In the distance stars burned, their light traveling hundreds and hundreds of lightyears, flowing through the windows and reaching the brown Earth Pony who stood to look out the window and into space. The room was fashioned from cold stone, every inch carved out over millennia, the statue of an earth pony watched from overhead, its eyes seemed to follow you, yet were frozen in an eternal look of watchful disgust. This stone mare held a sword in her hooves, with the body of a manticore draped over her back and covering her left pauldron, leaving her right exposed... on said pauldron was a winged musical note.

The brown earth pony wore a suit of black armor, trimmed in a deep purple, his pauldrons were the same black as his armor, and draped over his torso was bone white silk. Hanging from his waist was a sheathed power-sword and a silver chain, at the end of which was a small hourglass. All sorts of Purity Seals and Holy Scriptures covered him and his weapon, like the medals on Commissar. That Stallion was still gazing into the void when the sound of a door opening caught his attention.

"Supreme Grand Master Time Turner!"

The Supreme Grand Master turned around to see a mare in full terminator armor, minus the helmet. Her fur was tan and her mane the same purple as the purple trimming her armor and coloring the violet robes across her back and flank, concealing her tail. Her armor was bone white as opposed to the black of her Chapter Master, and stuck to her waist was another sword similar to Time Turner's. her eyes glowed like a unicorn's horn, and with that light she carried a storm bolter.

"Ah, Symphony, it's you."

"My lord, our Astropath has brought news from Marecragge."

"Marecragge? What do the Ultramares want with us..."

"They bring troubling news, A marine in black armor with white pauldrons was seen outside their Fortress Monastery, her armor bore the chapter's insignia," Time Turner's face turned grim, with the change in mood Symphony responded, "And that's not all, they say her coat is white and her mane blue..." At this, Time Turner's face turned to an expression of fear and shock.

"What did they do with her!"

"They say they sealed her in their Monastery for questioning."

Time Turner simply gestured for Symphony to follow and began to gallop through the halls towards the shipyard. "Go to the Astropath and tell the Ultramares to leave her alone until we arrive," Symphony nodded and ran down another hall as Time Turner continued to the shipyard.

A door slid open and unveiled the bleak room inside. The room was truly empty, devoid of any decoration, this was once a Space Marine's private quarters, however this marine had died not too long ago and thus the room was cleared away for the next... In the meantime, it served as a good prison cell.

In walked the shape of two Space Marines. Startracker in his full armor, his face obscured by his helmet, and the Chapter Master Colgate. Inside the room was a naked Vinyl, her horn and legs shackled and chained as she simply sat there in her aura of smugness currently irradiating the room.

"So... Why are you here..." Colgate asked.

"I would love to tell you that, but there are a few problems."

In response Star Tracker's eyes illuminated in gold light, his Crozius lifted off his back in a golden telekinetic field. Raising his weapon to the sky he threatened to crush the unicorn's head.

"Come on... Why waste a perfectly good prisoner when you can interrogate her, get some information out of her, then kill her!"

Enraged by Vinyl's arrogance, he swung his Crozius, only to stop mid-air when its head became enveloped in a blue telekinetic field coming from the Chapter Master. Star Tracker struggled, but his grip wasn't as strong as Minuette's

"Ok... What are these 'Problems'"

"Well, just the fact that if you found out you would kill me, which would be very, very bad for the galaxy at large... Plus, there are some ponies out there who wouldn't hesitate to kill every single one of you if you learned some things you would be better off not knowing.

An awkward silence filled the room as a smug prisoner, a very, very angry chaplain, and a collected yet distrusting chapter master, contemplated what to say next. "Fine then, we'll just leave you here until the Arcane Angels arrive... Then we'll talk" At this Vinyl's eyes went wide and she attempted to struggle out of her chains, "... I'm particularly curious about these 'Ponies who would kill every single one of us'"

The two marines who had interrogated her, poorly, had left, the door closed, and the room became enveloped in blackness again, "Well... I can't stay here for much longer." The room filled back up with light as a purple glow flowed from out the Vinyl Scratch's mouth. Held in her teeth was the purple gem that had once been in the hilt of her sword, it glowed with a light that distorted the space it touched, causing the entire room to seemingly shimmer and warp. Several flashes of light blasted apart the shackles that held her to the wall, breaking the inhibitor on her horn. Finally her entire body flashed and vanished, leaving molten and shattered chains where a pony had once been.

The air inside the armory distorted as an otherworldly weight grew and grew at the center of the room. A flash of purple light exploded outwards from this weight and inside materialized an armorless White Space Marine. Robed ponies around two thirds her size stared in shock and horror, the Ultramare's armory erupted into chaos as Chapter Serfs ran in all directions, screaming as they went.

"That could have gone better, at least-"

A door on the far side of the armory slid open through which walked three fully armored Marines, and upon seeing the white mare standing in the center of the room, they scrambled to grab the nearest heavy weapons they could find, just so happens one of those was a Multi-Melta.

"I should really just stop talking..."

Vinyl ducked behind a pillar and observed her surroundings, with little time to think she ran back out in the hall and jumped, without armor she could jump far higher than the average pony, she managed to grab a hold of the arch above her and clambering on top she ran. The Ultramares took notice and fired, with the Gem still in her mouth her eyes lit up and a magical shield formed, the gem crackling with magic, bolter rounds detonating on contact, each shot causing the shield to flicker.

