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“Kion! You’re out of control!” Fuli argued towards her friend.
“Am I?! All I wanna do is get to the tree of life so I can get better!” Kion argued back, “But everyone keeps slowing me down!” He said, looking at Fuli and the guard.
“We’re not try’na slow you down! We’re TRYING to help you get there!”
“Ugh... feels like I’m dragging you along.” Kion rolled his eyes, growing more impatient with the group as a whole.

Fuli sighed. “Kion. Your scar hurts. So you’re not thinking straight.” She calmly explained. “That’s why you were mean to Beshte-”
“I’m NOT being mean!” Kion objected.
“You kinda are...” Bunga whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, giving a akward smile afterwards, having been exposed. A growl escaped from Kion’s throat, baring his teeth at the honey badger, who took a step back in response.

“Kion.” Fuli started, moving swiftly in front of Bunga, bringing herself to the lions attention. “Maybe this is one of those times where I should take over.-”
“Take over!?”
“Until you feel better!”
“I’M the leader of the guard, Fuli!” Kion snapped at her. “And I don’t think so!” He said, hunching down and letting out a growl, as if preparing to attack.
Fuli glared at Kion in disbelief. He’s seriously not gonna pull something like this, would he? It’s just a mere bluff. Still, she couldn’t risk to take any chances. Especially now—with his current state. “Don’t do this Kion.” She warned, hunching down.
The guard was frozen in shock. Were they about to fight? No, that’s impossible! Kion and Fuli are friends, they’d never-
“Wait!” Makini squealed, running in between the two. “Kion, shwari! Remember? Shwari?” The mandril repeated slowly, though, not sounding too calm herself. “We can talk about this! You and Fuli don’t need to-”
“This doesn’t involve you, Makini!” Kion roared, pushing back the Mandril, though, a little too hard, knocking her harshly, to the ground.

“Makini!” the guard cried in a union, all going over to help her. They stared, shocked at Kion, as the leader glared at them, not even seeming to show the slightest sign of remorse on his face. Once the group made sure that Makini was fine—or at least that was how she insisted on feeling—, that’s when Fuli stepped in to voice her thoughts, once again, butting heads with Kion, “Kion, you’re OUT OF CONTROL!” Fuli growled.
“What!? She was getting in my way!” He growled back.
“You didn’t need to push her! You could’ve-”
“I could’ve WHAT?” Kion snapped back. “Didn’t you forget? I’m the LEADER, Fuli!” Kion reminded her. “I get to make the decisions around here!”
Fuli couldn’t reply back. She just—couldn’t. This wasn’t the Kion she or the rest of the Lion Guard knew.
“And as your leader, I say that we keep moving.” Kion finally finished with a huff, starting to walk the other direction, paying no regard for if the guard was to follow him or not. He didn’t care at this point. They were slowing him down from his objective. Being nice to other animals or helping them out was not gonna bring them any closer to where they needed to be.

“Y’know, Kion...” Fuli started, “You’re really starting to act a lot like Scar.” She called out, bitterly. Kion came to a halt. “He hurt others around him, and only cared about himself! Can’t you see that’s what YOU’RE doing right now!? That’s not what the leader of the Lion guard does.” She finished. Suddenly all went Quiet. Did Fuli finally grab Kion’s attention with this? Did this get him to think back on his actions? Was he going to apologize, like he’d normally do? Was he-

“Don’t. EVER. COMPARE ME TO HIM AGAIN!” Kion roared, lunging at Fuli, knocking her to the ground, catching her by surprise. The rest of the guard yelped as they witnessed what was going on. “Hapana! What’s happening?!?” Ono panicked, “Oh, I’m glad I can’t watch—”.
“Kion! Stop!” Makini demanded, but was too afraid to stop him. Fuli took no time and fought back, Clawing, scratching, punching and biting, and basically what it took to force Kion to stand down. She dodged his attacks, actually inflicting more damage onto him. By now, Kion’s expression was scrunched up im a blind rage. No matter how the group looked at it, they knew that this wasn’t Kion. This wasn’t the friend they grew up with. The lion and cheetah rolled around, and threw one another towards the ground until Kion suddenly had the upper hand, pinning down Fuli with a paw. The guard didn’t have a moment to lose. They knew that they had to act now, and fast. Anga, Beshte and Bunga came up with a quick plan. The three nodded at one another and parted, doing their parts. Bunga and Anga latched onto Kion, holding him back, desparately trying to get him off of Fuli, and at the same time, preventing him away from landing another hit on her.
Kion turned to face the two, “Huh!? Bunga? Anga!? Let go!” Kion ordered with a growl, but the two wouldn’t budge. “That’s not gonna happen.” Anga called out. “Nahh!” Bunga replied, almost playfully.
With Kion momentarily distracted, it gave the guard a chance to unleash the second part of their plan, and it involved a- “Big B’!” “Beshte, Now!” Both Bunga and Anga called out, signaling for Beshte to carry out his part of the plan. Beshte nodded. “On it!” He shouted. “Twende kiboko!!!!” “Wait- wait, Beshte- I’m still on here!! HapanaaaAaaAAAA!!!” Ono squaked as he gripped tightly onto Beshte as the hippo charged in.
“Sorry Kion! You’ll thank us later!” Bunga said as an ‘apology in advance’ as he hopped off of Kion. Anga, at the same time letting go, as Bunga yelled a quick “Zuka Zamaaa!” before Beshte crashed into Kion, sending the lion across from them, hitting the ground with a thud and a very painfull grunt, away from Fuli.

