Earth, January, 31, 1944

10:20am

After the battle on Marshall Islands, our work was done; we had nothing left to do. We had laid down suppressive fire on the beach and allowed the Marines to land and perform their raids. The task force and I were ordered to head around the little string of islands and head for Japan to aid the front line troops. Upon leaving the safety of the islands, however, everything seemed to fall apart around us.

The radar equipment shut off, and our communications went offline. We tried dozens of times to fix our problem, we even tore the whole radio room apart to find a loose wire or burnt fuse, but to no avail. We couldn’t find the problem. The surrounding ships in our fleet had already been silent before the radios died and somethings telling me that maybe we should have been communicating beforehand. Maybe then we could have heard all the radios cut out at once.

However, we could still use our search lights to communicate through morse code, and soon the rest of the ships caught on. Unfortunately, they were having the same problem we were. It's been like this for over an hour now, and still, nothing has improved, our navigation systems also crapped out on us a little while after that. The only thing we had left was our on board phones, connecting the ship from bow to stern, and even those would cut out from time to time.

It was quiet, too quiet for me and the other sailors on the bridge. Maybe even the whole ship felt the press of sudden isolation, I didn’t know. After we left the Islands behind, I ordered full deck patrols and everyone to remain at their stations until we find land. We knew something was up, but we didn't want to admit it to ourselves.

The silence of our floating beast was eerie to say the least. The sudden banging of doors and talking startled me each time it happened, cause all I could think about was an enemy ship ripping through our hull and sinking us. Plus, our only hope to call for backup, is gone now, so if we're attacked, no one will find us.

The only sound I have to comfort my sanity with,was the sound of the engines, deep within the ship. But even those are starting to wear me down. The ship rocks back and forth in a hypnotic way, soon I begin to get a little sick and I start swaying with waves as if my bones turned into mush. But, seeing my foolishness I pull myself together and grab hold of the control panel in front of me, I didn’t want to look like a fool in front of my crew, it wouldn’t be good for moral.

The Bulkhead of the bridge was closed at the time, I wanted to put as much around me as humanly possible so that I could probably survive a blast from an enemy ship.

Someone knocked on the bridge door.

"Captain, permission to enter?" A voice came from the other side. Jumping a bit I turned around to the seal and stare. Realizing its a voice not a shell, I calm my nerves.

"Permission granted, come on in." I said waving my hand at the door. The doors locks turn and snap out with a metallic clang. A man steps in wearing a long sleeve shirt with his cloar pushed down, a dark blue pair of jeans, black leather belt with a silver buckle, and black shoes on. He was our communications operator His face was cleanly shaved, and his sailors hat is in his right hand. Sweat drips from his forehead and down his face, and hair is in complete disarray while a cigarette burns slightly in the right corner of his mouth. He salutes after putting his hat in the other hand, and I return leaving the panel and move to him. He continues in as the door behind him slams shut.

“Captian our navigation systems are running again, it should fix itself in a minute or two up here. Other than that, the rest of the equipment is still showing blank, We’ve called for more hands to help with any repairs, but for now, I suggest we keep moving forward, the islands are a long ways away, that will give us enough time to fix her up." I nod and point out the windows.

“Japan will come soon enough, right now, you need to fix our shit before we get caught blindsided by an enemy attack. Which is why I have to ask you this question, why didn’t you just phone up to the bridge and tell us this?” I ask in an annoyed tone. He looks over at our telephone bolted on the wall and picks it up. His mouth frowns.

“Because, the ship line is down, when we called for more hands, the damn thing shutdown, it’s one thing after another, Captain.” He said hanging the phone up with anger.

Putting my arm down, I head for the door and open it up with a grunt. “Then you best bet down there and fix it before we are fucked.” I say waving my hand out the door. he comes over to me and salutes,

“Aye aye Captain, but I can’t guarantee anything.” He says after I return it. After I could say something else, he’s out of sight down the stairs. I shake my head. ‘One thing after another...’ Before I could shut the bulkhead again, A light twinkles in the corner of my eye. I turn to look at, it’s one of the search light on the other ship. “L-O-O-K, A-H-E-A-D.” it slowly spells out, I head out on the the platform just outside the bridge that connects with the stairs down and look ahead, gripping the rails as I watch.

Whiteness I watched as it rolled over the sea in a mist of mystical nature. Where did it come from? It wasn’t there a minute ago. From in the wheelhouse I hear a voice calling to me. I whip my head around to the voice and towards it only to find it belonged to the wheelman.

