Author's Note

Sorry for the late update been busy.....okay that's a lie I was struggling through a writer's block for this story and Dropped into Equestria. Anyway, hope you enjoy it and remember to Drive it like you Stole it!

War Room

“War does not determine who is right - only who is left.” Bertrand Russell

Time………Unknown
Location…..Unknown

“Andine,” Taylor's said softly trying to get the young changelings attention. She had been out for a little over three days going on to the fourth if the window was any indicator. Over the past days, Taylor had noted the routine of the guards. From sundown to sun up there would be a bat looking creature, and from sunup to sunset, it would be replaced by one with a horn. Cautiously looking towards the cell gates, Taylor slipped out of his restraints and made his way over to his cellmate. Looking over the changeling carefully he could see the signs of extreme starvation. Her skeletal structure could be seen just under the skin. Sure he made sure to slip water into her mouth so dehydration wouldn't be a factor.

“Monsters,” Taylor said under his breath before leaning over and placing his ear near her nose. He could hear air moving at a steady pace letting him know Andine was still alive if just burly. Being careful to make as little noise as possible Taylor got back to his side of the cell and made it look like he was still shackled. Knowing that she wouldn't make it the day at her current state Taylor came up with a plan of escape.

Taking a deep breath he looked back to Andie and called out for a guard. In no time did he hear the familiar footfalls of the guard station in the dungeons. Keeping his gaze up he waited for the guard to stop right in front of the cell door. Standing at a height of 5’11 the guard dressed in gold plating held a large spear nearly as tall as him tipped with a silver piece of metal meant to pierce flesh as it was air. “What is it you want human?” he said with distaste.

“I-I’m ready to talk with your superiors if you would let me. I’ll tell them everything.” Taylor lied through his teeth.

“ Well then,” the guard said as he reached for the keys and opened the cell door with a rousing clank of metal gears turning. Waiting patiently Taylor held his hands behind his back just biding his time until the guard was right in front of him. In his mind, it seemed the guard took ages to enter the cell as adrenaline surged throughout his body. Time seemed to slow down as the guard came closer to him as his muscles tightened getting him ready for his next move. Then, with the guard next working on the chains connected to the wall, Taylor made his move. Quickly getting up and behind the guard, he wrapped the chain around the guard's neck. With a quick motion, Taylor turned around leaving the guard to try and pry off the chain as he was held in the air on Taylor's back. Flipping the guard on the floor a loud snap could be heard as the guard's neck was snapped due to the Sir Isaac Newton. Leaving the motionless guard on the floor, Taylor knelt down next to the dead guard and grabbed the keys from the guard followed by his armor. He began to check the dead guard's body for anything of use. Taylor found only a bag of coins and a picture showing the deceased guard and what he could only presume to be his daughter and wife. Putting the picture back and pocketing the small bag Taylor made his way back to Andine and worked off her chains.

Working her body over his back, Taylor used some rope that was outside the cell to secure Andine to himself. Checking to ensure the rope was tight, Taylor made his way out of the cell and looked into the adjacent cells he had passed and found more like Andine. A bug like in appearance and gray features looking in the other cells around them each one held one or two of them. Each one of them held a look of complete and utter defeat along with the viable signs of starvation. Some could be nothing more than skin and bones at this point but Taylor knew he couldn't do anything for them and pushed on.

_-_-_-_

Location…..Andrews Air Force Base
Time……....0000hrs 10 minutes Prior to US Retreat

“Princess we’ve checked and gathered the dead as you asked and well…. We’ve lost Sir Spike of Ponyville,” A knight said as he bowed to Princess Luna who was currently overseeing the retrieval of all those killed in the explosion.

“Have you sent word to my sister about his passing,” Luna asked evenly while the moans of wounded filled her ears while the scent of burning flesh and other things filled her nose. To her, the scent was nothing new but to some of her subordinates, it was enough to make them hurl.

“Yes we have your highness and she has yet to send us her reply,” The knight replied.

