He came from Space

A couple people have expressed dislike of the sexual acronyms for some of the organizations, and while I agree they're really dumb for a serious story I don't feel like changing them. They won't appear as much as the story goes on, I can tell you that.

Also this is the chapter that introduces a trend that will follow this story; severe language. If you're uncomfortable with 'cunt' and other select words then I suggest you do nothing, because you can't. You've been warned.

Onward!

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Chapter Five

Royalty

January 4th, 2129

Equestrian star system (unlisted)

Town of Ponyville

Citizen Marcus(Mark) James Calaway

Mark had avoided the ponies for the past few days, eager to completely avoid any sort of parties. He couldn't stand parties for the sole reason they were happy and cheerful, tools to blind you from the harsh reality that life is dismal and depressing.

When did I become such a pessimist? I was always the optimistic one when I was hunting Codename: Evil with Dick Mark mused.

Calaway stood, exiting his ship via airlock and soaring back to Ponyville with his jetpack; maybe Pinker or whatever her name was forgot about the party.

What the fuck was her name? Pinkie, that's what it was.

Marcus swooped down and pulsed the thrusters to slow his descent, jarring him in the air before he dropped to the ground in front of Ponyville's library.

Calaway opened the door and nearly shot something when a bunch of ponies yelled 'surprise'; all of them were standing under a banner that read 'welcome to Ponyville mysterious human with big muscles.'

"What the fuck is this?" Mark asked as Pinkie Pie and her friends walked up to the human.

"Were you surprised? Huh? Were ya? Were ya?" Pinkie giddily inquired, her happy-go-lucky made Mark's anger skyrocket; it took him every fiber of his being not to yell at her for being so damned happy.

How can she be so happy? Does this place not have crime, war, disease? Is it really as peaceful and cheerful as it seems? Marcus wondered.

"Uh, look I don't really like parties. Is this really necessary?" the human asked, Pinkie nearly exploded at his shocking revelation.

"Don't like parties? How is that even possible?" the pink pony wondered, hopping in place.

"I just don't. Why are you always so goddamned happy?" Mark inquired; Pinkie was darting around like her entire essence was made of pure energy.

"Whatever. Alright, listen up; I am Marcus Calaway, the human visitor. I have much work to do so if you have any questions I'll be near the door" Mark announced, leaning back against the wall near the entrance.

"Alright let's get this party started!" Pinkie yelled, music started to play and all the ponies began to mill about.

It was at that point Rainbow Dash came up to Mark, and she was pissed. "Pinkie Pie went through all this trouble to set up a welcoming party for you and you didn't even want to come?" the Pegasus whispered.

"No, but I did come" Calaway answered.

"And then you just brush everypony off. If you weren't a member of a different species I would sock you right now" Dash exclaimed.

"Enough! I have arrived, that's what your friend wanted. Don't push me, otherwise I will leave" Marcus growled, Dash gave a 'hmph' and turned to walk away.

"One more thing, Ms. Dash; don't ever threaten me again or I will put you down" the human declared.

"I'd like to see you try" Rainbow replied as she floated away.

Arrogant little cunt Calaway mused, a few seconds later his air of indifference returned to him.

The party went on like normal and, like Mark suspected, no ponies approached him; they undoubtedly had questions but were obviously too afraid of the human to approach him.

Calaway was preparing to leave when from outside came a trumpet playing a valiant fanfare, every single pony in the library turned toward the door.

The door to the library opened and in stepped a massive pony that was a mix of a Pegasus and Unicorn; she was a white color with a rainbow-type mane and tail that flowed as she walked. The Alicorn sported multiple ornamental pieces made of gold; the main chest piece featured a large purple gem. Finally the mark on the Alicorn's flank was that of a sun.

All the ponies in the room bowed before her.

The Alicorn's gaze fell on the human standing next to her. "Ah, you must be the human my subjects told me about" she said, her voice was regal and silky but firm.

"Forgive me for not bowing. I am Marcus Calaway" the human introduced himself.

"Princess Celestia, the benevolent co-ruler of Equestria. My sister, Luna, is the other" the Alicorn explained.

"I assume you have many questions?" Celestia offered, taking another step toward the human.

"Only a few. I've already gotten used to the fact your subjects talk" Mark accepted, joining the Princess as she walked back outside.

"Ponies do not talk where you come from?" Celestia asked, she wondered just where the alien originates from.

