Author's Note
Hey guys. This is something I really wanted to do. To be honest, I am not a huge fan of Sombra, but he is starting to grow on me. I felt like he was wasted in the entire show. So I decided to pair him with my favorite Disney villain of all time and give him a little more character. So I hope you enjoy reading this. Also, I will make a sequel to Grogar’s Endgame sometime this week. Please stay tuned for that. Enjoy reading and leave a comment when you’re done! 
Scarring Tales
King Sombra woke up in the middle of darkness. It didn’t take long for him to be fully aware of his surroundings. He quickly rose from the ground, stood on all four hooves, and frantically looked around to see if his enemies were anywhere near. Then he realized he was still alive and assumed that the blast which took him out didn’t work.
“HAHAHA!! I yet live!! I can never be defeated!! Not even friendship shall stop me!!” Sombra gloated. But there was a deep silence in the darkness. Not a word, response, cry, or yell. Just absolute dead silence. This confused the King of shadows.
“Where exactly am I?” he asked no one. “Am I in Tartarus? No...this cannot be Tartarus. I need to look around for clues to know where I am.”
Sombra then went straight forward as he wondered around the darkness not having any destination in mind since everything was just dark. Then, he remembered something. He chuckled as he thought of an idea.
“Of course! I AM the darkness! What better way to see things clearly than to transform into darkness? This will help me since I can blend well in the dark!” he said. He transformed into a pillar of dark clouds with his iconic green eyes glowing in the darkness. He looked back and forth as he traveled in the dark much more clearly for a while.
As he was going, he thought back on his defeat not too long ago in Canterlot. He remembered that last sight he ever saw: the Mane Six holding each other’s hooves in a circle while floating in the air and emitting a powerful wave of magic that grew larger and larger. He remembered how he tried to fight back but was powerless to their magic. He lastly recalled how he screamed in terror, defeat, and utter pain as he was vaporized by the magic. This bitter memory caused great anger and hatred in his mind.
“I will have my revenge on those ponies for what they did to me!! They will all pay for this!! Once I find a way out of wherever I am, that is.” he said internally.
After about twenty minutes of wondering, he saw a bright light up in a distance. Satisfied to finally see some source of escape from wherever he was, he rushed forward to the light. He thought that it would be an escape route to Equestria. He wickedly laughed as he was eager to attack the ponies once again and finish where he started.
But as soon as he entered, he was both surprised and disappointed. It was no Equestria. It was instead a throne room where there was a ball of yellow fire that functioned as a shining lamp not far from the ceiling. He scanned this strange throne room. He saw several pictures hung on walls that featured strange creatures he’s never seen before. Before him stood a tall throne but no one was sitting on it.
“Hello? Is anypony here? Do I have your permission to take your throne?” Sombra called out. There was no answer. He evilly cackled as he was about to seize the throne. But a strange voice startled him.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. You’ll be infected with ‘Wasted Potential Syndrome’.” the voice said. Sombra abruptly turned back and saw this creature before him. He was a slim lion with an orange fur, long black mane, claws being displayed on his paws, and yellow eyes with green pupils. The lion approached him with a long smirk menacingly.
“What?! Did you just talk?!” Sombra demanded. He never heard any animal in Equestria talk before, especially not a manticore.
“Says the talking mythical animal.” the lion says rolling his eyes in annoyance.
“Who are you?!” Sombra fearfully asked.
“The name is Scar. I am the one who brought you here.” he answered.
“You? You were the one who summoned me here? If you are one of those legends that believe in ‘ours’ when it comes to conquest, I am not interested.” Sombra defied. Scar once again rolled his eyes.
“Oh please. As if I am actually that stupid in believing in villain team-ups.” the evil lion scoffed. This reply caught Sombra’s attention.
“Huh? You mean... you prefer to work alone?” Sombra curiously asked.
“Yes...unfortunately I never learned the benefit behind it. Villain team-ups is what got me killed in the first place. I had to learn that the hard way.” Scar replied as he bowed his head remembering his fate eons ago. This intrigued Sombra even more. He went over to Scar and sat right next to him.
“You have my full attention, Scar. Tell me more about yourself.” Sombra said. This response made Scar smile knowing that there was someone who would somehow sympathize with him.