“I see, in any case, make sure to send word to the elements that we’ve taken this castle and will send support to take the rest of this kingdom.”

“At once your highness.” The knight replied as he stood up from his bow and took to the sky.

“It would seem we have miss calculated our adversaries strength sister,” Luna said as Celestia appeared beside her in a flash of light.

“You would be correct there sister, but we’ve managed to drive them out of this new land. Now, we can call forward the second wave and secure our new kingdom sister of mine.” Celestia said as she stood with her arms crossed under her bust drawing more attention to her. “By daybreak, we shall have this our new kingdom, and I have news of those things we have to gather from our time here.”

“Are you talking about the small black boxes?” Luna asked while Knight and medical mages came to and fro with injured that were excavated from the rubble.

“Yes, it would appear they are a means to communicate across great distances,” Celestia said as she pulled out two of the small device. “They are called iPhones, strange names but they are stylish don't you think sister?” Celestia asked as Luna looked over the iPhone in her grasp.

“I would say so sister,” Luna replied while pressing the small button on the front of the device prompting a small voice to speak up.

“Hello, Gaby.”

“So, this device will allow us to communicate over a great distance?” Luna asked as she gave Celestia back the black box. Celestia took hold of the small device with worry.

“Something is troubling you sister isn't it,” Celestia asked while looking at Luna searching for a clue to what it was.

“We’ve lost our dear friend Spike,” Luna said softly getting a subtle nod from Celestia. “My Therestrals have all been killed in the taking of this castle. We’ve lost more than we’ve gained in this fight and the level of their weaponry.” Luna stood quietly as she turned away from her sister and looked to those gathering and cataloging the dead. “Sister I fear we may have bitten more than we could chew.”

“Luna, you are not doubting our armies now, are you? We’ve to lead them through countless battles and have always come out as the victor.” Celestia stood next to Luna placing her hand on Luna’s shoulder reassuring her. We may have lost an important friend but we must hold strong for those in our charge.” Adding pressure to Luna's shoulder Celestia looked off into the distance admiring the sight of their new land but could see three white streaks falling from the sky. Following the objects as long as she could before they disappeared. Not even a second past when the sound of earth being shattered filled their ears like a distant rumble that was then followed by three clouds rising from the earth.

“Sister we cannot keep fighting,” Luna said as she and Celestia looked on in horror of what had just happened. Without a second thought, Luna took to the sky spreading her large wings and heading to the direction of the three large plumes of the earth. Leaving Celestia to gape at what she had just witnessed.

_-_-_-_

Opening my eyes and peering into the alien sky I felt a sense of dread. We weren't the only ponies capable of massive destruction. We were not the only one to command the Day and Night. We are not the gods of this world nor are we going to come out of this unscathed. Looking into the alien night sky; pillars of brown seemed to touch it. Reaching out my arm I felt something off; no something was wrong. I could feel my arm moving, but at the same time, I couldn't see it. Turning my head to my right arm, I saw a bloody stump of what it used to be. Bone was broken and exposed while flesh torn apart as if a bear had come and gnawed it off. Looking at it I should feel pain right, but I felt nothing. Changing the focus of my attention to my other arm, I could see my fingers, my hand. Pushing myself up on my right wing I was surrounded by the sight of pure devastation, bodies laid across the ground most in pieces while others were just missing a limb or two. It wasn't until I looked down did I realize just how bad my situation had been. My enchanted armor was in shambles. My legs were missing as blood pooled around me joining the streams of crimson. Feeling light headed I laid back down and turned back to the moon. “Sorry girls looks like I will not be making it this time.”

_-_-_-_

Location…..North bound on Farm Creek
Time….0030hrs

“Holy shit,” Jack said under his breath as he Thomas and Kelly looked on as the clouds began to dissipate. “Mitchell must have gotten the all clear from the president to call that in on the mall.”

“You’re not lying jack,” Thomas replied as the truck came to a stop near a dock. “Tim you there?”

