• Published 11th Jul 2015
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Homeworld Conflict - Lily Lain



After a galaxy-encompassing journey, for which over three hundred million of us gave their lives, having laid a mighty galactic empire to ruin, we are home. But we are not the only ones who wish to thrive here.

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Mutual Introductions

The white, bigger, presumably male alpha hovered in the air, gazing at the spacecraft with uncertainty, perhaps lost in thought. He glanced at his sibling, and at the city below, then back at the aircraft, struggling to decide.

The microphone extended itself from the top of the Corvette. “We are the Ambassador of the Kushan Fleet. We come in peace. We wish you no harm.” The speaker’s voice was kept level and in a most friendly manner.

Both the alpha specimens’ eyes shrank in surprise. The darker one gazed at her sibling expectantly and received a nod. It turned toward the ship, showing its teeth in an act of animalistic aggression. Or perhaps it was a grin...

“This is Princess Celestia.” The brighter alpha spoke in a feminine voice and nodded at her sibling, who added, “and I am princess Luna. We are the rulers of the Equestrian Diarchy. We welcome you in peace and wish to hear of your intentions.”

“We come from the desert world of Kharak in search of our homeworld. It would appear it’s this planet. We would find an establishment of diplomatic relationships and cultural exchange with your nation welcome,” said the speaker.

“We invite you to land and visit our castle to continue our conversation there,” proposed Celestia. “Constant hovering would be impossible for us.”

This might be a trap. Prepare the ship for immediate evacuation if needed.

“Proceed with their request,” ordered Fleet Command.

Oxygen present, friendly atmosphere confirmed. The use of the suits not necessary.

The Corvette landed on a patch of flat ground, near entrance to the castle. The four men of the ambassador unit exited the ship; two of them, engineers with proper schooling in diplomacy, carried various sound, vision, matter analysers, and all other sorts of necessary and not-so-necessary equipment.

One, the young and bright speaker with his engineer’s peaked hat shielding him from the sun, walked at the head of the group, followed closely by the expert on law, diplomacy and interspecies relations, the advisor, scorching sunrays bleaching his grey hair even paler.

Different species from the alpha Equines perceived. Their names and descriptions are, as stated by the military equine, respectively:

– Griffins of mostly furry, feline body with feline claws and legs, and feathered, birdlike head and breast.

– Minotaurs resembling our species in form, but slightly larger and with more prominent muscles, sporting long muzzles, cattle-like hoofed legs, and pairs of horns atop their heads.

– Zebra resembling the Equines in shape and size, but having black and white stripes, as opposed to the Equines’ colouristic variety.

The Equines come in four variations, possibly races:

– The Unicorns, of supposed high psychic capabilities, sporting a single horn in the middle of the forehead. They’re capable of accomplishing unusual feats (such as levitation) without any mind enhancements through manipulation of “psychic energy” as it has been labelled.

– The Pegasi, sporting wings at either side of their torso, capable of flying. It is a misconception that these wings allow them to fly; they are far too small, and the pegasi are, based on their body build, unable to generate enough energy with their muscles to keep aloft. The nature of their flight is yet to be discovered.

– The Earth “Ponies,” of high agricultural skills and sturdy body build. Some appear to be bigger than most Equines.

– The Alicorns, a hybrid race that the Princesses belong to. Each specimen sports both horns and wings and has the benefits of all other races (flying, and high psychic capabilities).

The Equines bearing pastel colours are coloured naturally from birth. We are unsure of why this phenomenon occurs only within this species and what pigments are present within their bodies.

Most of the species consists of female specimen. This might have been preconditioned genetically.

The group was escorted by four armoured life-forms, and hundreds of curious or wary eyes pointed its way. The gazes were more of wonder than of hatred, and the group found itself walking forward, sometimes smiling politely at the passers-by, and receiving smiles in return.

Their culture and body language is similar to ours.

“The possibility that they have developed it on their own is very low,” commented Fleet Command.

The group found the Princesses awaiting them at the castle’s diplomatic room. A proper table was arranged, with very low chairs for them to sit on. The Equines occupied plush pillows, ending up slightly shorter than the group, but still towering over them in some strange way with their... demeanour? ‘Aura’? Or perhaps something else?

“We have seen other species in the city. Have they formed their own nations, or are you the leading species on the planet?” asked the speaker. A stern gaze from his advisor told him not to test the boundaries too far.

