"Troopers come in? Advisor?" Boss's tenth attempt to reach the downed craft was met with static just like every other he had made in the last 5 minutes. Boss shot a look at Four-Oh and his more powerful comms relay he only shook their head.

"I've got a visual on the crash Boss." Both commando's looked up at the tree Sev had climbed to get a better view. "Southwest 2 clicks. It looks like we also have a storm rolling our way from the north looks nasty."

"Got any good news for us Sev?" Scorchs sarcastic voice cut in.

The line went silent for a moment. "There's no sign of our mystery invader."

On Scorchs location he looked back at the caravan of freed prisoners. "I guess that qualifies." He saw Rarity talking to one of the survivors. She was going around doing her best to help those who needed it.

Boss's voice filled all their comms again. "Judgement time Delta's as of right now we are cut off from command. All those aboard gunship 3 are MIA. Including the Advisor, our comms might be monitored, but regardless we must get to the crash site. If we want to finish this mission we need supplies."

Four-Oh looked at Boss than to the caravan over by Scorch. "What about the locals Sir?"

Sev butted in. "None of them will step foot back in that fort. I don't blame them, but their gonna slow us down."

"Plus we can't leave Oh-Five. She's capable, but if we lose her again, it kinda nulls the mission, Sir." Scorch added.

"Storms coming fast Sir." Sev finished as he climbed down from his perch.

"Agree'd gather everyone defensive formation no one left behind Deltas."

A chorus of "Copy" and each Delta set to round everypony up as Rarity trotted up to Boss.

"I'm guessing you gentlemen have a plan?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Your correct Oh-Five," Boss confirmed, but Rarity wagged a hoof at him.

"Please, Miss Zero-Five clearly I outrank you in some form of the hierarchy, or else you wouldn't be rescuing me with such haste." Rarity meant it in a joking manner trying to inject some light into the gloom. Boss didn't respond, and she felt like he was staring at her. Three-Eight thought about it and found out she wasn't wrong the Elements were starting to feel more and more like Jedi as time went on. She began to backtrack.

"I'm merely joking Three-Eight Sir." She chuckled, but Boss broke her train of thought with a head nod.

"It's alright Miss; we are moving out. We need to get supplies from the gunship that went down." Boss informed and Rarity's ears dropped looking remorseful.

"I hope there are survivors."

Three-Eight thought about the Princess and hoped the same. Once everypony was gathered and told the situation, they moved out. Each Delta stationed themselves on each side of the group and kept close guard. One of the Elders migrated over to Fixer and told him about the town not far from where they were heading. Fixer passed the information on to Boss. Boss plotted the next step which largely hinged on contacting or returning to Canterlot. The ever-present static of the jammer told them their new foe was not far off.

They reached the scorched hill where the ship lay amoung still burning fires and broken trees. But several boxes could be seen in tack from where they had landed.

"Well there's some good new-" Scorch let out right a solid green line of plasma winged his shoulder knocking him to the ground.
"Fier-fek!" He cursed as he scrambled to get up.

"You had to open your big mouth or'dinii!" Sev ran up and grabbed him by the collar firing at where the green fire had come from as he dragged Scorch behind a tree. More plasma fire came from several locations further ahead as the snow started falling thicker and thicker. The caravan ran down the hill away from the battle as Delta took cover behind the lush evergreen trees.

"We need to keep their fire on us and away from the caravan Deltas!" Fixer shouted over the static.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem Fixer!" Scorch yelled as most the plasma fire focused on his tree. Sev crouched and returned fire. Some of the plasma split off to focus on him. Boss moved up sprinting from tree to tree. The plasma split off again just barely missing him as he ducked behind cover. The rest of Delta squad fired moving their attention off Boss. He hazards a peek at their enemies.

Six contacts they wore green thin looking armor. Hunched purple reptilian creatures with angry yellow eyes. They wore some breathing apparatus that covered the mouth. Boss took note that their weapons could only fire a couple of times before having to cycle. One stopped to reload, and Boss popped out and shot him. Two blaster bolts to the face and the creature only roared in rage at him before returning fire. "Tough hided scumbags! Delta move to flanking positions" with a series of copies Boss took off in a sprint weaving between plasma and tree's till they lost track of him in the snow.

"Six-Two, in position man these things are uglier then Trandos."

"Oh-Seven, in position these things are just lining up to die!"

"Four-Oh, in position we'll annihilate them for what they did to the princess."

Boss crouched blaster ready. About to give the fire signal when a flurry of blue bolts came from behind the green invaders.

"That's not us Boss. One of the pilots must have survived ya!" Scorch cheered before Fixer cut him off.

"Cut the chatter Six-Two, Boss there's a massive heat source heading this way."

"Boss three o'clock look!" Sev called out, and Boss looked to his right to see something as tall as a commando. Blazing orange floated its way through the storm. With the flap of powerful white wings, that sent a mighty gale wind that had Boss covering his visor from the rush of snow. Moving his arm, he saw Princess Celestia standing in the open. The storm was blown away by her might.

The green hunchbacks now fully exposed turned to look at the Princess. One fired on instinct and time slowed for Delta Squad. They watched the plasma slam into the Princesse's chest.

"Princess NO!....No?" Scorch's cry turned to a question as the green fireball fizzled on her chest melting the golden neck piece. She looked down at the ruined piece of jewelry than to the invaders. Celestia began trotting towards the stunned invaders. Her mane caught fire with a rageful glow that bathed the area in orange light. Her hoofsteps sizzled leaving smoking holes as she advanced. Her greatsword blazed bright with heat that could be felt by the Deltas.

Her wings snapped open in the hold fire command. "You have invaded our world. You Attack the diarchy of the sun. But that is not why you die on this hill this day!" Her voice produced a physical gust of wind as she grew angry and angrier with each passing word.
"You killed Seventy-Five." She raised the flaming sword high. Her target tried to block with his rifle raised. It did little to stop the glowing blade. The plasma rifle exploded from the heat and her sword cut through till it hit the floor between the creature's legs.

Two halves fell to the wet earth, but the swords dance was nowhere near complete. The aliens were smart enough to know fear as they turned to run, scattering before the wrath of the Sun. She hopped into the air using her wings to angle into a quick dive cutting another down. She flapped her wings moving to avoid another blast. When her hooves touched the ground, she leaped backward. Stepping in front of another one who skitted to a stop. Turning to her side, she angled the blade under alien's head. With a majestic roll that lifted the Princess off the ground for a second. Her sword followed her motion cleaving the purple pimple of a head from its hump.

She turned her attention to one fleeing out of range. Narrowing her eyes she captured its legs in her golden magic and dragged it towards her. It dropped the ugly rifle trying to claw and grip the ground underneath. She drove the sword through its back twisting it till the creature went still. Boss watched eyes glued to the carnage before him. He counted two left unaccounted for when the panicked steps of one stopped near his tree. Boss looked around to see it looking back at the carnage of its kind. "Probably rethinking what an easy planet this is." Boss thought with a smile. He pointed his rifle and fired till it was dead. The sound of a sniper rifle told him the other was just taken care of by Sev.

"Not an easy planet at all..." Boss thought as ash fell from the sky in a diffrent kind of snow. A snow he was all to familiar with.

Author's Note

Ash Like Snow - (English Fabdub by geekyfandubs)

This was so fun to write.