The Liberation of Equestria

05/28/2027

Radio chatter filled the air in the battle room of the command center. From airstrike requests to requests for SAR (Search And Rescue) and medical evac for critically wounded soldiers. Images from U-2's and Global Hawks create a layout of the Zebra Republic, and the cities within the country as well. Battle plans are constantly drawn up to counter centaur advances, with help from high ranking officials from the Zebra military as well. Coordination between the commanders of each regiment allowing for up to date information on troop movements and the position of the front line.

Though the overall goal is to liberate Cape Hoof, many villages and small towns around the city are under centaur occupation. But with the speed of US forces, just about every town and village has been freed from centaur control.

Davis, now a Colonel, oversees all operations that are conducted by the 75th Ranger Regiment. Since the Zebra government requested the help of the U.S military, the regiment was tasked to secure the northern mountains and to hold of any counter attacks as well. But with all of the fighters and Apache's tasked to support the forces in retaking Cape Hoof, the Rangers were not immediately a priority for providing air support as intelligence has confirmed that there is small presences of centaur activity.

For now, Davis just fills out battle reports and gives updates to his superiors. He is surprised that congress is still debating on whether or not a draft should be issued, as the last war that issued a draft was the Vietnam war, and that ended in protest against drafting since then.

Even without a draft, congress has increased the defense budget, restarted production of the F-22A, and F-15C's. Congress also authorized construction of more cruisers, destroyers, submarines, assault carriers, and landing craft. Recruitment has jumped nearly over two hundred percent across all branches of the military. But with these decisions, people against war are protesting as they don't want to be caught in another Vietnam. But they are a minority, as many people support the decision and want revenge for what the centaurs did to their country.

Even with the US gearing up for total war, there was still two problems: transporting all of it from Earth to Equu and the amount of energy that is used to power the portals. To alleviate these problems, scientists are working 24/7 to reverse engineer the drive cores that the centaur battleships used, trying to find a solution to this problem. After dismantling one of the drive cores, a major finding caused heads to spin all over in the scientific community, as the centaurs were using a element that isn't on the periodic table nor found anywhere on earth. But so far, teleportation devices have been only attached to aircraft.

On the other side of the battle room, a single MP officer opened the door and began to walk towards Davis. When the MP reached his destination and then spoke while saluting.

"Colonel you're needed in the conference room."

"Thank you lieutenant." Davis said, while saluting him back. He then got up and began walking to the conference room. The hallways are crowded with military personnel walking to different areas within the building. The command center is composed of prebuilt buildings that were brought through the portal in sections that were easy to assemble.

When Davis entered the conference room, one of the five large monitors the president.

"Colonel Davis." President Jackson said.

"Mister president," Davis said, "what's the situation in the UN?"

After what seemed like a minute, Jackson sighed,"It's a deadlock. Many of the representatives are still skeptical about what's been reported to the world, they want physical proof."

After thinking for a minute, Davis proposed a idea. "What if I can convince a few of the refugees to speak at the UN?"

"That could work," President Jackson said, "but will they be willing to speak to an otherworldly race that's only been on their planet for only a few weeks?"

"I'm sure it will work sir, they have been suffering under the centaurs militant aggression for too long. They need our help."

"Alright," Jackson said, "get it done Colonel."

Davis then saluted and the transmission ended, leaving the screen blank. Now he has to ask some of the refugees to come to Earth and speak at the UN general assembly to convince the world that the centaurs have committed atrocities against the inhabitants of this world and have humanity as a whole declare war.

Even though the evidence has been presented, not a lot of people are believing the facts. Conspiracy theorists are saying that the images and videos taken are completely fake, and CGI was used as well. Religious groups, mostly closed minded christian fanatics, are saying that they aren't creatures that god has created and that they are the work of the devil.

***

Now recovered from his injuries, with astonishment from the human doctors, Spike now wanders the refugee camp the humans have set up.

Compared to the one they were in a week ago, the one humans have set up was much more well supplied (food, medicine, bedding, etc.), could house fifty times more refugees, and was more fortified than the ones the Zebra government set up.

