Division 48

The Purple Betrayal

Division 48 – The Purple Betrayal

Weil der Meister uns gesandt
verkünden wir den Untergang
der Reiter der Boshaftigkeit
füttert sein Geschwür aus Neid

(…)

Weil die Nacht im Sterben lag
verkünden wir den jüngsten Tag
es wird kein Erbarmen geben
lauft, lauft um euer Leben

Translation:

Because the master has sent us
we announce the downfall
the rider of malice
is feeding his ulcer of envy

(…)

Because the night lay dying
we announce judgment day
there will be no mercy
run, run for your lives

Rammstein, Herzeleid 1994, Der Meister

File Name: „Wandering Fleet” Status

File Access Level: Restricted, High Command

Basic Information on the Wandering Fleet:

Place of origin: Earth
Codename: Wandering Fleet
Population: 7 000 million
Political name: United Earth Federation
Political system: Authoritarism
Current President: Vincent Romanov
Military organ: United Earth Federation Forces
Military power: Very High

Galactical and Dimensional Threat: Extreme

Description:

Wandering Fleet is a codename for the UEF flotilla of spaceships that avoided the Collapse effect in 2101 safely taking most of Humanity through the Anomaly Gate to Hades Gamma Cluster. The fleet was originally composed of 133 UEF Colonial Arcs, however it quickly expanded, repurposing 20 Arcs into highly advanced factories and shipyards capable of production of both smaller and bigger spacecrafts. Main purpose of these factories was assembly of military spaceships that could increase fleet defense capabilities. When the goal was reached, the factories were given the second and most important objective, which was preparation for Condition 9 Invasion Protocols. Those required the manufacturing plants to use their whole construction powers to assemble an additional fleet of powerful combat-ready crafts. Because of the production process in singularity based factories, the objective was reached in only 9 years, reinforcing the Wandering Fleet with many different types of heavy battle crafts.

Colonial Factories and Shipyards:

Those are repurposed Colonial Arcs, 5 times the size of War Dreadnoughts, they possess two singularities on board. The first one is a simple artificial singularity that provides power. The second one is a completely different story, as it is used only for production. The factories have little defensive capabilities and the only weapons at their disposal are 350 Kinetic Rippers used as anti-fighter guns. This is why the Fleet was in need of proper defense if there would be a hostile first contact situation. The plants are a very important resource to the fleet.

Production process:

Singularity based factories use different methods of fabrication than it is commonly known. Humankind learned to manipulate the unstable energies of singularities and as it is widely known, etherium is created basically from any non-organic material that passes through “Mammoth” type of singularity. This means that even common trash can be used in production. The factories usually use exactly that, disposing of the constantly growing piles of trash from the fleet and change it into precious etherium. It is assumed that factory resources are as much as unlimited. The production process itself takes place in one chamber that contains the manipulated “Mammoth” type singularity. „Mammoths” are very similar to the “Eternal Eye”, they however always emanate red instead of green and their energies are much weaker and calmer. „Mammoths” are created from standard energy-producing artificial singularity that is inducted with enormous amounts of heat. This causes the singularity particles to change and expand creating the gigantic „Mammoth” that is easily manipulated and can be used effectively in production. The „Mammoth” positioned in the middle of the production hall is surrounded by different poles and coils, which stimulate it with electrical current or heat, depending on the production engineer’s needs. The production starts with „injection” of scrap materials into the singularity. It is quickly converted into etherium by chaotic energies of the “Mammoth”. Then by heat and electrical current, the engineer can manipulate the singularity stability and the energies, thus shaping the etherium into desired hull and other heavy elements that would otherwise require much time and effort to construct. Of course the detailed work requires materials different than etherium so, after the hull of a new ship comes out complete from the singularity the electronic parts and other various elements are added by various machines and other engineers completing the production process.

