Hello and welcome part 2 of the set up of the System Alliance beginnings. Here, is a small side story to sate your thirst.

Commander General stomped his was through the burning husks of Mindoir's homes. He teeth grinding together. He killed 15 slavers already and there seem to be no end.

"Cabrones!" He roared out when a batarian group came around a corner, 4 of them carrying a pony on their backs. They casually threw the bodies to the ground before raising their weapons to fire. CG raised his arms and a pair of swords appeared in each hand before rushing forward.

Bullets slammed into his shield, shrugging the bullets off with ease. He rushed to the batarian slaver and violently slammed his sword into his lower eyes, but not deep enough to kill him automatically.

The slavers watch in horror as the cloaked human raised the screaming batarian by the sockets with his swords before he pulled the swords apart, ripping his head apart in the process.

He turned towards to the other.

"Ore por la misericordia ante Dios, porque no hay nada para dar."

Several hours later.

The scream of the dying has long since been silence. Commander General moved through the dead town like a wraith, rooting out the stragglers. His teeth gritted together. They found out how to shut down their magical weapons and ships...by sheer luck.

The Slavers had sneaked into the colony under the guise of merchants and had all of their men in shipping containers. An ingenious plan if he ever saw one. The merchants walked around the city with out worry and took note of various sites. When they came across the generators, a plan was formed.

The generator was built around the schematics of the Inner Cores. As they draw the ambient magic in the air left behind by spells, and use to power the generator up. Several slavers made their way towards the generator at night. They began to mess with the setting in an attempt to shut it down. Instead, the generator imploded, taking the slavers with it. The draw back was a powerful magical back lash that spread over several miles, even reaching the upper atmosphere. It shut down everything, overloading ships with power and defenses were destroyed. That wasn't the end however, all generator were connected, so the same happen all around the world of Mindoir.

Mindoir was defenseless, and unfortunately, Mass effect technology was not affected by the pulse. Calls began to be spread out to all the scum of the galaxy and soon, Mindoir was crawling with slavers and piartes of all kinds.

-Several hour before the event-

A patrol group arrived on schedule for Mindoir, with Commander General along for the ride...Mostly out of boredom, and another to see and talk to his men and women under his command. In charge of the military he is, full of himself he is not.

Most of the service members onboard couldn't wait to see their homes and loved ones.

"OFFICER ON DECK!"

"At ease, carry on people." Commander General stated as he walk towards the cock pit. A single unicorn sat the controls, magic controlling several items at once.

"Approaching Mindoir, sir."

"You are looking forward to some shore leave, Wingstreak?"

"Yes General, ever since my stepson went to the Flight Academy, I have been waiting to head home so I can get some of my boy's favorite food snack." Wingstreak nodded, smiling up at Commander General. "Curtsey of the Apple farms of course."

"Stepson? You adopted?"

"Yes sir. His name is Jeff, he is a human and...well. He has a bit of problem. His parents couldn't raise him due to the cost of medical care. They were devastated when CPS showed up when he appeared in the hospital too many times. I offer to take him under my care, being part of the SA Naval Corps gave me a lot of benefits."

"Kind of hard to believe there is still medical problems."

"He had Type IV Vrolik syndrome when he was born. Thanks to me, its now a Type I. So it doesn't affect him too much. He still needs to take medication from time to time. His parents are waiting for him on Mindoir when he is finished at the Academy, I know he will do them proud."

A few minutes of silence that filled the cockpit.

"Mindoir Spaceport, this is Patrol Group Trotter. Come in Mindoir Spaceport."

Commander General raised an eyebrow when they were only met with silence. Wingstreak looked at his radio, before repeating the statement several times.

"Communication problem, Wingstreak?" Captain Brean asked, the griffon was quite large and can go toe to toe with regular human soldiers with ease.

"No." Command General stated, his eyes narrowed. "Something wrong. Sound General Quarters, get all ships up to combat status. And I want it 5 minutes ago."

The the entire patrol group erupted into activity, bringing up shield and warming up weapons. What they saw next broke several of the service men spirits.

"No..." Wingstreak froze, ships laid dead in space, fires spread across the surface of the planet, and ships going in and out of the planet atmosphere.

Ships that were not part of the Alliance.

A voice broke out over the radio.

"Ah, new items for the taking. Stand down and allow us to board, and maybe we will give you quick death...or at least treat you like shit instead of a mere pieces of dirt."

"W-what?" Wingstreak stammered out.

"H-h-h-have a problem listening, you stupid animal? You are slaves now, get use to it. Now then welcome to your ne-" The radio cut out when the Command General slammed the radio off.

"FIRE ALL WEAPONS! TAKE THOSE BASTARDS OUT OF MY SKY NOW!"

The fight was brutal and emergency calls were sent to SA headquarters. Command General was not going to wait, he along with several dozen marines making land fall. Anyone that could see his eyes felt themselves feeling as they were going to die.

