The Human Colonization of Equestria

“This is a new dawn for man-kind!”

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The looming shadow of the Mayflower cast itself onto the unknowing planet, foreshadowing its future destination. Each loud screech of the engines unheard from the outside, but causing a large ruckus on the inside. The glistening sun rising out from behind the ship, creating a bright glowing border around the spacecraft.

The silence of space was mesmerizing, creating an endless vortex of unseen and unnoticed beauty. Only the purest of beings could even begin to think of the silence as it is. Not for its eeriness, but for its beauty.

The same could not be said for the bridge of the Mayflower, though. People were working frantically, preparing to colonize the planet before them.

A grey uniformed man was standing at the front of the bridge, staring into the vast emptiness that filled space.

The door slid open as a woman walked in, wearing a similar uniform.

“Uh, Admiral?” She spoke slowly.

“Yes?” The man kept his gaze into the stars.

“We have received our reports from our D1-class test subjects.”

“What new knowledge have we obtained?” He inquired.

“Well, the reports state that after approximately two hours after exposure to the planet’s atmosphere, they were um- they were uh, transformed sir.” She said, stuttering.

“Transformed?” He asked again, still keeping his gaze into the stars.

“Yes sir.”

“Into what?”

“Uh, Equines of some sort sir.”

“Do you know what happened next?” He questioned.

“No sir, we lost contact.”

“Very well.”

“But sir, we are suspect to believe what kind of Equines they became.” The woman added.

“What kind?”

“We think they were transformed into, uh, ponies sir.”

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“A new era for mankind-”

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“Cryo tube subject 5-5-21, stable.” The mechanical voice of the medical unit whirred, filling the silence that conveyed across the whole room.

The black floating medical unit moved onto the next cryo tube, taking the noise with it. It then moved over to the bridge of the bridge

In the bridge, the medical unit hovered into the doorway, and emitted a holographic document.

The Admiral, still standing at the bridge, came down, and looked at the document.

“All the subjects and cryo tubes are stable?” He questioned to the medical unit.

“Affirmitave.” It replied, its voice wirring and changing octaves.

“Prepare them for launch.”

“Yes sir.”

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“A new opportunity for man!”

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The Admiral kept his gaze into the forever darkness of space as the door behind him slid open yet again.

“Uh, sir, we are receiving some minor disterbences with our equipment, some type of pulse is being converted to us. It seems to be radiating from something on the planet.”

“Do you know what is creating it?” The Admiral asked the man who walked in.

“No sir, it’s nothing we’ve seen before, some type of energy field or something.”

“Very well, are th-”

WOOSH!

The Admiral was cut off by a loud noise emitting from the engines.

The ship lurched forward heavily, throwing people to the ground.

“What the hell!?”

“Sir! The ships primary functions are down! We’re breaching the atmosphere!” The worried pilot screamed as the lights flickered on and off.

The Mayflower began its descent down to the planet below as the lights finally died out for good.

The ship began to catch fire as it sped up and got lower and lower, below it, lay a forest, with some type of village nearby.

The ship reached its maximum speed and hit the forest.

It skid for about a mile until it finally came to a halt, in the center of the forest.

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