A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first 'My Little Pony' story. I am proud to be a Brony! :D

I've finished up to the season finale and wanted more.

So... Here's an epic adventure made from my crazy fucked imagination! This story will not chain off from the season finale, but just a regular day in Equestria...

Now here's a BIG warning, this story will have hardcore vulgar language to the extent. There might be sexual themes and what not in the future. And this is a pretty big story! And it may chain with one of my other stories...

Give 'Thrown Into the Land of Ooo' a try! *wink* ;)

It's an 'Adventure Time' story though. So, I hope you watch it! xD

Contains:
-Blood
-Gore
-Action
-Violence
-Crude, very harsh language
-many more stuff

And maybe some sexual things. I dunno.

Fucking ponies, man. Ponies.

Now on with the story!

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The Alphas Omegas: A New Beginning Begins with an End

It may be the end of something terrible.
But the beginning of something new isn't always promising.
Instead...
It's worse.

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Detailed Summary!:

There were 26 of them. Now only 10 remained. 10 remaining supersoldiers fight an unknown dangerous alien race that threatens the very existence of humanity. Making their last and final stand against them, the hardened special soldiers were ready to die on the battlefield. And never to know what 'friendship' and 'love' is... Their deaths would be worthless and in vain. But despite their coming death, a time-space curriculum was created, saving the elite squad, sending them to safety in a strange world. Enhanced to superhuman capabilities and animal instincts, the soldiers would easily survive anything. But the place they were mysteriously sent to was Equestria. A place they have never seen before.

Never to know what life was like on Earth, the squad blends in with the community of Ponyville after a few mishaps. But as soon as they repay their debts, the soldiers realize that Ponyville may be a place they can finally call 'home'...

But the very threat that almost killed them are now making their way towards Equestria. Puzzled of how the alien threat had managed to make their way to Equestria, they will realize that they've been at the special place the whole time...

Would they save their pony friends?... Or abandon them?

Little did they know that the place they are on... Is something very special... The fate of everything in their hands...

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Chapter 1: An End with a New Beginning

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Humanity...

Human kind ruled the world...

Superb technology acknowledged their dominance over all species. It was a perfect time for them. It was so perfect. So well constructed that no other being could challenge it.

But it all fell so quickly... From 'Them'... The Zerg.

A roar for bloodshed shot out of a creature's mouth. The sound from the monster terrified the puny humans before it, scattering them and sending them off in all directions, screaming. The sounds fueled the frenzy of the Hydralisks, a serpent-like creature that was part of the biological monstrosity.

Zerglings, small compared to the Hydralisks were faster and brutal in close combat. Sprinting towards the running humans, they tore the humans to shreads using their sharp claws and teeth.

Blood spewed out of the bodies, tainting the faces of the monsters. The Hydralisks joined in the bloodlust by using their scythe-like arms and impaled the remaning humans that were slowly dying.

Screams continued, echoing out the advanced city as smoke rose high in the sky, the Zerg slaughtering the defenseless humans.

They seemed unstoppable, until a secret force came. Biological tests to make the 'perfect soldier' was in session before 'they' came. The secret force revealed themselves and were called the 'Alphas'.

The Beginning; the beginning of new hope for humanity.

The Alphas consisted of 26 soldiers, enhanced and special than ordinary soldiers. From named Alpha to Zulu, the military alphabet, the elite team seemed unstoppable.

These soldiers saved many lives.

But it wasn't enough... The Zerg were just too powerful... Too strong... The humans were weak against them.

One by one, 16 soldiers in the Alphas were slaughtered by the overwhelming monstrosities. Now there were only 10 of them left. They should've been called the Omegas...

The End... The end of hope for humanity. Making their last and final stand, all hope was lost...

All hope was lost...

And they have failed...

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Location: Planet Earth

Sector 5144- HAS FALLEN

Krum Island; Location Classified

White Beach/The Grieving Base

December 31, 2035

New Years Eve

Operation: F.I.N.A.O

Failure
Is
Not
An
Option

Objective: Survive. No matter what the cost.

The Alphas;
-Alpha
-Delta
-Foxtrot
-Juliet
-November
-Papa
-Sierra
-Whiskey
-X-Ray
-Zulu

(connection with HQ has been lost)

The booming sound of gunfire echoed throughout the entire island, the sound of 10 soldiers making stands after stands, being pushed back far into the island. Biological pods after pods littered the beach, the new warriors ready for battle and a fight to the death.

