Invaders: A New King For Equestria

June 15th, 1902

Canterlot Palace, Canterlot Equestria

The walls were built of cold gray stone, ancient to him as he had not seen such a prison in all his years. These were not the more familiar walls of concrete and sliding rock hard steel doors of the supermax prisons he was familiar with. This was a place that he felt the stupidest of convicts could break out of if it were not for his binds. He was stuck to the wall by a chain around his left arm nothing on his right as it had been removed after his capture.

Once his captors had discovered that his right arm was made of steel rather than flesh they would undoubtedly experiment on it. They had experimented on everything of his, his guns, knives, ammo, armor, clothes, and even him. The scientists in their white labcoats had shot him, stabbed him, blown him up with dynamite, dissected him, and electrocuted him. They found that all that seemed to work in stopping him was electrocution.

It was obvious they knew, as every time he yanked on his shackle, a bolt of electricity shot throughout his body. They questioned his name, they asked him about the marking on his shoulder blade that read "CSSEC-001". They were more than angry when he would only respond with "Go to hell" no matter how much electricity they sent through his body. He was broken from his thoughts by the familiar sound of the barred steel door swinging open.

"You come to cut me open again?" he asked in his deep voice "or may shove a stick of dynamite up my-" he was cut short when the guard, in his glinting gold armor and crested helm responded in a stuck-up snobby way:

"We have some people who would like to speak with you," several more guards came in "Please com quietly or we will-"

"What?" he asked almost sarcastically "Shoot me with your magic? Or will you just electrocute me again?"

"Just come" exclaimed the guard now angered.

The guards were forced to drag him up from the dungeon as he had decided he would not give them the joy of just leading him. Rather, he decided that he would rather them carry him to his destination than just walk there. He was brought into a rather blank room, like his cell it was made from stone. The only real difference being that it was larger, there was a table at the center with seven chairs six on one side and on on the other, a single light bulb above it.

"They will be here momentarily," said the guard who had led him in there as his broad form was sat in the chair which looked small compared to his size.

He was shackled to a chain that came from the floor which he knew was more than likely electricized. The guards left the room, assuming he would not try and break out, leaving him alone in the dim light of the single bulb. Not long after, a door across from him that had been invisible in the dim opened up, flooding the room with bright light. Entering the room were six young women, two looked familiar to him.

One he recognized as the curly-haired girl that had run from him, someone who most would not remember from a brief glimpse. But, his memory was far more enhanced than the average man. The other he recognized as the one who had bayonetted him and blasted off part of his face, he recognized the blonde hair and the bruises on her neck from his grip. Now the others stood out, one was a bit shorter than the others with fair skin and very long pink hair, very long pink hair, she was wearing a simple green dress.

The way she stood, looking down at the ground, he could tell that she was quite shy. One had skin that had been tanned by makeup with deep blue eye shadow that matched her hair in color and an odd white horn protruding from her forehead. She wore a dark blue dress that glittered in the dim light, snow-white fur lining its collar. The smug look on her face showed that she thought highly of herself, a fan in her hands made to look like a peacock.

There stood another who was probably the shortest, she stood out due to her rainbow-colored hair that was cut short and the massive blue feathered wings on her back. Her skin was olive in tone and she dressed more like a factory worker than a woman. Overalls and thick gloves like wartime factory workers that were stained by bright colors. At the center of this diverse group stood a girl whose hair was made up of violet and purple streaks that were cut into bangs at the front.

Her skin also showed a noticeable olive tone to it but she looked more like the bookworm type with her round glasses with thin wireframes. She stood out from the others as she had both large violet wings and a violet horn protruding from her forehead. Her dress was simple as well, made up mostly of purple and white with a large purple leather sack at her side, bulging with books. Each one took a seat at the table with the violet-haired girl sitting in the middle and placing her sack of books on the table.

For what seemed like hours they stared at each other before the violet haired one spoke:

"Who are you?" her voice was angry but calm something he was used to using such a voice. He opened his mouth and spoke in his deep voice with his country-sounding accent:

"I'll tell ya ma name, on one condition," he rubbed his graying black beard with his hand "You bring me one of your finest cigars," he propped his bare feet on the table and leaned his chair against the wall

The violet-haired girl got up from her seat and made her way to the door. She opened it and flooded the room with light, there was an exchange between a guard outside and the door slammed shut. She returned to her seat and asked again:

"Who are you?" her voice was calmer now. He rested his feet on the floor and let the chair fall forward, and rubbed his chin again, looking at them.

"Who are y'all?" he asked "I'll tell you ma name if you tell me y'all's names" he smiled at the women smugly.

"Well darling, my name is Rarity," responded the blue-haired girl who sat on the far side of the table in her sophisticated voice.

