Sons of Equestria

Prologue, Part 2: Onto a New Old Land

  It had been seventy-two hours since our supply lines with the main body of the army had been cut. Seventy-two hours of almost nonstop fighting with these beasts. Seventy-two hours of looking over your back and looking after your buddies. I was sitting at a small fire pit. We were in our Mark VII suits so it was for more long range visibility in all directions than heat. My assault rifle was attached to my back by a magnetic locking system while my magnum was attached to my waist by the same. My three grenades were on my belt sitting comfortably next to my two flash-bangs. My combat knife was strapped to my shoulder in a position where I could draw and stab in an instant. A belt ran from my left shoulder to the right side of my waist and was covered by six assault rifle cartridges and two magnum clips. My sniper rifle was in my arms containing its last clip of ammunition with around three more shot to let out before I would throw it to the side. We weren’t on Earth anymore; we were on the home world of the Gohoritykah race. Two days before we arrived, the U.N. had forged relation with them and had persuaded them to kill us. In between us five of us the only common weapon between us was our magnums. Major Zimmerman has a grenade launcher; First Lieutenant Henslowe had a second magnum; Lieutenant Colonel Perishing had a shotgun; while Major General Sanchez (who received his rank a few weeks since the five of us banded together) used to have a assault rifle until he gave it over to me when he picked up a turret a snapped it off of its stand and grabbed five belts of over two hundred rounds each, which all in all wouldn’t last long considering the firing rate that the gun had. Besides us were two other teams of five that were all over.

  “What do you think those guys are doing?” said Zimmerman, breaking the eerie silence.

  “If by ‘those guys’ you mean the Gohoritykah then I would say probably preparing for an attack. I you mean the other units, they’re probably sitting around a fire like us.” Perishing replied.

  “Should we try to attack the enemy?” Henslowe asked.

  “It is true, we were set to make peace or attack, I think the course of action that we were supposed to do would be to contact the others and attack.” I said.

  “Webster, are you absolutely sure it wouldn’t be better to just stay until reinforcements come?” Sanchez said, veritably challenging me to make a mistake.

  “The U.S. forces don’t even know we’re in trouble, sir, our best bet is to attack these guys, get our communication back up and running, and if not that, leave a sizeable bent in their forces. Remember we are all trained in direct confrontation procedures and up front battle situations. We were a battle unit before we were made into a P.E.T. unit.” Everyone nodded in agreement and put on their helmets. I tap the side of my helmet, and so turned on the systems. “All units, come in, this is P.E.T. unit A1, respond.”

  “This is unit A3, what is it?”

  “Unit B5 here, you called?”

  “C2, you rang, sir?”

  “This is D1 awaiting orders.”

