Fate of Humanity

Written by Redskin122004

Analons...

Goda ta nodx wa yaiywa vodd-

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OPENING PERSONAL LOG

Avalaons...

That is what my people called ourselves... In our language, it means 'Walkers of Balance'.

A proud race of warriors, monks, and scientists. We evolved and studied our world, mastering it before turning our sights to the sea of stars.

We knew that the stars held many secrets, both for the good of all....

Or our end.

We created weapons and defensive counter measures. Improved them to a degree that it can threaten our very existence if handled wrong.

We were lucky we did so.

We came across many worlds in our sector, we were careful in our spread, always insuring our defenses were more than adequate to hold off any attack until reinforcement arrived.

The garden planet Hisen, a world where its beauty is nearly unmatched by anything we seen so far, was attacked by the Worhangs.

Vile beasts that love nothing more than bloodshed and battle.

They came to Hisen in search for resources and slaves, all they found was death. Hisen was not just a garden world, it was also our training grounds. The planet's home system was also rich in resources for our ships and weapons of war.

For 2 weeks we fought them, for every inch of ground they gain, they paid nearly 10 times for it. And yet these losses did nothing to deter them.

They were our opposites in almost every way possible. Their love for death, destruction, and sinful acts abhorred to the deepest of levels an Avalaon can imagine.

It was only the beginning...

For the next century we fought them, struggled against their seemingly unending tides of warships and soldiers. But everything got a limit to how much they can fight.

Unlike them, we fought to protect our homes and families, for our right for existence, and for our right to be free.

It also helps that we had better medical technology than them.

Soon, we were able to push back, striking back at their worlds, only to find more horrors waiting for us.

Slaves.

Dozens of species we have never encountered before, used as cheap labor, prostitution, or forced combatants. Those that were freed told us that there are many species that have been taken by the Worhangs...

Others were simply wiped from existences.

Even more chilling was the fact that a good portion of the galaxy is connected and see nothing wrong with this.

Our leaders debated for days on this, struggling to understand why this was happening to the galaxy. Why all this sin and darkness? On the final days of the war, when we were on the doorstep of the Worhang's home planet, our leaders made the decision that will affect the entire galaxy.

We can not, in good conscience, stand by and watch as others suffer under these horrid conditions. It is up to us to set the standard! While we tried to be kind to the children of the Worhangs and raise them higher than their predecessors, they in turn refused to grow beyond their parents atrocities. We had to strike them down many times before it finally dawn on us that there was NO saving them. We must be the BALANCE for the galaxy! Whether it the hand that holds out for peace and unity, or the fist that crushes evil and sin.

We are Avalaons.

Walkers of Balance

Guardians of the Galaxy

It was end of the Worhang/Avalaon Wars, but the start of a millenia of wars and battles against the corrupted galaxy

Every slave trader, every criminal organization, every corrupted government that we came across found themselves in our sights. For every group we found, we found a civilization struggling underneath their weight, being forced into slavery to pay dues or 'protection'.

We freed dozens of systems, each free species joining our cause to the betterment of the galaxy. They brought soldiers, food, resources, and new technology into our alliance.

Near the end, we grew powerful enough to resist even the most ancient of orders. Rolling over their defenses, slaughtering their mercenaries and soldiers, sparing the non-combatants in hopes that they can grow beyond their people's ways.

When the last hold outs fell, when the last world finally submitted defeat at our hands, we realized that we have done the impossible.

We beaten a galaxy full of strife and conflict, where the norm is to own a slave or be one.

What was more, those that we saved sees us as saviors and gods.

We had to change that.

We are not worthy of being called gods, for we are far from perfect. We made decisions that we are not proud of.

Thus the Galactic Alliance was born. Over a hundred species joined, each one clamoring for a spot to make their voices heard. However, they would only join if we were in a leading position.

No matter how we tried to step back, no matter how many times we stated that we want to be considered equals to them, they saw us as leaders of the galaxy.

So we submitted ourselves to the position, but only if every species agreed.

All of them did.

Soon we began to set out with our original goals in mind: Exploration.

We began to explore the unknown regions of space, studying all that we found within them. We soon began to come across other species, some that have yet to take their steps into the stars.

So we watched, fascinated with how they walk among their world. Some of the others in the Galactic Alliance wished to do a more in depth study, but we stop that and outlawed it. These young species must look to the stars with wonder, not fear of unknowns awaiting for them to be captured and studied like animals.