“Yeah I’m still here Thomas, everyone is asleep,” Tim replied over the radio. “I am a bit surprised that they slept through a kinetic strike.”

“Did they?” Jack said over the radio. “Man and I thought I was a heavy sleeper.”

“I wouldn’t blame them it's been a rough day. Anyway, let me know if something goes wrong. We’ll try to get to you guys as fast as humanly possible.”

“Got it Thomas and take care,” Tim said before cutting his mic.

“So, should we nab a boat and cross the bay or not?” Kim said changing the topic.

“Yeah, that would be a good thing to do,” Thomas replied as they began to walk towards the water's edge were a small motorboat sat as it rose and fell with the light waves.

“I just wonder how many died in that strike. I mean that was in the direction of the mall were the civeis were being evacuated from right?”

“I don’t even want to think about that,” Kim replied as she looked over the engine of a small wooden boat. “Figured,” Kim sighed as she slung her rifle back. “ We need to fill the tank up and get new spark plugs if we want to use this thing.”

“On it Kim,” Thomas replied. “Jack you get something we can use to funnel the gasoline from the truck to the boat. I’ll grab the spark plugs from the truck and see if we could use those.”

“Roger that Tom,” Jack said as he walk away from the group and to a nearby barn that was adorned with scorch marks and dried blood. Keeping his M268 SAW leveled Jack moved in the barn as he activated a flashlight on his shoulder lighting the way in front of him. Looking about the old barn Jack could see everything you would expect from a barn built by the waterside. There was an old metal fishing boat suspended in air by a few ropes and chains. Wooden boxes stacked up against the wall with little hinting at what the contents would hold. Fishing memorabilia was strung over some of the rafters. As a large net hung from the ceiling swaying lightly from the wing that founds its way in from the large opening that leads into the water. Turning his attention to the wooden boards under him that creek and groaned to his weight he could see a few spent brass casings letting him know that there was a fight here, but the lack of blood and bodies bothered him. Pushing on Jack set aside his weapon and began to rummage around looking for a hose, funnel, and possibly a gas can. Stopping at a few metal boxes Jack knelt down and began to search each one. “Crap….Useless crap…..Rat crap literally….Oh, a porn mag from the Queensland don’t mind if I do.”

“Put it back Jack,” Kelly's voice sounded over the radio getting Jack to laugh a bit at his own joke.

“But moooom I found it in Tommy's room,” Jack laughed as he picked up his weapon and left the old boxes alone.

“In that case keep it and show it to Angel I’m sure she would have a few questions for him,” Kelly played along.

“Ohhh I think she's on here too!” Jack laughed.

“I take it you have found something useful, Jack?” Thomas asked as the sounds of ceramic hitting metal followed Thomas voice letting them know he was getting the parts needed from the truck.

“Not a single fucking thing Tom,” Jack replied as he shined his light on the walls and ceiling of the barn when something caught his eye. “Oh, jackpot.”

“Take it you found something now,” Kelly said over the radio.

“Yes mom I did and get Tomy over here too I think I found an answer to your janky motor.”

“Hey this janky motor is going to get your sorry ass across the river,” Kelly shot back.

“Jack I think you are making mom mad,” Thomas laughed as the sound of a hood being slammed shut echoed into the barn. That was then followed by an uneven pattern of boots on gravel. “Well, we’re here Jack and,” Thomas stopped and looked at what Jack was shining his light on and whistled “ yeah that will solve our problem of getting across the river,” Thomas said as he looked over the box Jack had found. “Think it has fuel?” and on cue, Jack shined the light back to the metal boxes he was looking through earlier. Sitting next to the dull box stood a gas canister. Walking over to the canister Thomas gave it a light kick getting a low thud from it letting him know it still had gas inside. “Well, shit I always wanted to do a boat insertion.”

“And be like the seals?” Kelly laughed as she walked into the barn “sure they may be good but they aren't that good or the JSF wouldn’t have been made.”

