The Invisible Brony Defense Force

by SoullessDCLXVI

Season 2: Tempus Transitus

Author's Note:

This A/N has 833 words!

Previously, on IBDF:
On a September night in 2013, (during the Season 2-3 drought) in an alternate universe to ours, a witch named Sarah cast a spell disguised as a terrorist attack on a brony convention. Sending them all to Equestria as ponies.

However, she kinda sucks at spell craft and now a myriad of pop culture icons, attractive humans, and miscellaneous people populate the Everfree.

A famous brony musician, "Overture", who looks now like Discord, quickly grabs the reigns of leadership with his natural charisma.

Overture turns out be a dick. And a tyrant. With his silver tongue and twisted morals he corrals the bronies into two circles around three Equestrian towns: Canterlot, Ponyville, and Appleoosa.

On Earth, an investigation into the attack reveals strange, unknown energies. All of lower Manhattan is evacuated. The same investigation reveals a portal. The other end of which isn't static.

The defense against "foreign" attackers by Soulless and his friends earns them previously non existent high ranks in Overture's new religious order. Holy Order of Harmony. The attack kills Pink's sister, Tragedy, and sends him into a downward spiral.

An HOH spy, Lightning Cloak, is followed by Twilight during one of his monthly reports. Overture sees her and orders her death.

While Twilight follows Soulless and Co, the circles begin to split in ideologies. The Western half, farthest from Overtures reach, denounce his words.

Recovering from an ordeal incited by more human soldiers, Celestia, begins to look for Twilight. She needs someone to talk to and her sister is sleeping. On information from Spike she follows her into the Everfree, but finds Overture instead.

Luna overhears Soulless' wish upon a star and joins the BDF for a small amount of time. Becoming aware of the situation in the Everfree and beyond.

United States begins sending in massive reinforcements to Equestrian foothold.

BDF slowly grows.
Arrow - Archer and all around weedman. Best friend to Snake.
Snake - Beast Boy and best friend to Arrow.
S1nt4x - A Custom (Term not yet used in the fic, meaning appearance is neither pop culture influenced or a prettier version of themselves.) Wearing a German officers cap, a gas mask with a vocalizer that makes speech sound mechanical, a black leather trench coat, sleeves tucked into riot gloves with forearm protection, combat vest and pistol belt over the trench, black BDU pants tucked into knee high combat boots, tactical knee pads, a convenient first aid kit, and sporting mammalian wings.
Pascal - A sociopathic Equalist chi blocker from Avatar: The Legend of Korra who pretty much goes with the flow so long as his phone works.
Technia - A man turned technophiliac grey mare with a red and grey striped mane and a Phi cutie mark. With the astounding ability to summon and use raw materials and turn them into advanced technology.

Celestia and Pink team up to search for the "corrupted" Luna and Twilight Sparkle.

News of Twilight's bounty splits the circles in half. A quasi bipedal white tiger named Shirotora heads the west side. Dubbed the "Lunar bronies" as a result of Overture's own design.

America uses what forces it has gathered to launch an attack on Canterlot.

Arrow tries to hit on people, and fails.

Artist interpretation of events

BDF defends Canterlot. Instilling fear into American troops.

A bombing run is scheduled. The BDF, with Luna's help, successfully evacuate Canterlot. With a cargo plane.

Pinkie welcomes the bronies to Ponyville. Referring to them as "Monkey things" on the banner despite knowing full well what humans are. After all, she used her witchcraft to browse pretty much the whole internet.

Oh, yeah. And she's a witch. Weird, right?

A tired banana joke is laughed at for some reason.

At Pink's urging Celestia returns to a bombed out Canterlot. Nightmare Sol takes revenge on the soldiers present.

Nightmare Sol interrogates and kills Everfree bronies. She finds what she's looking for. Luna is in Ponyville.

Nightmare Sol attacks Ponyville during a party. Snake is felled.

Pinkie uses her abilities to capture Nightmare Sol. Celestia sleeps away the Nightmare for about a week.

Lightning Cloak gives the location of Twilight, Luna, and the BDF to Overture. Sparking an attack.

Pink's fractured, grief-stricken mind brings forth an imaginary friend that is the spitting image of his sister. In her lies his rage.

