The last time Planet Equis had been covered in the hellfire of war, was about a thousand five hundred moons ago; before the two princesses were crowned. That time was the most chaotic period of time in the history of Equis... Yet.
The kingdom of the Alicorns, had been at war with the Satyrs for an unknown amount of time; most evidence has been lost... Not to the Alicorns, but due to a sudden catastrophic destruction of their race caused by an unknown reason, the only surviving piece of suspected evidence had mentioned an explosion, historians called it 'Prehistoric Big Bang' . Alicorns were out of the suspect list due to the fact that the explosion occurred in the Satyrs' territory, at that time spies were not as smart nor experienced. Maybe the Satyrs have an inner conflict among themselves, betrayal, revolution, all kinds of bullshit. But the thing is...
The remains of the capital of the Satyrs; in which is where the Prehistoric Big Bang occured, was never founded. Explosive magic is often a big fan of leaving craps behind, yet the Prehistoric Big Bang isn't one of them. The entire Satyr civilization was wiped out. Cosmos, the king of the Alicorns only managed to arrive just in time for... what they thought the... creature behind the explosion...
It's at its final breath though.
After the conversation with the dying creature, King Cosmos made it clear NOT to have this conversation to be public, and everypony kept their muzzles shut even after his death...
Time flies.
A thousand and five hundred moons later...
A secret would no longer be a secret...
August 21st, 1047 A.D (After Dawn)
Planet Equis, Equestria, 80 Miles from the Everfree Forest
4:48 PM
Gallus breathed out the remaining chemicals in his beak, extinguished his cigarette at the sound of a loud crack of gunfire. He shook his head, dumped the cigarette, cocked his rifle, and leaped off the rooftop, gliding down towards the ground with a swift landing. He walked towards the direction of the gunfire. From the corner outcame another griffon, black feathers with a prosthetic left wing and a huge scar which started from his wing, across his stomach, and ended on the other wing. His only working right eye looked annoyed, as he tossed his revolver back into the holster.
"Got anything useful?" Gallus asked, looking towards the corner, he smelled blood.
"Took that bastard long enough to spit out the gum," the badass looking griffon shrugged, "one thing; two ways, Tartarus and Tartarus."
"Yeah and I wanna know the buck am I running into on the way down." Gallus rolled his eyes, he then signaled the rest of the group to huddle. They're mercenaries, GHallus being the head of the group; former Griffonian special ops sniper, now gone rogue and working for the CESA (Central Equestrian Security Agency). the badass griffon, Cyclopes, former Griffonian commando captain, shot his commander during an operation, broke out of the prison and escaped to Equestria. The pony, Sandbar, Equestrian Army Ranger, mission specialist, and an old friend of Gallus. Tonk, a 'stickagon', like his name skinny as buck; former Dragon Air Force pilot friendly-fired on one of their own jet, after being kicked out, was suffering PTSD until he joined Gallus's mercenary business. Then there's Lockpit, a former drone of Chrysalis, he hated Thorax and wanted nothing to do with the hive, as the result he joined Gallus; as for his nickname, dude hacked into Thorax's computer system and attempted to assassinate the king before he was captured the the guards. After a successful escape he was found by the CESA.
"Alr, here's the plan," Gallus said, pulling over a crate with a map on it, "the tongue we got there gave out the location of the resupplying station; however the location is a bit nasty." He pointed at the Everfree Forest, the group groaned, "it's not heavily guarded, we take out the towers, then kill what inside, blow that shithole up and get the buck out as quickly as we went in."
"And if there's any refueling armored vehicles? We don't got anti-tank weapons," Tonk suggested, "is there a plan B?"
"Of course," Gallus smirked, "take some C4s and that'd answer the question."
"Oh for buck's sake." Tonk facepalmed.
"Yeah that's what I like to hear," Gallus said as he leaped into the jeep, "get in, we're movin."
284,000 Miles from Planet Equis
Outer Space
High Lunar Orbit
The vacuum of space is dead quiet, with the moon shining cold reflection of sunlight being the only source of light. The emptiness of outer space reached its end when suddenly, the void began to wobble as if it was getting torn apart from the inside. Then a crack of flare went spraying out of the wobbling void, a small crack formed as it got bigger. It stopped after forming a wormhole the size of a torpedo ship, then something shot out of it. It was an alien ship; to be specific a Scout ship belonged to the most lethal and deadliest hunters of the Galaxy, the Yautja; otherwise known as the Predators.
This Scout Ship, however, was severely damaged, one of its boosters flashing sparks with scraps constantly flying out from the damaged booster. The surface of the ship filled with burnt marks, and it's missing a booster, the only working main engine is clearly not happy, warning beeps filled the entire cockpit. In the control room filled with red flashing light, On the seat in front of the control tablet sat the Yautja pilot, its mandibles moving rapidly as it murmured unknown crackling as its claws rushed all over the control tablet tapping holographic keyboards. After discovering the fact that his ship is no longer repairable, it roared in fury before smashing the tablet, it got up, went into the gear room and picked up his equipments; weapon gauntlet with a single-bladed expandable wrist blade, a small disc-launcher attached under the wrist blade gauntlet, several sonic pulse bombs, a small hook with reverse thorns attached into his control gauntlet, a retractable plasma shoulder cannon, a combi spear, and his bio-helmet.
Before getting into the drop pod, the hunter's eyes peered towards the item it nearly forgot; a curved blade hung on the gear wall, the hunter growled, snatching it and attaching onto his portable energy pack on his back. After downloading the map of the current planet it’s heading, the hunter locked itself into the drop pod. With a loud clang of separation, the drop pod was bounced away from the scout ship as both vehicles were thrown towards the atmosphere of Planet Equis.
The abandoned scout ship tore through the atmosphere, as debris came off the ship, along with the drop pod, it fell towards its final location; a vast green below...
Author's Note
Here's the predator's gears, yea I drew them myself. It's all part of my OC.
