Chapter 13:Royalty Blood Spilled
Through blood and fire they fought, with ax, sword and wicked claws they fought. For the griffons of the Griffon Kingdom, the king and captain fought their dark foe. The horrid lord Terror, fighting for the destruction of the griffon race, and his dark devil master. His solid obsidian spikes shot from his wrists and stabbed at Gilda's blade. While his tail and claws blunted the assault from king Tyranus's godly axes full of green magic.
Gilda was currently biting on one of Terror's horns on his head. However the attempt felt like nothing more than failure and solid obsidian, a material too hard for griffon jaws. She felt Terror reach and grab at her torso, and pull her from behind right to his fiery lizard like face. He prepared to devour her whole, but the king was fast as a hawk to respond. A slice of the axes across the wrist freed Gilda as she spun to dodge being grabbed again.
A roar announced the king's fury as he flew to the sky and stared down the red demon. He Then double threw both weapons from over his shoulders as they twirled towards the target. Only to hook into the claws of the demon lord and smash to pieces upon meeting the ground. The king gasped, watching his weapons shatter, and felt a part of himself die from within. They were weapons that had always been passed down through the ages of griffon royalties.
Now they laid on the ground in pieces, and the magic was slowly leaking from the lost weapons. Another roar was released as the king flew down and gripped the demon's face with his claws. He bit on the demon lord's head while his claws dug and scratched into his face. Only for Terror to grab his whole body in his constricting red claws, and yank the griffon king off. He reared back and threw the king with devastating power to send him soaring towards the mountain.
He took only a step forward to give chase before freezing at the slight sting of a slashing sword breaking against his scales. He turned and spotted Gilda bringing her sword to his neck to take his head. Only to fail and break against the demon's thick skin, and be forced to fly back to recover. Her eyes went from her broken sword to the demon lord as she saw his mouth erupt with red lightning like fire. He slammed to all fours and roared before a beam of red dark magic exploded from his jaws.
Gilda quickly took off and swerved through the mountains to evade the massive attack. Looking back to see the beam closing in and slicing through the base of the mountains. Rocks went flying, forcing the female griffon to evade and avoid with barrel rolls, swan like dives, and sharp uprisings. Her diving avoided the beam itself, but nearly costed her a head injury from incoming stones and boulders. When she soared into the skies, she escaped getting crushed, but needed to barrel roll to avoid the attack.
Finally she spotted an escape route, and went towards a crumbling mountain and went for the lifting dust clouds. Before Terror knew it, the griffon captain disappeared into the dusty cloud. Forcing him to cease his attack for a moment to peer into the dust and track his prey.
"You cannot escape me...! I can smell the fear that makes your heart beat like a drum...!"He looked deep into the settling dust and sensed the mounting fear in Gilda's heart.
He inhaled and gathered his red power into his mouth to fire once more and spotted her near the mountain peak. He narrowed his eyes to aim right at her, and prepared the fire. Only to hear the loud sonic screeching of a hawk from behind. It battered and beat at his head, forcing him to fall forward and shut his mouth. He face planted to the ground before his head went up in a blast of red from the attack he unleashed for Gilda.
It looked like he had blown his own head up while king Tyranus stood a top of the mountain. Watching the demon lay there with smoke completely engulfing half the creatures body. He then growled as he watched Terror's body lift up and help itself up to it's demon feet. Once the smoke cleared, the demon's head appeared to be damaged, but not destroyed. Terror growled and turned around to reveal that his lips and half of his face was missing, only flesh remained.
"Been a while since I actually felt pain... The thrill of battle that left me with wounds like this...!"Terror chuckled as the torn skin on his face sizzled and crunched like leaves.
"Hopefully it will also prove to be your last Terror. The world is not meant to harbor monsters like you,"The king sprouted his wings to ready to strike from the skies,"So many kings of the Griffon Lands that fell to your demonic wrath...! There is no punishment too severe for you!"
"Try not to fear too much longer Tyranus. For you will join them in death soon...! And watch from my hell as your race dies with you!"Terror reared back and roared loudly as Tyranus went at him again from the skies like a hawk.
