Manehattan
Lyra... Lyra was scared out of her mind right now. She wasn't sure what to think, what to do in this situation she was in right now. The minty green mare was on a visit to Manehattan to buy something for her friend, Bon Bon's birthday, when all of a sudden... the caribou had attacked, and they the coastal city attacked hard. Lyra had taken refuge at the docks, where she was chased off to and hid in a warehouse, one that was empty save for a few small wooden crates and such.
She didn't know much about the caribou, only that they were a dangerous race and their country was not exactly in the best of shapes. So they declared war on Equestria, claiming they were liberating the male species from their female aggressors and were going to instill the absolute law that females were nothing more then playthings and slaves to be used by their rightful male leaders and owners. To be used and bred as they saw fit. It terrified Lyra that she could possibly be subject to such a fate.
She didn't want that.
Oh please don't let them find me. Lyra hoped and prayed, hiding behind a few crates as the caribou were inside the warehouse. She trembled in fear when she heard the loud groaning noise from before, but she didn't know what it was or where it came from. Go away!
"I don't see her, she must have escaped!" One caribou said, growling as he knocked over a crate.
"There are no other exits, she must be in here!" The other declared, and Lyra's heart began pounding in her chest. "Find her now!"
*Droooooooooooooooooone*
There was the noise again. What is that?! She didn't know, but it still terrified her to no end. The soldiers from the royal guard were doing their best to fight back the hordes of caribou, who had stormed in from the seas in their battleships. They bombarded the city in some places, weakening it so they could land and slowly take over. She had heard from one pony that the caribou had somehow gotten into Canterlot, how they did without anyone noticing was anyone's guess.
The ground shook from an explosion, no doubt from caribou battleship fire as they continued to weaken the city's defenses and such. the gunfire outside kept growing louder and louder as more joined the fight, and oddly enough she heard something akin to energy blasts. Lyra wasn't sure what that was, and no matter how hard she tried to rack her brain for information, she came up empty handed.
Suddenly, a hand gripped onto her neck while she was in thought, and yanked her out from her hiding space before she was thrown out into the open. She hit the concrete floor hard and rolled before coming to a stop, groaning she looked up and saw the caribou all around her, at least three of them.
"Hahaha, thought you could hide from us? Pathetic." One chuckled.
"Ye should listen to yer rightful masters when they come callin' poppet~" Another grinned disgustingly.
Lyra shook with fear, with nowhere to run... she was no doubt be subject to whatever horrors they were about to inflict upon her. One of them was already starting to take off his armor, chuckling at her fearful expression as she backed away, crawling away from him before she was kicked violently by one that was standing behind her. "Ahh!" She cried out as his boot connected with her muzzle, almost fracturing it as she fell back clutching her bloody nose.
"Just be quiet and let it happen." The leader of them said as he glared down at her. "Its gonna happen whether now or later, when we've won."
"I'd much rather break her now instead of letting Diann get a hold of her." One muttered, before he was punched.
"Never... speak of Lord Diann without his title! Or I'll castrate you myself!" The leader growled as the one who took off his armor was closing in on Lyra. "And hurry up! I'd rather we not get caught with our pants down... literally."
"This won't be but a moment~" The caribou grabbed Lyra by her arms, pinning them above her head and was about to work on ripping off her pants.
Which, obviously would have been bad.
If, you know... the roof didn't explode.
The caribou yelled in surprise as something crashed in through the roof, slamming and crushing the leader into little more then caribou paste and jam as his buddy was sent flying away from the shockwave. The one on top of Lyra stumbled to the side, and she took that moment to slam into him and bolt away to the crates she was behind. Once she slid into cover, she peeked out and saw something standing in the middle of the warehouse that made her eyes go incredibly wide.