There is less food shortages as well, since the humans have rationed what each refugee can get, which also declined the complaints about somepony getting more food than what should get.

The medical center that the humans have also setup has treated many refugees that have been sick for days. The medication humans use is much more effective than the basic healing potions that are used all the time, as many diseases have evolved to resist the potions. But with what humans call "antibiotics", anypony who was sick is healthy within a few days.

As Spike entered the tent that Velvet, Nightlight, Big Mac, and everypony else was staying at, he noticed a human talking to them.

***

"United Nations?" Twilight Velvet asked.

"It's the name of the international organization that is promoting world peace and stability in our world." Davis explained. "It was founded in the aftermath of the Second World War to make sure nothing like that happens again."

"Then why do you want us to speak there, if it is supposed to promote peace?" Nightlight asked.

"They're still debating on whether or not the human race should declare war against the centaur's." Davis said.

"Why haven't they already?" Scootaloo asked.

"Not many people are believing the evidence that we have shown to the world." Davis said. "They want actual proof to finalize the decision."

"So by us giving a speech about what we have been through, your entire race will declare war?" Spike asked, causing everyone to look at him.

"Essentially yes." Davis said. "But not all countries will commit to going to war. Some are going to protest the act, while others might withdraw from the organization completely. Each country will have to commit their armed forces, as the UN doesn't have the authority to initiate a military draft."

"But if the United Nations doesn't declared war, what then?" Big Mac asked.

"Even if the UN doesn't declared war, my country along with NATO and other countries will still go to war against the centaurs."

"NATO?" Spike asked.

"North Atlantic Treaty Organization," Davis said, "it's a defense pact consisting of nearly thirty countries that is nearly seventy years old."

Everypony nearly jumped when they hear the number of countries involved in a single defense pact and how old it was. The biggest defense pact on Equu consisted of seven countries, and that only lasted for ten years before countries involved disbanded the pact due to political differences.

"Will you help us in convincing the United Nations in declaring war?" Davis asked.

After a long minute of quiet debating, Big Mac, Twilight Velvet, Nightlight, and Spike came to an agreement on what they will do.

"Yes," Nightlight said, "we'll go to your world to speak about what the centaur's have done to us and others as well."

* * *

*One hour later*

After everypony packing up all their belongings, the group stood in front of the portal that separates Equu and Earth. Along with them were representatives from the Zebra Republic, as they want to represent themselves and gain a membership to the United Nations.

One of the representatives from the Zebra Republic was Ziek. Ziek was already familiar with what humans could do and was the first to volunteer to be apart of the delegation team to visit their world.

The portal produced a swirl of blue and green rotating clockwise, while giving the group an ominous feeling when they stood in front of it. The portal was twenty feet tall and twenty feet wide. A fairly large ramp extended outwards to allow vehicles easy access to and from. Two heavily armed guards, along with remote controlled 40mm grenade launchers, stood in front of it, making sure that only authorized personnel are allowed access to it.

When the group was finally given the go ahead, they cautiously walked towards the portal not knowing what's on the other side. Slowly but surely one by one each of them passed through the portal and entered the human world.

What they saw on the other side was completely alien to them. The entire room was covered in clear plastic and wires of various sizes scattered across the floor, each converging towards the portal. The humans were also covered in clear plastic, for protection against unknown diseases that they could be carrying.

As everypony crossed over to the human world, one of the humans came and asked them all to follow to a "decontamination room" where they were given a shower to remove any foreign contaminants.

After exiting the "decontamination room", three humans approached the group. From what they all could guess by the looks of them, the tallest human was a male, along with the slightly shorter one. While the other one was female, by how the chest was more pushed out.

"I'm Kazuhira Miller." The tallest male human said, as he extended his hand in a friendly gesture.

"Twilight Velvet." Velvet said as she reached out her forehoof to shake Miller's hand.

"I'm Violet." The second human said. She only stood with her arms crossed.