The Zerg warriors were freshly spawned and slithered across the bloody sand to kill the last remaining threat that matched their colonization.

The Alphas.

Dead Zerg bodies littered the beach, bullet wounds in their heads and fresh blood oozing out each body. Instead in being fear and retreating by the sight of the bodies, it gave the biological race a reason to fight.

With a powerful roar, a elite Hydralisk commander led a huge squadron of other Zerg creatures to destroy and kill the Alphas. The elite Hydralisks were much bigger and had purple scales along the side of their bodies.

Across the sand and into the mangled trees, the powerful evil army wiped out any life in the forest that wasn't their own.

The Alphas continued to fight, even though all hope was lost.

Bullets after bullets made their fatal mark into each Zerg soldier, killing them instantly. However, as each soldier went down, two replaced it.

"Bravo! Charlie!" Alpha said in his microphone.

His top two soldiers were supposed to meet them at the front of the Grieving Base.

"Do you copy?" Alpha asked again, hoping his fellow soldiers were alive, but only static answered.

"Shit..." Alpha said, gritting his teeth as reloaded his C-14 Gauss rifle.

Alpha was the leader of the entire squad of 26 elite soldiers. But now it was only down to 10 of them.

"God fucking dammit!" Delta screamed as he gave covering fire for Alpha. "There's just too many of them!"

Delta's rifle clicked as the ammunition ran dry in his gun. Alpha heard this and got out from his cover and shot any Zerg that got close to his comrade.

"Thanks, Alpha!" Delta replied, reloading in superhuman speed.

Now concentrated on firing, Delta focused on killing and succeeded, reloading quickly clip after clip. Every single bullet was used well in the hands of Delta, an expert marksmen with rifles. Each fatal shot was shot between the eyes of Hydralisk and Zerglings, and also God knows what other the Zerg had to offer them .

The life from the red eyes faded away from the Zerg monsters, ending their short lives instantly on the battlefield.

Each soldier were special and unique, never the same with other fellow comrades. Their body armor was different, covering them from head to toe. Plates of heavy armor protected each of them, along with a helmet that covered their entire heads.

The Zerg's numbers intensified as they closed in on the Grieving Base, trapping the soldiers.

"November is in crucial condition!" Zulu, the female medic said as November groaned in pain.

Gigantic X-Ray carried injured November over his back as he was a sack of potatoes. A soldier of a few words, barely at all, marched to the base quickly to save November, who had broke both of his legs and an arm. And he losing blood fast.

X-Ray had a helmet with a visor, like an 'X'. Armed with a gigantic shield, he was the silent juggernaut in the Alphas. The heavy armor.

"I'll hold them back!" Papa said, acknowledging that Zulu had to treat November's wounds.

He then brought his gigantic mini-gun by his side, the triple barrel spinning, about to unleash it's wrath.

Papa was a big guy with heavy duty armor and loved high capacity machine guns. With his trusty mini-gun, he began to mow down at the advancing Zerg.

With the click of the trigger, the powerful machine gun pummeled walls of lead, basically stopping the advance of the Zerg. The bodies decapitated and were managed into pieces.

However, Papa wasn't aware of the flying Zerg creatures starting to circle above him, too focused on the advancing ground Zerg soldiers.

"Papa! Fall back!" Delta said to Papa across the battlefield.

With enhanced eyesight, Delta could see that Papa would be overwhelmed soon by the sheer numbers the Zerg had.

The light machine gun soldier obeyed and started to sprint with the heavy gun at hand. Even with all the heavy weight stressed on his body, Papa moved fairly quickly. But it wasn't quick enough for the scourge of the air.

The Mutalisks screeched as a flock of them started to swoop down at the single soldier. The sounds of the Mutalisk alerted Papa that he was being attacked as the Glaive Worm projectiles almost hit him.

Soon, the Mutalisks were close to Papa, about to tackle him into the ground. But a high caliber rifle shot next to Papa's head, killing the incoming Mutalisks instantly in a quad-kill.

Juliet's sniper rifle's barrel smoked as she shot another round, killing more of the Zerg of the air.

"Got your ass, Papa!" Juliet said, firing another shot.

Prone on the ground, Juliet was an expert in sniper rifles, her specialty.

"Thanks, Julie." Papa said, seeing Juliet getting up with her sniper rifle in her hands.

Papa ran past her as soon as she got up to her feet, but Juliet caught up and ran next to Papa.

"It's 'Juliet.' " she said, not wanting to be called 'Julie.'

"Gotcha, Jules."

"Fuck you."