It was a massive machine, one made of some sort of black steel covered in small bits of rust and sleek looking armor. Its arms and legs were covered in armor plating that was rounded slightly along with its chest and head which resembled a knight's helmet on its very large body with six lights on the front, and two odd looking wings on the back that extended outwards behind itself into three large points. In one hand it held a large sword with spikes jutting along the blades length, and in its other was a large round shield of sorts. It stood tall, easily 12 feet high and it looked incredibly heavy to Lyra. This machine was vastly different from the others that were currently fighting in the Empire and the city of Manehattan, as it was a more advanced model.
"Situation assessed." The machine spoke in a posh sounding Trottingham accent that made Lyra raise an eyebrow. "Pilot Status - Deceased. AI Activated." Said the voice in a very monotone way, before the machine seemed to relax slightly. Rolling its shoulders, its head had one thin blue glowing line where the eyes would be in the helmet slit as its head turned to and fro. "Scanning..." Then its head turned towards Lyra, the blue scanning light that came from it hitting her and she froze. "Species... Equis Inteliges detected, female."
It sees me! She panicked, what was this thing!? Sure it crushed a caribou but...
The machine turned when the front door blasted open, and a bunch of caribou stormed in. "Damn it! Its another!" One of them cried before they scattered into the warehouse, one of them wielding an explosive looking weapon before they all fired on the mecha.
The advanced mecha raised its shield, causing a blue arch of energy to appear around the shield making it much large before swinging out its sword before two parts on its metal legs fell down behind it, raising it up a few inches before it shot forward suddenly, moving much faster then Lyra or the caribou would have thought the machine possible of doing. It raised its sword and slashed in a quick downward arc and not only did it kill two caribou, its sword split the ground and caused another to fall down into it as the building shook violently. And it wasn't done as it ripped its sword free, bullets bouncing off of its back before it spun around and zipped over to where more of the beasts were before destroying them with a single swipe of ts blade.
Lyra watched in both fascination and terror as the machine made quick work of the caribou, slashing at them or bashing them with its shield. Other times two small parts of its shoulder guards opened up and two barrels on either side popped out before firing at another group that had ran inside to try and deal with the mecha. But they were far too weak and inexperienced to deal with such a monster, their guns did little to no damage against it as they fired everything they had.
One caribou fired its explosive weapon, sending a rocket of sorts flying towards the mecha who just raised its shield, taking the rocket like it was nothing before firing another round of bullets at them. The caribou with his launcher reloaded his rocket launcher, ready to fire it again before he found a bullet suddenly taking the place of his left eye and he fell back.
But not before pulling the trigger and sending the rocket flying up towards the already weakened ceiling of the warehouse.
Lyra watched as the rocket impacted the ceiling, and the entire warehouse began to shake along with the ground as missiles outside had impacted a caribou position nearby. Coupled with that, and the wear and tear from years of disrepair inside the warehouse, caused it to fall apart. Lyra yelled in shock as she tried to get out, only to find her way out blocked by caribou. Looking back up she saw a large beam falling towards her, and ducked down with her arms over her head. "Ahhh no!" She screamed, waiting for it to crush her.
It didn't however, because several things happened.
Firstly, a caribou had his junk impaled by a sharpened pipe.
Secondly, the mecha had heard her cry and shot over to her as fast as it could as it sheathed its sword behind its back along with its shield.
Thirdly... it leapt over Lyra in a dive before reaching out and grabbing the mare, who yelped in surprise and slight fear before the mecha's chest opened up and Lyra was shoved inside before it crashed through the wall and landed in a roll outside in the back alley streets of Manehattan as its chest closed up tightly.
Lyra had covered herself as best as she could when she was thrust inside the machine, breathing heavily to herself as she heard little to nothing. Shaking, she opened her eyes and found herself strapped into an odd seating placement, and in front of her on either side were two odd controls that she could grip with her hands. The cockpit's panels in front of her suddenly buzzed to life, five of them that sparked and turned on, morphing in a way that showed her the outside of the machine, showing her the alleyway she was standing in, the sky above her and to both of her sides. She found herself confused as to why she was in this thing.
