Chapters For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Fore note:
This is the sort of spin off to Dark Calling, it has almost nothing to do with Dark Calling, it will however greatly expand, and explain the alternate universe of Dark Calling. While Dark Calling was mainly centered on Rainbow Dash’s story this story will seek to create a universe that is as vast and intriguing as I imagine it to be. This story while it will jump around in time a lot, it will have a constant story, our story.
A prologue of sorts:
An aspiring Fan fiction writer in Canada in the year 2015 was preparing to write a pony fic. “Ok, as much as I hate it, I have put it off long enough, time for the surprisingly long awaited third installment of YTP my little acid trip, 200 dislikes here I come. Screw it there must be some excuse I can use to put it off!” This writer exclaimed. He closed the blank word document and went to the CBC website, he had read in the paper before he left for school that the Canadian Space Agency was going to be launching the world’s first orbital elevator, to him being a sci-fi nerd, he knew the potential applications.
With this something the size of the International Space Station could be made in a month at a fraction of the cost, and something the size of an oil tanker could be made in a year. That meant humans would be able colonize other worlds, which meant new worlds to explore, maybe I could be a space marine, maybe I will be fighting aliens in my life time, well we’ll show them, we have been practicing fighting each other long enough. He though, looking forward to the potential future ahead of him.
The website was live streaming the launch, he had accessed it just in time for the final countdown.
“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, We have lift off!” in his excitement he knocked his glass of water on to the floor.
“Fuck.” He said, and with that humanity set out on the next chapter of it’s existence.
2015 –Canada lunches the worlds first orbital elevator. This is followed mere months later by American, Russian, and Indian elevator launches.
2020 -2/2 attack launched by the Chinese Government leaves 30 million dead in America. The Attack involved causing the American Orbital Elevator to crash, the attack sparks World War III.
2021 –World War III ends with the complete nuclear destruction of China.
2022 –To prevent humanity from wiping it’s self out Slenderman assumes control of the UN.
2025 –Joint Russian/Canadian/American/Indian mission to Mars uncovers ancient alien civilization. Plans for a nuclear powered time space rift generator are discovered.
2026 –the first Nuclear Rift Generator is developed and tested allowing a ship to travel from mars to Earth in a matter of seconds.
2030 –The “Earth Devise” is discovered orbiting the sun opposite the Earth. Slenderman reorganizes the U.N. into the U.C.o.E. and has the newly formed U.C.o.E. Navy guard the “Earth Devise”.
2035 -First extra stellar colonies are made in the various Centurie systems.
2040 –First contact is made with another form of sentient life in the new Halifax star system. The Bareners who are large bipedal humanoid scorpions, who where still in the tribal stage of society, peaceful relations were established.
2045 –The Hydra Virus is discovered, health care is revolutionized.
2050 –with little war, improved health care, and it becoming cool to have 6+ kids, Humanity reaches 1 trillion strong.
2060 –The Anuniki are encountered for the first time, the First Race War begins.
2062 –the Battle of New Detroit begins.
2066 –Human and other U.C.o.E. species casualties reach 300 billion (take that Halo!).
2067 –U.C.o.E. discovers Equestria.
2068 –Events of Dark Calling, and Lunar uprising.
2069 –Crystal Arch is reclaimed from Annuniki.
2076 –First Race war ends.
3059 –Queen Cadence passes away.
3067 –Cadence’s daughter Queen Everfree starts the Second race War against the U.C.o.E.
3076 –U.C.o.E. forces reach Equestria.
June 13th 3067, Canterlot:
He stepped out of the shadows he and his fellow H.E.R.O.s had a job to do, take down a tyrant, and end the second bloodiest war in the history of the galaxy.
Four of the Elite Canterlot Guard stood in front of him, they looked over his dressings, rather casual for his job, then with a dawn of realization they realized what he was. “My name is Pierre Lemont the second, now defend your selves!” Pierre said as he telekinetically formed a hard light LMG and rushed forward.
Author’s notes:
Well let’s hope this story goes better than the last one I did that had a time line.
I will be creating a group for this for any who wish to create stories in the vast open universe I create.
Speaking of which anyone who wishes to use the U.C.o.E. universe go ahead, make me proud. :)
Editor wanted.
Dark Calling: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/57752/dark-calling
Yes i have a fore note.