Papa looked behind him to see more Mutalisks coming right at them, turning around once again, his heavy machine gun mowed right through them. Juliet joined him and shot perfectly as the Mutalisks high up in the air.

"It's 'Juliet'. " Juliet repeated, eyeing Papa. "Got that?"

"You got that, sister!" Papa replied, his mini-gun clicking to his back.

Juliet responded with a groan, but was relieved that it wasn't Whiskey she was talking to.

On the other side of the island, Whiskey and Foxtrot were doing the same thing as Papa and Juliet. Fighting the Zerg. And also between the two of them.

"These damn Hydralisks can kiss my ass!" Whiskey said, shooting off his shotgun, a gigantic slug piercing through the biological mass.

The Zerg screeched and snarled, advancing towards the two soldiers. The determination in their eyes showed that it was the last thing they were going to do.

"I hope they kiss it really good! Smooch it!" Foxtrot said, shooting her rifle at the Zerg that were close of getting Whiskey. "Fuck it if they can!"

"You can join in if you want, Foxtrot!" Whiskey said replied, reloading another shotgun slug in his shotgun as fast as lightning.

In mere seconds, the entire shotgun was loaded and ready to go. Cocking the gun, Whiskey continued to shoot the powerful fire arm.

Foxtrot replied with a scoff.

"Me kissing your ass would be like the touch of God compared to you!" the female soldier said, shooting at the Mutalisks high above. "I wouldn't waste my touch on the likes of you!"

" 'Touch of God'? " Whiskey laughed. "Bitch please! Your touch is like as these lisks were ass fucking and shitting at the same time!"

"I really needed to hear that bullshit, Whiskey!" Delta yelled through the radio. "What the fuck?!"

Imagining the things Whiskey had said, sounds of disgust from Delta was heard the radio.

"You're very much welcome, Big D!" Whiskey said, blasting his shotgun again. "Now imagine Foxtrot here in the middle of these things having a bukkake!"

"Now THAT'S fucking disgusting!" Papa said, disgusted groans of Juliet joining in agreement. "How the hell can you think of these things?!"

"Huh? Wha-what's a bukkake?" November asked, pain in his voice.

Clutching a wound on his body with his good arm, blood could be heard in November's mouth.

"You... don't want to know that right now." Zulu replied in her calm soft voice. "We have many things to worry about than that."

Finally at the base, X-Ray gently settled November down and bashed the heavy steel door, opening the damaged door.

"Yo-you're right..." November managed to say as X-Ray picked him up again.

"Shh... Save your breath..." Zulu said, softly touching the helmet of November.

November nodded as X-Ray lead the way into the dark abandoned base.

"Doggy style, cunt fucks!" Whiskey said suddenly.

Now 'humping' his rifle, Whiskey had his shotgun between his legs, the barrel touching his crotch. Doing a fist pump and bobbing his head up and down, the Zerg had a very confused look on their faces to see someone do such a thing.

"Eat lead, you mother fucking dirty shit-faced bastards!" Whiskey yelled, somehow pulling the trigger of his slugged shotgun. "Biological scum!"

The Zerg units were angled in such a way that a single slug shredded through more than five of them. The lethal bullets pierced through the flesh of Zergling, Hydralisks, and other Zerg creatures. Shooting off another round, Foxtrot looked away from the sights of her rifle to see Whiskey to do such an odd thing. Looking back into the sights, Whiskey continued to make the movement and shoot.

"What... The fuck?" Foxtrot said, watching Whiskey taking down many Zerg monsters.

In the darkened base, X-Ray gently placed November down on a flat area. Groaning in pain as his legs and an arm was crushed, November beared the pain.

The empty base was silent, barely any sound coming within.

"November, I'll need you to take off your helmet." Zulu said, kneeling by November's side.

November nodded and a 'siss' was heard, the helmet slid off of November's face. Zulu then took off the heavy helmet to see the weak eyes of November, brown just like the season of Autumn.

Brown hair matched his beautiful eyes, blood tainting his hair however. Zulu through her helmet looked at the dying eyes of the soldier and softly touched his face.

"I-I'm not going to make it, am I... Zulu?" November asked, coughing blood.

"No..." Zulu replied softly. "You ARE going to make it..."

Zulu brought her medical supplies out and worked quickly on the bloody wound that made November lose a lot of blood.

X-Ray watched the whole scene silently and got the shield out of his back. A gigantic shield that weighed more than a hundred pounds. Carrying the heavy weight with just an arm, X-Ray prepared for a fight inside the base, knowing that his squad mates would be pushed back into the base.

