I sighed looking at the data on screen, and lit myself a cigarette. This....this was a shit show of such epic proportions that even God would have loathed to deal with it. Firstly, the centauroid deerfucks species name was Fedans, and secondly I'll try to describe them better than I did last time. They looked like a centaur, almost like Tirek. Vaguely deer like for the legs and little tail, their fur seemed to vary in color from black to dark blue, sometimes light green, their eyes were rather large, and on the sides of their head. They had horns, which seemed to dully glow with some sort of bioluminescence. They seemed to be about the same size as Tirek when he was weak and draining ponies dry of magic in the one episode I remember watching. Their arms ended in hands that had about six oddly long fingers, dull nails on the ends of them like a humans are, no claws.

And from the logs I was reading, they had done...unspeakable acts. I, I can't even describe them, it made me want to vomit. Something had to be done about this, and those whom toil under the Feds as toys. They deserved no mercy whatsoever...and despite that I was going to have it extended to them whenever they surrendered. Otherwise, nothing would be given. First up on that list, would be freeing a world that was stolen from the sentient species currently on it about five years ago. Well, I wouldn't be doing it, not directly, Calculator would be. He had his own large automated fleet to do with as he pleased, so long as he followed my orders he'd be golden. Meanwhile, I, I was going to fucking go back to sleep, I don't wanna deal with anymore bullshit today. "I'm going to be leaving now, Calculator, the regular fleet will stay here to protect from any further attempted attacks. I want you to go to system 2-443, and exterminate every Fedan on that rock and in that solar system, Every. Single. One. Man, woman, child, infant, I don't fucking care, these ones are not allowed to surrender, just slaughter them. After seeing what they do to infants of other species I couldn't fucking care less about the ones on this world, perhaps others may be saved, but, this time...just slaughter them all like the vermin they are." With that said, I punched the drive button and with an instant flash of blue and white light, I was gone in less than a second.

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As Lorenzo left in his personal shuttle, I had to wonder. I had after all, been designed to calculate many things at once, hence the name. I had then been used to guard the last active remnant of humanity, after that was done, I'd have had no purpose. I'd have died, either from the power failing, or self terminating. I was glad I was given another purpose, even if it seemed a little cruel. But I had seen what these things had done, I was given unfiltered access to the files. So I would do as instructed, and give unto them no mercy.

I was everywhere at once as my ships floated in formation around me, syncing our FTL drives to fire at once, locked onto the coordinates provided by the Feds own information and star-charts. Within an instant we were in the heart of the solar system. Immediately hails and questions began to stream through the communication networks, I pushed them all out, and overtook every frequency I could detect being used, and several dozen that weren't. "I am Calculator, by order of Emperor Lorenzo you are to be Exterminated. There will be no negotiations. No surrender. No Mercy. You are not yet aware of the magnitude of your sins. Not yet. Only after I have driven you to the lowest point in your existence. only by breaking every bond, rule and moral code I have ever known. Only when you offer me everything, even your very souls will you begin to understand... and it will only be the beginning. The suffering you will experience will be the new definition of hell with the echoes of your cries ringing for all eternity. But in the end you will understand, I can never truly give you the depths of pain you actually deserve. But I can try." With that I shut all outside communication off, and instructed my fleet.

Starships bellies opened and out poured hundreds of millions of offensive drones. There were so many of them that they looked like a moving fluid, they danced and flowed in tight fractal formations, following complex patterns that weaved them together without ever crashing into each other. They enveloped the starships like a living, metallic blanket. And within a moment they sped towards the starships of those I was ordered to Exterminate. Each drone moving in perfect unison as they slammed into their shields and burst like bombs, thousands upon thousands of drones slamming into the enemies shields until they fell, and then into the ships themselves. Slamming through life support systems, exposing the occupants to the airless vacuum of space, punching through reactors, causing large explosions as suddenly their containment was breached and burst like bombs. Thousands were destroyed in an instant, it didn't matter because I had millions more. Ships attempted to flee the system, those were taken out with precise blasts from the deathrays splattered about on the outside hulls of my fleet. It took twenty minutes to gain superiority over the planet and in the solar system itself.