For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Race Wars I: Two Worlds
8:00 AM Equestria, June 5th 2067:
Fluttershy awoke happily to the sound of singing birds, to some it would be an annoyance. However to her it was pure bliss. Today was the day Rainbow Dash and Twilight were going to show the rest of the group the two had been working on. Something to do with using controlled lightning to increase Rainbow Dashes speed.
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8:00 AM CCCAF Thunder, New Alberta System, high orbit above New Edmonton:
Corporal Austin Duke awoke with a start, his alarm had been going off for 10 minutes, which meant his chances at a relaxing wake up had died, and he was instead awoken violently and suddenly by the ultra sonic hum that woke everyone up at exactly 8:00 on the dot (which was still to early in his opinion considering he only got to bed at 2:00) but that’s military life.
He looked to the bunk across from his, Landon had already gone off to his job as one of the ship’s radio DJs.
“Ugh.” Moaned Dave, an engineer aboard the Thunder. Who had apparently hit his head off the bottom Austin’s top bunk when the wake up frequency was broadcasted.
“Ok, it’s the last day before our tour ends.” Austin said quite pleased that he had managed to survive all the bull infantrymen like him had to deal with. With that he got out of bed and made his way to the armory.
In the armory he had a locker, in that locker was his gear. He entered the combo for his lock and began getting dressed.
Pants, boots, under shirt, jacket, bullet proof vest, helmet, and right hand glove. On his left forearm went his T.I.M.S. (Tactical Information Management System), which was more or less an iPhone strapped on like a Pip-boy from Fallout, and his special treat, a plasma claw mount for his T.I.M.S. that he had scavenged from some spec ops spook he got pared up with once.
Next up were his weapons, combat knife that he had no real need for since he had a plasma claw. His standard issue pistol, which could be fired single fire, busts, or fully auto. Finally the coup de grace, his C-28 A3 assault rifle. Which was more or less a bullpup version of the M-16. His assault rifle was fixed with both an under barrel shot gun, and a drum mag, making him essentially a one-man squad.
He turned on the radio of his T.I.M.S. as he might as well here Landon’s report of what he and the rest of the soldiers here would be doing on their last day in this system. As he activated the radio he left the armory and began on his way to the mess hall. Might as well get something to eat right?
As he walked the halls of the Thunder, he glanced out one of the large, mortar proof windows. Space in it’s infinite vastness reached out before him, he could see the other judgment class ships of “weather team” the nick name of this squadron of judgment class ships since they were all named after weather related things. Behind them, he could see a few various battleships, destroyers, and carriers, of the rest of the Canadian fourth fleet. What really grabbed his attention however, was the titanic, gargantuan, heavy dreadnought, The CCCAF Trudeau, which was resupplying. It was a whopping 2 km long, and with it’s massive slanted armor, it looked like something Langdon’s grandfather would have fantasized about in the pre extra solar days, not to mention make him piss himself.
Speaking of Langdon, his voice came over the radio after the Rolling Stones’ “Gimme Shelter” had finished. “GGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD Morning CCCAF Thunder! The ship is at room temperature as all ways, and the weather down surface side is mostly sunny, with a 100% chance of us landing in new Oshawa, there is also a slight chance of apocalyptic fire raining down on the place, but the bulk of the fourth fleet is keeping the enemy on the other side of the sun for the moment, to prevent that. Yes that’s right it’s the day before you go home, and command is sending you to clean up that one cruiser worth of Annunaki holding New Oshawa. But who cares, I’m here playing music, and acting like a prick for your entertainment, so if you have a request just send it down the line, and I’ll get it. If it doesn’t end up being covered in black ink by our oh so active censurer people.” Austin smiled to himself; Langdon would make a joke about a terrible command decision. However, recapturing a city was rather ‘all in a day’s work’, so it wasn’t so bad.
Once he had made his way down to the mess hall, he got a tray, and loaded some food onto it, contrary to what most people think, military rations are actually pretty good, when you had the farms of multiple planets at your disposal, there’s no reason to have your army live off just Bully Beef.
He found his friends, David, Wyatt, and Matthew. “EHHHH! Sup with you guys?” He asked.
Wyatt who was the ships tech support replied. “Well since we are being deployed, I have to deal with all the idiots who brake their T.I.M.S.”