"I'm Michael." The other human said, waving his hand in a friendly, but noticeably shy, manner. "Pleasure to meet you all and welcome to Earth."

"And you the delegates from the Zebra Republic I presume?" Miller asked, looking at the two zebras

"We are," one of the representatives said, "I am Zig Zag," then pointed with his forehoof to the other zebra, "and this is Ziek."

"Pleasure to meet you." Ziek said.

"Now that we have the introductions out of the way, we've been assigned to escort you all to the hanger where a private jet is waiting to take you to New York," Miller said, "so if you all will follow us."

The group didn't hesitate and quickly followed Miller and Violet to the hanger.

When they got to the hanger, a C-37A was parked and ready to take them where they needed to go. The plane was eighty nine feet long, with a wingspan of seventy eight feet, and a height of twenty four and five inches. When they boarded the plane, they found that the interior was modified to accommodate for everypony.

"Is this what you're people use to fly?" Velvet asked.

"Yes," Miller said, "since we don't have wings, we build vehicles that allow us to reach heights that were thought to be impossible to reach."

"Wow." Scootaloo said, stating the expression that everypony had.

When they entered the jetliner, everypony found that all the furniture was made up of a mixture of leather and cotton. Though the leather furniture did make everypony uncomfortable, which Miller and Violet noticed quickly.

"Don't worry about the leather furniture," Violet said, "it's artificial, non of it is made from real animals."

After everyone took a seat the plane, the plane slowly taxied to a long stretch of road that was used for aircraft to takeoff and land as well.

"Ground control, this Diplomat 1 requesting permission to take off on runway 4 over?" The pilot asked.

"Permission granted Diplomat 1 you're clear for takeoff, over."

The C-20H slowly gained speed as it raced across the runway. Everypony looked through the windows, watching as the building seemingly zipped right past them.

When they felt the aircraft leave the ground, a voice came to life.

"This is your captain speaking, we'll be flying at forty thousand feet and will arrive at John F. Kennedy airport in five hours. Sit back and enjoy the view."

* * *

*30 minutes later*

Sitting in the back of the jet, Velvet, Nightlight, and Big Mac exchanged conversations about various topics, from stories about their own personal lives, to jokes that they heard, and to what they did for a living with Miller and Violet.

"So you two were College professors?" Miller asked.

"Yes," Velvet said, "I taught how to summon and use arcane ruins and how to properly cast advance spells."

"What about you?"

"I mostly just taught biology." Nightlight said. "But I did teach basic Arcane casting and hold a degree in engineering as well."

"Impressive, what about you?" Miller said as he looked at Big Mac.

"I'm just a apple farmer." Big Mac said. "What about you? What do you do besides being a solider?"

"Before joining the army," Miller said, "I was working on getting a masters degree in computer engineering at MIT. But after seeing the images of destroyed towns caught up in the centaur's pillaging, I signed up for the army because it was my patriotic duty."

"What about you Violet?" Velvet asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Violet said, in a slightly depressed tone, "too many unpleasant memories."

"Ok," Miller said, "what about you Miss. Mash, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm just a housewife." Button's mom said.

***

Meanwhile Button Mash, the CMC, Spike, Zig Zag, and Ziek sat and watched a movie that was playing on the tv screen built in the wall of the aircraft. The movie in question is Jurassic World. Everyone, except for Michael, were amazed by how advanced the effects in the movie were. The effects in the very few equestrian films that were made had very noticeable and cheesy as well.

"So this is all special effects?" Button asked.

"Yep," Michael said, "most of the effects your seeing are computer generated."

"Cool!" Button Mash said. Then looked at the small double screen device that he was using. "What's that?"

"Oh this thing?" Michael said, "it's a 3DS."

"3DS?"

"It's a handheld gaming system that Nintendo released fifteen years ago."

"Mind if I watch you play uhh..." Button mash said, but didn't know what game he was playing.

"Pokémon." Michael said, stating the name of the video game he was playing. "Sure you can watch."

