Chatper 2: "Rebirth" (Rushed, will do better in next chapter)
Fly to close to the sun, you burn down. Try to replicate a God through science, you make a monster. ~God-Emperor Jason O'harren
Date: 09/07/2002013 (British)
Date: 07/09/2002013 (American)
Another volley of Neuron missiles impacted our shields. Our shields were slowly depleting and the opposition's shields were already gone. We could not hear the missiles exploding like in old Motion pictures. Space has no air to carry sound waves.
"Fire again!" I yelled. Seconds after, 15,000 Nuclear-Hydrogen missiles darted at Mach 5 towards the Malxanon ship. The missiles hit their mark.
"Direct hit!" Called one of my crewmembers. I tipped my cap, letting it cast a shadow over my eye.
The battle has been going on for days. We managed to destroy their frigates, but the Mothership was a task. Missiles seem to do nothing for either side. Even though I could destroy them with a single thought, I didn't even bother since I was a "Man" of honour.
"Shields have been depleted." A monotone voice said, its words bouncing around the room. As soon as the AI had said that, an odd, organic-looking projectile hit the hull.
Boom!
The colossal ship shook. It didn't sound good when we could hear the projectile exploding.
"Sir, we have a Hull breach at level 10, sector 2." Announced Annabelle.
"A hull breach? That's impossible! The hull is 2 metres of Nano-Titanium. Nothing could penetrate that!" The ship Captain cried from his station.
'A hull breach. Level 10, sector 2...wait. Isn't that were we keep the Plasma Generators? This is not good. Not in the slightest.' I cracked my neck. "Abandon ship."
The whole crew froze. Annabelle looked at me as if I had slapped her mother.
""Abandon ship"? What do you mean?!"
"The projectile hit the Generators, another hit like that, and we would be done for. So, as your Emperor, I command you to Abandon ship. Now." The Captian bit his lip, before sighing. He pressed his index finger to his ear.
"All personnel, abandon ship. Get to a drop ship immediately." After doing so, he pressed a button on on of the control panels, making alarms sound on and off. He looked at me as the crew ran out of the CCC. "I hope you know what you're doing." I simply glanced in his direction before he took off. It was just Annabelle, Colonel Mark and I now.
"Aren't you two going to leave?" I asked them, turning around while doing so. The pair smirked.
"Negative. We're staying with you." They said in perfect unison. The two looked at each other and turned away, their faces red. I'll never understand couples.
"Well, if that is your wish, I won't do anything about it." I sat down on my chair, left leg crossed over my right leg. "Maya, set Colision Course. Target; Malxanon Mothership."
"Are you sure you wish to set Collision course?" The AI asked. I closed my eye.
"Yes."
"Collision course set. 8 seconds before impact." The ship jolted, gradually speeding up.
The FSSR beeped again, before it revealed the same face.
"What do you think you are doing?!" The Malxanon screeched. I cracked my knuckles.
"Well, if I am going to hell, Its best that I take you with me." I smirked for the first time in years. The alien growled.
"Do you know what will happen if our ships collide? Your Plasma generators and mine will destroy the galaxy!"
I raised an eyebrow.
"You should have thought about that before you hit my engine room."
"3 seconds remaining."
"Well, it was a pleasure fighting you. I hope to meet you in hell."
Zap
What the?
Seconds before,Twilight Sparkle, stood in front of her mentor. Said mentor was in Twilight's home, rereading the scroll she was given.
"Inter-dimentional magic? How is that possible? Not even Star-Swirl the Bearded could do such a thing!"
"Well, you see Princess, since I was a little filly, I always wondered if there were any other life forms out there. Of course, at the time I wasn't as good with magic than I am now, but I have been trying to achieve my goal ever since. Who knows, maybe the stories about little green ponies with big black eyes might be true." She squeeled, trotting in place. This behaviour was considered normal when the Bookworm found out something new.
"I'm not entirely sure that this will work, but it is, after all, the first for everything." Twilight Sparkle beamed. "Are you ready?" The lavender unicorn charged her horn.
"Ready."
Zap
Thud-Thud-Clunk
"The hell was that?!"
Author's Note
Sorry if the Chapter looks rushed. I have to go to Judo today and I need to be prepared. I promise that when the next chapter comes up, I will take my time and not put too much irrelevent information.
Chapter 1: Spreading the Wings of Freedom and Liberty
Date 03/07/2002013 (British)
Date 07/03/2002013 (American)
“How much longer until we reach Nexus-Alpha-2?” I asked, my arms folded and staring out into space. I didn't get a good look at each individual star, since we were travelling at the speed of light.
“Approximately 15 seconds, God-Emperor.” Replied a female voice. Said voice belonged to one of my Crewmembers, Annabelle Hearthsworthy.
I turned around to face her 5’9 Frame. She looked like any other Crewmember. A Crimson red Coat with Gold Trimmings and medals. Slightly baggy trousers with the same colouring, minus the medals. Jet black, Klinox Leather boots and an Officer’s cap that metaphorically screamed ‘Authority’. Accompanying the hat was her Ivory white hair and Hazel coloured eyes. Due to my studies on Human behaviour, she was considered as Charismatic and Cheerful.