"H-hey! Let me out of this thing!" She yelled, trying to get out but the machine had strapped her in, her legs in two odd devices that, when she moved one leg forward, the machine moved with her own movement. "W-what the heck? What's going on?"
"Terribly sorry, you seemed to be in quite a tizzy and I simply had to assist you." Came the posh voice again, and Lyra looked up and around when she heard it reverberating from inside the mecha somewhere.
"Why am I in this thing? Let me out!" Lyra asked, panicking slightly as she tried to free her legs and only causing the machine to awkwardly stumble around.
"If you would calm down I could e-explain!" the posh voice yelled out before the machine and Lyra fell over with a thud. The mare yelped as her head hit the side of something metal and the AI voice just sighed. "Ma'am, please remain calm."
Lyra gulped, realizing she couldn't get out even if she wanted to. So she said, "Fine... talk, what's going on? What are you!?" She had no idea what this thing was, but she knew deep down in her heart... it wasn't Equestrian made.
"I am C-X-7735. But my previous pilot referred to me as Butler." The voice spoke as they laid on the ground, Lyra listening to his explanation. "As for what I am, I am an ATLAS Military Combat Mecha referred to by civilians as a Titan, I was built with the purpose of defending the land of Terra and her people from outside threats. I also act as a defense point-bot that provides backup for my pilot if he or she ejects and goes where I cannot due to my sheer size."
Lyra blinked as her hands gripped onto the odd handles she found, once her hands were in the grips she tried something. She moved around in an attempt to get up, and lo and behold her actions bore fruit as the machine followed her order and she managed to stand up. It felt so unreal to her that she was controlling this thing, and her curiosity got the better of her as she soon asked, "B-but... I'm not military, I don't even know what ATLAS or Terra are!" Her mind recalled something about Terra however, in an old book she had once read that belonged to her great grandfather.
"Ahh yes, I am sure you are wondering why, the long explanation would no doubt confuse you. So I will just sum it up to, I am in need of a new pilot and while it is usually against most regulations to allow one of your species to pilot such an advanced combat machine, you appear to be far more intelligent then last I saw of your kind. So I require your assistance in fighting these rogue creatures that have no doubt escaped from the Empire's own facilities and multiplied, ghastly things they are... how did they do it?" Butler pondered to himself as they stood in the alleyway.
If the mare was confused before, she was more so now. "M-my help? Empire? What?!" She asked, getting a green light to shine inside the machine's cockpit. "I don't know how to use this thing! What are you talking about?"
"You know how to move, fighting is but a simple task that I can teach you as we go." Butler informed her as something inside the cockpit came down in front of Lyra, it looked like a headset of sorts that could fit around her eyes. "Take this and put it over your eyes, your organic optics seem to be much larger then that of a humans, but this should work regardless."
At human, Lyra's ears perked up. "W-wait, human!?" Lyra asked, she didn't expect to hear that... not since she was a filly that studied them and was... viciously bullied for it. "What do you mean human?" Lyra put on the headset, it took some doing but she managed to strap it on.
"Hmm... you don't know? Odd..." Butler seemed a bit confused, but quickly cut off any other forms of conversation before a caribou war beast appeared down the alleyway, decked out in armor and spewing flames. "Enemy detected ahead."
A read out appeared on the eyepiece she was wearing, her body shaking as her nerves got the better of her as the war beast turned to her, spewing out flames and setting fire to the nearby warehouses. It wore a saddle, but its rider was missing, leaving it to do as it simply pleased. She had seen plenty of these heavy beasts attack Manehattan, setting fire to things and charging into barricades.
They were the steeds of the caribou.
"I would recommend going on the offensive, Madam." Butler told her, breaking her out of her stupor.
"B-but what do I do?! Why do you even need me to begin with?! Just get another human or something!" Lyra tried to tell Butler, shaking as she gripped the handles inside the mecha.
"I would prefer a more trained individual at the controls, yes, but for some reason ATLAS Command is informing me there are no pilots remaining. Meaning this situation is quite dreadful, so I am in need of a new pilot. Yes I am fully capable of fighting on my own, but having a pilot would make combating these creatures much more effective." Butler once more explained to her as the war beast roared.
