The sun shone brightly upon the mountainside city. As it had done for the past three hundred years. Just as the sun always shone upon the city, so too did its people mill about doing their day to day tasks as they always had. It was peaceful, almost peaceful at any rate. This city was the safest location that Kildid ruled over, it was their Capital, the shining beacon of what their civilization was to be, and he loved it. What he didn't love was the news of recent attacks on towns at the outskirts of the mountain. They had been occurring far too often lately for his liking.

He sighed, enjoying a cup of tea as he stood overlooking his Capital city from a window in his estate. Looking back down at his desk he sighed again, this time it wasn't happy either. The bomb had been developed five years ago and he had debated every day since it wad first tested and refined, whether to use it or not. Kildid didn't know why he didn't just sign off on the operation to begin with, maybe it was because it seemed wrong to kill so many with such little effort. On the other hand, he thought to himself, those that'd be killed didn't give a damn they were sentient just like them, all they saw his kind as, was food. Looking over a map, one of their settlements was expanding a little too close to the mountain for his liking, or the liking of his military advisors. Kildid felt it was time to use the bomb, even if he didn't like the idea of harming so many, they cared not if they harmed his species, so by that logic, why should he care what harm came to them? More so when said harm was well deserved after hundreds of years of being prey, being food for something larger than him and no less intelligent.

Kildid felt that was what sickened him most, these creatures were just as intelligent as his species, yet choose to ate his kind whenever they found them, caring nothing at all for the families they ripped apart, the children they separated from mothers before consuming them live, still screaming until they swallowed, the towns, and small cities they ruined in the process with their large size. With a glare at the paper on his desk, he signed his name and picked up a telephone off the desk, cranking it a few times before the line connected. "Yes, President?"

Looking over the paper he signed, he spoke with conviction in his voice. "Operation Holy Flame has been approved. I want those bombers up in less than five hours or your ass is fired."

The other voice on the line remained professional, showing no hint of what they thought. "At once, Sir, they'll be up at the requested time, the target?"

"The town closest to us, by the bottom of the mountain two miles off, they've been expanding too fast, if they get too close they'll no doubt try what they do to all the towns of ours they find." The line went dead as he set the phone back onto the set. And turned his chair to look outside the window once more upon his Capital, finishing his now cold tea.

-------------Equestrian Capital, Canterlot-------------

Princess Celestia sighed, sipping a cup of tea. She did still quite enjoy tea despite Quantum being her favorite drink currently, still an old classic, you couldn't beat a good cup of tea with just a dash of honey. Looking over some paperwork she smiled. Lorenzo was sending in more shipments of Thalaill steak soon, she liked Thalaill steak quite a bit. It was a tad saltier than she was used too, which helped add to the novelty of it for her. Over the eons she'd ruled Equestria she'd tried all manner of dishes and drinks from every kingdom, some no longer existing. Her ponies could be so creative, but there's only so many flavors of cake one can make before eventually you've tried them all, moreso when you're immortal like she was! So she was immensely happy for the new dishes to try, flavors and spices she'd never had before, and more to come in the coming years! All very exciting.

She quite liked Ippafruit, it was tart, almost like a pomegranate, but sweet at the same time in a confusing combination of flavors, when juiced the closest thing she could compare it too would be lemonade, but that didn't do it justice, it really was an alien flavor. Already she'd set ponies to planting the fruit in the Royal Canterlot Gardens, and as far as she knew they'd taken well to the soil. Celestia also found it amusing that she was the only one allowed to plant the seeds of the fruit beyond the Crystal Empire's borders. Often it was sold to others in a dried form, or juiced, no seeds to be found for replanting, but Lorenzo had made an exception for her given she was a friend. She was also set to get a small herd of Thalaill to try and rear them for meat. She eagerly awaited that, if it proved viable for Equestria, another new meat would be on the mass market.

Thinking about it, the Crystal Empire was likely raking in the Bits from selling alien seasonings and spices, she knew for a fact the Griffon Empire was importing a lot of those recently. Her horn began to glow with a golden hue as a telescope floated over to her, walking onto a balcony she raised it to her eye focusing on the Everfree Forest. Just as she'd expected to see, ponies and machines alike leaped closer, tree's being sliced down and trucks hauling construction equipment paving a new road. Celestia smiled as she watched that, the Castle Of The Two Sisters, her former home, and the former capital of Equestria, was being rebuilt, and a new capital around it as well to serve as a backup should anything ever happen to Canterlot. Faust forbid, but it was a possibility. She'd decided to do that after learning Lorenzo had decidedly made the Imperial City of Vonolla on Vanov, a secondary capital from which his Empire could be managed should the capital be destroyed. It had seemingly been the former capital of the Akun Empire before they got absorbed, according to Lorenzo, so it already had a palace and was constructed to manage an interstellar empire.

