• Published 24th Oct 2014
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Culling of the Hives - law abiding pony



The changeling hives have always warred with each other to cull the weak. With Twilight Sparkle's announcement still echoing with the other hives, it is time once again to separate the chaff from the wheat.

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13: Carrier has Arrived

Rainbow Dash left the hatchery with profound pride in Blitz for committing to a royal rebirth, but also in herself as well. Blitz’s initial hesitation drew up some strong memories as Rainbow made her way over to the covered airship hangar. That reminds me so much of how scared I was when I found out I was a royal bug. But now…

She looked around at all the changelings buzzing around the hive, with a growing portion of them sharing her rainbow mane and blue color. If I told my old self I’d rather be a queen than a Wonderbolt anyway, she’d probably deck me upside the head. And now I’ve got a royal daughter.

The thought of it drove her queenly expansionist instincts to new heights. I’m giving rise to more hives. Once Aegis and Blitz are all settled in… I want more royal daughters. I think Twi will agree that we should blanket the Chaos lands with our hives. And once Blitz’s hive is ready, she’ll no doubt create her own royal daughters so we can do it even faster!

Rainbow swooned to the mental picture of hive mind of that size, a chorus filled with millions of voices. Just thinking about that far off day excited her to the point where she was getting heated. By the time she arrived at the hangar, her pheromones were in overdrive, not that she noticed. I can never thank Aegis enough for giving me that circlet!

However, no matter how much her life as a queen made Rainbow Dash happy, there was always one thing in the back of her mind that yearned for the past. The omnipresent buzz of her gossamer wings was comforting, but it was no replacement for the sound of feathers upon the wind. I don’t care how alchemically hard it is, one of these days I’ll get my feathers back. Granny already had us become more pony like by giving us fur and proper manes. There’s no reason I can’t figure out the wings someday.

Fortunately for the drones inside the closed hangar, the warship within distracted Rainbow Dash enough to subdue her queenly instincts, and by extension, her pheromones as well.

The so called “carrier” was lit up by large numbers of lights and one way skylights. It was actually fifty meters longer than the Deception, but much to Rainbow's confusion it only had a paltry number of small anti-air guns. Well whatever it is, they certainly aren’t calling it a carrier of big guns.

Rainbow Dash scowled at that as she continued to inspect the exterior. The top of the ship looked more akin to a short stretch of road than anything else, with what she assumed was a command tower off to one side. Rainbow circled the hangar’s interior to get a view of the ship from all sides. Overall the ship looked like a long square box, although tapering towards the front a ways. Along the sides of the ship were two boxy wings where large propeller engines sat idle. Finally, both sides had what looked like long thick steam pipes just outside a matching dimple in the hull which ran from a few meters beyond the stern to what looked like a big exterior mana engine that easily dwarfed a queen.

Curiosity drove Rainbow to inspect the steam pipes a little closer. Why have pipes on the outside? Two pipes split off from the engine and curved back to being parallel with a much thicker third one running straight out the back. Support scaffolding crisscrossed the three all the way to the stern where the two outer pipes reconnected in the shape of a flat circle with the center pipe doing the same to form two circles of pipes.

The other big thing that caught Rainbow’s eye was the complete lack of lift propellers that were supposed to keep the ship from falling. Sure it has forward propellers, but how does this thing get any lift? Should I even bother mentioning those paltry deck guns? I hope Granny didn’t send us a fancy new freighter. Sure we could use one, but everyone from SG was saying this is a fancy new weapons platform.

Seeing nothing else of interest, Rainbow flew towards the command tower. Numerous drones of all three coat colors covered the vessel. Though it was mostly the grey ones showing the purple and blues how to crew the ship.

The command tower itself had far too much open window for Rainbow’s liking for what she assumed was the bridge. As she expected, Captain Rourke was present along with four grey drones. Rainbow hailed them over the Link before teleporting through the glass.

“My queen,” the group announced together with polite shallow bows before Rourke spoke alone. “Chief Scientist White Phosphorus was just explaining the command center to me. I have to say, this vessel is by far the most interesting weapon to date.”