"I-I can't do this! What if I mess up?" Lyra asked in a tiny voice, her shaking making the mecha shake as well. This was far too much, why would this machine pick her out out of every other pony to be his pilot?
A few seconds passed in silence, as the war for Manehattan raged outside. "I once had a pilot like you once, she was young, scared even at being inside of this armor. She was scared of failing not only her country, but her friends as well." Butler spoke softly, conveying emotion Lyra didn't know a machine was capable of making. "But she managed to get past that fear of hers, and she was able to fight... now you must do the same, because I am sure you have friends you do not want to see hurt."
Bonnie... Lyra thought about her best friend, an earth pony candy maker that lived in Ponyville. She was so far away from the city, but still the small town could get attacked if it wasn't already. She loved Bonnie greatly, and the thought of her being hurt by these caribou... turned into some willing whore made her blood boil. Used against her will by a race that was little more then barbarians.
Gripping the handles, Lyra stared down the beast ahead of both her and Butler.
"Okay... I'll... I'll try." She told Butler, and got another green light, which faded to a soft blue.
"Excellent."
Lyra took a steady breath as her hands gripped the controls inside, her fingers inside the small finger pieces that allowed her to move the mecha's own fingers. It felt so odd to do and see, when she moved her hand the mecha responded and did the same as her, if only a bit differently. She moved her closed fist into her open hand, the mecha doing the same as she cracked her knuckles, Butler doing the same with loud metal crunching noises. "Let's do this."
The war beast roared one more time in challenge before charging at Lyra, she wasn't prepared and took some damage, the force of the hit jostling her slightly as she brought her arms around to grip onto the beast and push it back as it pushed her. The two got locked into a stalemate halfway down the alleyway, with Lyra grunting in exertion when she buried her foot into the concrete behind her. Gritting her teeth she brought up her right hand and then slammed it down into the beast, a loud crunch and the sound of hydraulics sounding as the war beast roared in pain before covering her in fire.
"Whoah!" Lyra yelled as the flames licked at the mecha's hard outer shell, but she could still feel it even while inside the machine. The war beast got back down onto its hooves, shaking its head in pain before rearing up and head butting Lyra, who stumbled back with a yelp. She growled before backhanding it hard, causing it to crash into the fallen warehouse remains before she kicked it in the side, cracking several ribs in the process as it turned to face her for a tackle.
Lyra was ready though, picking up fast and compensating for the slight sluggishness of the mecha. A wild haymaker knocked it back, followed by left jab, right, left, right and left she threw punch after punch, cracking bones and giving it a healthy dose of brain damage. Not even done there, she pushed it up onto its hind legs and threw a hard haymaker into its head, snapping it to the side before throwing a hard left punch into its belly and kicking it away, sending it flying down the alleyway with a pitiful squeal noise.
It slammed into a carriage nearby, crushing it as she spotted several caribou watching Lyra, or rather the giant mecha that owned the war beast. Lyra didn't even notice them at first, instead feeling the adrenaline pumping through her veins fro the brief fight she had with a large fire spewing beast. Her arms shook, muscles burning and her heart throbbing deep in her chest. She had never fought anyone before, never even against her bullies in magic kindergarten, or when she was bullied in high school... college. She always just ran or avoided it entirely, but fighting just now...
It felt incredible.
"Ooooh wow." Lyra's trembling voice spoke quietly as she took in a shaky breath.
"More threats detected up ahead... oh, and one last thing." Butler started, shaking Lyra out of her stupor.
"Y-yeah?" She asked, looking up and spotting the caribou, which her headset locked and marked as enemies. It even showed their weapons and danger levels, which was incredibly helpful to her in this situation even if she didn't know it.
"May I have the name of my new pilot?"
New pilot... Lyra wasn't sure what to think about that, but for some reason it excited her. "I'm L-Lyra... Lyra Heartstrings." She finally said, wondering what Butler was gonna do with that information.