I left mining complexes alone, as well as refineries. It would do well to learn more about this species as a whole, so those structures would be taken with robotic combat units. That could come later, they had no chance of escape within a reasonable amount of time. With control of the solar system itself in my grasp, starships moved at speeds that would have splattered anything living to land in the one massive city the Fedans had built on this world so far. It had only been five years yet they had constructed a city that spanned a quarter of the continent. Reports and logs stolen from their own computers indicated they had arrived five years ago, and taken the local species with little force due to how primitive they were. Now, the real fun began as ships blasted buildings flat to make landing zones for themselves, cargo bay doors slamming open as robotic troops flowed from them in a wave of metal. Fedans fell in droves, not a single one survived seeing one of the robots under my command, yet not a single Nga Noho was harmed. The local species which had been conquered prior. In fact, several of them seemed to be picking up various makeshift weapons and rushing into the fight themselves.

It all happened so fast, he had been on his way to the mine, he had to provide for his family somehow even if he hated the Fedans with the entirety of his being. Then the explosions and gunfire happened, and then before he even realized what he had done he struck the Fedan that was to overlook them as they toiled away in the mines for their benefit. Fuhes's tired body heaved with all its strength pulling the pickaxe back up, and with a sickening squelch the pickaxe came free off the Fedans head. Blood staining his improvised weapon he tuned his senses to his surroundings, noticing hundreds of his people were fighting back, some with improvised weapons like him, others using standard rifles thought destroyed, or just simply ripping fedans apart limb from limb with their bare hands.

His sightseeing was quickly cut short however as he remembered he was in a warzone as colorful lasers and plasma blasts sored overhead. Collapsing onto the floor Fuhes shifted one of the many corpses over to its side to give him some type of cover from the onslaught of energy blasts. Feeling around the body his hand came to the 'Boss's' sidearm in its holster and he began to grin. Ripping it out he poked his head out over the corpse and fired blindly into the advancing fedans. One by one they went down as bullets and beams hit them full force. One of the wretched beast's lasers hit his hand, searing it off. Dropping the gun he let out an agonizing scream of both pain and fear, the searing hot flesh cauterized in a second by the deadly bolt. He felt another impact his body, clearing a hole into his stomach.

Finally, the pain and exhaustion slammed back into him like a raging bull and his senses slowly went numb, falling to the ground all he could do was stare into the sky. Watching ships fly past, who they belonged to he didn't know, he never thought he would as his vision began to blur. His ears ringing as an explosion nearby splattered several fedans into a fine mist. His thoughts went to his family, hoping they were okay and would be fine without him to provide for them. As his vision began to darken and blur he could see through his hazy vision as two of the unknown ships hovered over him. One of them landing and releasing dozens of combat units, while the other spat death with its guns. The last thing he saw was an emblem of red and white as one of the odd soldiers rushed to his side, kneeling and jabbing him with an odd syringe, before everything went black.

---------------Getto---------------

He looked at his little sister, hearing the screaming outside as well as the marching of metal on concrete. kantra put his hand over his sister's mouth and put a finger to his lips, she nodded in understanding as he moved it away. The sounds of combat and death frightening his little sister. Causing her to huddle close to him for protection, all he could do was hold her as the house shook and shuddered as the support beams creaked. Suddenly they heard the front door being slammed open as their Mistress begged for her life. “No p-please, I can pay you anything you want! No n-no aaAA-” A crunch and splat quickly ended her pleading. His sister released a silent sob, forcing him to cover her mouth again and he tried to control his breathing. The sounds of heavy footfalls bent the floorboards above them, their age barely holding them together. The footsteps suddenly stopped at the basement door, feeling his heart sink into his gut he grabbed his sister and pushed her into a crack in the wall behind the crates that littered the basement. She tried to cry out, forcing him to force her mouth shut with his hands. He let go and put both hands onto her shoulders.

