Tiberian Maelstrom

Fullerton shook his head in confusion, were they teleported? It seemed to be, as he was just face to face with something only a mother could love.

“Fuckin’ A!” He spun around to help Norma and Six up, leaving the two creatures behind him stunned, including the one he had just landed on. “Norma, your head still in one piece?” he asked, as he held her arm tightly and pulled her up.

“Of course, you steel headed dick. Where are we?”

“Same question here,” said Six telepathically. “I do not wish to trouble you, but there is something around here that’s using psychic powers…”

“Is that supposed to be bad, Six?” Fullerton said, picking up his fallen carbine which had a full magazine. He checked it to make sure it was in one piece, and then proceeded to count his inventory. He had at least twelve magazines, each loaded with a different kind of ammunition, ten more detpacks and a survival kit.

“Most likely, this one is strong in the psychicness.” He chuckled weakly.

“That was a lame reference, Six,” he remarked, then turned his attention to the two creatures that he saw earlier.

“What are these things? More aliens?” Norma said as she retrieved her laser pistols and aimed them at the two beings lightning fast.

“I don’t know, but doesn’t seem so!” he stared at them, his helmet scanning their forms in order to find out what they are. He grunted in frustration as his helmet failed to identify what they were.

“Not alien, this helmet either ain’t workin’ or we’re stuck somewhere pretty far away from Stuttgart!” he commented on the situation.

“Even I do not know what they are… Wait, something’s trying to contact me!” Six said mentally as his physical form looked around, his tentacles flailing about.

“What’s it sayin’?” he asked again as the carbine was lowered at the two figures that were ready to scamper away at the sight of three unearthly beasts.

“…Who are you…? Your name is Queen what…?” the two commandos were wondering just who in the hell is the Scrin commando talking to.

“…Chrysalis? Queen Chrysalis? My name is Six… what? Get out of your hive, but why?”

“Six, is it threatening us?” Norma said as the two commandos moved forward, causing the two insect-like quadrupeds to flee.

“Take up defensive positions first! Don’t want to get caught in a shitstorm!” Fullerton ordered, Norma nodded in agreement.

“Wait! We are not hostile I repeat, we are not hostile!” the alien’s frantic calls for a truce were at an end

“Oh no… I think I just ticked off the queen of this hive…” Hive? Were they in some sort of a bug dimension?

“How’d you do that, you smooth talking bastard?”

“I don’t know but she’s saying that her entire army of… Changelings are going to kick us out with force if we do not evict from her property.” Changeling? That must be the two creatures they saw and promptly caused to flee.

“I say we blow up their asses!” Fullerton said as he peeked out from a corner, spotting the same duo and another one of the changelings.

“You thick headed idiot! We don’t even know the number of their forces and yet you say we take them head on? I say we get out of here and find somewhere else to set up camp! We don’t even know where we are!” Norma replied harshly to the reckless GDI commando.

“So what? I’ve handled alien tripods that kicked our strongest shit in the assholes!” he boasted, causing the two other beings to sigh in dismay as Six tried to find a way out.

“The hive’s structure is similar to that of Scrin design, and an exit is located just beyond to our left, although that requires the usage of either of your explosives,” Six explained to their delight. Explosives were fun to use.

“Perfect! Now let’s- they heard the chittering of the changelings as they drew nearer. “Shit, I think they’re coming!”

“No shit, Fullerton!” replied Norma as she held her laser pistols at the ready.  “I’ll go plant the charges, you and Six try to cover me!”

“Sounds like a plan! And I like plans!”

“But I have no weapons! Only the power to control the mind of one individual…”

“Then use it! Direct us to the place we need to plant the explosives!”

“On it!” Six’s alien body shifted and bounced to where Norma was standing, holding her batch of explosive charges. “This way! Hurry, they approach!”

“Got it, double time Fullerton!”

“Wait for me, I ain’t that fast!” he panted as his suit clunked under the pressure of running. They were now all running from an army of unknown hostiles they called changelings. It was Fullerton’s radar that picked up dozens of fast moving signatures.  “We’ve got incoming bugs!”