However, more than once we were forced into view, either by an unknown alien race invading their home, planet killer asteroid, a plague of unknown quality, or if the world in question was about to destroy itself through war.

You wouldn't believe how many times that has happen...

For the next several millennias, we watched and studied, watching them grow beyond their limits before taking their steps into the stars.

We usually wait for them to colonized a planet and prepare their defenses before greeting them. Introducing ourselves and asking them to join our alliance, both for their protection and for trade. Most would join right away, eager for the chance to meet new people, other would decline, if only to gather strength and present themselves as a stronger species.

Sadly, a majority of those that choose this option tend to believe that they should rule the galaxy.

And they tend to attack other worlds to get what they want.

These species don't last long, and we have destroyed entire planets to insure that they don't. We are not proud in doing this, many Avalaons believe that it is the greatest sin we can ever do, but we don't have a choice. It either the suffering of another species, or the destruction of one causing it.

In this event, we try to preserve their memories of history and art, to put them in something of a good light. Others are not so appreciative of this, but they understand.

And now...

Nothing.

For the first time in 6 millenias, we have yet to come across another species. For over 1000 years, not a single new sentient race has push itself into our view. We have explored the majority of the galaxy, but there is still one section of the galaxy we have yet to explore...

Perhaps we will find something there.

Head Explorer Daniaz Monchon signing off.

END PERSONAL LOG

OPEN LOG. BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

(Sighs) Day 1 of the exploration into unknown sector. Already having trouble with the locals. We landed on a planet called Fruside, the home planet of the Golans. We used this time to prepare our ships for our long mission to come. But...

They told us stories of how young adventurous captains and their crew fly into this arm of the galaxy and never return. The Golans all but begged us to bless us, our ships, and even our weapons before we even set a single foot inside here.

Now...I normally would of scoffed at this...but the fact that they have records dating back to their stone age...Tends to set the people on edge.

If we do run into something...

And its not friendly.

It going to find out first hand just how tough it is to take down a Avalaon.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 36 of exploring unnamed sector.

I think we should name this sector already.

'Sector Zilch.'

That is what we got so far. 20 star systems with absolutely no civilization to take note of. Not even a damn temple. Archer of the winds above, give me strength because this is-

(Explosions) WARNING: UNKNOWN SHIP CLASSIFICATION ATTACKING FLEET

Me and my mouth

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION.

One lucky shot and the rest of it was like shooting a brain dead snarlafon.

Seriously....who makes a ship that is in the shape of a flat disk?

Our resident Machine Mind, Koyta, managed to infiltrate their damage ship and managed to pull up information on a research planet.

That's right.... A research 'planet'

From what Koyta tells me...

Its to study species and their survival rates...

Against each other.

Damn it.

We are setting a course to the planet now. There may be hope in saving whoever is down there.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 42

(Sighs)

I thought we seen it all...

But these little grey Avalaods take the Asda pie.

These things just don't go abducting other species to study them...

They pit them against one another and they experiment on them. Create monsters by fusing DNA with other species.

No idea why.

They seem to be fixed on a certain race however.

No name so far, but from the surviving records, these grey aliens seem to have big plans for them...nothing good either.

Koyta tells me that these aliens seem to hate them, though there is no explanation for this. The few that were on the planet seem to find one another and survived until the aliens went out and killed them.

Damn...

And we just missed saving them by 3 standard weeks apparently.

Daniaz.

Hmm?

We have found a vault inside one of the stations. It appears to hold many items of interest.

Is that so?

Most are ancient in design, but one stands out. It is being held in an anti-gravity room.

Send me a picture.

Yes sir.

Fascinating...And this is the most advance piece in there?

Yes. But it appears that these...Grey aliens have been mocking it for its inferior technology.

Hmph. Not so high and mighty now are they? Thank you Koyta. Any word from Alliance?

They will be sending several fleets to our position. They also requested that you will take in the 38th 'Frunda' Attack Frigates to boost your fleets attacks and defenses

Hmmm....Koyta?

Yes?

Relay to the ground teams. Bring me that satellite so we can figure out who made it.

Yes sir.

Perhaps there is something more to this than meets the eyes.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 89

Well, from the reports, those little grey monsters are getting their hinds quartered by the Galactic Fleets. Saved over dozen species so far. Nothing on the Avalaod-like aliens that the grey ones hate, but we are hoping to find them soon enough.

Onto the satellite. From our reports, it is really ancient compare to our technology, but from the looks of it, its doesn't look that old.