News of Celestia's survival reaches the military.

Celestia gains a perfect copy of Soulless' memories.

Celestia's memories are imparted to Soulless. But they remain inaccessible.

Pinkie unlocks the full abilities of the BDF.

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"Sweet Celestia's perky nipples, is that what I think it is?"

Just about every Solar brony made signs of surrender and walked to stand with the Lunar bronies.
Finally. Finally we could repair the damage we caused.

And now, Season 2 of IBDF begins...

One year, four months later…

April 5th, 2015CE

Vernal 16th, 1005LE

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The weeks following the battle of Ponyville had the residents slowly trickling back home. The Mane 6, just hours after the battle, had finally gotten their hooves on the Elements. They used them anyway in hopes of returning everything back to normal. However, the Elements failed to accomplish much as far as normality was concerned. Overture had been turned to stone, those that were injured but alive were healed, fires were put out and loose debris was vaporized harmlessly. The corpses of all the felled bronies returned to their natural, pre-Equestrian forms. But they did little for the mental health of, well, everyone. They didn’t repair any of the true damage to the town, and they didn’t raise the dead. Twilight had said that the reason the elements failed to heal the emotional and mental wounds was that it wasn’t something that could simply be given. It had to be worked for and earned. So nearly all the ponies remained afraid of the bronies, the Canterlot crowd again going against the norm and being the more accepting bunch. Even if only minimally so. It would be months until they would get over their fear. And when they did, it became anger.

Despite their anger we all did our best not to let it get to us. As we had since the beginning we would be quiet and keep our heads down. Even when they threw things at us. We would do as we were asked without question so long as it wasn’t the CMC or equally destructive foals doing the asking. Many of us were forced to sleep in the street. Those few ponies that were open to us would still refuse those of us that looked like we came straight out of a horror movie. Can’t say I blame them, really. On Earth that’d be a sure fire way to earn a Darwin Award.

The Princesses made sure we were getting along with the ponies. They did their best to get the bronies and ponies acclimated to each other. But there’s only so much you can do to convince a group to accept another when they first saw the second initially as naught but extremely violent monsters. Waging war, bringing death, spilling blood, and destroying homes. We were advised by the Princesses to act precisely how we were acting to facilitate better brony-pony relations faster. Apparently they’d soon get over it and treat us better. Due to ponies empathic nature they’d stop seeing us as mindless monsters soon enough and probably feel guilty for their previous actions.

“Honestly, you’re all likely to see a few weeks of being treated like royalty before things mellow out. A guilty pony is a generous pony.” Princess Celestia had said.

I didn’t see it happening. I mean, in my head I juxtaposed freaking GODZILLA on a damn rampage with a miniature Godzilla getting the royal treatment a few months down the line. It was comical in how little sense it made. Never mind the fact that the little asian boy who was the shapeshifter that would forever be known as Gojira was dead. It’d be like the jews doing something similar for Hitler. Or more accurately, the Auschwitz survivors. Well, okay, not that bad. But still pretty bad. So I seriously didn’t expect the kind of treatment Celestia promised. I was prepared to live the rest of my life getting pelted by eggs, flower pots, boots, and the occasional knife. See? Forgiving. Only the occasional knife.

However, the Princess, being the immortal ruler of ponies, shockingly had a deep insight into the pony psyche. I know, right? Who’da thunk it? About a year after the battle we saw a dramatic increase in the quality of life for us. Ponies started mirroring our actions: Acting kind to us, feeding us, helping us build more homes to house the brony population. They began inviting bronies to parties (although Pinkie had been doing that from the start. At first only the invited would show up, but soon no one would come to a party that even a single brony was invited to. The parties were damn right depressing.) Pinkie couldn’t be happier, the city had finally begun to heal. And now it was bigger than ever.