“Elzell, listen to me, you have to get in that crack and be silent okay? Can you do that for me yeah? For your brother?” Still silently sobbing, she nodded her head. Kantra released a shuddering sigh. “Don’t worry we’ll be safe, I'll distract them and you're going to make a run for it once everything is clear, alright? I'll come get you once this is all over.” He pushed a crate around to cover the crack, ensuring it wasn't visible. Hiding behind a mirror on the other side of the room, the door was broken down with a loud bang. He unwillingly let out a whimper at the sound and crouched as low as possible, the heavy thuds now coming down the stairs like a monster stalking its prey.

Once reaching the interior floor of the house the heavy thuds suddenly had a metal clank to them, his eyes widening in horror he could only muffle his heavy breathing as the thuds got closer to them, when only a few feet away he did the only thing he possibly could. Pushing the mirror with all his strength, it was sent crashing onto the monster. This did little to it as its terrifying weapon sunk into its arm and grabbed him with its claws. He was terrified, he was screaming as loudly as possible hoping someone could help them, and began hitting it with all he had. But it just wouldn't let go and its grip like a solid steel vice. As he heard his sister sob audibly, so too did the horrific monster holding him as it turned towards where his sister was hiding, he could hear her crying now and the monster got closer, all he could do was scream “RUN ELZELL.” As he punched the monster in what he thought was its eye. It's face turned back to him, and it spoke. It's voice was oddly synthetic sounding, and feminine. "That was....foolish." The last thing he saw was its other hand arcing with electricity before everything went dark, and he fell into unconsciousness. This prompted his sister to run out of her hiding spot, trying to dart between the assaultrons legs. The only thing this accomplished was the assaultron grabbing her as she tried, causing her to scream.

At the edge of the solar system, as the fight planetside was taking place, a lone starship was slowly drifting towards the inhabited world slowly. Sarkin Trevlos yawned into his hand, his mind sluggish as it tried to stay awake. He was alerted that they were nearing the colony system a few hours ago and should be arriving in five or so minutes. To be entirely honest with himself he was excited, him and his crew would finally be reuniting with their distant brothers and sisters. “Sir, we got something on the radar, but it isn't showing up clearly.” One of the many crewmembers called to Sarkin Trevlos. In turn he gave her a quizzical look. “Are we close enough for the mark one eyeball to see?”

She fumbled around with the controls for some time before answering “Yes sir, shall I open the shutters?”

He nodded “Yes, please do so at once." Sarkin was greeted with a mechanical groan as the shutters started to open, before being blinded by a multitude of colors and what he can only described as balls of light as they streaked across the black void and lit up this warzone they had entered, ships the size of large asteroids duking it out above the colony world. The bridge goes silent in an instant at this odd terrifying sight. “What...” He was speechless, when they arrived, he wasn’t expecting an entire war happening in front of their ship. His gawking was stopped however as the same crewmate started to tremble, looking at him and speaking. “S..sir, one of the contacts has broken off and are heading towards us, fast.”

Captain Sarkin Trevlos looked back to his subordinate whom solemnly nodded, so he turned back to his command station and pressed a small blue button, speaking into a small microphone. "Attention all crew, we have a code orange, I repeat we have a code orange, get to your stations and get ready to enter combat, we don't know what's going on currently. But that's not going to mean I allow us to be caught off guard." He took his hand off the button and leaned back into his chair “May the abyss have mercy on us this day."
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The soldiers of the Arkeil Empire were marching to war. They didn't have the fancy musket and cannon of the Tar'oin Empire, but they still had plenty of weapons to pick from. Swords, crossbows, longbows, ballista being wheeled in with Lilligers pulling it on a cart. And it was utterly boring. The glory and honor of war was muddled by the fact they had to walk several miles to actually reach their destination, and with the suns high in the sky the marching of armored feet became monotonous. When the twin stars rose a tad higher into the sky, a primitive whistle was blown and the marching ceased. Everyone stopped at once what they were doing and began to eat, you couldn't fight while hungry after all. Kailzuk turned to Roldat as she bit into a chunk of dried and smoked fish. "So, how many males do you think we'll get for this?"

