Hello, everyone, and welcome yet again to a story that is going to take way too long to move. Something horrible happened to me yesterday, namely that I woke up and realised that I was a brony. Have pity on me, and if you are not a brony, RUN NOW. I was trolling DeviantArt yesterday, and came across a handful of images that got my creative juices flowing. Namely, I came across some shots of a ponifyed Mass Effect, and I thought 'What the hell, might as well write a story about it.' So, here's what I threw together so far. Hope those of you who don't hate ponies like it, and I really have nothing else to say, except "Aw, crap. I'm a brony now."

"Well," Ambassador Mare said, moving to the next file, "what about Sparkle? Born on Equestria, but no record of her family."

"Doesn't have one." Captain Celestia responded. "She was raised on the streets, learned to look after herself."

"She saw her whole unit die on Akuze." Admiral Gilda interjected from the other end of the table. "She could have some serious emotional scars."

"Every soldier has scars." Celestia riposted. "Sparkle's a survivor."

"Is that the kind of pony we want protecting the galaxy?" Mare asked.

"That's the only kind of pony that can protect the galaxy."

Ambassador Mare nodded. "I'll make the call."

In the year 2148, explorers on the moon of Equestria discovered the remains of an ancient spacefaring civilization. In the decades that followed, these mysterious artifacts revealed startling new technologies, enabling travel to the furthest stars. The basis for this incredible technology was a force that controlled the very fabric of space and time.

They called it the greatest discovery in Equestrian history.

The civilizations of the galaxy call it…

PONY EFFECT

The ESV Horsandy cut its way through the darkness of space, her crew bustling along, happily doing their jobs to bring this brand-new ship out on her maiden voyage.

"The Cloudsdale relay is in range," came the call from the cocpit, given over the intercomm for all to hear, "beginning transmission sequence."

Hooves flew over holographic keyboards as ponies scrambled to prepare the vessel for her first faster-than-light jump. "We are connected. Calculating transit mass and destination."

A single pony strode out of the door from the crew deck, and made her way through the Combat Information Center, towards the stairway that led to the room at the bow of the ship where the helm was located. "The relay is hot. Aquiring approach vector. All stations secure for transit."

The pony made her way to the cocpit, standing behind a colt, who in turn was standing behind the pilot's seat itself as the helsmare guided the ship towards the relay. "Board is green, approach run has begun."

The Horsandy was now in visual range of the relay, a massive, sweeping structure with two prongs extending past a glowing core, surrounded by a pair of spinning rings.

"Hitting the relay in three… two… one…"

A bolt of energy surged from the core of the relay, striking the Horsandy, charging it with raw power, and hurtling it away at speeds exceeding that of light.

"Thrusters," said the helmsmare "check. Navigation, check. Internal emissions sink engaged, all systems online. Drift…" Rainbow Dash grinned, "just under 1500K."

"Fifteen hundred is good." Commented the colt behind Rainbow Dash, "Your captain will be pleased." He turned and left the cocpit, heading aft.

"I hate that guy." Rainbow Dash muttered.

"Neighrus gave you a compliment." Said Lieutenant Rarity, the ship's second officer, from the seat beside the helmsmare, "So you hate him."

"You remember to zip up your jumpsuit on the way out of the bathroom, that's good." Rainbow Dash retorted, not noticing a purple-haired unicorn striding up behind him. "I just jumped us halfway across the galaxy and hit a target the size of a pinhead. So that's awesome! Besides, Riders are trouble. I don't like having him onboard. Call me paranoid."

"You're paranoid." Rarity told her. "The council helped fund this project, they have the right to keep an eye on this beautiful ship."

"Yeah, that's the offical story. But only an idiot believes the offical story."

"That's enough," Commander Twilight Sparkle interrupted, revealing her presence to the others, "You're soldiers; act like it."

"Huh? Oh, uh, sorry, Commander." Rarity apologised. Then the commlink opened up, and Captain Celestia's voice came from the bridge speakers.

"Rainbow, status report."

"Just cleared the relay, Captain." Dash complied, "Stealth systems engaged, everything looks awesome."

"Good. Find a comm buoy and link us into the network. I want reports relayed back to Alliance brass before we reach Phillydelphia."

"Aye, aye, ma'am. Better brace yourself, I think Neighlus is headed your way."

"He's already here, Lieutenant. Tell Commander Sparkle to meet me in the comm room for a debriefing." The transmission cut out.

"You get that commander?"

"I'm on my way." Twilight said, turning to the corridor leading back to the CIC

When she was out of earshot, Dash snorted. "Is it me, or does the Captain always sound a little angry?" she asked Rarity.

"Only when she's talking to you, Dash."