Invasion

Greetings reader, sit right there and let me tell you a story about Equestria, and the invasion that nearly destroyed it.

On a planet known as Earth, there is a nation, its name is Talomanza. Talomanza is the technological, financial, and military superpower of the world. This communist society spares no expense with bettering humankind, at least that’s what they say they do…

Their military is the greatest military in the world, thousands of years ahead of all the other countries, including the United States and China. With the help of their technologies, Talomanzas military has achieved what many scientists have only dreamed of…Imagine yourself in battle, and you are wounded by an incoming grenade, your leg is blown clean off. To any normal soldier, this is a death sentence. To a Talomanzan soldier, it is merely an inconvenience, for you see, Talomanza’s advanced stem cell serum, which is injected into all their soldiers, caused rapid cell and bone regeneration. In less than a minute, that leg is back and healed, although completely unprotected, but you can still fight…It must be injected every two months to maximize efficiency

Their training is unrivaled, their armory infinite, their armor impenetrable to all but their own weapons. Their success is directly related to the Plasma Industry, a technology that changes the very fabric of industry and war. It is such a powerful energy source that it would never run out in the foreseeable future. It is virtually limitless. They use it for everything, from watches, to cars, to factories, to guns…

Talomanza wasn't discovered by the rest of the world until the 1860's, and by then they already had words for guns, being Kui, and Plasma, being Rembonzo. It's actual English name is Talo-plasma, ever since plasma was discovered in other parts of the world, but being much different from Talomanzan Plasma. But from here on out, when plasma is referenced, it is Talo-plasma.

Their technology breaks the laws of physics and reason. Time machines, for gods sake, they invented a TIME MACHINE! Back in the Talomanzan year 3996, One of the smartest men to ever live in Talomanza, Colga Drak, invented the time machine, with the intent that it would only go back far enough to stop the government from changing history. The time machine itself can only go back about two months. Now, in the Talomanzan year 5269, that is still the case, and although it is not used for war, it is used to solving murder cases, when the murder takes place in the blind spot of one of their many cameras that watch the public. Many of Talomanzas great achievements will be said throughout this story, as they are important, but this was just a rundown.

There was even a war with the middle east over a matter of politics. Long story short...the middle east has now been named Iraman, and it is a Talomanzan colony...

But why would I tell you this story if Talomanza was so powerful? How could they lose, you might wonder. Well, sadly, I can't spoil the story for you. All I can say is that Talomanza was so powerful, it imploded upon itself

For 2 months now, Talomanza has been experimenting with Dimensional Rifts, which until now was considered impossible. Talomanzan scientists found the gateway, and have been spying on a particularly interesting realm. They call it Equestria…

Meet Armanii Sve, a sergeant in the Talomanzan military, who is also a weapons researcher and diplomat…he is the subject of our story, and he will define history…

Armanii is a young man, about 27, and he lives in the largest city in Talomanza, Talos-Makar. Originally, he is from an area in the southwestern part of Talomanza, a small string of islands known as the Moonshed Islands. He has been living in Talos-Makar for a little over a year now, to celebrate he has invited his best friend, fellow sergeant, Galog Ishmaam, over for a drink.

Please note that as I read this to you, much of it is translated from their own native tongue.

“Thank you for inviting me over for a drink Armanii, it’s good to see you again.”

“And you as well Galog. Tell me, how is the wife?” Armanii asked curiously

“She’s fine, we’re expecting our firstborn in 8 months. I hope it’s a girl.”

“Congratulations to both of you! Come, let’s drink to your happiness.”

“Couldn’t agree more Armanii.”

Armanii walked over to the fridge and pulled out a few cans of Coors Light from the top shelf. He immediately threw one to Galog. He opened it and nearly chugged the entire can.

“Sweet Percii, the Americans might be filthy pigs but they make a damn good beer!” Galog sighed as he laid back in his chair.

“I hear that my friend.”

They sat down and flipped on the television, checking in on the local news, and flipping channels.

“Local power surges in-“

“A new governor in Ira-“

“Talomanzan diplomat Tanzii Surk-“

“Are there military projects we don’t know about? Most likely ye-“

“Murder avoided in Smikrov today. A loc-“

Armanii turned off the television.

