ATLAS Corporation

As the mane 6 and Princess Celestia jaws dropped there he stood, the infamous Discord in the living as he stood alongside Johnathon Irons with his hands crossing over as Discord with a little dance hooted at his 'friends'.

"Oh my what delightful faces Do I see! Either of happiness or hatred for me! WHAT! Don't you like me anymore?" Snickered the God of Destruction and chaos as he continued to dance around a quiet Irons.

"Discord! How did you escape your imprisonment?" Shouted a distraught Celestia as Discord stopped for a moment.

"The question is, where was I sent to? Did you really think Tartarus wanted me? Oh, Heavens no woman! I am too pretty to be gone yet or are you just jealous of how much fun it is to be me!"

"But we used the elements to encase you in stone Discord! Did we miss something!" Twilight yelled as the butt of a rifle smacked the back of her head as she hit the tabletop as the same rifle was pushed against her head.

"Now Now! I know that all of you ponies have missed me and have lots of question of how I am here. But I promised Mr. Irons into safe passage to the colony world as he elected me Governer of his new state and its good to be in charge again. Man it was only 30 years ago that I had helped Johnathon rise to power and with a powerful army no doubt! All thanks to me!"

As Discord rambled on the different sheningans Mr. Irons and him on how they impeached thier following PMC commanders and how he was 'elected' to the Black Powder PMC before being renamed ATLAS, and how Irons influenced the world with his reputation and by aquiring some particular scientific minds later researched and financed his ultimate inventions. The Exoskeleton Suit. This would be one of the first inventions and ATLAS would later become the leader in arms development as they sold to North Korea, The United States and on the black market the different factions of Terrorist and the KVA.

"So I'm probably boring all of you ladies, but the point being is in a short span of time in the human realm I helped the office worker Irons to become the CEO of the largest PMC group in the world and in return he would promise me help in taking back what is rightfully mine with the added benefits of slaves and large deposits of resources. And to achieve it, I took on his role by playing his doppelganger and thanks to the KVA attack across all the Uranium power plants  we became so big that we contracted every country to give their infrastructures to us before we use it against them."

As Discord walked to the now sitting Celestia as guns were pushed against to her sides, a disgusting tongue slid across her neck as Discord giggled at her reaction before he flicked against her snout.

"Too bad my Princess that this has been used already!" He grabbed her from the neck before throwing her against the ground.

"No matter. I will soon find you some use even if those little buggers have taken every hole and ruined you before I got a chance. Now If I must I need to discuss some very important matter with out visitors oh! Don't forget.. Survive!"

After those last words a sack went over everyponies heads as some tried to kick away before being subdued and hauled away from thier seats  before getting to thier destination. A waiting War Bird.

The ATLAS Soliders continued to monitor the airwaves as they communicated to each other on the transport of the Mane 6 and Princesses, the few soliders who happened to be around them talk outloud amongst each other.

"I bet the purple pony has a nice body before we are done with her, and the yellow one looks real nice!" Laughed the soliders before they walked into the other direction of the hallway but they fell down as bullets tore through their asaphgus. Quick hushes and steps were taken as the stealth cloaked Sentinel troops pushed the bodies into the rooms before advancing further down the hallway.

They had recieved word of an important shipment being made after they had infiltrated and tagged alongside the moving soliders when they had entered the wormhole that led them into this world. As they continued thier jouney with silenced  KF5's and hiding against the dark background to get the maximum effectiveness of their exos, with the added exo thrusts every movement was complete silence and as they reached the main doors of the castle in front of them stood a lone War Bird as they were loading the ponies into the vehicle.

From a distance, a female gunman was positioned from the farthest building inside the city as she looked down the barrel of her LYNX rifle with an added Thermal scope as she scanned across the platform.

"Two on the left, three on the right and Pilot is mine." Radioed the sniper, as everone took position. She began to aim down the barrel of her gun as she took her first breathes before unloading her clip into the windows of the warbird. The initial impact hit the pilot in the left cheek and the Co-pilot through the neck. Before the ATLAS soliders could react and even radio in on the snipers position small but controlled bursts left the hands of the Sentinel Recon team as they took down quietly the soliders before they could call for help.

'Clear' was heard in the team leader helmet, as he continued to side step into the waiting War Bird before ordering his men to board and secure the subjects. Private Jack Mitchell, ex- ATLAS solider and full time commander of the Sentinel Task Force mounted into the cockpit of the bird before giving a thumbs up to the sniper as two flashes of the scope tinted his eyes. He turned his men waving his fingers in a circular movement before they either got in or stay down for thier next positions. Those that had stayed on the ground were ordered to meet at the rendezvous point along with the sniper and once the signal was given again the War Bird soared across the air before turning invisble and heading in the opposite direction and into the wooded parts of the city.

Jack Mitchell left the bubble of the cockpit before leaving control of the bird to his co - pilot, as he bent down to cut the bags of the sacks tossing and turning inside, he radioed in to Cormack.

"Cormack, I have the subjects with us and we need immediate evac once we land."

"Roger that Mitchell! It's good you haven't died on me yet brother" A chuckle was heard at the end of the radio. As Mitchell cut the first bag he was met with an unlikely suprise as he stood face to face with a not so happy Rainbow Pegasus. From across the sky the War Bird was flying across the clean open blue before the War Bird was rocking to the side....