Tyranus glared and screeched as he turned to his left and dodged a hard swing that buried into the ground. The large griffon then swung his talons and sliced deep into the wounds of the red demon. It forced the demon lord of terror back, but gave him momentum that he needed. He was able to swing his long spiky tail, slamming it against the king's side. Knocking him away and crashing right through the doors to his castle.
The king struggled and rolled before he was able to get to his paws and stare down the devilish monster. Terror glared back and let a black blade of obsidian stretch out from his right wrist. He charged forward and roared before lifting up for a downward slash. Tyranus lifted up to catch the sharp wrist blade and slapped his claws together to catch the attack. Terror only smiled as he then forced another blade of obsidian from the other wrist while the king barely saw it.
He widen his eyes just in time to feel it plunge right int his gut and poke right out of his back. There was silence for a moment as blood burst from Tyranus's mouth. Gilda herself finally emerged from the mountain and gasped to see her king suddenly caught in a deadly blow.
"AAAAAGGGHHH! UGGGhhh!"Tyranus howled in pain and grabbed the arm that dug into his stomach as he was then lifted into the air.
"Take a long look around Tyranus...! Because this place will crumble all around you! While you wither away,"Terror backed up to bring the king outside before tossing Tyranus through a pillar,"Nothing of this place will remain! But my laughter!"
"UNTIL THEN! LAUGH AT THIS!"Terror heard the taunt before his right eye was suddenly pierced by a broken sword.
He hissed and backed away as the vision in his eye faded quickly to black. He growled and pulled the sword out before quickly looking around for the source of the attack. Finally his left eye caught Gilda in the air, only to serve as a distraction while the rumbling of the ground brought forth another attack. A boulder the size of a house came tumbling down the mountain, it bounced only slightly with thunderous sound that shocked Terror to reality. He looked down just in time to see the boulder bounce and slam right into his chest.
Forcing him back and grinding in the stone path way till the boulder exploded to pieces and Terror was wobbling on the edge. His toe claws gripped the ledge to hold on for dear life, leaving him vulnerable. Gilda knew this and swooped in for a shot to the left eye, she then barrel rolled as bone prisons sprouted to try and catch her. She was fast, and merely got clipped by a bone before she found her mark. With one swing of her Talon's she cut at the left eye and blinded Terror completely.
The resulting blow was just enough force to knock him back and crush the stone he held onto. He slowly fell back and took the ground with him as he went right over the mountainous ledge. Tumbling down with a roar before he faded out of sight, deep into the deep black crevice. Once he was gone, Gilda hawked up a spit wad and spat down the ledge to add insult to injury. She then sighed and turned to face the crumbled city where she hope to find the king.
She ran for a moment to look around for survivors before she then heard coughing from behind. She looked to the pillars that were crumbled and in pieces before she saw one paw barely moving. She charged to the pillar and began to move around the wreck to see. Only to finally see the king sitting against the tall pillar, with blood already dripping from his beak and leaking from his belly. Making a large pool of red around himself.
"My king...! My king. I stopped him, I don't know if he's dead. But Terror has been stopped for now..."She bowed and fell to her knees before the wounded king as he then slowly looked to her.
"Good... Though... There is one more problem we are left with,"He looked down and saw himself still bleeding out, so much blood was already lost,"I'm... Not going to survive this Gilda... And without a heir to griffon royalty... Our race will perish..."
"No...! This can't happen my king...! There has to be something we can do. There has to be a way to save you...!"Gilda held his shoulder and tried to push on the wound to stop the bleeding.
"I'm...sorry... And just when Dylan showed me what it meant to be a good leader for my people,"His paw slowly lifted and placed itself upon Gilda's as he looked her in the eyes,"There's only one thing that can be done... To save our race from extinction my... Prized captain..."
"Anything my king... Anything...!"She gulped and tried to hold in any threat of tears as she gripped his paw tight..
"If you would have me... Mate with me... Let my legacy rest with you..."
"My king...!? I... But... I am not... Worthy...!"