"I'm Rainbow Dash," replied the rainbow-haired girl with a sort of fire in her voice.

"M-my name is... Fluttershy" replied the long-haired one, so quietly it was almost a whisper.

"HellohighhowdoyoudoMynameisPinkiePie!" replied the curly-haired girl who would have likely continued if not for the blonde-haired girl.

The blonde-haired girl's face was plastered with anger, unlike the rest "ah'm Applejack" was all she said and with no hint of anything other than anger in her voice. Finally, the violet haired girl spoke:

"And my name is Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship," she cleared her throat "Now, what is your name?"

"Rip Van Winkle" he began to chuckle, his chuckling soon turned to a fit of deep hearty laughter as he slammed his fist on the table before it evolved into a coughing fit. Before he could continue there was a knock at the door, Twilight got up and opened the door, there was another brief exchange, and the door shut. Twilight sat back down and sat with a long brown cigar in hand with a rounded end and a flat end and a small matchbook.

She sat them both in front of "Rip Van Winkle" and asked:

"Who are you?"

The man picked up the cigar and stuck it between his teeth before striking a match and sticking it to the cigar. He sucked on it until a dull orange glow began to emit from it and he blew out a smelly cloud of gray tobacco smoke. His voice then took on a serious tone and he began:

"I am CSSEC-001, which stands for 'Confederate Super-Soldier Experiment Clone Version One'. I identify myself as Aaron and I am here to warn you about an invasion from my homeworld," He was cut off by Twilight

"Wait a minute, who are these 'Confeder-" she too was cut off when Aaron placed his finger over her lips

"Ah was getting there before you so rudely cut me off," he replied through his cigar, he took another puff "The Confederate States of America is one of the most powerful nations in my homeworld along with the Republic of Petersburg and German Empire. Before I arrived here, the Confederacy had been working on a way to pass over into your universe. They had sent a man through a small portal to make sure that this place was safe to enter. But now, they're sending the Army, CADAC, and the Navy through and they're here to take over."

Rainbow Dash began to snicker under her breath before bursting out into a laughing fit complete with tears, kicking and gripping her stomach. Soon after Pinkie Pie followed and even Applejack began to chuckle quietly as well, covering her mouth with her fist. The only ones not laughing were Fluttershy in her timidness, Rarity in her properness, and Twilight who actually seemed interested.

"What do you mean, 'our universe'?" she asked.

"ah mean that there is a near-infinite number o' universes in existence, yours was somehow the closest and they've found and as of now they're likely gonna pass through real soon. Ask your long-headed friend over there, she saw me fall from the sky," he responded

"H-how did you know?" questioned Fluttershy who had tried to remain hidden.

"Ah was awake for the whole thing, hurt like a motherfucker when I hit the ground," he responded.

"Like a what?" Twilight questioned in response

Aaron paused and glared at her before saying "we're getting off track, mah point is that you're in danger. They'll destroy you, they have guns that will rip your soldiers to shreds and armor that will hold up against just about whatever you shoot them with,"

"What about Magic?" asked Twilight

"That depends, is it destructive in nature?" responded Aaron firmly, pointing at her with his cigar in hand.

"N-no" Twilight stammered for the proper words "But, it is defensive"

"Ya mean like shields?" responded the super-soldier "Let's say ya use these shields, even if they could block artillery fire and storms of falling bombs, it won't last forever and you'll run out of energy" he slammed his fist down so hard the table shook "And when your magic runs out, then you'll be obliterated like that" he snapped his fingers, still holding the cigar betwixt his fingers. "Ya see, they don't have magical shields from horns on their heads, they don't have wings on their backs. So they create machines to do these things, they have steel beasts that take the place of magic shields, and flying machines that go higher than you could perceive,"

"That's impossible!" responded Twilight

"Is it though? Is it any more impossible than them passing through some portal into your universe?!" he responded now enraged, he shot up from his seat but sat back down as he felt the stabs of electricity coarse through his body.

Twilight stood up from her seat, she did not know whether it was from genuine fear or annoyance of what many would see as insane ramblings from an insane man.

"You're... you're crazy," was her only response, the rest stood up as well and began to leave the room.

"YOU BETTER PREPARE!" he shouted as they left "I'VE SEEN THEM FIGHT, I FOUGHT FOR THEM, THEY WON'T STOP UNTIL YOUR GROUND BENEATH THEIR BOOTS, THEY'LL BE HERE SOON AND YOU SHALL ALL SEE!"

