Martians In Equestria

Chapter 2

Skyfall

The group of Martians climbed their way down the hatch to get into their seats. About twenty Martians, including the two spies, were to travel through the portal first, all of which had their own unique, if not stupid, personalities. The first one was the captain of the team named Wacko. He was more bulky than the rest and had himself a captain's hat to show that he was in charge, like anyone would care though. Another was the red-eyed Martian named Banjee. The reason for his red eyes was due to the fact that he had been smoking red weed on a daily basis.

Now taking drugs back on Earth is all a bit taboo, but this is Mars and they can do whatever the hell they want. Due to this he was always quite high and normally would utter things that no other Martian could understand, how he even got lumbered up to go to Earth as one of the first is a mystery in itself, unless it was to get rid of him. Another one of the pack was a tall thin Martian named Ajax (pronounced as Aye-Jask). Of all the Martians on this trip, he was the most violent and unsurprisingly was piloting one of the fighting machines. Due to his own personality, all Martians hated him, and when the unfortunate few who were going with him…well, they weren't happy to say the least.

Another Martian, who was a far contrast to Ajax, was the raspy sounding Handling Pilot leader named Skippy. Skippy was a bit shyer than most Martians and never fancied being leader and would always follow on, his reaction when he found out he was to be the leader of a squad nearly caused him to have a heart attack. There was also Denzil, another strange character to the team. This Martian could be easily identified for her long droopy eyes and him being on the Martian version of a cell phone to some female Martian he was trying to get a date from. Finally from the main circle of Martians, there was Tonker. Tonker would be the pilot for the trip down the Earth's surface, though he was not without his own strange look. His beak was longer than most Martian's beak and he hated it as he was laughed at. But hey, it's his own fault that he was born with such a long beak.

There are the other lot going on the trip with them, thankfully for them they are little importance to the story. As they seated themselves in there respected chairs (which for some reason they had their names on their chairs marked out) they began talking to each other of what might happen when they went through that portal. Some thought that they would end up over Earth, but land in the sea, but most thought that they'd be killed one way or another. As the door hatch shut tight and a dull green light illuminated the interior of the ship, an uneasy silence followed as they all looked to each other wondering what was to happen now. Suddenly in the center of the room of the seating area was a hologram image of the king himself. The Martian platoon sat up straight.

"Well dear comrades," The King began, "You are leading the charge which will be one of the greatest Martian attacks in living memory."

The motley group all put on looks of proud smugness. "Now I want this to be a quick operation to eradicate all signs of human activity on Earth, once you've captured major territory, the other pods will follow suit."

The image of the king suddenly went from a relaxed calmness to an evil smirk. "But! If you should fail for anything…I will have all your body parts thrown into the vacuum of space."

A suddenly chill fell over them. "Before I go, all I can say is…good luck." And with that the image of the king vanished and more silence followed. Suddenly the giant craft began to move forward. Now, there was no turning back.

"Hey guys," Banjee said suddenly breaking the silence. "Wanna have a lucky smoke before we go?" He pulled out from a bag pack he had on which he brought out a lot of red weed. His comrades all gasped at what they saw.

"How'd you get them through customs?" Abaztard asked in amazement.

"I have a way," Banjee winked. "So does anyone?"

Without a moment to spare, they all agreed, after all, if they were to die in the mission they might of well had a shot at the stuff. "But you'll have to be quick though," Denzil said as he looked out of the small porthole seeing that the craft was nearing the outside of the large hanger.

Thankfully with Banjee having a ton of experience with smoking the stuff, he managed to produce a cigar with crumbled red weed in it. He lit with a lighter that he had with him in the bag as well. Soon every Martian there, including Tonker the pilot, was having a smoke of the stuff to try and calm their nerves, and boy did they look more than calm from the strong stuff!

Their eyes had shrunk slightly from the stuff and they couldn't help but giggle like idiots. So much so that they hadn't noticed that they were now outside the base on the final straight to the portal, though they did feel the slight jolt of the catapult being attached to the rolling chassis of the ship.

"What was that?" Said a now drugged Ajax, though immediately shrugged it off trying to enjoy his little trip.

Torno seem to somehow get over his drugged experience and suddenly notice what was going on around him. "Guys! Wake up! The thing's about to go!" He bit his tongue in how bad it was an idea to take that red weed before take off.