“Hey, I was a seal for 10 years before joining up with the JSF,” Jack said sounding hurt.

“And now we know why you Joke so goddamn much it takes a special kind of special to stay 10 years with those kinds of people.” Thomas laughed as he slung his rifle around to his back. “Okay, enough at poking fun at the seals. We need to get this boat in the water and get a move on.”

“Fine but I call driver!” Jack said as he passed Kelly his L.M.G and helped Thomas push the metal box out of the barn and towards the water's edge. “So, which one do you think it is?”

“What do you mean which one as long as it floats and has a motor what more does it need to be?” Kelly replied as she kept pace behind the two keeping her eye out for anything that might pop out.

“Never mind,” Jack sighed as Thomas patted jack on the back laughing a bit.

“Sorry man but not all of us are interested in the zodiac specs and the like.”

“Yeah, I know it's a curse really,” Jack replied as they neared the water's edge. “Well, let us stop and inflate the thing so we can check it out and see if the engine works.”

“Got it and Jack it's an FC 470 Zodiac Milpro,” Thomas replied as he opened the container and pulled out the rubber cylinder with Jack's help before grabbing a somewhat small gas cylinder and setting that aside. “Okay, Jack help me get this engine out,” Thomas asked as Jack and him grabbed onto a somewhat large bag. With a grunt the pair managed to pull the bag out and slowly put it down on the wet silt of the ground but before they could continue their work Kelly tackled the two to the ground.

“Shut it,” she hissed and pointed to the sky before Jack and Thomas could shout at her. Following her hand Thomas and Jack caught a glance at a woman in a flowing white dress racing across the sky with a pair of large white wings. When the woman was far enough Kelly got up from the ground and helped up her friends.

“Well, Thomas it looks like you were right they do appear to become from this way,” Kelly said while she brought out her GPS and got her bearings. Then, grabbed a pair of binoculars from her hip and looked off in the direction the wing woman flew. It wasn't long till Kelly slipped her binoculars back on her hip that she looked back to her GPS and hummed to herself.

“I know that look Thomas and we should hurry before she’s ready,” Jack said as he knelt down and tossed the Gas canister to Thomas who caught it and began to unroll the rubber cylinder.

_-_-_-_

“Oww my head” Twilight groaned as the taste of iron in her mouth was prevalent. “Spike get me a coffee please.” She whined and pressed her hands to her temple to try and tame her raging headache, but quickly noticed her hands had been cuffed together along with what looked like a chain leading off from her arms to her ankles. The lighting in the room she was in was a low red making it somewhat difficult to see around her but still offering her enough of her vision to take in her surroundings.

In the red glow, Twilight could see Pinkie pie fast asleep if her chest rising and falling in a slow rhythmic pace was any indicator. Smiling a bit knowing her friend was alive Twilight turned her attention to Rarity who was in front of her and like Pinkie Pie, she was fast asleep leaning up against the metal walls.

Shing in defeat Twilight leaned her head up against the cold metal wall behind her and could hear a faint murmur of speech approach. As she began to notice the walls around her and even the bench she was sitting on was vibrating ever so slightly. She didn't know how long she had been in this metal box but when the vibration finally stopped. She could hear the murmurs of speech turn into muffled shouts along with the sounds of groans from monsters she could only guess or conjure up in her mind. Feeling the muscles in her body contract and adrenaline filled her body as she readied herself as three loud bangs echoed off the walls and assaulted her sense of hearing. Promoting a stir from Rarity and nothing else. It wasn't long after that did something happened. A thin line of white light began to grow as the red glow of the room shut off leaving the expanding light to grow and dominate Twilight's vision. Blinding her as she turned away wincing to the pain that the light caused her. From there she felt the chains tightened as she was yanked from her seat and dragged to the floor. Before she could get her bearings again, her eyes were assaulted by a rapid flashing of light while her eyes picked up shouting and loud clangs of what she could only presume to be metal banging on metal began their assault on her hearing.

