Thank you the Guest review and anyone else who suggested this story. So after some deciding and imagining, I figured out some possible origins for the five Lion Guard members. I'll try to stick as close to the canon as possible with little to no added OC's or anything like that for each chapter for each character, but I can't exactly be sure.

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Chapter 1: Fuli the Fastest

"Haha! Beat that, squirt," called a tween, male cheetah as he leapt over a large mud puddle. A smaller girl narrowed her eyes and she hunkered down.

"Oh, you bet I will. And stop calling me 'squirt', I'm just a few minutes younger than all of you," she replied. Her leg muscles tensed as she prepared to jump. Three other cheetahs watched her in more disdain than in encouragement. Fuli was the youngest of the litter. When she was born, she looked weak and sickly and was barely able to crawl around or nurse. Her brothers on the other paw were born perfectly healthy and, because of it, took great fun in teasing their sister for her lateness in learning the basics of cheetah life.

"You're too weak. I bet you can't jump even half the size of that puddle," said anther one of her brothers.

"I bet she can't jump a quarter of it," the last one added. They all snickered. Fuli simply ignored them as she felt determination flow through her, going from her mind, then being pumped by her head to her leg muscles.

Fuli's forest green eyes widened as she jumped into the air. The wind blew through her fur and for a moment, she felt as if she was flying instead of simply hopping over the wet dirt.

But then gravity pulled her down to earth, or on this case wet earth. She cringed as she felt her fur become muddy and dirty and when she heard her bothers laughing at her. She pulled herself up, only to realize how sticky and slippery the mud was and cry out in pain as she landed on her stomach painfully. She watched through blurry eyes as her brother simply walked away, not bothering to help her up and out of the puddle.

This was her life, constantly bullied and teased by her brothers, all because she was born differently from them. So what if she had larger spots than them and was smaller and thinner than them, it just meant she would probably run faster than them when she grew up. Of course, it didn't help that her mother did nothing to discourage her brother's behavior. Sometimes Fuli envied her older brothers for how much more affection and attention they received from her.

Pushing aside her feelings and the tears threatening to spill from her eyes, she began to try to pull herself out of the puddle again.

By the time she got out and cleaned most of the mud off, she saw that their mother had caught and brought down an antelope for dinner and that her brother were already devouring it. Feeling a sharp pain in her stomach, she trotted over to eat. Just as she was about to take a bite, she was abruptly pulled away from the carcass by her tail by one of her brothers.

"Sorry squirt, but only real athletic cheetahs eat at the dinner table," he casually replied, not seeming to care that her stomach was growling loudly now. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"I need to eat, 'kay. Just let me have some," she replied and charged for the meat, only to be pushed back by her brother's paw on her head while she ran towards it. Her other brother's chuckles only made her push harder against the ground.

Suddenly, she found herself sprinting full forward before tripping over another brother's leg and falling flat on her face. She growled as she heard them laugh. Her paw swiped the dirt off her face and she paced over to her mom, who was currently laying down on a rock beside them.

"Mom, my big brothers are acting mean to me again," she tattled, hoping that this time she would react and scold them. To her once again disappointment, she just heard her mother sigh and turn her head away from her.

"Mind your brothers, Fuli. Let them eat first, they need it the most," was her soft reply. Normally Fuli would just turn away from, her mother and obey, but this time she felt anger surging through her.

"But I need food too! Mom! I'm just as important as my brothers, so why do they get to eat first and I have to wait last," she complained. Her teeth were grinding up to each other as she restrained herself from yelling. She then felt fear surge through her as her mother's head turned back and she snarled at her. Angry red eyes net her fearful green ones.

"M-mommy," she pitifully whimpered out.

"That'a enough Fuli. I'm getting sick and tired of your attitude, to both me and your brothers. You will skip dinner tonight and you will go to be bed now," she hissed. Fuli's ears flattened and her bottom lip trembled as she stared up and the fearsome female that gave birth to her.

"B-but mom," she stuttered.

"Now!" A paw came out and swatted her hard. The hit sent Fuli back a few feet, but she quickly got up and rushed into the den, a burrow in the ground. Once inside, she pushed herself into the farthest corner from the entrance and curled around on the floor before placing her head into her paws and crying.

"Why can't I do anything right," she sadly wondered.

The next morning, Fuli awoke to an empty den. It wasn't a bit strange to her, considering her mother and brothers usually woke up earlier than her to train. She quickly wiped away the crusty stains on her face made by her tears and stretched before starting to head outside.

"Mom? Mom," she called out as she poked her head out of the burrow. No response, yet it wasn't like she was expecting any. She pulled herself out of the hole in the ground and searched her surrounding. No golden flash of her, no blur of black spots, no red dots of her brothers and mother's eye color. Nothing, just a sea of grass surrounding her.