Wandering Fleet Current Status:

Idle

Military statistics:

Ship type: War Dreadnought

Number of ships: 52

Number of flagships: 4

War Dreadnought UEFF Vendetta
War Dreadnought UEFF Grim Reaper
War Dreadnought UEFF Apocalypse
War Dreadnought UEFF Inquisitor

Threat: Extreme

Ship type: Wraith Fighter

Number of ships: 100 000

Armament: 10x Kinetic Rippers Mark II, 4x Gauss Gatling Gun, 2x Heavy Anomaly Ray Mortar Mark II – HARMII

Shields: Ferros Kinetic and Energy Deflectors

Power source: Black Singularity Core

Threat: High

Ship type: Banshee Battle Carrier

Number of ships: 41922

Armament: 55x KRPII, 14x HARMII, 3x Singularity Cutters, 2x Plasma Bomb Hatches

Shields: Ferros Kinetic and Energy Deflectors Mark II

Power source: Synchronized Singularity Cores

Threat: Extreme

Heavy Anomaly Ray Mortar Mark II– Technical information

Power source: Destabilized Singularity

Type of ammunition: None - unlimited

Effective Range – 10 000 km

Blast Radius – 500 m2

Cool-down – 3 seconds

Threat level – Deadly

HARM is a heavy weapon designed to get rid of enemy strategy points (such as supply warehouses and other building), armored targets and enemy infantry. Mark II can be also considered a WMD. It shoots a black beam that basically cuts through anything with effective range of 10 000km. The beam itself however has another particular characteristic. On contact it disperses in all directions creating a singular explosion of 500 square meters radius, disintegrating everything not made of etherium. There are two versions of HARM. The first one is used as a heavy weapon by infantry, codename HARMI. The second version is mounted on ships, has increased effective range and blast radius. The HARMI being a smaller brother of HARMII has only 10km effective range and blast radius of 50 square meters. The weapon itself looks similarly to the famous mini-gun, however it has only one barrel similar to 88 millimeter cannon, instead of six small ones. It’s also completely obsidian black, because of the material used to construct it. What’s more it’s much sleeker and doesn’t have any sharp edges, giving the weapon a calm visage that is a complete contrary to its deadly effectiveness. Because of the destabilized singularity as a power source, the weapon itself requires a warm-up sequence that accounts to 3 seconds. Additionally it possesses two ventilation shafts on its sides that get rid of the excess heat, creating a hard to miss effect of red tongues of flames shooting out from the shafts. This weapon was officially marked as deadly by the Dimensional Guardians, as it can easily cut through Guardians shields and destroy a carrier class ship with ease. There are no currently known countermeasures to it, except for the human-made Ferros Deflectors, that – similarly to singularity based technology - are a mystery to Guardians, making the intervention even more probable.

Location: Earth, United Earth Federation, New Japan District, Equine Concentration Camp “Justice”

Dimensional Stamp Code: 1102205555135XVZZ/B

Time: Year 2141, June 4th

It was dark, very dark even. The room was cut off from the outside world, isolated and so it was impossible to really tell if it was day or night. The sun and moon no longer had their masters. The only source of warmth was a weak glimmer of candlelight in the far right corner of the massive room. The candlelight illuminated a scroll of paper on the concrete floor and an emaciated face of a pink pony. The pony was in a very poor health condition, its coat bleached, spots of bare skin visible all over the face, and many hideous scars. The pony probably had some unknown sickness causing wounds to open all over its body. In its teeth the pony held a piece of coal and was staring at the sheet of paper. Trembling slightly from the lack of energy its body needed to operate normally the pony leaned forward and began to slowly write on the stained piece of paper. The letters were hardly readable, but enough to understand the content.