“Well, I won’t share my personal family issues I had. It’s too personal. But it all started when I lived in the kingdom called Pride Rock, the capital of the Pride lands. My brother was the king. His name was Mufasa. He was always the alpha lion of our pride being the best at everything. I was just...a loser. I always dreamed of being the ruler of the whole kingdom and to dictate everyone to do my bidding!! But...it was all taken away by the birth of my accursed nephew named...Simba.” Scar said with disdain in his voice.
“Interesting.” Sombra commented as he listened carefully.
“Because I was a weaker lion than my brother, I couldn’t challenge him straight up one-on-one. But thanks to my great intelligence and strategy, I was able to overthrow Mufasa.” Scar evilly grinned.
“You did? How?” Sombra asked.
“I orchestrated a plan with the help of my former hyena minions through which to overthrow the king. I took Simba to a nearby tree in the gorge to have him practice his roar while lying to him that his father had a big surprise for him. I signaled the hyenas to cause a stampede of wildebeest to put Simba’s life in danger. I brought Mufasa to have him save him. Then...I did it!!” Scar exulted. Sombra was confused by a couple of things.
“What are wildebeest, and you did what exactly?” the evil equine asked.
“Allow me to show you.” Scar darkly said.
Scar grabbed a remote control where he activated a television to appear and went to the same scene where one of the most infamous tragedies of Disney history occurred.
After watching the scene, Sombra was genuinely blown away by the act of actual cruelty against a family member. He looked at Scar with a highly surprised look on his face.
“THAT WAS BRILLIANT!! A fantastically well done display of true VILE EVIL!!!” Sombra heartily praised. “And I love that line that you uttered, ‘Long live the king.’ Truly splendid.”
“Of course! And you’re very lucky I didn’t sue your flank for stealing my very line.” Scar said with a scowl.
“YES!—wait what?” Sombra asked confused.
“I’ll explain that later. But as you saw, that was the first step of my success. The second step was manipulating my nephew in thinking that he killed his own father since he made a loud roar-like growl that could’ve started the stampede. It was all part of the plan.” Scar said smirking.
“AMAZING!” Sombra commended. “Oh, and another question. Who was recording all of this while it happened?”
“Umm, no one. But I’ll explain that later. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes!” Scar then resumed his story.
“So I drove him to exile and ordered my hyenas to kill him. Afterwards, I took over Pride Rock and ruled the Pride Lands for many years!” Scar said raising his arms in the air.
“I must say...you are truly a legend worthy of respect and recognition!” Sombra once again praised Scar. Never in his life has he heard of a villain that was long-lastingly successful beside himself.
“Indeed! I wished you were around to see all the kids in their homes and in the movie theaters crying their eyes out when they saw Mufasa die! They were all traumatized back in 1990s!!” Scar yelled in sadistic joy.
“1990s? What kids?” Sombra asked.
“Oh! Uhhh...never mind. Anyway, it was great while it lasted. But then...” Scar then turned his smile to a defeated frown. “Long story short...Simba came back alive since he survived the hyenas, I spilled the truth that I killed Mufasa, the whole pride turned against me, Simba defeated me, and then I got eaten alive by my own hyenas. That’s my story.” Scar finished.
“WOW. Wait...you got eaten by your own minions?! Why?!” Sombra asked surprised.
“I unintentionally betrayed them by blaming them as the ones responsible for Mufasa’s death. I did it to save myself from Simba’s wrath. Plus, they were starving. That was the last mistake I ever made. That’s how I ended up here.” Scar replied with a sad expression on his face.
Sombra looked upon Scar with certain feelings he rarely had before. Out of all the villains he heard of or met, Scar was the very first one he started to respect and empathize with. He laid his hoof on Scar’s back.
“I’m...I’m sorry for what happened to you. Fortunately, you’re still alive to tell the tale. You have my utmost respect.” Sombra comforted.
“Thanks for listening and understanding...King Sombra.” Scar thanked with a growing smirk on his face. This took the equine by surprise.
“What?! How do you know my name?!” he demanded.