“There is never anything on.”

“Never is, never shall be. All we get is news, oh well I could care less.”

“At least the Americans have entertainment.”

“I find the American entertainment vulgar and offensive to my way of life.” Galog Spat, giving a dirty look at Armanii

“Whatever friend.”

Suddenly there was static blast from the hand radio on Armanii’s desk.

“Sergeant Sve, we request your presence.”

Soon after, Galog’s radio sounded from the kitchen.

“Sergeant Ishmaam, we request your presence.”

Armanii jumped up to answer his radio.

“Coordinates.”

“6-21-25-70-13-4.”

The same came across Galogs radio.

“That’s the location of the old cannery on Martz Avenue.” Said Galog with a curious tone.

“Why a cannery?”

“Don’t know, but whoever called us, they wanted it secret. Check who it was who summoned us.”

Armanii turned to his radio

“This is Sergeant Sve, I request to know the name of the officer calling us in.”

“Code 668 Sergeant.” Was the only response.

Armanii didn’t know what code that was, but Galog knew. He turned to his friend and told him that the code stood for a secret meeting and that not even he could know who called him. They left the house and locked the door, Armanii didn’t own a car, so they took Galogs, and were trying to find the old abandoned cannery.

During the car ride Galog and Armanii argued to each other about secret government plots. Galog defended it saying that there were some things the people don’t need to know, Armanii was on the exact opposite of that argument. The argument lasted till they reached the street that the alleged building was located.

It wasn’t long before Galog found it, it was a tall building, the labeling on the sign said “Reshah brand fish canning” and other than a few insects, the place was a derelict. There were 2 other cars parked near the curb, 2 long, black cars. Neither Galog or Armanii recognized the vehicles, but right now neither of them cared.

As they walked inside the large warehouse in the center of the area, they saw a large man. He was wearing a large military uniform and was decorated with medals and badges, and a large, red, Hammer and Sickle circled by barbed wire adorned the sides of his shoulders. Galog and Armanii knew this man well, though they had never met him. His name was Matoko Gritz, Master General of the military of Talomanza. Immediately, Armanii and Galog saluted in the Talomanzan fasion, which was an open palm with a thumb directly on their temple. As they stood, the Master General walked up to them and simply examined them for a good minute.

“At ease soldiers. You will not need to salute here.”

The two instantly lowered their salute and nodded.

“Come, follow me.”

“Yes my General!” shouted Galog, although Armanii was less enthusiastic about meeting Gritz. To Galog, Gritz was a war hero, the greatest soldier to ever fight and command the Talomanan armies. To Armanii, Gritz was a war criminal, responsible for the killings of many civilians during war time, which was a lot of the time. Galog followed directly behind Master General Gritz, but Armanii kept his distance.

“Come, step in here.” He said, pointed to a large furnace, which was odd since this was a cannery.

“Yes my General” they barked as they entered the furnace, waiting to see what would happen next.

At this point Armanii was thinking that he and Galog had done something wrong, disobeyed orders or something, and that Gritz himself would burn them alive. Much to his and Galogs surprise, Gritz stepped into the furnace with them, and proceeded to turn it on.

“Sir, what are you doing? That’s going to kill us.” Armanii said.

“Trust me Sergeant Sve, I haven’t even begun.”

Armanii didn’t know how to respond to that, a simple nod was all he could muster. As Gritz turned on the furnace, a large panel emitted from the wall. It said in a very robotic voice.

“Ulza Ghaque ikjuu…” or Retina identification please. Gritz extended his head to face the camera and opened his eyelid, it scanned his eyeball and sounded a large beep. Soon the floor to the furnace began to lower, and the front door shut. As the platform lowered, lights flickered on, showing a large elevator tunnel, or at least that’s what it looked like. Armanii didn’t like where this was going.

“Master General Gritz, where are you leading us?” he asked. Much to his surprise, Gritz didn’t answer, instead it was Galog.

“Do not question our general Armanii.” He snapped in his direction. Armanii didn’t like the sound of his tone, but decided to ignore it.

