Location: Questria, Ponyville
Time: 2 days 4 hours after beach massacre
Perspective: Bradley driver Melvin Lara, Bradley operator Marco Stain, platoon commander Roman Hahn, Colonial Army ranger Frederick Bowman, princess Celestia, princess Luna, Twilight Sparkle

"Come on Frederick, get your helmet, you don't want the guys down their to see you like this" said Roman, who gave Frederick his helmet. Frederick took the helmet, putting it on.

"Mr. Frederick and Mr. Roman, I assure that you haven't overstayed your visit. I apologize for my sister's actions, you and your country deserve much more than what you have reacived" said Celestia.

"It's fine princess, it's time we leave anyway, the air escort is here. We've been here to long now" said Frederick.

outside the castle

Both Marco and Melvin layed on the left side of the Bradley, backs perched on it in comfortable positions. They were amused by some of the looks they got from the colorful locals, some stared at them and their armored vehicles with curiosity and wonderful, while others looked at them with disdain, and hatred. It really didn't bother either of them.

"Marco, how do you think princess Marcela is doing right now? I hope she's okay" said Melvin, who looked towards the town.

"Well, she on one of the Cymrea-class drone carrier's, so she should be fine. She's probably talking to one of the maintenance crewman" answered Marco, who as well was staring at the town.

"True, she should be safe, the carriers are being escorted by 2 Oceana-class stealth battlecarrier's" said Melvin when the realization of the carriers came to him, they a second question did come to mind, "And aren't 3 Phalanx-class battlecruiser's with them as well?"

Marco sat thinking, because he really didn't know if it was true, "I don't know, but if their is 3 battlecruiser's, the more the merrier."

"True, and I do really miss the changeling's. Especially Zulu, the little guy hated when I called him cute" said Marco.

"Yay, especially Marcela and Chrysalis, they were like little adorable puppies" responded Melvin.

There conversation got attention some attention from royal guard's who strayed to close, "did you just refer to the changeling's...as cute?" Asked a guard.

"Yay, why you ask?" Asked Melvin, who got up to his feet to show the guards

"Because, their a vile race of evil bug ponies that only wish to feast upon the innocent!" The guard screamed.

"That's not what they showed us when we were helping them escape Equestria" said Marco, getting up as well.

After the guards set their eyes on the two, they finally got a good sense of how tall they were, both Marco and Melvin dwarf the pony guards by more than 3 feet.

"So Yo-you were th-the ones who helped the changeling's es-escape?"

"Yes" said Marco.

"Wh-why...?"

"Because they needed help, and my country found them in their time of need. So it was only right for my government to help"

"Bu-but there evil, they attacked Canterlot"

"If they were evil, they would've attacked us on the spot without a second thought. To be frank, they only attacked your capital out of desperation, they were starving!" Screamed Melvin.

"But they killed innocent ponies!"

"One of your leaders is trying to cause a genocide, so you're in no position to criticize!" Yelled Marco.

Soon enough, the captain heard the argument, and decided to ask the big question, "who do you think you are!"

"I'm Melvin Lara of the United States Marine Corps, a megapower with one of the largest military capabilities on the power! Now who are you!?" Screamed Lara.

"I'm Storming Light, commander of over 30 royal guard's!"

"Ha, you're nothing compared to Lt. Tristan Summers or Gunnery Sergeant Nathan Reeds, those two as of right now command 10,000 soldiers armored with the most advanced weapons in this world!" Said Melvin.

"And to make it worse for you, we're immune to your magic attacks, so you're royaly fucked!" Added Marco.

"Th-that's no-not true, you're blu-bluffing" said the commander.

"Are we really, commander Storming Light?" Marco said, putting his hands on his hips.

The pony guards stood in position, awaiting an impeding attack that wouldn't come. Though the only thing that would come where the sounds of 3 WHA-7's along with 2 FB-23 Condors that circled the town like vultures. The citizens and guard's watched the sky in terror, knowing not what these large, fast, agile creatures where, if they were living.

"Okay guys, let's pack up and get out of here, we've got to get back fo the encampment" said Roman, who walked alongside Frederick before getting into his M1A2 sep V4. Soon after, everyone got into their respective armored vehicles.

Not to long after each vehicles started up their engine's, angeling themselves towards the path that leads out of town, a few minutes after, they exited the town, unknowing of what might happen.

