You May Have Won the Battle…
You May Have Won the Battle…
“Prepare for emergency landing!” Captain Dax yelled over the con. “What’s the status of the shields?”
“I’ve got emergency shields holding on auxiliary power, but it’s the only thing keeping up from burning up!” said the nervous ensign.
“Dax to O’Brien, what’s the word on engines and power?”
“I’ve got thrusters back to a minimum, we should be able to control our entry into the atmosphere, but not much else,” Chief Engineer Miles O’Brien replied from engineering. “I’ve got the warp core pushing out enough power for shields to hold.”
“Excellent,” Dax replied happy to hear some good news. “What about the transporter, can you divert that power to the transporter temporarily?”
“Aye I suppose I could, Ma’am,” he replied confused, “but why on Earth would you want to do something like that?”
“Just do it, and ready yourself to divert again the second I give the order.”
“Yes, Captain.”
“Dax to Transporter Room 1, have you got them yet?”
“I’m bringing them in one at a time,” the transporter chief reported. “I’ve got two so far with two more to go. I need another five more minutes.”
“Our orbit is decaying fast, Chief. Have it done in the next two minutes or I need to pull the power to shields before we burn up. Understood?”
“Yes, Captain.”
Dax watched the trajectory of the Defiant slowly slipping down orbit after orbit. The shields were started to feel the first taste of atmosphere as the heat started to build up. One way or another, they were landing this bucket, likely hard.
“What’s the status of the Defiant?” Picard asked onboard the Enterprise.
“They’re beginning their entry into the atmosphere now, Captain,” a young ensign replied, sitting in Data’s chair. “Their shields are still weak.”
“Can we get them out of there?”
“No Sir. They’re too far into the burn to get a lock.” A small spherical burst of light pushed out from the Defiant. “They’ve got their shields back, Captain!”
“Excellent. Let’s found out the situation on the ground. Picard to Data.”
“Data h-here, Captain.” He replied struggling with another Borg drone.
“What’s the situation, Commander?”
“Not good, Sir. A few minutes ago, thousands of Borg drones suddenly beamed down onto the surface. We’re losing ground rapidly. We’ll be overrun within the hour.”
Picard grimaced. He hadn’t anticipated the Borg attempting an evacuation prior to the detonation of the warp core.
“I’ll send reinforcements, but try to get to the defiant. They’re entering the atmosphere and will be making an emergency landing just outside the city. Q is onboard. He may be able to lend assistance.”
“I’ll try sir.”
“Picard out.”
“Sir, the Andorian freighter captain is trying to reach you,” the ensign stated.
“On screen,” Picard replied.
On the main view screen, Captain Stahn and the five ponies were smiling back at him.
“You have my thanks, Captain,” Picard opened to the Andorian captain.
“With our transporters back, we figured maybe would could be just a little more than a flying brick in space.” He winked.
“Captain,” Twilight Sparkle asked. “What about Equestria? What’s happening?”
“I’m afraid the situation on the ground is not going as well as it had in space, Miss. Sparkle. The city is about to be overrun. I’m sending reinforcements.”
“We’ll be beaming down as well,” Twilight stated as fact. There was vigorous nodding from the other ponies.
Picard knew he had no chance of saying otherwise. “I would advise against it, but if you are going to go anyway, Data and the others are currently in the palace throne room.”
“Thank you Captain.”
“Good luck, your Highness,” he replied, smiling.
Twilight blushed slightly, before nodding. The channel closed, and the view screen switched back.
Lyra lost track of how many creatures Arrow Point had dispatched, nor how many lefts and rights they had made. She was completely lost. She noticed that her friend was oddly lost too, but for an entirely different reason.
With every heroic act of bravery, Bon-Bon felt closer and closer to a princess being rescued by her knight. Luckily for her, Arrow Point seemed oblivious as he focused on keeping them alive.
“We’re almost back to the main chamber,” the guard shouted back as they ran.
The sound was low, but building. Lyra was the first to notice. She started looking around as they ran for the source, unable to pinpoint it. Eventually the sound became so deafening that all three were stopped in their tracks. Lyra found a window and looked out to see what could possible cause such a noise. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
A massive ball of fire was headed straight at them. It was only seconds away from touchdown.