"Captian, it stretches for miles, we have no other option. We have to head on in." All the sailors in the room at the time were all looking at me with eager eyes, waiting for my answer. I weigh my options. Either we wait here and die, or we could go in there and get lost. The answer was obvious.

“Sailor, push on at 30 knots. Check the navigation equipment regularly and keep me informed, ill let the other ships know of my decision via morse code.” The sailors all let out a chorus of, “Aye ayes!” and jumped to work. I turn back to the platform and signal the lightworkers on a upper level to relay my message. They follow my orders and begin to flick the light at the neighboring ship. I turn around to the white wall of fog and grip the railing and watch as it grow closer with every second. I could feel the ships speed increase as the waves grow stronger and rougher as the bow cuts through them. But, as we go on our way, I can feel in my gut that maybe this wasn’t a good idea.

10:25 am
We had been sailing in the mist for what seemed like an eternity. We lost all visual contact with our sister ships and were now officially sailing blind. My gut feeling began to resurface when the ship began to slow from 30 knots to 25 knots and continued to drop. After really noticing this change I sent one of the bridge hand to check on the engine rooms and report the problem. With the phones out, it was going to get much harder to communicate. After nearly seconds after the sailor left my sight, the ships slammed to a stop. I was flung to the control panel and felt as the metal collided with my rib cage and spine, as my skull smashed down on the panel, knocking all the air out of my lungs and forcing my forehead to bleed profusely. I saw the blood trickle down my nose as my head burned like fire and stung like hell. The ship shook violently as I heard the sound of alarms going off in my ringing ear drums.

Pulling myself off the metal floor, I looked outside and down towards the bow. The ship creaked and sputtered as she quaked. It felt as if she was going to explode. But instead, something much different happened. The bow of the ship began to glow and slowly start to move back towards the rest of the ship, consuming the first gun turret instantly. I pushed myself off the panel and with my remaining strength that wasn’t knocked out of whack, I bolted for the door. But, as I did the glowing reached the windows and soon everything faded to witness, then darkness.

Equestria, East Coast, August, 30, 2013

10:30 am

Twilight and her friends were gathered around at the shore. Twilight levitated a large brown book bound in gold trimming and she read it quickly flipping pages and remembering everything without even trying. The book was about advanced spells, the spell she was going to cast was about bringing objects from other worlds to theirs. This special book was given to her from Princess Celestia in an assessment to test her power. She told her to report when she was finished.

"So Twilight, Are you almost done? I can't believe i'm saying this but, I can’t wait to see you perform this spell, I mean, think about it, objects from another world! That is totally awesome!" Rainbow Dash said as she hovered over head, looking out over the shore side. Pinkie pie butted in.

"Oh, oh, oh! Maybe there will be aliens! And if they're friendly, we can all make friends!" She said as she beamed from ear to ear.

"Oh, my, I couldn't even imagine meeting a real life alien, I mean, that could be very scary, but, fun, maybe." Said fluttershy as she stood next to twilight looking out upon the ocean.

"And if they're the fightin type, I'll giv'em somethin ta fight about!" Said applejack as she spun around and delivered a kick to a tree witch chopped in half.

"Don't worry girls, I'm pretty sure, this spell doesn't work on living things. Only random objects." A mixture of sad and happy cries came from the crowd. Rarity was sunning next to her eager friends, "Maybe, what might come through might, could be clothing and I could start a whole new clothing line on them." Rarity said as as she moved up and over to the rest of the group.

After a few more seconds of reading, Twilight slammed the book shut. "Alright girls, I'm ready stand back because here we go."

Saying that her horn began glowing a light purplish color. It stayed this way for a good amount of time until she built up enough energy to create a giant ball of untamed portal energy, twilight struggled to keep the ball in form, sweating shaking and working up a storm. Finally with one big push the ball of energy shot out over the ocean until it stopped and grew into a very tall and square wall. At first nothing happened it just made a very strange sound that mimicked a growl. Twilight getting up noticed this and began looking through the book seeing if she did it right, but she did, so then she was very confused because after five minutes wait, nothing happened still. That's when the ground began to shake as all of the birds in the trees flew away and the waves on the beach got rougher and for the first time ever, in Equestrian history, the storm clouds moved by themselves toward the portal wall.

The ponies tried their hardest to stay up right with the ground shaking in controllable. Without warning a large beam of white light shot across the sea as a big mass began to form in the water. As it formed, the six mares to barely could, make out any details over the pure light shining out of the portal entry. When it was all over the clouds moved back into place of where they were before. And the waves stopped and the portal closed. But what was in it's place was totally worth it.