Lorenzo had gone on in detail how it was a pain in the ass to retrofit the Imperial Palace with air-conditioning units, and proper beds, as the akun slept on sleeping mats, which reminded her of the foam mats you'd see ponies doing yoga on at public gyms. She had taken this idea and decided to have the former capital of Equestria rebuilt. It would be a rather easy task, even if it was to take a few months. Modern equipment and construction technology made a task that would take years before, now to mere months, thank Faust for that. It could also serve as a secondary starship port so Ponyville could get a slight break in the traffic. Her mind went to the cities destroyed when the Zetans fired their deathray at Equis, intending to cleanse it of life, but being unable to bring it's full power to bear, shooting in desperation it might frighten them into ceasing their attacks on that starship. Without thinking of it, her teacup shattered into thousands of small shards of glass. Her eyes and mane taking on a more flame-like quality, before she realized what she was doing and ceased.

Looking down she glared at the shards. "Oh for fucks sake, again?" With another flash from her horn, the shards, along with the spilled tea, were gone. Celestia went back to overlooking the blueprints for the backup capital. But in the back of her mind, an anger was festering silently, and it was directed at those little green bastards.

------------------------Leva, General Health Clinic----------

Doctor Christoph was overlooking X-rays from a previous patient, before storing them away in the allocated file cabinet. Just as he did so, his next patient walked into the room, green sweatpants and a purple hoodie on, one of the locals. Checking the chart he grabbed a pen and motioned for her to sit down. "Name, age, prior health conditions, previous occupation before the Crystal Empire took over management of Leva?"

"Azula, my age is 28 local solar cycles, no previous health conditions that I know of, I've never been sick before, and prior occupation was a Musketwoman for Empress Vodain's military." The scratching of pen on paper was all that was heard for a few moments as the Doctor noted down her information, before he lowered the clipboard.

The moment he did, Azula's face went blue as she recognized him to be the male who used her lap as a pillow last week. He seemed to recognize her as well, as the Doctor looked flustered for a moment before speaking. "Apologies, my 'escort' as you could call him, showed me the video from his optics after I woke up, I'd been working for two days with minimal sleep, however we're not here for that, we're here for some general medical testing, please step into the Auto-doc to your left on the wall, and strip beforehand, I will be behind this curtain. Please inform me of when you are inside the Auto-doc."

Azula did as asked, and after putting her clothes on the chair stepped into the pod. "I'm in, what now?" She was curious, this was the first time she'd been inside one of these healing palaces, as they'd been nicknamed by her people.

"Just stand still, and let the pod do it's work, don't be alarmed."

Don't be alarmed? What could that mean? Azula found out quickly what it meant as several needles jabbed into her back, and a blue light began to shine inside the pod as sensors moved up and down in circular motions within as the pod shut. There was a slight pinch of pain from the needles, but it quickly vanished as another jabbed her in the neck as the others retreated, injecting a stimpack along with a mild painkiller. The pod flashed green for a few moments, then opened. "Please inform me of when you've reclothed yourself."

As instructed, she put her clothes back on, and called out. Doctor Christoph walked out from behind the curtain, tapping away at a glowing screen on the wall, several results spitting out in a language she couldn't read, images of her internal organs, skeletal and muscular system, nervous system, and every other bodily system she could imagine was being shown in clear images with lines and words pointing to specific things. Again however she couldn't exactly READ what it said. "Vitals look good, no signs of stress on any joints, beyond what's normal for your species age, congratulations you are in excellent health aside from a minor vitamin C deficiency, I'm going to suggest you eat more fruits, and if that doesn't pan out in two weeks, give you a vitamin supplement."

Azula grinned. "I didn't exactly mind being used as a pillow, ya know. We could do that again sometime." That made the Doctor start stuttering as he tried, and failed to form coherent words.

Author's Note

oooo, new guys? Who are they? What'll they do? Who are they gonna bomb? Find out in due time, but feel free to guess! Lol, also sorry the chapter is short, but I'm busy XD, comment more often folks, I enjoy readin em! We also have a Discord server, mostly dead, but it allows readers to talk to one another, share memes n shit, an jus generally ask me questions if ya got any