What Happened To Mufasa's Body Novels & Stories

He was also crying but he still put me first because I felt like I was going to faint from what I witnessed. Just like in my dream. It is true that Don Jose is dead. His body was so decomposed that we buried him without opening the coffin. Just like papa, we will also cremate Don Jose's body. All relatives and acquaintances of Don Jose attended. Almost all the townspeople sympathized with the loss of Don Jose. Even so, security is still tight at the Mansion because Beth has not been caught yet.

I also saw Antonio, and he was about to start asking questions when I held his hands and pulled him roughly to me. "Control it. Act like there is nothing wrong, we do not want her to know that we were ever here. At least not right now" I whispered before giving the elders a go-ahead. They looked at the body and examined it, making sure that there were no physical injuries to cause death since it had been reported that he died of an ailment. One that they had tried everything to see the end of, but all efforts proved abortive. "My King, this is truly his body. The Alpha of Moon Fang pack has indeed gone home to the afterlife" they announced solemnly as Lyra burst into tears, dramatically thro

Well, she better be scared, because she's definitely going to die a slow and painful death this time around. "Zion, please lock Tiana up. Make sure she doesn't escape, we'll deal with her later. " I instructed. "For now we need to dispose of these bodies," I said. "Give the Pack members who lost their lives a proper burial, as for Felix I want whatever pieces of him you could lay your hands on burnt alongside his head." "Yes, Luna Fiona," Zion said and made to arrest Luna Fiona while the rest pack members began identifying the dead bodies. The pack members were easy to identify since most of them their heart was just ripped out of their chests.

Mufasa was a pet Lion Francesco found when he was much younger, a little homeless young animal found by the roadside when he was on a road trip, seeing the poor animal Francesco took it upon himself to train this little scared Lion into a really strong ferocious beast. Nobody inside the mansion underestimated Mufasa, never not even the strongest warrior in the estate…not after the incident that happened years ago where the lion nearly tore apart an intruder who sneaked into Francesco’s wing. The man survived barely…well he didn't actually because he died at last from lose of blood and body tissues. “Sorry to disturb you Don Francesco, but your father intends to see you immediately… it is a m

I was happy that my aimless life had finally come to an end, and I was ready to move on to my next chapter. Minutes after Malik let out a loud howl, a crowd approached him. They retrieved my body from him, and the pack doctor examined my body. He confirmed that I was dead. The crowd kept murmuring, and I don’t think they feel any sober for me, they were probably dissing Malik for fighting with his brother over a slave.

Throughout the journey, Felix held Mopi close, trying to be strong and face the inevitable. At the crematory, everything had been prepared as per Dr. Nelson's instructions. Felix was asked if he was ready for the cremation process. Felix paused, gazing at Mopi's face, and whispered, "Goodbye, Mopi. Daddy will always miss you." Afterward, Mopi's body was handed over to the crematory staff, and the cremation process began. Felix watched with a heavy heart as the machine transformed Mopi's body into ashes. The process would take several minutes to an hour, depending on the size and weight of the animal.

I didn't really know of what happened to his body after that day, because Sylvester has refused to tell me anything about it, and believe me I didn't really want to know. I was still the little princess of the Muskegon’s mansion, as all of them hadn't changed at all towards me. They kept babying me all the time, making me feel babyish more often. And yes, it didn't take them long to forgive Fredo for his mistake, because in some way, they understood that he had helped in saving my life. And for the Muskegon:s basement all that was in it were guns, charts, daggers, all it was that should belong to a Mafia.

When that was done a goat was slaughtered to appease the ancestors. Then when they were done the royal family went to the royal burial site and two graves were already dug for the two princes. Two goats were slaughtered there for both starting with Mzukisi since he was the older one and the one who died first. Everything was done for him accordingly then he was buried. They did the same for ZamaMpinga and he too was buried next to his brother.

Blake asked. “I’m the President of all of Africa, and still, I can’t provide this for you. This is how high up they are, and I would advise you to give up and go home after retrieving your relative’s body. He has been placed in the morgue in the nearest hospital in this town. It was all I could do.” The President said.

I knew what she was about to say, "I am sorry, Binta, but your father did not survive the attack." "NO! NO!" I screamed in disbelief. My world was collapsing right before my eyes. This must be a joke, I told myself, but I knew it was real. Everything was real. My father was dead. I summoned up some courage and decided to ask where his body was. My aunty started crying, my mother wailed, and I joined in. "That is the worst part, my child. The hyenas took his body away as food. Nothing of his was recovered," she completed.