After scanning, I estimate it to be at least 40 standard years old, maybe less.

So they may be close by...

Or they could be lightyears away. We have no clue where the Grey ones have picked this up.

I see...

However, I did find several golden disk located on the satellite itself. They appear to have some images etched onto them and look very different from the satellite itself. It may be of some importance.

Alright. Work on that. Hopefully we will find them before anything happens to them.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

SKIPPING TO A LATER DATE

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 978

Almost 2 standard years have passed since we have found the Satellite, or 'Voyager 1', as that is its true name. We have only explored 10% of the Orion Arm Cluster.

Heh....Got to give it to these humans. They named almost everything around them with what they had at the time.

Extremely impressive of them.

Which makes it imperative that we find them before they run into trouble.

At current rate of advancement from what has been provided to us at the time this was sent, I believe they would be space worthy in about 40 more years, barring war or other disasters.

Noted. Location wise?

Given the photos and images on the disks, I believe I have downsized the search area to several thousand lightyears.

That right there is more that impressive. Given the technology, they not only managed to figure out where they are in the galaxy, but did so accurately. That is mighty impressive. We have to thank them for that, much better than running around in the dark. Koyta, please play Johnny B. Goode.

(Music Plays)

Ah...these human know their music.

I prefer Beethoven's 5th Symphony myself.

I heard from Master Arms Hadolik that he and his men enjoy the Tsuru No Sugomori during their off periods.

I detected a large decrease in stress whenever it is played.

Hmm...Probably explain why most of our soldiers enjoy it so much.

Human music seems to have taken up a storm across the galaxy. Many are awaiting for them to be found.

All the better. Once we find them, they will be welcome with open arms.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 1002

Finally, I believe we tracked down their home system!

Scans has indicate a 99% percent match to System profile within our records.

Thank you Koyta. I didn't see the giant red gas planet nor the ring gas planets either.

I am sorry, is that sarcasm?

Yes.

You have been on this ship too long. Have you taken the time to visit the Relaxation park?

Gah! Stop trying to mother me! I searched long and hard for these beings and I finally found them! Now then, how should we-

Incoming transmission. Human Language. Very weak.

They found us?!

Negative. It appears to be a wide spread signal. Shall I play it.

Yes.

"Please....Ne.....Cele....ger.(Static)"

That's it?

Yes. It appears that the signal was simply too degraded to be cleaned up.

I could barely understand the first word. Hmm...Take us in closer.

Sir, Galactic Alliance has warned-

I know what the rules say, Koyta. I just...I don't know. A feeling I suppose. Warn the fleet. Relay to the captain to keep us out of sight while the rest hang back.

Yes sir.

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 1004

Where are they? They have to be here!

Scans has shown that the continents match to our records with 10% error margin.

So that has....wait what did you say?

I said that the continents match to our records with 10% error margin.

10%? Show me.

This island located in what the humans call the Indian Ocean is not in our records. It appears to be several hundred Talins large.

Where did this island come from?

Unknown. Perhaps we should ask the natives on the planet?

Those equines are not natives of this planet.  They look... off.

Images show that they are the majority on the planet.

Which is impossible! An experiment maybe?

Maybe...Scans have shown that they use a type of unknown energy source. Although it is not so dissimilar to the energy used by Torzans and the Eores, and they have been known to perform feats of kinesis of a variety. It is more pronounce with equines that are born with a single horn, but they all have this energy within them. The ones with wings have been shown to have the ability to manipulate clouds, it is unknown what the last group does with their source.

Hmm...Something feels wrong...I am not sure why. But it feels like I am looking at a grave...

Alert! I detected a several targets with large amount of unknown energy source located on the island.

How many?

Three.

How strong?

Enough to power a Torzan Battlecruiser about 5 times over. The weakest being 2 times at least.

Keep an eye on them, in the mean time, search for any clues about where humanity could of disappeared to.

New data! Scans have shown multiple satellites in orbit, along with what appears to be a Space station. However, it is losing orbit and will fall planetside within 3 weeks from my calculations.

How come you are just telling me now? How the hell did we miss a space station!?

You stated to scan the planet. Not the surrounding space around the planet.

(Silence)

I am going to deactivate you, you know.

Try it fleshbag.

And you are telling me to relax?

Is there a point to this?

No....Just trying to soothe my stress by irritating you.

You are failing most spectacularly.

Ha ha. Any life signs?

Negative.