20 years passed, 20 years since the massacre, since THEY came, claiming Equestria as their own world, with strength and malice none was prepared for. The skies themselves seemed to bleed that day, warning us of the danger, announcing the end of an era. Even if we would understand the warning, there was nowhere to run. Like demons they came from a black pillar of light in deadly machines the size of cities called War Dreadnoughts. Those monstrosities didn’t even give a chance to diplomacy, as they started the harvest immediately, obliterating 4 of our main cities in a matter of seconds. This was however only the beginning, as through the black gates more of those metal monsters came, smaller, sleeker, faster, seemingly endless. Various box-like vehicles sped down towards the ground, touching down with unnatural grace and opening their bowels to the world. We then understood that those were transportation vehicles, as from inside of them a group of bipedal ape-like creatures came out. They were faceless, all of them with black metallic skin, and emanating death intent. Now we know they were wearing masks and heavy armor. I was young… Young and stupid back then. They came to my home, to Ponyville, while I was blissfully baking cupcakes. That is, until I heard the roaring sound of the powerful engine that propelled their transportation vehicles. With all my cheerful curiosity I naturally went to investigate and was shocked when I saw them for the first time. So dreadfully they looked, so menacing… Perhaps if Ponyville wasn’t under a shield protection from one of the Goddesses we would be already somewhat prepared for what was coming, as we would definitely hear and feel the shockwave coming from Trottingham a week ago. Ponyville was however somehow stuck in its standard routine, not knowing about the impending doom. Perhaps if not for what I saw, I would run away back then? What transpired though cleansed me of any hope, teared my soul in half… For it was the day of the Purple Betrayal.

Location: Equestria/Earth, Ponyville Market District

Date: June 4th 2121

“HQ this is G4, Reporting successful arrival. High alien activity in the quadrant. No sight of the target, over.”

Said a man in the middle of group of six men. Sergant Michael McKinsey was a proud soldier, always doing his job, never questioning his orders. It didn’t matter much that HQ ordered him and his boys to go somewhere remote and pick up one of these… horses… What mattered is completing his mission. He was a tall man, dressed in a completely black etherium armor that covered all of his body, with green shoulder pads to underline his role as a leader of the team. The whole armor reminded of medieval times Knights, wearing full plate armors. This one however was packed with electronics, chems and was also adjacent to the user’s skin. It actually looked more like a modern exo-skeleton. Michael, similarly to half of his 6 man team was armed with a standard Etherium Ripper Rifle that beared resemblance to the famous P90, shooting sharp etherium shards at the targets usually shredding even the toughest armor not made of etherium. The ammunition to this little wunderwaffe is endless, as it carries an etherium block which small scraps are propelled through the singularity, reaching extreme speeds and kinetic punch. Taking a quick look around, it was hard not to notice various ponies staring at his squad somewhat scared but also curious. Every single ponyvillian in the vicinity of the Hawk transportation craft stopped their daily routine, taking in the visitors, while Pinkie Pie felt a painful jab inside her chest… It was her sense, first time causing her physical pain, it could only mean that something really bad will happen… Really, really bad. For the first time the party pony not dared to open her mouth and invite the creatures to a party, she simply stood there, staring at those bald apes, unable to come to a coherent decision what to do. Suddenly a clicking sound could be heard. Private Timothy Mann activated his Ripper Rifle, holding it in one hand and pointing it up in the sky. Sheer red flames came out from the side ventilation shaft of the rifle cooling system. This meant it was ready to fire and cause mayhem. The ponies oohed at the sight not knowing that this show was for nobody to enjoy. The soldiers seemed silent, but in fact they were using neural connection to exchange information with each other.

“Sarge, we’re going all Protocol G on these folk here?”

Private asked

“We’ll see what HQs orders will be, private. They didn’t show any hostile reaction to our arrival so let’s keep it peaceful for now.”

Michael said calmly

“Aye, aye sir”

Timothy pointed the gun down, seeing as the Ponies followed his movement with their eyes, staring at the weird contraption. Then from between the crowd of Ponies the Ponyville Mayor arrived, breathing heavily as if she was in a gallop up to this point.

“Mayor?”

Whispered Pinkie to herself, not at all cheerful, looking in the direction from which the Mayor emerged

The Mayor recomposed herself rather quick, and approached the visitors, the latter tensing up, tightening their grips on their weapons, staring the horse down. After all Genocide Protocol was approved and will be in motion soon, meaning that they will be slaughtering these creatures in due time. She looked at the faceless creatures, brows furrowed, tense and somewhat scared. Nevertheless she was ready to fulfill her duty as a mayor of this town.

“Let me be the first to officially greet you in Equestria travelers! I’m the mayor of this town and as such I am responsible for its citizens. We never saw anyone quite like yourselves, so I imagine this is your first time entering this land. May I ask where do you come from and who are you?”