“Oh yeah I’m going to be spending the entire trip back to earth fixing God Slayer APCs that I just finished fixing!” David remarked angrily.
“Just the usual, flying into bail you out.” Said Matthew, who flew the medical-evac V-TOL “30 minutes or it’s free”.
“Well just another day on the job then, right?” Austin joked then took a bite out of his toast.
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10:00 AM, Equestria, June 5th 2067
“Ok so basically this is how it’s going to work, I’m going to fly at near sonic Rainboom speeds and when I pass over head, Twi’s going to do her magic thing to make the lightning from that cloud make me faster!” Rainbow Dash said beaming with excitement. The group had gathered in one off the fields surrounding Ponyville to see the new trick.
“Well specifically I will be-” Twilight started but was cut off.
“Yeah Yeah magic stuff just get ready to zap me ok!” Said Rainbow Dash. Then she bolted up into the sky, climbing higher and higher, and then she began to dive bomb the field they had gathered in.
At this time Fluttershy noticed an injured bird struggling to fly, and flew up to see if there was anything she could do to help. Twilight however caste the lightning control spell, which went quite wrong, and the experimental spell sent arcane charged lightning all over.
A bolt struck Fluttershy and in a poof she was gone.
Fluttershy suddenly found herself falling, she looked down and immediately regretted it. The landscape was far below her, and it looked completely alien. It looked like Manehattan had been smeared over the entire countryside, with massive sprawling blocks of buildings. Also very intimidating was the black smoke choking the streets below, the sent of ozone, the loud booming, and the massive dark grey and dark purple thing hovering above the city.
Her fall was abruptly halted when she slammed into the roof of grey flying object about the size of a small house that bore the simple of a red maple leaf on it. She looked on the side of it, the words in clear Equish read: CCCAF Iron Condor: 30 minutes or it’s free. “Oh a condor, that’s an animal, I’m good with animals,” she then crawled up to the front of the ‘Iron Condor’ and said; “Oh hello mister condor, I don’t mean to bother you but would you mind putting me down, if that’s ok with you of course.”
Suddenly a much faster craft also bearing a leaf on it’s side flew overhead, and she was dragged of the side of the condor by it’s wake.
She fell, and as the ground rushed up she realized something horrid, they were fighting!
She hit the ground hard, a few card-bored boxes slightly lessening the impact. She was fading in and out of consciousness, until something tripped over her. “Fuck!”
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10:00 AM, New Oshawa, sector 6
Things where going pretty well, he hadn’t had to get medi-vac, and things were so far going as planned. The Anunaki were putting up a stronger resistance than expected, but still things were going to plan.
His mission was pretty simple, plant the mortar he had in his backpack on the roof of this building, then run back to the Thunder, then once they where back command would trigger the mortars, which would take out the enemy cruiser’s engines, so when command wouldn’t miss when they fired a seismic impactor at it, and then everything would be lovely once again.
It was time, “Come at me Alien fuckers!” Austin yelled as he kicked in the door to the roof, and fired his assault rifle at the two Anuniki snipers using the roof. Had they been legit soldiers their armor would have made the attack near useless, but since the snipers had less armor, and were torn to pieces by the normal rounds. He ran over deployed the mortar, changed out his current mag for one full of armor piercing rounds, and then he ran back in the direction of the Thunder, with a path conveniently planned out by his T.I.M.S.
Along the way he encountered 6 Anunaki soldiers, who were pinning down a squad of his fellow soldiers. He fired, downing 2 of them before being forced to continue running, now with 4 hostiles on his ass.
As he ran through an alleyway, he noticed an APC franticly retreating down the road ahead. He ran out of the alley and as he crossed the street, he saw why, the cruiser was firing a high power plasma beam down the roadway.
He increased his speed, so much so that he didn’t notice the cardboard boxes laying in the alleyway he ducked into and tripped over one of them. “Fuck” Today just went from pretty decent, to terrible fast.
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U.C.o.E. Data file: The Canadian Colonial Confederation:
The Canadian Colonial Confederation (or CCC for short), is one of the hand full of earth countries, that has extra solar colonies. It’s military, the Canadian Colonial Confederate Armed Forces (CCCAF) is the 5th largest human military, and has participated in numerous U.C. peacekeeping missions through out human occupied space.
