Tiberian Maelstrom

“Bo-oring!” Discord grumbled as he played with a bouncy ball, snapping his fingers for yet another storm of chocolate into Ponyville. He sighed, nothing was that chaotic for anyone anymore because he had said what could be the worst thing to say for a chaotic figure.

So now, he no longer made anypony scared and because of this he grew terribly bored.

“The boringness! It kills me slowly!” He groaned, as he caught the ball again. “Hmm, what can I do? Nothing that I usually do is causing mayhem…” He walked over to the globe of Equestria.

After taking a look at the globe, he gained a idea that was stupid and well-thought out.

“Ah hah! I know what to do!” He touched the globe with his one hand and snapped the other. Immediately, the globe morphed into an orb filled with vivid pictures of creatures he was not familiar with.

“Which one should I pick?” he mumbled as he observed them carefully. Should he pick a thing that looked extremely ferocious? He should, but after serious, as serious gets for him, reconsideration. He decided not to.

“I choose… YOU!” he looked on with the one he had just picked, it showed another creature facing a enormous tripod, another holding odd devices with both of its hand and one more unlike the ones he had laid on, it was four legged and possessed a very odd head and tentacles. It seemed to be pacing around in a alien like environment, reminding him of Chrysalis’s hive on the inside.

“Now! Let’s see what happens!” He picked that picture, sure that he would get some chaos today. But it will take sometime, so he waited until they would get together in some kind of an epic fight.

Which was bound to happen soon enough.

“Real tough guy!” An armored figure stood in the street, facing a three- legged behemoth who was aiming for him with its curious appendages which glowed a deceptive blue. In the background was another of the tripod, albeit badly damaged by constant rocket and gunfire from the men who hid beyond its effective range.

The figure smirked inside his suit, and from his helmet activated something on his back. His hand slowly reached for a small device from his belt, before he was propelled into the air and straight into the tripod.

“Got a surprise for ya!” the man landed on the tripod with precision, causing it to roar in defiance. He pulled out the device and planted it into the tripod’s head before he jumped down with a thump. Pulling out a small gun-shaped trigger, he pushed the button that caused the explosive device on top of the tripod to explode, engulfing the biomechanical machine in a devastating cloud of fire. It crashed down into the ground with a solid boom to the figure’s delight.

“We saw that, Fullerton! Nice going! Now help us out with this one- Scratch that, alien bastard is going down!” The roars of another unfortunate tripod echoed throughout the ruined place as it went down in flames from the combined fire of the soldiers.

“Good shots there, lads! Now reload and suit up! We still got a city to take back from these aliens!” Fullerton declared as his gun, an experimental assault railgun carbine, glowered. He and his men had managed to activate the powerful defense towers, sonic emitters, and the inactive bases in Stuttgart, they were well on their way to clearing the city out of the aliens.

“We’re all suited up, Lieutenant! Orders?” his helmet pinpointed the location of the surviving riflemen and rocket troopers far away as well as two very slow combat engineers.

“Take our engineers to secure the husks of these things! I’ll go scout out the area before we go for the final takedown!” he responded as he sprinted off away from the men who were busy escorting the GDI’s engineers.

As he swapped cover and sprinted about in order to avoid detection from any more of the aliens, he thought back to what led to this.

First, Redmond Boyle, the Director of the GDI, had ordered a surgical strike on an mysterious fleet of aliens moving into orbit of Earth after a cataclysmic liquid Tiberium explosion in Sarajevo caused by an Ion strike on Nod’s Temple Prime. Then they split up into pieces and landed everywhere, Germany being one of the places they ended up in. Then they invaded the country with brutal efficiency, destroying most of the GDI’s finest war vehicles and leaving him the only man in contact with High Command who sent their best commander to deal with the situation.

So that was the world’s story about the invasion of Earth. And now he is playing the final moves of the liberation of Stuttgart. He was lost for a slight moment before he spotted the familiar shape of Shock troopers. At this sight, he quickly ducked into a building and ascended a flight of steps until the third floor.

“Shit,” he grumbled, his carbine trained on the advancing troopers who did not know of his presence. He pulled the trigger and two of them collapsed instantly, the rest firing disks of plasma into the building he was garrisoned in. The gun flared once more, killing the last three of them.

He was satisfied, until he heard the click of a pistol and the staccato of footsteps. He turned around, but had his hand locked in a tight grip and his carbine kicked out of his grasp by something he couldn’t see.

A second later, he was now face to face with the barrel of a laser pistol, before a feminine figure garbed in red appeared seemingly out of thin air, with straps filled with ammo strung around her.

“Nice day for a kill, isn’t that right, Fullerton?”

“So we meet again, Norma. Tell me, what mission did that prophet of yours made you go on? Assassinating me?” The GDI commando remarked, she answered back with a hiss at his words about the prophet, Kane.

