[Sombra x Reader] Rise of the Legend. ✔️

Chapter 50 - The end of happiness.

* Sombra POV *

My entire body ached as though a hundred razor blades pierced my skin at once. I could only hear an indistinct angry mutter in the background. My breath was quick and shallow, and my eyes were tightly shut blocking my senses from the world around me.

Calm down. Calm down. She needs me.

I thought these precious words to myself. I had to be strong. I had to try again. For her. For [YN].

I groaned and lifted up my aching body. My hooves shivered as though they tried to tell me to give up. Tears poured down my face in a small delicate stream.

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting them at the change of lighting. Looking around, I saw the stallion I despised with passion standing there. He breathed slowly, and seemed to have been proud of something. I groaned as I shifted my body to see what happened.

"NOO!" I screamed in despair. My body suddenly went stiff and cold. My lungs lost all the air they held and my hooves lost their strength.

In a pool of fresh vibrant blood lay her body. Her beautiful [CC] coat was drenched in the red viscous liquid. It soaked her [HC] mane, giving it a wet and glossy look.

Dimitrius turned around, still holding the bloodied dagger with his magic. He chuckled darkly, displaying a row of white jagged teeth.

"YOU MONSTER!" I roared in fury, firing the first and deadliest spell I could think of.

The evil stallion teleported himself away in time, avoiding my spell. I quickly fired another one, and another one, and another one.

Some kind of fury woke within me. I did not feel pain or tiredness then, just pure desire to kill that motherfucker. He struggled to deflect or avoid my continuous stream of spells and eventually got hit by one.

Dimitrius crashed against the hard wall with an impact and fell to the floor. A few rocks crumbled as he fell, covering him in dust and small rocks. He moaned in pain and grunted in attempt to pick himself up, but it was too late.

I furiously approached the corrupt stallion, summoning a crystal red sword on my way. It was over. Finally. With a final victorious grunt, I swung the blade and decapitated him at once. With a swift cut, his head rolled off onto the floor. I watched it bleed out as I felt the Dark Lords presence leave the room. I felt safer knowing he no longer had a body to feed on.

I dropped the sword onto the floor. It shattered into hundreds of crystal shards which quickly evaporated into thin air. I then galloped over to [YN]. Her body was still warm, but she didn't breathe.

I decided that I couldn't give up. I could've tried to use magic to heal her, to being her back, to save her. Panting heavily, I lowered my head, pointing my horn at the beautiful mare. It started to erupt with magic as I cast the strongest healing spell I knew.

The exertion of this spell caused me grunt and breathe heavily. I focused all my magic and energy to the spell. Every inch of my body ached and my muscles grew weaker every second, but I knew the longer I held it up the more chance I had of helping her.

She can't die...
I love her...
[YN] please don't leave me...
I need you...

I kept thinking those words over and over again as the spell continued. I couldn't see what was going on, my eyes were shut tight, shielding my vision from the brightness of the spell.

Eventually the room fell silent and it all stopped. My magic finished, my muscles failed, and I fell to the floor gasping to take a breath. This was the most of the spell I could've performed, and I was too weak to continue.