“What get me out of these shackles you heathens!” Twilight heard Rarity shout over the noise that flooded her mind which was then followed by Pinkie Pie screaming something incoherently fast. Only to be silence and then all that was heard was muffled shouts.

“Staff Sergeant these three to the holdings rooms and ensure that they make it there in one piece, Got it!” a woman shouted prompting a man to shout back an affirmative as the sounds of boots hitting tarmac filled the air.

“Well, what are you waiting for? The major gave us an order marines now move your asses!”Another female shouted this time getting Twilight's full attention.

Looking at the woman who she could only guess was their leader as she stood still with what looked like a larger version of the black brick she saw back in the war tent. It wasn't long till her world was shrouded in black as a dull smack could be heard silencing Rarity who was shouting and struggling against two of the ‘marines’. Feeling two of the marrins stand on each side of her Twilight allowed them to lead her as another walk in front of her and grabbed the chain that connected her restraints together. From under the hood her eyes were all but useless forcing her other senses to pick up the slack.

She could hear more of the loud monsters clearly followed by loud cracks and more shouting. Yet that all seemed to change as a loud noise was heard causing all to stop even those who were guiding her to only Celestia knows where.

“Is that?” one of the Marines said in a low voice.

“Yeah I think it is, but why do you think he’s even landing here?”

“The hell if I know man.”

“Alright, you two let's get these three to holding.” Another voice spoke up before more voices spoke up.

“You guys think you can take this one as well?”

“Uhmm, sure thing and wow she's light man the fuck?”

“Same thing I thought and do me a favor get her a change of clothes I think she made a mess of herself on the way here.”

“Yeah, I’ll get a nurse on that.”

“Good,” the voice said before the chains of Twilights restraints became tight again as they moved on their way. Before long Twilight heard a small hiss as a cool wind hit her sense causing her to shiver a bit in her furr.

“So, the president will be talking to them?”

“Yeah, these are the ones.”

“Do, you think it's a good idea to leave them in the same room as him? I mean come on you've seen the videos of what they can do. The white one can make fucking repears apperar from nowhere for shit sake!”

“I know and I don’t like it but the General has already put safeguards in place for that very reason.”

“Yeah, like what?”

“Like I'm going to say with the four of them with us you idiot.”

“Still.”

“Just shut up and open the doorman. You’re beginning to sound a lot like my ex.”

“Yeah whatever just… just hurry up and set them up in here. The other one will be transferred to this room shortly.” a new voice said a bit defeated.

“Whats up with Tina she’s normally such a bitch but now she seems lost.” Twilight heard one of her capturers say. Before she was forced onto a metal surface and the sounds of metal clashing against one another filled her ears.

“I don't know man just don't push her she hasn't been the same since the 35th came back from paris.”

“Hey, you four ladies done with the prisoners yet? I have medical on their way here and I don’t think they would like having you guys around undressing them with your eyes.” Another voice spoke.

“Yeah, whatever not like I'm into these furry sluts anyhow.”

“Speak for yourself man a few shots of tequila and I’ll gladly take the yellow one to bed with me.”

“Cole.”

“Yes, Chrisspy?”

“Shut the hell up and finish with the restraint or I'm making you run around the base with a PD6 loaded with airsoft pellets to shot at you every time you slow down.”

“Man I just can't have any fun with the aliens that killed a bunch of civilians hu?”

“Dude, what the everliving fuck is wrong with you?”

“Hey, these bitches are what we can tell are the fucking leaders of whatever the fuck killed those civilians back at the mall and the loss of Andrews. So sorry if I don’t think these things deserve human dignities in the slightest. Hell if it were up to me I say let's just killed these bitches and march right on back to the mall with their bodies dangling from the muzzles of the tanks and fucking light these ass holes up with karossen.”

“Lieutenant you will shut the fuck up or whichever deity you believe in so help me. I will have you demoted back to PF1 faster than you can blink. Do I make myself clear!”

“Sir yes sir!”