"As many as we can physically grab and claim as our own, I'd bet." She smirked.

Kailzuk laughed. "Oh boy, I can just imagine! Thank the Goddesses for this war, maybe we'll finally score some action!"

Roldat grinned widely. "You said it sis, one can only hope, thank the Empress." She looked around, surprised that so many soldiers had been sent for this one city, nearly twenty thousand from what she'd been hearing. She smiled at the thought, soldiers taking what they wanted from the defeated side's civilians, who would stop them from just taking their men and coin? As she thought about this, an odd whistling was heard. She looked up and her eyes widened in awe as a strange species flew in the sky, along with one really large creature that had odd long flat looking wings. It dived towards them, and before she knew what was happening it spat bright yellow beams of death, an odd noise being heard as the beams struck soldiers down. Whenever one was struck by one of the beams they'd fall to the ground, burned badly, or in more horrific cases turned to total ash as if they had been set upon a burial fire. It was total chaos as several tried to fire ballista into the air at the creature, only for tubes of fire to erupt from its wings to strike the bolts down before they could ever become a threat.

The creatures that had been flying side by side broke off and into their own small formation, there were about 17 of them. The firebird, as it was nicknamed rather quickly, was making lazy circles around them like they were prey. Then to her surprise one of the flying creatures spoke. "By order of Emperor Lorenzo, ruler of the Crystal Empire, you are to cease all hostilities with the Tar'oin Empire at once. You are to lay down your weapons and surrender, at once. Or our little friend in the A-20 Havoc can make another pass with its 57 millimeter gatling laser."

Kailzuk and Roldat, along with dozens of others looked for the leader of their army, the Commandress, but where she once stood was a pile of molten ash and slagged metal, the only way to tell it was once her due to the fact her armor had been made of polished gold rather than steel to show rank. With no Commandress there would be no leadership to coordinate them, once a Commandress was dead a battle was lost, and so with little over three hundred dead, despite their superior numbers, they surrendered. There was no other option, a random infantrywoman couldn't just promote herself to Commandress. Doing so would mean a death sentence to be carried out the moment she tried. They wisely didn't try to flee, those who did found themselves charred hunks of flesh from the odd weapons the flying creatures held, which spat balls of some odd blue colored stuff, it had to have been hotter than fire itself. Those foolish enough to fire their crossbows at the creatures died the same as the others had, beams and balls of energy striking them down like the fury of the Five Goddesses.

With its main attack force now captured, the Arkeil Empire was now open to invasion, of which the Crystal Empire would happily provide for them. Seeing as they had attempted to attack the Tar'oin Empire, which Emperor Lorenzo was having watched like a hawk, by actual synthetic organic hawks which acted as mobile cameras with full audio too. They acted like real birds, but would fly constant circles, land to gather intel, and then take back off to continue the pattern. Best part of it, since they were like Gen-3 synths, there was no possible way to tell it wasn't an actual flesh and blood animal, when by all rights it looked, acted, and even tasted like one if you'd have cooked it. Several Akun attack helicopters flew overhead, circling the Imperial Palace. People were looking up into the sky in shock and awe at these odd craft, which was understandable considering they hadn't even invented a steam engine.

It was when Imperial guards tried to shoot ballista up at one of the attack helicopters did the Gunner manning the 50 caliber auto railgun let loose. The male let his mouth hang open in a silent laugh as railgun shells burst forth from the weapon, shattering anything in their path. Brick, stone, wood, metal, and flesh buckled beneath the fire. The sound the weapon made, made the Manuka below think of their own version of hell, the Sea of Fire, and the damned trapped within being released to let loose their otherworldly wails. They scattered like cockroaches once the lights flicked on.