Soon the movement of the platform came to a halt, and a large door opened into a small room. In the middle of this room was a table and a chair, much like an interrogation room. On the ceiling was a large robotic eyeball like camera, which stared at the 3 men. In the same robotic tone as the retina scanner, its stated.

“Vozza Ghaque Ikjuu” or Vocal identification please.

Matoko Gritz looked at the two men behind him and said to them.

“Sing a song about Talomanza, soldiers.”

There weren’t many songs about Talomanza, not many people wrote songs about the nation. Suddenly, Galog burst out singing the national anthem of Talomanza, I won’t bother translating it for you now, but I can give you the first few stanzas of the lyrics. The exact words were…

O’ Talomanza, isk ziil da’shinn

Vee da-alle nosvka vilya die gallonoz!

O’ Talomanza, mikvenya sha-sheeme

Shinz ve xenetheere iin zezkatroz.

Karron Talomanza, vees kaska sheeme,

Impleza zeeska zaaron!

Iskaza zapleela vaveen dilione

Seiz Talomanza iszma zilla tazaron!

Iskaza zapleela vaveen dilione

Haasvanya capliina da-aron!

Armanii never joined in the singing with Galog, neither did Gritz, although Gritz had this peculiar smile on his face.

“Vozza Ghaque Sul, Matoko yetz mi.” or Vocal identification verified, welcome back Matoko.

Suddenly, the wall opened up to reveal a massive laboratory, with many machines and devices operating. There were many scientists wandering the halls, all in lab coats and goggles.The lab looked futuristic and odd. Armanii had never been inside a lab before. The lights hanging from the ceiling gave off a blue shine, and the walls were clean and reflective. Many passing scientists would greet Gritz in the general fashion. With a "Greetings my General" or a salute.

As they followed General Gritz through the facility, they noticed a large doorway, with by waving a card, Gritz was able to open. In this door was a little over 10 scientists, a small number to a Talomanzan science team. They noticed a few cages over on the wall.

Armani approached these cages and later discovered that there were creatures in them, very short, but odd looking horses, or ponies, he didn’t really know. One was a minty green, with a…horn? That couldn’t be right, unicorns don’t exist, it’s a mythological being…He figured then that Talomanza had developed the creation of unicorns, no small feat but still, not amazing. The unicorn just stared at him, and turned to lay down. It had a peculiar marking on its behind, a lyre, a golden lyre. He didn’t pay much attention to it. Next to this creature was another horse/pony looking thing, only this one didn’t have a horn. It was grey, with long black hair, and what appeared to be a bow tie around her neck. She was laying down, and had a peculiar mark on her behind, a musical symbol for…treble clef? He was sure someone was pulling a practical joke on someone. He started laughing softly. Soon the eyes of the pony opened, and it got up and looked straight at Armanii.

“Why are all of you insufferable things staring at me!?”

It spoke! Sweet Mystarra did that pony just talk!? Armanii flew backward and landed right on his ass, looking in amazement and horror at the thing in the cage. He looked frantically at Galog, then at General Gritz, who was simply chuckling to himself.

“You’ll be briefed on these things later Mr. Sve, and you as well Mr. Ishmaam. For now, let’s ignore these ponies.”

“Wait, I must do something first.”

He went up to the odd creature and examined it. He spoke in his native tongue…

“What is your name? Do you have a name?”

Of course that was in Talomanzan and was translated so you would understand, but the pony didn’t understand a bit of it. She looked at him with a puzzled look.

“What?”

Armanii made a mental note, whatever it was, it didn’t speak Talomanzan.

“English perhaps?”

“Now you’re making sense.”

“Good, do you have a name?”

“Octavia," She said hesitantly "what are you things going to do with me?”

“What do you mean?”

Octavia looked back at Matoko Gritz and cowered in her cage. She pointed a hoof at Gritz.

“That…that thing, back there. He took me in my sleep. I don’t know what for. I hope I’m dreaming, am I dreaming?”

Armanii took a quick look back at Gritz, then back to Octavia.

“I don’t know."

"Please...Let me out of here...I just want to go home..." she was on the verge of tears."

"I'll find out why you are here, just give me ti-"

Galog yanked back Armanii before he could finish speaking with the pony, or the other unicorn. Galog turned him to face him and barked.

