Stupid Space ponies The Earth pony stallion thought as he drank his morning coffee, glaring at the Unicornicopians who were in the coffee shop with him and his fellow work-ponies. the grey colored pony growled with his dislike for the aliens who he saw as invaders. He father had always said that the other pony races were nothing but useless trash. To Brass Bolt, The Unicornicopians were the worst of the worst: Invaders who had no rights to be on Equus or to even be alive.
It was well known to many who knew Brass Bolt that he would grumble about the alien equines, his job and everything else. many of his co-workers always thought it was the way he was raised or the fact he came from the rock farming areas of Equestria. It did not matter, Brass Bolt was well known to gripe and today, must to the dismay of his fellow Equestrians; Pepper Piper (a Pegasus) and Grind Gear (a Unicorn), he was now griping again.
“Space Ponies; they’re pathetic.” he grumbled, sipping his coffee.
"Here he goes again." Pepper Piper said, trying to ignore the coming rant.
“Don’t start this again, Brass.” groaned Grind, shaking his head in dismay “We’ve got a big job to do today and we don’t need your sourpuss attitude getting in the way of things.”
“Look, I hate Starfleet, okay?!" Brass Bolt exclaimed, glaring at Grind Gears. "I hate the way they are, I hate the way they act, and I hate what they’ve done to us!”
"And here comes the rant" Piper remarked, trying to make herself small as every-being in the coffee-shop turned to look at what was going on.
This did not deterre Brass Bolt who soon started his rant.
"They come to our world, lead their enemies to us, and if that wasn’t bad enough they turned us from normal ponies into these Bipedal weirdos! Oh, and to add insult to injury, they treat us all like we’re inferior and enslave us with their martial laws, and when trouble comes they just fight and kill, and they arrest creatures with no good reason! They’re nothing but a bunch of silly, overbearing tyrannical dictators! Why can’t you guys see that? Why can’t anypony see that?”
"Because you are very Judgmental and also a Tribalist?" Pepper Piper stated. "You have been ranting the same thing about pegasi, Unicorns, Zebras and other creatures well before The Unicornicopians came."
"Also the Unicornicopians did not lead any of their enemies here." Grind Gears replied, "Those Psychopaths came here on their own. Also Villains like Nightmare, Discord, Chrysalis, King Sombra and Raven were from here and did not to be lead by anypony."
“I like my humanoid body, now I can do more than I could as a regular pony.” one well known pony said
"We all know that Lyra!" another pony, Moondancer, yelled back, while Bon-Bon was cringing in her seat. embarrassed by her special somepony and her love for the bipedal form.
From behind the counter, a red-maned Unicornicopian with a dark green coat looked up. “Unicornicopians ARE stronger than you Equestrians," She said, "but we don’t treat you like slaves, and we don’t bluntly rub in your faces, unlike Someone we all know."
At that, many ponies and Unicornicopians groaned at that, knowing all too well who she talked about. Lightning Dawn. While he was well known as a hero, he was more well known by the vast majority of United Equestria as a total Jerk.
Yes many of Starfleet's own personal had their little qurks. Dyno and Myte were sometimes annoying, but they were also funny and were known to help out Pinkie Pie when it came to parties. Rhymey and his rhymes were vary annoying and unwelcomed, but then again that was why ear-plugs were invented.
But Lightning Dawn made himself disliked by every-being in Celestro's and Celestria's realm. his holier-then-thou attitude and his bragging made him disliked among most Equestrians and even Unicornicopians. It was even rumored that Celesto himself had been trying to get Lightning to curb down on his attitude, with no luck.
Brass Bolt also had a rant about him also, which he was now starting.
"Oh, don't get be started on that Tyrantical play-colt!" Brass started, "We all know he is a narcissist and glory hog! The worst of the Starfleet lot! He is nothing but a rude little stallion who should have been spanked by whatever parents he had! Also we all know the truth of what He did!"
That made many cringe even more; the one fact that was said to cause more anti-Starfleet riots and fist fights in bars then anything else: the Death of Twilight Sparkle.
When Raven, the demonic assassin, threatened the life of Celestia, The Princess of Magic was the only one who ran after Raven, against the very orders of Celesto himself. this lead to what was said to be a full scale battle bewteen good and evil, Equestria's Greatest Heroine against its most evil Villain. Sadly it ended with Raven winning and Twilight dead.
Lightning and other Starfleet officers claimed that it was Twilight's fault. This was soon a mistake to make as many Equestrians soon started riots all over the nation, targeting anything that was Unicornicopian and Starfleet. It was then that rumors that Starfleet had ordered Twilight's death because of her own belief in the power of Friendship was seen as a threat to them. While a few pointed the finger at Celesto, many more put the blame on Lightning Dawn as he was the one at the scene of the death and did NOTHING to stop Raven.
It got bad enough that Celesto and Celestia soon decided to end it, in a televised speech throughout all of United Equestria and it's extra-solar colonies, the two rulers declared that no one was to be blamed for the death of Twilight save for the one who done the deed: the now deceased Raven, who died at the hands of Starfleet and Celestia.