"You're are more than worthy Gilda... One that has fought to the bitter end alongside her king... There is none more worthy,"He grunted and coughed before undoing his armor and letting it drop to show his lion like body,"He's not dead...! He's coming again. Please my fateful captain... Please...mate with me... Save our race from extinction...!"
He grunted and groan before leaning back and opening his legs to let a red and long dick slip out of a sheath. It was limp at first, and Gilda could only blush as she gazed upon her king's giant length. She looked at him, and felt his energy slowly withering away to nothing, finally she made her choice. She leaned down and slowly slid out her long tongue before it stroked and tasted the royal member. It was thick, soft, a bit moist, and slightly salty, just the way Gilda imagined.
She licked it like an ice pop to start, slow and steady to get him hard enough to mount. She felt it twitch and start to get warm as the head hit her beak gently to wet it. The king panted out and held his wound before he could relax, feeling pain fade from incoming pleasure. She gently gripped the giant rod and gave it a round of strokes while the head was subjected to licks. Licks that collected tiny drops of pre leaking from the tip.
He could feel himself starting to harden, his limp prick slowly lifting and stiffening. His blood possibly moving to it rather than leaking from his stomach. He gritted his teeth feeling Gilda's soft tongue caress his cock and milk out pre. Lubing him up for what must be perfect for his seed to be given in full to his chosen host. They felt the rumble of the mountain, signifying that Terror was coming for them.
The fear only added to the excitement as Gilda went for the next step just as the king was hard. Slowly and gently she climbed up to his chest and looked him in the eyes that were losing light. She gripped her flank and relaxed to expose her nether regions through her fur. She took a deep breath and angled before spreading and squatting down. She stopped at the touch of the penis head against her lower lips before rubbing herself against it for heat and arousing herself.
She blushed as she felt her g spot loosen to a member's touch and demanded for fulfillment. Slowly she went down on it, feeling the pressure of being prodded open for making love. It hurt at first, but was then replaced by a strong pressure and a cold tingle of goodness. She let out a strong heated breath as she went down a bit more until the member found it's way balls deep in her womb. She grunted to bare with the pressure in her griffon hood while the king growled in new found joy.
His claws gripped at her flank as he lifted back his head to embrace the genital connection they now had. He began slowly with a few thrusts to prevent the pain from getting too strong. Each thrust pulsed icy hot goodness that made his member even harder as Gilda gasped from the power. She moaned weakly like an overwhelmed teenager and dove her head down to kiss her king. One claw then went up and grasped her head as they both shared in this kiss.
His humping became rhythmic, like a peaceful oceanic wave that gave joy to both of them. The sound of his thighs patted against her flank while the moistness of Gilda's nethers saturated his prick. While pre started to drool from his head and was milked by her folds. He only hoped she would be able to milk the true salty white cum that would mean survival for all griffons. He then began to increase his humping and rut Gilda like a heated stallion.
He grunted and groan with heated compassion and power with controlled lust for Gilda. His girth was covered in her leaking juices that dripped down upon his waist. Proving that he was an effective lover if ever he could have had one before now. They hugged as he already felt it, the deep tightening of his body that erased his pain with deep pleasure. His balls tighten and he could feel it growing and flowing to his rod that grew hot in Gild's womb.
Gilda groaned loudly as she suddenly felt her climax take place and cause her whole flank tremble. Clear liquid splashed down from her crotch and drenched her king's prick. It stuck to his fur as the mere sight of her fluids triggered his own and forced a few more powerful thrusts. With that came the pulsing of his cock pumped hot shots of white royal seed spurting into Gilda. Her womb did it's purpose and milked every bit of the white cum.
Barely a drop came streaming down his prick only for Gilda to hump more to catch it all in her swollen folds. With a loud moan from the king, he had made love for the first time, and with a higher purpose. He panted and felt all energy finally leaving his body fast. He sweated as he heard a roar that brought forth Terror once more up from the cliff. The demon was missing an arm right now, and he looked less then pleased.
"He's here... Gilda... I apologize for us not being able to share a true moment of intimacy... But he's coming,"The king panted and groaned as the captain parted herself slowly from his limp peck,"You have to go now... Don't stop till you reach Canterlot. The princesses and Dylan will protect you...!"