Yes, that’s right. The city of Ponyville. It had become Equestria’s new capital, and was now broken into three districts. Old Ponyville, New Canterlot, and Little America. Three guesses as who lived where. On the outskirts of New Canterlot stood two Castles. One reminiscent of the previous Canterlot Castle, though smaller, dwarfed the second Castle that, while sizeable, could have been mistaken for the former’s lawn art. It was a blue crystalline tree that held a purple, somewhat classic looking castle aloft. Princess Twilight Sparkle’s new home. Yeah. This past year or so has been nuts. I mean, a lot of us had thought when we got here that Twilight wouldn’t actually go Alicorn. That it was creative license by Hasbro and DHX. But, apparently Lauren can see the future even in an alternate dimension and is still pulling strings behind the scenes of My Little Pony.

Thanks mostly to Technia, Ponyville City became the most technologically advanced city in all of Equestria. The wonders she brought to the city made it the number one tourist spot on the planet. And as a result the city was continuing to grow and diversify as people from all over moved to town. I knew I was looking at the beginnings of Equestria’s Shanghai. Technia alone, however, couldn’t handle the strain lifting an entire city, nation, or planet on her shoulders. Luckily she hadn’t need to. What things she did make were studied extensively and recreated.

A number of new mines, lumber yards, and oilfields had opened up around Ponyville City to get the materials needed as ponies couldn’t easily replicate Technia’s clean removal of resources with even their strongest magic, not that they had given up trying. With our guidance all of these new industries were pollution free. We may not have been the silent defenders we once thought we were but there were some things about humanity that we didn’t want to visit upon Equestria.

Among the new industries and infrastructure of Ponyville City was an airport. It wasn’t all that big as the global infrastructure couldn’t handle any 747s we could make, If you couldn’t land it elsewhere there was no reason to launch it. Right now the majority of the aircraft were zeppelins of Equestrian origin, though we had a few small prop planes out and about. The knowledge of how to build larger aircraft, airports, roadways, electric cars, green power plants, solar panels (Celestia was particularly happy with that one) among other things had already been released to the public and just about every major city was in a race to advance.

The bronies had mellowed out significantly since the battle of Ponyville. They still had their altered forms, whatever magic had been cast upon us could not be undone. At least not here. And a way home was still being looked into. The Holy Order of Harmony, however, did not die out. New leadership under a John Constantine gutted the previous order and built it back up from the foundation. The division of solar/lunar still existed, though now it had more to do with ideological rather than geographic differences. The Solar half was more about rules, order, and atonement for the battle. Whereas the Lunar half was more about freedom, celebration, and progress. Despite their differences they got along extremely well. My position as the Lunar High Priest remained. As did Pink’s.

Pink himself claimed that he was feeling far better. And I was inclined to agree. Initially. He seemed far slower to anger than anybody I’d ever met. Which alone would be great. Unfortunately the way he would occasionally talk to someone that wasn’t there when he thought no one was looking made me worry for him. I had been thinking of trying to get him to see a therapist in New Canterlot, but then he disappeared. I wasn't worried, he could handle himself and likely just needed some space and quiet. Which if he were being reasonable he hadn't need go far. It's been relatively quiet here for a while now.

Other than an escape from Tartarus by a centaur by the name of Tirek, apparently a G1 villain according to some of the other bronies, everything has been completely and utterly peaceful. If you don’t count the shenanigans of the Mane 6. Which I don’t. Rambunctious they may be, but they didn’t tarnish the peace. And I was thankful, if wary, of the peace. I didn’t expect it to last. There was a formidable military somewhere out there. With tanks and assault rifles who knows what else? And somehow, it had become impossible to find.

If that wasn’t enough the disappearance of dozens of unicorn ponies in several cities and towns had the public visibly tense. Other than a few peaceful demonstrations outside local Police Departments and Guard Houses demanding action and answers it hadn’t really escalated too much as of yet.

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Currently a few of us, namely myself, Pascal, Syntax, Princess Twilight, and Princess Luna were searching the woods some miles to the southwest of Ponyville City for any sign of the foothold location of the United States military. Unsurprisingly we found nothing. Again.

“I don’t understand. Even if they’ve moved, there should still be signs of their presence. Cleared woods, vehicle tracks, something!” Syntax complained, saying what we were all thinking, and for a few of us, had already said before.

“And I’ll say it one more time. The Elements must have returned them home when we fired them over a year ago. And don’t say they were too far away. Discord’s chaos spanned the globe and when we sealed him back in stone everything returned to normal. Everything.”

