Site 001, the place where the worst of the worst in the Crystal Empire went after committing horrible crimes, those whom could not be reformed with hard work and rewards to behave like a proper member of society. It was the Crystal Empire's only Maximum Security Prison, the only designation it had was Site 001. Criminals whom committed grand crimes but not deserving of the Death Sentence were sent here. Crimes that could get you here where attempted murder, assault of the elderly or foals, and several others not worth mentioning due to how creative they could end up being. Crimes like Rape and Murder just got you shot the moment you where found guilty, and good luck lying to a changeling when they can just scan your memories, and if your a Changeling, have fun trying to lie when your part of a Hivemind. Thankfully Site 001 only had seven inmates, each one locked away into a cryogenic tube. Today two of them would be being released, while their fifty year sentence hadn't been fully served, the Emperor had seen fit to release them back into the world at large.

She looked down at her data-pad. Confirming the pods occupants, Jet Set and Upper Crust. Crimes committed, destruction of government property, attempted claiming of government property, assault of an elderly mare, attempted assault of the Emperor. The Deathclaw looked up from her pad, damn that was an interesting set of crimes. Had the Emperor been less kind than he was she was certain he could have used that incident to start an all out War with Equestria. She wouldn't contest it however, she only had one job and she was going to ensure it was done. Pressing a series of security codes into the keypad which was connected to both pods, once the correct codes where entered it beeped and the pods hissed as they heated up to regular room temperature. Their occupants awakening from their forced cryogenic slumber with gasps and coughing. "I am site Overseer Desdemona. You are to be released back into Equestria effective immediately, the Emperor in his Grand wisdom and mercy has seen fit to release you two back into the world of the living a few decades earlier than intended."

Jet set sat on the floor, gasping for air while his wife passed out onto the floor next to him, the first natural bout of sleep in quite awhile. "W..what the FUCK are you? And what year is it?!"

Overseer Desdemona growled, causing the equine to cower as he realized that while sentient, the person before him was very much a deadly predator. "It is currently 7957 AU." His eyes narrowed into pinpricks as his mouth gaped open. "However, using the Equestrian calendar, it would be about 1034 AN." She still didn't understand why the Emperor had decided to add the years that had passed since something called the Great Calamity, but it wasn't her job to question those above her, her job was to release those below her when ordered.

Jet Set stared at the ground in shock for a few minutes. "We've been locked in those...horrible, things for nine years? What's happened to my mansion? My servants, estate? My bank accounts and businesses?"

Overseer Desdemona snorted. "Irrelevant, you are no longer a problem of the Crystal Empire, you two are going to be tossed onto the first train to Canterlot and then banned from ever returning to the Empire. Returning unauthorized will result in termination." She picked both up, careful to ensure the leather sheaths on her claws remained fastened tightly. It wouldn't bode well on her record if she were to accidentally shred the two former inmates by being careless and lazy. Jet Set tried to struggle, but all that accomplished was her squeezing him lightly in her massive clawed hand, causing him to yelp and freeze in terror. His unconscious wife was much easier to carry, being limp as an overcooked celery stalk.

Site 001 had its own metro system, which was hooked into the main railway system, any unauthorized trains trying to enter its tunnel system would be derailed by magnetic mines designed to attach to unauthorized railway trains. However since this was an automated, and more importantly authorized train, it rolled right on past over the Tesla and Magnetic mines with ease as it sped off towards Canterlot. Its two sole occupants speeding along within, one pissing himself with terror, while the other snored unaware of the world around her.

----------------Scras Empire, Imperial Palace.-----------------

Empress Ulgo was sat upon her throne, pondering the recent meeting that Empress Vodain had called, normally one of them would only call a meeting if there had been trade disputes, or more robbers on the trading caravans than usual. When she had learned of the new power in the land, she was skeptical, but she refused to throw a hissy fit like her rival Empress had done, without shame no less.