That quieted a few of the conspiracy theorists, but not all, as many still thought that Lightning was still guilty as he continued to push the idea that Twilight killed herself, much to the annoyance of his own teacher, who had continued to warn him to stop. To many, that was a sign that Lightning was guilty of killing Twilight.
"That Stallion is nothing but a murderer!" Brass started up again. "He was the one behind the murder of our Martyr Princess! He was always yelling at her, Jealous of her being OUR hero, not him! For all we know, he hired Raven to kill her!"
While he was busy with his rant, he failed to see two well known Unicornicopians had landed outside the coffee shop and already could hear the ranting. Lightning Dawn and Starla had only just returned from a mission against a group of multi-colored mercenaries who were attacking the planet Mangola, which was on the very edge of United Equestrian Space. Lightning and Starla had both decided to go the the Coffee shop, just as Brass Bolt started his ranting about Starfleet and Lightning.
Lightning himself came in first, hearing what else Brass had to say about him.
"To be honest, if he was one of Celestia's own guards and not one of Grand Idiot's thugs, he would have been exiled to Devil's Hoof Island and locked away in a very small cell. I tell you now that Lightning Dawn is nothing but a spoiled little brat who should have been named 'Lightning Dung-head' and should not even be allowed to even be in the military!"
"And you do know that 'Lightning Dung-head' is right behind you." Grind Gears said, pointing behind Brass Bolt.
The Earth pony turned to see the Supreme Commander of Starfleet, glaring daggers at him.
"What did you call me you rude little pony?" Lightning asked, growling the words between his teeth.
Brass Bolt continued to glare at the Unicornicopian, standing up from his set to look Lightning in the eye. "You heard what I said you Meat Golem." Brass soon replied.
This caused everypony in the coffee shop, even Lyra, who soon had a fly go into her mouth and out again. The reason being was the two words: 'Meat Golem' was a racial slur that many Unicornicopians disliked. It was like Calling a Unicorn 'horn-head' or a Earth Pony 'mud-digger' or even calling a Pegasi 'bird-brained' (which would even offend a griffin and saying that would start a fight with both races.)
Lightning Dawn glared at Brass Bolt even more angrily, eyes turning red with hate for the Equestrian in front of him. “You mind your manners, Mister!” he exclaimed, his fists clenching up. “We’ve told you enough times already, we’re not the horrible ones here, YOU are!"
"You know, Lightning Turd," Brass Bolt said, smiling a bit at the very idea of Starfleet's perfect warrior getting pissed off, “Someday, the truth is going to come out, and then people will see you freaks for what you really are, and Equestrians will started a revolt and when that happens I hope you are first on the chopping block and I will be the one holding the Ax!"
"Why you little...." Lightning started to yell out, His fist raised as to punch the rude pony. only for him to be stopped by someone grabbing his right ear and yanking on it hard, causing him to squeak out in pain a bit.
"Lightning...." Starla hissed, holding on to the stallion's ear. "Don't you dare do what you are thinking of doing."
If there was one rule that every being who worked with Starfleet knew, it was NOT to piss off Starla Shine. She may have appeared to be more of a weak mare, but that was something that fooled many beings as she was in fact a very deadly fighter and had a very bad temper when angry. Even Lightning knew better then to get her pissed.
Brass Bolt grinned at this. "Seems like your wife is the one wearing the pants in your relationship." he said.
Starla was about to reply by yelling at him when Pepper Piper interrupted. "Oh! will you look at the time!?" she said, looking at the clock on the wall. "We have to get to work before we are late!" She soon started speed walking to the door, fallowed yo Grind Gears and lastly, Brass Bolt, who continued to glare at the two Starfleet officers.
Planet Conva, the Archean System
Conva, an Ash world of toxic clouds, rivers, lakes and Oceans of Lava, pools of boiling mud and storms that rocked the dead world with 250 mph winds and intense crimson lightning. It was the picture of hell with rains of molten iron and sulfur coming down in sheets.
The Perfect Site for one of Starfleet's prisons.
The Conva Super-max Prison Complex was well known across the Known Galaxy as one prison no-being wanted to go to. brutal and cruel, the onlything protecting it from the deadly environment was a force field. But that did not meen it was cozy and nice inside. The garrison was known to mistreat prisoners, even starving them. riots happened regularly and the complex itself was on the verge of falling apart, which required a lot of maintenance from the Starfleet Engineering Corps, which Pepper Piper, Grind Gears and Brass Bolt were apart off, along with being part of the Equestrian Royal Army Corps of Engineers.
The lead foremare, Ballista Arrow, always wondered why Celesto did not shut it down as there were more humane and newer Penal Planets, like The Ultra-max Prison on Kalbonga III, or the Ocean world of Sangoshi. But yet Conva was still in operation and getting worse. many thought that a mass breakout was only one short circuit away.
Brass Bolt continued his rantings about Starfleet, getting told to shut up and telling him to get back to work. It was then that no one heard his complaining anymore as he ran off somewhere. many would have thought that he ran off to cry and grumble. But they were wrong.