"A wonderful name, it is a pleasure to have you as my pilot, Lyra." Butler said with no small amount of a warm welcome in his voice.
Lyra cracked her knuckles again, grinning as the caribou started to back away. "Pleasure's all mine... now let's fight!"
The terrified screams of the caribou sounded shortly after of course.
As Lyra took advantage of the fact she had herself a new toy, with which to smash caribou with. The Leviathan hovering over the seas of Manehattan's port was terrifying many ponies and caribou alike, this giant kilometer long airship was beyond anything anyone had ever seen before. No one could even think properly about where it could have come from, or who's side it was on... because it already chose its side when it launched several missiles out of its hull from on top, long rusted missiles that blasted out of the beast and headed towards several caribou airships. Their tough iron armor was no match for these high explosive weapons, once they exploded upon impact all on board were killed as their flaming ships were sent crashing down into the ocean below with a few of them smashing into battleships.
"Open fire on that thing!" The caribou captains on board the ships had all yelled, turning their cannons skywards toward the massive black colored airship that hovered over them all like a monster. Their cannons were 16"/50 caliber Mark 7 guns, similar to incredibly old human battleship cannons, and they fired HC Mark 13 shells that weighed in at about 1,900 pounds, so they were some heavy duty shells that were good enough to level several buildings and kill a whole mess load of people nearby.
They did fuck all against this airship, the shells impacting and bouncing off or deflecting elsewhere, the armor on it was too much for their shells to penetrate. Though a few shells did manage to impact through a few openings, doing little damage against a few turrets that were firing on the airships above the Leviathan. The leviathan was old, an incredibly old piece of machinery that could very well be the last of its kind to sail the open skies in battle, but it was gonna do its job. Which was combat the caribou until it finally fell apart. Missiles launched by the dozens into airships above and battleships down below, some of the turrets on the bottom of the Leviathan fired huge shells towards the battleships and cargo transports in the harbor, causing them to explode violently and kill all on board. The caribou had no chance against this massive machine of war as it tore apart their navy like it was nothing, for every shell they fired, they lost two to four ships from every missile or turret gunfire that came from above.
Caribou were desperate as they jumped into the water, only to get killed anyway from the sharks that swam up to feast on the carnage, killing survivors amidst the flaming wreckage of their once great steel battleships. Other ships sunk slowly, exploding as their shell storage bays imploded inside one by one, causing huge gaping holes to open up in the sides as their cannons were torn to pieces from the shells exploding before being fired. Their gunners were killed in the fire, or drowned because of the ship's bulkheads locking down and trapping them inside, sinking down to the depths to a slow and terrifying death at the bottom of the harbor with no chance of escape.
Inside the leviathan skeleton crew jostled and rattled as their consoles were blaring with alarms and flashing lights, but the AI system merely took over to quell everything inside and fight back. "Leviathan AI - Online." A deep droning male voice spoke, and it seemed to echo throughout the ship. "Location - Unknown. Systems - Green. Crew Status - Deceased. Hostile Numbers - Unknown. Situation - Critical." It droned on as two panels on the side of the ship opened up, some struggling to open but eventually doing so, sparks flying and rocks falling from them. One of the panels fell off completely and crashed into the ocean, as the caribou down below wondered what was going on. "Initiating Counter-Terrorism Operations."
Several old mecha, some rusted and others actually still preserved activated, buzzing to life, some sparking and others smoothly making their way to the launching bays before boarding large boxy looking airships that were launched out of the side. The smaller airships were slightly bigger then any other airship the caribou or ponies had, and had a cockpit with a dead pilot inside of it that jostled around slightly as the airship flew out of the side of the Leviathan and towards Manehattan. The airship came under fire quickly, shells nearly missing it from caribou heavy machine guns, the rounds impacting the cockpit and smashing through to tear apart the long dead pilot. Not that it did much to impede the ship's movement as it and its friends flew over Manehattan's densely populated areas before stopping to hover.
