A Mess of Titanic Porportion

by CommodoreGalland

Absolute Pure Unadulterated Bullshit

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A large bang was heard, probably throughout the empire. I open my eyes groggily, and saw many crystals lining the ground where I lay. As the memories came flooding back, I picked myself up and looked back to the giant sized hole in the wall. I need to figure this machine out, even if I have to push random buttons to do so. "All alive, sound off" I say half joking half serious.

"Four, drill sergeant!" Mason's ok... smartass. And he still has his mouth, too bad.

"Five, drill sergeant!" Stoic defender's ok too... wait, when did he get here? Damn you, mason. There were coughs throughout the room. I could see some purple mist shifting away all the smoke in the room, probably masons doing.

"Can anyone explain to me what happened, besides the obvious"

"I might have an idea, meet me back in the throne room when this is all over!" I heard mason yell from across the room. I walked into the room to be sure that the 'ambassadors' are ok. Moving to a large pile of rubble, I start to dig them away until I see a pink shield. Looking through, I saw the white coated, blue mane unicorn, shining armor, struggling to keep up the shield. It seemed like his backside twisted the wrong way, and scratches all over the rest of them.  I continued to shovel the rubble away, while mason was moving the unconscious survivors out of the room, at least, I hope they are survivors. First thing first, medical attention first, then getting them away.

"Took long enough for you to get here" So this is why he is shining plothole.

"Sorry, I took a wrong turn at Albuquerque " Joking in a stressful situation, such compensation. he just grunted in response.

"My brothers hurt" the purple unicorn, twilight began, "He needs help!"

"I'm on it" I turned my attention to the medical ponies, damn this vocabulary, in the room, "We need a stretcher over here!" Mason better have a good explanation.

After that whole mess was taken care of, I 'walked' quickly to the throne room. Mason was up to his neck in ponies, both reporters and others. Not like an explosion not be noticed, but damn, reporters are quick.

"HAHA, yes my reporter children, I grant you speed to annoy them more! HAHA!"  -Deity of reporters, 2015

Well, its not like it can get any - NOPE! I did not just think that. I went over to try to help mason when I heard a distinct sound, very similar to that of a knife being pulled out of flesh. Looking over I saw mason holding above his head, a black crystal... dripping with blackish purple blood. "Your concerns have been heard, for the time being, we have this situation under control. Please head back to your homes." Well, this is defiantly going to put the empire on red alert, Defcon 1. leaning out the balcony, I yelled.

"RED ALERT! All guards prepare for Defcon 1!" Satisfied with my efforts that I can say that once in my life, I see mason, still dripping blood from his arm. "I hate my life right now."

"I hate your life too." we're in agreement then.

"Doesn't that hurt?" I point to his arm.

"Not important right now." Bullshit.

"I'd rather you not bleed out on me."

"Then get some gauze, I don't care. we have bigger fish to fry." After that issue, he sat down and pulled out a roll of paper. "This, is what I think is going on." he says as he hands the paper to me.

"I cant read words that small" He points to my shrink device.

After several hours of fiddling with this device, I finally got it to shrink. At least nothing happened during this time.

"Your actually making me do this."

"Yes, this needs to be done some time."

"But now?"

"No one is going to attack us"

"yea, after all, the worst villain they ever had was sombra."

"Yea, a shadow"

"I can still hear you, you know!"

"Shut up, sombra"

Once more, he handed me the paper, and it, was strange. all it said was "We know. hand over the empire, or suffer" Followed by a red, four pointed star bellow it. Dumbass wannabe terrorists, it is then. I mentally sigh, I really hate my life.

"C-can I see?" I turn my head and saw Shining star trying looking at the paper. I held it out to her. after a few seconds she squeaked and held her hooves to her muzzle.

"Want to tell me what's going on?" I say as I tilt my head.

"Yes, what is going on?" a voice says from the doors.

"This does not concern you Cadenza, I recommend you return to your room. The empire is on red alert." Mason said with annoyance in his voice. The pink alicorn merely stomped her hoof and continued.

"After what happened, of course it concerns me!" I looked to mason, and he got the message.

"Fine, but you will not breathe a word of this to anyone." She huffed but came closer all the same. when she came to me, she looked confused, and turned back to mason.

"Mr. Iron man had kids?" Face meet wall. Mason laughed and dismissed this, thankfully.

"Now, Miss star, is there something you would like to say?" His voice adopting the second, darker, more menacing tone more.

"L-l-l-look, I-I-I S-Swear I-It wasn't M-m-me."

"If your not, I suspect you have something to prove it?" Mason said, his voice turning hostile. Cadence was starting to look uncomfortable around mason, and moved to place me between him and her.

"I-I-Its just, t-t-that note."

"Yes?"

"I-I-it has my f-families c-crest on it!" At that she broke down blubbering about how it wasn't her. Took it a bit too far mason?

"Wow, and I thought I was bad. At least I never made such a Beautiful mare cry." Sombra said through the crystal.

"Sombra, your a shitty villain!" I say deadpan while trying to reach the crystal, as mason pulled it away. At this point, despite all that happened, cadence was trying to reassure shinning star, while I turned my attention to mason. "Five bucks says that bomb was meant to kill me."

"Could be, Miss stars family is a noble house, they came to me not long before the equestrians did. All they complained about was your economic system... and taxes. When I refused to change it, the quickly turned to racism, and I had the guards escort them out." He turned his attention back to cadence, his voice shifting to the more mellow first tone. "How is Miss star, anyway?"

"She'll be fine, I calmed her down." of course she did.

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