Brass knew they would all ignore him, just as they wanted to think. But he was a Pony on a Mission, one that would see Starfleet Humiliated, just as those who hired him wanted.
Flashback: two nights ago.
Brass Bolt was busy walking down the street heading to his home and grumbling more about Starfleet and Unicornicopians in general.
Somehow, I’ve got to make everyone see Starfleet are nothing but a bunch of tyrants! he thought as he turned down to a side street, which was his way home and at night, it looked very spooky.
Which was why Brass Bolt soon was surprised by the three lights that suddenly turned on and the roar of the engines that were heard in front of him.
"Well, well Boys." some-creature said, "Look what we have 'ere."
Brass was a bit blinded by the lights and couldn't see very well, until the lights dimmed enough to let him see the creatures in front of him, all three on some type of machines.
The one who spoke was a Male Griffin, wearing what looked to be a beige sleeveless open-collared shirt with a green strap, light blue jeans with black belt and six thigh pads, black left wristband, a snake tattoo on shoulder, brown boots and silver sunglasses, he also had a bit of yellow on his feathered head
The second one was a zebra with a black Mohawk hair and beard; red sunglasses; ripped sleeveless green camouflage with gold knife; light blue jeans with black belt, holster, and boots.
The third one was a red color dragon with false hair on his head in the form of brown hair, sideburns, and a mustache. He wore a red headband; black sunglasses, spiked collar, and open vest with two vertical chains on sides; skull necklace; dark grey right armband and gloves; light blue jeans with dark grey holsters and boots; silver chain belt and boots.
The Zebra cackled, "Must be his unlucky night."
The Dragon grinned, smok coming from between his teeth. "Yeah," he said, "No-creature should be out all alone at night, not with 'criminals' out and about."
"Now, now, boys!" the Griffin said, "Remember what the boss said, This Pony right 'ere is our special guest."
"Oi! You are right, Buzzer, ol' chum!" The Zebra exclaimed, "The Boss wouldn't be happy if we hurt this little pony."
"I guess you are right, Ripper." the Dragon soon answered, "Besides, we are getting payed in good ol' Gold!"
"Ah, gold," the Griffin, Buzzer, replied dreamily, "That Sounds very lovely."
Brass Bolt meanwhile, was quaking in up most terror, as one should be when confronted by a group of thugs that were talking about said pony being a 'special guest', which did not sit well with poor Brass Bolt. "W-what are you g-g-going to do with me?" Brass asked, scared out of his wits-end.
"Oh, It si not what we are going to do." Buzzer said, "It is what you are going to do for us!"
end of Flashback
Brass Bolt had been hired by the gang, known as the 'Dreadnoks' to start a break out of the Prisoners on Conva. In fact he had found it odd that they knew that he had been scheduled to be working at this hellish place. But then he had met their leader, the very one who hired him.
Flashback II
Brass Bolt had been taken to a very seedy bar on the outskirts of his home town, the three Dreadnoks, Buzzer, Ripper and Torch, gave him now choice in the matter. Going in with them, his senses were insulted by the noise and lights of the inside of the bar. All round were many creatures, from Equestrians to Minotaurs to even Unicornicopians, all of them tough looking and looking the very definition of 'violent criminals'.
the Dreadnoks soon lead Brass Bolt to a door that lead to a back room. the inside of the room was fill with monitors, with live feeds from inside and outside the bar, along with feeds from places all around Equestria.
"Welcome, Mr. Bolt." a voice said. Looking towards the monitors, Brass Bolt spied a chair, which turned to reveal the being sitting in it.
It was a Changeling, wearing a brown hood on his head, what appeared to be an armored shirt of some-type and brownish-green pants with brown boots. The Changeling grinned like a cat looking at it's prey.
"Greetings, I am Zartan."
End Flashback
It had been Zartan that hired him for the break out, who told him that it would humiliate Celesto and Starfleet in general if their prisoners broke out. It would make all Equestria see that Starfleet was weak and would lead to all Ponies to revolt.
The idea that His Fellow Equestrians would rise up because of this breakout, along with the promise of being well payed in Gold, made Brass Bolt eager to accept Zartan's offer.
Now he was here, on Conva and sneaking to the central control for the Prison. He had looked around for any sign of guards, only to find none. It appeared that because many believed that No one could break out of Conva.
Brass soon entered the Control center, looking at the controls and quickly spotted the button marked "Open Prison cells".
At first he hesitated, knowing that if he did this job, it would meen that hundreds if not hundreds of thousands of alien criminals would be unleashed upon the Galaxy once more, many of them would come to Equestria itself and bring horror upon horror on his homeland.
But then he know that this would make Starfleet look back, a public relations nightmare and it would wipe that stupid Smug look off Lightning Dawn's face. It would also inspire a revolution against the Alien ponies and perhaps drive them back to the void.
It was then that Brass Bolt soon made his choice.
"For Equestria." he said as he pressed the button.