“Hey. That reminds me. Where is Discord?” I asked, suddenly curious.

“In truth I believe he met a grim fate during the Fall.” said Luna, shaking her head with just a hint of sadness.

“Wait, but wasn’t he supposed to be reformed?”

“AHAHAHAHAHA!” We all stopped and looked in mild concern at Twilight when she fell to the ground in hysterics. Eventually she came up for air and wiped a tear from her eye with a flick of her hoof. “Ahh, that was probably one of the funniest jokes I’ve heard in some time, Syn. I’m glad that even during a time of crisis you can find it in you to make ponies laugh. Pinkie’s been rubbing off on you.” She took a few breaths and extended her hoof repeatedly in calming motion and forcibly brought her smile down. “But it’s still a time of crisis and we need to find more clues as to the whereabouts of the unicorns. Let’s go.”

“I… wasn’t joking?” I heard Syntax mutter as we all resumed our trek through the woods. Though if anyone but myself heard him they showed no signs that they had. There were more important matters to attend to, like finding our quarry, no matter how adamant Twilight was that they’d been returned to Earth.

Silently we trudged on for a couple more miles and several more hours before the Princess called an end to today’s search and teleported us home. Or, to be more precise, her home. She couldn’t very well teleport us each to our own home as people need to see us leave the palace just as they’d seen us enter. For all ponies knew we were just discussing politics as heads of government for our districts. If they knew what we were really looking for it would incite a panic.

I headed home, nodding to Technia, Arrow, and Rainbow Dash as they headed inside the castle behind me to begin the day shift of “politicking” with Celestia. Breathing in the pre dawn air, feeling the wind whip at my lunar garb, I drank in the peaceful atmosphere of the City as the Dawnbringer woke and completed her duty.

I just wish that this peace will last.

Comments

[SoullessDCLXVI]

A/N: Edited a bit by Shirotora.

I’ve found a comfortable rate at which to write. You should expect a new chapter about every week and a half to two weeks.

CE means Common Era
LE means Luna Exilium or “Moons Banishment”. (Borrowed that from another fic. Forget which.)
In my headcanon Equestria has four months. One for each season. (Hiemal, Vernal, Aestal, Autumnal.) Their new year begins Vernal 1st (Winter Wrap Up). I’ve not bothered with how they’re structured yet but I’m sure if I wanted to figure it out I could.

Why is this A/N in a comment? ‘Cause word count needs to be accurate in my opinion and the actual A/N was a bit used up. Not sure if you noticed.

[PrinceJonathan]

*Looks at the cover art*
This is the main character? Do I really want to read this? With those glasses, long hair, and that mustache/goatee combo, he looks like a guy who composes porno film soundtracks for a living.

[shirotora]

5281249 Yeah, he does, but it's a pretty good fic, regardless.

[SoullessDCLXVI]

5281249 Haha what? Is that really how I look? Damn. Nobody's said shit so far.

[PrinceJonathan]

5282363
I was originally going to make a joke about your name. I mean really "Soulless"?! That's so edgy I was afraid of reading this fanfic for fear of cutting myself.

But then I took in your character's feature and thought "Huh...long black hair, shades, goatee, and a red & black silk shirt...I bet this guy is wearing a leopard-print speedo too and smells like astroglide."

Now the real you looks normal. Like someone I'd find hanging out at the local comic book store playing collectable card games.

God damn I miss playing Munchkin, Dominion, and Yugioh on weekends at the local comic shop.

5281987
So far I'm liking it.

[blazikenking]

Technia's current "politicking" probably has things to do with making fictional machines and other things less fictional. Imagine if Pinkie and Technia were in cahoots with each other, Pinkie using her witchcraft to pull videos from the internet, put them on paper, and send them to Technia to see if they can be replicated somehow. The current project of this kind is replication of Kamen Rider Drive's gear, especially a commercial version of Tridoron.
img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140907093048/kamenrider/images/4/48/10590629_778075465548722_3243923577576445776_n.jpg
Why would someone need a car with three forms? Because it's really useful and awesome. Plus, you can get it in any color(s) you want.

[shirotora]

5282363 I actually never noticed until PrinceJonathan said something.