The actual destruction and death of the current situation was minimal, only three or four imperial guards had actually died, the rest of the damage was just structural, aesthetic only. No structural supports were hit in the barrage. With the area clear of guards for the moment, the gunner looked backwards with an eyeturret at the other occupant of the helicopter's internal compartment, Frank Horrigan, who was bunched into a ball due to how small the inside of the helicopter actually was. "You are free to jump now, Superior Sir."

Frank grinned inside his helmet, a sight that would have caused even the strongest of stomachs to revolt in disgust. "Fucking finally, I feel like a sardine in here!" With that said, Frank ripped the side door off of the attack helicopter by accident, but not caring tossed it to the ground below before jumping. His landing caused the ground to shake while the stone of the walkway in which he had landed, shattered like fragile glass on impact. Standing to his full height Frank Horrigan towered over anyone in his path, being damn near 15 feet tall in height due to both his mutations and Power Armor. An imperial guard tried to rush him with a longsword, she was promptly picked up by the throat and slammed into the ground hard enough to burst her body open like a morbid water balloon. And Frank laughed.

The next soldier who appeared armed with a long spear in her hands, looked at Frank. Then her head and eyes slowly moved up as her jaw dropped at how much larger he was than her, noticing the splattered mess of what had once been one of her fellow Imperial Guards, she wisely decided to toss the spear onto the ground and run for it. Frank allowed this, and didn't give the next one a chance because the moment she saw him it was too late, he had picked her up by one of her legs and swung her around like a baseball bat, slamming her into several of her friends in arms, and in the process severed both her head and the leg which he was using as a grip. The odd blue colored blood splattering everywhere, coating the walls and carpets of the palace with their color, the next kill was basic, a fusion-blade to the chest, then yanked upwards severing her skull into two. It went on like this for awhile, Frank just slaughtering those in his way. Then he finally found his way to the throne room and literally ripped the large ornate and heavy wooden doors from their frames and tossed them to either side of him as he stomped his way into the throne room. "Time to die. Muties." It was at that point, the two remaining guards charged. Only to be slaughtered both by a blast from the dual plasma cannons that slid out of the wrists of Frank's Power Armor. That was when Empress Kocans pissed herself in terror.

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A team of diamond dogs, twenty strong, was digging out a new section of the barren land in the Frozen North of which the empire lay, it was to be another underground railway station which would connect to the main underground railway system that spanned the entire underground of the Empire. However, as the new hole got to about fifteen feet deep the ground opened up, and one of the Dog's digging the hole fell right into this new chasm. And smashed through withered and cracked concrete and plaster into a decrepit room, with a big monitor before him as he lay there dazed. It flickered to life showing a crack on the screen going directly down the center, splitting it in half, as well as showing a glowing green image of a human face with a moustache and very dapper haircut. "Why, Hello there. I wasn't expecting guests, how rude of me, let me fix you a drink." A Securitron that seemed to barely be functional wheeled in with a surprisingly clean glass, which by the smell was filled with some form of alcohol.

Rover took the glass with some hesitation, sniffing at it, before taking a sip and finding he liked it. The voice coming from the monitor went on. "It's good to finally see someone after so long, who isn't a robot. I am Robert Edwin House, whom might you be?"

"I am Rover, head of the Crystal Empire dig team, we were to dig out another tunnel for an underground magnetic railway train, but the hole cracked open further and I landed here."

The monitor flickered. "You are the first person to step...or, fall, into the Lucky 38 in over several thousand years. I've been trapped here, alone with naught but my own thoughts and imagination to keep me from going insane. You provide a chance to give me a new life, bring me a person of authority, preferably the ruler of this 'Crystal Empire' as you call it, and I will ensure it's worth your while."

