Author's Note

I went for a slightly different take on this one. I hope you'll all like this. :)

Rough Seas

Date: July 20th 4042
Time : 1125 Greenwich time
Location: Equestria, southwestern ocean
Units: U.S.I.S Naval craft: Battleship Hard knock, Destroyer Blue Star, Frigate Guiding Arm, Frigate Burning Ember, Frigate New Harbinger. 182nd fighter escort group 60X Diablo Fighter craft.

Operation Dew Drop
Primary Objective: To assault Griffin ships and disrupt supply lines to the Griffish Isles in preparation for an invasion of the islands and the three cities of Buckingham, Manechester, and Trottingham.
Secondary Objective: Draw away Griffin Naval forces from the Equestrian coasts to stretch their lines.

Successful outcome: Griffin naval line stretched and shipping lines cut.
Partial success: Shipping lines cut or Coalition naval power stretched.
Failure: Naval lines are not cut and Coalition forces remain in place.

On the horizon it would appear as a mist or a cloud was covering the ocean, slowly moving across the still waters. All was quiet except for a high wind which came forth from the cloud. To those who didn't know, it was a simple cloud, something you typically avoided. Beneath it though, the powerful engines of five large space craft kicked the water vapor up further camouflaging the purple ships. On the largest of the group the numeral WBBS32467 was emblazoned in solid white.

Blue Star: "Hard Knock this is Blue Star, unknown entities on scope thirty five miles from our position bearing Gulf Hotel X-ray 336, Yankee 458. We have an ATURD on the way to the location for visual, ETA 5 minutes till interception".

Hard Knock: "Copy Blue Star, get in an arrow head. I want Frigates up front Hard Knock in the middle and Blue Star in the back".

Blue Star: "Roger Hard Knock, entering formation".

Burning Ember: "Copy all moving to the tip".

Guiding Arm: "Guiding Arm moving to the forward left flank

New Harbinger: "Copy all, Harbinger moving to the right flank".

Hard Knock: "I want this clean gentlemen, we hit them, drop them, and draw the Coalition fleet away from the mainland".

Blue Star: "ATURD is 1 minute out, tracking it's location. ATURD has located thirty three ships which five seemed armed. Painting them now. The others are large, roughly a half mile long with large sails".

Hard Knock: "Those are exactly what we're looking for".

Blue star: "ATURD has eyes on airships. They may be flying escort. I have twelve right now. All ship are bearing Gulf Hotel X-ray 3677, Yankee 4585. Be advised that one of the airships is fucking massive. If I had anything to guess, they may be carrying arms and heavier weapons on board".

Hard Knock: "Fuck. That wasn't expected. Hard Knock to 182nd command. Get your fighters in the air. We need to stay low and the last thing we need is to get spotted and have them make a break for it. The airships may contain heavy weapons or supplies for the defenders".

182nd fighter group: "Got it. We'll scramble Diablo's to intercept and shoot them down dubbed Intercept one. The rest of us are on standby till we engage the enemy fleet".

For a moment it was just the high wind and in an instant it was pierced with explosions of thunder as four Diablos launched from their bays, into the clouds above which had begun to turn grey with another storm brewing above.

Hard Knock: "The rest of us are to close to a distance of twenty miles. Blue Star keep the Unmanned recon up there as till our boys arrive. Intercept 1, circle the airborne targets until we begin our attack on the fleet. If they begin to move away from the main force I want them destroyed".

Intercept 1: "Copy that, climbing to three thousand feet and arming weapons".

As the battle group closed on the fleet like a storm, the Diablo's flew through the grey storm clouds. Like eagles they moved swiftly and silently towards their targets unknown to the Coalition forces. Down near the water the speed of the ships increased to catch up to the fleet below. Soon a heavy fog fell over the ocean, making their cloud blend in almost perfectly. In a few minutes they were upon them, like wraiths in the night.

Hard Knock: "All ships engage targets and fire at will, sink everything".

Blue Star: "Firing cannons one through three"!

A loud explosion ripped though the air followed by another and another. Bright flashes of purple energy arched through the fog and tore through or into the ships. A moment later a Diablo broke cloud cover, it's engines on fire before it slammed into the water.

Intercept 1: "We have a Diablo down! What the fuck was that?! SHIT! WATCH THE BLUE"!

In the sky there was a flash of blue followed by multiple flashes of purple in the grey clouds. Moments later several air ships splashed into the water around them.

Intercept 1: "Hard Knock we believe they have an electric based weapon capable of frying the systems in the Diablos. It is unknown if they have more of these but it you'll see a bright blue light before it fires".

Hard Knock: "Got it Intercept 1. We're dispatching Search and Rescue. finish those ships up their quickly and get back to the ships".

Through out the fog that hugged the ocean there was flash upon flash as the Human ships fired their cannons. The Frigates quickly moved to encircle the Coalition ships and cut them off from escape, like sharks circling an injured fish. From the frigates they fired inwards while the destroyer and battleship fired outwards. This entrapped the Coalition ships in a circle of inescapable firepower. All that would remain at the end were a few survivors and the wreckage of a fleet that was nothing more than scrap. The survivors were pulled from the ocean and arrested before being put into the brigs aboard the various ships.

The Diablos landed while their comrade was retrieved and his fighter recovered to avoid letting it fall into enemy hands.

Once more the cloud moved.

Where there was once a fleet.

That fleet vanished beneath the waves.