They’re main trading partner, is the United States of America, which is also their closest military ally, and vise versa.
They are one of the main groups with in the U.C.o.E.
Author’s notes:
Well I hope you find this cool, and yes I made myself Langdon’s grandpa.
Editor wanted.
wow chapter one is already longer than any chapter of Dark Calling.
For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Announcement
Ok so for those of you who aren't on the epic U.C.o.E. train yet:
Ok so enter your character here and it may get in the story.
it can be anything (the UCoE is a big enough universe to fit it in probably):
Pick a race: Human, Pony, Barenner (giant humanoid scorpion), Hydra (sentient zombie), Anuniki, Raptor (avian Anuniki)
Pick a Faction: Any U.C.o.E. sub faction (C.C.C, U.S.A, B.C.E, Russian Federal Empire, Equestria ect...), U.C.o.E. special research force (slenderman's hand, project H.E.R.O, ect...), any secret society (Vatican order, Satanic Order, Illuminati [Anuniki sympathizers], ect...) any rebel faction (Bolsheviks, Roman revolutionists, N.L.R. ect...), or of course the Anuniki Diarchy.
Pick a role: any role, this doesn't even have to do with the war if you so please.
Pick a planet: (Earth, new Edmonton, new new Jersey, Equis, ect...)
Pick a time: the prologue goes over every time period so pick the most interesting one to you.
Pick a weapon (if applicable): There's a fuck ton. (note by 2067 the only bolt action still used by U.C.o.E. forces is the 85
caliber M-405 Anti-tank rifle.)
Give some information a bout your character: Gender, name, appearance, personality, history, ect...
To enter just comment that stuff on this blog, and only 5 will for sure be chosen (others may be chosen as the need for characters comes up.
For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Race Wars 2
Austin felt the asphalt on his face. He felt a moment of blistering heat as the beam atomized the street he had been in moments before.
He got up and stretched. Then he noticed the twitching mass of pink and yellow he had almost crushed.
He heard a noise, and he took a look to the street, the 4 anuniki that were following had walked out on to the still red hot pavement, and were searching for him. Their heavy armor protects them from most environmental hazards.
Austin quickly loaded a new drum mag of armor piercing rounds. He leaned around the corner and fired. The anuniki soldiers were caught of guard, the rounds knocking them back. He could see their silver blood boil when it hit the scorched ground.
Another two had fallen, and Austin had emptied the mag. The remaining two rushed forth to avenge their fallen comrade. Austin turned to run but then remembered the thing on the ground, he gave it a quick glance, and it spoke.
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Fluttershy drifted back to consciousness to the sound of pounding thunder. A bipedal creature was leaning around a corner using it’s fingers to operate some sort of machine that generated the noise and an odd flashing.
The pounding stopped with a click, the creature dropped the contraption, only for it to be caught by the shoulder strap the creature wore. There were two mighty roars, and the sound of rushing foot steps. The creature looked at her, and she said the one thing she could think of. “help me.”
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Austin was a quick thinker, it spoke English, so it must have been a U.C.o.E. species he wasn’t familiar with, so he scooped it up and ran. As he ran he drew his pistol and made a call over the com. This is Corporal Austin Macain, I’m approaching evac rout point whisky. I got two annies on my tail, and I would like any available soldiers to set up an ambush for them.
As Austin rounded a corner the area behind them was lit up by plasma fire, to Fluttershy it was a nightmare, two highly advanced creatures trying to kill each other, apparently they were quite smart, being able to set up ambushes, and apparently they had some form of magic, since they used plasma and could communicate out of each other’s presence.
As he ran he madly pulled the trigger of his pistol each time Fluttershy visibly recoiled at the bang. “It’s ok mam I protect people.” He said in an effort to calm the thing down.
Fluttershy was distressed, how could this violence protect anyone? She would scream, if her head didn’t hurt so much.
Austin rounded another corner, and ran out into a street. He noticed two soldiers getting out of cover assault rifles at hand. He jumped, and twisted around in the air so to not crush Fluttershy. The annunik came out on to the street, and a soldier stepped up from behind the corner, raised his shotgun, and blew the head of the nearest anuniki right off. The other two soldiers lay down suppressing fire on the remaining anuniki, before a crack like thunder from the roof tops sent a fifty caliber round clean through it’s head.
