Author's Note

This story is discontinued. I refuse to cancel it as that wouldn't be an entirely accurate fate to this story. It is simply unfinished.

I will be reusing the characters and names of characters such as Gattle Gun, Gameplay, Collateral Damage, Rook among other names that appear in the prologue, chapter one and two that do not belong to Kkat or Hasbro for another fic in future.

Prologue: The Return

Prologue: The Return

“The Crystal Empire has returned.”

“Hello Equestria Wasteland, it is I, DJPon3, your voice in the dark. Not that there’s much dark anymore, things are looking brighter aren’t they? Look at that sky, so blue, so crystal and beautiful, and it’s all thanks to Stable Two. If she hadn't been there, if she didn’t come out of that Stable when she did, I tell ya, we’d be in a much darker world.

“Now I’m going to get a bit excited here, so bear with me. Following the defeat of the Pegasus Enclave, and Red Eye and his goons, Gawdyna Grimfeathers, after months of planning, searching and recruiting, has founded the new nation of this wasteland, a new Equestria. The New Canterlot Republic, or NCR if you prefer.”

Three months after the Neighvarro incident, a broadcast came through on multiple channels on the radio.

“The NCR has started to grow exponentially in the past few months since the SP Towers were contested; they are now under NCR control. The NCR is expanding Fillies and Colts, and in due time, the whole of Equestria will be united once again. There is hope at the end of this tunnel everypony, just hold on a little longer. I understand it sounds like a hostile take over, but we’re coming to save you... all of you.”

They spoke of a new Government, the New Canterlot Republic, or NCR for short. Attempts at establishing Governments like this had failed in the past, and I thought: “What would make this government any different from the others? Nothing!”

Of course, I had only heard copies of the broadcast. The time between then and now hardly seemed to matter, the NCR ruled sixty percent of the wasteland by this point, yet that hold was to be contested.

I would always tell myself that the NCR would go to war and fall, just as the Equestria of old had done. Years after its founding they came north, and that was when earthquakes and strange storms would batter the wasteland. All of it coming from the north. It gained the attention of NCR scientists, apparently they thought it was a mega-spell, or some other curiosity with which they could trouble themselves over.

I wasn't there personally, the radio saw to keeping us loyal listeners updated like some pre-war television reality show.

On the night of March fifteenth, a bright light gleamed and flashed over the snowcapped Crystal Mountains, then a massive super earthquake racked the land.

My horn lit up, and my head hurt. From what I heard after the fact, many other unicorns displayed the same symptoms. An hour after, there was the loudest clap of thunder, and a spiral of rainbow light which erupted skyward. It lit up the dark land, washing away the stars and blocking out the moon.

What followed was an amazing show of lights, in the back-when times, they were called aurora, the northern lights. The beam subsided and the land fell quiet once more, but the aurora remained, and remain it would for the whole of that night.

In the morning, the ponies of the wasteland would wake to a glorious surprise. On that day, I treked over the snow capped Mountains alone, and stared out from the top of a cliff for what seemed to be an eternity. In the early mornings rays, having travelled to see what pre-war weapon had gone off that could have made that light. I saw crystals…

Towers of crystal, a wall of crystal, and a gigantic spire in the center, surrounded by quadrants of green grass and more crystal houses.

Fountains of blue, clear water, and ponies, sparkling and almost transparent going about their lives, it was as if it was pre-war Equestria, it was spectacular.

I sat down to watch over this strange new place that had sprung up overnight, pulling out my pocket radio and turned it on to DJPon3, only his voice wasn't to come out. It was the voice of a female, she spoke with nobility, and a formality not seen in Equestria in many a decade. She had a message, chilling, and threatening.

“Attention, Equestria! I am Sabrina, Queen of the Crystal Dominion, and we have returned. Do not fear us, do not flee us. We are the pillar of Equestria’s return, we are that which will save you, we are salvation, we are hope, the light at the end of the dark tunnel when other lights have gone dark and rife with horror.

“Come to us and be spared, flee from us and perish, the Crystal Dominion will ultimately decide the fate of this world.”

Then the transmission ended. I stared at my radio, frozen. My eyes shifted to what was now identified as the Crystal Dominion, and I saw then the world had become so much darker, and yet I found myself curious, drawn into the promise that this powerful new world had to offer.

Yet I never realized that my life would change so drastically, and what was already a dark wasteland would only grow darker as a storm loomed overhead.

My name is Gattle Gun. This is the story of the Crystal Empire, and the song of angels.

Fallout: Equestria

A Song of Angels