“They are here for a reason Armanii, do not speak with, unknown creatures…” His voice seemed to have a dry tone near the end.

“But we can learn from them if we just…”

He was interrupted by Matoko Gritz who was now facing a very large, and peculiar device. There was a large purple oval being shot from it. Armanii couldn’t see the other side, but it looked like more of a light show than an invention.

“Soldiers, stop fighting. This is why you were brought here.”

“A hunk of metal?” Armanii said, feeling rather whimsical. Galog just gave him a dirty look.

“Not quite Sergeant Sve. This is Talomanzas greatest achievement. MR. VEDRACH! MRS. QUTIZEE! Turn this on NOW!”

A collective “Yes my general” came from across the room, and 2 scientists entered, one a short, darker man, the other a tall and rather lovely woman. Armanii caught the Mrs. Though. Damn, she was married.

“Please explain to our two soldiers what this machine is.”

“Yes sir.” He turned to face Armanii and Galog. “Gentlemen, my name is Ranzha Vedrach…this is Xelana Qutizee.”

Armanii looked at the man before him

“Vedrach, you mean THE Ranzha Vedrach?”

“The very same, I see you’ve heard of me and my machines.”

“I am well aware of them. I also know that not many of them are operational.”

Dr. Vedrach looked at Armanii with a look of disgust.

“Yes, indeed almost none of them have not been operational. Until today!”

“What is this thing doctor?”

“My friends, I believe it is better to SHOW YOU! Grtiz, when are your agents returning?”

Gritz quickly took a look at his watch.

“Right about now…”

Just then 2 ponies walked through the strange oval, playfully talking to each other, only they were speaking in Talomanzan. They left the oval like light show as it closed behind him, and they were left facing Matoko Gritz. Armanii looked at the 2 ponies and nearly fell back again.

“Those things can speak!? What matter of myth is this?”

“Relax Sergeant Sve. Agents, please stop scaring our diplomat.”

In unison the two ponies stated “Yes my General” before hitting a peculiar watch like item on their forelegs. Suddenly the two ponies morphed into humans dressed in Talomanzan Military garb. They looked and saluted Gritz. Armanii started looking at the strange watch…thing…whatever it was. He didn’t need to look for long, it was a transfiguration simulator, given to Talomanzan Special Agents, mostly those of the Black Jackal Organization, and spies.

“Gentlemen, meet soldiers Armanii Sve and Galog Ishmaam.”

“Charmed” one of the agents said in a dry tone.

“Likewise” replied Armanii in the same tone.

One of the agents walked over to Gritz, Armanii could make out what he said.

“Small things have been detected, but I believe they are ready now, it’s now or never sir.”

“Right, you two may go, have a pleasant day.”

They turned to the Master General and saluted, giving him a “Thank you sir, and you as well.” Before leaving the room. Armanii faced Doctor Vedrach, who was now fiddling around with his pen.

“Doctor, perhaps you can tell me what this is.”

“Of course Sergeant. Well, as you have seen, it is a portal, a portal to another universe, to be quite straight.”

“You mean like a…”

“Time portal?”

“Yeah.”

“Not quite Sergeant. You see, about a year ago I was contracted by the Talomanzan government to start looking into parallel dimensions. Being the smartest man in the world, I thought that such a thing was impossible. Needless to say I had no choice in the matter, but I didn’t know that I’d be working with the Chairmans own sister, Xelana.”

“So this is a dimensional transporter?”

“Portal, and yes, it is. You see, about 3 months into it, I had about given up. There was simply no way to travel between dimensions, but then I was approached by Xelana. If we couldn’t invent our own system, we would just alter an already existing system.”

“What do you mean doctor?”

“Time travel sergeant, time travel. A Talomanzan time machine rips open the fabric of time to travel back through time. So, theoretically, we should be able to use the same form of transportation to rip a hole in space, allowing us to warp through dimensions.”

“I’m not following you doctor, how exactly does this all work?”

“There are a lot of things that went into this sergeant Sve, and I will not go into the workings of this machine with you, as someone of your stature would not understand a word out of my mouth. I mean no offense.”

“No offense taken doctor. So why are Galog and I here?”

