//------------------------------// // At the Gala part 2 // Story: Redemption of a Monster // by Raven Shadow //------------------------------// 10:57 P.M. Canterlot Gardens "Sombra if I had known back then you could sing like that I would have married you sooner." Celestia giggled at her own joke. "But Sombra I must know why you gave into the shade... I know if this is a hard question to answer, and if you do not wish too I understand." Her eyes glanced away from the prince sitting next to her, worry began to set in when he didn't make any comment right away. "I gave in so I could live another day to hold you... I gave up my soul for love." "Do you regret doing it?" "That mistake landed me here... If I had to choose again, I wouldn't change a thing. Especially if it led to this moment again." His arm wrapped around the sun goddess beside him, her skin always felt warm. "Do you believe in destiny? I believe it was destiny's design that brought me here, back to you." "Really?" "While I was stuck or what they have told me I had only one thing in my mind the entire time. That was you, I couldn't bear the thought of you gone... it would destroy me." Celestia felt herself being drawn to his eyes. The red of his met the violet of hers, this moment would be the world could be made right once more. Celestia felt his lips push against hers, her arms wrapped around him as he continued the kiss. "Your Majesty, if I may? The griffon prime minister wishes to say his good byes." "Thank you I'll be there shortly. Duty calls my love, wait for me here please?" "I shall my lady. Take as much time as you need." Sombra smiled to his angel walking away with a sway in her hips. She knew what she wanted, Sombra wanted it just as badly. Tonight was an amazing night already, but what was being shown, better things were to come. "Hello PRINCE, if you even are a prince." A voice greeted Sombra as he fantasized about Celestia. The voice snapped him out of his stupor. "Huh? What oh yes I am a prince. May I help you?" Sombra replied a little concerned. "Prince Blueblood, you surf! I know you plan on cutting my financial in half." Blueblood spat in Sombra's face, causing Sombra to stand too fast for Blueblood's taste. Blueblood's men surrounded Sombra with crude weapons like small knives, clubs, and of course magic. Sombra took a moment to let the situation sink in his mind. "I have no care about your money, I only care about Celestia. Not your bits, and I most certainly do not care about you." Sombra's stance became a bit more predatory. What he did not expect was a blade to slip through a small opening in his armor. The grunt of discomfort came and went, he was a warrior who faced down many enemies that threatened Equestria before. This poor excuse for a stallion would soon learn of his mistake. "I see no royal blood to be spilled so what say you? PRINCE?" Blueblood grew a smirk upon his face with some cruel thought. "I would be willing to bet that my whore of an aunt wouldn't even notice you gone." These words sealed his fate. A blinding flash of light erupted from Sombra's form, his eyes burned with the purest hatred that life could ever fathom. The flash of light was seen again, the world went black. ------- "Huh? Wha- unhand us at this moment you peasant!" Blueblood screamed at the very top of his lungs. "No." "No? I am Prince Blueblood! I demand you release us at once!" Blueblood screamed. Sombra turned to the false royal, a smirk written on his face. "I am going to make you suffer for your words you pathetic excuse of flesh. I want you to see what I'm going to do to you and your ignorant followers." Sombra stated calmly as possible which caused Blueblood to shrink in fear. In Sombra's left hand a small curved blade formed from the shadows with the light glinting upon the jagged edges. Blueblood felt his bladder empty itself all over himself. "But I will save you for last, for your disrespectful tounge against your own aunt!" Sombra used a spell causing the frightened Blueblood to watch all of his actions. Sombra came to the first of the small group. "Also that spell I made for those just like you. You shall feel all their pain as they do, in the appropriate areas of course." The stallion who stabbed Sombra was the first to feel the cool blade on his face. The stallion shook violently as Sombra dragged the dagger down to the poor stallion's hands. The sharp blade sending waves of pain as it pierced the hand. Both the stallion and Blueblood screamed in unison, much to Sombra's delight. Sombra allowed the knife to rip into his victim savagely, Blueblood could feel every little scrape of metal against bone. "Please I beg you to stop!" Blueblood shrieked at Sombra. The red and cold eyes turned back to the frightened prince. "You make me sick. You should know I was a prince..." The voice that came from Sombra was growing deeper and more vile, like a child burning an ant with a magnifying glass. "But then I became a King, and you know I found being a king was more gratifying." The blade slit the throat of the first lacky with ease, causing Blueblood to feel the edge run along his throat. The pain was unimaginable yet all too real. The next lacky screamed as Sombra fell upon him with the malicious eyes of a predator. The dagger cut along the thighs of the second with glee while Sombra was in a murderous spree. The blade danced into the skin splashing Sombra as he continued his ghastly work with pleasure. "I was once a devoted follower in all things dealing with harmonious matters. But you see I wasn't the best at that, I was a conqueror for Equestria. I brought lands to them. And I was graced with Celestia as my lover and my soon to be wife. But you are a disgrace to the royal blood that is in your filthy veins. Blueblood do you want to know who I am?" Blueblood gave a half nod. "I am Sombra! Crown Prince, Warlord, Fear monger, The Bloodied Emperor, God Beast of the North, and King. Compared to me you are just dirt underneath my boots." The penis of the second was cut away from the second lacky, Blueblood screamed in unholy pain as he felt the tendons in his body react. But to no avail. Sombra turned to the next lacky, with a snap of his fingers black crystals shot through the hands and feet. The screaming lasted hours and all the pain Blueblood could feel with no hope of it ever subsiding. Agony filled his very being. "Hurts, doesn't it?" Blueblood could only scream back. "I felt that pain so many times. When I was banished the ice was a cruel mistress, so void of life, So COLD. But when you have enough hate in your heart you learn the coldest thing about you is your own heart. Only your aunt has warmed it and you call her a whore?! I should kill you! But that's too easy. Something worse would be more suiting for you." Sombra turned away from Blueblood with thoughts of extremely sadistic acts. But in the end only the death of this pitiful creature was the only thing to do. With a simple thought they disappeared from the blackened world. ------ 10:57 P.M. Canterlot Gardens "Welcome back to the mortal world prince and look at the time, we are right when we left. Funny thing about pocket world time continues there but not here." Sombra sat down musing in his own thoughts. His eyes nearly lost all malicious intent, they looked nearly gentle. "Shut up and kill me before my whore of an aunt comes back! They're both whores and I deserve to rule not them so what are you waiting for? Kill me!" Blueblood shouted loudly at the one who was his captor. Sombra shot him a look of sorrow. "I hoped to just wipe your mind of that whole experience but you aren't one to just lay down like a coward... Huh. You still are a coward now matter how you look at yourself." His wicked mace formed in his hands. Sombra raised it high above his head. The venom still dripping onto the ground, the mace hung in the air for a few minutes before being brought down. ----- Celestia walked into the gardens, a deathly silence greeted her. The little breeze had died down giving the whole garden a eerie feeling. Making her way through the little valley of the castle, Celestia could hear shouting coming from the inner part. She hurried quickly to Sombra with her heart racing in her chest. She found Sombra holding the accursed mace with a killing stance, but who was it being brought down on? Her eyes widened once she saw her nephew on his knees waiting for the wicked weapon to fall. "Sombra!"