Celestia chuckled good-naturedly. “No, we are not ‘the leading species.’ The Griffins, Dragons, Zebra, and even other Ponies have founded their own countries across the planet. Minotaurs live mostly in smaller groups on the south, they don’t have their own land. I am sorry that you’ve arrived in such dire times, but we are currently at a war with the Griffins. While we have a ceasefire for now, we aren’t sure whether we won’t be forced to lead a defence in the eastern regions.” Her serene smile turned into a dark frown.

“What is the cause of the war?” The speaker leaned slightly away from his advisor. He knew very well that his questions weren’t really testing the borders. They were crossing them, stomping on them, and waving a Kushan flag with a huge grin ostentatiously on the other side.

“Why, we are,” answered Princess Luna confidently. “The Griffins, us, and other races are the bearers of the Elements. We move the Sun and Moon, while the Griffins shepherd the Winds. The Dragons have Wisdom; of other Elements we are not yet aware. It has been forbidden to use them in warfare, but the species to hold them all in their possession would rule the land.”

The two engineers of the group stared with vacant eyes at the Princess. The two diplomats gazed at each other and at the rulers in front of them, baffled.

They can move a 1030 kg star.
Threat level adjusted accordingly.

“Your highnesses, perhaps we could scan our biology mutually, so that both sides are aware of who they are. It would be the final sign of friendship, and perhaps alliance, between our nations,” offered the speaker.

The Princesses agreed. The equipment was brought to scan the royal Equines, while a few professors were assigned to work on the ambassadors.

Unusual fluctuations in magnetic and energetic fields around their horns, bases of their wings, and ends of their legs. It appears that they are highly psychically capable in those regions.

“As far as I’m aware, the ability to develop psychically is available only to the ‘unbound’ as they, or we, are called. Those who have been integrated permanently into the starships or powerful computers, are sometimes capable of doing that. How could then these creatures, who had never seen a starship, develop such abilities?” asked Fleet Command, although she knew no one knew the answer.

“Your magic has been diminished greatly,” explained Luna – who had been scanning the Kushan along with the scientists – when confronted with these questions, “but it still is there. I can see that you’ve traded it for amazing calculative and engineering abilities. What you’ve come to in centuries, we probably wouldn’t reach until millennia from now.”

“You have mentioned moving the sun...” said the speaker.

Luna shot a glance toward Celestia, who shook her head slightly. “We aren’t allowed to discuss the nature of the Elements as it has been noted in the interspecies’ treaty millennia ago, but yes, we do move the sun and moon,” the latter explained. “The same applies for the Elements of Harmony and other magical artifacts in our possession.”

“You have arrived,” started Luna to break the tension that suddenly arose, “upon your ships from a distant planet, I presume. Have you mastered faster-than-light travel?”

“Not exactly mastered,” answered the speaker. “Reverse-engineered from a wreck we found in the sands of our planet, and paid a great price for it. But yes, we have that ability.”

“You have been on a search for your homeworld, and you presume it’s this planet?” Celestia asked. She received a nod from the speaker. “And you wish to settle here eventually?” Another nod. “While I don’t want to impose, are you absolutely certain that this planet’s ecosystem will be able to sustain your species along ours?”

The speaker was taken aback by that question.

“Only a minuscule number of expansive, sentient species can exist on a planet, but cases of more than two have always led to the planet’s collapse,” sounded the Fleet Command’s voice in an engineer’s weak, cracking radio headphone.

“We are nearly sure that our Fleet will not interfere. We would like to, however, invite you to an interspecies dialogue a few weeks from now where we’ll discuss this dilemma. We’ll pinpoint the time as soon as all other species agree to it,” said the speaker. Celestia assured she would come. “A suitable transport onto our ship as the conference’s place will be provided,” he added.

They had exchanged random bits and pieces of culture after that, having encouraged some Equine archaeologists to chat with the engineers, while the speaker remained in conversation with the royals. His advisor was silent, and so was Fleet Command, both contemplating the same issue.

Considering there are more than two intelligent species on the planet, not all of them must be expansive. It appears the most probable that the Equines and Griffins are expansive.

“The Griffins wage expansive wars, and strive for control over the world. Equines have formed more than one country, while all the other species haven’t. The Ambassador will be released a half of the star’s rotation from now to confirm that theory.”

The ambassador unit returned to the Mothership not long later, richer in experience, cultural knowledge, and questions.