Rainbow had to suppress from rolling her eyes, but she couldn’t help but give a disillusioned scowl. “Then you know something I don’t, ‘cause this all looks like a big fancy freighter to me.”

White Phosphorus would have berated anyone who insulted his brainchild other than a queen. Thankfully for him, Rourke spoke for him in a much more amused tone than he was capable of. “Well, my queen, you’re half right.” Both she and Rainbow looked to the scientist.

“Yes, well, you see, your highness, it is not the ship itself that is dangerous, I grant you.” He spoke with a grumbling tone that betrayed years of being mocked by his colleagues. He still took vindictive pride that only Cadista saw the merit. “This vessel is designed to carry, service, and launch the real threat this ship brings to bear.”

“Care to show me?” Rainbow Dash replied with mild interest. “I don’t know what could be more threatening than creating bigger guns.”

White Phosphorus turned towards the stairs, mostly so he could hide his vindictive smirk. “Sometimes it’s not the size of the gun you use, but how you wield it. Come, I’ll show you!”

Giving an amused snort, the comment reminded Rainbow of her military career. Just like Spitfire always said, the right amount of force at the right spot makes all the difference. Alright, I’ll bite, Whitey. She followed after him with the rest of the group lining up behind her. She was led through various aluminum corridors where passing drones stood at attention at Rainbow’s passing. Guess having all steel is too heavy.

The group quickly found themselves within a large hangar. Heh, a hangar within a hangar. Rainbow was about to voice a colorful barb when White Phosphorus pointed with a wing at a small vehicle as he kept walking. “This is the true weapon of my carrier.”

“It’s a little small for a gunship isn’t it?”

“Some of the pilots got it in their heads to call this a biplane,” Coal Chute replied with a slight chuckle to hopefully break the ice a bit. “On account of the two sets of forward wings. I think it’s a simple and apt name for its type.”

Rainbow took careful examination of the biplane. It was nine meters long with two straight wings in front, with one a half a meter above the other. A third set of shorter wings in the form of an inverted ‘T” was located at the tail. Only a single propeller engine sat at the front.

The frame itself looked to be of extremely sturdy construction, thought Rainbow admitted she knew little of manufacturing methods. Two large flak cannons were slung under the lower wing near the fuselage, with the barrels being just beyond the edge of the propeller blades. There was an open cockpit for a single pilot with only a small windshield in front.

The cannons had feeds snaking to the section behind the pilot. Finally, there was a repeat of the carrier’s exterior curved piping that ran from the bottom of the engine to the tail. Rainbow finally clicked that the piping looked sort of like a tubular hollow sword with a circular end instead of a sharp tip.

Rainbow Dash had seen enough fancy gadgets and gizmos to know White Phosphorus was just begging to be asked how the machine worked. “You know, I’m just going to leave the explanations on how this thing gets off the ground to my sister. Just tell me about why we should dedicate so many resources to them.”

“As you wish,” White Phosphorus said with supreme effort to keep a growl out of his voice at such disinterest. “The problem with warships like the Deception is that they are slow and vulnerable to attack once entering the combat zone. Let’s be real here. The other queens have been watching us for hundreds of years. One day they’ll figure out how to use that mana artillery they used on my home against a high flying warship. The further away we are from those launchers the better.

“Both Yumia and Mother Cadista’s anticipated that for a long time,” White Phosphorus continued with a prideful smile. “She’s been working on these single pilot aircraft designs off and on far longer than she was trying to redesign Queen Twilight Sparkle. You’re looking at the culmination of countless years of airship developments. ” Rainbow Dash gave him a disbelieving eyebrow at such a claim.

“That’s impressive and all that,” Rainbow yawned, ready for a nap, “but that doesn’t really answer my question.”

One of White Phosphorus’ brothers saw he was about to explode and stepped forward to head him off. “Queen Rainbow Dash, simply put, this aircraft can reach long distance targets, at far greater range than the Deception’s guns can reach. It can move ten times faster, strike a distant target and return. And with this ship acting as a mobile hangar, we have potentially unlimited range for them.”

