Equestria DooMed. Part 1: In the Space.

Chapter one. The Private.

Date: 4508.07.24

Space Walker was dealing on how to shoot properly the new Plasma Blaster mark III “Hammer”. It had gained a bad reputation due his tremendous power and bad aim. However, it was Walker’s favorite weapon. He was practicing in the gym, when a familiar voice came from behind.
“Looks like you like the Hammer, don’t you, Private?”

Walker turned to see Captain Iron Helmet behind of him, holding a folder that looked more like a book.
“Yes, sir. In terms of a weapon, I prefer power to accurate.”
“Yeah, that’s what you said in the Canterlot Peak incident.”

That incident originated due a pony who was trying to reach the peak above Canterlot. However, things went wrong and he finished hanged of a branch. When the rescue team arrived, Walker’s superior ordered to conceal a plan to save him. But it took too much, for the branch started to break.

Walker tied himself to a stone and jumped to the cliff to save that pony. He made it on saving him, but due the fact he disobeyed a superior’s direct order, he was suspended three days and got another report in his expedient.
“Let’s see… ninety five reports for bad conduct…”
“Ninety six.”
“… alright, ninety six. Seven reports for disobeying direct orders…”
“And fifteen reports for punching a superior.”

Iron Helmet stood still, seeing at him in a bad way. His file was of an untrusting pony and yet, he was the best of his unit.
“Do you know I could suspend you for the next month by saying that to me?”
“Well… if you check my expedient, you might already know I have three months in unaccomplished suspension.”

Iron Helmet just started to walk around him.
“I can’t believe the soldier that got promoted is the same that is recorded on this expedient.”
“I haven’t been promoted due my bad conduct, sir.”
“Now you have.”

That caught Walker attention for a moment. He couldn’t be promoted to another thing but Private class B. But that was out of his reach.
“Here’s your ID necklace. Welcome to EAC.”

EAC was meant to the Equestria Aerospace Corporation. It had been founded twenty years ago with the purpose of exploration in search for new life. Getting in the EAC’s army would only mean that you’re an elite trooper.
“Wow, wait. You’re telling me that, even with my expedient… they want me in?”
“No, they don’t. They HAVE you in. Pack your things. You’re going there tomorrow.”

It was the life’s opportunity. But not to Walker. He never wanted to go to the space. He wanted to stay in Equestria for him to keep helping ponies in danger.
“I fear that I might refuse, sir.”
“Why is that?”
“Because my duty is here, in Equestria. Not in the middle of nowhere.”
“Too bad, because you can’t refuse. Your duty ended when you got over the fifty reports. If you want to stay in, you have to become a Space Marine. Otherwise, search for another way to help that is not interrupting royal business.”

Said this, he turned around and exit the room immediately. Walker, by his part, went to his bedroom in order to pack his things. He finished in less than a minute. When he was ready to get away, he opened his door, revealing three unicorns with Hammers pointing at him.
“What may I do for you, gentleponies?”
“Private Space Walker. You’re coming with us. We’re your escorts for you to aboard your ship. Please, proceed with calm and order.”

Walker did as they said to him. While wandering over the base, he was looking for a chance to escape. He found it in a dark hallway. When his escorts got out of the tunnel, they didn’t saw him.
“Wait, where is him?”
“I thought you were watching him.”
“Hey, where’s your Hawke?”

The soldier turned to his belt, where the original place for his Pistol Mark V “Hawke”. It was gone. A light weapon along with a dangerous dude was not a pleasant combination.
“Guard One here. Do you copy me?”
“Roger, Guard One. What’s the matter?”
“The soldier Walker has escaped and has a Hawke with him. We require immediate help.”
“Roger. We’ll be closing the complex in a few minutes. Head to a security room and wait for instruction.”
“Roger, HQ. Guard One out. Come on, dudes, you heard HQ. We have to go.”
“Following your lead.”

The three guards went running as fast as they could to the security room. Otherwise, they’d be breathing somniferous gas in less than a minute. Once there, the door closed behind them, leaving them trapped for at least fifteen minutes.
“Sir, are you okay?”
“Yes, Two. I’m okay.”
“What about you Three? You okay?”

The third guard didn’t was speaking. He was just looking down.
“I’m okay.”

The others saw this and thought that maybe the somniferous had already some effects on him. However, when he took out his helmet, they saw the same soldier they were escorting.
“What the… where’s Three?”
“I knocked him out and took his armor. He was able to keep his Hawke, though.”
“Damn you… I would kill you if I could.”
“Calm down, Two. We have him in here.”
“Oh, no. I have YOU here.”

In a quick movement, he had taken away the ammo deposit of their Hammers and was pointing them with their own Hawks. They were locked in and were in mortal danger.
“Listen up, dude… you don’t have to do this.”
“Oh, yeah… I have to do this. I’m getting the hell out of here.”
“You’re not going to make it.”
“Oh, yeah? Why not?”
“Look behind you.”

Walker turned to see a turret pointing at him. He felt a minimal pain when a red object got incrusted in his chest. He started to feel dizzy and tired, typical symptoms of a narcotic drug. He fell on the floor, watching at the guards who were retrieving their ammo deposits and laughing at him. His eyes started to get closed.

He awoke in a chamber sealed by the fact that there didn’t seemed to be any doors. He stood up to see around, only to see a white alicorn in the upper part of the chamber. Even under the effects of the narcotics, he could recognize her.
“Princess Celestia.”
“Private Space Walker.”
“Why do I have to honor to see the main Royal Sister in front of me?”
“Because we need you.”
“Bullshit.”
“It is truth. You have the fame to be one of the strongest soldiers in the army. But that’s not the real reason for you to be here.”
“If it’s not for my “abilities”… then, why do you need me?”
“For your heart. You do seem to care about the unknown ones, even if your life is in danger.”
“So?”
“I have come here to you to personally beg you.”
“Beg me? It’s not necessary. All what I need to know is that you’ll set me free once I accomplish my mission.”
“I can’t promise that.”
“…knew it.”

He sat on a corner of the room and sat in there. He saw Celestia still watching him from the window. He felt a deep guilt for answering her like that. He stood on his hooves and got to the center.
“Even if I accept, I’ll assume you’re not going to put me in a rough situation.”
“Actually… that’s the why we called you.”

He lifted his eyes to see Celestia directly into hers.
“We’re sending you in a Battleship class B. An Explorer class C disappeared in the middle of the space. We want you and your fleet to explore and determinate the causes of disappearance.”

He thought about it for a second or two. Suddenly, an extreme feeling of anxiety filled him.
“When do I part?”
“Immediately. You have to report to the Crescent Moon.”