“We run first, shooting comes later!” In five minutes, the veterans were all lined up on a particular wall, Norma was busy setting up three explosives that would be enough to breach the walls of the hive as well as eliminate outsiders while Fullerton and Six took up defensive positions.

“As I said, I do not possess weaponry but I have the power to mind control-

“Fuck it! Just fuckin’ use it!”

“…Fine,” Six chattered for a bit, before he hijacked the mind of an unfortunate changeling.

“There! This should cause some mayhem….” The possessed changeling in the horde directly in front of them started slamming its comrades into the walls and other changelings, distracting them for a good while.

“It’s all set up! Everybody, stay clear of the blast zone!” Norma said as she sprinted away from the rigged wall, her detonator in one hand and a laser pistol in the other.

“Hit it!” The wall exploded revealing sunlight, albeit very dim rays of sunlight. “Go, go, go! They be comin’ to town!” Fullerton now had his finger on the trigger, covering Six and Norma as they made their way outside.

“Now then! Santa’s gotta go but here’s some charcoal!” He said as he threw a detpack at the advancing swarm and ran outside, clutching his detonator.

“Firing!” A loud explosive shook the hive, and the aftermath was not pretty at all. Dozens of mangled changeling bodies laid on the blood stained corridor, some still alive but wounded. This would be the most tragic day in changeling history, but for the humans and the alien it meant their first hostile contact.

A bad start on their way home.

“No!” Queen Chrysalis cried out in pain as her changelings died. The creature she had spoken to was not a pony and most certainly not of this world. But its friends had just massacred what remains of her changelings with just one block of a very volatile explosive.

“How could this happen?!” She cursed out, blaming Celestia in the meanwhile. “Why me?! Why not Sombra?” At that moment, Sombra was turned into pieces yet again.

“Because it was an accident, that’s why,” came a voice in her head.

“Discord! I should’ve known it was you all along!” she replied back, seething with anger.

“Whoa there! Calm your insect wings, Chrysie!” She growled at her nickname. “I just needed a little chaos! But I did not expect such brutal outcome though, but who cares? That’s what chaos is for!”

“And your insignificant meddling had just killed almost all of what’s left of the Changeling hive!”

“Easy there! They won’t be bothering you anymore, only to Celestia and the rest of Ponyville and Canterlot. That’s all, I swear!” Discord said, not even frowning just yet.

“It doesn’t matter anymore! I will go find these three and kill them myself!”

“You sure that’s a good plan? Because from what I’ve just seen, that armored fellow just threw a block of stuff and BAM! Half of your hive, all blown up to smitheroons!”

“Go back to Tartarus, Discord! This is my personal quest for now! Love can come later, vengeance comes first!” She declared, her voice filled with venom. Soon, she was out in the open in a very long time. A long time since she was defeated by Twilight Sparkle and her crummy bunch of losers.

“If you can hear me! I am coming after you! I do not know who you are but I will find you all and kill you! BRUTALLY!” she shrieked out into the surroundings.

“You hear that?” Fullerton said as the three continued running away from the changeling hive.

“What?”

“I believe someone wants to kick our ass!”

“Can we stop with the fighting for once? You two remind me of the Scrin already! Day one and we’ve killed the inhabitants of wherever we are!”  Fullerton shook his head in dismay, they were going to be overrun and he still thinks that it’s wrong to kill in urgent times?

“They were goin’ to kill us and so I did the same! We won, they lost and story's over! Now let’s find somewhere to camp for the night!” he responded.

“That was my idea, by dawn we should move out and discuss our options and the way to get home.”

“Why didn’t I use my Blink pack?” this caused all three to stop.

“You can’t be serious… right? I’ve just spent three of my HE explosives when you could’ve teleported out us out of there!”

“Sorry! How about we try that now? I suppose something’s going to be looking for us for revenge,” Six replied, his bulbous head hung low.

“That beats runnin’ for miles on end!” Fullerton responded in delight, he hated running.

“Now everybody gather around me!” The two humans slowly walked next to the Scrin commando and awaited further orders from the alien. “Ugh, here we goooooooooo- In an instant, they were gone like before, but headed for somewhere hopefully better than this place.

But guess what? Nothing in this world can ever go right without one more thing going wrong. And trouble would find them when they land.