'I wish there was only more I could have done for you my king...!"She said as she looked up to see the demon approaching them.
"I don't need sight to feel your fear...! I know exactly where you are griffon filth!"Terror called as he neared the pillar.
"Just go! Go Gilda! And never look back!"Gilda backed away and quickly took off like a rocket to the skies.
Terror went to grab at her with his remaining claws, but a screech from Tyranus blew his hand away. Smacking the demon lord in the head while Gilda made her escape into the clouds. Terror may have won the battle, but little did he know, that he just lost the war with the griffons. He growled and walked around to find the king sitting there chuckling at him. He tilted his head and stepped on the king's gut before he grumbled at the taunting.
"Finding your own demise hilarious king Tyranus?"Terror raised a spike from his remaining wrist with a growl.
"No... I find it hilarious that in the light of your victory, you once again failed to end the royal griffon blood line,"Terror was confused for a moment before he then gasped and looked to the sky,"Gilda carries my child now... And once again you are left to look like the failure you clearly are...!"
"Indeed...! Though at least... I have something to take it out on...!"Terror raised his blade like spike at the ready.
"See you in hell you failure...!"
Enraged by the taunt that spoke truth in Terror's empty defeat, the demon lord grew angrier at the king's laughter. He may have failed to end the griffons, but now he had a trophy to claim. He swung his weapon downwards and decided to silence the king forever. He felt his spike ram down the mouth and throat of the griffon king, crushing the jaw and neck. Blood exploded like a fountain from the king's mouth, as he then died at that very moment.
Tyranus froze, and went limp as the demon yanked and tore his weapon out of the bloody griffon. Watching him fall limp before his feet, though it offered little no comfort in his failure. Yet the moment the blood touched the soil of the world, it sent a wave of devastation in the hearts of all royalty.
Dragon Migration Mountains
The armies were set, armies of horses in bronze armor as textured as the sandy land they were made in. The soldiers that bared them amassed in the thousands, many with bronze spears, swords and shields. Others were perched a to of distant mountains with bows that carried arrows of fire. Their eyes watched from the center mountain the infantry converged on in silence to take the demons by surprise. While their leaders stood behind them, ready to guide the battle to a glorious victory.
The king and queen of Saddle Arabia were dressed in their bronze and platinum armor. Their spear like staffs on their backs gleaming with a taste for demon blood. While their swords at their flanks were double edged and serrated with roundish curves. Baring the crests of Saddle Arabia on the center of their hilts. The queen took in a deep breath as she felt the mild attitude of the monsters that lurked within the mountain.
They appeared oblivious to the royalties presence, and only continued to work on the mines they uncovered. All was quite as their infantry came to a halt for a moment to circle the opening to the mountain passes. The archers of the neighboring mountains drew back their bows to start the attack. Aiming to the skies for distance and to create an unavoidable rain of death. The battle appeared to be an easy win to take, but one thing still remained.
"Where are the armies of king Tyranus? They should have been here by now,"Astral Wind was lost for words on the griffon king's disappearance,"He normally would beat us to the battle grounds."
"I... Do not know... But I feel something has happened,"The king spoke solemnly as he placed a hoof to his chest,"I feel... Something terrible has happened."
"I...feel it too... This cold pit in my heart. Like something was suddenly taken away..."Astral feared as the mountain rumbled like thunder.
"We will go to the griffon kingdom and see what has became of Tyranus, but first,"Thunder Hooves gave the order with a powerful shout to begin the attack,"For the world of the living! And for the glory of Saddle Arabia! ATTACK!"
A powerful chant and roar of the soldiers sparked the rage of war into their hearts. The archers growled and raised their bows before shooting straight into the skies. Hundreds upon thousands of arrows splintered through the skies and clouds within seconds. They traveled with blinding speed and bunched up before the sun was nearly blackened. Horse infantry raised their shields to their backs for protection as they charged over the mountain mouth.
Their hooves sounded like powerful rumbles that made the mountain quake with fear. Slowly the arrows from the sky descended upon the mountain and targeted the demons in the pit. There was mostly just small goblin like demons and large bat humanoid giants overseeing the operations. They looked to the darkened sky and roared to warn the underlings of the attack. Only for the arrows to pierce their skin and topple half of the giant bat demons along with a portion of the goblins.