“I believe Master General Gritz can explain that.”

Gritz walked up to the men.

“Indeed. You see soldiers, for 2 months we have been researching a particular land, so far it’s the only land we know about, since the device can only open a rift to one dimension. However, for 2 months me and my soldiers have been investigating the land on the other side, and what we found was extraordinary.”

“What did you find?”

“Magic, unicorns, Pegasus, griffons. A land of talking ponies gentlemen, and they call it Equestria.”

“Equestria? Such an odd name…”

“Yes well…with the help of Doctor Vedrach and Doctor Qutizee, we’ve been developing machines for these creatures and also studying them.”

“So, those two ponies back there are…”

“research subjects, they won’t be here long.”

"Anything else?"

"Yes, we've actually been having some...issues with our plasma. And we've found that Equestria has an overabundance of natural plant life that can actually make a MORE stable form of plasma."

"Really now?"

"Indeed, It's the most marvelous thing I've ever seen."

Armanii detected a lie in Gritz’ tone, but he dared not call him out on it. Defying the Master General was grounds for immediate execution. It came as a surprise to Armanii that not only did Vedrach make a working machine, but that he had never heard of it in his research. He studied Vedrach for quite some time, all of his inventions that never really worked…How did he get this working?

“So why are we here then?” Armanii asked.

“You two are here to establish diplomatic relations with the rulers of the land.”

“Rulers?”

“Indeed, a one Princess Celestia, and a one Princess Luna. We do not know if they are fictional, as the story goes they can raise the moon and sun. We hope they are real.”

Galog’s face turned 50 shades of red, he despised royalty. To him, they deserved to die for their greedy ways, but he managed to hold his tongue long enough for Armanii to ask a few more questions.

“Princesses? Do you mean Queens?”

“No Sergeant, I mean Princesses.”

“Shouldn’t they be Queens in they rule the land?”

“We don’t fully understand it either, we plan on asking the 2 ponies that we capt- brought back that very question.”

“Why me? And why not Tanzii Surkrei? Wouldn’t he be a better candidate for this?”

Galog interrupted.

“Yes Armanii, but Tanzii is on an important mission to the United States of America, trying to get them to cease hostilities with us. Personally, I feel they should rot in Ahrmahcham, and that we should be the ones to send them there…”

Galog despised Americans. He felt they were lazy, fat, ignorant freedom lovers. Growing up, he was always happy with Talomanzas Policies. Armanii never really cared for them.

Armanii faced Gritz once again.

“That still doesn’t explain why I’m here.”

“Sergeant Sve, you are the second best diplomat in Talomanza, you’re the best we could get on short notice. Sergeant Ishmaam here is your escort, he will protect you.”

“I see, so my job is?”

“Find Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, and speak with them about diplomatic relations.”

“I see, is that all?”

“That is all.”

“Excellent.”

Gritz faced Ranzha Vedrach and quickly yelled at him to open the portal. At Equestrian coordinate of 65-12-14-17-00. Soon the machine sparked and flashed at the colorful oval appeared once more.

“We will be stationing you outside of their capital city, it is known as Canterlot. Good luck, and may Talos be with you.”

“And you as well my general.” They both responded as they prepared to enter the portal.

“Oh, one more thing, Sergeant Ishmaam may I speak to you for a moment. Sergeant Sve, he will meet you on the other side shortly.”

“Yes my general.” He said as he approached the portal. Armanii looked back and saw Gritz whispering something into Galogs ear, but he couldn’t make out what. He stepped through the portal and appeared on the other side in front of a very large gate and wall.

He looked around to take in the scenery, it was beautiful, nothing in Talomanza could compare to the beauty. The walls of the city were glowing with brightness and beauty. The colors flashed around the towers like a painting by renaissance artists. Even the view from the mountain top was stunning. He saw tiny towns and canyons and forests. "If only Talomanza had this" he thought to himself. "Talomanza would be a much more forgiving place."

Soon after, Galog emerged through the portal, with a very angry look on his face.

“What happens now?” he asked in a very dry tone, as if he was trying to forget what Gritz had told him.

Armanii looked at him and responded.

“We find our Princesses.”