“I have been watching you on the TV show called My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I must say you have quite the reputation among fans of this show.” Scar informed.
“A show?? I have fans? I’m actually a character?!” Sombra exclaimed.
“Yes, just like me! We’re even in a fanfiction story right now!” Scar said.
“PLEASE STOP! YOU'RE CONFUSING ME!” Sombra wailed plugging his ears. “If I am in a show, can you please show me what happened after my demise?”
“Hmmm...if you really want to bore yourself to death, then be my guest.” Scar said with clear disinterest. The villainous lion went to one of his files on his computer and clicked on the folder with downloaded episodes of season 9. There, Sombra and Scar watched from episode three all the way to the finale together. Scar was bored out of his mind knowing exactly what happened since he watched them already whereas Sombra was both disgusted, angered, and slightly bored while watching the episodes. He constantly growled at the screen seeing the very ponies he hated.
However, he was shocked beyond words as he watched the first four minutes of the finale. He paused the episode and started pounding on the table seething in rage. “DISCORD?!!!? THAT WAS DISCORD THE WHOLE TIME?!?!” he screamed at the top of his lungs.
“Yep. Just like in Iron Man 3 with the foolish Mandarin twist.” Scar nonchalantly replied.
“So that blasted draconequus disguised himself as Grogar, revived me, brought back those three other fools, and sent me to attack Equestria only for me to end up getting vaporized again?!? Who, in the name of Equestria, would do something like that?!” Sombra continued screaming in rage.
“Michael Bay.” Scar answered while winking at the fourth wall.
“Who’s this Michael Bay?” Sombra asked.
“Nothing. Continue watching.” Scar said.
Sombra continued watching the finale until he saw the part where the villains were turned to stone. This somehow left Sombra totally confused. “Wait...those three are turned to stone but not Discord? I don’t understand. He still has these weak sentiments of friendship in him, but how is it that no one gives him punishment for what he did? ESPECIALLY WHAT HE DID TO ME!!!”
“It would be best to keep these questions to yourself. A lot of fans are defending this worthless piece of garbage as a great conclusion to the series when really it’s not. But since there’s nothing to change their mind, I would suggest to not get involved with their heated discussions.” Scar advised.
“Hmmm, I suppose you’re correct. I got to finish this.” Sombra said before sitting back down again as he watched the last minutes of part two and watched the last episode of the series. The moment the episode finished, he overturned his chair and broke it down with his magic. Scar smiled as he watched his dramatic reaction.
“So this is how this show treated my character?!” Sombra shouted. “I just discovered there are nine seasons and found out I first appeared in the season three premiere. So I only showed up for two whole premieres only to be killed off?!”
“Don’t forget that you had a much more menacing voice in season three. Even though you had little screen time and dialogue, you did ten times better there.” Scar mentioned. “In season nine, you were given the most cliche meaningless dialogues any generic baddie would say. Plus, you received the most cringing and laughable voice. You sounded like a fat dude with throat cancer.”
“If that is the case, then I MUCH prefer to see my season 3 glory! It would make me reflect on how feared and respected I was!” Sombra said.
“I’m glad we agree on this. I mean, you are a fan-favorite among bronies. Fan-favorite villains should get tons of respect both from the creators AND the community.” Scar stated.
“Indeed. As for my thoughts on season 9, it was...BAD. Like, REALLY BAD. I will never get over the fact that Discord was Grogar the whole season. I’m starting to feel bad for the REAL Grogar now.” Sombra said. “I don’t really care about those worthless ponies and what they do.”
“Also, this season had a LOT of continuity errors and plot holes just like season eight.” Scar added.
“Well...I hope things will get better in the future. But all in all, it was great knowing you, Scar. You should definitely terrorize Equestria when you get the chance!” Sombra giddily said. “It appears we have much in common.”
“Oh yes indeed, my friend.” Scar wickedly grinned. “Together, we will change the world and rule Equestria!” Then both of them leaned towards each other.
“LONG LIVE THE KING!!” they both chanted at the same time. Then they evilly laughed together.
“Wait...isn’t this a villain team-up?” Sombra asked.
“Ahh, I don’t worry about it. Clown Prince might make you forget about me in a future story.” Scar said.