"Saddle Arabians! Lord Destruction hasn't reached the mountain heart yet! Defend him!"The giant demons roared as a swarm of goblins charged over with swords and obsidian shields.
The front lines slammed their shields down into the rock while those behind raised their shields to the sky. Taking the deadly pelting of arrows that continued to rain down from the air. The Saddle Arabians roared and continued to charge, while the giant bat human demons charged forward. They stomped with hoof like feet to the front and charged the soldiers. They were virtually unmoved, but once they had clashed together, a crash of stone, metal and death rang the ears of all.
From behind the front lines, the soldiers wielded their gleaming spears with pride. Stabbing right next to their comrades head and piercing demon flesh like stuck pigs. Blood gushed with each round of stabs that entered the demons. Lines of demons fell from the first wave of spears before the shields slammed the demons away. Allowing for more arrows to enter the crowd and splinter the skin of the devil's minions.
The giant bat lords were desperate, and began to chuck rocks to the mountain tops where archers perched. Only to fall after arrows went deep into each part of their body. Demons were falling like flies, it was a glorious sight for the Saddle Arabians. Though for the king and queen, this all appeared far too easy. Tartarus demons are not the most effective creatures of war, but they would never go down this easy.
The couple strolled from behind their infantry and watched as what was left of the demons began to fall. The lords reached for help, but found only more arrows splitting their heads open. One was reaching for the mines as if it would serve a means of escape. As it reached for the cave opening, a strong black hoof slammed down upon its clawed hand. Crushing every bone within the limb, and forcing a painful screech.
"That looks like it hurts creature...! Maybe we require some professionals to look at that,"Came the deep voice of the king of Saddle Arabia as he dug his hoof into the demon's limb,"Who is in that cave right now demon? SPEAK!"
"Ruo drol fo Destruction...!"The demon said with a labored breath, only for his head to be smashed in by the queen.
"Demon language... It sounds like it said... Their Lord Of Destruction...!"The queen shook her head and looked to the cave mouth where their soldiers had surrounded.
"Demons of Tartarus! Your forces are all but destroyed! Come out f the cave, or be destroyed!"Their lead captain commanded from the mouth of the cave.
"How many are in the cave captain?"Astral Wind asked as she walked to the cave.
"Only one your majesty,"The captain said as his frontline soldiers pulled out their long swords for battle,"Last warning! Come on out or die by the metal of Saddle Arabia!"
"Alright! Alright...! You little horses win...! I'm coming out...!"Came the smooth but clear demonic voice that echoed from the cave.
They could hear it, the tiny pitter patter of sharp legs creeping along the molten stone. Dust and rock cracking along the walls as a large form was crawling towards them. From the shadows they could see long and sharp crab like legs stabbing into the mountain stone. They backed away while the king and queen a lit their fur with silver and gold magic that made their fur glitter and and blue crab legs then sprawled from the cave mouth and hooked to the cave edges.
They gave a pale and bluish body leverage as the top of the cave began to crumble. Long pale hands with grotesque claw like nails gripped and crushed the rock they held. Finally four long horns emerged along with a skinny head wielding ruby red eyes and a smug grin. With fur like webbing around his neck, the demon known as Destruction emerged from the cave with a chuckle. He looked to the forces of Saddle Arabia as well as their very own king and queen.
His eyes descended down to the two horses with his smug grin and scratched his chin. He clenched his fists and the crowd reacted with the formation of aggressive combat. Archers were aimed right at him from the mountain tops. While spear stallions from the back readied to throw their spears right into his head. Instead he continued to chuckle ever so more loudly before he suddenly squatted down to the ground.
His chuckles got faster as his fists then went behind his head and his defenses were lower. Silence for a moment took place before his chuckles finally ended and surprise took over. The king and queen moved closer and bind him in gold and silver magic. His legs and arms were bounded nice and tight and a gold collar formed around his neck. Finally the realization shocked all but the king himself as he only glared even more, Destruction has surrendered.