"Mom," she called out again. She hopped up on to the rock where she was yesterday and looked around. Nothing. Fuli sighed and laid down on the rock, already a bit warm from the morning sun's rays. Minutes passed and no sign of them. The warmth from the sun was making Fuli feel tired, so she laid her head down on the rock, figuring a little nap wouldn't hurt.

"They're probably out hunting. That's probably it. They probably went out hunting and left me behind. They'll be back soon, they'll... be... back." And these were her last thoughts before she fell asleep.

She paced on the rock she had not left since morning. It was late afternoon now and still not one sign of her family. The sky was already turning from blue to reds and oranges as the sun went down.

"They'll be back soon. They'll be back soon. They have to be back soon. They have to be," she kept repeating in her mind. It was normal for them to spend this much time without he, at least without telling her, and she was beginning to feel worried. Her eyes kept darting around the savanna, still searching for the familiar black-spotted, fold fur of her mother and/or her brothers.

Her fur suddenly pricked up on end and she nearly yelped and jump off the rock in surprise when she heard a voice beside her suddenly address here. A white egret with light gold crest feathers on his head stood right next to her on the rock. Her eyes narrowed in surprise how easy it was for him to sneak up on her like that.

"Pardon me, miss," he said.

"What do you want," she asked as she attempted to smooth down her puffed-up fur.

"Um, right sorry, but uh, you wouldn't happen to be related to three male cheetahs and one female, would you," he asked slowly. She twisted her head to the side and looked strangely at him.

"Yeah. What about it," she asked. His eyes went downcast and one of his wings came up and behind his head.

"Well, I saw them walking in a group near the border away from the Pridelands and I thought you might want to know," he replied. Fuli's eyes widened and she felt her heart sink down low to the pit of her stomach.

"No. No," she thought. "No, no, no, no, no," she yelled and instantly jumped off the rock and began rushing into the tall grass. She had no idea where she was going as she sprinted away from the den, but she did know what she was thinking.

"Gotta find them, gotta find them, gotta find them, gotta find them, gotta find them!"

The black sky turned to grey as the dawn approached. In the pale light with the whole land blurry from it, a weary tween cheetah wandered slowly back to the den. She practically crawled over to the rock and collapsed onto it as tears dripped from her eyes.

She had finally accepted that facts. They had left her.

Any trace they might had had was gone or too faint to track. All she had found was a single paw print in a tiny area of dirt and that was it. Her paws went to cover her face as her eyes squeezed tightly and spilled tears out. She didn't care if she looked weak now, she just wanted to cry.

Minutes passed until her eyes couldn't produce anymore tears. Her head slowly rose, revealing her saddened and tear stained face. She sniffed, trying to regain her breath and calm her heart down. Her paw slowly wiped away the tears on her face, though some still clung to her fur and began to dry and crust.

The sun's bright light was beginning to rise over in the distance. She flinched and her eyes shuttered close as it hit her eyelids. Her body shuddered as she felt the first warming rays from the sun heat up her cold, shivering body. She then realized how comforting the sun's rays felt. Her heart still ached with misery and anger towards her family for abandoning her, but the sun was there, it was providing her soothing comfort.

Brushing away the last few remaining tears and sniffing, she started pulling herself together, despite her muscles protesting from all the walking they had to endure all last night. Groaning slightly, she pulled her legs in and began to push them under her body. Her eyes touched as her legs felt sore and almost jelly-like as she came into a standing position and turned her direction to the horizon.

"I'll show them. I'll show them all. I'll get stronger. I'll train until I get the best running muscles, way better than any could dream or hope of having. I'll prove to them all that I am the fastest there is," she announced proudly as the golden sun rose above the horizon.

Sorry if I made this chapter kinda sad, but Fuli was a hard character to create a backstory for. I was thinking since she's a King cheetah, caused by a type of recessive gene that alters the spots on cheetahs, she might be treated differently from her family if they were all normal. And technically male cheetahs can and do travel in groups with each other, their mother was just an added thing. I was originally going to wait for the future Lion Guard episode "Fuli's New Family" and see what I could base her origin story off from it, but then I decided I wanted to do this story before then. I have the entire list of origins for each character planned out, so my chapter updates should be fairly quick.

By the way, the egret that tell Fuli that her family is leaving the border isn't Ono. He's a different one of Ono's flock, you know, the one we see in the movie when Bunga and Kion are playing.

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Please review and let me know what you thought about my chapter. I'll see you next time when we look at the origin story for Beshte, the strongest. See you soon. Sincerely, v.t.7