By this point Fluttershy had been reduced to a hyperventilating ball of fur by the extreme violence.
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Austin lay the mare down on the ground, and she immediately curled up in a ball. “Please don’t hurt me.”, she squeaked out.
“Hey calm down, like I said I protect people, so you’re safe-ish with me.” Austin said. He added the ish since nowhere was safe in this city at the moment.
“Why are you fighting? What could be worth this.” Fluttershy asked terrified by everything. It wasn’t just the violence, she was one with nature, and all around her was concrete and metal.
“Freedom. The Anuniki want to dominate every species in the galaxy. We are human, slaves to no one.”, he said, he didn’t know exactly how the war had started, but judging how the annies treated other races they had concurred, it was safe to say the it was a war for freedom.
Austin realized something. The race war was the biggest thing ever, so how could this alien not know? “What are you, and where are you from?”
Fluttershy was not entirely stunned by this, once while she was sick she read one of the books from the sci-fi adventure section of Twilight’s library, and she had been a little bit hooked ever since. “I’m a pegasus pony from Equestria on the planet Equis.”, she answered as per the first contact plan she had thought up.
Austin did a quick Google search for the planet Equis, all that came up was a bunch of fanfics for a long dead TV show. “Ok then. Well you don’t seem to bad, so you can get off world with us if you want.”
Fluttershy’s heart stopped. Off world, as in not on planet, as in this actually was a war between different worlds, as in sci-fi adventure off world? Half of her was horrified, the louder half said, “Yes!”
One of the soldiers called over. “Hey the evac convoy is coming over, get your shit ready to go!” With that Austin scooped Fluttershy back up on to his shoulder and ran into the street.
The convoy was lead by 3 jeeps, 5 hummers, 4 LAVs, 5 Tanks and 6 small APCs. In the center was one of the 3 stories tall, 3 lanes wide, 2/3s of a football field long God Slayer APC a.k.a. their ride back to the Thunder. Brining up the rear was 3 conventional APCs, and 6 tanks.
Austin grabbed onto the ladder and climbed on to the roof of the APC, the APC had long since filled up, and now, there were soldiers clinging to the sides of the APC. “Ok wait here, I’m going to go get a med-kit, I tell you we need more trained medics here.” He said as he set her down and left.
He found some soldiers trying to save one of their comrades who had a plasma spike through the lung. Hey, mind if I take a couple o the pain killer pills in that kit, and a shot of the hydra vi-” he was cut off by the sound of a flat line, and then he had the entire kit thrown at him. “OK!”
Austin returned with he med kit and gave her the pill and pulled out the needle, then handed the rest of the kit on to someone else. “Ok take the pill, then I’m going to give you a shot of hydra, don’t worry it’s all going to be ok.
Fluttershy took the pill; it had a slight bitter flavor, and was a little tricky to swallow. Austin then gave her the needle; she felt a sharp pain that quickly dulled away. She felt stronger, and to her amazement her scrapes and burses were healing before her eyes.
“Raptors carrying honor guard! Coming in fast!” One soldier yelled as a pair of avian creatures swooped overhead and dropped of two elite anuniki warriors. Austin drew his pistol, only for it to be batted out of his hand by the anuniki’s war club, his pistol slid over to Fluttershy. The creature advanced on Austin, thinking fast he activated his plasma gauntlet and in one swift motion decapitated the warrior.
Fluttershy noticed a damaged part on the second honor guard’s wrist cannon, she picked up Austin’s pistol in her mouth aimed, could she actually end another’s life? She saw it advance on Austin, she pulled the trigger with her tong.
The bullet hit the plasma tube, causing hot plasma to fill the heavy armor meant to protect the warrior. Fluttershy watched in horror as the creature inside began to burn and liquefy. She had done that.
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Author’s notes:
Well that was, interesting.
That contest thing goes on forever so no rush.
If you have any questions ask away, and as all ways I will have a blog about this chapter and the next.
For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Race Wars III:
Austin approached Fluttershy as she lay in the gutter sobbing. She had been crying since she shot that Annuniki, and once the APC had arrived at the extraction site, he had moved her to the side of the road, so she wouldn’t be in anyone’s way. “Hey, uh, Fluttershy, you don’t have to cry.” He was horrible with other’s feelings.