While Button Mash watched Michael play his game, everypony else just watched the movie, except for Scootaloo. Scootaloo was having a slight panic attack too being in the jet for so long. Pegasi were usually not comfortable in small rooms and the jet they were in was small, along with the fact that it could fly faster and higher than the average Pegasus, didn't help at all. Though Scootaloo was able to keep herself from fully panicking, it was getting harder every minute they were in it.

"You alright there Scoots?" Applebloom asked.

"Y-y-yeah I-I'm Fine." Scootaloo said.

"Yer sure? You seem a little skittish there." Applebloom said.

"I-I'm s-sur-re."

"I think she scared." Sweetie Belle said.

"N-n-no I'm n-n-not!" Scootaloo responded, with a little bit of anger as she raised her voice.

That immediately got everyone's attention.

Michael then paused his game and asked Sweetie Belle and Applebloom a question.

"Has she ever been in a small space this long?" Michael asked.

"She has," Applebloom said, "but I don't know why she's acting like this."

"Maybe being in this jet is causing her to panic?" Michael suggested.

It seemed to make sense to the both of them. Pegasi were never seen riding in flying carriages that were used by Earth ponies and unicorns. Whenever a Pegasus was in a small space for a long time, it wasn't pretty. They would latch out on everypony they could see, as they were in a panicked state.

Unfortunately for Michael, Scootaloo heard the conversation.

"I'M NOT SCARED OF SMALL SPACES!" Scootaloo yelled, right before she lunged right at Michael.

Before he could react, Michael and Button Mash were already knocked down on to the floor. Michael tried to restrain Scootaloo, but was unable to as she was squirming and readying for another charge. Button Mash dashed to the nearest table and took shelter underneath it.

"Ambassador," Ziek said while pointing towards one of the tables, "take cover wait until it's safe."

Zig Zag didn't even hesitate for a second and quickly dived to the closest table. Scootaloo took notice of it and began to charge at Zig Zag.

Ziek tried to grab her on her side, but kicked straight in the face by Scootaloo's hind legs (with such strength that impressed him), breaking his muzzle. The resulting kick knocked him unconscious and bleeding from his broken muzzle.

Scootaloo then zipped to the back door of the jet and locked it, keeping those in the back from intervening.

Michael immediately braced himself for another attack by Scootaloo and got into a defensive stance, clutching both of his hands into fists. Scootaloo noticed and took it as challenge to a fight, since pegasi were raised in a worrier culture. She immediately charged at him at full force, which did very little as he was able to keep his stance. She then started to punch Michael in the face, causing him to lose focus and lose his stance.

Scootaloo didn't let up as she continued smashing both of her forehoofs straight into Michael's face. The speed and strength of her hoofs already broke Michael's nose, jaw, and knocked out a couple of teeth in the process. He tried desperately to throw the small pegasus off of him, but he was already starting to lose his conciseness cause of the rapid punches directed to his face.

When Scootaloo was about ready to deliver the final blow, the back door bursted open.

***

"I'M NOT AFRAID OF SMALL SPACES!"

Miller and everyone else in the back of the plane heard the commotion going on in the front. And immediately heard the sounds of a struggle.

“What the hell is happening?!” Miller asked.

“That sounded like Scootaloo!” Velvet said, “she's having a panic attack.”

“How come she's having a panic attack?” Violet asked.

“Pegasi don't react well when in small spaces for a long time.” Nightlight explained. “But that's usually happens after a day, not an hour.”

“Maybe it's because we're moving at a speed around 570 miles per hour at 30,000 feet above the ground.” Miller said.

Violet then directed her attention to Big Mac, Velvet, Nightlight, and Button's mom to stay in the back of the plane until it's safe to come out.

Violet then reached for the door. But before she could turn the knob, a clicking sound came to life.

"Shit. She locked the door."

Immediately Miller grabbed a fire extinguisher and began beating it with all his strength against the door in an attempt to break the lock.

After forty long seconds of constant bashing, the door was broken loose.

Miller and Violet immediately rushed out the door and found the small orange Pegasus on top of Michael, beating his face in, and one of the zebra ambassadors on the ground with a puddle of blood forming.