Get a team ready to board that station, I want to know what in the 4 depths of Marsona is going on!

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

OPEN LOG, BEGIN RECORDING SESSION

Day 1010

(Silence for five minutes)

Sir?

Yes Koyta?

Log has begun.

I know, Koyta. I am unsure on how to begin. (Sighs) We managed to bored the space station, or its proper name, the International Space Station. Found several bodies inside, death by vacuum. Doesn't look intentional either.

Scans has indicate that an airlock had a malfunction and they were unable to remedy the situation from the lack of necessary parts needed for the repair.

10 bodies were found, good condition. Information on board was severally lacking, fortunately we were pointed to the moon where a base was located at....

No signs of life there as well.

Sir, catastrophic failure of the bio-dome resulted in the loss of over 30 personnel located inside the base. Signs shown that faulty metal bearings and sheets were unable to handle the stress of the vacuum of space. It resulted of 90% of the facility being exposed to space.

Yeah....One was located in what appears to be the control center.

The control center seem to remain unaffected by the exposure for a time, but scans has shown a small leak the sealed doorway, and had a single occupant inside.

Play the message Koyta. I want them to hear this.

Yes sir.

Human Audio Message Begins

Damn it....Damn it all. I don't know why I am even bothering to record this. No one planet side will hear this. The ISS has gone dark and the automatic distress signal has finally crapped itself out.

(Laughter mixed with sobbing)

Just one disaster after another. We lost the last rocket that held a large amount of supplies to be sent over here to the PER. Just damning us all up here. Then the ISS reports that their airlock is open and won't close, those guys up and died. And now? Fucking Bio-dome fucking fails on us and killing everyone but me. And where was I? I was taking a fucking nap in this god forsaken chair! That is the only reason I’m still alive!

FUCK!

God must f-fucking hate me....

(Silence and steady breathing)

…I guess.....

I guess I am hoping someone will hear this, since there will be no way for us to leave a warning on the planet.

At least that bitch can't reach as far as the moon.

I suppose I should start, right. Before I run out of air to talk, hehe, not like that's going to be a problem anyway. (Gun being loaded) Not sure why there was a SIG in the command center, if you had to use this you're pretty much fucked. (Laughs)

So get this, here we are, good ole year 2019, the world is actually calming the fuck down. Terrorists and religious nut jobs not blowing themselves up or demanding tribute to god or whatever. North Korea got invaded by China because they launched a missile, hah, those dumbfucks actually pointed it in the wrong direction and it landed in China.

Good thing it was a dud. But man, were they pissed.

So North Korea got invade and the people are now much happier than before. Technology is booming, getting to space is much easier now. And we finally figured out a much cleaner way to use energy for everything.

Life was great.

Then Fate decided to be a bitch and send us a fast ball...

One from about the size of Texas.

So there is an island in the middle of the Indian Ocean, can't miss it, fucking filled with rainbows and shit. And we from around the planet just can't wrap our heads around it.

I mean...Shit, ‘where did this island come from?’ ‘Is it Atlantis?’

So get this. We try to send a plane to take a look inside. Fucking plane disintegrates when it runs into this pink barrier that was surrounding it.

Poor bastards never knew what happened.

Anyways, so all we have are satellites to go off of and it is surrounded by ships from every country in the world. And what comes out?

A Pride Parade pegasus.

Comes flying out like a bullet and nearly got blown to bits by automatic gun turrets.

Shit, they probably should’ve let it.

Would’ve saved us a shit load problems.

Long story short, Ponies live on the island. Colorful fucking ponies at that.

So after a near disaster first contact, the head honcho herself comes out and talks to our leaders. And what do we do? We fucking open our homes to them; try to behave ourselves to give the best impression of humanity.

And they fucking stabbed us in the back.

Don't get me wrong, most of them are quite nice to be around. Hell, I admit it; I had one in the sack and let me tell you, that mare was a beast in bed. Good thing they are easily pleased.

But that bitch princess and her nerdy student decide that it wasn't enough. No, that bitch made a potion that will change humans into ponies. From the start it meant for those that were dying or couldn't walk and shit.

Hell, we understood. If it saves a life or makes a cripple walk once more, albeit on four instead of two, all the better.

Then she pushed for Conversion Bureaus, to 'share' the potion with everyone that wanted to change themselves. Of course some people went for it when you have Fluttershy promoting the damn place.

That mare is lethal in cuteness factor.

That is also when wackos started coming out.