Several dozen ponies that were trapped in Central Park noticed them as they were blocked on all sides by caribou forces, and watched as the airships dropped several large black mecha onto the ground. Each one causing a small quake in the ground as they drew their large guns and advanced on the antler'd beasts, who in turn grabbed ponies to use as shields. Other mecha landed nearby, big blue and black ones that drew large looking weapons that resembled rocket launchers before activating their jetpacks and flying up towards the rooftops.
"Back up! We'll kill them!" One caribou yelled, a gun pressed to a foal's head who cried in terror as her mother screamed and tried to egt to them, only to be slapped back. "We'll do it! Back off you tin can!"
"Hostage detected. Release the hostage, or suffer the punishment." The bigger mecha carrying what appeared to be a large eight barreled machine gun that required it to use both of its arms to hold it up. "You have ten seconds."
"Get away now!" The caribou yelled, hand shaking as his pistol was held up against the filly's head.
"H-help!" She sobbed, trying to get out of the caribou's hold.
"Situation change... death is now imminent." The mecha said, as a panel on its shoulder opened up and out popped a barrel.
Before the caribou could even think of pulling the trigger, a bullet had taken off his head and freed the filly who quickly dashed over into the safety of her mother as the other caribou were fired upon by small arms fire so as to not inflict civilian casualties. When the bodies fell, the ponies looked up at the mecha as they marched away from the park, with only two staying behind and guarding them. "T-thank you." One mare finally said, the mother who held her filly tightly.
The mecha paused, before saying, "Stay safe citizen." And then stomped off to fight the caribou.
Which proved to be a slaughter fest of epic proportions.
Royal guards all over the city alongside police officers were being pushed back by many caribou, the ever growing horde proving to be too much for them. They fired everything they had, throwing magical Pyro grenades and casting spell after spell towards them all as they took some heavy losses. But it wouldn't last long, as a large black mecha crashed into the horde of caribou, wielding a large sword and shield. The officers and guard watched as the mecha tore a swath through the caribou with its massive sword that buzzed to life like a giant chainsaw of death. The mecha swung its sword with such force, the caribou's armor was little more then butter compared to the blade's sharpness and ripping capabilities. Its shield taking the full brunt of their weapons fire as it spun around on its wheeled legs.
A loud buzz noise could be heard as it pierced a war beast through the skull, its sword going all the way through it and exiting out of its rear end. The rider could do little to nothing as the blade shot up suddenly, splitting the war beast in half and himself as the sword was held high in the air, blood dripping down from it as the caribou did something that was actually considered smart in the distant future...
They ran for their fucking lives.
The mecha spun around, flicking its sword to the side and splattering a generous amount of blood onto the caribou bodies nearby as it faced the police officers and royal guard. They all grew nervous at the sight of it, and the blood covering its aged rusty frame before three panels opened up on its chest, two to the side and one sliding up and revealing...
A minty green mare with a near manic grin on her face.
She was breathing heavily before she pulled her arms out of the mecha's control systems and her legs were freed. The mecha sheathed its shield and sword and knelt down, allowing her to exit where she nearly fell down had the mecha not caught her. The officers and guard were understandably confused, jealous and one was slightly aroused by the sight.
"What in the sweet fucks is going on here?!" One officer yelled, an older mare with a blood red coloration as she stomped over. "Who are you!?"
"I'm L-Lyra." Lyra told her as she stood up, shakily and added, "Look, these big robot dudes are on our side." She told them as more of the airships flew overhead, firing on caribou and killing them before they could launch any anti air weaponry against them. "I k-know they're scary looking, but they're here to help."
"How do you know? Are you the one who brought them here?!" The mare officer questioned as a distant explosion went off, and they all turned to see several mecha flying through the air towards a caribou airship.
"I don't know who brought them here, but they're here to help us!" Lyra told them again, turning back to Butler and adding, "We gotta join them and fight back against these assholes."