Without hesitation, Miller rushed the orange pegasus and tackled her off of Michael, allowing Violet to get him out of the fight. Miller put Scootaloo in a headlock, to knock her unconscious. But it was a struggle, as Scootaloo put up quite a fight for such a young filly. However, Miller was still stronger and kept his hold on the pegasus, as she slowly stopped fighting. After a long thirty seconds of struggling,Scootaloo finally passed out.

Miller immediately check to see if she still was breathing, and she was.

Ziek then started to moan in pain. From the broken muzzle he has gotten.

"You alright there?" Miller asked.

"Yes," Ziek said, "I just have a broken muzzle." He then looked straight at Michael. "If I were you, I would be more worried about him."

Miller then looked and saw the damage that Michael sustained. His face was unrecognizable from the one he had a couple of minutes ago. Blood and mucus were pouring out through his nose. His lower jaw was swollen and was now dark purple from the broken blood vessels.

"How bad is he Violet?" Miller asked.

"He's going to need surgery that's for sure," Violet said, "along with stitches and some replacement teeth and physical therapy for his jaw. Other than that he alright."

"What's going on back there?" The co-pilot asked as he exited the cockpit and enter the main cabin.

"Nothing," Miller said, " just a pretty violent panic attack. We've got everything under control now."

"Alright." The copilot said.

Soon after the copilot re entered the cockpit, Violet spoke up.

"It's alright everyone," Violet said, "it's safe to come out of hiding."

Everypony then came out of hiding. Button Mash's mom came rushing towards him and tightly hugged him.

"Oh Celestia! Thank goodness that you're alright." She said, while squeezing him tightly.

"Can't...breathe....hugging....too...hard." Button mash said, as the air was squeezed out of him.

Big Mac also came up to his little sister and hugged her, though not as tight like the one Button received.

Sweetie Belle and Applebloom then gathered around their unconscious friend. They both were wondering why Scootaloo went berserk. Miller noticed them and walked over towards them.

"Did you two that she was uncomfortable in small spaces?" Miller asked.

"No," Applebloom said, "Scootaloo never lashes out at anypony. this isn't like her."

"Is she going to be in big trouble?" Sweetie Belle asked.

Miller didn't know what to say at the moment, he didn't want to have to send someone, or somepony rather, to jail that young. But she did assault and injured a serviceman of the American military and a foreign diplomat as well, which are very serious crimes all by themselves.

After debating for a long minute Miller was about to open his mouth but was cut off as Violet spoke, as she overheard the conversation.

"If no one presses charges against her, then she won't be in too much trouble." Violet said.

Applebloom and Sweetie Belle then looked at Ziek, as he also overheard the conversation.

"I won't hold anything against her," Ziek said, "she was just acting out of her instincts."

Then the both looked straight at Michael to see if he would or wouldn't press charges against Scootaloo. But because of his broken jaw and was barely conscious as well. But Violet spoke up for him.

"I'm sure he won't hold anything against Scootaloo," Violet said," he never holds a grudge against anyone."

Meanwhile, out of the corner of Miller's right eye, Zig zag pulled out two glass bottles out of his bag. The liquids inside of the two bottles were a magenta color and gave off a very faint glow.

"What are those?" Miller asked.

"Potions that can fix your friends' and Ziek's injuries." Zig zag said. "Don't worry, the potion won't give him any harmful side effects. Besides the pain of the his body quickly fixing itself. Just pour the po

Zig zag immediately handed one of the bottles, that he held in his mouth, to Miller. He then grabbed the other potion bottle and walked over to Ziek, who was holding his hoof against his muzzle trying to limit the amount of mucus and blood that is slowly dripping out.

"So do I pour it where the injuries are?" Miller asked.

"No." Zig zag said. "Pour it into his mouth."