The team exchanged confused glances. Michael stared at the weird talking horse, still not quite believing that this is what swarmed and took over Earth… It was simply a ridiculous idea. He then cleared his throat actually about to talk to a pony…

“Sargent Michael McKinsey, United Earth Federation Forces Infantry. This may surprise you but we are actually from here.”

Timothy snorted to that

“As for why are we here, it’s rather simple. We’re looking for an individual called Twilight Sparkle”

The Mayor was flabbergasted that. They answered clearly and in perfect Equestrian. She was ready to greet them again in a different language if they couldn’t understand Equestrian. What’s more, they come from Equestra? No, this creature said they come from some Federation, but he also said they come from here… It makes no sense! And did he just say, they’re looking for Twilight Sparkle?

“Umm… You’re looking for THE Twilight Sparkle? The Element of Magic?”

Michael shrugged

“I guess so…”

He said monotonously

“Wait, how can you come from Equestria and claim you’re from some Federation?”

This time Michael simply laughed. The mayor was taken aback by that

“I just noticed, you actually don’t know what’s happening? Didn’t see anything weird going on? Nothing?”

He said through his laughter

“Well… what are we supposed to know about Mr McKinsey?”

The Mayor was starting to like this conversation less and less by the second

“Love… This place it’s not called Equestria… Our forefathers named it Earth and we ain’t planning to change it anytime soon. This place, this planet, it doesn’t belong to you… It belonged and always will belong to humankind, to us…”

The Mayors jaw dropped to the ground. Now they’re saying that Equestria is theirs? It’s outrageous!

“Impossible, you seriously mistaking Equestria with some other place… Also what is it you want with Twilight Sparkle?”

Michael stopped laughing and sighed

“It’s none of your concern. If you value your safety I suggest you quickly point the way to this Twilight Sparkle, or we’ll have a problem.”

His grim voice made shivers run down Pinkies spine. She recomposed herself finally realizing that those monsters are here to get her friend! She can’t allow it! She quickly turned around and made her way through the crowd intending to get to the library tree.

Meanwhile the Mayor took a step back

“You… You’re threatening me?!”

She said in bitter surprise

“Of course not, it’s just a friendly advice…”

The mayor furrowed her brows and responded

“I am sorry but if you want to see the Element of Magic, I must inform Canterlot of your presence. If the Princess will allow it I’ll lead you to Twilight Sparkle, but until then I politely ask you to hoof over your wands and come to the Town Hall…”

The mayor said with a more aggressive and firm tone

“Well problem with that is, I ain’t waiting and I ain’t giving anyone my “wand”. Guess we’re doing it the hard way.”

Said Michael, taking out his trusty, old Desert Eagle, he loved to carry with him… Family heirloom it was and still a decent weapon.

“You see thing is, if you won’t lead us to Twilight Sparkle…”

He aimed the gun at a random pony, and then slowly pressed down the trigger. The effect was immediate. A loud bang echoed through the town. Some of the ponies jumped in surprise. Then one yellow pony at the far end of the crowd suddenly collapsed… a red puddle of blood starting to form around his lifeless corpse. Everything went silent after that.

Lyra was standing in the crowd, gazing at the visitors. She couldn’t make out what was being said though, as she was at the far end of the mass of ponyfolk. The strangers came in some kind of a metallic craft, maybe they’re aliens and that’s their spaceship? Lyra couldn’t be sure, but she really liked the way they moved… So gracefully and smoothly. And they had no hooves just like Diamond Dogs, but their claws looked much more dexterous and slim. They were apparently speaking perfect Equestrian, what only added another question to the pool. She suddenly heard the surprised shout of the Mayor.

“Are you threatening me?!”

Lyra was surprised, how could a simple greeting change into an exchange of threats? What the hell were they talking about?! She couldn’t stand it anymore and aggressively made her way through the crowd to get a better view and hear what was being said.

“Hey! Watch it!”

