Starfall

by TheRocketMan062

Through the looking glass...

The life of an E.I.A (Equestrian Intelligence Agency) agent is a dangerous one.
Cloak and Dagger knows this all to well.

But has the midnight oil continued to burn, Cloak found it difficult to not be bitter about his current assignment.
Right now, he was disguised as a clumsy unicorn technician under the name of File. His mission was simple, keep an eye out for anything of interest surfacing in the E.A.S.A (Equestrian Air and Space Administration.) and report it.

But much to his disappointment, the E.A.S.A almost never found anything of interest. In fact, the most interesting thing they found last year was an asteroid that looked like a mare's flank.

Cloak and Dagger (or in this case, File) leaned back in his chair and put his hind legs up on the computer terminal, yawning all the way. Nothing interesting ever happened around here.
No one would mind if he took a power nap.

He was just starting to doze when a shrill alarm sounded from the terminal he had his hind legs resting on. File yelped and fell out of his chair, hitting the ground with a dull THUD. File cursed as he righted himself and looked at the computer monitor. The computer he was assigned to was a control station for the space probe currently orbiting Equis. The probe could run itself, so the terminal earth-side is used only to receive the data that the probe was sending.

And right now, the probe was going ballistic. File sat back down and silenced the alarm. The probe was sending back spectroscopic data and a still images. File opened the folder that contained the still images. At first, he could see nothing. He was about to delete the images when one of them caught his eye. It was very hard to see...but...there it was.

Black on black. A shadow that moved in the opposite direction of the other shadows.

And the shape...

There was no denying it. This was real. File gulped hard and looked at the spectroscopic report. It was inconclusive. The probe had no idea what this thing was made out of. Suddenly, the probe stopped transmitting data. The probe had looked away from the anomaly and was now looking at an asteroid.

Questions raced through Files mind. What is that thing? Why did the probe suddenly lose interest in it?

File stood, and his horn glowed. His light brown fur and grey mane disappeared in a puff of smoke. File was no more.

In his place stood a stallion with jet black fur and a charcoal colored mane. He pulled the memory unit from the terminal, then disappeared from the visible spectrum.

He had a job to do.