The red mare seemed a bit iffy, but when she turned to look at the losses they've gained, she grumbled. "Better then nothing, all right fillies! Get your guns and arm up, we're going to war!" She bellowed as Lyra jumped back into her mecha.
She quickly got into the controls, two hours of using it and she had a slight grasp on how to use Butler properly. "Alright buddy, let's free Equestria."
"Roger that Lyra."
Lyra wasn't sure where Butler and the rest of these things had come from...
But goddamn if she didn't enjoy this...
And so Lyra fought alongside the royal guard and officers, aiding in their efforts to repel the caribou from their city as the excitement and adrenline flooded through her body.
It was incredible.
On top of one building, clad in a black skin tight outfit was a mare, one with a cream colored face and a two tone blue and pink mane. Her blue eyes watching Lyra and her mech, Butler tear apart the caribou with brutal abandon. Even from here, the mare could barely make out Lyra's whoops and cries of excitement.
"Oh Lyra..." The mare shook her head. Even in this kinda of situation, she treats it like a video game. She stood up tall, her head turning to look at the distant mountains where Canterlot resided. I wonder how the princesses are faring?
Speaking of Canterlot.
The city of Canterlot, a beacon of nobility and perfection in the land of Equestria was also under fire from Caribou who had managed to get into the city via some secret underground tunnels and managing to steal two trains to get their forces inside to knock out any defenses while they got their airships to land.
It was horrible, but thankfully the ponies had aid, specifically a very ticked off lunar mare.
Princess Luna of the Night and Moon was pissed as she slammed into the ground, wings flared out as she conjured up her scythe, a long handled double bladed weapon with large blades on either end that she utilized effortlessly as she cut through the caribou she had seen trying to enter in through the castle through a southern entrance. She had the face of a foal who was asked to clean up her room, angry acceptance was one word one could use to name her expression.
"Is that all? I am but a mere mare to you all aren't I? Pathetic!" Luna taunted as she leapt onto a nearby wall, throwing out her hand and casting a spell that sent a barrage of ice shards raining down on the caribou, piercing their armor and skin and making them cry out in pain. "I have faced foes that make this battle pail in comparison!"
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH WHORE!" One caribou yelled, charging at Luna and throwing his sword at her before firing his gun.
Luna merely raised a shield and deflected the bullets before leaping off the wall and cutting through him with her scythe, splitting him in half as she landed in the most elegant of poses in front of another group of the rapist bastards. She rose her hand, palm up and make a come at me motion before several airships flew overhead.
She paused for a mere moment and looked up, spotting several machines being launched out of the sides, dropping down below and crushing several caribou with their immense size and weight. She also witnessed one land nearby, colored the same as her coat and wielding a very large energy bladed scythe much like her own. It was sleek looking, built for speed and quick attacks.
Luna grinned.
With Celestia, the Princess of the Sun stood in her throne room, the mare dressed in the finest clothing she had as she was prepared for the day's nobility. Only for her horrible day to turn into something potentially less boring as the caribou invaded, thankfully they hadn't killed anyone yet, only taking hostages as they moved in on the castle. She was prepared of course, her magic ready at a moment's notice in case she had to cook some idiots and prepare a four course meal using their meat and bones.
However, they all seemed to change as she heard more explosions, different ones then last time when they first came. The princess hurried over to one of the windows where she saw a beam of light come from nearby before cutting through an airship, ripping it to shreds. Celestia watched as the airship angled to the left towards the cliff and crashed into it, exploding before falling down off the city and down onto the ground several kilometers down below. The one who fired the beam eventually came into view, an odd looking mechanical beast with a large weapon in its hands that it used to fire at the other airships and bringing them down to a fiery end.
The doors crashed open, and in stormed Diann and two of his best guard. "Hahah! Celestia, at last we meet." He cooed, apparently not even noticing the carnage happening outside. "This will not be a pleasant end to your... female tyranny." He held up his battleaxe, something that crackled with red energy. "For too long you, as a female, have been in power. It is time that I show you you're rightful plac-" He was unable to finish as the windows nearby shattered, and in flew two large metal beasts.