  “Alright guys, we’re going in. Get ready cause we’re heading into a direct battle situation.” I stood up along with the rest of my group and started out for the battle installment that was due north in about sixty meters with nothing in between except wilderness. I started off in a light jog, only to burst into a run. My scanner told me my buddies we’re a few meters behind me, while the rest of the units were several meters away, ranging from twenty to sixty in distance. We soon came to a stone filled field that lay directly in front of the building. We started walking through the fields on high alert, only hoping that the enemy hadn’t been listening in to our talking. Soon enough we stopped in a small clearing where we were met up with the other units. All the units were considerably normal, except D1 which was comprised completely out of Rahgahgogarians, an alien species that were quite... interesting. We had met them and forge alliances with them not two weeks earlier and already they had formed a good chuck of our military. They were outfitted in no armor, since their skin was already a type of chitin. Their weapons were plasma pistols, plasma repeaters (the plasma weapon equivalent to the assault rifle), plasma blasters (shotguns without the burst), and plasma beam-guns (shooting a solid ray of plasma at the target). We started moving through the rocks in a loose formation, hoping to get at any enemies before they could radio for help, unless they already knew of our presence to begin with. I soon saw three red dots on my radar’s screen, telling me that enemies were close by. I tucked my assault rifle into my shoulder and readied myself to unload a few round on them. Suddenly I was smacked by something behind me, which caused me to fall. Suddenly a plasma blade pierced the ground where I had been not a second before I rolled. I soon saw a Gohoritykah’s armor faze into view as his cloak turned off. Suddenly my radar was filled with red dots of uncloaking Gohoritykahs who started attacking the rest of my unit and the other units. I rattled of ten rounds at the beast. His shield caught five, but was already weakened to the extent that the other five pierced his armor and spilled his green blood. I jumped up to my feet and started unloading rounds at the charging Gohoritykahs, who armor was rather primitive considering. Suddenly I fell to the ground as one of the bolts from one of the guns of the Gohoritykah hit my shield. Truly their suits and shields were under developed, but their weapons were killers. My shield was completely drained by one shot and even allowed my suit to have to take some of the force, which in turn caused me pain. I flipped my assault rifle onto my back as I took out my sniper rifle. I shot three times and took out three warrior class Gohoritykahs. I threw it to the ground and picked up the dead Gohoritykah’s plasma repeater and slung his belt of plasma capsules around my back. I began unloading plasma at them that killed them on impacted. Soon the first plasma battery ran out and caused me to take it out and replace it with a filled one. I took out my assault rifle in my left hand and began laying seriously suppressive fire. I ran through their lines of warriors killing anything that got in my way. Eventually my assault rifle ran dry along with the plasma repeater, and when that happened I put away my assault rifle and took out my magnum and shot off three shots before it also ran dry. I grabbed a flash-bang and pulled the pin and threw it straight down. The flash stunned my enemies, but because of my suits brightness sensitivity being able to react with darker panes of glass covering my vision a thus shielding me from the stuff effect, I was granted enough time to reload all three of my weapons. By now my shields had recharged giving me more edge in the game. I continued to fight my way through the lines of warriors, only hoping my next shot would not be my last. Suddenly a Gohoritykah brute class jumped onto me, causing me to fall to the floor. I raised my plasma repeater and was about to fire but he was able to smack it out of my hand, along with my assault rifle. The brute screeched into my face, showing his long, slender fangs to me. I grabbed a plasma battery and slashed one end open with my knife and pointed the open end at the beast. Quickly his metal helmet melted soon followed by skin and muscle, leaving him dead with a bleach white skull. It was a gruesome death, but he asked for it. I got back to my feet and grabbed my weapons and started laying down fire once more. I slowly advanced to the complex and made my way up, littering the stair way with empty shells and clips. Eventually my assault rifle ran out of clips and so I discarded it and took out my magnum. Eventually I was left with nothing but my combat knife and a magnum with two shots in the clip and one full clip of seven rounds. I soon came to a hatch that led into a room above. I climbed up the ladder and took out the pin in one of my grenades and tossed it inside the higher room. After three seconds the explosion went off telling me all was mostly clear. I threw open the hatch and went inside. I found myself face to face with a Gohoritykah elite soldier. While warrior class had killer weapons and outdated shields and the brutes had no shield no weapons (besides their claws), the elites had killer weapons with shield to match. He took out his plasma blaster and charged me. I quickly shot a round off at the plasma battery, which caused it to burst and melt away the gun. The elite then tackled me and knocked my magnum from my grasp. I kicked him off and drew my combat knife and jumped on top of him. I raised my knife and brought it down on him, only to have him catch it and twist it out from my grasp. I punched him in the face, which stunned him long enough for me to draw his plasma sword, which I ignited into his chest. No matter how good his guy shields were, a close range activating plasma beam sword can’t be caught. I grabbed his energy pistol and spare cartridges. I activated some computers that were in the room, and with my rough knowledge of their alphabet and how to translate into English, I deducted that these were jamming systems and intercepting systems. I did some quick typing and received a message in the language of the Gohoritykahs which was ‘all jamming units disabled’. I tapped the side of my helmet again.