"Enjoy this bitter sweet victory while you can my little whorses...!"Destruction snickered and grunted against the tight collar on his neck.
"Oh we will you demon scum...! You are coming with us, and will stand before us for a proper execution,"The queen spoke before she forced the tall demon to its legs,"I hope you have something of worth to say before you are taken away...!"
"Heh... You wretched creatures...! Have a funeral to prepare for... Compliments from my brother, Terror...!"He snarled and darted his eyes to the sky.
The king and queen lifted their eyes to the demon and noticed his eyes were upon something. They both turned and looked to the skies for an object of the demon's interest. It was then that they could spot the one griffon Gilda flying within the dark clouds. They thundered as she was crossing the mountain and never glanced once at the horses. She quickly disappeared into the clouds as she continued on to her destination.
They gasped, as they felt their hearts feel the pain of death hitting their chests. They could no longer ignore what had happened, and knew that they needed to call forth all royalty. Once they had turned to look to their prisoner. Destruction was already gone like dust in the wind, most likely he went under and back to Tartarus. They glared, and snorted as they now felt their victory tainted by the demon's escape from their hooves.
Though all that mattered to them now, was securing the mountains for the dragons once more. Then finding out what had happened during their battle to take it back. While taking the pain in their hearts, realizing that Gilda must have the answer for them.
"Please let that poor griffon make it to safety..."The queen prayed to the next world.
Canterlot Castle
Hours passed by, and Celestia had taken a break from training to lower the sun. The red setting sun glimmered off the shoulders of Dylan and Sombra as the two continued practicing with swords. Luna was staying in the air as she watched over Sombra's movements. For they had discovered a very useful tactic that became part of the bond they shared. What Luna was seeing, Dylan was seeing as well, All the angles she had on Sombra, he had as well.
"This visual link we have is pretty kick ass! There's just about nothing you can surprise me with,"Dylan said slamming his blade upon the crystal sword Sombra wielded over his head,"I can't believe we just learned this! It works so well...!"
"Indeed...! And that is only the start of such abilities,"Sombra said before spinning till he was behind and bucked Dylan in the back,"Before you know it, your vision just may range to not just wielders of sun and moon. But perhaps the sun and moon themselves...!"
"That means I would be able to see ALL of Equestria right?"Dylan got up and held his blade out towards Sombra.
"Well how else would you as king, be able to watch over your world of Equestria,"Sombra asked as he connected his sword with Dylan's,"You are meant to keep this world safe as king of Equestria. You must be ever so watchful over your world day and night to ensure its safety."
"Sounds like a lot of work...! Is it possible to do something like that?"
"I did it before, but only by the power of my crystals,"Sombra and Dylan closed with some basic sword blocks and slashes to the left, right, and up,"The princesses father was able to do it as well. Not one evil being escaped his eyes...!"
"Damn... Bet he would have never approved of me taking over his throne...!"Dylan swung his sword, but Sombra backed off and stared to the sky.
Dylan gasped and stared at confusion as Celestia and Luna flew down to his side. He felt Luna's hoof on his arm, tugging at him for attention. Only to see them also looking to the red glaring sky, and the shadow that eclipsed the sun. He saw the shadow flapping in the distance, he made out a bunch of feathers and bulk. Finally he could make it out to be the very form of a griffon approaching their castle.
Dylan took a step closer to see further, and that's when he saw the white feathery face of Gilda. She was sweating, her wings flapped slowly with low energy in her body now. She looked sadden, and desperate for help as she began to descend from the sky. Her approach was shaky from her weakened body, and her landing proved to be a struggle. She managed to touch down before finally lowering her wings for a rest and panting in complete exhaustion.
She slowly strolled over to the group with weak legs and talons that barely carried her. She was whimpering as she swayed to the left, and reached out for the first one she could grab. She finally fell forward, and Dylan quickly caught her, and held her up on her paws. He was panting, and he was feeling consumed with shock and horror to see her in this state. She appeared physically uninjured other than being exhausted by her flight over here.