You guessed it.
Big ass Titans.
They landed on either side of the throne with heavy thuds, startling the royal guard who had taken up a defensive ring around Celestia. Diann and his loyal guard stumbled back in surprise as the two massive 14 foot tall machines wielding nasty looking guns, that were aimed at Diann and his lackies. Celestia looked on at both of them in shock, wondering what they were as Diann growled.
"This a trick of yours Celestia? Well it won't fool me! Guards! Attack them!" Diann ordered as more of his stormguard ran inside, before firing their heavy machine guns at the mecha. These guns were far more advanced and actually did some damage against the machines, tearing through the armor before the mecha fired back.
Their larger guns packed a bigger wallop though, the massive rounds tearing into Diann's stormguard and sending a couple of them flying back, while others had their torsos ripped clean off. The loud Crack Crack Crack echoing throughout the throne room as heavy brass shells landed on the floor and rolled away. The stormguards were torn apart in seconds, their screams of agony sounding out loud as the royal guards formed a tight barrier in front of Celestia as they witnessed some of the most brutal carnage.
Diann was left standing amidst the gore that used to be his guards, blood covering his armor and axe as he stared wide eyed at the machines who aimed their guns right at him. He trembled slightly, and if one looked straight into his eyes they would have seen fear the likes of which he had never felt before. "W-what? Impossible!"
Celestia, garnering her courage broke the barrier around her, the guards slowly falling in step behind her as she stepped in between the titans. They didn't move, only standing still as their guns were aimed at Diann. She took a deep breath, and said, "This is no trick Diann... I know not where these machines came from... but I thank them, because they spared you a fate worse then death itself. Surrender yourself... and I'll see to it you are treated fairly..."
Diann panicked, this wasn't how anything was supposed to go! No! This is not how I fall! He reached into his armor's pocket before pulling out three large balls and throwing them down in front of him, causing them to explode and cover the area around him in smoke before he turned tail and sprinted out of the castle and outside. I will win this! He ran as fast as he could outside, witnessing his forces being torn apart by more of these large mecha and his airships being shot down. No! NO! He growled in rage, throwing his battle axe at a nearby royal guard and splitting them in half before grabbing the nearest rune master and growling, "Get me out of here now!"
"B-But my king-!"
"No buts! The battle is lost, we must retreat and I will not be some bitch's prisoner!" With that said, the rune master cast a spell and the two teleported away.
Whatever remaining caribou tried to flee from the battle the moment their leader fled in a haste, most getting shot in the back by firearms or blown apart by explosive missiles or grenades, some were even set on fire as enraged citizens and royal guard chased after them. One by one the fleeing caribou were killed viciously, their airships crashing down onto the city itself or off the side of the cliff side city and down onto the ground below as fires raged.
An hour or two passed until the fighting died down, and smoke bellowed into the skies above as Luna stepped out from where she was fighting, covered in the blood of caribou that she had slain as a mecha walked behind her. The large midnight blue mecha wielding its massive scythe was scanning the corpses as Luna banished her weapon, sighing as if she had just finished a nice stretch after waking up. Looking around, she saw the guards taking a breather and helping the injured as the others started a city wide search for any remaining caribou.
Luna watched them, turning to glance back at the mecha with its weapon in hand. Hmm... these metal beasts seem familiar. Luna wasn't sure why they seemed familiar though, and no matter how much she tried her mind couldn't place it.
Oh how little she knew...
Elsewhere in the world, the war in the Crystal Empire was eventually won, with the caribou pushed back and retreating back to the deep north as Manehattan was defended, with all of the enemy forces killed or otherwise retreating. Canterlot, while not suffering as much damage as the other cities and locations survived and was eventually cleansed.
But this wasn't the end... oh no...
"They will pay for this." Diann growled, clenching his fists in anger. "They will pay!"
This was only the beginning... of a very bloody conflict that would engulf the world.