Cynthia
*The sun began to rise upon the pride lands, and a soon to be king and his father tode from their slumber and walked to the top of pride rock. Watching the sunrise, they spoke.*
Shelia
"Look, Simba, everything the light touches, is our kingdom. A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. And once upon a time, Simba, the sun would have set on my time, and would have risen with you as the new king."
Erin
"And this will all be mine? Everything the light touch-wait... What do you mean, 'would have', dad?"
Shelia
"I should rephrase. Everything the light touches, is **Your** Kingdom... As for my kingdom..."
Cynthia
*The sun would suddenly begin to dim, and the light upon the pride lands with it. Simba looked on in fear, at first, and then horror as the sun soon became dark, and the light was consumed by darkness.*
Erin
"D-dad, what do we-..Dad...?"

*Simba watched his father stare at him, as darkness surrounded his father and turned his kind eyes into a sickly yellow.*
Shelia
"It is as I said, while everything the light touches is your kingdom, my kingdom shall be everything the darkness reaches. And trespassers will be punished..."

*All that was heard in the pride lands was a single scream as Mufasa lunged at Simba, and then... A minute later... A mouth, soaked in red would, speak.*

"Long live the king..."