“Yes I do, I killed that poor creature…” She sobbed, by this point her eyes had became extremely reddened from crying.
“You did it to save me though, and that Annuniki isn’t a poor creature, it knew what it would be doing when joined it’s local legion, it knew it would be an aggressor seeking to destroy the infrastructure of other people. It deserves no mercy.” Austin said, trying to make her feel like her decision was justified.
“How can you talk? You’re a killer to, and you must have known what you signed up for.” Fluttershy’s words dug deep into Austin’s heart.
“Yes I knew I would be fighting in the bloodiest war in human history, I knew I would be killing other beings to protect the weak. Let’s just say the Annuniki made contact with your people, and said your options were either submit to an eternity of slavery, or be brutally killed until you choose option number one.” Austin said.
Fluttershy was taken aback by this question but answered as honestly as possible. “Well Equestria’s motto is love and tolerance, so we would negotiate some form of coexistence.”
“We tried that, we tried treating them as equals, we tried appeasing them, but their motto is supremacy and conquest, so we closed off communications, what we gave them next was fairly simple, a threat, ‘leave us, or you’ll have to kill every single last one of us, while we try to kill every single one of you, for our motto is freedom above all else!’ With in a minute they launched their invasion of our space, and began the systematic genocide of all living under the U.C.o.E. banner. Since then it’s been roughly 7 years of constant war, and the death toll for us is more than 300 billion.” Austin looked down to see Fluttershy hugging his leg and continuing to cry. “Ok, let’s get you on the Thunder, because if you stay behind your organs will be liquefied by the shockwave from the seismic impactor.
“The what?” Fluttershy asked snapping back to reality.
“Yeah let’s just get you on the ship, I have something to help to that end actually.” Austin said as he searched his rucksack, and he pulled out a thin silver cloak. “I looted this stealth cape off of some U.C.o.E. spec ops guy’s corpse, he thought he was real cool trying to take on an Annuniki juggernaut with just a knife.” He chuckled at the memory. “I swear, the inefficiency at the Canadian Armed Forces command is the best thing ever.” Noticing her confused look he explained. “There are too many soldiers for them to keep track of, so instead they just don’t bother, as a result, we can loot, violate uniform, and bull shit till our heart’s content.” Austin said, hoping that was a good enough explanation. “Now put it on, and press that button there.” Austin instructed.
She was invisible. “This is so amazing! I always wanted to be invisible. Oh thank you thank you thank you!” She said in a soft tone.
“Yeah yeah, now come on, I don’t want my organs liquefied.” Austin urged and the pair rushed into the landing bay of the Thunder.
Beneath the cloak Fluttershy’s eyes widened. This was all her sci-fi dreams come true, minus the genocidal aliens that is… “Wow..” She whispered as she rushed to keep up with Austin, she rushed by three parked Godslayers, at least 30 APCs and 40 tanks. The bay was even large enough for a few helicopters. Needless to say she was completely blown away.
Austin checked the radio to see if he was too late to maybe catch Langdon before he started his second shift on the radio, Langdon always had enough conection to get things like this to slide. “And that my friends was ‘Back in Black’ by ACDC. Now for the news, all objectives in our little beachhead of hell were achieved with relatively low casualties. Now we just need to drop a few mega tons of kinetic force on the trapped cruiser. So let’s get our asses out of here and do that! Now more music! Starting off with Smashing Pumpkin’s Bullet with Vampire wings. ” The song began, Austin was late, oh well this just meant he could show Fluttershy around a bit. “Hey!” came a familiar voice from behind him.
“What! Langdon? But you’re! HOW?!” Austin said as he whirled around and found himself face to face with the dirty blonde.
“Yeah I had the whole thing recorded. I wasn’t kidding when I said I was turning this week into ‘Good Morning Vietnam’” He said as he took a step forward, then tripped over the invisible Fluttershy. “What the hell just did that?!” He exclaimed as he picked himself off the floor.
“Oh s-sorry… I didn’t mean to cause any harm, it’s just that-” Langdon got one look under the cloak and jumped to his feat.