Location: Equestria, 50 miles out in the Manehatten coast line
Time: 3 days after beach massacre
Perspective: Princess Marcela, Queen Chrysalis, changeling guard Zulu, Cymrea-class maintenance officers second class Tobias Pierce, Oceana-class admiral Hugo Olson, 3rd person

Marcela walked across the flight deck of the Cymrea-class Fleet-Drone carrier, looking at the few drones that where on the carrier, she passed by a Lockheed Martin sabre warrior UCAV, Boeing X-45A UCAV, X-45B UCAV, and a lone Lockheed Martin X-68 Peregrine Falcon. All these aircraft left her with a profound sense of curiosity, and safety, though she didn't know why she felt safe near these metal beasts, maybe an answer will come later.

As Marcela walked around the carrier, she spotted a hoo-man with a M14 rogus, who had a check board with a pin, who seemed to be checking the X-45A UCAV, Marcela approached the man.

"hello mister, what's your name?" Asked Marcela, looking up at the man who dwarf her by several feet.

"Umm, hello? Where are you?" Asked the man, who looked in several directions but down.

"*giggle* I'm down here mister"

The man looks down, only to spot the princess, who was smiling widely. "Oh, sorry little one, I didn't see you there."

"It's okay" Marcela replied, "she than followed up with her same question, "what's your name?"

"Oh, Tobias Pierce, a Cymrea-class maintenance officer second class" he said with a smile. "What's your name?"

"I'm princess Marcela of the changeling empire" Marcela said with a enthusiastic demeanor.

"Well, it's nice to meet you princess" said Tobias, putting his arm forward to shake her hand.

Marcela took his hand in her hooves, and shook gentle. "Mr. Tobias, what is that large arrow head machine?" Asked Marcela, who starred at the X-45A with an obvious curiosity in her eyes.

"Oh this, this is the X-45A attack reconnaissance drone" said tobias, who put his hand on the aircraft side.

"Oh, but where's the room the hoo-mans go inside so it can fly?" Asked Marcela, tilting her head while looking towards the front of the aircraft.

Tobias chuckled, "this doesn't need a human to fly it, it can do that all by itself."

"Is this alive!?" Asked Marcela.

"Well, not exactly. Here, I'll show" he said, as he picked up Marcela to set her on the aircraft.

When he picked her up, she realized how tall they and their machines were, which she never noticed before. For a seconds, it actually terrified her, these hoo-mans didn't use magic and weren't affected by it, and yet still were able to create such large, powerful machines that flew faster than anything in Equestria. Though she soon remembered they were trying to help them escape Equestria, which she was grateful for, though the reason for escaping was unknown to her.

Moments after, she felt her hooves touch a smooth, metal surface. Once she looked at her surrounding, she saw herself on the aircraft. "Can you walk forward for me?" Asked Tobias, who was now walking towards the front of the drone. She obliged and walked towards the front of the aircraft, once at the front of the aircraft, a large point hold went into the aircraft.

On first sight, Marcela suspected this was the entrance to the aircraft controls, only to find a empty hole that only led further into the aircraft. "See, no one controls it, it's all computers" said Tobias, who smiled while staring at the shocked changeling filly.

"Ho-how is it able to fly without a hoo-man, does it use hoo-mans magic?" Asked Marcela, looking towards Tobias.

"No, no magic. It uses high-tech computers attached to tracking, mapping, targeting, and flight control systems to fly" said Tobias.

"Woah, you hoo-mans make some pretty neat stuff!" Said Marcela.

"Yay, we do make alot of cool stuff" Tobias said with a smile, his blonde-brown hair flowing as a small wind current came over the drone carriers, not really effecting the them. Tobias extended his arms to help Marcela get off the X-45A, she jump with a resounding "weee" as she came into Tobias's arms.

"So princess, were is your mom?" Asked Tobias.

"I think she's in the floor below this one" answered Marcela.

"Okay, let's take you their" said Tobias as he walked towards the stairs that led to the lower decks.

5 minutes later

"Okay Marcela, we're here, the holding deck of the Cymrea-class" said Tobias as he looked towards the small sea of changeling's that conversed with either each other or the U.S. Army soldiers dispatched to guard the changeling's in the carriers. Tobias slowly ascended into the crowd, making sure not to accidentally step on any changeling's as he moved towards chrysalis with Marcela snug in his arms.

Chrysalis saw Tobias slowly come into view with Marcela comfortably in his arms, "hello Ms. Chrysalis, but I've came to bring a gift to solidify the peace between arw two nations" Tobias said as Marcela giggled, Chrysalis smiled.

"Yes, this gift is truly one to solidify the peace, may we prosper" chrysalis said, trying to suppress laughter.

The changeling's and U.S. army troops stood watching the little charade with little smiles, chrysalis approached second class maintenance officer, taking the changeling filly. Once Marcela was in Chrysalis's arms, Chrysalis lifted Marcela into the sky and announced a truly inspiring sentence.

