Destroy all Demons...
Twilight walked out into a well lit hanger bay.
On the other side, Drake and eight Solar Empire Marines were also rushing out of their transport.
Gilda slowly floated over to them, followed by Fury, the soldiers, and Twilight respectively.
Drake smiled at the sight. Then, turning to two of his stallions, he gave them a set of orders, and they floated into a nearby corridor.
Gilda smiled. "Hello, Admiral. It's always good to talk things out. I believe you want Twilight Sparkle."
Drake nodded. "Indeed. What are your terms?"
Gilda smiled. "You, first of all, let us have Twilight for a little while longer."
Drake raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
Gilda continued. "And, simply, that you do not fire on us until we're out of the system, once we are done with what we're doing."
Drake frowned. "What? No ransom? No weapons? That's all you want?"
Gilda nodded.
Suddenly, a scream came through the radio.
Drake bolted upward. "Soldiers, report!"
"Arrgh! We're under attack! Help! Ahhhhhh!!!" Then, it shorted out into static.
Drake gestures towards the passage that the marines had gone down.
Immediately, everyone floated as fast as they could toward the hallway. Then, stepping onto the floors, they began a small hop walk down the hallway, guns up.
That's when things got messy.
"Ugh. You might want to have a look at this sir." came the voice of one of the Empire Marines.
Everyone walked over, only to find a horrifying sight.
There were their two soldiers, in various cases of dismemberment, floating around the corridor.
Gilda was the only one who seemed more scared than disgusted. "Those slices were caused by needle sharp weapons, and burn marks as well. This was no ordinary weapon that shredded these two men."
Twilight muscled the nerve to get a good look, and found Gilda was right. No normal sword could have caused such perfect cuts, nor the scorch marks.
"Alright," started Fury. "We need to leave now!"
And things only got creepier.
"Hello." came a deep, dark, evil voice. "There will be no leaving. You have only just arrived! So put down your weapons, and let my servants help you!"
Immediately, every gun went up.
Then, another man, a Republic soldier, screamed.
This time, everyone whipped around, to see the attacker.
It, for there was no telling it's gender, was made of floating black stones, completely enveloped in fire. It had no legs, it simply hovered. It's face was an evil, sadistic grin into black stone. It's arms needed in neat cut points, sharper than any normal sword.
Gilda met it with a shotgun round, sending it backwards, where it melted into the wall. "What was that thing!?" she shouted.
Twilight was a pale white color. "It must have been a extra-dimensional being from the plane of fire..."
"Speak english!" shouted Fury, his gun at the ready.
Twilight shook her head. "A fire elemental. A demon."