“Good now finish up and return back to your duties. WE are JSF soldiers. WE are not fucking animals. WE do not sink to the level of our enemies got it.”

“Sir!” the male voice shouted as the metallic sound seemed to stop completely.

“Good, now dismissed.” The sounds of rubber and stomping on tile filled Twilight's ears and faded out.

“You guys just have no idea how badly half the people here want to kill you or worse.” A male voice spoke softly before Twilight's vision returned to her causing her to blink as light assaulted her vision for the third time to date.

With her eyes readjusted Twilight could finally take in her surroundings. Looking to her right she could see her friends in their various states of sleep. Pinkie Pie looked sound asleep while Rarity had her mane disheveled but, what really caught her off guard was the fact that both of them and even her weren’t wearing their armor. Instead they were all in a white shirt modified to fit them along with long white pants but, their feet were bare. The sight and thought to what might have happened to them was unnerving.

The rest of her vision was dominated by sterile white walls and a mirrored surface to the left wall. In the very corner of her view Twilight could barely make out two of the figures they call Joe Boys back in the building she was taken from standing tall with their weapons held in their grasp just waiting for her or her friends to do something. If anything they were begging for her to do something. Turning her attention to the other side of the room she saw two other Joe boys and Applejack in the seat to her right fast asleep as well. Her heart felt a bit at essay knowing she was here along with Fluttershy who was sitting next to her but something was off. Instead of two bright yellow wings on her she was missing her left wing. Leaning back in her seat she could clearly see the bandaged left stup.

In pure rage Twilight began to struggle against the chains of her restraints “What have you done to Fluttershy!” Twilight shouted as the one door that lead into the room crashed opened before another four Joe boys entered the room weapons drawn and aimed on Twilight.

“We haven't done anything to your friend if anything she was saved by my men.” A gruff male voice spoke as a 5’11 man with short hair and in the same uniform as the others; green with a few stripes of black and lighter areas walked into the room.

“General sir, we’ve done as you asked and have notified the medical team on hand here.” a voice said from behind twilight.

“Good,” the man replied as he laid down a rectangular device on the table that lit up with photos as the man sat on the other side of the table. “You and your friends here are something else.” he said calmly as he moved his hands across the table sending more and more images towards twilight. “In less than 10hrs you've managed to drive most my men out of my nation's capital. In the olden days that would be cause for surrender, but not as of late. I will give credit where credit is due.” The man then taped on the table again and a new file opened up a few flicks of his hands an image was sent in the direction of each of her friends. Looking at the images closely she could see their names under each of them yet something was strange about the words. They looked exactly like the equestrian alphabet.

“That's...That's impossible!” Twilight shouted waking up her friends and getting the Joes in the room to point their weapons at her and her friends.

“Wha..Whats going on?” a posh voice said weakly.

“Ohh m’a head.”

“Is it morning already?”

“NOOO PLEASE STOP NO MORE PLEASE NO MORE!” Fluttershy shouted thrashing about pulling against her chains. “Please just stop,” she whimpered.

“Fluttershy!” the girls shouted looking at her seeing her tear up and break down into a shuddering mess of tears and whimpering.

“What have you done to my friend!” Twilight shouted at the man who was sitting across from them; watching them.

“That's classified now then-” The man was caught off before he could continue.

“Classified my rear end!” Pinkie Pie shouted. “No one gets to treat my friend like that and live!”

“Normally I’m against such language but I’m fully with you Pinkie.” Rarity agreed as she tried to conjure up her magic but was smacked by the butt of a rifle before she could focus her magic. “How dare you hit a lady!” She shouted at the Joe behind her turning her head as far as she could.

“Hmmp, like you can call yourself a lady,” a female voice sounded.

“Why I never.”

“If you are done I'm going to ask a few question and you five will answer me.” The man said with authority as two more images popped up on the table. One photo showed a blue haired woman in simuly painted armor with a crescent moon engraved on the shoulder plates. While the other was a woman with multicolored hair in a white dress.