  “Orion, are you able to make contact back home?”

  “The last test I made was ten seconds ago, but since I see that it looks like communication aren’t locked any more, I’ll try.” I would have to say going through the battle I did would have been easier if Orion was helping me, but I had told him to try to make contact back home and that I could take care of myself. “P.E.T. unit base, do you read? This is Orion and Colonel Jason Webster, please respond.” we waited for a few seconds, and then heard a crackle on the other side of the radio.

  “This is H.Q. Orion, what’s your message?”

  “Send reinforcements to our current location, the Gohoritykah are in league with U.N> force, repeat, they are in league with U.N. forces, over.”

  “Good job, son, that’s three times in a row that you pulled it off, alright, shutting down training simulator in ten seconds. Tell the guys on your side you won… again.” I was relieved.

  “Hey boys, we won!” I said over the radio. I could hear cheers on the other side of the twenty some men that were with me.

  I woke up inside the simulator pod and let out a sigh, another successful training mission. I grabbed the release bar and jumped out of my pod. Soon enough the other guys got out and stood in formation with me.

  “Alright soldiers, we got the results of the test. It appears that three of you guys died rather quickly during the Gohoritykah ambush, we’ll need to work on perception, reaction, and the ability to see a trap. Some of you didn’t see the trap but your reflexes saved you. Some of you had the perception and stayed behind in case. Some of you out right saw the trap and counter acted it with your own trap. Some of you work with your A.I.s the whole way, other told them to try to find a way to contact home and fought the enemies by yourself simply relying on instinct to caring you through. Alright, as I said we got some things to work on and I want you all prepare tactics for the next mission; this will be part 2 of the Gohoritykah home world assault. Also, you’ll be a few men short and a little less muscle and brain behind you because P.E.T. unit A1 is due to report to hangar M2 as soon as possible. So the ones who are staying here head over to the tactics rooms and discuss what you are going to do and all members of P.E.T. unit A1 head over to hangar M2. Let’s get a move on, none of us want to miss lunch on a training mission and we got exercises in two hours, let’s go people.” I found it funny that I was doing a training mission based off of a mission I took part in the first time. But that was behind me, hangar M2 is an inter-universal transport hangar.

  “Are you two Brigadier General Webster and Colonel Larzyhorintorhmax?”

  “I’m Webster and this is Max, we were sent to hangar M2 for mission departure by my guess. Oh and by the way, it’s Major General.”

  “Yes, you’ll get the briefing soon enough. And sorry for the confusion, sir, it won’t happen again, I promise.”

  “Thank you, sir, we’ll see you later. And don’t sweat it too much, it’s nothing, really.” Larzyhorintorhmax, or Max for short, is a Rahgahgogarian that joined our army when our two civilizations first made contact and peace. He was assigned to my unit and we have become friends, in fact he was the one who played Perishing, rest his soul, in the simulator battle. I took a seat near the back, since I was one of the taller of the group, while Max simply stood beside me since there were no chairs made for his back bending legs.

  “Alright team, you guys are leaving in ten minutes so I’ll try to make this short. The techs have come through and have found the Golden Line and we have set coordinates to sector A1. We have little to no idea what this place holds as far as peaceful or hostiles. Alright, hangar M2 is ready to go, best not keep them waiting.” We all stood up and headed out to the hangar. As they passed the doors to the hangars they each were given their armor and weapons. I was given my sniper rifle and magnum with enough clips to last me a while, the others had their preferred load outs and soon we were nearing the hangar.