"For glory of the United States, the victorious, the greatest, with an honor code that cannot be broken, may your truly magnificent nation prosper!"

Everyone cheered at Chrysalis's words, until a voice blared from the intercom.

"[Intercom] All personnel on both Cymrea-class drone carrier's, theirs 30 wooden ships approaching you on your port side, their 17 nautical miles out (20 miles or 32 kilometers), they're approaching at a speed of 15 knots (18 miles an hour or 28 kilometers an hour). The Oceana-class and Phalanx-class ships will intercept them, but keep your eyes out and keep your distance, we can't and won't risk any changeling being captured"

Oceana-class Admiral Hugo Olson, changeling guard Zulu

Zulu was having a great time on the Oceana-class, despite the occasional head pat, and face squish from the crew. Zulu always hated being called cut, ever since fillyhood, he never knew why that was, to him it was just always something he hated.

"So Mr. Zulu, how are you liking the Oceana-class?" Asked admiral Hugo Olson, who was at one of the mamy control consoles on the battlecarrier.

"It's quite magnificent, she's quite the vessel. Though I must ask, how much did she cost your nation?" Asked Zulu.

"More than 500,000,000$ each" said Hugo, which left Zulu in shock at the cost of the ship, especially since their where two of these ships.

"How much are the Phalanx-class battlecruiser's?" Asked Zulu.

"They themselves are in between 200,000,000$ and 300,000,000$ each" answered hugo.

"And the Cymrea-class?"

"150,000,000$, it is undoubtedly the cheapest out of the bunch in this fleet" said hugo.

"Only one of these ships cast more than the whole of the Equestrian naval fleet, and than some. Why do they cost so much?" Asked Zulu, who starred at the second Oceana-class from the control rooms windows.

"Well, these ships are made out of metals far more durable than any metals in this world, and then theirs the advanced technology. Such as the radar/ladar systems, railgun, engines, the three different VLS systems along with everything else" answered Hugo, who looked at the 3 Phalanx-class ships.

"What's a radar Admiral Hugo?" Asked Zulu.

"Come with me, I'll show you" said hugo, who walked towards one of the many radar screens on the battlecarrier. Zulu followed Hugo intently, they than came upon a lone Petty Officer of the First Class who was manning the battlecarrier's radar system.

"Hey Benjamin, can you show Zulu here what the radar exactly does?"

"Yay, sure" said the First Class Petty Officer, Zulu hovered next to the Petty Officer contentedly as he explained what the radar did.

"Think of radar like soundwaves, soundwaves bounce off solid serfaces and come back to their original position." Said the Petty officer.

"Yes, continue please" said Zulu respectively.

"But instead of soundwave, radars send out wide radio signals, and depending on the time between the signal and it's return, which is based on the speed of the signals which is the speed of light, allows us to determine the distance of an object" said the Petty Officer.

"Wow, you can technically track other ships with this technology, not even the Griffin naval fleets have this, this gives your nation a massive edge in naval warfare considering only your nation possesses it" said Zulu.

"Yay, you're rig-" Before the Petty officer could finish his sentence, a fleet of 30 ships that they've been tracking for 700 nautical miles (805 miles or 1,296 kilometers) was now only 17 nautical miles (18 miles or 32 kilometers) away from the fleet, and heading towards the Cymrea-class's. Which was way to close for comfort, though considering they couldn't communicate with the ship, all they could do was wait until they got in sufficient distance to scare the fleet of 30 to with small fleet size and superior firepower.

"Sir, the fleet of 30 ships has gotten closer, and it's heading towards the Cymrea-class's" said the Petty Officer.

"Understood said another crewman in charge of radio communications.

"[From the Oceana-class] All personal on both Cymrea-class drone carrier's, theirs 30 wooden ships approaching you on your port side, their 17 nautical miles (20 miles or 32 kilometers), their approaching at a speed of 15 knots (18 miles an hour or 28 kilometers an hour). The Oceana-class and Phalanx-class ships will intercept, but keep your eyes out and keep your distance, we can't and won't risk any changeling being captured."

After several minutes, the 3 Phalanx-class and 2 Oceana-class overtook the Cymrea-class's and started turning portside, while the Cymrea-class's started turning starboard while the 5 naval vessels blocked them from sight.

"Zulu, do you want to see what these ships can do?" Said Hugo with a devious smile.

"yes, I would love to see your nations vessels true capabilities" answered Zulu.

"Okay men, contact all ships to converge into swerve line attack formation, we've got to scare these little shits out of here" commanded Hugo.

