Burn's and Paper Cut's

"... that is how my home planet got it's name because of the large deposit's of Garnets on the surface. Now excuse me" Ross pulled the torch back and started to slam the hammer into the glowing armor beaning it in back in to shape the cherry red metal giving in easily to the hammer blow's.

Luna let Twilight question Ross as she pleased as she found a file that caught her eye.

"Title: Known enemy's of the UEF

Race: Symbionts

Oversight: The Cybrines where the brain child of Dr. Gustaf Brackman or "Crazy Old Bastard" a Bio-scientist that graduated from the university of medical scientist in Japan with distinction and was practiced to become a prodigy a prediction that became true in his late fifty's when he manged to join the human brain with an Artificial Intelligent's.

But due to UEF concerns a secret "loyalty" program was installed when anyone with a AI implant updated there software.

Due to this Dr. Brackman fled with some still "free" symbionts to a planet of Procyon and due to a slow processes of flagging and backtracking of Cybrinen tri-beam transmissions it revival'd the location of the main "Node" to witch Black Sun was transmitted through the QGN (Quantum Gate Network) and destroyed there home planet but due to the hive mind like network of node's it is not possible to deliver a killing blow as of yet..."

As Ross struck the glowing metal hard sending sparks flying a single spark of heated metal struck little piece of exposed flesh between the end of the glove and his sleeve "OWTCH! ow ha ha ha! You little fucker!" Ross pulled the glove up and fastened it into the wrist of the coat sealing the sleeve and glove together "Sorry for my language Twilight and to you Daughter of the Cole's." Luna returned to reading and jotting down note's

"... There is a major difference between Cybrines "addition's" and UEF Bionics and Augments while Cybrines are consistently evolving and changing with a AI the UEF's have a rudimentary preservation program, for example if a person with a Bionic arm or leg was unconscious in a room due to fume's and there was a door the replacement limb will activate then drag or push the host toward's the door then attempt to open the door and move the host body to safety."

"File 2 : Aeon Illuminate/ The Order

During humanity’s second expansion into galactic space, Commander Trent Smith of the Earth Empire led a group of scientists and colonists to Seraphim II, a planet approximately five times the size of earth. When Commander Smith and his group landed they made contact with a xeno race at was revival to be a far flung colony of Seraphim but not before a quarantine zone was set up and some started to learn and study there there religion "The Way" But due to Cmd'r Smith's xenophobia he wiped out said colony the few that embraced The Way formed the base of the Aeon Illuminate.

When the Seraphim started there war on the universe some of the more fanatical members of the Aeon split off and joined the Seraphim and change there name to "The Order" they are evaluated to be complacently fanatical willing to do anything to please there masters."

"File 3: Seraphim

By order of UEF high command. File access restricted to UEF offices on front line service or specially access on NTK basis.

Psy. scan required for access."

"Ross from what you told me why don't you build an engineer to make fixing this faster?" Twilight asked consulting her scrolls of text she had written down.

Ross froze "I...it's a matter of honer and pride among my people that we always maintain our war gear or charges before our self's by letting the commando's do this... defilement bring's shame on me and I must do all I can to restore the damage and the better I fix this myself my honor is restored." Ross teared his attention back to his work.

Luna looked up stretching her stiff neck. Ross was heating up the second to last peace of jagged metal the sun set flooding in."Lulu are you meant to be doing something now?" her sisters voice whispered in her head. Luna dropped the scroll and quill she had held in her magic and scrambled up the ladder. Luna pulled her self up on to the top of Unbreakable's head. This will do.

Luna stood planting her hoof's firmly on the domed roof that was a brown-silver of weathered metal then relaxed. Closing her eyes and letting the sound of the world fill her ear's, the sound of bugs the slow sound's of the twilight that gently caressed the pony's to there bed's and to the realm of dream's, she let her vast reserves of magic slowly seep into her then gather at the tip of her horn.

Slowly as to not bring unwanted attention she let her magic reach up through the heavens then she felt it take hold of the celestial body that was hiding just below the horizon. She let the magic build and the moon slowly started to rise. Unbeknownst to her her wings un-folded and flared up as if to add stabilization as she concentrated on raising her charge.

As the moonlight gently touched her closed eye's she smiled as she let her magic reseed.

She gently swayed only to be held steady by a hand on her shoulder. Luna opened her eye's and looked back and found Ross holding him self half out of the hatch with one arm and the other held her gently by the shoulder the moon light dancing off the brass round the gas-mask's lenses his deep blue eye's visible through the glass .