“Not that it is a concern to him. Rather, he sent me out to gather intelligence on these… aliens. I’ve been living out for a few days now, avoiding them and waiting for the time to strike. And guess who I found?”

“Me,” he answered back, still struggling to break loose of the Nod commando’s vice grip.

“That is right, you might be wondering why I am not currently filling up your body with holes, if I am correct?”

“Seems to be the question, lady. Why aren’t you shooting  me exactly?”

“That, I cannot answer. But I know you GDI scum have found a way to fight back these aliens.” She glanced over to the dead Shock troopers, Fullerton’s eyes followed. “They followed me here, and there are more coming. I wish to survive, do you not too?”

“Why should I be helping a fanatic of that man?” the barrel came closer to his face, the pistol glowed crimson.

“Do not speak of him like that, you pathetic fool!” she snarled, causing him to snicker.

“You guys are easy to piss off. Alright, I’ll help you out this time but the next time we meet, I sure hope there’s a Mammoth behind me.”

“As you say, comrade,” she said, the last word stung her. Why on earth was she working with a sworn enemy of Nod? Maybe because her training might not be useful in fighting the aliens, but the GDI commando had killed even the largest of them with ease. She let go of the soldier’s arm, and allowed him to reequip his weapon.

They shuffled into positions as they heard the sounds of alien chattering. Soon after, a group of four-legged aliens arrived on the scene, with more  and more coming.

“How many of them did you piss off? An entire army?” Fullerton asked at the number of aliens at the scene, accompanied by a tripod.

“That does not matter, it only matters if we survive.”

“Then let’s get this party started!”

Somewhere far away from Stuttgart, an alien creature speaks with its master.

“But Foreman! Can we just stop with the violence against these humans? This could’ve gone better if we picked the red planet instead of this one!”

“NOW THEN, MASTERMIND 657. IT IS NOT UP TO ME TO MAKE THE DECISION WHERE THE INCHOR METEORITE LANDS, NOT EVEN THE OVERLORD. BUT WE MUST FOLLOW ORDERS, AND OURS IS TO ENGAGE WITH DIVERSIONARY TACTICS.”

“I’ve seen what the ones without the weapons is like! They were peaceful until the Ichor crashed into this planet! Minus that last war I studied on!”

“YOUR BEHAVIOUR IS VERY UNEXPECTED, 657. WHAT HAS GOTTEN IN YOU?”

“Nothing! I pity these poor things, this is only one of our harvesting fleets and yet they are getting beaten back so hard! Can’t we just leave and convince the Overlord to make peace with all of them?”

“HERESY! WHAT YOU HAVE SAID IS HERESY, 657!”

“That is because they would’ve lived better! If we hadn’t poked our appendages into our mess!”

“657, STOP WITH THIS NONSENSE! YOU OBVIOUSLY KNOW THEY ARE EXTREMELY HOSTILE BUT YET YOU REFUSE TO SEE SO?”

“I am already seeing so, 371! Can’t you-

“ENOUGH! I AM ORDERING YOU AND GROUP 452 TO PROCEED TO THESE MARKS. THE HUMANS ARE TAKING THE CITY AND WE SHALL NOT ALLOW IT!”

“…Yes, 371.”

Strangely enough, no words were spoken psychically, just through telepathy. 657 then took off, immensely furious with the stubborn Foremen.

For years on end, he had witnessed the downfall of so many species and yet he couldn’t do anything about them. What made him change was when he saw an alien mother protect its child, selfless of her own life just before one of their Corrupters killed her as well as her offspring. Since then, he firmly believed that all sentient beings have a right to exist, not to fall to some life-sustaining mineral that they required.

Today was no different, his Blink pack was clicking as it readied itself for a powerful teleport. He met up with more of his kind who vanished to their respective missions.

Finally, he reached his personal squad consisting of highly trained Shock Troopers and a ingenious Seeker.

“There he is! 657!” chittered the lead Shock Trooper, as his carapace showed that he was a veteran of the wars before.

“Hello, 5602. I suppose you are well?” The Mastermind stopped in front of his battle squad, and observed the surrounding.

“Damn right we are! Ready to slaughter some humans!” 657 let out a annoyed huff. Surely someone must’ve shared his ideals?

The Blink pack now glowed a vibrant purple, 657 feeling a surge of energy being transferred to the pack.

“Alright! Everyone on me!” The Shock troopers quickly rallied at where their leader stood, followed by the silent Seeker.

A minute later, they disappeared in a flash of purple, well on their way to the human city.

“Brilliant, I say!” Discord exclaimed as he threw his hands up in the air.

The creatures he had picked was now going to be bundled up together, the perfect time to send them here.

“Today is going to be so fun!”