Walking to the entrance of the base, X-Ray brought his shield out in front of him and basically covered an entire narrow doorway, the only entrance to where it would lead to November and Zulu.

High up in the sky, Sierra the pilot was riding an A-10 Thunderbolt X, the Warthog. A fast aircraft that served in the military since the 1970s, it was still used in the year 2035. A few modifications have been made to suit Sierra. A special 10th model, the aircraft was indeed very special.

Dodging and killing the Mutalisks and other air units in air combat, Sierra swooped down and made a deadly strafe to the ground, enliminating a large number of the Zerg's ground force.

The 830mm cannons then shot, exploding the deadly projectiles on the ground. Assisting with machine gun fire, Sierra had to hold off the overwhelming force. But the Mutalisks and other creatures of the Zerg's air were relentless on to take down the plane at all costs. Flying into the turbines of the jet, Sierra soon realized that she would crash.

Circling the entire island, high up in the air, Sierra could see more of the Zerg coming onto the island. Seeing the black color of the Zerg, the White Beach was now black.

"Alpha, the Zerg have taken the white, I repeat, the Zerg have taken the white!" (Alpha, the Zerg have taken over the White Beach, repeat, the Zerg have taken over the White Beach!) Sierra said through the radio, and about to make another strafe.

"Copy that, Sierra!" (I recieved your message, Sierra!) Alpha replied

Suddenly, a huge swarm of the Scourge crashed into the twirling turbine of the jet, stopping the engine completely due to the brute force. High above the base, Sierra felt the Warthog fall down, the engine finally falling. The G-Force feeling in her body exploded all on her stomach, shooting it high up her throat.

"I'm going down!" Sierra said, shifting her control stick towards her to hopefully make the Warthog evade the base.

The Warthog swooped down in an angle towards the beach, making the base safe from the explosion. Ejecting as the Warthog lost elevation, Sierra parachuted down perfectly down to the top of the base, the Warthog exploded onto the White Beach.

A huge red explosion was seen all the way from the base, lighting the battlefield in embers, killing the Zerg in huge numbers. But still despite that, the Zerg continued to advance, wanting to shed the blood of the Alphas.

"Sierra, do you read me, over?" Alpha asked through the radio as Sierra unclipped the parachute off of herself.

"Copy. I'm fine, Alpha. Over." Sierra replied, getting her pistol of her holster and made her way to the door to enter the base from the roof.

"Glad to hear that you're alive, Sierra! Over." Delta said, knowing the the explosion was the Warthog.

"I'm on the top of the Grieving Base, over!" Sierra reported.

"November, Zulu and X-Ray are in there!" Papa cut in, running along with Juliet and shooting the Zerg.

"Copy." Sierra replied as she busted a hole on the top of the base. "I'm going in."

The Alphas are surely brave and a powerful force. But the Zerg are too strong for them to handle. With brute force and overwhelming numbers, the Alphas would soon fall in less than an hour.

Alpha and Delta made their way back to the Grieving Base as soon as Papa and Juliet did. Moments later, Foxtrot and Whiskey joined in the point of where they would meet.

Zulu, working on November's wound with X-Ray guarding the entrance. Sierra made her way to the entrance of the base very quickly. Zulu had managed to stop the bleeding on November and began to work on casting November's limbs.

All hope was lost for them, but still, they fought. Hardened to never experience love, friendship, and other important feelings. Their lives are worthless. A small window in each of the soldier's heart were open to experience these feelings. But the Alphas had never had the time.

They had failed, but for who?

The humans had failed themselves, not the Alphas. The foolish humans used them as a tool to save themselves instead of the soldiers. If the Alphas had gotten a second chance to experience the precious feelings, it would be through death...

Alpha, Delta, Papa, Juliet, Foxtrot, and Whiskey used the scraps of the base to make cover to use as the Zerg were coming for them.

X-Ray walked in with Sierra by his side and stationed himself at the front line with his shield in front of him. Sierra received an extra rifle that Delta had on him, just in case.

Deep within the Grieving Base, the soldiers waited for their coming death, ready to die on the battlefield. They didn't have a reason, but an order from headquarters.

The sounds of the Zerg got closer, scratching at the giant metal door. Ultimately, the Zerg poured in endlessly, their red eyes fueled to kill and avenge it's fallen brethren.

Zerg creatures of all kinds stormed in, screeching for blood. The Alphas braced themselves as the fast Zerglings rushed.

