Tirek and Sombra

Sombra POV

Fear enslaves all! For all actions and decisions are motivated by it. This was what King Sombra believed and he was loyal to this belief. But now, his beliefs were being challenged. His very perception of the world was being threatened.

His presence carried an aura of dread to it. It was practically an extension of his being. As he was able to sense anypony within his aura. Unfortunately, this 'Tirek' was immune to the effects of his presence.

He had telepathically planted a potent phobia on the beast. The phobia could be whatever the King desired it to be. He was expecting an irrational fear of consuming magic would have prevented him from becoming a parasite. But this Tirek proved not only fearless, but much too determined for any sense of dread to demotivate him.

He returned to his throne, and lit his horn. He cast a summoning spell. In no time at all, a shadow crept into the throne room.
The shadow erupted from the ground and split in half, revealing a unicorn mare.

Said pony wore a black cloak, with a hood hiding her face.

She was one of nine Heart Hunters. King Sombras elite servants.

She bowed before him, eagerly ''You summoned me, my King?''

King Sombra ordered ''Frostbite! Bring me, Tirek!''

She hesitated before sighing ''Very well, Your Majesty,'' before the darkness erupted once more and consumed her back into shadow, which slithered its way out of the castle and towards the east field.

As he waited, he looked down to the floor, thinking. Tirek gave him a sense of fallibility. A sense of worry. A sense that maybe, he mistook the nature of the world. Worry? He shouldn't worry! Worry, led to fear. Was he worried? King Sombra narrowed his eyes in pure disgust at the answer. Yes, but mildly so. Was he feeling threatened by Tirek? Yes! Was he afraid of the implications behind Tireks actions? Yes! Was he afraid of Tirek, himself? No! It wasn't Tirek that unnerved him, so much as what he demonstrated. Demonstrating that not everypony could be enslaved by fear. That not everypony could be enslaved by him!

And when Tirek attempted to drain his alicorn magic. It felt like a small fraction of his very being was being forcefully ripped from him. Thankfully, Tirek wasn't strong enough.

Despite this, King Sombra maintained his stoic expression. He wasn't afraid to admit that even he can be intimidated. For he too, was just a pony. But he also wasn't afraid to admit, that he wanted to not be afraid of anything. Not by becoming an exception, but by becoming fear itself.

He had to give Tirek credit were it was due, for he reminded the King that not even Sombra, himself, was spared from the grim truth which he so believed in. With a smirk out of respect, he summed up Tireks impressive feat in one word ''Admirable!''

King Sombra heard the doors open. He saw his Hunter alongside Tirek, who paused to observe the scenery. He said ''Have you forgotten were your loyalties lie, Sombra? I can tell you've forgotten, so I'll show you a little something to ring your bells.'' And Tirek used what he believed to be changeling magic to transform into a big, red, demonic version of his former self, with big curved horns.

King Sombra felt his fur stand on end. Not because of Tireks appearance, but because of the memories it brought him.

Sombra finally succeeded with his creations. He had finally forged the perfect minions for his master, Tirek. When he first saw them, they brought a smile to his face. Sombra never had any company, what with having to hide in the shadows. He smiled, because that was going to change. While he wanted to show them to Tirek, he also didn't want to put them in any grave danger.
But they needed to be concealed for now, because they needed to be safe from the obvious danger in the sky.

Sombra was marching onward for a while. He could see the battlefield was just ahead. When he arrived, he saw a desolate waist land full of battle scars. At the center of this waist land, was a once great mountain, now with a gigantic scare running all the way down into it's base. All around the mountain, the land was covered in craters of various sizes. Each one containing a burnt corpes.

He heard thunder, but it wasn't thunder. It was the sound of a hard fought battle between two formidable opponents high up in the air. Sombra continued forward. The fight was obscured by clouds of dust which blanketed the landscape.

Occasionally, something would fall from the sky. And as if on cue, one really did fall from the sky. It was alight with fire like an in-coming meteor. It crashed down, not too far from where Sombra stood.

Curios, he walked on over to see what fell from the sky. He found it to be the burnt corpse of a dragon. Dragons, but dragons where immune to flames. How could it of- His thoughts met a halt the moment he gazed at those colorless eyes. It was dead, yet it's uncharacteristically white eyes sent shivers down Sombras spine. What exactly happened to it?

The booming thunder stopped. And soon, Tirek came crashing down, beaten and bruised.

The remaining dragon armada flew down after him. Sombra couldn't belief it. Thousands of dragons were foolishly facing Lord Tirek.

Tirek stood up, unfazed by all his scars and bruises. He smiled, clearly enjoying the challenge.

He faced his servent. The moment his yellow eyes met Sombras red eyes, sent a chill down the unicorns spine. Tirek asked ''Have you completed my alicorn-infused army?'' he then breathed out a vast cloud of smoke towards the approaching dragon army to halt their advance. No doubt, an ability he'd stolen from those dragons.

Sombra responded ''Yes, they are complete.''

He tapped his hoof on the ground, signalling his new forces to rise up to the surface. Both Master and Servant, watched as behind, countless beast clawed out of the ground. They were wolves with spiky dark crystalline fur, and mace-like tails with crystals stemming from them.

How he created them was to obtain some blood from Cerberus, and pour his own alicorn magic into it. Giving them regenerative, and mutative properties. He grew these clones within his own underground base.

These wolves were Sombras finest work of art. He was proud of them. And why wouldn't he be, since he poured his heart and soul into making them. In fact, they were really growing on him.

Sombra proudly announced ''May I present you with 'the Diamond Dogs'! For their loyalty is unbreakable.'' He charged up his horn, which erupted with purple bubbles. The wolves obeyed his commands, and lined up like solders, waiting with passion. For once, Sombra smiled. They were like a family to him. ''Permission to test them out?''

Tirek said ''No need.''

Sombra said, relieved that he didn't have to put his children at risk. ''I understand! I've only been able to perfect at least one-hundred and twenty-nine of them. So even with alicorn magic. And against these odds?'' then bowed down ''I'm sorry, for not having enough resources and time, my lord!''

Tirek scolded ''I don't care about numbers, resources or time! They have alicorn magic and that's all I need!''

''My lord?''

What happened next would scar Sombra for life. His lord and mentor, Lord Tirek, drained all of his wolves of their alicorn magic. And with his new alicorn magic, came a great increase in height. Tirek, now possessing regenerative abilities, healed his wounds, turned away without a care, ''Now leave!'' and flew off to tear his enemies to shreds. Horn alight with purple bubbles.

Sombra stood there, unable to process what just happened. His master killed them! His master betrayed them! His master betrayed him! These wolves were his creation, and over time, he saw them as his children. To Tirek, they gave him power, but to lonely Sombra, they gave him something more. They gave him company. They gave him friendship. But now their gone. Because he thought he could trust his master. Did Tirek not care about anyone but himself? Was he so power-hungry, that he would betray his subordinates. He couldn't believe it.

It terrified Sombra. Could he be next? The very idea made him feel cold. Little did Tirek realize, Sombras loyalty towards him would be replaced with absolute dread.'

King Sombra finally finished that brutal memory of his. He was sweating from the stress that memory gave him. He knew presenting images, which reminded one of better days, was the key to regaining their lost memories. It was the same trick those equestrians used on his slaves, three days ago. However, this was different. Tirek didn't remind him of a happiness forgotten, but reminded him of what little happiness his 'master' had taken from him.

King Sombra had enough. He'd deal with Tirek, himself.