Seconds past as the ships got into formation, the 2 Oceana-class sailed next to each side of one Phalanx-class, while the other 2 Phalanx-class ships sailed in front of the 3 other vessels in a line, until the two started slowly swerving in opposite directions, still in front of the 3 ships that stayed in their positions.

"I need the far front Phalanx-class to get me a reading on who's manning those ships, whoever's manning those ships will determine our course of action" commanded Hugo.

Once the Phalanx-class received the orders, they used their far reaching cameras to assess who the ships crew is, and low and behold it was nothing but ponies on those 30 ships, ships that looked like toys when compared modern naval vessels.

"Sir, we've got a discripton, their Equestrian vessels, though it is unknown wither war vessels" said a communications officer.

"Do they have gold armor?" Asked Zulu.

"Yay, it's filled to the brim with ponies donning golden Roman helmets with golden chest plates. But what does that mean?" Asked the communications officer.

"Their the Equestrian navy, no normal transport vessels are filled with royal guard's" exclaimed Zulu.

"Understood. *turns on radio communications device* All ships, these vessels could be hostile, watch those vessels" said admiral Hugo Olson.

Once both Cymrea-class fleet-drone carriers where a sufficient distance away from both naval fleets, The 2 Oceana-class and 3 Phalanx-class ships started circling the 30 ship strong Equestrian naval fleet like sharks, metal sharks.

"This is so primeval admiral Hugo sir, they look like British naval vessels of ." Said one of the crewman upon looking at the images of the wooden fleet.

"Sir, their changing course, we're facing their portside, they seem to readying their cannons. Your orders sir" said a seaman.

"If their using old British cannons, theirs no way they'll breach the ships armor, and I don't even know wither or not they're able to even reach us with the cannons. But just to be sure, fire warning shot, get a man on one of the side 50-CAL posts" said Hugo.

"Understood, lets scare some ponies"

Equestrian fleet perspective

"Those ships are massive!" Said an Equestrian pegasus guard.

"Their traveling fast, and making it look easy!" Said a female unicorn Guard.

"Maybe we can convince commander frisk to rethink her decision, these new allies the changeling's have acquired outnumbered Luna's expeditionary fighting force!" Said the pegasus guard.

"I've also heard rumors these creatures are immune to magic" said the unicorn.

Both guards starred at the Oceana-class with binoculars, noticing the carrier half of the vessel, "are those the flying beasts the princess was talking about? Their massive!" Said the guard who stared at the aircraft.

(You can skip this paragraph is if you want) The some of which where Boeing FA-55 Acender 2's, FA-70 panther 2's, Sikorsky MH-65 Blackfoot's, Northrop Grumman F-24 tomcat 2's, Northrop Grumman FA-24A tigercat's, Lockheed Martin F-35D's, FB-22C's, F-35E's, and FB-35's.

"Okay ladies and gentlecolts, we're going to show these creatures that Equestria is the dominant naval force on these seas, we'll be written down in the history books at the ones who defeated a hostile alien naval fleet! Now ready the cannons!" Exclaimed captain Frisk Fireflight, who was the sole commander of all 30 Equestrian naval vessels.

They started readying the cannons for battle, steering all the ships so that the starboard side would face the 5 U.S. Navy vessels, they prepared their cannons, loading gun powder, than the cannon ball, and aimed the cannons towards the U.S. Navy vessels.

The air started to crack and whistle, though no pony was whistling at the time, than large splashes of water seemed to come out of nowhere, and they came in quick succession while coming from the same direction the U.S. Navy vessels where.

"What magic is this" screamed caption frisk as she watched the 50-cal rounds repeatedly hit the water in front of her naval vessels.

"I don't know ma'am, they might be firing upon us" said a royal guard.

"Very well, open fire!" Screamed the captain.

U.S. Navy perspective

"Sir, they fired their cannons, the scare tactic didn't work!" Screamed a Navy officer as cannon balls repeatedly hit the Oceana-class's and Phalanx-class's full force, though unable to penetrate the naval vessels armored hulls.

"What do we do sir, they're just going to keep hitting us until they damage something or hurt someone!" Screamed a naval officer.

"Hit those 3 ships in a line with the Dual-420mm Rail Gun at 50% power, that should get them to back off" said admiral Hugo.

"Understood Sir, right away Sir!" Screamed the Navy officer.

The Rail Gun on the Oceana-class lit up with a vibrant blue arua before expelling 420mm projectile at the 30 wooden Equestrian Navy vessels at 3 times the speed of sound, it did so with a even more vibrant color as streams of electricity left the berral of the gun.

Equestrian fleet perspective

"Ma'am, the cannon balls aren't breaching their hulls, their just bouncing of like basketballs!" Said a royal guard who was watching the Oceana-class take the cannon ball shots as if their nothing.