Soon enough a whirring sound could be heard from the outside and the craft began to rattle. "Snap the fuck outta it!" Torno cried again looking towards Tonker who now was hunched over the controls thanks to a certain red weed.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" The spy repeatedly said as he unfasten his safety belts and headed quickly over to the co-pilot seat. On the subject of a spare seat for a co-pilot, it hadn't dawn to any of the Martians why that seat wasn't taken, unless it was a backup in case of dodgy moments such as this.

However, it was more than a great sigh of relive that with Torno being a spy for the King meant that he had a fair bit of experience of working with various crafts, and this spaceship was one of them.

"Twenty seconds to launch," Came a voice over the speaker system.

As Torno settled himself down in the chair, he looked out in front of him at the window like panels showing him the long track leading towards the now activated portal. He to admire of how far Martian technology had come at this point. A beautifully sleek oval like look to it, all glittering silver like all over Martian metal and a greenish glow from the middle, almost breathing it looked like this portal was alive. If this portal could work, the whole galaxy could be under Martian control within a few years. Right now that was just a pipe dream, right now Torno now had the unexpected task of guiding the ship through that portal to Earth.

"Ten seconds till launch," Came that voice again.

Torno's heart began racing at this point, it was all down to him, failure, and his own parts would be ejected into space.

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The craft began rolling forward very fast with so much g-force that Torno was pushed back into his chair and that he couldn't move any of his body parts. Closer and closer the portal got that everything began to glow a blinding flash of white light that Torno could only shut his eyes from the intense glare. The noise was also deafening that the poor spy could only grinned his teeth in pain from it.

Suddenly everything went silent, the g-force stopped and everything went dark. Torno opened his large black eyes, which only widened at what he saw before him. There through the front windows, was a Blue planet below him, with what seemed to be the wheeled chassis that would've been part of firing the craft forward flying further on from the craft. Zero-G started to take effect as Torno felt himself floating up from his chair, only halted by his safety belts. However, a huge grin could be seen on his beak.

They had done it. They had made it to Earth.

"Guys!" Torno said looking over to his crewmates, "We did it! We did—guys?"

All of them were looking upwards with those stupid grins, still under the effects of the red weed.

"Oh to hell with it," Torno sighed as he began firing the retro rockets to begin the atmospheric re-entry. "Here goes nothing." One thing that Torno did remember during his training of working these sorts of crafts was that when going through the fiery decent was that the ship could land anywhere, including the ocean. But as there are no oceans of Mars, the designers had rather foolishly not designed the ship to the buoyant, so the ship would sink faster than a ton of rocks.

Still, you never got the chance to head to another planet everyday so it wasn't much as a bother to Martians as one might think.

From some of the porthole windows, Torno could see a light orange glow appear on the bottom part of the windows. The ship began to shake more and more as they went further through the planet's upper atmosphere.

The spy Martian, in all of his years of putting his life on the line for the king, couldn't help but feel in the smallest of senses feel rather fearful as the orange glow began to take over all spaces on all the windows. Just before the flames engulfed the windows, Torno could just see that they were heading towards the evening side of the planet. No doubt the thought of landing in the night would help them be more secretive, however no one really knew if that would be the case.

For the next ten minutes, the ship held itself together as Torno kept a close eye on the height meter. By this point the craft had reached sixty thousand feet, the point of firing the craft down to slow down from being a ball of fire.

He felt himself being flung forward as the retro rockets fired, still, they were slowing down and that was at least something. Thankfully now the intense orange glow had gone and now Torno could see in front of him. They had now gone into a thick layer of clouds, though it was hard to say which layer of clouds this was. Torno could only hope that they would land soon.

Finally, the craft broke through the cloud deck, with a sonic boom following suit, much to Torno's horror.

"Oh fuck," He hissed. He could only assure that any plans for them landing secretly on Earth had gone amiss. Looking further on through the window, he could just make out a small town quite far from him to his right sitting in a green and pleasant landscape, a far cry to the rocky red hills of Mars. This town looked to be about ten miles away from where the ship was going to land, however he couldn't tell exactly how far he was going to be, the main thing was now to hope they didn't die on impact.

Quickly tightening the belts on his seat, Torno braced himself for impact into a forest like area nearby.

That was the last thing before Torno was knocked out from the impact that happened. From looking at it from an audience's point of view, it would seem that the mission had been a success to land on Earth. Little did these Martians would know that this would be nothing like they would expect…