“15 seconds? That is rather quick.” I said, raising an eyebrow over my Eye patch.
“Yes. Ever since ‘FTL’ technology was invented, people on massive Battle-Cruisers, just like this one, could get to places much faster.” Replied Annabelle, a VERY heavy tone in her voice. I genuinely thought she was insulting my intellect, until I remembered the "Normalcy Lessons" I was given by Princess Layla of the 'Talon' Solar system.
“Ah. I understand. That was Sarcasm.” I replied with my Trade-mark neutral tone. I was ‘getting the hang’ on little things such as Humour, Sarcasm, ‘Pretending’, ‘Joking’ and Teasing. I could not show emotion since it was beaten, and surgically removed from me. Literally. I could remember my Human self before I was tested on. He showed the emotion of ‘Happiness’ a lot.
Annabelle sighed, “You need to get out more often. You know, like going to a Club for insane partying, or at least attending a Birthday party.” I raised my an Eyebrow again, confused.
“I recall attending General Hughes’ 45th birthday party last year and other social gatherings before you, and every other human in the Galaxy, were born.” I said, unfolding my arms as the Gargantuan War ship began to slow down. It was only then Annabelle asked me a question I did not expect.
“Sir, have you ever, you know, fell in love with anyone?” My remaining eye slightly widened.
“I don’t know. My former self might have. Now, I think love is pointless. Love and so-called ‘Friendship’ is useless and a waste of time. Had I not been found by the military after fighting against Supreme-General Klasanx (Klas-anks), I would think otherwise. Does that answer your question?”
She nodded slowly, some-what shocked at my opinion of a thing that has existed through time for Billions of years. I believe the other crew members were shocked as well.
“We’re here sir.” The Captain of the ship announced, recovering from his temporary state of shock. The ship shook as its shields were bombarded with Laser beams, Neuron missiles and other weaponry the Malxanon (Mal-Za-Non) possessed. Of course, they did nothing to reduce the shield’s structural integrity.
The FSSR (Foreign Signal Sender and Reciever) beeped, before a Holographic screen appeared in front of my eye. On the screen, showed the blasted face of ‘Oh-so Supreme-General Klasanx’. His face resembled a human, mainly due to the fact that he WAS a human before he was possessed by the Malxanon. Shame he had to be my past-self’s younger brother. His face was a sick shade of Beige, the Tentacles on his chin moved about as if it had a mind of its own. A deep scar ran from his left eye, starting from his forehead and ending at his chin.
“Ah. Such a pleasure to see you again, Brother.” I ‘greeted’ him. He growled in response.
“Your brother is gone. Dead. He was weak.” The Bastard bellowed. His voice resembled the sound of a Steel rod scraping inside of a 21st century cement mixer. The voice alone vibrated the insides of my Starium Endoskeleton. It’s a surprise that my ‘heart’ hasn’t disconnected. Not that a needed a heart to survive anyway.
"So," I began, "Do you wish to have another one to one fight, or do you wish to keep attacking my ship?"
The Malxanon General chuckled,
"Oh, the latter seems to be an entertaining option. I cannot wait to test our new Missiles."
I squinted, squeezing my eye patch like a fly between one's fingers.
"So be it." I turned to my crew. "Prepare all guns! Aim towards the Command ship, Distance 3 miles. Set energy weapons to full charge!"
A chorus of "Yessirs" filled the CCC (Compact Command Capsule).
"It's time to end this war."
Date: N/A (British)
Date: N/A (American)
"Ugh, SPIKE! I thought I told you to send this letter! It holds vital information that could Benefit all of Equestria! The Princess needs to see it right away!" A certain Lavender unicorn yelled, shaking nearly every book that resided inside her home/Library.
"Sorry!" Called Spike, slamming his palms against the sides of his head to get rid of any vibrations. After doing so, the Dragon picked up the afformentioned letter, taking a deep breath and magically sending it towards the Castle of Canterlot. Spike lay flat on his belly after doing so. The hoot of an Owl caught his attention.
"What's her deal anyway? She's done nothing but study for the past week." The Dragon groaned.
"Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo?" (Maybe she's on her Period?) The Owl suggested. Spike, as usual, did not understand his feathered comrade.
"I have no idea what you just said, but I'll take your word for it."
The sound of hooves coming down some stairs echoed around the Library. Soon enough, the Lavender unicorn mare had made her appearance. Her name was Twilight Sparkle. As the little snippets of her colouring had previously stated, she was Lavender. Her dark purple mane had two shades of pink running down it, her tail sharing the same style and colouring. The mark on her flank was a Purple star, with little sparkles seemingly dancing around it.
"Have you sent the letter yet, Spike?" She asked. The drake, whose face was buried in the wooden floor, let out a small "Uhuh", not moving from his spot on the ground. The Owl just gave her a nod, confirming that the dragon had completed the task he was given. The unicorn mare smirked.
"Thank you, Spike." she said, trotting towards the exit of the Library. "I'll be out for a few hours. I promised Rarity and Fluttershy that I would go to the spa with them today." She left after seeing the purple and green drake nod the best he could from his position.
"Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo." (The shit I go through when being a Domestic house-pet.)
Author's Note
This is my first story. Please like and leave a comment or two or three or fifteen.