“GET DOWN!!!” she yelled, not knowing what else to do.
The object struck the ground with a bang that shook the whole of the palace. Lyra huddled with head between her legs, begging for it to stop. The sound was so loud, she couldn’t hear anything. The world around her was clouded ash and silence.
The first sounds she could hear again were rocks being shifted. She tried hard to see through the ashen dust.
“Bon-Bon?” she cried, looking for her friend. “Mr. Arrow Point?” No pony replied.
She started to search around frantically with her hooves, feeling the ground. She felt the floor lead into a pile of rubble.
“Bon-Bon!?” she called again, getting more desperate.
She started throwing rocks around frantically, hoping to find something. At last she felt a hoof.
“Bon-Bon!?” she called again pulling rocks away as fast as she could. As the dust finally cleared, she managed to unearth most of the pony, but it was not Bon-Bon. Arrow Point’s body lay still.
“BON-BON!!!” she shouted, panic building.
“L-Ly…ra…” a faint voice whispered out.
Lyra rushed her way to the source of the whisper, until finally she found it. Her friend was alive, but buried under a boulder much to big for her to ever lift.
“Bon-Bon, are you okay?” she asked, brushing some of the smaller rocks away from her friend’s face.
“I’m… I’m here…” she said dryly. “I… I can’t move my hooves.”
“Just hang on. I’m going to get you out of there.”
“The Defiant has landed on the planet,” the bridge officer reported.
“That makes it that much easier.” Admiral Tomalak grinned. “Can’t we fire yet?”
“We still require another twenty minutes, Admiral,” Lieutenant Kitara replied.
“That’s not good enough!”
“I’m afraid that’s the best we can do. The strength of the blast is exponentially proportional to the amount of energy stored. If we do not wait until it’s fully charged, the blast will not be enough to take them out.”
“I’d say it’s worth the risk,” said Tomalak through bared teeth. His mind had been set on the day he could have his revenge on Captain Jean-Luc Picard and the Enterprise, and his time was at hand.
“Sir, are shields are nearly depleted, our hull is fragmented in three places, and our standard armament was mostly used up in the battle,” his tactical officer advised. “We would not stand a firefight against the Enterprise.”
“They are as badly damage as us and even after a blast only half as big, their ship would be defenseless.”
“What about Q?” Another officer questioned again. “Don’t we still need him to recreate the universe?”
The green vein in Tomalak’s temple was throbbing. “You heard Picard. Q died onboard that cube, and the universe didn’t end. This was clearly a lie to get us to do his bidding, and he will pay for that dearly.”
“Then who is responsible for our predicament?” the tactical officer braved, seeing how steamed their leader was getting.
“The Borg of course. It was always the Borg. Picard just wanted to play his favorite human card game. I folded to early, but I’m now going to call his bluff!”
“Then what about the situation on the planet, Sir?”
“What about it?”
“The Borg will overrun the planet and with the power of the magic particles, they’ll be stronger than ever.”
The Admiral’s temper was shortening by the minute from all of his officers’ attempts to delay his victory. With a deep breath, he finally relaxed his shoulders the tiniest bit, long enough for a tiny flicker of tension to loosen. His mind cooled, and his better judgment returned to him.
“We will wait twenty minutes, and not a minute more,” he said coldly. “When the Enterprise is destroyed, we will carpet bomb the surface until every last drone is destroyed. They are trapped down there, and most have centered themselves around the largest city anyway. When the universe reasserts itself, we will contact Romulus and ensure the entire planet is left without so much as a microbe left behind!”
Lieutenant Commander Worf slashed his way through to the emergency hatch along the hull of the Defiant’s wreckage. The ship had landed nearly intact, but the extent of its damage meant she would never fly again.
Worf entered the combination to release the door and allow entry into the ship. He only had a few minutes before they would likely be overrun. He needed to work quickly.
The systems were all badly damaged. Wires hung from the ceiling. Small fires flickered like candles burning inside of data terminals. Debris was strewn about haphazardly. There was only one thing missing.