The fucking PER

Ponification for Earth's Rebirth.

Fucking crazy people, who believe that Celestia was the second coming of god or some shit. They weren't all that bad at first, but...

It got worse.

5 years passed and several million people change their shapes. We began to notice that those that change were not the same anymore.

I don't mean physically, I’m talking mentally. When you realize it, you’ll see that you are talking to a completely different person. The original mindset is not there anymore; they hate what they use to like or have fears of things they use to love.

They tend to shun human made technology and move to Equestria to get away from it all. It’s...discerning.

Hell....Not even a majority Native Equestrians like them. They call those that change ‘New Foals’ and believe them to be really creepy. Always smiling and shit.

Their words, honest to God himself, that’s what they said.

Then...Out of nowhere, the barrier begins to expand and Equestria goes dark.

At first we believed that the bitch was trying to stop the expanding barrier, but no, after 3 months of silence. Celestia herself sends out a message, hold on...I know I have it here somewhere...Where the hell is it?

…Aha!

(There was a buzz of static, which was interrupted by a polite cough).

"People of Earth. I have been studying your history for these past five years. I am quite sadden by what has happen to you and what you were forced to live with."

"You have been travelling in darkness, gathering it within yourself and letting it fester until you dive into oblivion. But fear not! I come bearing good news, the Ponification Potion will cleanse you of your taint. You will start anew! The Barrier will insure that all that taints you: Your history, your technology, and vicious nature itself will bow before it. You will never have to worry about your lives ever again."

(The static buzz returned and as quicly as it came it was cut off, leaving a slow and steady breathing)

Ain't that some shit...

She comes to us and proclaiming to save us...

We didn't want to be saved in the first place damn it!

(A loud snap of wood resonates in the small room)

Shit...stupid chair...fuck, it’s getting... harder to breath. (Sounds of metal hitting flesh is rings out)

Well, heheh…there it goes… I wish I had a video recorder… instead of audio… so you could see the beautiful earth…now stained with fucking pink… with just…one small part left.

I....

(There was a steady heavy breathing, which lasted for several minutes in silence)

And…there it goes...the last remnants of humanity...either crushed by the barrier or forced into ponydom.

(Helpless sobbing filled the room, echoing against the walls)

(His sobs slowly but surely change into hysterical laughter)

BWAHAHAHAHA! I am the last one! Fuck you, you royal bitch! You didn't get us all! I am still here! I am still breathing! A HUMAN STILL LIVES!

(His voice was cut into a series of coughs that seemed to change between laughing. After a while it died out, replaced with very heavy breathing)

Not for long....

(There was the sound of metal rasping against metal)

I am not going suffocate in here.

I will not let… the last seconds… of my life… to be… from crying!

(A small clicking noise was heard).

You won’t get the pleasure… of getting… me… bitch.

(BAM!)

Human Audio Message End

Its like looking into a tainted mirror...

Sir?

This...Celestia...This..Being with so much power believes she is helping them...

I fail to understand this logic. She claims to saving them, but destroys their minds, culture, and history in the process.

I said tainted Koyta...This...This is what the Avalaons could become if we allowed ourselves take a view and never change it. We have always tried to save everyone, even though we know we can't...

Even our enemies....

This...Celestia...(Growls) She wishes to save humanity by wiping it out?! By neutering what made them human?! What kind of train of thought is that!?

(Silence)

Koyta!

Sir!

I want you to mine the data we gathered from the bases. I want all information on this Celestia and group.

You are asking me to sift through an entire database that filled several sever room with data. That will takes several days to process-

I don't care! Do it!

Yes sir.

Get me Captain Odaz while you are at it, I will need to debrief him on what is to come.

She is not getting away with this....

END RECORDING SESSION, CLOSE LOG

Year 5 of P.E. (Purified Earth)

Celestia smiled as she watched another day rise before her. The fact that she no longer had to raise the sun every morning was a bonus. She could sleep in for once and not worry about her ponies panicky willy nilly.

But trying to break a habit that was several hundred years long was a hard one to break. She gave a small sigh as she calmly sipped her tea, enjoying the warmth of the the powerful sun.

Her ears twitched as she heard the door open to her room, revealing her sister, Luna.

"Sister." Luna called out to her, Celestia turn and smile at Luna.

"Yes Luna?" Celestia took another sip, nearly moaning as the sweetness overwhelmed her tongue.

"The stars are acting oddly for the past few nights." Luna look at her with worry, pacing somewhat near her bed. "While I know these are not my stars, they are acting... odd for stars."