“Like we would ever answer your question!” Twilight challenged getting the man to lean on his elbows hiding his facial reactions. With a sigh he brought both hands down onto the table and began to type something up. When he was done he looked to Fluttershy.

“Fluttershy was it,” The man said making the girl winche just to her name. “Who are the women in the pictures?” he asked as the photos moved from Twilight to Fluttershy.

“Don’t answer him Fluttershy he can’t do anything to you.” Rarity shouted.

“Don’t listen to him Sugar cube.” AppleJack followed. “They can't hurt you I won't allow it.”

“I...I” Fluttershy whimpered.

“Fluttershy would you like to tell your friends what happened to you before you woke up?” The man said flatly.

“What do you mean before she woke up?” Twilight demanded.

“What is he talking about Fluttershy?” Pinkie pie asked concerned.

“They shocked me to get your names and after that, they tried to….they tried to drown me!” Flutter broke back down into tears. “They..they know our names..what the elements are and..and I'm sorry girls!”

“I will kill you!” Pinkie shouted as the sound of metal snapping was heard. In a blur of pink Pinkie launched herself at the man but, was quickly brought back down as a zapping sound filled the room. Sending her onto the table convulsing as 50,000 volts surged through her body.

“Now, one last time who are the women in the photograph.” The man spoke evenly while Twilight, Applejack and, Rarity looked at one another. “If you don't tell me now I will have what was done to Fluttershy done to you three as well.”

Twilight looked at her friend trying to get an answer from them hoping one of them had a plan in mind but from what had happened to Pinkie pie she doubted it. “What do we get if we tell you?” Twilight asked.

“You are in no position to be making demands but if it makes you feel better you get a cell three square meals a day and 20 armed guards aiming at your heads.”

Twilight felt her mouth dry up.

“How do I know that you won't just kill us if we don't tell you?.” Applejack spoke up as she looked at Fluttershy with a worried look.

“Because if I wanted to have you guys killed do you think I would be talking to you four right now?”

Applejack looked to the man and looked for a sign that he was lying. After a few moments, she looked to Twilight. “He's telling the truth…it’s up to you Twilight…” All attention was now on Twilight and her response.

“I...They are...These mares are…” Twilight began to stammer. “The one in blue is Princess Luna and the one in white is Princess Celestia.”

“Princess hu?” the man asked intrigued. “Are they you political leaders?”

“Yes,” Twilight replied.

“And which one of these two ordered the attack on my country.”

“Both of them.” Twilight replied just as a knock was heard on the door. The man kept his gaze on the girls as one of the Joes present answered the door and talked to someone unseen. Their conversation didn't last long as the one who went to the door leaned over to whisper something in the man's ear. The man showed no facial cue on what it was he was told.

“Captain, have the medical team meet them in their cells and keep them separated at all times. Also have five guards watching them from their cell doors. I want 24/7 surveillance on them. If they sneeze, cough or even scratch I want to know about it. Is that understood.” The man said as he got up from the table getting the black box as well causing the pictures to fade away and the table to its normal state.

“Sir,” the guard replied as he gave the man a salute before the man walked out of the room.

“Sir, the report from the ghost squad is being decoded from the war room.” A female voice spoke as the sound of boots echoed in the halls that were lined with armed guards at varying intervals.

“Good, and any news on Freedom fighter?” The man asked.

“No sir, as of yet the situation remains the same and with most of our man power being withdrawn from the DC area it is hard to gather any more Intel on the enemy movements.”

“And what of the 14th Assault Battalion and 26th Mechanized?”

“They are holding out of the DC area awaiting further instructions, Sir.”

“Is the president in the war room?” The man asked as the two stopped by the door.

“Yes sir and he's awaiting news on the 10th Assault Battalion.”

“Thank you, Major Denison,” The man said as he grabbed his I.D card and swiped it over a sensor opening the door.

“Attention!” Someone shouted as several men and women turned to see who had just entered all of who snapped off a salute.

“At ease,” the man said.

