Twilight Sparkle looked down at the waves rolling in on the seashore. She, along with her friends were taking a lovely seaside vacation at the town of Bristail. But strange things were afoot. Local fisherponies had been spreading stories of a strange, blue turtle-like creature walking near fishing boats, obscured by fog, and then disappearing in the mist. Also, any fishing boats that went too far out to sea, towards the open ocean, were savagely destroyed. When they limped back into port, large holes had been bitten in the sides, as if thrashed about. Fang marks were everywhere, too big for any shark. Large dents were made in the hulls as if punched by a force under huge pressure. The fisherponies continued their work, but they were scared to go too far out to sea.
"And I don't blame them." She said, breaking the fourth wall, and turning back to her work.
"Hey Twi?"
Twilight turned to Spike, who was walking up to her. As he jumped up onto the desk, he laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"The newest story all of the fisherponies are telling. Apparently the turtle monster can speak!"
"WHAT?"
"Yeah. One of the ponies said he heard it say "Mist" and right then and here there was a huge cloud of mist forming around them. He booked it out of there as soon as he could."
"Wait...if that being can speak, that means it's intelligent. That means..."
"It's an alien." Spike finished her sentence. "Of all the alien-believing numbskulls, I didn't expect you to be one."
"I'm not of the ponies who wants to capture an alien to dissect it, or one who believes there'll be a mass exodus or extinction or all that manure. I just want to make peaceful contact. So we can learn from them, and them from us, maybe."
"I can see your point. If they do exist, what do you think they'll be like?"
"Hopefully, they'll be peaceful."
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"LEAF BLADE!"
A large, leafy, gecko-like creature swung his bladed arms, cloaked in a green energy, towards his opponent, a frog-ninja like creature. The frog smiled, and then yelled.
"MAT BLOCK!"
The frog flipped up some sort of woven mat and skillfully blocked the slashes from the gecko.
"Hmm. X-SCISSOR!" The gecko yelled, and he slashed, his claws scything like a pair of scissors. The frog smiled.
"WATER SHURIKEN!"
The frog emitted a liquid, which formed into throwing stars. Using them as knives, the frog countered the move.
"Nice. Using Water Shuriken to counter my super-effective move? That takes guts, Storm!" The gecko chided.
"And this takes power. EXTRASENSORY!"
The frog's eyes gleamed, and the gecko was slammed into the wall of the arena. The gecko flinched from the impact.