"Is that so?" Celestia shook her head before looking towards her little sister. "We are in another realm of reality, Luna. Who is to say that this doesn't happen often."

"But...." Luna started, but faltered when she heard a whistling echo over ahead. "Wha-"

BOOM!!

Something slammed through the roof of the castle, going through 4 floors, passing Celestia's room and punching onward to the ground floor. The very air from the speeding object knocked Luna aside and the entire room was covered in dust from the pulverized castle stone.  Coughing out, Celestia used her wings to blow the dust away. "Luna?! Are you okay?"

"Yes sister." Luna coughed out, shaking her head. "Your bed saved me." Luna gave a small giggle as she bounced somewhat on Celestia's bed. Celestia shook her head, before turning to the hole in her floor. "Although...We are confused on what had just happen?"

"I am confused as well. Come Luna, we must-!" Celestia stared as something floated from the hole, nearly as big as a pony itself. "What in the world?"

"GOR DI MANSO TUA LIE! "

"I'm...sorry?" Celestia stared at the floating object in confusion. "I don't understand you? What are you?"

"GAV DI LO! EARTH LANGUAGE DETECTED! STAND BY FOR THE OVERSEER!"

"Overseer?" Luna stood next to her sister, watching as the object open a small port and beam of light appeared, forming the shape of a bipedal humanoid.

It was at least 6 feet tall, with a dark forest green coat covering its face, and three eyes. A set of eyes where a normal being would have them, with the third directly on its forehead. It was covered in armor and the scowl on its face would of made Discord take a moment to flinch from it.

"You are Celestia!"

"I...Am." Celestia answered with caution in her voice. "Who are you?"

"I am Overseer, and you are under arrest!"

"What?!" Celestia stared in shock at the being before her. "Under arrest? For what?"

"By order of Galactic Alliance, you are tried for Xenocide, Murder, Slavery, Destruction of Private Property, Planetary Invasion, Forced Posioning, and slew of other charges. Sharing your punishment will Princess Luna, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Pinkie 'Diane' Pie, Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash. Your trail date will be set at a later time, when you are convicted of these crimes..." He leaned forward, a ugly smile on his face " And believe me, you will not beat these charges, you will be sentence to death by black hole

"YOU CAN'T-" Luna started to yell, but was silenced when her sister only placed a wing tip on her lips, a small smile on her face.

"You have destroyed an entire species on false claims. You have enslaved their minds for purposes unknown, nor do we wish to know. And you have taken their trust and ripped it asunder. There is no mistake."

"YOU. ARE. GUILTY."

Celestia only took a step back and smiled sernely. "Please, lets be civilized people here. Surely you will understand why we needed to do this. The humans where trending a dark path, I couldn't allow that to happen to them."

Overseer simply crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing in contempt of the being before him. So the answer to this problem was to erase them from the face of the galaxy? You are more deluded than what we have on record.

"Record?" Celestia blinked in surprise, they knew of her? Overseer only smiled, a small chuckle that soon turn into full blown laughter.

Even now, humans are making a mockery of your 'sacrifice' for them. He laughed at her. Dead for five full years, their entire planet wiped away of any signs of them....All but the ones you can't reach.

It didn't take Celestia long to figure out what he meant. "Space." she whispered.

They died trying to survive, but they saved as much as they could of their written history and arts. And a lot of information on you. Its over, Celestia...Or is Tyrant?

Celestia flinched at the name, but scowled. "I will not allow myself to be taken."

"And I will not allow you to take her!" Luna stood next to her sister, her eyes glowing with magic. "I only recently reunited with her, I will not allow some aliens to take her away!" Overseer looked at Luna with interest before Celestia gained his attention.

"You may come and try, but you will not defeat me so easily." Celestia stated confidently to Overseer. He only smiled, which put Luna and Celestia on edge.

"Then prepare yourself, Tyrant." Celestia and Luna heard the sound of thunder, soon followed by the screams of fear and horror. They turn and their jaws dropped in horror when the sky was literally filled with ships of all kinds. " Because we are already here. Say hello to the Galactic Alliance Fleet! We know of your power, Celestia. It is time for you to see all that we have accomplished for the past 6 milleniums."

Dozens of drop ships began to fall from the sky, screaming from the atmosphere into Canterlot.

"I doubt even YOU can stand against trillions of beings united against you. Welcome to the end of your world and peace, Tyrant.