Worf searched the transporter room. There was nothing. He found the bridge. There was no one. Not a single person or corpse could be found. He approached the engine room cautiously, thinking only of Dax, and if he could reach her in time. They had only been together for a few months, but he would not stand if anything had happened to her.
The latch was tight on the door to the engine room. He used his Klingon strength to force the latch, and the door released. The room was dark. All he could see was the flashing red lights in the background. His eyes scanned the area, but could not make out anything. The first thing he found was a hand tightly clenched around his throat.
There was no way out. The present day mane six and Data were trapped within the throne room. Since the cubes were destroyed, no additional drones were able to suddenly beam directly into the room, but the horde outside that had beamed down just before their ships’ destruction was rapidly approaching their position. Every soldier and civilian alike who fell became another soldier in the line.
A light appeared within the room. Their first thought was somehow, more drones were beaming down from some unknown location. But that fear turned to shock as the five ponies from the future all beamed down.
“What are you all doing here?” present-day Twilight asked her counterpart.
“We’re here to help save Equestria, of course!” Future-Twilight replied.
“That might be a bit hard at this point,” said Present-Applejack.
As if to accentuate her point, a loud bang thundered against the throne room doors.
“They’re at the doors!” Present-Rarity proclaimed.
“Whatever shall we do?” Future-Rarity added.
“We use the Elements of Harmony!” said both Twilight’s together.
“Without Fluttershy, though, we don’t have a complete set,” Future-Twilight noted solemnly. “So we’ll just have to back you up and protect you. Right gals?”
“You’re darn tootin’!” said Future-Applejack.
“Aww yeah!” Future-Rainbow concurred.
“I may require a full spa-day after this, but it will be well worth it,” was Future-Rarity’s reply.
Future-Pinkie hadn’t replied. She and Present-Pinkie were too busy copying one another’s movements as though they were looking in a mirror.
“Pinkie!?” Future-Twilight called out loudly.
Both Pinkie’s turned in unison, still in mirror image and voiced together, “Yes Twilight?”
“Do you know the plan?”
“Of course!” Both grinned together. Finally, one broke the routine to grab her element, while the other got into attack formation.
Future-Twilight nodded and looked to her counterpart. “Good luck, Princess.”
“You too, Princess,” Present-Twilight replied, nodding.
The doors to the throne room burst open. At first there were no signs of drones, just the dust in the air fogging the entrance. The first sign of them were their laser sights scanning the interior of the throne room. Their heads soon followed along with their bodies as the spread out into the room.
Their approach was different from normal. They appeared to be filling out the room, rather than a direct approach. The only remaining guard in the room lifted his BFG and fired off into the crowd, scared beyond all measure.
The light flashed out through the drones, but even after a pause, none of the drones exploded. None of them even collapsed. The green shielding shined out to meet the light wave from the BFG and absorbed its energy. They adapted.
Before the guard could even scream from his failure, a Borg-Pegasus swooped down and lifted the guard off his feet. He fell back to the ground, twitching as the nanoprobes began their assimilation.
Data and eleven ponies readied themselves for their final attack, but the drones suddenly stopped their advance. They stood completely still. Those around the doorway sprung back to life and cleared a passage. Standing in the doorway was a navy blue Alicorn.
“LUNA!!!” they all shouted, happy to see her again.
Their shouts of joy were quickly shattered as Chrysalis joined Luna in the doorway. Both ponies were stiff and mindless.
In unison, they spoke. “Resistance is futile.”
They too cleared the path through the entrance revealing a third: Queen Celestus of Borg.
“NO!” The all cried.
“Yes,” Celestus replied with a crooked smile. “This one here, nearly defeated me,” she pointed to Borg-Chrysalis, “I am always prepared. I shielded myself from her weapon just before its full effect reached me. I was rendered unconscious, but my systems were intact. That setback cost me my ships, and for that she will pay dearly.”
She glanced at Borg-Chrysalis, who dropped twitching on the ground. Her systems were shocking her repeatedly in infinite pain, without so much as the capability to scream. The best she could manage was to open her eyes wide as tears spilled out and her body twitched.
“STOP IT! STOP IT!” Present-Twilight screamed.
It was another ten seconds before Celestus finally let up. Borg-Chrysalis lifted herself off the ground and looked back at them plainly, as though nothing had happened.
