Novel

I'm going to write a novel based on the species in my stories, the Wirewolves. I don't think I'm going to be able to post it on her because Ponies aren't really mentioned or shown in it so I'm thinking of self publishing on Amazon or in actual print. here's a sample of the prologue.

The void of space was eerily silent and devoid of light, save for the nearby by star, an asteroid drifting by aimlessly until the hulking ship flew by it smashing it from the impact. The ships was followed by dozens of more, many of them varying in sizes but all of them having a menacing aura emanating off of them. Opposite of them were similar ships of a smaller fleet moving towards them, having an aura of atonement coming from them. Both fleets stopped a mile from each other unmoving and menacing. The former fleets command ships low light bridge remained silent save for the footsteps of the supreme commander, his walking slow and echoing as he walked to the window, allowing his face to be seen in the light of the nearby star. He was a Wirewolf, a blue mechanical werewolf with blood stains on his skin, his eyes large, red, and filled with hatred.

"Supreme Fleet Admiral Canavar, incoming transmission from opposite fleet, patching you through now." A wirewolf at communication panel said before a video transmission came up on screen, a blue eyed wirewolf with a more merciful face coming up. "Hello Canavar."

"If it isn't the traitor formally known as General Howl, finally tired of running renegade?" Canavar asked.

"I came to give you an ultimatum, turn away from em, help me take me back Filum Lupus from Vilks, he's turned us against each other and made our entire race into bloodthristy killers no better then the Kugara."

"One must become what they hate to become better. But you'll be pleased to know I do want you for something else. You're Uncle's put out a large reward for whoever brings him back your corpse, or body, it doesn't matter. Loup! Charge the Ghost of Damnation's main cannon, don't fire upon the flagship, Direwolf will want to play with his nephew's battered body."

"Canavar wait!" Howl didn't finish as the transmission was cut off.

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"Barbra! Raise the Martyr of Redemption's shields and tell the fleet to do the same, the crews to scuttle the ship, all ships covering our rear to emergency jump! We're all wanted wolves, The Fleet of Unwavering Hell is not letting anyone leave here alive!" Howl commanded as the front of the Ghost of Damnation slid open revealing a deadly cannon underneath it that crackled with dark red energy. "Brace yourselves!"

The cannon fired as the Martyr of Redemption turned to the side to try and escape when the blast bounced off the shield spraying towards the right side of the ship hitting the smaller ships which exploded from the blast hitting. The ships in the back disappeared into hyperspace as the rest of the Fleet of Wavering Hell fired their cannons upon the fleet destroying some ships. The Ghost of Damnation fired something small from it's side that then rocketed for the Martyr of Redemption.

"Barbra look out!" Howl yelled tackling the wirewolfess down as the thing impacted the bridge causing an explosion. As it happened, Howl couldn't help but see his life flash before his eyes as he remembered how it all started.

Let me know what you think in the comments.