She panted as searing heat flow in through the shield, she reflected a multi-melta blast and that deflected blast was now tearing apart the crystal ceiling, causing chunks of super-heated crystal to rain down through the armory, killing chapter serfs but doing nothing to the marines themselves. She saw a black, white, and purple suit of power armor on the other side of the room, sitting on one of the pedestals below. As she jumped towards her armor a blast from the multi-melta narrowly missed her, instead it vaporized a Servitor currently doing its job, that being to clean the armory, most of which was searing hot and/or molten quartz at this point.

Within seconds she rammed her hooves into the armor's legs, then levitated the front of the breastplate up, covering her chest. Before she had time to get the back half of her armor equipped, the marine with the multi-melta fired. The shield broke, unable to resist a direct hit, but Vinyl was alive, the shield holding on just long enough to block one last blast. With the melta-gun out of ammunition, the Ultramarine rammed a spare gas-canister in, prepared to fire, within that time Vinyl readied her pistols and took cover behind a nearby pillar, but even with the pillar there was no way she would survive a direct hit.

Vinyl fired her pistol at the marine's weapon, hoping to disable it, that very moment the Ultramarine pulled the trigger with her Celestian. The melta-gun was moments away from burning a hole through the pillar and the marine behind when a ball of super-heated plasma ran straight down the barrel, the resulting explosion tore a massive hole in the center of the armory, the marine carrying the melta was vaporized in an instant as the two next to her were simply flung in either direction, crashing into the walls and causing shards of crystal to fly in all directions. Vinyl remained unharmed, protected by her pillar. Before the Ultramarines could get back to their hooves, Vinyl dawned the last of her armor, and with her sword safely mounted to her back, disappeared down a corridor.

"Death to the xenos!"

"Push these Birdbrains back!"

"Damn griffon scum!"

Cries of battle mixed with the sound of lasgun and lascannon fire, the squawking and screeching of griffons and the sounds of gunfire all blended together. Metal pellets that could be barely described as 'bullets' flew in all directions, peppering the sandbags and the ponies behind, cutting through their uniforms, although they caused more pain than casualties. The ponies wore brownish yellow uniforms and brownish grey helmets and boots, respirators and gas masks over their faces. Lasguns mounted to their saddles fired blast and blast, tearing apart the hoards upon hoards of birdbrains charging their position, yet for every one that fell two more took their place.

One pony out of ammo grabbed a bayonet in her mouth and ran down a griffon, the bird firing randomly in her general direction before getting a knife to the eye. A griffon in rudimentary power armor crafted from scrap metal tore a bloody scar into the pony lines, but his assault was ended when a blast from a lascannon tore a searing hole through its chest. A griffon walker, more resembling a four-legged tin can than anything else ran forward, the numerous gun-holes along its body firing streams of iron, lead, copper, and anything else the griffon's bullets were made from, in some cases wood... The griffons just kept coming, but the Imperial Guard held the line. The battle in the air was just as fierce, birdbrains in mid-flight shot and chopped at pegasi, some hovering in mid-air, while others partook in dogfights leaving the corpses of griffon and pony alike raining down on the carnage below.

A particularly big birdbrain came trotting into the battle, a pair of massive twin-linked cannons on both sides of its body, firing massive slugs through the guardsmare's lines, it's claws erupting in blue electricity and tearing apart the hulls of burned-down tanks, slaughtering the ponies cowering inside. The Warbird continued to tear apart ponies by their hundreds, but it fell when an orange streak flew through the sky, impacting the bird right in its chest... At first, this streek was mistaken to be an artillery shell, but as it raised a bloody griffon's heart to the sky in a steel claw, a claw remarkably similar to the griffon's, the guard erupted in cheers and cries of victory.

The monster's heart was held in a steel and brass claw, that claw mounted to the left foreleg of a pony, her fur a burning yellow and her mane a fiery orange. This pony wore the uniform of a Commissar, but underneath was the best armor anyone in the guard could ask for, tied to her back was one of the best weapons available, a storm bolter. She looked over her Iron Legion, a red cybernetic eye glowing with pride and rage, she raised her wings into the air and took to the skies, descending further into the griffon's hoard.

With their commander came the reinforcements, Manticores rammed their way through the hoard, lasgun fire felling the hoards of birdz, while the big lascannon on top slaughtered hakz with little effort, from out the backs of these armored personnel carriers came guardsmare after guardsmare, as they fought the griffons in close quarters combat, and then came the fire, as guardsmares wielding flamers came to back up their friends and allies. The roaring engines of pinkamenas could be heard over the battlefield, bolters and cannons destroying the griffon's assault, forcing them to fall back, and as they watched, the guard erupted in cheers, the cavalry had come, the griffons were routed.

But there would be no retreat for the griffons today, overhead the sound of aircraft were heard, the screeching of plasma-engines. Suddenly a massive aircraft, more closely resembling a flying brick rather than an actual aircraft, came out of the smoke-filled skies of armaregeddon, all of its weapon systems firing at full auto. It came to a stop just overhead, the griffons fired at it with everything they had, but nothing short of a dedicated anti-air system, nothing could lay a scratch on its ceramite armor.

It landed on the ground and out marched Space Marines, fully armed and armored Space Marines. Their armor was painted exactly like their gunship, pale grey and bright vibrant pink, the head of a very angry mare with the fluffiest mane anypony could ever hope for serving as their insignia. In the lead was a mare, white fur and yellow maned, with wooden planks and logs covering her armor like trophies. "Timberwolves! Tonight we will party over the Birdbrain's broken corpses!" She shouted over the battlefield, as the Guardsmares stared in awe.

Author's Note

Knowing what I have planned next, I feel really sorry for any Space Wolf fan out there, but then again I feed off your suffering...