"You OK Daughter of the Cole's?" "Luna smiled as she blushed she uselessly didn't have a audience "That was beautiful Luna... sorry Daughter of the Cole's" "Luna is fine and thank you." She sat down next to the hatch and watched as Ross stared into the night sky the stars and moon.

"The night is old yet it is young it is infinite yet it is short it is both caretaker and criminal yet we should give praise to the darkness that scares man and child it lets the brave be brave the thinkers to think and the dreamers to dream."

Ross fell silent staring into the haven's for a few second's the looked up to Luna who was still sat next to him "A poem that was read to me as a child on Ganelis to calm me down before bed..." Ross pulled his left glove off to looked at his wrist watch. "22:30" Ross then slid down the ladder leaving Luna siting there in the cool of the night.

Twilight sat next to the chair that Luna had been sat in looking up Ross's bottom half the leg's mostly concealed by the trench coat.

The scroll's held in her magenta glow had the poem that had just been re-sited inked onto it. Twilight's eye's held a look of confusion. How can a being of such destruction and pain from a universe like his know something like that? she looked at the small pile of scrolls that held hundreds of pages, thousands of paragraph and hundreds of thousand's of word's. Maybe there will be a answer in there or maybe it's something different.

"Where you looking up my skirt?" Ross's question pulled Twilight out of her revelry "No." she simply said as she slid the scrap of parchment into the saddle bag's.

Ross looked at the last peace of armor that needed repaired then all the seams needed welding shut. He could leave it for the morning.

"I hate to say this but I need you to go I need to sleep too." Twilight levitated the scroll's into the bag then the bag out of the hatch
"Of cores you must preserve your strength." Twilight looked at the run's of the ladder " Here." Ross said as he grabbed Twilight then lifted her half way through then pushed her complacently through the hatch "Good Night Twilight Daughter o...Luna." "Goodnight" The two replied As Ross reached up and pulled on the hatch that then swiftly swing over the hole then closed.

Ross looked round the now empty control room. God I'm sleepy... Ross looked down at the solid floor plate under his feet and just in front of the command throne. Ross stepped off the panel and pulled it up reviling the top of the radiation shield and a mass of bedding that formed a sort of nest was pressed next to the reactor on the same side the access hatch was that was used for re-fulling.

Ross slipped his belt off and seat it and the attached weapons down next to the nest. Siting at the foot of the throne he pulled his tall boot's off and massaged his. The helmet and after un-clipping the gas-mask's in-let pipe they too where lay'd down except they where set at what was assumed to be the head of the nest.

Then with a stretch and role of his shoulders the set of pauldron's where lifted up and off the leather strap's that held the scrubber systems. With a bit of a struggle Ross managed to undo the right side of the harness and slip it off and set it down next to the boot's.

Finely the grate coat followed except Ross lay down in the nest and pulled the coat over him. "Ooh... I'd never trade this bed for all the riches in the universe." Ross gently rested his head on the gas-mask covered helmet.

Ross settled down then he realized the reactor was still running.

Groaning Ross turned over in his nest to eye the power box. The clear shut down button barely viable on the down pointing face. His eye was also cough by the shiny black boot's. Ross retched fore the nearest boot and threw it.The boot slammed into the control face and the light's and hum of the reactor slowly stoped. Ross turned back over and rested ageist the reactor letting the decay heat help keep him warm.

9 1/4 hour's later.

Celestia was laying in her large bed the silk and the feather filled pillow's ensured her bed was one of the most comfortable on Equess.

Celestas internal body clock slowly ticked down to the time she had to get up and take over the celestial dance from her sister since time immemorial.

Luna was dosing in her throne night court having ended for the night and was waiting for her sister to wake and take over for the day

Twilight was asleep at her desk her face stuck to the book she had been reading by a pool of drool.

Ross was slowly and carefully pushing the hatch up hoping to catch his breakfast.

Two pigeons sat on top the edge of Unbreakable head cooing. Ross slowly pushed up on the run's of the ladder now his arms where over the rim of the hatch and his saber held in his right hand. "Wow theses pigeons are numb bugger's." Ross raised the saber red- *TH-WACK!* "AAARGH!" something slammed into him from behind sending him forward's into the roof. his head bouncing of the metal.

The pigeons looked back and lazily flapped off. Ross looked up and blew the hair out of his eye's. Well wonderful! Eating fucking nutrient past this morning. he was sure he had a mild concussion to boot. His hair fell down again and he blew it away but the blonde hair fell down again Wait...I'm not a blond.

Ross twisted round to find he was looking a... Ross quickly pulled the tail off his head and covered the gray mare up.

