Sombra's Diary

by Forest Shade

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Nurse Redheart, King Sombra, Tragedy, Derpy Hooves, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Sad, Main 6
Length: 1809

Sombra's defeat inspired him to write about his life, family, and everything connected to the thing we call life.

Bruised. Broken. Suicidal. The life of Ex-King Sombra is tough, and he often tries to take his life. He writes down everything, only to come back one day, seeing a gray mare with crossed yellow eyes reading it and crying. Can she teach him to love again?

Published 2015-05-31 03:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-31 03:50:02 UTC

Defeated and Befriended1 1

"Noooo!!!" Sombra shouted as the Mane 6, and the two princesses defeated him, He felt himself losing strength and consciousness. All was black. Rumble rumble rumble rumble. "What?"After seeing the storm raging outside, Sombra flopped down on his rock bed. A surge of pain shot through him. "Yow! Ahh, well. Reality awoke me. What a nightmare." He rolled out of bed, and drank some coffee he had bought yesterday. He finished it, and made a perfect throw into the Ponyville dumpster. He had nothing else to do since his defeat. The more he thought of it made him frantic, and he walked into the kitchen, or what was considered a kitchen.

An icebox, (he had to get the ice) some carrots and coffee, and a fireplace. He stared at them coldly before getting a sharp rock and scraping into his arm, till seeing the blood flow steadily. He proceeded to jump from the cliff, but a pegasus named Flitter Blitz pushed him back, and rushed him to Nurse Redheart, who did not shriek and turn him away, but treated his wounds, and gave him a journal. " Write down your emotions, and maybe let someone read it. It helps. Believe me," she showed him a massive scar, " I know."

Sombra wrote on the front of the journal: Sombra : LONG LIVE THE KING. He smirked. It was off to a good start. he opened to the first page and wrote, " My name is Sombra, and I live in a rock. A plain ol' stupid rock. (A cave, dimwit) I cut, and it feels great.( I'm being sarcastic) I like coffee and carrots. Ever since my defeat I have been alone. sure, I get the occasional bat or mouse, or whatever, but nopony ever comes here, but I'm good...enough."

" I miss not having to go out in disguise, but pony's lack forgiveness. Hate them. I enjoy watching pegasi fly around like nopony's business. I wish to fly with them, but dang old Celestia broke it, so I will have to wait so the bones set in correctly.
I was once one of them, a unicorn with a red crystal cutie mark. I was happy with my marefriend Sparkling Midnight. She was a turquoise with an indigo mane. She was a crystal pony, like me, and I like I said, was great. One day, I woke up next to a crystal that copied my cutie mark, or maybe it was vice versa? I don't know, and I don't really care."

" It was a enchanted crystal that was probably filled with dark magic. It grabbed me, and I transformed into the monster I am, or was. I'm now just a meaningless pony that tries to die and can't show his face in Ponyville, or he will die.
I tried talking to Sparkling, but I knew that she knew something terrible was happening. As I tried to talk, she put a hoof to my mouth and said, " Sombra, we need to get you to Celestia. She can reverse it. Keep in mind, me, or anyone who is so rudely reading this, this was before my defeat. "

" I agreed, and oh how hard Celestia tried, but to no avail. I was slowly descending into insanity, and evil. I decided to ask Luna, as she had been there and back, what, with the evil and all, and she said to me, and these words I will never forget, " Even if you do go there, you can always come back. All of Ponyville, and myself, not to mention Sparkling Midnight, will help you. All right. Done with Log 1."

Sombra looked out at Ponyville, then trotted down to the bakery, undisguised. If he got caught, who the heck cared? He would die in 3 days time after the capture. When he arrived, Pinkie Pie gave him a cake that said, "Happy Birthday, Sombrero Sombra!" Sombra could have cried. How in Equestria could she have known? How did she know his nickname?
"I suppose you want to know how I knew." He nodded. " I have a book of everypony's birthday, and Sparkling Midnight, before she...left, told me your birthday. I thanked her with a cupcake. Marble! Marble Marvel, I call it. " As she prattled on, he thanked her and galloped out. He went back to his rock only to find Derpy, a cross-eyed pegasus reading it, smiling, then crying."Who the hay do you think you are, reading my journal. Derpy appeared as if she were going to cry all over again.