  “Alright gentlemen, put on your suits.” I looked at the chest plate and helmet I had received. “And in case you guys are wandering, you now hold the W suit Mark IX. Put the chest plate on and press the center of the suit and the owner identifier will begin. Oh yes, your A.I. chips are already in your helmets.” I put on the chest plate and pressed the center as I was told by the guard who stood in front of the hangar doors. Soon enough the suit began to vibrate as it came alive. Suddenly muscle like fibers shot out from it and wrapped around my body. Suddenly the metal on the chest plate shifted and moved into their positions across my body. When that was complete I put my helmet on, and without even touching it to activate it sprung to life showing me all types of displays. Orion’s face showed up on the top left of my screen and gave me a smile, as did I back to him.

  “Alright men move in… wait… sorry guys, I just got called to tell you that you guys are only to bring the magnums as the lethal weapons and are to bring stun equivalents. So give me everything except the suit, magnum and its clips.” I handed him my sniper rifle and clips thereof, and soon received a stun beam cannon and some batteries. “Alright chaps, to hangar M2 with you all.” We walked down the lane of different hangars and eventually reached hangar M2. He stepped inside and found the ship we were going to the planet in, the ‘Sailfish’. It was thirty feet long and shaped primarily like a sniper round. On either side it had wings that came out from the side and jutted back at a 90 degree angle after ten feet. The wings had three propulsion units on them, giving the ship a good amount of speed. On the top of the ship was a dorsal fin like structure that had a propulsion unit at the base, and it is that that gave the ship its name. The back end of it was split into three boosters and the bottom had six boosters, one on the front and back and four in the center. The entire ship had no glass that came from the inside to the outside, instead it had glass on the inside as screens and small viewing devises that gave a clear view of the outside as if there was glass, and also this reduced the weight being as the thickness of glass necessary for not shattering in space is so thick that it is actually heavier than the very metal. Inside the ship were ten cryogenic-sleep pods that were used for extended trips from the outer region of the planetary effects (the invisible field that makes anything inside of it the corresponding form in that world) to the planet itself. Also there was a table with a few chairs that were stored in the cupboard until needed. There were also seat with high security straps for same inter-universal travel. There were four drop pods that lined the sides, two on both sides, and a backup generator in case of critical failure of the primary one. We all got inside and strapped ourselves in and then I ran the roll call.

  “Zimmerman and Gemini…”

  “Present.”

   “…Henslowe and Taurus…”

  “Present.”

  “… Larzyhorintorhmax…”

  “Present.”

  “… Sanchez and Draco…”

  “We’re here.”

  “Then there is me and Orion and we’re present so for the first time we got a complete unit.”

  “Well, Webster, unless I’m wrong the superior officer is the one who is to give roll call.” Sanchez said with a sneer.

  “It is true; in the book of military conduct the superior is given the responsibility to give roll call in section E subsection H entry 9.” Draco said in his deep, husky voice.

  “Well last time I checked the book it says superior officers are supposed to go on every mission that their team is charged with. The only two situation where he is permitted to not go is when he is either on his death bed or already dead and all you gave as excuses were the fact that your mother or father were dying and when I checked their records they were in perfect conditions. So you had no excuse for being absent the last twenty times.” I said.

  “It is true; it is in section E subsection H entry 10. If you missed it, Draco, you should probably have your optical sensors checked or get yourself in order to be reassembled like I was, who knows, you might come out better then you are now.” Orion said with a smirk.

  “At least I am able to keep my original fighter with me unlike a defective A.I. like you, who needed to be reconstructed after his fighter well just so he could even operate.”

  “You keep him out of this, Draco, you know as well as I do that it was Sanchez’s fault because he didn’t even try to help him when he was surrounded by enemies.” Orion hissed back at Draco.

  “Calm down you two; we’re going to being going soon so just cool down.” Max said to Orion and Draco who quickly restrained themselves.

  “Alright men, prepare for launch to sector A1, same trip to all and let there be no Gohoritykahs. You’ll be in descent range of the planet so you can choose if you want to sleep through the trip or if you want to stay up through it all.” I already was planning to stay up through the whole thing, not many good things could come from cryogenic-sleep pods. “Alright, brace yourselves for departure, Max, take the wheel.” Max saluted and went into the cockpit and buckled into the seat. “Cabin pressure should be around Earth like, you should know what that is, Max.”