"No, they don't. That would be fucked up" Calaway answered.

"Come with me" the Princess declared, earning an indifferent shrug from Mark.

The two walked to the edge of Ponyville, the Princess's heavily armored guards close behind. They were absolutely stoic and expressionless but Mark knew at the slightest sign of hostility they would kill him.

Or die trying.

Marcus shook his head; he wasn't here to start a war against the ponies. "Tell me about yourself, human" Celestia requested, they came to a stop and turned to face each other.

Calaway sighed, feeling like he was a broken record. "I have come here as part of my assignment to chart new planets for human colonization" he explained.

"I trust you wouldn't have told your people to come here without my consent?" Celestia asked, her tone suggested absolutely no nonsense.

"Of course, Celestia. I'm not even quite sure how my species would react to a planet of talking ponies" Mark replied.

The two talked for a while before one of the guards approached, whispering something into the Princess' ear. Despite his advanced hearing all Mark caught was 'Luna' and 'Griffon.'

Celestia sighed. "Excuse me I must return to Canterlot; Luna is having some difficulty negotiating with the Griffon leader" she explained.

"Negotiating? What's wrong?" Marcus inquired; he wondered if he should mention that he knew a Griffon personally.

"Tensions between us and the Griffons have grown tense, Luna and I are doing our best to try and cool the situation before tensions get too high and spark open conflict" the Princess explained.

"Good luck with that" Calaway stated, nodding at the Princess.

"Thank you, Marcus" Celestia replied, she returned to her chariot and her guards joined her; the Pegasi piloting the chariot quickly took to the skies and soared in the direction of Canterlot.

Leaving Marcus alone in the street as dusk began to fall on Equestria.

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January 4th, 2129

Equestrian star system (unlisted)

Town of Manehattan

Gilda the Griffon

Gilda sighed as she stepped through the streets of Manehattan, struggling not to take to the skies to avoid the filthy vermin ponies in the street. She needed to stay as inconspicuous as possible for a Griffon if her plan was to work.

The Griffon rounded a corner and her target came into view; a fancy hotel designed for Griffons only.

Right in the middle of a pony city.

Gilda checked her bags, making sure their contents were still contained within. Her plan was completely deplorable by most standards and would assuredly spark a war between the Griffons and ponies, but it had to be done.

She stepped into the hotel and made her way through the crowds of Griffons in the ballroom; there were easily a hundred of her people clustered as they mingled.

Gilda approached a table at the far side of the ballroom, waiting for her partner to arrive. While she waited she looked around at all the Griffons partying and having a good time.

Party while you can, all of you will play a very important role today Gilda thought.

Sometime later her partner arrived, he was a slightly older Griffon with a trio of scars across his cheek; one of the two trophies he obtained after defeating a dragon not much bigger than him in a fight.

"Did you bring it?" the Griffon asked, his name was Darkstar.

"Yes, it's right here" Gilda answered, handing him the bag; Darkstar checked the contents briefly before returning his attention to Gilda.

"Good. You'd do best to get out of here, all Griffons will play their part but you play one of the bigger roles" Darkstar explained.

"Thanks, Dark" Gilda said, she walked back through the ballroom and headed back into the streets of Manehattan.

She was about halfway down the street when the ground floor of the hotel detonated, the explosion reaching up as far as the second floor; hundreds of Griffons killed in the blast.

The pieces had been set, all the Griffons had to do was play them right.

There was no turning back now, but in the end it would all be worth it.

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Author's Note: The bomb provided by Gilda is NOT the secret weapon mentioned in the last chapter. You won't know what the secret weapon is for a long time so just relax.

Yes, this story contains OC Griffons/Ponies. Bite me, not all OCs are shitty Mary Sue/Gary Stu superheroes capable of feats only seen in Metal Gear Solid games. My OCs will be as normal and down-to-earth as I can possibly make them. Besides, the OC Darkstar will barely play any kind of part in this story.

I fear Gilda may be out of character, but to be fair we don't know much about her except that she cares about being awesome.

I would like to thank Michael Blackburn for beta-reading this chapter.

Legal Note: Marcus(Mark) James Calaway, Dick Malone, Darkstar the Griffon, and all related characters belong to me. Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, Gilda the Griffon, and all related characters belong to Hasbro. My Little Pony belongs to Hasbro.