“Fear not, Twilight Sparkle. As you can see, she is undamaged and remains a most loyal member of the collective. As you all will become.”
“We will stop you!” yelled Future-Twilight.
“We have the magic of friendship on our side!” Present-Twilight added, her horn started to glow.
“Friendship is futile, girls, as are your precious Elements of Harmony.”
The Present-Six lifted up into the air as the magic of the elements wrapped around them.
Celestus nodded as a Borg-Pegasus who swooped in an attacked Present-Applejack. The spell collapsed without their sixth member, who struggled on the ground as the nanoprobes infected her.
Future-Applejack immediately jumped in with her element and the spell renewed. The others jumped into action trying to protect them at all costs while the spell built up. The drones all pushed forward.
Data, unable to be assimilated, freely pushed through the drones, pulling cables, tubes and wiring for critical components on drones. He left a trail of struggling drones in his wake.
The others did everything they could. Future-Rarity bucked one drone into the other on the ground while Future-Rainbow spun circles around the Borg-Pegasi in the air. Each collision meant two more drones falling to the ground.
Celestus mind controlled the drones as the battle waged. She had little time before the spell was ready. A Borg-Unicorn fired an assimilation beam at Present-Rainbow Dash, who tumbled out of the spell into the throngs of the nanoprobes. Future-Rainbow soared in to take her counterpart’s place to start the spell again.
Celestus saw the flaw. There was one pony who could not be replaced. All the Borg centered on Present-Fluttershy. Future-Twilight attempted to keep them back from the front, while Data tried to reach them from behind. Future-Twilight became overwhelmed and missed an assimilation beam, which struck her right in the chest.
Future-Rarity attempted to fill the gap, but had nowhere near the magical strength of Twilight. It was only a matter of time before she too fell to the Borg nanoprobes.
A human Borg drone grabbed Present-Fluttershy from behind, and Fluttershy’s scream echoed out into the collapse of the spell for the third time. With no replacement left, the spell collapsed permanently, and the every last pony was assimilated into the collective.
Celestus examined her accomplishment with a glee she had not felt in a long time. Despite her setback she had achieved her goal, and even had a crashed ship to make their escape. Her emotions were probably the only emotions felt among the collective, and it bellied up within her, bubbling up into a wicked laugh.
“MUA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!”
The laughter is infectious!
Mua ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!
Who said anything about a happy ending! 
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NOOOOO!!!
Oh well. That ending was too abrupt to be the real ending, right? I mean, if you were really aiming for the whole, "everyone is assimilated," you would think the drama would be stretched out.
I have high hopes for a good guy comeback. Or, you know, a tragic epilogue of how the Borg ponies conquered the universe.
Now what we really need to see is Sweetie Borg.
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Hmm. it could go either way. Perhaps a secret 'Alternate Ending' is warranted.
Shh! Don't tell anyone,
Good Story and man Dash a borg ouch. Also what if you combind MLP, Star Treak and Temernator? LIke Temernators VS Borg see who will win? or Cyberman VS Borg
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Found it:
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That funny and Man I wounder if Fireblaze see his love Rainbow Dash as Borg he will back away and not try to fight her.
That's it! I'm getting out of this Universe! Maybe SW-Uni have Equestria? I think I have multidimentional coordinates on the dimension with Jedi Spike...
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You're going to abandon the story one maybe two chapters from the finish?
Surely you can hold out a little while longer? At least until the Borg-Based Universe is created...
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She's basically a living vacuum cleaner with a glowing eyeball.
That's adorable, hilarious, and sad at the same time.
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Sorry, if you took it that way, it was supposed to be a joke. You know, the kind of this one scene from Disney "Hercules" - everyone in Thebes are complaining about the calamities and other disasters, commenting that they only need now a plague of locusts, and after a small grasshopper comes up, an old man that was with them said that he's now moving to Sparta.
Just a little joke to bold out that enough is enough. I mean, Borg practically won, Romulans are playing corrupted politicians, and all grand figures are already out of the picture. To summary this I have a scene below:
Just change "Spaceballs" to Borg and "planet" to Universe - this is how I currently feel about the whole thing right now.