“Ok! Our room. Now!” He commanded, and the three made their way though the multiple metal halls inside the Thunder to the barracks, where they made a few turns and arrived at their room. Once inside Langdon pulled out his P-TIMS (Personal-TIMS) and accessed the pictures. He madly scrolled, though them images then he stopped on one and his mouth dropped, he pulled Fluttershy’s cloak off looked back and forth between the two than showed Austin.
“Wow Fluttershy you look good in cartoon format!” Austin said; the two were identical.
“One problem, the show’s from 2010!” Langdon exclaimed. “By an chance is your name Fluttershy?” He asked, and she answered with a nod.
“Wait, how do you know about this show?” Austin asked.
“Well my grandpa was what they called a ‘brony’ back then, and he showed me some of the episodes on Youtube. So this means I’m going to have a lot less trouble convincing someone to make a fake ID, since they’ll just think it’s for a joke rather than for an actual person.” He summed up.
“Um is what we’re doing here illegal? Because I don’t want to burden you in anyway.” Fluttershy asked, worried that she was causing problems.
“Miss, you just snuck on board a state of the art military vestal, what part of that sounds legal, however what part of our conversation makes you think I care about that.” Langdon replied. “I gotta get back to my booth now, so Fluttershy can come with me, while someone needs to get out of our room, with his mud and gore covered combat boots.” Langdon said the last part through gritted teeth as he glared at his roommate’s footwear.
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Once in his booth, Langdon went about announcing the operation’s casualties, and gave some general information, with his usual sarcastic banter strewn throughout.
Fluttershy however was staring out from under her cloak, through the sound proof glass window, that overlooked a hallway, which sported a larger window of 13 inch mortar proof glass, that gave an excellent view of the orbit above New Edmonton. It was beautiful, if you ignore the wreckage of ships from the recent orbital confrontation, that is.
“And now if you look any port window you should be able to see the seismic impactor getting hurled at the disabled cruiser. You may want to avoid direct eye contact with the impact site, since these things can get pretty bright.” Langdon commentated, and turned to watch the spectacle for himself. The battleship that had been blocking the cruiser’s exit, ejected a single metal rod about as thick as a hubcap, and as long as a flag pole, tungsten with a depleted uranium core, and propelled by the same type of ion rotunda that propels space fighters. He watched it desend, at full force one of those could break the tectonic plates of a planet, but for a simple cruiser, it was just dropped. There was an ungodly bright light on impact, and a clear dust storm swept across the planets surface. “Will that was the single best moment of my life so far, now how about some music?” He was answered with a loud alarm, and an address from the captain.
“Attention this is your captain speaking, sensors have indicated a submarine 5 minutes out, all personal, are to prepare for immanent internal and external contacts.” The alarm continued, and the blast shields were lowered over the windows.
For Fluttershy this was a nightmare, more violence, so soon after just leaving a combat zone? “Wh-what are we going to do?” Langdon answered the quivering mare by pulling his smg out of it’s holster and tossing her it. “What?! I can’t! Don’t you need it?” She asked in alarm, both out of fear of having to kill, and fear of Langdon being defenseless for her sake.
“That gun there would be great if I got trapped in the Cafeteria, but this is my booth, and therefore I get home field advantage!” he said as he reached under his desk, and pulled out an assault rifle, like Austin’s minus the grenade launcher and drum mag. However, it had a few additions, the base colour was a foresty green rather than grey, and it was adorned in scratched red lines. “I put parts from my grandpa’s C7-A2 assault rifle, and put them on my personal C28-A3 rifle. My grandpa was a in the colonial army, back when there was a separation between the colonial army, and the standard army.” He explained.
“I thought you had only been fighting the Annuniki for 7 years?” Fluttershy questioned.
“No back then we were fighting each other, my grandfather specifically fought during the Roamam Revolutions. We lost those wars, and as a result, we lost the Proxima Centuri System.” He further explained, when he was cut off by the sound of metal grinding and breaking. “We got company, stay low.” He instructed, and the sound of gunfire, and hot plasma bolts filled the air, there were heavy footsteps in the hall out side, Langdon pointed his rifle up towards the broadcast booth’s window, and found him self looking out on a squad on Annuniki.
