As Ellis walked in, flanked by Daniel and Kelly, the various ambassadors murmured to themselves. Ellis took the podium, and the pilots took up positions on his left and right sides. Daniel scanned the room, identifying the various ambassadors. There were three dragons, two Griffons, several Diamond Dogs, A Minotaur, three Stag deer, a few Zebras, and finally, a creature that looked like a bug and pony hybrid, only it was colored a brilliant orange. Ellis cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"Greetings, all." Ellis spoke. "My name is James Cameron Ellis. Captain of the MCS Baron, Frontier Militia Fleet, Human race. The ones to my side are Daniel McKenna, and Kelly Anderson. For those who do not know how we have arrived on your world, allow me to tell you. A malfunction in our warp core brought us here, and for the moment, we are stranded. Our ship's main generators were damaged, and such, rendered us flightless. We crashed just outside the Equestrian town of Ponyville, and have made peaceful contact with the Equestrians."

Ellis paused slightly before speaking again.

"Allow me a bit of a history lesson, to understand our current situation.. The Frontier Militia was formed in response to martial takeovers by a business conglomerate known as the IMC. When peaceful protests on the world of Harmony were brutally crushed by IMC forces, the Militia arose to free the Frontier from IMC control. We've been fighting hard, but we still have a long way to go. Our only fear is that the IMC is still hunting us, and a specific human aboard our ship. If that happens, we will fight to defend this world and all who inhabit it. That is a promise I make to all of you." Ellis said.

There was applause from the diplomats. Ellis acknowledged it before moving on.

"Any questions?" He asked.

"Why exactly does this IMC act like how you speak of them?" A Stag asked.

"Because I've seen them firsthand." Ellis said. "When a peaceful protest was organized on Harmony, the IMC called in heavy forces to slaughter the marchers. Fifteen hundred went in, fifteen came out unscathed. All the rest were injured or killed." Ellis said. There were murmurs of shock and disbelief.

"Next?" Ellis asked.

"Why do you fight?" A Griffon asked.

"Because if we didn't, the IMC would oppress us all. They would trample on our worlds, take whatever they wanted, and kill whoever opposed them. Why do we fight, you ask? We fight because there's no other goddamn options." Ellis replied. "The IMC calls us terrorists, but in reality, we only seek freedom for the Frontier."

"These pilots." A Minotaur said. "If I may know, how skilled are they?"

"I'll let my response come from a Pilot himself. Daniel?" Ellis asked.

"I'm able to take on six standard foot soldier, or Grunts, at the same time and win." Daniel said. 'Pilots are the most feared and respected soldiers aboard our ships and in the Militia itself for a reason. And furthermore…" he said, nodding to Ellis. 'We ride on the shoulders of Giants."

Daniel pressed his wristpad, and a voice spoke.

"Titan engaging follow mode."

Then, the doors opened behind Ellis, revealing the form of IN-2632, chaingun in hand. As the Vanguard Titan strode into the room, every diplomat's jaws hit the floor in shock and wonder..

"I present to you…" Daniel said. "The Titan. This here is IN-2632, my own Titan. How are you doing, buddy?"

"Systems at optimal capacity, Pilot." IN replied. "All functions are green. Power core stable."

There were even more murmurs coming from the crowd. Ellis smiled and spoke.

"Our Titans turn pilots into giants." Ellis said. "A single Titan can turn the tide of battles. A group of Titans...well, I'll leave that one to your imagination. We've managed to develop seven kinds, including the Vanguard, the first model the Militia developed on our own, without stealing data from the IMC. Pilot's are specifically trained in order to operate Titans in battle. It's said that a battle is won when the first Titan falls from the skies."

There was a round of applause as IN engaged Guard Mode.

"However…" Ellis said. "I regret to say that I wouldn't try to make one anytime soon. In order to produce them, it requires quite a lot of technology that we haven't found anywhere in this world, such as Nuclear power and advanced Artificial Intelligence systems. Furthermore, as Titans are property of the Militia, we won't be giving them away either. Each Titan is built for war, as seeing as humanity is fighting one, we need every Titan we can get. You can reason with that, am I correct?"

There were nods of approval.

"Then, I will conclude with this." Ellis said. "Live long, and prosper."

There was a loud round of applause, which quickly stopped when IN spoke.

"Pilot, incoming object approaching current location. Analysis suggests IMC origin."

"Clear the room!" Ellis yelled as a cylindrical object slammed through the roof and into the ground. Daniel and Kelly drew their weapons and approached it, until a blue light came from the object. It then formed into a hologram of Scarecrow, which began to speak.

"Hello, inhabitants of this world. I represent the human Interstellar Manufacturing Corporation, or IMC. This world is now under our protection. As terrorists belonging to the Frontier Militia have been detected here, the IMC formally asks permission to investigate their presence. Any resistance will result in severe consequences. You have forty-eight hours to reply, or the IMC will proceed, with or without your approval. Know this…resistance is futile."

The hologram disappeared, and Ellis growled.

"Seems I spoke too soon." he said. "Daniel, radio the Baron. Tell 'em we've got company."

As the three of them walked out, followed by IN-2632, Celestia watched them leave for the Crow dropship.

"Where are you going?" she asked loudly.

"Princess…" Ellis said. "We...are going to war."

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