X-Ray at the front line bashed the unlucky Zerglings foolish enough to attack him. The brute force of him and his shield smashed the Zerglings' skull into pieces. Soon, Hydralisk were now in range of their attack, shooting their acid spines at them. The dangerous projectiles simply bounced off the heavy shield being held in front of X-Ray. Backing up to block the projectiles for his squad mates, the entire squad shot their weapons at the Zerg.

Papa's heavy mini-gun; Alpha, Delta, Foxtrot's rifles, Juliet's sniper, Whiskey's shotgun, and Sierra's pistol joined in the wall of bullets that were being shot.

The base echoed loudly as the sound of the gun bounced off the walls, making an unbearable sound to the confined space.

Blood spewed as the Zerg were mowed down, X-Ray providing special cover. Soon, the Zerg got closer with each bullet shot from the special soldiers.

"Fall back!" Alpha said to his squad mates.

"Covering fire!" Papa said, X-Ray now being behind Papa.

Papa clicked the trigger of his mini-gun and blindly fired to ensure the safety of his teammates. As almost the entire squad went for cover, they covered for Papa and X-Ray that followed behind them.

Making stands after stands, the Alphas would soon have to fight where November and Zulu were. Zerg creatures of many side rushed and sprinted, their pure red eyes showing their position in the darkness.

In the end, the entire squad squeezed into the room where November and Zulu resided in. X-Ray planted himself in the tight door way, Whiskey assisting him in killing the Zerg that got close.

"So... We're done?" Zulu asked, Alpha approaching her.

"Yes..." Delta replied, reloading his rifle. "This is going to be our final and last stand..."

"It was nice fighting with you guys!" Whiskey said, shooting his shotgun into the doorway. "Hoo-ha!"

"Hoo-ha!" Papa yelled, his mini-gun raised to the air. "Now let's DO this!"

Foxtrot checked her rifle and realized that she was out of ammo.

"I know that you guys don't have much ammo..." Foxtrot said, sheathing a combat knife. "And a fight to the death is a fight to death..."

"Alpha, I've planted the base with explosives." Sierra said, handing the leader the remote. "On your command, we'll die with you on the battlefield."

"Aw, look at November..." Zulu said softly. "He's sleeping..."

November had a very relaxed face and breathed normally, calm and oblivious of the coming threat.

"Well, Zulu, let's give these fuckers what we Alphas got." Juliet said, pointing to Zulu's holster. "We'll need everyone to fight."

The medic reached for her pistol and checked the clip and chamber.

With a smirk, she said, "I'll use every bullet on them..."

"Love that spirit!" Whiskey said, shooting off his last shell. "Here they come!"

He also got his combat knife and lunged at the unlucky Zerg that was at the doorway. Slicing it's head off from it's tough head.

"Let's GO, bitches!" Whiskey bellowed, adrenaline pumped in his bloodstream as he hacked away at the Zerg.

Soon, the Zerg surrounded Whiskey and X-Ray, fighting the biological monsters in hand-to-hand combat. X-Ray crushed the Zerg easily while Whiskey broke the bones.

Foxtrot jumped in and started to cut the Zerg furiously like bloodthirsty animal. Blood squirted as the knife sliced open the Zerg repeatedly.

The rest of the Alphas fought using anything they got their hands on to kill the Zerg. Papa with his mini-gun, he cracked open the skulls of the monsters.

"Alphas!" Alpha said in a very authoritive voice to his squad as he used his fists and feet to stop the Zerg from advancing.

"Yes sir!" all the Alphas replied in unison expect November and X-Ray.

"It has been great honor fighting with all of you against the Zerg!" Alpha said, the floor covered in the Zerg's blood.

"Hoo-ha!" Alpha said, getting the remote out.

"HOO-HA!" the Alphas said in unison.

As the Alphas were overwhelmed by the claws and sharp teeth piercing their body armor, Alpha clicked the button of the remote, a powerful explosion ensued.

The entire Grieving Base disenagrated into ash, an explosion more powerful than when the Warthog exploded. The Zerg melted by the condensed heat of the explosion, killing them instantly.

A huge crater resulted as the explosion ceased. More biological pods landed, new Zerg soldiers now on the flattened Krum Island. The beaches were now non-existent, sand no more. The Zerg that was on the island beforehand were gone.

But the Alphas? They're alive...

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A/N: How was it? :3

Please review and give me feedback! And I know that this kind of poorly done.

It really doesn't feel... Good.

Thanks for reading!