-View on shuttles as a whole-
Silver specks. That is all anyone could really see from anywhere close by. The strange object flew as if there was nothing holding them up. Those who saw them thought that they were weird metal boxes. Weird boxes that just so happen to be flying, and that just so happen to be flying towards Canterlot. The noise they made was noticeable but not overpowering like a hummingbird inflight.
-Celestia-
Eyeing the giant beast that had entered through the clouds was terrifying enough as it was but then it just sat there, its giant blue eye staring, and never blinking once. The size for one is probably the most awe inspiring detail, as it’s shadow covers everything from Ponyville to Canterlot. The sheer size of something like that would make anypony afraid to even go against it. Looking around she saw that Blueblood was with her still, staring at the monster of… whatever it was and had the best scared face she had seen in quite a while.
*Snap*
“Blueblood?”
*Prod*
“Snap out of if, Blueblood,” Celestia was surprised that touching Blueblood didn’t make him feint, knowing his dire love to look the better than any of his peers. ‘The only thing he is better at than them is wasting the Royal Treasury for the sake of his appearance.’ Celestia thought, then remembered something from what one of the maids said about this rare occurance.
“Blueblood, there is a smear of some paint,” Celestia said in the most sincere voice she could muster, without bursting into laughter. Blueblood let out the girliest scream ever to be heard of in hundreds of years. Celestia tried so hard to suppress the laughter but a little came out in a giggle.
“AUNTIE, you know how I do love you so…but please refrain from me making seem that I was touched by some common peasant, and you know how I relish that so,” Blueblood ended.
“Well, you were stuck looking at…tha..t” Celestia said looking towards the ship to see smaller ones like the first time approaching. To say Celestia was surprised that what looked like the same weird objects from last time would be a slight understatement.
-Talvo’s shuttle “Dawn Fire”-
The shuttle, black as coal with fringes of red along nacelles and surrounding the front of the shuttle, flames on front or behind what gave said automobile’s wheels. The whole of the shuttle was an experimental design, really. A strange combination of the Peregrine fighter, it’s decent wingspan with dual phaser cannons, and the Danube Shuttle. This variant of the original Dawn Fire is more accustomed to First Contact scenarios, forward command bunker, and occasionally used for airshows. The fighting variant still had part of its left wing left to be put together after that incident at the last planet they fought on, and over.
Talvo looked out the window in front of him and saw the castle quickly approaching, and thought to himself how sad this could turn out. Everything so far that Talvo had seen was beautiful, though he would want to go see what looked to be a structure in the large forest.
“Alright, Fighters, you can head back home,” Talvo stated into the comms, and a few pings of confirmation came through but there was something unexpected. Apparently Green lead had replied ‘negative’. “Green lead, Why do you think that you should all stay?” Talvo asked.
“If it makes any difference I think we should be around incase shit hits the fan. I mean from the reports I saw about the last group, those beings swarmed a fighter. What says they can’t take down a fighter, or hell, your shuttle?” Green lead asked. Not surprised by this, Talvo only shook his head and smiled. He loved the devotion and how protective his men got but sometimes they needed to know that bringing guns to a peace conference isn’t going to get your point across with open arms.
“Because, Green lead, your fighters are fast so if they were needed we could call you guys and it would take…how long? A minute, two tops?” Talvo asked back, and got no response from Green lead. “So if you want to babysit ALL of us then be my guest but head back to the Jennings and Montreal Or hell even the Bismarck. Just have those fighters fueled up and ready to go at a word so we don’t have to wait for your squadrons to get prepared.”
“Yes…Sir,” Annoyance was clear in Green lead’s voice as the scanners showed 20 some blips veer away from the 6 shuttles.
-Celestia-
Staring at the incoming flight, she noticed that most of the strange objects coming towards them turned away. Hoping for the best but the rest of the things don’t turn back. Then a few more turned back towards the large vessels. The only things left were what appeared to be 6 small blobs.
-Talvo-
“Alright, everyone prepare for arrival at the Castle. Thank you for flying Air Dawn Fire,” Talvo said into the comms. The only one to chuckle was Mellacks, the whole of Death Squad just smirked, shook their heads, or a combination of the two. “I have to say I do not see anywhere to ‘Safely’ land this shuttle of mine. Hey, Brent?”
“Yea?” Brent said.
