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                 The Return Of King Sombra                 
                       -by Lucky424-                       
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                         Prologue                          
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Prologue
What have they done to my castle? Moving along slowly with the shadows cast by the sun, it took me some time to move from one room to another, and oh Faust was the decor gaudy.. It also took me some time to regain some of my former strength, but I was still no match for that pink bitch. I had avoided detection so far, and didn’t feel her nor her jerk of a stallion nearby, meaning I was still safe. Coming up on a door near the top of the main spire, I allowed myself to grin.
Inside I’d find my relics, many a way to return among them! Letting my head reform, I pressed against the door and into my beautiful armoury… only to stop and stare as a little pink alicorn crawled her way across the floor.
“That’s it, go to mommy,” came the voice that, if I still had some, would make my balls shrink. Peering in as carefully as I could, I saw the white unicorn stallion whom I had almost enthralled. Turning the other way revealed the alicorn mare that was the source of my downfall.
Wait… mommy? Ha! Revenge will be mine!
My plans were put on hold as I took immediate action, filling the room with my essence, the two adults shouting for their guards, but I shut the door behind me and blocked it with a black crystal structure.
“Shinny! It’s Sombra!” came the mare’s panicked voice, but I was already in the room. Ignoring them, I moved in front of the filly and picked her in my shadow, the little whelp giggling as I raised her to my face.
Just as I was about to touch my horn to hers and flood her with dark magics, something else happened. The little filly gently placed her forehoof on my snout, smiling up at me.
“Boop!” came a tiny voice, followed by more giggles. How is she not screaming in fear? “Uncy Som-ra!”
‘Wait what?’ was the only thing I could think.
“Wait, what?” came the voice of the stallion and mare at the same time. I turned to look at them, noting we all seemed to share the same face of confusion.