"Erummm... Miss are you ok?" Ross's cheek's held a slightly red tint.

The mare shook her head and looked back "O... hi I'm Ditzy...Ditzy Doo" She smiled her wall eye's shifting Ross shook his head trying to clear it. Nope she was still wall eyed.

Ross smiled for some reason she made him smile "Leftenant-Commissar David Ross at your service Miss Doo. Now can you please get off something is sticking into my gut."

"O..sorry." Ditzy said as she try'd to stand "No let me..a" After a bit of a straggle the two where separate from one another.
Ross glanced at his watch. "5:48" "May I ask what you are doing up so early Miss Doo ?"

"Why I wanted too meet you silly before I go to work." Ross was surprise "At this time?"

Ditzy puffed her chest out. "I'm the Mail mare! Since most of the mail pony's are off fighting. I would be to but the recruitment corporal would't take me and I have a little filly to look after her..." her proud poster fell but it returned ".. I'm now the only mail pony left! but it's dangers I'f I fly to high explosions appear near me and strange metal bird's come after me."

Ross filed setting up a air defiance on his to do list in his head. "Well Miss Doo would you like to come in?" "Ditzy looked at Ross's waist "This isn't your body?" she asked taping the metal beneath her left for-hoof "No come in please." Ross slid the saber into it's scabbard and slid down the ladder "Or would you rather stay up there?" "O up here please."

A few second's later Ross appear'd up through the hatch a metal cup in hand "Tea?"

"O..thank you!" Ditzy sat down and took the mug by the wire handles Ross vanished into the hatch way again and appeared with a bag, a bottle and his bayonet in one hand and another metal cup of tea. "Milk and surge?" Ditzy looked round "Is there a spoon?"

Ross gave a smile "It snapped so well do this in rough one or two tea spoon's?" "Two please!" Ross opened the army green sugar bag that had a issue number stamped on it to find it half full. Ditzy held her tea out and Ross shook the bag as he pored the sugar in then stirred the drink with the blade of the knife. "Milk?" "Yep!" "Say when." Then un-screwing the lid of the bottle Ross pored the milk in and Ditzy pulled the mug back and Ross stirred the tea again.

Ross repeated the action for his tea and the two sat drinking.

"So how old are you Ross?" Ditzy asked one eye on his face the other looking over his shoulder "I'm 22 years old." Ross answered swirling his tea in the cup.

"Is there a Mare friend or Stallion friend back home?" It took Ross a second to work out what she meant. "N..no... I'm straight I just.. no good with girl's and they don't seam very interested with my type."

"You said you had a kid?" Ross looked at Ditzy "Yep my little muffin Dinky!" Ross nod'd "You keep her safe and stay out of the fighting I'v written too meany letters that end with a child in care."

"O..." the two continued to drink is silence.

A few minute's later Ross threw the last few dregs of tea over the edge then slipped down hole and dropped the cup onto the command throne.

"Thank you for the tea Ross but I got to go or I'll be late for work!" "OK See you!" Ross waved her off as she flew off into the city.

A few minute's later Ross threw the empty breakfast ration into the hole and spat over the edge a few times in an attempt to rid his mouth of the aftertaste.

"I'll kill for a shitty beacon bun" Ross slipped down the hatch and after pulling the grate coat, boot's, gas-mask's harness and the pauldron's on. He was pulling the gas mask off the helmet when he heard a bugle go off.

Colonel Iron Skin Veteran of the Royal Guard and current commander walked along the bunk houses, her armorer glinting in the morning sun and a trail of officer's following like a chick's after there mother. "What was the butcher's bill for the raid yesterday?"

A young officer to her right pulled a note out of a pouch in his armor "Dozen miner injury's to the conscript regiment. One Sargent hospitalized and the Captain..." He squinted at the note "... Summery Executed?!"

"What!?" Iron Skin turned to the officer. "I don't know it was that alien officer!!" he said in a high pitched voice slipping the note back into the pouch.

"WHERE IS HE!?" She bellowed. "T...there..." another officer said pointing to Unbreakable

Ross screwd the in-let pipe onto valve on the gas mask when he heard some shouting "OWE YOU UP IN THE METAL THING GET DOWN HEAR NOW!" With a sigh Ross pulled the gas mask on then the helmet.

Author's Note

I did want to make Ross good with girls but I don't exactly know what to do as I don't have any experience other than them braying me for nothing :(

Also Ditzy or Derpy ? I'll Comment on The story and thrum it up for Derpy down for Ditzy you got a week