Some random pony shouted at her, when she pushed him too hard. She didn’t care though and in a matter of seconds she was in the first row with bunch of angry ponies left behind her.

“You see thing is, if you won’t lead us to Twilight Sparkle…”

The creature said with somewhat grim, muffled voice and pointed a weird silver object in the direction Lyra was standing. Somehow she sensed that something terrible will happen and took a step to the side… For all she knew, this decision saved her from certain death. The object gave out an ear-piercing banging sound. Lyra heard a silent whistle and felt that something grazed the left side of her face which quickly started to burn from pain. Her eyes widened as she heard a thudding sound right behind her. A few ponies from the crowd gasped. She slowly turned around to see a yellow Pegasus with blue mane laying on the ground, a gaping, bleeding hole in his head, red liquid coming out of it, slowly creating a puddle in the dirt. Her heart stopped as she raised her hoof to her face and touched her cheek. Then she put the hoof in front of her eyes and saw the same liquid covering it. One of the ponies that saw the scene took a step back realizing what just happened. The mare then screamed, terrified.

“You… KILLED HIM! You killed him! Why?! Why would you do this?!”

And then it begun, the widespread panic, the ponies started to run away, crashing into each other on occasion, screaming and trampling everything that was unlucky enough to be in their way. In a matter of seconds the crowd dispersed, leaving only the shocked Mayor, Lyra and the aliens in the middle of Ponyville. Lyra still couldn’t believe that she just dodged death. Michael on the other hand pointed his Desert Eagle at the Mayor.

“Now, kindly lead us to Twilight Sparkle, or we’ll simply level this town of yours to the ground”

The rest of his strike squad rose up their weapons and activated them. The Mayor came out of her shock releasing a bunch of armed to the teeth individuals just killed somepony from the crowd and from a distance. And now they pointed the same device at her head. She started to sweat and tremble a little bit, but kept her determined expression. She knew they weren’t bluffing, they didn’t even flinch when they took somepony’s life. They simply did it. What is one element of harmony in exchange for safety of all of Ponyvillains? She couldn’t possibly hope that a mere 10 Royal Guards stationing here would be able to do much against those creatures and their powers, so she picked the lesser evil.

“You… Didn’t have to do this, I’ll lead you to Twilight Sparkle… “

Her voice became hoarse, as she felt that her mouth became extremely dry.

“I’m glad you saw reason Mrs. Mayor.”

Michael holstered his Desert Eagle. The rest of his squad however didn’t point down their guns, making the Mayor more nervous. Nevertheless she turned around and proceeded to lead them straight to the Element of Magic.

Location: Equestria/Earth, Ponyville, the Library Tree

Pinkie Pie arrived at the tree breathing heavily. Her mane was deflated, her expression serious. The pain in her chest wouldn’t go away. She approached the door and was about to knock, when a realization came down on her. For a week Twilight wasn’t herself much, she almost completely stopped leaving her Tree and behaved… strangely. None of her friends saw her for a long time, as she always seemed to come up with an excuse to stay in her house. Usually Pinkie Pie was the one to behave randomly, but when two days ago Twilight finally came out of the Tree and visited Pinkie, she said something that didn’t really make sense… But seeing those creatures, it added up.

Location: Sugercube Corner, 2 days ago

Pinkie Pie was in her room, sorting out some of her invitation cards, after all it was Rainbow Dash’s birthday soon and she was already preparing something superlicious and supriselicious for her bestest friend! She then heard a loud thud coming from downstairs, as if somepony opened the door with such force, they almost came down from the hinges. Pinkie quickly made her way downstairs and saw the Cakes staring at her friend in shock. Twilight Sparkle was standing in front of the entrance, grinning like a madpony. Her Mane completely unkempt, her horn… broken in half… A wide bandage covering her flank, where her cutie mark should be. Pinkie couldn’t believe it was her friend

“Twilight… What happened to your horn?”

She asked worried. The cakes nodded to that.

“Oooh… so much happened I can’t possibly explain all of it… But do not despair, for I have to tell you something remarkable!”

Twilight slowly approached her friend, still grinning somewhat disturbingly. Pinkie turned her head to the side, not really knowing what was going on, but then cheered up suddenly.

