Nyx found herself in a dark, misty, open plain. She looked around the area, desperately trying to find something past the mist. However, she could see nothing past a few feet. Then, she saw what appeared to be a pony. Blue, with a horn and wings. Nyx's heart leaped from her chest. "Luna!" She cheered as she sprinted towards the alicorn, "You're alive!" She stopped, however, when she saw that Luna wasn't moving... just staring at her. "Luna?" Luna opened her mouth but then, without moving, the distance between the two alicorns began to get larger. Nyx tried to sprint towards her, but the distance just kept getting larger. Then, Luna closed her eyes, and began laughing maniacally. "LUUUUNAAA!!!!"

"Aaug!" Nyx screamed, raising her head up, causing it to bonk on an overhanging medical lamp. She groaned, rubbing her sore head.

"You shouldn't exert too much, young one." A female voice to her right said, as she felt hands gently pushing her back down. She then looked up and saw what appeared to be an elderly human, with short silver hair. "You had a nasty neck wound that was bleeding profoundly. A few more hours, and you would've been beyond our aid." Nyx then noticed that their was a nametag 'Chakwas' on her uniform. She looked around, and the surrounding area appeared to be some form of medical bay. "But you have some resilience, little one." Nyx was now understanding what had happened. The neck wound, Jenkins' death, Shepard being~SHEPARD!

"Is Shepard alright?!" Nyx yelled as she decided to move off of the medi-bed she was on. Chakwas was surprised at how soon the pony was able to get back up on it's feet (hooves?) so soon, especially after sustaining heavy damage.

"Yes, he's fine. Nihlus was there when he woke up, and debriefed him. Apparently, the turian you saw, Saren, was most likely responsible for the destruction of the colony. We're heading to the Citadel, the hub of the galactic community, to try to have Saren placed under arrest. We'll be talking to the Council, the ruling faction of the Citadel, although I wouldn't call it a faction, nor ruling, but there's no better word I can come up with at the moment." Chakwas then went to an intercom machine, and pressed the button marked 'CO Quarters'. "Anderson, Nyx has woken up."

"Excellent. Send her to my quarters."

"You get that, girl." Nyx then walked towards the door.

"On it." She exited the room, and found Kaiden waiting. She escorted her to Anderson's quarters, then left to check the lockers. Nyx entered, and found Anderson looking at a floating screen, with several pictures (extranet).

"Ah," Anderson calmly said, without even looking at her, "Nyx. Thank you for coming. Please, take a seat." Nyx then moved to sit at a chair across from Anderson, in front of a small table. She found it difficult given the structure of it, plus her anatomy, but she managed. When she got situated, Anderson then swung his chair around. "Now," he exclaimed, placing a hand on the table, "What I'm going to ask is very important Nyx. The Council will have a million different questions on who you are, where you come from, the low down. No doubt, if we do this normally, it could take days and, with what Nihlus told me, you would rather spend fighting than wasting time answering simple question, am I correct?" Nyx nodded, understanding the situation. If a turian like Nihlus came to Equestria, the media would hound him for a month at least.

"So," Nyx replied, leaning forward, "You want me to answer them to you, and you would give these answers to the Council, in hopes that they would be satisfied for the time being." Anderson shoke his head.

"Alright, guess I'll begin with the basics. Who are you, and how did you end up on my ship?"

Nyx was on the command deck, walking towards the cockpit, after a very long question session. She answered every question Anderson gave her, including her past, Equestrian history, her nation's government style, and more. She avoided things like technology, as well as government weaknesses, as she didn't want others to take advantage of that. She moved to the cockpit, where she saw Kaiden, Shepard, both standing, and a third human, seemingly flying the Normandy from it's chair. She felt a radiant energy come off him, much higher than anyone else on the ship.

"Coming up on the Citadel shortly, Commander." The pilot said.

"Good, Joker," Shepard replied.

"Can't wait for the Council to see our new addition. You know the phrase 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth' well, she'll have it taken literally!" Despite the obvious insult, Nyx couldn't resist laughing.

"Okay," Nyx replied as she walked up to Joker, "This guy I'll like talking to. I bet he has more Harmonic Energy than half the crew of this ship combined." Joker smiled at that.

"You hear that, Shepard. I have more Harmonic Energy than the entire crew. Um, what's Harmonic Energy?"

"It's very common on my world. Your's is about slightly higher than the common citizen, however."

"Huh," Joker chuckled, "Still higher than Kaiden's, but what does it mean?"

"It represents the general happiness of an individual. When enough Energy is gathered into one place, the result is a massive, unplanned, yet seemingly choreographed sing and dance group." Kaiden was laughing hysterically, while banging his hand on the hull after that comment. "What?" Nyx asked, completely confused.

"Joker has Brittle Bone Disease." Kaiden replied. Nyx's jaw dropped, and her eyes widened in shock.

"I assume that it's similar to Weak-Bone Syndrome on my world."

"Probably." Joker simply said.

"Irony!"

All four of them started laughing hysterically. Shepard was getting a cramp from the laughs.

"Alright!" Joker said, finally calming down, "Let's get ready, coming up on the Citadel." Nyx narrowed her eyes.

"Let's do it."

Author's Note

I regret nothing with Luna. She's my favorite pony. Also loved the short conversation that Nyx and Joker had.