“So what did our guest have to say, Mitchell.”

“They confirmed our suspicions those two women the blue one code name Lua and the white one code name Solare. Are indeed the political leaders of the invader,” Mitchel replied.

“Well then at least now we have an idea on who runs the show.”

“That is true Mr. President,” Mitchell said as he shook the president's hand and looked at the main screen of the large room.

The room was filled with intelligence officers going over information every bit of data being streamed in from drones and NSA assets. Every monitor and computer in the room buzzed with activity while the officers raced from one terminal to the next.

“Now then how are the preparations for Freedom Fighter?” President Becerra asked as he turned to the main monitor to see the positions of all the JSF and army units.

“We are all set here sir all we need is the 10th as I’ve been told,” Mitchell replied as he looked over his pad. “Colonel Ihsan West report just came in. He has the 10th is on standby for deep strike and we have confirmed the locations of civilian holdouts in DC.”

“That's good,” President Becerra replied but something caught his eye on the map being displayed on the monitor. “Who is controlling this monitor?”

“That would be me, sir,” a male voice spoke as a soldier walked up next to the president. “What is it that you would like to see sir?”

“See that dot over by in Fishing Bay by Elliot?”

“Uhm yes, sir locking onto it now…... it seems to be an IFF registered to a squad from the 35th Airborne.”

“The 35th I I thought most of them were wiped out during the evacuation attempt at the mall.”

“It would appear not sir the if IFF is any indicator,”

“What's your name son?” President Becerra asked while looking over the young intel officer.

“Petty Officer Mark Fane sir.” The intel officer replied.

“Well, Mark open a line of communication with that group I want them back in the DC area to assist in the operations.”

“Uhm sir it would appear they beat me to the punch. We have Captain Thomas De’Winter on the line, sir.” Petty Officer Mark Fane said as he handed an earpiece to the president.

“Eagle to De’winter come in.” President Becerra said into the earpiece as the main screen of the room flickered before a video feed from a drone came to.

“Good to hear from you Eagle, We’ve located what seems to be the hostile staging ground over.” Thomas' voice came over the earpiece as the feed from the drone showed tents and campfires stretching over several acres of marsh and farmland. “Sir we’ve also spotted and HVT possible leader of the invading forces near the center of the camp near this sphere. We’ve been seeing more and more of these guys walking out of it possibly the way they’ve managed to get through without anyone noticing over.”

“Copy that Captina can you give me a description of this HVT you saw?” President Becerra asked as he motion for Petty Officer Mark Fane to hand over his device.

“Sir, from what we saw it looked to be female in a white flowing dress and dull prismatic color to her hair with a large set of white wings. Over,” Thomas replied.

“Sending you a data file does she look like that woman in the picture?” President Becerra asked as he typed away on the datapad.

“Give me a sec sir,” Thomas said, “yes sir that her.” The room went silent for a second as the work of all the intel agents in the room had just been done by a single team of JSF marines. “Sir, what are your orders?” Thomas' voice came in waking them up from their collective stupor.

“Captain your orders are as follows. I want this woman code name Solare captured alive and I want her yesterday. When you capture solare link up with Col. Ihsan West of the 10th Assault Battalion you will have 30 minutes to do so before I order the Airforce and NAVY to level that area. Is that understood Captain?”

“Crystal sir,” Thomas replied

“Godspeed,” President Becerra said before handing back the data pad and earpiece back to Petty Officer Mark Fane. “General have the 10th switch from Freedom Fighter to Elliott. I want those invaders of US soil ASPA. Use rods if need be just get it done.”

“Roger that Mister President,” General Mitchell said as he began to type away on his datapad. “Done and done sir Colonel Ihsan West has been given command authority of that Elliott area. Use of Kinetic Rods authorized on confirmed hostile targets and NAVY and Airforce Assets have been given their fire missions.”

“Good Have Air Force on standby for Freedom Fighter and NAVY for Elliott. We will see the light at the end of this tunnel."