  “Aye, we got correct pressure, oxygen levels, everything checks out alright, let’s get going.” Suddenly the ship lifted up from the floor by a net of electro magnets that kept it afloat upon nothing but the fields of the magnets. Another magnet behind us turned on and pushed us forward into the transport field. I felt the sensation my father had told me about when I was six, the sensation I felt when I went to the place where Perishing died, and the sensation I now had when returning to my father’s realm. Suddenly the ship shook from the front to the back as we entered the new sector. My vision cleared and found my body to be the same. I looked towards Max and saw him in his usual form, unarmored and covered in a chitin like skin.

  “Alright, he who wants to skip a month of waiting can go into cryogenic-sleep pods, for those who wish to stay awake the whole way then do so, there are beds that fold out from the seats you are on now. Max, set this beast to full speed, I want to keep up to schedule. ” Sanchez gave the orders as quickly as his tongue could flap around. I walked over to Max who was manning the controls.

  “Max, hit the artificial sun room, you’ll need it. I’ll take over here.” I said as I put my hand on his shoulder. Even though I had a sheet of muscle-like fibers and two and a half tons of metal between me and him, I could feel it as if I didn’t have my armor on.

  “Thanks, Jason, I was feeling low on energy.” He said through his telekinetic voice. I sat down in the chair that was both suited for humans and Rahgahgogarians. It was weird even talking to a being that didn’t even have a mouth, not to mention that at that moment he could have had a tail to boot, but deciding to be a male canceled out that possibility quickly. I checked the radar and found all was silent. The radar picked up no life signals or mass signals except for the planet that was a little way off. It ended up that Sanchez, Max, Henslowe, and I stayed up while Zimmerman went into cryogenic-sleep, not being one to like waiting unless it was for his clip to run out so he could put another clip in to unload at his enemies. Max and I took turns at steering the ship, one sleeping or standing under an artificial sun while the other steered the ship, while Sanchez, for the first time in a long time completed the requirements of the code of conduct of the military and monitored communication with back home, and Henslowe simply decided to play cards with Max or I when we didn’t sleep, or whatever we decided to do, while the other steered. Sanchez reported that back home they had five attacks within U.S. borders since we left and ten retaliation attacks on our part.

  We now were in range of dropping down to the surface safely with drop pods. We waited for Zimmerman to wake up, which by the counter inside his pod was only going to be a matter of time, which meant two days and a handful of hours.

  I was sitting at the front with Max in the back of the ship charging up under the artificial sun. Suddenly a blip showed up on my screen.

  “Hey, Sanchez, did the army send a message they were sending extra troops in a space cruiser?” Sanchez looked at me, his expression hid behind his face plate.

  “No, why do you ask?” He asked me.

  “Because if they didn’t, it means the U.N. is up to no good in a space cruiser that is speeding towards us.”

  “What in the world?” Henslowe said throwing his card deck into the air as he ran to my side. The blip on my screen turned from white to red as the scanner picked up a mixture of U.N. and Gohoritykah tech. Ever since our campaign against the Gohoritykah their only home was with the U.N., and by what we knew, their numbers were few, but even a few good brains could make a ship. I picked up a large spike in energy from the ship’s direction, and so turned the back cameras on to see what they were doing. The ship was very small on the screen, yet a bright yellow light screamed out for attention. Suddenly it turned into a spot, very much smaller than the large blob of light. I looked back at my screen and saw what I wished would not be. What I saw was a line of energy that was blazingly fast and concentrated. I widened my view and zoomed in and soon saw a beam of energy coming right at us.