She panted and held on tight as she tried to catch her breath and collect her thoughts. The princesses collected their thoughts and held their hearts as they too felt a heaviness. They already knew something horrible had happened, and Gilda knew exactly what.
"Gilda...? What are you doing here? What happened...?"Dylan asked before he felt the thoughts of his lovers strike his brain.
"Tyranus... Is that what we are feeling?"Celestia asked Gilda as she clenched hard and growled with tears stinging her eyes.
"They... They're all gone...! He killed them all...! My people... Are dead...!"Gilda growled before burying her face into Dylan's chest.
"But Tyranus...! He made it right...?! He couldn't have been lost...! Tell me king Tyranus is ok...!"Dylan begged as he felt a deep beat in his heart that brought pain to his chest.
"I'm sorry Dylan..."Came the voice of his old friend Discord, along with a flash of white light before them.
They barely shielded their eyes as an orb of white magic appeared before them. With it the mixed shadow of two forms floating within it, one much bigger than the other. The form of Discord was easier to make out, but the one that appeared to be in his arms was not. With a blast of bright light, the orb shattered and Discord appeared in full form with a look of sorrow. While the figure he held in his arms was made out to be the griffon king himself.
Tyranus laid in Discord's arms, motionless, peaceful, and no longer feeling any pain. Slowly they came into sight while the group uncovered their eyes, Dylan was quickly frozen. Slowly Discord lowered the king and placed them upon the ground of Canterlot. Gilda felt Dylan's grip lighten up and his hands fall to his side before she was assisted by Sombra. She looked to her fallen king, and looked away as the princesses held their hooves over their hearts.
Suddenly they all watched as Dylan slowly walked in front of them and approached Discord. His eyes looked down to his fallen griffon friend, clutching his aching heart. Once again, he was standing before someone he cared about that was now dead. The memories flooded in as he dropped to his knees before the dead king. His breath shuddered and shook as he reached for the king's head, and petted it gently.
He felt the sting of tears irritating his eyes as he gripped the claws of the king and placed them on his chest. He then rested his hand on Tyranus's chest before he felt the first tear fall down his cheek. His breath shook more and he choked on a sob before he wiped at his eyes. Only to feel more tears coming down, and staining his cheek, he tried so hard to fight the pain. Though he finally gave in, and found himself weeping before them all.
The old pain he felt so long ago had returned to his heat, and had him sobbing for his friend. His hand clutched Tyranus's chest, trying to stop the pain and the tears, but nothing worked. He could only kneel and crying before he finally bowed his head to the king. Celestia and Luna themselves had closed their eyes and allowed tears to stream down their cheeks. They remained silent as they approached their crushed human lover.
They got to their bellies and extended their hooves to Dylan's back. They began rubbing his back for comfort as he let tears fall upon the shoulders of the griffon. His weeps could then be heard much easier as Discord held his lion paw to his own chest in sadness. Sombra simply stood there with Gilda now crying into his shoulder, silent, and grieving with control. There would be no songs, no visitors, and no room for errors in security this night.
Sombra could only sigh and watch the red sun set upon the horizon on this heavy and tragic day. It pained him to admit this, but no matter what has happened, the demons have claimed this day. He let his hoof travel to his heart before another sigh was released.
"Tomorrow is another day..."Sombra spoke as he watched Dylan now being hugged by his lovers of night and day.
They held him close, and cried silently with their love as his emotions continued to run wild. His tears didn't stop, and his head was turning into fire, so much pain was felt. He felt hurt, like his heart had been punched once again, and he now had no pony. Luckily the loves of his life kept him from truly believing that, and he only continued to weep for his friend. He knew that Tyranus needed a proper burial, as well as to be avenged for his death.
That was the only clear thought on his mind as he rested his head upon his friend. He now wants the blood of the one that killed the griffon king, and lord Terror knew it from this very moment.
Sorry for a tear jerker near the end every pony, and sorry for disappearing again. Just more and more issues growing for me, but as long as I have my friends. I can fight them and keep on writing. Btw Sierra Nova, it's clear you have info to share for me and I would like it if you would get an account and pm please. If you have ideas to share, I'd like to hear them more personally. Thank you /)