That Could've Gone Better by Technic_Bot

That Could've Gone Better

by Technic_Bot

"This has to work. It has to" The stallion mumbled as he and his friends stared down into the room.

From the air duct they had chosen as their hiding spot they could see them, pacing back and forth, some of them carrying those horryfying Star rifles, while others checked monitors and took notes in small metallic rectangles.

"Are you sure Iron Gear?" a pink coated mare asked him,

"It is our best bet, unless youu want to stay and find out why they abducted us." she winced at those words, he did not mean to sound that harsh, but it was no time for soft words or apologies.

"I will throw the pink talisman in the room as soon as these things start to panic we run to that ship, once inside we can get the hell out of here. Back to the Republic”

“But what about the Cloud?” His pegasus friend asked “We can drink all that strange medicine they have lying around once we get out” Iron answered flatly. To fixated on those damn Star Rifles, they could vaporize him enterily if given the chance, just like they had done with Blueberry…

“But i makes me feel weird” The Little filly in the group, whinned, she was not the only one feeling rather weird, but "them" had took all their healing potions when they beamed them into the ship. It was that or nothing.

“Ok on my mark…”

“That could've gone better” the Equestrian pegasus commented flatly as they were surrounded by the creatures.

They have been a bit startled when the Pink Cloud began spreading around the room, but rather than dropping down dead or runnig away, they calmly  raised the alarm and before they even managed to get halfway across the hangar there were several dozens of armored aliens pointning Star Rifles at them, no of them seemed to mind the pink cloud. Hell one of them picked the talisman and turned it off before throwing it away.

“Well Pink Cloud is necromancy and necromancy comes from the stars It is only logical that these monsters are unaffected by it” the Zebra commented with a smug tone, she had been a high priestess in the zebra homeland 200 years ago, when these thing abducted her and locked her in a stasis pod.

One of the creatures approached them, towering high beyond the tallest of the group. He raised its, claw-thing and pointed at them. It bluberred something beyond anypony comprehension. But a word stood out

“..Zeeetha…”

After it finished a pink light flashed on Iron´s eyes and the world faded…