  “Hyper energy beam in bound, BRACE YOURSELVES!” I got out of my seat and activated the booster back to keep me above the floor. The ship violently shook as the beam rammed into us. My booster’s energy soon ran out and so I deployed my drop shield that came standard since the Mark VIII. It blazed to life but soon changed from blue to red, and then it was gone. I landed on the ground and watched as my shields died down as fast as my drop shield, but by the time it was gone the blast’s effects subsided. The crystal on my drop shield came back to life and turned back to blue, soon followed my shield as a yellow aura appeared around me as it regained energy and the bar at the top of my HUD filled up showing it was fully operational and ready to be used to their full extent. I walked over to Henslowe and shook him, only hoping that he was just asleep.

  “Taurus, what is Henslowe’s condition?” Orion asked his fellow A.I. only to have no response. I grabbed his helmet and heard the click as the unlocking mechanism sprung to life. A plume of steam came out from the side of the neck cavity. I pulled off his helmet, only to reveal a petrified expression of fear and pain, burned to a crisp. His skin was black as the night sky outside and his face was as wrinkly as the oceans waves on a stormy night. His eyes were gone, leaving only dried, wrinkly skin that had lost all of its hair. I remembered his face before, it was as white as a clear day without a wrinkle to show any sign of age. Against most code of dressing of the military, he had lush orange hair and a good sized beard to match. It was all gone now, leaving only the charred crisp of a human being. “Taurus must have been destroyed in the process. Taurus was a good A.I., nice and sensible, and Henslowe, humph, he was always filled with life; he was what I considered that kept the team together as much as it had been. They both will be missed.” Orion said solemnly. I walked over toward Sanchez, only to stop. “I think we can both say that they won’t be as missed as that jolly joker, but he will be missed none of the less.” Orion was right, everyone on this ship was probably dead except me and maybe Zimmerman who had been in cryogenic-sleep, but there was no way of telling.

  “Max!” I exclaimed as I rushed towards the back door that led into the cryogenic room. He might still be alive. He was covered from head to toe in chitin that in some cases was better than any metal around. I soon saw the lights flicker off as the ship’s main generator died out, only to turn back on again when the backup generator came to life. I made my way to the door, which slid open as I drew near. “Max, are you in here? Are you alright?”

   “Aye, I’m alright.”

  “Great to hear. Max, we need to get down to the planet as soon as possible, the U.N. is here and is charging this way. I don’t think this ship can survive such treatment, but it does have drop pods. I want you to get into one and wait for a few seconds for me to come; I have a plan to slow those guys up a bit.” Max nodded and entered a pod and waited for me. I got into a chair that had two handles on it, and when I pulled back on them the chair lifted to the gun chamber. I charged the cannon to full power and aimed at where the engines were usually place in those types of ships. The energy bars on the cannon blinked red signaling that the energy readings were rising passed what it was rated for.  I pressed the buttons on the side of the handles and so released the pent up energy from the ships ion cannon. I stayed for a second and saw an explosion come from the ship’s hull as the beam hit. I lowered the cannon and grabbed some gear and ran inside of the pod. As soon as I got in, Max slammed the lock doors and launch button. I felt a jolt as the ship shot off the pods with a burst of electromagnetic energy. He soon ignited the main thrusters which were on the top and bottom of the ship.

  “So what gear did you grab?” Max asked me.