After spending so much time with the Deception, Rainbow Dash had a thing with big guns. “It doesn’t seem like a game changer to me. Still…” The more she thought about it, the more her military mind searched for possible uses. “These probably would have been useful during the last siege.”

White Phosphorus jumped on the thought. “My thoughts exactly, your highness. In fact, had you been in command of this vessel instead of the Deception you could have projected your firepower a good eight hours sooner.”

“Maybe, but these small things don’t have the staying power of my flagship,” Rainbow countered evenly. “And every new tech requires more repair time than stuff that’s tried and true.”

“Your highness,” White Phosphorus insisted with all the tact he could muster. “The world changes daily and the other hives evolve just as quickly. As stalwart as your defense of the Deception was, it nearly failed. We need to keep expanding our arsenal to keep up. With mother’s trade assets being transferred over to Phoenix’s Roost, there’s no reason we can’t finish outfitting the carrier to be a potent weapon.”

Rainbow Dash glanced around the hangar deck. There were several other aircraft, but most of them were incomplete or in some obvious state of disrepair. “How many of these things do you have available?”

Coal Chute tried to mask his embarrassment. “Only one is operational for now. We lost most of our parts and other fighters when our hive was laid to waste. We barely managed to save the blueprints for everything, but at the cost of most of the ship’s crew, including the pilots. Hence why we’re training some of your naval staff.”

“So you have a ship with turrets taken off a gunship and only one aircraft to its name. Is that fair to say?”

Captain Rourke politely cleared her throat and spoke with the measured calm Rainbow had come to expect from her. “To be fair, my queen, the carrier was barely into its first trial run when the attacks started. It’s a testament to its design that it made it from SG to the Roost without breaking down.” The grey drones warmed up under the praise. “At the very least, Cadista saw the merit for it. I think we should trust her wisdom and vision.”

An inch. Even with Rourke’s advice, Rainbow was just an inch from scraping the ship for parts to build a proper ship of the line. “Aside from having to devote a factory or two to building the aircraft, and constructing a second hangar for it, is there any other major support infrastructure we’re going to need to bring the carrier up to snuff?”

White Phosphorus and the others shuffled around nervously. Their silence only proved to exasperate Rainbow Dash even further. “Well, your majesty, there is the slight issue of needing a pegasi-mana enriched fuel for the steam engines for the ship to rise. I won’t trouble you with the laundry list of various compounds of the mixture, but I can tell you that fabricating it would only require an expansion on your oil refinery.”

Even though she was the hive’s overall commander, Rainbow Dash knew exactly the productive capacity of the hive’s armories, including oil refinement. “You do know all of our ships still run on coal right? We only have a refinery for flamethrowers, lubricants, and whatever else my sister requires. We’re nowhere near ready to supply this fuel guzzler!”

“And the biplanes,” Rourke added flatly. ‘Their new engines require it as well.” Rainbow Dash couldn’t help it any longer and dragged a hoof across her face out of supreme annoyance. “Even with these logistical problems, my queen, I still think this will be an excellent addition. Just remember the historic arguments of those championing the first crude firearms over crossbows.”

Of all the things Yumia and Cadista forgot of their history, only the recordings of those arguments survived to this day. She thought over it for close to five minutes before Rainbow heaved a sigh. “You guys are lucky we got a big cash injection. Write up what you need and pass it on to the treasury.” She started cantering back the way she came. “I want demonstrations within the week.”

The group of engineers and one scientist cheered, even if a bit prematurely and quickly thanking Rourke for her assistance before brainstorming how to abide Rainbow’s command. For her part, Rourke took the gratitude with more than a little enthusiasm before calling out to her aunt. <My Queen, the carrier still doesn’t have a name. Care to give it one?>

<Pah! There’s only one thing that’ll fit this money pit. We’ll call it the Longshot.>

Author's Note:

Will Rasua overcome her phobia? Will the sphinx fall for Aegis? Will Rainbow Dash realize her horn has been a clip on all along? Will Ratchet ever invent Q-tips?!

Potentially find out next time on CotH!


Yes, this was only a mini-chapter.