“Sorry Ono.” Beshte apologized to the egret that was shaking above him, holding the hippos ears closely together. “Next time... please tell me to get off BEFORE you do that...” he replied, sickly. “You got it!” Beshte agreed, cheerfully.

The guard all huddled around Fuli, asking and making sure if she was alright. Though, she only had slight wounds, it was nothing serious, or permanent. “I’m fine, you guys, really!” She insisted, managing to crack a smile. “Are you sure?” Makini asked. “Kion seemed like he wanted to hurt you really bad!”. “Huh! Please! If anything I would’ve taken care of him by my...-” Fuli’s voice faded as her eyes trailed off onto Kion, who was now getting up, shaking the dirt and dust off of himself. He looked towards the group. His expression held a look of betrayal. A look of sadness that soon turned once again into bitterness and frustration. But, Everyone knew that he wouldn’t try something again. A hit from Beshte is a tough one, and if he even tried, Fuli knew that she would’ve put him back in his place. “...self” she finally finished, though with a lower tone.

~~
Okay, so, this was a what-if scenario on what if Kion, during that one iconic scene from the episode “Friends to the end” in season 3, actually let his anger and frustration, towards the group, get the best of him. Also, with the additions of other things to actually push him to the edge!
I actually felt REALLY proud writing this! I had been working on it for a few months now :v Though, I’m not really finished here! There’s gonna be another part of this ‘what if/rewrite’ so, yeah! I hope y’all liked this part!

For the Kion and Fuli poses, I refrenced the poses from this piece by Panther85!
www.deviantart.com/panther85/a… !

Part 2: www.deviantart.com/genocide-kn…

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“Kion! You’re out of control!” Fuli argued towards her friend.
“Am I?! All I wanna do is get to the tree of life so I can get better!” Kion argued back, “But everyone keeps slowing me down!” He said, looking at Fuli and the guard.
“We’re not try’na slow you down! We’re TRYING to help you get there!”
“Ugh... feels like I’m dragging you along.” Kion rolled his eyes, growing more impatient with the group as a whole.

Fuli sighed. “Kion. Your scar hurts. So you’re not thinking straight.” She calmly explained. “That’s why you were mean to Beshte-”
“I’m NOT being mean!” Kion objected.
“You kinda are...” Bunga whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, giving a akward smile afterwards, having been exposed. A growl escaped from Kion’s throat, baring his teeth at the honey badger, who took a step back in response.

“Kion.” Fuli started, moving swiftly in front of Bunga, bringing herself to the lions attention. “Maybe this is one of those times where I should take over.-”
“Take over!?”
“Until you feel better!”
“I’M the leader of the guard, Fuli!” Kion snapped at her. “And I don’t think so!” He said, hunching down and letting out a growl, as if preparing to attack.
Fuli glared at Kion in disbelief. He’s seriously not gonna pull something like this, would he? It’s just a mere bluff. Still, she couldn’t risk to take any chances. Especially now—with his current state. “Don’t do this Kion.” She warned, hunching down.
The guard was frozen in shock. Were they about to fight? No, that’s impossible! Kion and Fuli are friends, they’d never-
“Wait!” Makini squealed, running in between the two. “Kion, shwari! Remember? Shwari?” The mandril repeated slowly, though, not sounding too calm herself. “We can talk about this! You and Fuli don’t need to-”
“This doesn’t involve you, Makini!” Kion roared, pushing back the Mandril, though, a little too hard, knocking her harshly, to the ground.

“Makini!” the guard cried in a union, all going over to help her. They stared, shocked at Kion, as the leader glared at them, not even seeming to show the slightest sign of remorse on his face. Once the group made sure that Makini was fine—or at least that was how she insisted on feeling—, that’s when Fuli stepped in to voice her thoughts, once again, butting heads with Kion, “Kion, you’re OUT OF CONTROL!” Fuli growled.
“What!? She was getting in my way!” He growled back.
“You didn’t need to push her! You could’ve-”
“I could’ve WHAT?” Kion snapped back. “Didn’t you forget? I’m the LEADER, Fuli!” Kion reminded her. “I get to make the decisions around here!”
Fuli couldn’t reply back. She just—couldn’t. This wasn’t the Kion she or the rest of the Lion Guard knew.
“And as your leader, I say that we keep moving.” Kion finally finished with a huff, starting to walk the other direction, paying no regard for if the guard was to follow him or not. He didn’t care at this point. They were slowing him down from his objective. Being nice to other animals or helping them out was not gonna bring them any closer to where they needed to be.

