Semper Fidelis

The plane rumbled and hummed as it thundered across the sky over the barren sandy desert of Iran piloted by Major Harding and co-piloted by the fresh rookie captain McGalion who was on his first flight mission in the plane.

“So, how you holding up?” Harding’s voice was clear in the headset.

“Pretty good” He looked to the captain.

“Well I sure need a coffee, could you get one?”

“Yes sir” He got from his seat up to the makeshift coffee maker on the side of the all outside of the cabin, as it started to brew he looked out into the cargo hold that was filled with crates and boxes.

Once the coffee was finished he returned to his seat and gave Harding is brew.

“Ah, still tastes like shit” He said sipping from the cup.

“Really, I don’t see why not, I like it”

“Yea well wait a few months, trust me” He chuckled, and chugged down the black crap as he likes to call it.

The flight was a long one, and Harding got up nice and early to make a few pre-flight checks, witch there are people who do it for you, but he likes to double check, everything.

“Heading is good, and wind is at are backs, looks like we’re going to get there sooner than expected” McGalion looked over the instruments.

“You need to be more relaxed, trust her she made it this far just fine, so why do…” The plane shook violently.

“You jinxed it” Said McGalion looking at the compass.

“Were in the hell did that come from?” No sooner did he say it the C-130 gave a hardy rock; he could hear the cargo slide around.

“That’s not ri…” The machine rumbled and dropped and then forced itself up again.

“I’m getting some movements” McGalion gripped the stick as the plane started having what felt like a small earthquake in the plane itself.

“We’re of course by a long shot!” Harding started to pull the plane trying to fix the offsetting.

“Oh, shit!” The plane dropped to the left and the wings to a eighty degree angle.

The engines started to grope and the props started to lose speed.

“What’s happing?!” The captain yelled.

“Do you think I know, so shut up!” the C-130 started to fall nose down.

“Fuck me!” The Major tried to pull up, but to no avail.

The windows became clouded, and covered by some kind of smoke blocking any view from the cockpit, the plane made another drop, putting a pit in the pilots’ stomachs.

Out of no were the whole plane started to roll.

“Oh god, my head…make it stop!” McGalion pulled of his helm and ran his hands through his greasy hair; it felt like his brain was being pulled apart by fishing hooks, there was a loud ring in his ears as he yelled in agony.

Harding tried his best to fight the pain as the cabin was filled with white light, the plane was relentless as it threw him around in his seat.

“HOLD OOOON!” He yelled before blacking out.

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It was the first day of summer, the bright shining land of Equestria  was enjoying the warm day, running along with their business, as young foals played in the soft breeze, and not a could in the sky. It was the perfect day for anything.

The small town of ponyville was taking the most advantage of the day to catch up on many need choirs and other tasks and such.

But not so far east in the mountains was the large city of Canterlot, were the finest of the finest ponies resigned to, and in the castle were the princesses of Equestria lived and performed their royal duties.

And like any other day, Celestia was holding court for any subjects who needed her help, seek her word on matters, or display something they invented.

Only once a blue moon did anything actually interesting come to her, and today was one of those days, for one pony who came to her with something very interesting...

“What is it” Celestia looked down at what appeared to be a small metal box with a number of nods and switches.

“I call it “The Radio” The old stallion wheezed.

“What does it do?” She asked.

“This device allows the user to speak with another pony in real time, watch” He started to tinker with all the controls.

“Could you demonstrate?” Celestia looked down at the radio with a raised eye brow.

“Oh, yes I certainly can” He looked enlightened as he tinkered with the controls, until he finally reached for the mini-speaker with a small button on the side, and was connected to the radio with a curled wire.

“Hello, hello it’s me are you there, can you hear me?” He spoke into the mini-speaker.

“ Couldn’t hear you any more the better! ” A scratchy voice responded.

“Oh what a relief, good I will see when I get back” He said.

He put the mini-speaker back onto the radio and beamed up to the princess.

“It took me years to get this to work, until the other week when I discovered that I could use radio waves to send a signal back and forth between two of the radios” He said gleefully.

“Well I have to say I am impressed with your radio” Celestia said with a smile on her face.

“Oh, thank you so much f…”

“ Mayday, mayday, mayday, this is Tango-seven four ninner, we are going down, I repeat we are going down, anyone respond!” Another voice cracked up from the radio.

“Who is that?” Celestia raised a eye brow.

“N-no that’s anypony I know” He said picking up the mini-speaker.

“ Are location is unknown, we are going down, mayday, mayday, mayday” The voice came again.

“Hello, who’s there?” The stallion picked held down the button speaking into the mini-speaker like he did moments before.

“This is Tango-seven four ninner, and we are going down I can’t see anything, are systems are all fucked up, I-I can’t hold her! There was a loud scratching sound that followed.

“There are only two radios correct?” Celestia nodded too the radio in front of her.

“Yes, and I own the both of them”

BOOM

Celestia threw her hooves around her hears the whole castle shook violently as a deffing boom echoed through the great halls, and the air around her was filled with a loud humming sound.

“Oh, my ears!” the old stallion was hunched over.

Celestia bolted to the closest window, peering into the sky looking for what could be causing the sound, the sky was open clear and not a single could up above.

She scan the sky, but there was nothing even when the sound became louder, and louder but there was nothing out of the ordinary. She thought to soon.

A massive…thing came flying over the castle causing her to duck and back away from the window.

The creature was a huge, it flew down over the city, it had a two long wings with two motorized props under each wing, the tale resembled a upside down ‘T’ it was grey in color leaving a long black trail of smoke behind it.

It flew low to the roof tops roaring loudly and easily made it over the whole of Canterlot in seconds before falling past the ridge side making its way toured ponyville.

“Oh please no” She muttered.

The creatures continued its course even though it rapidly descended through the air on a suicidal path to ponyville.

“Please…”

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McGalion was shaking his head hard, his eyes were burning and blood was tricking from his nose his ears were ringing, his head thumped with every beat of his heart, and he could hardly see out from the cabin.

“Major, Major wake up man!” He called to Harding who was slumped in his seat with his head pressed on the dash board.

He turned back to the controls he could just make the outline of a large city and he pulled up on the wheel as he looked out to his side but he couldn’t see anything a few feet in front of himself.

His vision started to clear as he saw the city rush by under him, as he relaxed on the steering.

He rubbed his eyes with a hand and shook his head to minimal success.

“Oh man, fuck man…” He squinted his eyes to see a small town drawing closer to him.

“Shit!” He pulled up as hard as he could until it felt like he would rip the control wheel apart.

The plane slowly started to pull up from its dive, but still was losing its altitude.

“Come on, come on, you can do it” He grunted as the engines were overworking past their limits.

He felt the plane rumble then dropped hard, the last thing he saw was a forest below him before he succumbed to darkness.