since i was very much like my mother, but now you are right i am full of darkness, and how do you know she will help me, i am totally encircled in darkness, i learned from hate, and pain, have you guys felt the same thing!, everyone hated me, they changed me into the ugly monster i am now, but what they gave me will give me more power!"

The Yougn White Lion started laughing maniacally, as he was filled with darkness, he then stopped laughing, and looked again at the dead Ocelot, and the dead fox, he smirked, and widened his eyes as he enjoyed seeing their dead body's. As he stopped looking he started eating the Ocelot's body, and the Fox's body waiting for the Ocelot, and the Leopard to say something.

[I L Y I C H]

I refused to respond to his words, harsh and grating as they were upon my heart. poor boy, forced into the dark by his family. No... he had had a choice, his mother was my friend and a peace leader. He had turned his back on her just as readily as she had been forced to turn her back on him. He was Ezhno's child through and through, and sympathy fell out the window.

I felt pity for him, but pity leads into hate far too often, so I brushed that away as well. Right now I could not be the kind creature I so wanted to be. I had to be the enemy. It hurt that I must turn my back on my own teachings, but I must. Dio lead the way to peace, but peace can not come on the back of pure pacifism. Violence was, no matter how harsh, necessary in certain conditions.

And then that bastard started to eat Alec. Black backed ears curled back against my skull, and a snarl tore from me. Mt frame enlarged with fury, and despite my coldness towards the man gripped in the white lion's jaws I felt tears well up. How could someone commit such a monstrosity? Be hurt! Be angry! This! This was not needed! Shoulders stiff I stood my ground and glared at the monster across from me.

"You, Konta. You are the reason you are dark. It is no one else's fault, you weak hearted child" People like him were the reason why the world was black. Why Dio was sorrowful in his cloudy domain. His family had hurt him and with that Konta's soul could find no other solace then destruction. It was childish, and pathetic. It was the root of all hurt and misery. Pain. Why could no one deal with pain?

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

My heart swelled for this lion, knowing the life he had been so mercilessly born into. All of us knew that pain, but some of us were born with the will to survive and carry the lantern through. Sometimes the lanterns go out, the oil runs dry, rain dampens the flame. More often than not, the flame is doused as the oxygen is choked from it. Try as it may, its fate is sealed. I knew that choking pain, that pain that made each day another scar upon your heart. But I had risen my paws up and lifted that bowl from over me, letting the oxygen flow in to fuel my fire once more. I had chosen to survive.

My jaws parted to speak gentle kindness to this hurt young male, to shed some light into the dark that threatened to swallow him. They snapped closed as the brute bent down and began his devouring of the fallen Ocelot. Alec. My Alec. The one I had loved and hated. The one who was both my best friend and my worst enemy. The only cat who had made me feel a passion beyond reason, whether it be a passion for positive or negative. This cat was not just eating an Ocelot, he was eating the one who held my beating heart...a beating heart that had so few beats left.

Rage came in the place of the sympathy I had let myself feel. A rage that was beyond even violence. I could not work the limbs on my form, my body refused to carry me into war against a tom who had a paw the size of my head. I had more logic than that for I had learned that one can not be lead by emotions in a world of broken truths. We did not know what was real and what was fake, what relationships were true and who was who. I would not bring myself to fight for a dead cat that may not have even been the one I was supposed to be with forever. What did Dio know? He had told me to hang onto Alec because we were meant to be, but Alec had left.

It hit me then how guilty I felt.

If I had fought harder to keep Alec by my side as Dio had recommended, chances were the cat would still be alive. In an indirect way, I had murdered the best friend I had ever had. Dio had warned me, but I had been young and foolish--I had been run by emotion rather than devotion. I had killed Alec. I was no better than this lion. And, suddenly, that sympathy turned to empathy.

"The pain is universal, Konta. We all know it, it is just how you chose to work with it that determines where you stand on the spectrum. Dio gives us all a choice." My eyes were hard but my lips were twisted. I was strong. I was strong. I was strong. If I didn't keep telling myself that, I would crumble. I'm a good kitty. A nice kitty. A loyal kitty. "Konta, please don't take after your father. Ezhno has a bleak future because of the choices he has made. Your mother is looking for an opening to save you; create that opening!" The expression on my face turned energetic and eager with those words. I wanted this cat saved. I wanted to see a son of Anabi continue her work.

Beside me, I was oblivious to the leopardess' readiness for a fight. Peace Leaders do not war with tooth or claw, but only voice. I had come up with that thought on my own and I imagined the other Leaders felt similarly. What I refused to admit is that sometimes the clear blue sky only comes after the hurricane.

[reborn890415]

The Young Akando Prince eyed the two other felines, a lame leopard he was starting to get annoyed of, and a little wise Ocelot that knew what to do. The Akando Prince listened to the leopard, as the leopard stopped, The Young Lion roared with anger, and said with an angry voice "Hey you Leopard know where your place is Scum, i am the prince of Akando i won't bother squishing you like a bug." The White Lion then stopped talking to the Leopard that got him angry, and started listening to the little wise Ocelot. As the wise Ocelot started talking Konta put his head down, he started thinking about his days as a little cub, and how his whole family hated him.

The Akando Prince then noticed the wise Ocelot stopped talking, it was his turn to talk but he was still thinking. Konta then growled as he thought about his father hating him, and beating him up, The Young White Lion then gave a low throaty growl, and said with a voice that was still very angry "Wise Ocelot i will give you a promise for showing me respect, i will not follow my father anymore but do not expect me to be weak as the others i still very much carry a grudge on my sister, and many other people, if you say that my mom is trying to help me i believe you but i won't fully believe until i see it with my own eyes." The Young Akando Prince then left the remains of the Fox, and the Ocelot to them, and slowly left still thinking about his family and him.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

My eager eyes turned excited as the lion turned away from Alia and spoke confidently to me. His mind was clearly miles away, in the heart of the Akando camp, but his words were honest. Alia's rough housing had caused my kinder tactic seem more welcoming. I knew that if not for Alia's brutality, Konta would not have considered what I said. It was a good cop bad cop scenerio in perfection. We had been going about this all wrong. We were police, not Generals or Dictators. And we were a team. One cats strength was another's diving board. We could not work without each other.

My eyes followed Konta as he started off. I did not know whether to chase after him like I would have as a cub and show him in thanks for listening to me, or to do as I had come to do so often; crawl into my shell and clean up the mess, the duty done. I decided it was time to take out the broom. "May Dio's blessing go with you, Kind and Noble Konta. You have become a Stronger Man because of your decision to return to your kinder roots."

Time to let Anabi know her dear son has returned.