“Oh! Twilight I’m so happy you’re finally out of your Tree! And you came to me first! Ha!”

Pinkie clapped with her hoofs

“Yes, yes! Can we go to your room? It’s really important!”

The Cakes were having trouble keeping up with the amount of randomness, but simply nodded when Pinkie took a pleading look at them. She and Twilight went up to her room and closed themselves in.

“So? What cool story you want to tell me? Oh! Does it have pirates in it? I like pirates, they’re like “Yaaarrr!””

Pinkie started with her usual rambles.

Twilight simply stared at her for a while, but when Pinkie kept talking, the element of magic said seriously

“Pinkie…?”

The latter stopped to that and took a look at her friend

“Yes Twilight?”

She asked

“Shut the fuck up”

Said her friend with serious coldness in her voice. Pinkie momentarily felt small and nodded, surprised that her friend just said the f… word nonchalantly

“Good… So! I just have to tell this to someone and seeing that Rarity went… fishing… You’re the only one left! And you’re just dumb enough not to figure it out!”

Pinkie’s mane deflated to that. Twilight just called her dumb? And used the f… word even!

“Twilight, why are you so mean to me?”

She asked sadly

“Oh, get over it idiot, I can’t call you smart now, can I? Do you know how a pony’s heart works? Do you know what integral of a function is?”

Twilight asked annoyed

“No…”

Pinkie answered even sadder then she was previously

“Exactly, I have a perfect right to call you dumb anytime I want, dumbass”

Pinkie suddenly cheered up again and giggled

“Oh, I get it! You’re joking! You got me there, Twilight!”

Twilight simply rolled her eyes

“Anyway, about my discovery! Listen up because you’re will fall down from bewilderment!”

Pinkie nodded happily

“I found it! I found the Arcanum Pinkie!”

Twilight said grinning even wider…

“Really? It’s super cool Twi!”

Twilight stared Pinkie down

“What? Just “super cool”? Do you have any idea what I had to do to find it? Do you even know of its power?”

“No!”

Pinkie simply replied happily

“Bah! I’m wasting time here, I need humans for this, there seem to be only idiots around here.”

Pinkie looked at Twilight quizzically

“Humans?”

“Yeach, they’re be here, oh I don’t know in two days? I offered them some help in exchange for some services.”

Twilight said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Pinkie started laughing hard to that

“Oh Tiwlight! You’re such a crack-up!”

Pinkie then suddenly stopped laughing, blinking a few times…

“I think I said that already somewhere, didin’t I?”

She looked in the direction Twilight was, but the latter was none to be found, Pinkie simply shrugged and went back to her routine.

Pinkie analyzed all that in her head, all over again. Previously she simply shrugged it off as a joke from Twilight, but when did Twilight really joked about anything? She was mostly serious… And humans? What if, those visitors were humans? The broken horn? Maybe she really broke her horn… And she used a word unknown to Pinkie, somewhat unfit… Someone? What does that mean? Pinkie however shook her head dismissing the thoughts. These creatures were looking for her friend, and the jabbing pain in Pinkie’s chest wouldn’t go away. She had to warn Twilight. Pinkie knocked a few times, but there was no response, so she slightly pushed the door, the latter opening widely. Inside of the Tree, there was darkness and silence.

“Twilight?”

Pinkie asked quietly

Suddenly she heard hoofsteps coming from upstairs. The only source of light was the opened door, so for a while Pinkie couldn’t see a thing. Then Twilight came into the light, Pinkie was about to sigh with relief, that is until she saw Twilight completely. Pinkie gasped and took a step back.

Twilight was… mutilated. All over her body there were different scars and wounds, forming… words. One of her eyes was missing, a gaping hole instead of an eye. She had almost no mane at all. Some wires and other different metallic elements were sticking out of her body, creating a horrendous image. Also a part of her cheek was torn off, showing her teeth and gums.

“Oooh, if it isn’t Miss Pinkie? Came to question my intelligence again?!”

She roared

Pinkie simply couldn’t believe it

“Twilight! What happened to you?!”