  “Let’s see, I got two magnums and ten spare clips, a stun repeater, and my stun focus rifle with the universal ammo for both amounting to twenty. Also I was able to grab you a combat knife. I was able to grab two gallons of water and some rations that should last us both.” Suddenly the drop pod’s shields flared up as the atmosphere began to burn up around our ship. I watched as the shields slowly turned from blue to yellow then to red, then it was gone, but by then they neared the surface. “Aim at the plain near the castle on the mountain.” I said pointing at where I was talking about. Max turned the wheel to get us in the right path and then he pressed the button that caused the busters to push us even faster. We grew faster and faster with gravity behind us and thrusters pushing us. Suddenly I felt the force of deceleration. I looked and saw that Max had yet to press the parachute deploy button. I looked back and saw the yellow aura of our ship’s shield coming back up, but when I looked at the bar of its energy, it wasn’t even starting yet. I looked again and saw the yellow aura joined by a blue one. Suddenly our ship was being lifted up.  “Is the U.N. using a tractor beam on us or something?” Max shook his head and slammed the boost button, which caused for us to go the slightest bit faster. The ground was ten feet from us and I wasn’t one to jump quite yet being as I had no idea what was happening to the pod. Suddenly our pod was thrown. I noticed that the direction of the motion led us to the forest beyond. Suddenly the ship shook as we hit trees with nothing to protect us except the outside of the ship. Eventually we stopped. I slowly began to black out as I slipped between the living word and the world of dreams. My vision darkened as I fell into the comforting embrace of unconsciousness.

  To Celestia it had been an uneventful day so far. No citizens came by when she held court earlier that day to complain but only to praise her for her wonderful job ruling the land. Luna walked beside her to the balcony to look over their kingdom. It was something that produced no beneficial effect for Luna in the way of knowledge on how to rule a land, but it gave her confidence and a reason to fight on in some cases. It had been years since Luna returned yet still she had to read dozens of books a day to even try to catch up with where they were at the moment and how they had gotten there. But today’s trip to the balcony was to see a strange thing that had been reported by some of the guards, and even had been deemed worthy enough for Twilight write a report to Celestia. Twilight had said that the thing shone with some luster that was impossible for rock and ice of a meteorite. Celestia didn’t take too long to find the black spot on the sky. It wasn’t all that big so it posed less of a threat by size, but still something large enough to black out a section of the sky like it did would be worth looking into. Luna walked up to the telescope and peered into it to see what this thing looked like. She continued to zoom in until see made out something far too regularly shaped to be a space rock.

  “Sister, look at this, it is so strange.” Luna said giving Celestia the telescope. Celestia peered into it and started to zoom in more. She could make out yellow lines of something jumping now and then across the surface then disappear then reappear somewhere else.

  “What in Equestria is that thing?” She zoomed in more and reached the instruments limits, but she was able to zoom in just enough. She saw some strange writing that looked like a bunch of lines.

  “Sister, what is it, are you alright?”

  “Yes, Luna, I am fine. Could you fetch me a paper and quill quickly? I see something that looks like writing on the side but it isn’t Equish.” Luna prodded her when she returned in a second with what Celestia asked for. Celestia grasped the quill in her magic as she wrote on the paper in an exact copy of what she saw. ‘USS Sailfish’ is what it spelled out to be, but being as she didn’t know English alphabet it was about as understandable as Morse code to someone who only knows English and had no code paper. Luna looked back into the telescope and saw something fly off of the thing.

  “Sister, look at this, something is happening again.” Celestia looked into it and saw a dot that slowly grew bigger then turned red as it caught fire in the atmosphere. Celestia looked closer and saw it had two blue lights, one on the top and bottom. It was growing larger and the two light only glowed brighter.

  “Oh no…”

  “What is it, Sister?”

  “Luna, whatever this thing is, it is heading straight for us.” Luna’s eyes widened at this statement. “It comes down to us to stop its decent towards our city.” With that Celestia and Luna lit their horns and reached out to the object and started trying to slow its speed. The fire dissipated from it and revealed a shiny surface beneath. Suddenly it gained a boost of speed as the two lights became even brighter.

  “How should we deal with it, Sister?”

  “I think for now we need to put all ponies out of danger so I think letting it land in the Everfree would be best, but do try to avoid Zecora’s house, I hear it is rather well into the forest.”

  “Aye, Sister, let us dispose of this thing.” With that they threw it into the forest.

  From a two story house a pony watched as the pod was thrown into the forest where his house was. He smiled and almost began to jump around like a little school foal.

  “Finally, after these years of waiting and watching they have arrived!” With that he charged deeper into the forest to see where the pod had landed.