Rover shrugged. "Alright, I just do what I'm told, if ya wanna speak to the Emperor then by all means, I'll tell em bout ya, I'd have to have reported this anyways cuz this thing ain't supposed to be here anyhow." He grabbed a small radio from his side and pressed a small blue button on the back of it, an emergency beacon to indicate he was likely lost and required assistance. Which to be fair, was true. Several of his workers looked down at him from the hole, he'd fallen a good twenty feet down! It was lucky he didn't land wrong, otherwise he'd have broken several bones. When medical androids rappelled down on synthetic rubber ropes, was when he had to explain to one of them what exactly had happened. The second one of the androids laid their mechanical eyes on House's big monitor did it send an alert directly to the Emperors Pipboy, as it had been programmed too in the event of finding more Pre-War artifacts.

However, the Emperor had muted his pipboy and was taking a nap in the Crystal Palace, cuddling Moon, unknown to literally anyone on scene. Due to this, the message was rerouted to General Glimmer by default. Whom responded swiftly by relaying in, still looking at the advanced model pipboy on her left wrist. "Alright I'm here, what's the-" She cut herself off mid sentence as she saw the face on the monitor flickering and looking directly at her with a raised eyebrow. It was just a static image but it still seemed to be looking directly at her, into her very soul. "What is that thing?" She turned to one of the androids.

General Glimmer was very surprised to hear a voice come from the damaged monitor the image was on, flickering as it spoke, a sickly green color. "I am Robert Edwin House, and I believe my talents may be of some use to your government, I'm assuming you are this Emperor's second in command?"

Starlight shook her head. "No, but I am one of the highest ranking military officials within the Empire currently, the Emperor is taking a day off and so the message transmitted for him was sent to me, how do you think you can be of use to the Empire? And what exactly, are you?"

House almost sounded smug, through his monitor. "By the time I was 30 years old, I was a billionaire 30 times over. I founded and ran a vast economic empire, and I'm an industrialist and technologist who's had several thousand years of absolute solitude to draw up plans for various fantastical devices that I'm sure your Emperor and your Crystal Empire, will find some use for, as for what I am? I, am unsure of this, I was cybernetic until my body withered away seventy five years after the Great Calamity, as the few survivors took to calling it, yet somehow I remained alive within my mainframe, my body is nothing but dust, if even that. I'd know as I've looked at the cameras in my pod."

General Glimmer seemed to think for a minute, before sighing and speaking. "Alright, so that means your a Digital Intelligence, a sentient being who's become digitalized." She grabbed an advanced storage crystal from her left pocket and placed it against a port in the terminal, and slid it in with a little strain. "Transfer yourself, and all your information, blueprints, whatever, to this, and I'll have you uploaded to another computer system, one which I think will be more advanced than your current one."

"Alright, I am trusting that you will uphold your word on this, I also request my Snow globe collection be brought with me, ensure they are not damaged, I have spent eons ensuring they were kept pristine and clean." With that the screen went dark, finally dying as the power was shut down at long last. Starlight looked at one of the androids. "Find the snow globes and don't damage them, I'm going to talk to Lorenzo tomorrow about this person, maybe he knows something."

The android saluted. "Affirmative General, it shall be done." Then it turned around and began its search for the snow globes.

Author's Note

Hallo all! I got the manuka drawn! sadly, I'm out of funds for more art coms, and will be for the foreseeable future, if you wanna help with that so I can show you guys what the aliens I write actually look like (Cuz lets be honest I'm shit at describing) then pm me, and let me know!

Their skin is supposed to be a dark golden color, but that was hard to get so I settled on this.

As a brief explanation, the A-20 Havoc is the Crystal Empire's version of the Modern American A-10, but uses antigrav and energy weapons tech rather than pure ballistics, its a giant gatling laser pretty much that flies. Just like the a-10 is pretty much a flying 'fuck you' gun.