Miller didn't argue, as he didn't know how the potion works and just followed what Zig zag said. As he poured the contents into his mouth, the potion quickly took effect. The cells in Michael's body quickly began to rapidly replicate each other along with the dislocated jaw moving back into place and fixing damaged tissue as well. Another benefit the potion did was replace the teeth that Scootaloo knocked out during her panic attack. Since there was no was to stop the pain that would come from it, Michael grunted in pain as his body quickly fixed itself.

The process was only a minute long and astonished every human that witnessed it.

"Holy crap." Violet said.

"You okay there Michael?" Miller asked.

"How's my face?" Michael asked.

"Still pretty ugly." Violet replied, chuckling slightly.

"Fuck you." Michael replied back.

"Language!" Button's mom yelled out. "There are foals here!"

Button mash only rolled his eyes at his mother. As she too cusses when he and the CMC are around.

"I just got the shit beat out of me by that orange pegasus." Michael said as he pointed at Scootaloo.

"Are you mad at her?" Applebloom asked.

After a seemingly long five seconds, Michael spoke, "No, not really. She just reacted a bit too violent. I won't press charges against her."

A wave of relief flowed through them as it seemed that their close friend was not going to be in too much trouble.

"Well hopefully the rest of the trip won't be too eventful." Miller said.

***

After five hours of flying, everypony finally arrived to John F. Kennedy airport. The only event that was the most serious was Scootaloo's violent outburst that injured both Michael and Ziek.

Everyone began to disembark the C-20H when it finally came to a stop. They all carried the luggage that they brought along with them.

Waiting for them was two black limousines and Three SUV's, with several men in black and white tuxedos armed with MP5's and Five-Seven's surrounding them.

Everypony looked confused when they saw them, except for Miller, Violet and Michael.

"Who are they?" Velvet asked.

"The secret service," Miller said, "they're an organization that is tasked with protecting the President, the Vice President, and their families from people that want to do harm to them."

"Kind of like the Royal Guard." Velvet said.

"The Royal Guard?"

"They're an elite group that is hoof picked by Princess Celestia herself." Velvet said.

"Our son was the captain of the Royal Guard..…before Tirek came into power." Nightlight said.

Then one of the agents walked up towards the group.

"Sargent Miller?" The man asked.

"Yes."

"I'm agent Wilson." He said. He then looked down at the group of ponies and the zebras. "I'm guessing that you're the dignitaries that we've been assigned to escort?"

"We are." Ziek said.

"Good. If you'll all follow me. We'll get you all to the UN quickly." Wilson said.

As the group followed Wilson, they each splintered up into groups of five, as they entered a different limousine.

When everyone entered the limousines,
the vehicles began to move together in a single filed line. New York City police motorcycles flanked each side of the convoy, providing much more protection.

The entire trip to the UN was quiet and uneventful, unlike the plane ride. Everypony instead look out the windows of each limousine and were awestruck by how many buildings there were, as skyscrapers were not common in Equestria or Equu. The only city with a large number of skyscrapers was Manehattan, but not in the numbers that New York alone had.

When they finally arrived at the United Nations, a large number of people were already gathered at the front of the complex. Security guards and policemen barricaded the group from the crowd. Flashes from photos being taken from cellphones dot the crowd. Some in the crowd held picket signs, some had written anti-war messages on them, others written messages that said the United Nations fabricated the evidence presented to the world. But those were a minority, many of the picketers have written messages of support for what is happening back on their world.

“There is division among your people?” Ziek asked.

“Yep,” Wilson said, “people have always been divided among issues since the Stone Age.”

“It seems that our races are one in the same.”

The limousines then came to a stop in front of the UN front entrance. When they all exited the limousines, a sharp looking man approached them. The man was in his late 50's to early 60's with dark brown hair mixed with shades of gray.

“I take it you all are from Equu?” The man asked.

“Yes we are mister-” Zig zag said.

“Jackson. Phil Jackson. I'm the President of the the United States."

The group slightly bowed their heads in a sign of respect.

"It is a honor to meet the leader of the country who has helped us in our darkest hour." Zig zag said.

Jackson chuckled slightly. "The honors mine. If you all will follow me we'll get to the general assembly in no time." He said, gesturing them all to follow him.