“You mind grabbing controls so when we land I can get everything in order. I promise I’ll wait for you to get your stuff together,” Talvo said keeping his eyes forward as to not crash into anything.
“Can’t you just set it the autopilot to hover?” Brent said, surprised Talvo forgot such a simple setting. Hell there was a button for it…somewhere in here.
“Oh yea,” Talvo said, keeping his stoic appearance, also partially thankful they were behind him so they couldn’t see him mouth something unbecoming of a leading official.
-5 minutes later-
Hovering over the edge of the supposed garden, or was it a forest. Talvo looked around in front of him wondering what the hell he was going to encounter besides the strange being and the flying angel like creatures. The sword he had decided to bring was weighing lightly on his back, the sword in question was an ornate replica of an Medieval long sword, and his phaser pistol rested in its holster on his hip. Looking back towards where a few of the shuttles landed and to the others that just had their doors open towards the castle, Talvo shook his head once more. The idea was to show no force yet everyone had their guns trained towards whatever moved.
“Put down your weapons, men! We don’t want to start things off on a bad step,” Talvo shouted to the men, easily heard over the quiet warbling of the engines. Talvo brightened up once he saw the men lower their weapons, glad that anything that decided to pop out won’t get shot to hell.
“Uh…Sir?” Talvo looked behind him to see Mellacks, worry spread across her face, looking to the woods.
“Is it anything relating to who we are going to try and see?” Said Talvo looking towards the castle balcony where the lady he wanted to meet was seen, only to see nothing.
“It might if they look 7 feet in stature and are all carrying spears held at us,” Mellacks said. Talvo immediately looked to the forest and sure enough there were probably a few dozen beings. Some had what looked like protrusions coming from their head, while others had wings sprouting from their backs. The rest looked like normal men…just completely white and buff as hell.
“That…is not creepy at all…” Talvo hears weapons rustle and looks back to see all of his men have, once again, raised their weapons towards the force in front of us. Talvo rest his face in his hands, his annoyance towards his own forces already starting to grow. Talvo lifts his head and turns to his men and shouts, “IF I SEE ANOTHER WEAPON RIASED I WILL SHOOT YOU MYSELF!” Un-holstering his unique pistol, knowing that his bluff was never discovered since his position was basically god to all those who were under his command, and upon seeing the pistol in hand all the men lowered their weapons quickly, or face his ire.
“Sir?” Mellacks spoke up again.
“What?” Talvo asked, wondering what Mellacks saw this time. So, turning his head towards the opposing force, he saw one walk forward, and stop a few feet from him.
“The Princess wants to see who’s in charge of that,” the man said pointing towards Bismarck.
“Then you got your man.” Talvo said with a slight smile, somewhat uneasy that this soldier in front is higher than him by half a foot, and who has more muscle mass than Talvo could ever dream to get in his age.
“Han..”
“No. A Rule is to never let one be without defense in any situation that they will likely encounter, so sorry but if it is any consolation take my pistol. I am keeping my sword,” Talvo said, holding his pistol out in front of him. The soldier in front of him takes it then motions for the sword. Talvo shakes his head. The guy seems to get the idea that force might be needed, so he takes a step forward, and Talvo stands there. The guy reaches out for the sword but Talvo grabs the wrist and looks the guy in the eyes.
“Touch the sword, and this whole place will be gone in a heartbeat,” Talvo says with enough venom, disguising his bluff well enough. Talvo wondered if this guy would really push him to actually attack but gets an idea. “Here’s an idea. Get your Princess, and we’ll meet right here. She’ll be backed up by all of you and I won’t have to let go of all my stuff, and besides you wouldn’t want to be disarmed completely on an alien planet in a different galaxy or even dimension would you? Besides, you wouldn't want the history books writing that one of their own had started a conflict that could possibly wipe out everything they know, or do you?" With that Talvo smiled towards the guy as he audibly gulped, his eyes searching all the other men Talvo brought along, and though of the horrors that they could unleash.
-Silence-
"Do you want to start something or you going to get your princess?" Talvo said, the smile gone now and his cold hard eyes boring into the man who stood in front of him. With that the man turned around quickly and walked away hurriedly towards whatever sanctum the princess resided.
"Sir you sure that was a good way to start things out?" Mellacks asked.
"No, it is....Aww fuck he took my pistol with him." Talvo facepalmed so loud that it could be heard from the fleet still near the moon.