The Arkeil Empire truly had no hope of surviving any real conflict with how brutish that Empress was. Just as she turned her head to order a message be taken down to be sent to this new power, she heard a loud commotion from the other side of the throne room doors, before a soldier wearing the colors of the Arkeil Empire burst through the doors, falling to her knees as tears dripped down her face. Breathing in a ragged manner that reminded her of a dying animal, she spoke. "The Arkeil Empire is no more! We have been invaded by a force from beyond the Goddesses domain! They came from the skies and brought a being of pure darkness with them....we stood no chance of resisting them! The Empress, by the Goddesses the Empress is presumed to be dead when a Monster slaughtered the entire Imperial Guard!" She pulled a jagged knife from her pouch. "May the Goddesses forgive me for my cowardice." Then with one swift movement, had slit her own throat open, falling to her side, letting our sickeningly wet gurgles and spilling dark blue colored blood onto the palace floors before the gurgling went silent and her body fell still. Much to the absolute horror of Empress Ulgo.

She looked to her startled guards as she rapidly scribbled onto a sheet of parchment with a quill coated in ink. "I want this sent to the highest authority of this new power as soon as possible, I do not wish for any delays, get it there within five hours or else." The Empress handed the parchment to a soldier in a drab brown armor, who saluted by putting a fist to her own chest before rushing off. The Empress looked on in disgust as the body was removed and Royal Slaves began to clean the floor of blood, which had begun to soak into the red carpets, staining them an unsightly blotched purple color.

-------------------------------Crystal Empire Colony, Prisoner of War Camp-----------------

They had only been there a few hours, and still Kailzuk couldn't understand what their captors planned to do with them. She and Roldat had been told it was a 'Prisoner of War' camp, except that made no sense to her. Why waste resources on enemy prisoners? Why not just send them right to work in the mines or chopping lumber? Hard labor that was so tiring no one could even think of escaping after their quota was met. But that wasn't what this place was for, apparently. Tall walls made of linked loops of a strong durable metal, surrounded the camp itself, at the top of these walls was something called 'Razorwire' which seemed to be glowing red as if it had still come out of the forge mere minutes ago, but it had remained glowing and radiating heat for hours now. The soldiers confused her the most, and likely her fellow Manuka, as they were varied in species. As if they had come from another world, one type was short with odd eyes that swiveled about, another massive with horns and claws that made even the dreaded Jakaps of legend look tame. However one species stood out as being remarkably close to her own.

She hadn't had the nerve to go up and ask what it's species was called, and it had only taken it's solid black helmet off for merely a minute to take a drink of some brown liquid in a bottle that had a red logo she couldn't read on it. Kalizuk shivered as she watched that helmeted head pivot about, it looked like a giant insect, red glowing eyes everywhere on the helmet, she had no idea how it could see. When it had it's helmet off however, she was almost reminded of one of the males you'd rarely see back home, she herself had a brother who was guarded like the rarest of gems. It's skin was a pale pink color, rather than the proper golden hue her own species had, it's eyes were smaller than hers but seemingly not by much, and they didn't have tusks either. Very weird to see, very weird and almost uncanny to see something that looks so much like yourself but not at the same time, she didn't know the term for it, if one even existed. What surprised her the most was when food was being rationed out to her and her former friends in arms, it wasn't just some mashed slop which was more often than not, not fit for even a mere beast to consume, rather it was some odd metal container that held warm pink flesh of some sort. The container had bright yellow lettering on the side that said 'CRAM', she didn't know what they meant as she couldn't read them, but it was tasty enough at any rate.

--------------Former Arkeil Empire, two hours after Invasion, Slave Auction----------

Khicoits smiled broadly, her tusks polished till they shined. Today was another haul and she'd be making her family quite a lot of coin with this specific haul. An entire tribe more or less of uncivilized manuka! The males had already been spirited away and paid for, the females however were just as valuable as house servants or hard labor workers. Something that needed doing they could be trained to do it with minimal punishment. Her smile faltered somewhat when she remembered the rumors the Capital had fallen, but then went back to her normal self, you couldn't trust the word of someone who consumed so many herbal plants after all.