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Things were bad, he had just gotten changed into more casual wear, when the warning was given, and he had only gotten his rifle ready, His TIMS and his vest on when the attack began, he ended up killing two of the fucks with his pants around his knees. Now he was fighting the close quarters battle to re-secure the ship, with his pants up mind you! The job wasn’t to hard, word from the artillery deck was that the submarine (which is just slang for stealth corvette) had already been taken out. On top of that, the Annuniki had failed to secure anything but a few outer halls. What was bad was the fact that one of the sections that had yet to be secured was the radio broadcast wing.
After downing a few more Annuniki, he rushed down the hall to the radio section.
It was quiet, never a good sign. He walked to Langdon’s booth, and saw many Annuniki bodies, and the bodies of a few soldiers. However in the booth, he saw Langdon, casually making himself a cup of coffee, with his rifle in one hand. “What?! How?!” Was all Austin could ask.
“This rifle has been kicking ass since before you were born!” then motioning to Fluttershy who was crying over the body of an Annuniki, who judging by the entrance wounds she had downed. “She helped a too, but the real MVP was the auto turrets.” He said pointing at the LMGs that had folded down from the ceiling.
Austin simple sat down in the wreaked booth and sighed, then hearing other soldiers coming, pulled the cloak over Fluttershy.
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Author’s notes:
Sorry it’s late.
Woo longest chapter in the dark calling verse so far!
End of Race Wars saga…
Vote on my blog for what chapter of filler you want!
For the Glory and Honor, of the U.C.o.E.
Forenote: ok the side chapter I started to write was getting way to complex for it to be put up any time soon so you get a few (bad) jokes and some back story.
Side chapter 1: U.N. LOLs
U.N. headquarters New York City,
August 5th 2021, 3 days after the end of World War 3:
The speaker stood up before the general assembly. The war was over and it was time to mend the damage that had been done. “The chair opens the primary speaker’s list.”
The representative of Australia raised his placard, and upon permission from the speaker, stood up and presented his case. “Australia would like to open debate on the post war status of the world.”
“Ok then, one speaker for?” the representative from Canada raised his placard. “one speaker against?” Anarchist China’s representative raised his placard.
The rep. of Canada stood up to make his argument. “We need to look at what has happened to the world, since our eyes where focused on the battles, and we may have missed important development and war consequences else where. Also I find the fact that most of Eastern Europe is missing greatly concerning.”
The Chinese rep. stood up to make his argument. “Anarchist China would like to remind the nations of the world that we were the victims of the old government’s actions, and we were hurt by the U.S.’s nukes just as much as they where so we believe that focusing on those most affected is what is right.”
“All in favor of opening debate on the post war status of the world?” all countries minus China raised their placards. “all against?” China raises his. “This motion clearly passes. The secondary speaking list is now open.”
The representative of the US raised his placard. “Point of information, as the US has yet to sign on with the UN war crimes tribunal our generals can’t be put on trial for any atrocities committed during the war, especially any involving nuclear weapons and enhanced interrogation methods.”
The Russian rep. raised her placard. “Point of information, we are now the Russian Federal empire, and after the “I’m tired of being little wars”, the aforementioned Eastern European countries were concurred and subjugated into the empire.”
The Iranian representative raised his placard. “We wiped out the Zionist regime!”
These three points seemed to be an explosive mixture as when the Rwandan representative yelled out of turn “What the fuck happened?!” the room exploded into yelling, arguing, and a couple declaration’s of war. This is not how a UN meeting should go, the speaker thought to himself, this was chaos, this was… well bad…
All that stopped when the lights flickered, and a tall pale man in a black suit stood in the center of the room. In response the US representative pulled an M-16 out of the potted plant nearest his desk. “What do you know a rifle behind every blade of grass.” The Italian representative said.
“8 behind every bush.” The US rep. added.
“There is no need to be alarmed. I simply want to prevent you humans from exterminating your selves. If you will let me, I wish to assume the permanent role of chairman of the United Nations of earth” The being said, revealing it’s tentacles.
The Speaker stood up. “You know in light of this meeting, why the fuck not? Resolution passed!” This was met with awkward clapping, odd looks, and the US representative complaining about dirt jamming his firing chamber, and the Russian stating that he should have used an AK instead if he was going to bury it in a potted plant.
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AN:
just a silly thing I came up with last minute. Next up is the Homecoming saga part 1, aka back to the main story.
I like how I finally got to put my MUN stuff to use.
