Saga of a Star World

"As we share the glory of our victories, we should also share the pain of our defeats. In this way, we grow stronger, we grow closer..."

-Malik Al-Sayf

Battlestars, while they all have their main task of fleet command and control, also have little things that they specialize in. The tiny Orion class was designed with fleet escort in mind, and the Valkyrie class had recon as it's second priority. The Cygnus class, because it was build off of a hull designed as a heavy battlecruiser, was meant to take the brunt of big fleet engagements. Mercury and Galactica type ships were pretty much support ships; they were never designed to get in the enemy's faces and give them a bitch slap across the face.

That's why battlestar groups generally worked with multiple classes. BSG-36 was the exception.

Consisting of 4 Orion escorts, 2 Valkyrie recons, and a single Cygnus class Gunstar, "Little 36" as it was called was patrolling in the Endor star system. The little group was on a anti-missile boat patrol. They were never meant to take on fully fledged capital ships.

Apparently, the fates were very playful that day. Endor was the repairing ground of the ruined Death Star. Guess what happened?

"Coordinates?"

"7132.8947.8267"

Back on Paradeen, Lightspeed and MaC were figuring out how to return to the home fleet.

"Why is nopony here?"

"Illness. It was terrible."

"Then am I in danger?"

"No. You're an alicorn."

"There is no disease that affects mortals that doesn't affect alicorns."

"It was alien."

The conversation paused for a moment, letting the two work on the slightly ruffled battlestar.

"Lightspeed?"

"Hmm?"

"Is Vader dead?"

"Mmmhmmm...."

"Dang. I wanted the kill."

"I can resurrect him if you want..."

"Nah. The galaxy is better without him."

"Where do the coordinates go to?"

"Oh, a small backwater planet called Endor."

"Sir, target coming in at lightspeed!"

"Scan it. I want to know what it is."

After a couple beeps, the pony at the scanner contact station looked at him. "Sir. It's the Baltica."

"Impossible. She was destroyed in the blast!"

"Sir, with all due respect-"

-"I think we need to bloody worry about were we're going!"

"Why?"

"That was the bloody Indra that we just passed. Baltica's left flight pod took off their bloody communications array."

"Oh. Whoopsies daisies." Lightspeed muttered as he changed the course skightly. MaC went over to a window hanging from the ceiling rail, trying to catch a glimpse of the Indra. "Oh well. They're gone with the wind."

"Sir, they appeared to have taken out our radio antenna!"

"Lovely, what else did they steal from us?"

"Our shield deflector array."

"...Chase them. I want to know what the Tartarus is going on."

"They're chasing us."

"Goody gumdrops. We've pissed off Hot Head."

"No shit..."

"They aren't stopping."

"Sound the sirens. They're running from the cops."

"Sir...this is a starship..."

"Okay, drop in three, two one!"

*Whoosh!*

"Good, were out-"

*Bang-crunch*

"That doesn't sound bloody healthy."

Lightspeed pressed his nose against a window like a foal. "Uh MaC?"

Baltica, as soon as she dropped out, slammed into the top portion of the super star destroyer, ruining it's framework. The weakened left wing pod supports had failed, allowing the pod to punch through the superstructure, and it remained lodged at mile two of the massive assaultcraft.

The alligator head was slightly damaged after hitting the little stub of a bridge, but that was mostly the extent of the damage of the ram, not counting the first three decks at the bottom. Those had been taken off at mile one.

"You drive like my bloody grandmother; you're bloody rubbish." He primed the nukes. "Come on, we're leaving this bloody ship. It's their last SSD."

"Okay then, I'll keep us aloft." Lightspeed prepared an atmospheric spell.

"Wait, do you even know BAMs?"

"Huh?"

"Basic Aerial Maneuvering?"

"No...But I know how to blow up big ass space stations."

"How?"

"The same way I'm going to get us out of here." Lightspeed said coolly as he readied another spell. A glowing white orb appeared over his back; at the same time, a black orb that seemed to suck away all the light.

'Black magic and light magic in their purest forms.' MaC thought in amazement.

The two suddenly swung forward, curving toward his horn. They smashed into the bone with a magical fizzle, and suddenly, everything in the room was blasted away from Lightspeed in a sonic wave. There was a tense pause. Then a thick, red laser fired from the alicorn's head, and shot out towards the broken station through a window. The station began to expand, showing it's superstructure with a backing of flame and smoke. It then all folded in on itself.

Lightspeed huffed. "Just broke quantum physics, right ther-"

Suddenly, debris was flung back out in all directions.

"Never mind. Well. I'm going to have to pay a lot of shit for that." Lightspeed groaned as the bits of metal hit the friendly ships.

"Why aren't they bailing?"

"Well, we could send a SAR Raptor..."

"Good that. Do it."

Back On Anima, Ponyville Castle

"MaC, while I am glad that you are back, there are some very pressing matters to talk about..."

Lightspeed gave the core a glance.

"It appears that you have...plans to annihilate all life on this planet?"

The core visibly collapsed. "Yes..."

"Can you explain why?"

"I don't know."

"I want all of your files. Now."

"Ace.exe, CeFleMaC.exe, Rake.exe..."

"Wait, what's Rake?" Lightspeed interrupted.

"We"ll see then." He downloaded it into a "blank" turret to see what would happen.

There was a tense pause. Suddenly, the eyes opened, revealing two glowing orbs.

"Now that-"

He was cut off as a mouth suddenly formed, revealing long, sinister teeth, and the jaw split apart, allowing it to become more pincer like, like the little arm-stubs at the front of a spider.

The now deemed rougue core let out a roar. MaC hastily deleted it from his storage.

"Calm down now, mate. It's all gonna be aright-"

It charged at MaC, but suddenly, Lightspeed lept in front of it. Seeing Lightspeed, it stopped, cocked it's head, then bowed low.

"Huh. That was...unexpected."

The rougue looked up at Lightspeed. "In service to grand master Sombra, I bow down to you."

"Uh, sure, just be quiet for awhile. We got some stuff to sort out."

Red Widow came in. "Starhound's been crying over you."

"I'll be along in a moment."

The bat pony nodded, then walked off.

"What's with that bloody look?"

"I'm in "bloody" love."

"Uh, sure. About this Rake..."

"Put him in a cell or something."

The guards saluted, then dragged him off.

An awkward silence descended on the room.

"So. What now?"