-Present-

Since then, he saw acts that he only saw on Old Earth. Murder, rape, slavery, and everything in between. Screams of the children crying out for their parents, while said parents were gutted and hanged out to die...

What was worse was that they were too late. Dozen, if not hundreds of their people had been carted away to be sold. He wasn't worried about the tech, tech that they could never use anyways.

Several batarians he captured and forced to talk all told him the same thing.

"Balak was in charge of this. We are just following his orders."

He was walking towards the center of town when his senses began to go wild. He hit the dirt, a second later, a burst of weapon fire flew over head. He rolled to cover, bring out his swords and charged ahead. Leaping high into the air he landed on the shooter's position, only to find half of a man, still alive. Thanks to young unicorn mare who was struggling to keep the man alive, beside her was 17 year old human boy.

"G...general..." His eyes widen, dropping the rifle. "I...I'm...sorry."

Command General kneel down next to the dying man.

"What happen?" He asked quietly. The man's eyes glazed over, his thoughts returning to the beginning.

"M-m-m-ma-magic pulse...took out...everything. We only had...our magic...they called for others...so...so many..."

"Please help him!" The mare cried out, the young man hug her from behind, holding her steady.

"I can't..." Command General said softly. His arm was gripped softly, he looked back down towards the man.

"F-f-f-fi...find my son..."

"Who is your son?"

"Kaiden...Kaiden Alenko..." Tears began to spill out. "Code 0 was called...but...but we couldn't...we couldn't save them." The mare continue to pour magic, tears no longer falling from her eyes, she was tired, exhausted.

"Please don't die..."

"We...my...unit...we tried...so hard...to keep them...safe." The man whispered. "I ...I failed."

"No...you didn't." Command General said, pointing at the two beside him, "You kept them alive. Thats what counts...and they will always remember your sacrifice to them." The mare said nothing, her horn's glow growing dimmer by the minute, while the young man nodded his head.

"I...I did...good?"

"Yes..."

Command General reached over the two brought them to a hug and began a prayer.

Ne'er more shall we see the clear blue sky.
Nor shall we see the grass so green.
A single sound is all we get now.
The sound of pipes for our souls do cry.

Hear the call to the great beyond.
At last to rest far from home.
For the last of us the brave and true.
Remembering thoughts now long gone.

Ne'er again shall we have to be so pained.
For now we go to heavens gate.
Honor guards of angels stand.
Our souls are clean and ne'er again stained.

Fear not wee ones we watch over ye' eternal.
From the heavens above forever.
Guardians of the true and gentle heart.
Fending your souls against the infernal.

Remember us behind a veil of tears.
Ne'er more shall we see the golden sun.
For now we have where its eternally spring.
Our souls beyond the pains and fears.

Weep ye not for our pities sake.
Pain and strife follow us not.
Suffering eternal is not fer us.
Steel your souls that it may ne'er break.

Brave souls like ours die one death.
The screams of terror belong not to us.
Shed no tears for that horrid sound.
That is the cowards shame in a breath.

Now remember us all in your deepest prayer.
Ne'er more shall we leave this place.
Our souls have homeward gone.
Ne'er more shall the weak face the dread slayer.

Soldiers on road to home are we.
Marching past those who have gone before.
Onward to the gates of heaven.
Smiling now for we are at last free.

Command General looked up to see the man smile, his eyes began to lose their light.

"Descanse en Paz" Command General whisperd, "You duty is done, rest now, your fight over."

"T-t-thank...you...sir." the man breathed out once before falling still. The mare draped herself over the man, letting out a sob, uncaring if anyone heard. While the young man simply stared at the dead body, tears falling silently. Command General stood up, looking towards the sky to see SA ships filling the view.

It was over.

He turned to the two.

"Come, I marked his location. They will come for him." The young man brought the pony up her feet and began their trek towards the closest ship.

"What are your names?"

"Destiny Sparkle"

"John Shepard."

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Codex Entry update: Magic

For a time, it is unclear on just how humans manage to gain magic. The leading theory is that when unicorn uses magic, there is a small amount left over, which surrounds the areas itself. Since the fact that unicorns uses magic for everything, there is a large amount of it everywhere.

Humans began to 'absorb' the extra magic, which is then fused into the DNA itself. However, this didn't not mean they can use it automatically. Much like earth ponies, they had innate magic at first, which slowly evolved to passive magic like the pegasus, and which in turn evolved to active magic. A process that took a very long time.

It is still unknown why humans are able use it, when species like the griffons or zebras, who been around the entire time, can not wield it like them.

Princess Luna explained that it may be a human trait. That humans had grown rapidly in their world, with their intelligence skyrocketing before the End of the World came about. So when something like magic is everywhere, the body absorbs the magic, passing it down to the children, which in turn does the same. The body compensated for this new energy, thus giving them the ability to do magic later on down the line.

Mindoir Assualt event end

Next chapter: Bio sheet for Shepard

Chapter after that: Open the doors.

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