Looking down at the eager crowd she made a sweeping motion with her arms. "Ladies, welcome to the weekly slave auction! Today I have 25 females of varying ages and health for sale!" Said slaves were chained to the stage itself with iron chains and shackles keeping them tied to the stage but still standing, and they were afforded no clothes so the clients could see what they were getting in full detail. Once they were paid for she didn't give a damn what their new owners did with them. "Bidding begins at 50 coin per slave!" Immediately bids began to go up. Then everyone went silent as not even five minutes after the auction officially began odd noises were heard, before dozens of strange beings and craft moved into the town with a swift and preciseness that wasn't out of place for soldiers.

People who were bidding in the crowd began to panic as many realized the entire town was surrounded, and being filled by soldiers so alien to them that they couldn't possibly be from the Goddesses Domain. As a group of short lizard-like creatures with odd stubby looking weapons that put her in mind of a super compact crossbow made of polished black metal skittered towards the stage holding the slaves, one of her hired guards tried to stab at it with a spear. While the spear did strike the odd creature it didn't even puncture its dark green armor. However when it raised the odd weapon everyone in earshot nearly pissed themselves as the weapon let out three loud bursts of noise as well as a flash. No one knew what had happened at first, then the hired guard fell to the ground, three holes in her neck and one in her chin.

That's when panic took the crowd, most simply trying to flee and finding nowhere was safe to hide as the invaders, for that's what they undoubtedly were, where everywhere in the small town. One of them spoke, its entire body covered in armor that looked to be made of the blackest iron, the eyes on the creature's blank face five red glowing eyes on every side of its head. "This territory is now under the administration of the Crystal Empire! You are to obey or perish, as ordered by Superior Frank Horrigan." This just made the panic worse. Khicoits had remained in place atop the stage, not daring to move for fear of having what happened to the hired brute happening to her, the odd weapons sounded like pure power to her.

When one of the odd soldiers turned an eyeturret to the stage she grinned, easing up some, maybe she'd be richer than she thought. After all, what common soldier doesn't dream of owning a personal slave to do all they desire? She walked up to it, she couldn't tell its gender, and motioned towards the stage. "I can sell you a fine slave, the highest quality in the entire world, for a price of course." She didn't get the eager response she expected, rather it turned an eyeturret to her while keeping one on the stage.

Finally the creature spoke. "Slavery is barbarism, and illegal under the laws of the Empire, you are hereby under arrest for sentient trafficking." And pointed its odd weapon at her, in anger and fear she tried to kick the small creature like a pest, forgetting for a moment what had happened to her guard, but in mere seconds she was reminded forcibly what had happened as there was a series of loud bangs. Her right leg was peppered with small holes, then with larger ones as the projectiles tore free from her flesh out the other end, not caring about the bone and muscle in their path. She didn't feel the impacts at first, then she felt searing pain as her body finally registered the wounds as blood began to trickle out of the new holes in her leg, she screamed. Then she made no more noise as the akun bashed her in the face with the butt of its automatic rifle, knocking her out cold.

-------------System 2-443---------

Captain Sarkin Trevlos crew was ready to die if need be, die fighting whoever the strange craft belonged to in order to protect the colony they had been sent to deliver goods to. Even if the trip took several years, they'd still live long enough to make a life for themselves on the colony as their ship was restocked, and recrewed, then sent back with others who had been trained to do the task by now. However the ship didn't openly appear hostile. It had no weapons with which it could fire, not any the crew could see. That didn't mean shit however when everything it held could be internal, so they kept their guard up. One of the crew manning a console spoke up. "Sir? It's trying to send visual communication with us, should I accept?" Captain Sarkin gave a silent nod, and at once the screen lit up with a blue color, a single darker blue line on it.

A harshly synthetic voice sounded out through the speakers. "I am Calculator, identify yourselves and your purpose. Your craft does not match Fedan design." The bridge went deathly quiet for a few moments.

Captain Sarkin looked to his crew, then back at the screen and spoke cautiously. "We are a simple cargo ship headed for the Colony world, we come from the Maunga Council from Requirem, we do not know who these Fedans you speak off."