"I'm so so so sorry! I just wanted to see if you were okay, after yesterday. You were so hurt, mentally, and physically, but believe me, I understand. Nopony understands, nor listens! That's like me!" Sombra was puzzled. Derpy continued, " See, when ponies make fun of my eyes and clumsiness, I try to tell them it's a condition, they say, ' Freak! You're the only pony in all of Equestria to have those.' So now I say-" "ENOUGH" Sombra roared, and Derpy huddled into a ball, whimpering and crying. " ,I"m sorry. I just wanted to help. What went wrong?" Sobbing, she flew out but not before leaving him a letter.
Feeling rather remorseful, he read it, then he too started crying. Derpy had invited him to a party. A birthday party.
He hadn't had one of those in years. He opened his journal again to write, " I have yelled at Derpy, and feel awful. She was only trying to help. I wish I didn't... oh well. I'll make it up to her."

He flew to her house with a small round cake with a message reading " To Derpy. Sorry." She smiled weakly. It was obvious she was sick. " I'm sorry, but you have to go. She cried a little, and Sombra departed, feeling confused and sad.
" Journal, I tried to make it up to Derpy, I even got her a cake that told her sorry. She seemed sick, and she told me to leave. Dangit! I'll try again. Otherwise,I give up...on everything."

He came again to her house, with some soup and coffee. "hey, I know how you've been sick and sad, so...yeah."
Derpy seemed horrified. " Oh Sombra, I didn't mean that. I was about to...puke." she whispered. Sombra winced, but smiled, relieved his... acquaintance ( not a friend he didn't need any friends) wasn't mad. "How do you feel?" He came back an hour later. "Great! Thanks to your soup, I feel great and now I can finally take Dinky on a picnic! Care to come?" He was about to nod, but quickly shook it. " I um, have a doctor appointment. Bye!" Derpy shook her head and headed out with Dinky, to a very special place.

After jotting down the day's happy events, Sombra sighed, and went back to Nurse Redheart for therapy.
She was patient, but not too warm. He was happy just to talk to somepony after three years of isolation. He told her about what a great friend (it rolled off his tongue faster than juice spilling on the carpet) Derpy was. He left, trotted back home, to find Derpy reading his journal again. He smiled. He considered her a good enough of a friend to let her read it, and he understood very well she was only trying to help, because he never opened up.

"Sombra," without turning around, she asked, " where is Sparkling Midnight?" She focused her eyes, which was not a very common thing, so he knew he had to talk about it. "She died. The ponies who defeated me concentrated the blast on one area, not just on me. She was watching and crying, then the blast hit her, and she was so weak, she finally let go.
"But Sombra," Derpy said curiously, " You and your daughter Forest Shade rule the Shadowlands, so why don't you ask Forestia to go find her, and you can see her again?" He sighed. " I am not allowed to interfere with the deceased. It would upset the balance." "Oh." Derpy and Dinky were quiet, then Dinky squeaked, " Mr. Sombra, sir," "Yes?" he asked, politely of course, he was a stallion after all. " Why would it upset the balance?" "Well, let's say oh I don't know, a squirrel died, and you went and saw it. How would the balance be if something living was communicating with something dead?" "But Sombra, Forest Shade interferes with them all the time!"
"Yes, but Dinky, Forest Shade has been there an awful while, and she is their ruler, so yeah."
" You are also the ruler, can't you go too?"

Sombra regarded them both with respect, especially the questions! "Dang, I didn't think about that before."
"Oh, and why are you here, and not back at your castle? Forestia must be worried sick about you!"
"I've been very weak over the past couple years-" Guards came barging in, grabbing Sombra, Dinky, and Derpy. "What is going on here?" Sombra demanded. " I need to know why my friends here are being treated this way!" "Sir, you are Sombra, and, by the orders of the Princess Mi Amore Cadenza-" "Princess Cadence is fine." Derpy cried out, "Princess, please let him go. He has a daughter and a kingdom to take care of!" A guard banged her with a pan Sombra had carved out of stone and she blacked out. "Lieutenant Fractured Sword, was that necessary?"
"Yes ma'am! She was lying, and she shouldn't have to die of treason on this stallion's behalf." Sombra muttered some cuss words under his breath.

Sombra was placed onto the guillotine, and he was frightened, but for Derpy's sake, he decided not to cry or any of that mushy stuff. He was hardcore. A deep green mare with a black and blue mane and a tree with wings cutie mark trudged up, and pulled the rope. The crowd gasped as she pulled it down after casting a spell on it. It wasn't the spell necessarily, but the fact that a rainbow light wrapped around Sombra when it hit him. He became like his old self. Free and happy. Forest Shade flung herself on him, and cried. Derpy and Dinky joined in. He was an alicorn, but no more smoke, and a cutie mark. No armor, no nothing. He was great.

Back at the castle, he wore a crown and a majestic black and violet robe. Forest Shade sat next to him. Derpy? Well, she was the new chef, and Dinky was an artist, all her cute drawings on his walls. As for the journal, Sombra kept it in the Royal Archives in Canterlot, so that everypony could learn from it.

The end/ just the beginning.