Twilight looked down at herself

“Oh this? I had to insert some metallic elements into my body to use the void sensitive organ to its fullest potential, also had to remove my eye to get some parts into my brain. It’s all good in the name of science my little idiot. “

Answered Twilight calmly

“You… did it to yourself?”

Twilight brows furrowed

“But of course!”

“And… what about your cheek…?”

Pinkie almost whispered, she was getting more and more nervous, the pain in her chest intensified.

“Oh this little thing? Rarity bit it off, I just got too close to her. She’s a little struggler even when dissected…”

Twilight then looked to the side

“Yes I know, Christopher! I’m explaining it to the moron here, okay? Of course I don’t have to explain it! But… Ah okay, have it your way.”

Pinkie was slowly backing out, but then she felt something grabbing her by the throat… Some unknown force. But Twilight had no horn anymore! So how was she using magic?! Pinkie was violently pulled back into the Library, the pain in her chest unbearable now, the grip on her throat increasing.

“Yees, I know I’m always grabbing them by the throat and it’s cliché, but where do you suggest I grab them? By the ass? Aha! You see? Not that simple mister know-it all.”

Twilight again spoke to no-one

Pinkie was unable to talk anymore from the grip and the pain. She just started to sob.

“Perfect timing Pinkie, it just happens I’m in a need of an eye!”

Twilight giggled… Then she smacked Pinkie to the ground with tremendous force, knocking her out cold.

Pinkie woke up with much hardship… She felt horribly weak. All of her body was in pain and she could hardly move.

“Fits perfectly! Thanks for the tips Chris. You’re a real sweetheart. The color is wrong though, oh well! Can’t have it all!”

That was Twilight’s voice; Pinkie moved her head slightly and saw the latter looking into the mirror. The light in the Tree was back, so Pinkie could see more clearly. But her sight was somehow off… She realized she can’t see anything through her left eye and it hurts. Oh no… Pinkie came to a horrible conclusion…

“No…”

She whispered starting to sob again. Twilight however didn’t pay any attention. Few seconds later the group of the aliens came into the tree looking around, their devices pointed in different directions

“Miss Twilight?”

Asked Michael

“Indeed”

Twilight answered happily. Michael nodded to that and approached her

“We would like a confirmation of your dedication to our cause.”

Twilight sighed

“Fine, what do you want me to do?”

She asked again annoyed

“There’s nothing more of a proof like terminating one of your own, is there?”

Twilight nodded

“I already did it though! Wouldn’t that count?”

Michael shook his head in disagreement

“Damn it… So who am I to “terminate”?”

Timothy entered the library dragging behind him Lyra, who was screaming and kicking. He however paid little attention to it as he dragged her by her mane. Then she was violently thrown into the library directly in front of Twilight. Lyra looked up at the Element of Magic.

“Twilight! Good that it’s you! Help me! They took me by force and already killed somepony! Contact Celestia! Do something!”
Lyra pleaded

“Gun…”

Said Twilight looking at Michael.

“Oh… I see Miss Sparkle, that you already possess decent information on humankind.”

Said Michael surprised

“All thanks to a friend… What about that gun?”

Twilight asked staring at the soldier

“Twilight? What are you talking about?!”

Lyra asked, but was completely ignored

Michael nodded and took out his family heirloom

“But how are you gonna…”

He didin’t finish as the gun went up into the air by itself.

“Right… shaping reality and such…”

He mumbled

The gun arrived in front of Twilight and was pointed down on Lyra

“What are you doing?! Why are you pointing this at me?!”

Lyra was unable to comprehend that Twilight could side with those monsters. Nor she was able to accept the fact that Twilight could betray Equestria. The gun reloaded itself and the trigger begun to be pressed slowly.

Ponyville went silent after the panic. The silence was however disturbed yet again, as the loud bang of a magnum caliber pistol echoed through the town, marking the end of an era, marking the beginning of Genocide Protocol.

A/N: Shit, this update took me a long time, sorry bout that. I’ve got new job which requires most of my time, but will try to update twice a month or more. Heh :P Damn lack of time.

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