***

Inside of the building that houses the United Nations, representatives from nations from around the world gathered in the general assembly. Everyone was awaiting for the United States to bring a few of the refugees to convince the UN to pass a declaration of war.

The United Nations was founded in the aftermath of the Second World War with only fifty members affiliated with it, now nearly 200 nations and international organizations joined the UN to have their voices heard on the world stage. Though often criticized by many for a numerous reasons, the organization has accomplished many achievements that have greatly improved the quality of life for many and has done its original job of preventing World War Three from occurring.

The group stood out of sight from the cameras from news agencies from around the world and the delegates from around the world.

“So who is going to speak?” Big Mac asked.

“I will.” Twilight Velvet said.

As she trotted to the podium, thousands of eyes watched her every step that she took. Velvet was not a stranger to talking in front of a large group, but they were up to a hundred at a time, not seven billion.

When Velvet reach the podium she froze, as she didn't know what to say. People were murmuring amongst each other in disbelief that a five foot tall multi-colored horse was in front of them, but still remain unconvinced. This lasted a few minutes then Velvet finally spoke.

“Hello there.” Velvet said.

The room was deathly silent after Velvet spoke.

“From what I’m guessing by all your reactions, talking ponies aren't too common here.”

That a few chuckles from a few people in the audience.

“I’ been asked to tell your people about what we have went through and to help give judgement on an important decision.” Velvet said.

Velvet then took a deep breath and began to speak.

"Our lives have been changed ever since Tirek and his centaur's took over Equestria and claimed it as his. He has enslaved and done unimaginable things to innocent ponies. He and his followers have butchered anypony who stands against him. History of our nation was erased as Tirek 'fixed historical inaccuracies'.

I have lost both my son and daughter to these monsters. I'm not the only mother who was affected, many have lost their children and their families to him. It was a miracle that we escaped from that fate worse than death.

We traveled to the Sheep Republic, then the Griffin Hierarchy. When we boarded a ship headed to the Zebra Republic, the centaur's invaded the Griffin hierarchy and quickly subjected to their rule.

If it wasn't for the United States intervention when they attacked the refugee camp. I don't even think we would be alive right now.

Please I asked you all not just as an 'person' who has suffered, but as a mother as well, stop Tirek and his barbarians from destroying an untold number of families."

By the time Velvet was done, she could already feel that she has already made an impact on the representatives and those who were watching all around the world.

When Velvet stepped away from the podium, Jackson walked up and spoke:

"I think the evidence is now clear as day.

Ladies and gentlemen, I stand here before you all not representing the people of the United States, but as a representative of humanity. When the centaur's first entered our world, they did not come under the banner peace, they came under the banner of conquest. They did not just want to conquer the United States, they came to subjugate humanity as a whole. Our way of life was threatened by other worldly beings, but we did not scrum to the centaur's actions, we fought tooth and nail against them and pushed them back where they came from.

But since we entered their world, we have found that the centaur's have committed atrocities to every being on that world. The have pillage cities, enslaved and slaughtered the innocent, conquered lands unnecessary, and are committing mass genocide at an alarming scale.

To allow them to continue would be inhuman.

It is our obligation, no, our responsibility to stop these acts that have been committed without remorse.

I ask you all to lend your support in the upcoming battle. Lend your troops, your tanks, your fighters, and your warships. Lend us everything that you can spare, your doctors, scientists, engineers, anything and everything that can be used to stop the centaur's. To not do anything would be inhuman and not represent what humanity stands for.

I ask you all this, to do the right thing."

After walking away from the podium, Jackson and two secret service agents following him, approached the group of ponies and zebras.

"Do you think it worked?" Velvet asked.

“I don't know.” Jackson said. “The only thing we can do is hope.”

Just then, a man tapped Jackson’s shoulder, grabbing his attention.

“Yes.” Jackson said.

“Operation EVICTION has commenced, you're needed back at the White House Mr. President.” The man said.

*To be continued in the next chapter*
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