There was a five second pause before an image was forced onto the screen in place of the solid blue line, showing a centauroid creature covered in fur with bioluminescent horns and oddly long arms. "This is a Fedan, by their own logs they took your colony world by force five local years ago, assuming it was your species homeworld. They have enslaved the colonists, slaughtered thousands, if not more, and subjugated them to horrible conditions. My Emperor has seen fit to liberate them from the Fedans, as we speak every Fedan on that world is being slaughtered like the vermin they are." The voice said coldly.

Capitan Sarkins face went blank. "Could you by chance, tell me what these conditions are?" The rest of the crew watched the screen in anticipation and worry. Some showing anger, others sadness at the news. Their colony had been invaded? Why had no signal been sent out to Requirem? Surely if one had been sent, they'd have picked it up on their transit to the colony world, given their starship was a sublight one.

The image vanished to be replaced with the same blue line from before, which vibrated slightly as the voice spoke. "Their crimes include but are not limited to the following. Enslavement, mutilation, murder of unarmed civilians, murder of newborns, infants, children, and mothers. Collaring of every member of the Nga species, with spinal hooks that are designed to release shocks should orders and commands be disobeyed. Destruction of monuments, crimes against sentience. It is for these reasons I am to exterminate every last member of that species on this world, to their last. Age, gender, does not matter, I was ordered to exterminate, so I shall exterminate." Despite the synthetic sounding nature, it almost sounded, happy, at the prospect of killing so many for what they had done.

Sarkin found he couldn't completely disagree with the thought of happily killing these vermin. And jumped at the prospect of helping free the colony from their grasp. "My crew and I will assist in the liberation of our people, we can make planetfall in twenty minutes." The crew was about to begin preparations, but before they could even rise from their work stations and control consoles the AI spoke again.

"Not necessary. All engagements are currently underway by Automated Combat Units. Estimated time to localized extinction of Fedans planetside, two minutes and twenty three seconds." The screen changed again to a video feed showing combat footage from a drone that seemed to have two gatling guns for arms, mowing down Fedans. Soldier, civilian, and everything in-between, yet somehow none of the Nga Noho in the chaos where harmed in the assaults being shown on the screen. In fact several seemed to be getting medical attention while others where shown rebelling against their former masters." The bridge remained completely silent. The Sarkin nor anyone on the command deck could find something to say.

---------------------------Crystal Palace----------------------------

I sighed relaxing in the large hot tub with Moon, while Chrysalis was off in the royal spa enjoying a magical mud bath, whatever that was. I didn't often use these facilities of the palace for the simple fact of not seeing a need too. However Moon had managed to convince me after awhile. "You know what? You where right, I did need this, I also need to up the pay the royal masseuses get because I feel ten years younger after that full body massage." I had to admit this.

Moon laughed. "I'm glad I managed to convince you, you're stubborn as a mule sometimes, also, ten years younger? You're thirty five! I'm over a thousand years old and your a mere child compared to me in age you dork." She grabbed a glass of Vodka from the small table next to the hot tub and took a sip. "Still, it does feel nice, being here I mean, I'm welcome, I'm even loved. It's much more than I could have hoped for when I was back in my Equestria, forced to hide in the shadows lest I be found and Celestia would attempt to exterminate me for merely existing after being ripped from Luna."

Grabbing a beer from the table an taking a long gulp, I nodded. "Had she tried I'd have sent er packin with those wings of hers plucked clean." That made Moon snort loudly and nearly choke on her drink. Much to my own amusement. Just as I was finally beginning to unwind, I had to be interrupted, because of fucking course I would be.

A crystal pony in purple colored combat armor, something all palace guards wore if not outright suits of power armor, stepped into the room and bowed low. "A thousand apologies Your Majesty for intruding upon your private day off, however an urgent matter has arisen that needs your attending, General Glimmer has come upon an individual of possible importance who calls himself 'Robert Edwin House' and is awaiting converse with His Majesty at this current time." She stood up from her bow. The response she got was glass shattering as I dropped my drink in shock.

"WHAT?!"

Author's Note

Hello all! here's a chapter, sorry for the long wait, expect to wait more lol, I don't write on a set cycle XD. If ya wanna donate to get more art for species in the story and other things I plan, pm me, I have a ko-fi but have no clue how to use the fuckin thing, so Paypal works better, hope ya liked this :D