"That's impossible, nothing in Equestria can take an enchanted cannon ball hit!" Screamed the commander.

"Well,...th-they might not be of this world caption" said the guard, a little shaken at the idea.

Soon after their exchange of words, they saw that the front of the Oceana-class was lighting up with a bright blue aura, like that of a lighting bolt, only more suppressed and contained. Soon after the light got brighter, like lighting breaching the cloud layer during a thunderstorm.

Not long after, three Equestrian naval vessels exploded in a bright ball of electrified fire, that came from the Oceana-class.

"Ho-how, no cannon can blast through 3 ships at once!" Screamed the captain.

"Wh-what do we do captain? Everyone on those 3 ships were obliterated" asked a scared royal guard.

"All ships, fire cannons!" Screamed the captain, not to long after the bangs and booms could be heard from each cannon as they fired on the hulls of the U.S. Navy ships.

U.S. Navy perspective

"Sir, they just fired another volley of cannon balls! The attack only seemed to only piss them off!" Screamed a naval officer.

"Get the middle Phalanx-class to fire a few rounds from its 305mm advanced gun system to by us some time to deploy an FB-35 to obliterate those ships!" Commanded admiral Hugo.

"Mr. Hugo, you seem worried about something" said Zulu.

"Yay, I'm worried about the already increasing tensions between the United States and Equestria. We first came to make peace with the locals, only to have it backfire not even a week after" said Hugo as his hands locked on to the edge of the control table.

"I'm sure the Equestrian empire will come to a compromise, their not stupid" said Zulu while hovering.

"Let's hope so" said hugo as he watched the Phalanx-class fire it's 305mm guns in repeated succession, obliterating 15 wooden ships within the span of 23 seconds.

Not to long after, Zulu saw the FB-35 pass the Oceana-class by its starboard side at a blistering speed, though he's come to expect this from what he's seen from other U.S. aircraft, though what happened next left him in shock. The FB-35's lower missile bay opened, though instead of releasing missiles, it let out a swarm of what seemed to be small, harmless suns, that was until they made contact with the ships and water.

When they made contact with either the water or a ship, they exploded with a force to rival the elements of harmony, they obliterated ships they didn't even make contact with, launching them 30 feet in the air like they where toys.

"Sir, their are still two ships left, both are in critical condition. What's your call?"

"Let them go, theirs no reason to engage now. Let's go back and protect those carriers" said Hugo, who followed up with "how was the show zulu?"

"It was truly something admiral, let's hope no other nation in Equestria decides to try and challenge your nation" said zulu.

Location: Equestria, Twilight's castle
Time: 2 days after Naval battle
Perspective: princess Luna, princess Celestia, Royal guard

"Luna, I've been meaning to tell you something" said Celestia.

"Yes sister?" Said Luna, who was still recovering from being punched in the face.

"I think I should handle the situation with the new creatures. I'm sorry to say this, but you've truly failed in terms of diplomacy" said Celestia with hed eyes closed.

"Bu-but sister, I-" before Luna could even think about finishing her sentence, she was interrupted by her sister.

"Luna, I'm sorry but their isn't any negotiating. Who've seen first hand what these creatures were capable of, and you decide to insulted one of their nobles father, who sustained injuries that left him crippled" said Celestia, who looked at her sister with a serious look.

"Yes sist-" again, before Luna could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a royal guard who ran into the room.

"Princesses, a rogue fleet of 30 Equestrian battle ships tried to intercept the creatures ships in the Celestial sea!" Said the guard.

"Who was commanding the ships?" Asked Celestia.

"Captain Frisk Fireflight princess" answered the guard.

"Very well, I must see her at once to determine her punishment" said Celestia.

"I don't think that will possible princess" said the guard.

"Why would that be?" Asked Luna.

"Because, only two ships came back, both with only a quarter of their crew and heavily damaged. One to the point that it was partially underwater, and from what we've heard, these creatures are much more powerful than their leading us to believe" said the guard.

Both princesses could only look at each other, because the pot was stirring fast.

Author's Note

The Lockheed Martin Sabre warrior UCAV, Boeing X-45A UCAV, X-45B UCAV, Lockheed Martine X-68 Peregrine Falcon, FA-55 Acender 2, FA-70 panther 2, MH-65, F-24 tomcat 2, FA-24A tigercat, F-35D belong to bagera3005 on deveintart

The Cymrea-class Fleet-drone carrier, Oceana-class stealth battlecarrier, Phalanx-class battlecruiser belong to afterskies on deveintart

(P.S. if their are any errors in the story writing, please notify me)