Twilight took one look behind her at the man before she opened the door and left the chamber and into the open halls of the palace. But, even as she laid herself down to sleep later that night, she could not shake what he had said "They'll be here soon,"

June 16th, 1902

Somewhere in Western Equestria near an old village

Daisy Rose was a florist by trade, she sold flowers to the denizens of her little village to make a modest profit which she used to live a simplistic life. Of course, a simplistic life was all you could truly live in her small village on what felt like the edge of civilization with no more than fifty people. Her parents, Rough Breeze, and Lily-Rose had been part of the first settlers in this small farming village nearly thirty years ago.

Daisy was young at maybe twenty-three years old with dark red hair and rosy red cheeks on her fair face. She was shorter and curvier than some wearing a gray and white dress with a brown leather apron around her waist. She stood at the open window of what was her shop and home, a sort of market stall on the ground floor and her home on the top floor. She stood and watch the other villagers go about their days, leaning on the counter of her open stall as she felt the cool summer breeze.

It was truly a calm day for this small farming village on the edge of the world, no different than any other. Daisy was snapped from her thoughts when an evergrowing roar suddenly began to emanate from the forest west of the village, shaking the whole village.

"EARTHQUAKE!" she heard a woman cry out

"NO! A MONSTER!" a man shouted

Daisy left her shop and walked out onto the main road cutting through town and stared out at the forest like the many other villagers. As this roar grew closer to the village it became readily apparent, whatever monster it was had not come alone, as innumerable other roars began to grow alongside it. Soon the crashing of trees was heard as well like the entire forest was being cut down at once. Animals came darting from the treeline, rabbits, squirrels, deer, and the many other residents of the forest all left its protection.

The roars grew closer and closer, the villagers frozen in terror as they looked towards the forest. Then they all shared a horrified as bright white eyes appeared in the roofed darkness of the trees that slowly moved closer with the monotonous roar of the monsters. Then the unblinking eyes disappeared for a brief moment before the trees at the forest's edge toppled down and a hulking beast of steel painted matte gray came forward from the forest on steel tracks.

The machine stood over even Daisy's two-story house mounting a long-barreled cannon on the front of its massive hull and two bigger ones on the sides. On its roof sat the largest gun of them all, extending past the hull it sat in a tall turret like one of a battleship. The beast rolled to a stop, its roar quieting down to a growl. The turret of the beast rotated around with a low whir as if it were scanning for its prey before eventually ceasing when it was facing forward again.

Then the most surprising thing happened, a man emerged from the roof of the turret wearing gray military fatigues and a gray steel helmet covering most of his head, in his hands were black binoculars. he placed his eyes to the binoculars and gazed around before pointing east and shouting down the hatch:

"CONTINUE FORWARD!" With that, he climbed back in and the beast roared to life again, going forward again, snapping the villagers from their shock. Accept for Daisy, she stood and stared at the approaching steel machine. The machine continued its approach as she stood aghast before it slowed to a halt again. Muffled shouting could be heard from within as the beast sat there. Eventually, Daisy finally snapped from her horror-induced trance and ran away from the beast which continued on not long after.

The beast moved on revealing the columns of soldiers donning gray fatigues covered by matte gray armored plates hid beneath army coats, their heads were protected by gray steel helmets and in their hands were a diverse array of guns. They marched with a great many wheeled machines and smaller tracked ones. It wasn't just in the village, soldiers and machines emerged from all across the forest, traveling over the flatlands outside of its cover and crossing the landscapes.

June 16th, 1902

Skies Above Equestria

High Glide soared high over Equestria, high above the white clouds that showed off his hard work. He worked for the weather services moving clouds across the sky, it was his break and he could now fly freely over Equestria. his hair was curly and a bluish-white that fell over his face. He was dressed in gray overalls with a white shirt beneath them and a flat cap on his head with his teal wings stretched out behind him.

The brilliant blue of the sky surrounded him and the midday sun floated overhead as he zipped through wisps of thin white cloud. He rolled and flipped and looped through the sky without a car in the world. As he made one loop he saw something off in the distance, a wall of dark gray clouds that looked out of place. Strange he thought I don't think there were supposed to be any storms today. He flew closer to the clouds, hearing the rolling sounds of thunder and seeing streaks of purple lightning from within.

He stopped and hovered in front of the cloud a good distance away, he examined it from afar and found it didn't look any different from typical storm clouds. High was about to return to his post and tell someone of his discovery when a new sound caught his attention. A cacophony of low droning emanated from within, he stopped and listened as it seemed to approach, growing louder by the second. Then like a flash of lightning, massive birds seemed to emerge from the clouds.

Birds made from metal, bearing paintings of near-naked women and other things on their sides with massive rotating blades affixed to unmoving wings. These birds moved alarmingly fast for their hulking size. Some were huge and others far smaller with what looked to be people sitting inside beneath glass domes and windows. High watched as they emerged from the wall without end, roaring across the sky and into the distance.