Also, I don't abandon stories that I really like, because I know authors just love to keep their readers in suspence.
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lol. No worries. Like a kid covering his eyes, I knew there'd be a gap in between your fingers to peek through.
Love the Spaceballs reference. I think I've only ever seen Hercules once. I'll have to watch again sometime and keep my eye out for the grasshopper.
Honestly, I feel the pictures detract from the impact of the ending. Especially the cheerier ones, like Appleborg.
I'm surprised that the Element charge-up doesn't come with some kind of protection from hostile effects. Still, that was never actually established, so I can't call foul on it. Though one Twilight shielding the others would've been, y'know, intelligent.
In any case, DisQord to the rescue. Or maybe you'll surprise me. I hope it's the latter.
Though the Romulans are something of an X-factor... Well, I'll just have to wait and see. Not too long, I hope.
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It's that balance of goofy and suspense.
The first DC story was more goofy MLP with Star Trek added.
This story was more Star Trek Suspense with MLP added.
So I tried to break it up a bit. Besides I spent a lot of time tracking down all those pictures!
And this is when I appear and destroy the Borg is an instant because unlike Q, I am P, and thus not only am I more powerful that Q, I also have the power of urine. (think about it for a sec)
Dear Twilight Sparkle:
You know the plan of "run away" that was shot down earlier?
Yeah, this might have been a good time to not ignore the
wheelchair bound Nazi scientistandroid-with-a-better-stats-package-than-all-of-Equestria. Especially since all you'd need is five hundred ponies (go look up Franklin's 50/500 rule) and Discord and Equestria would have been all set. Throw in the Enterprise-D, and why look, humanity and ponies survive in a bubble universe just slightly larger than a rapidly terraformed asteroid.Signed,
A Concerned Citizen
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Yes, I did just reference Doctor Strangelove; specifically:
I don't recall if I asked before, but do good old fashioned kinetic weapons (guns, relativistic kill vehicles, repeated bludgeoning with another Borg drone's disembodied limbs) still work on these Borg? While the story is in Enterprise-D times, and Picard hasn't done it yet, do remember that the Borg did seem to be vulnerable to being on the business end of a Thompson SMG. Plus, they seem unable to counteract Worf's bat'leth, so that means firing copious amounts of high velocity metal at them would probably work, I should think.
I wonder how long it'll take after ST:FC for Starfleet and the Federation to start replicating the GAU-8 Avenger, mounting it on anti-grav sleds with local inertial dampers and deploying them to every where. (Go look up the GAU-8 Avenger; it's the only gun with a plane as an accessory.)
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WOW! ... There is just no response that I can make.
Except maybe "Who's up for some P on Q action!?"
Okay. Maybe I need to rephrase that.
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LOL. This must be "Great references in movies" week from our commentators
I wondered the very same thing about Picard in the Holo-suite with the Tommy-gun when writing the battle. I needed a way to not have a primitive society just roll over into assimilation, but still be formidable.
My thoughts are this: The Borg must still obey physics, so physical impacts from weapons like spears and guns can still kill drones.
But to counter this obvious weakness, The Borg have limited exposed areas with which these weapons can be effective, and would probably adapt into the assimilation process tougher armor as the need was required (for instance during the assimilation of an industrial-aged world with projectile weaponry).
It's a big gaping whole in the canon created by First Contact, and I chose to just use it and say, "Move along. Nothing to see here. Pay no mind."
Best I can come up with!
Well. Oh crap baskets.
Zoigberg,
I absolutely love your take on Q=Discord & the relationship of the Equestrians to the Continuum!!
That said, I do think you missed a golden opportunity for showing just how bad-ass the Princesses can be: Luna should've used the moon to swat the fuck out of those cubes (of course, Celestia-borg would've wrenched control of the moon away from her sister, but not before everyone, especially the Borg, got the message: "Don't. Fuck. With. Alicorns!"
Let’s found out the situation on the ground
but try to get to the defiant
under a boulder much to big for her to ever lift.
Sir, are shields are nearly depleted, our hull is
I folded to early, but I’m now
a Borg-Pegasus who swooped in an attacked Present-Applejack
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