11:05am...

Equestrian waters...

We talked for a good while. After about ten minutes of conversing we had reached an understanding. After showing my kindness in conversation, Celestia told us about a harbor that wasn't far from where we were and she allowed us to stay there until they could send us back. Unfortunately I wasn't able to talk to the voices that I heard behind her, for when she left down toward the harbor, so did they.

I walked back into the cabin and called down to the services ward. I asked for my old jacket to be cleaned and repaired while my second one is to be brought up to the cabin. After hanging up the phone I turned around clockwise to see my men resuming their positions on the panels and gauges, with pissed looks on their faces. I could see where they were coming from, I didn't want to be here either.

They already miss their families and friends and country, and to be told that you're not going home for another year, can destroy you. To be honest with myself, I miss my home too. I dream about it every night. The streets I walked on, the friends I laughed with. Hell, even my old job I miss. But this setback won't destroy me.

"Alright sailors, this is going to be a very, very long stay. I know some of you are angry, and saddened at the princesses news, but. We can't let this, problem get in our way. Keep your heads held high, and your spirit higher, you'll be home in no time. And hey, maybe when we get home after a year, the war may be over, then we can all truly go home!" After saying this, they looked over at each other, and began talking with their expressions until they all turned to me and saluted with a hearty, “Aye aye!” At this display, I smiled as a sailor walked through the door, with my jacket in hands.

I move over to him and pick it up, while giving him my old one. With a thank you and salute, he moved back out and down the stairs into the ships insides. Throwing on my new jacket with pride, I whipped around to the control panel and pointed my finger at the golden dot in the distance.

“Men, follow that pony!”

USS Harry E. Yarnell

Earth, Somewhere in Atlantic Ocean...

6-7-98, 11:12pm…

A light gets turned on in a dark room as Captain Charles Nelson enters his personal quarters as the ship rocks back in forth in the icy atlantic sea. He moves past his dresser picking up a small stack of blank pieces of paper and a black ballpoint pen. Turning his head he looks over at a table at the foot of his bed that stands right under his portside window. Walking over to it in the cozy light of the bulb, he slides a wooden chair out from underneath the table top and sits down. Taping the papers bottom edge twice, he lays the neat stack of papers on his desk. He looks up from his papers and out the window. Across the way is the lights and waves of the USS Kauffman carrying Rear Admiral Thomas D. Paulson, the commander of his destroyer group. Smiling he looks back down while removing one of the papers from the stack and putting the pen down at the top.

“Dear Susan,
It has been quite a while since I had last written to you. This I know, and I’m sorry for that. It’s just, BALTOPS '90 is right around the corner and since were entering the ports of Poland that we haven’t been in since 1927, I wanted to make a good impression. The men on my ship have been cleaning and fixing and organizing everything before we enter the port tomorrow. But, now since nothing needs to be spit shined anymore, I gave most of the men, free time, and well. Lets just say ACDC could get a sponsor off of us they play it so much. Damn walkmans… Any way, I may not write to you again for a while, and when we make landfall I’ll send this letter off as quick as possible. So until then, I lov---”

As I go to finish my letter to my wife, something abruptly stops me. In a blink of an eye I’m thrown from my chair and into the foot of my bed as the rest of my torso flies on top. After regaining my breath that had been knocked out, I stand up from the floor and watch as everything begins to shake violently. I stumble over to my cabin door as I un lock the hatch and throw it open. I look down the long metal corridor as I see a sailor dressed in woodland BDU stumble to the wall and onto the floor. I move out of my room and over to him to help him up, before the end of the hallway behind him, turns completely white.

The light is blinding me as I move closer to the sailor. As he sees me struggling to get to him, he opens his mouth to talk, that is of course until he looks behind him and screams in terror at the approaching wall. Immediately he jumps up from the ground and begins moving towards me. We grow closer together and so does the whiteness, until everything goes dark.

Equestrian Shoreline…

11:13am…

As the friends watch the two mighty power converse, Twilight begins to feel strange and maybe even weak. It started out as nothing but as time grew on, she began to feel tired, sick, out of breath, and even began to sense a depletion in her bone strength. As the Princess flies off and her friends give a sigh in relief, Twilight collapses. The first one to notice is Pinkie Pie. With a smile on her face she turns around to congratulate the student, when her smile falls into a look of despair.

“Twilight? Twilight!” She screams in horror as her friend fall to the ground. Everypony else looks back in fright as they dash over to help their fallen friend. They begin grabbing at her limbs trying to stand her up.

“Twilight! Are ya’ll okay?” Applejack asks in terror as she picks up her friend by the one arm while rubbing her hoof. Pinkie grabs the other front one and picks up Twilight by the chin. In a slurred voice Twilight speaks up over her friends.

“E-e-everpony, w-watch out…” The ponies look at each other in confusion, but as Twilights eyes light up as white as snow and glow once more, they scatter in different directions and hide behind trees and rocks scattered into the woods around them.

Twilights horn glows again just like before as the clouds gather out to sea as another white wall forms. Through the earth rumbling and the waves crashing against the shore line, a second ship falls into Equestrian waters. As Twilights spell powers down, she does as well and falls back to the ground, knocked out cold. Her friends gather around her and exchange glances at each other before looking out to sea to find yet another ship had landed.

“Great… not again.” Comes Rarity.