“Y’know, Kion...” Fuli started, “You’re really starting to act a lot like Scar.” She called out, bitterly. Kion came to a halt. “He hurt others around him, and only cared about himself! Can’t you see that’s what YOU’RE doing right now!? That’s not what the leader of the Lion guard does.” She finished. Suddenly all went Quiet. Did Fuli finally grab Kion’s attention with this? Did this get him to think back on his actions? Was he going to apologize, like he’d normally do? Was he-

“Don’t. EVER. COMPARE ME TO HIM AGAIN!” Kion roared, lunging at Fuli, knocking her to the ground, catching her by surprise. The rest of the guard yelped as they witnessed what was going on. “Hapana! What’s happening?!?” Ono panicked, “Oh, I’m glad I can’t watch—”.
“Kion! Stop!” Makini demanded, but was too afraid to stop him. Fuli took no time and fought back, Clawing, scratching, punching and biting, and basically what it took to force Kion to stand down. She dodged his attacks, actually inflicting more damage onto him. By now, Kion’s expression was scrunched up im a blind rage. No matter how the group looked at it, they knew that this wasn’t Kion. This wasn’t the friend they grew up with. The lion and cheetah rolled around, and threw one another towards the ground until Kion suddenly had the upper hand, pinning down Fuli with a paw. The guard didn’t have a moment to lose. They knew that they had to act now, and fast. Anga, Beshte and Bunga came up with a quick plan. The three nodded at one another and parted, doing their parts. Bunga and Anga latched onto Kion, holding him back, desparately trying to get him off of Fuli, and at the same time, preventing him away from landing another hit on her.
Kion turned to face the two, “Huh!? Bunga? Anga!? Let go!” Kion ordered with a growl, but the two wouldn’t budge. “That’s not gonna happen.” Anga called out. “Nahh!” Bunga replied, almost playfully.
With Kion momentarily distracted, it gave the guard a chance to unleash the second part of their plan, and it involved a- “Big B’!” “Beshte, Now!” Both Bunga and Anga called out, signaling for Beshte to carry out his part of the plan. Beshte nodded. “On it!” He shouted. “Twende kiboko!!!!” “Wait- wait, Beshte- I’m still on here!! HapanaaaAaaAAAA!!!” Ono squaked as he gripped tightly onto Beshte as the hippo charged in.
“Sorry Kion! You’ll thank us later!” Bunga said as an ‘apology in advance’ as he hopped off of Kion. Anga, at the same time letting go, as Bunga yelled a quick “Zuka Zamaaa!” before Beshte crashed into Kion, sending the lion across from them, hitting the ground with a thud and a very painfull grunt, away from Fuli.

“Sorry Ono.” Beshte apologized to the egret that was shaking above him, holding the hippos ears closely together. “Next time... please tell me to get off BEFORE you do that...” he replied, sickly. “You got it!” Beshte agreed, cheerfully.

The guard all huddled around Fuli, asking and making sure if she was alright. Though, she only had slight wounds, it was nothing serious, or permanent. “I’m fine, you guys, really!” She insisted, managing to crack a smile. “Are you sure?” Makini asked. “Kion seemed like he wanted to hurt you really bad!”. “Huh! Please! If anything I would’ve taken care of him by my...-” Fuli’s voice faded as her eyes trailed off onto Kion, who was now getting up, shaking the dirt and dust off of himself. He looked towards the group. His expression held a look of betrayal. A look of sadness that soon turned once again into bitterness and frustration. But, Everyone knew that he wouldn’t try something again. A hit from Beshte is a tough one, and if he even tried, Fuli knew that she would’ve put him back in his place. “...self” she finally finished, though with a lower tone.

~~
Okay, so, this was a what-if scenario on what if Kion, during that one iconic scene from the episode “Friends to the end” in season 3, actually let his anger and frustration, towards the group, get the best of him. Also, with the additions of other things to actually push him to the edge!
I actually felt REALLY proud writing this! I had been working on it for a few months now :v Though, I’m not really finished here! There’s gonna be another part of this ‘what if/rewrite’ so, yeah! I hope y’all liked this part!

For the Kion and Fuli poses, I refrenced the poses from this piece by Panther85!
www.deviantart.com/panther85/a… !

Part 2: www.deviantart.com/genocide-kn…