Foreword: hello, and welcome to He Came From Beyond, story three of the 'He Came From' trilogy! This installment is a prequel to the first story, He Came From Space, and will follow a familiar hero as he battles an evil menace as the first human to document the existence of the pony planet.
Please note that this is NOT replacing my shipfic Together Forever. If you're a reader of TF I promise it will be updated soon. I'm just posting this for shits and giggles. This story will follow my standard schedule of a single update each and every Sunday at 9:00PM Central Standard Time.
He came from Beyond
Chapter One
Landfall
December 14th, 2127
Uncharted star system
Hero of the Human Race Samuel Dick Malone, AKA The Great Crusader
Dick Malone stepped onto the bridge of his ship, the Private Star Vessel Sinning Saint, and sat down in the command chair, looking around the empty bridge. The only inhabitant of his ship was him.
Looking out the viewport he took a look at the only planet in the star system he'd arrived in, taking note that its surface looked quite lush and natural.
Forests and grass and oceans…sickening. The industrialization of this planet will not come soon enough Dick thought, repulsed by the fact that the planet was so green.
The only beauty in this galaxy is beheld by the gray and black steel of human worlds The Great Crusader mused, noting that he only felt happy when a planet like Earth or Noire came into view. Both worlds looked absolutely gray from orbit, a result of every last inch of the surface covered in cities.
The only other color was a mixture of gray and blue, which was only seen on Earth via its oceans, which had long become the universal dumping ground for all wastes.
Seeing Earth's oceans always put a cruel smile on Dick's face, knowing that those who wanted to preserve the planet's oceans and forests had long since been defeated.
All those hippies, all those tree-hugging fucking cocksuckers that wanted to impede the progress of our species by not wanting us to flatten those forests to make way for our beautiful empire, I'm SO glad they no longer exist.
It had been close to twenty years since the last tree on Earth had been chopped down and grinded into whatever it had become, the spot it used to occupy had become a fast food joint.
Glorious, absolutely fucking glorious. I only wish the oceans could be emptied to make way for more cities Dick thought.
Looking back at the green planet before him Dick frowned, having to physically stop himself from vomiting all over the floor.
Soon…soon this planet will be gray with the steel of buildings, and its skies will be filled with vehicles. Not even its moon will be spared from colonization Malone mused, remembering that the same thing had happened to Earth's moon; its white-gray surface turned wholly gray with human cities.
Nature is revolting The Great Crusader finally decided, debating whether or not he should actually land on the planet.
I SHOULD just tag it for the colonization bureau, and let them deal with the absolutely disgusting things that come with nature. But for some strange reason I am drawn to this planet Malone thought, feeling an unusual urge to enter its atmosphere.
He forced himself to not give in to the urge and was about to begin the tagging process when movement at the corner of his eye caused him to look over, seeing the last part of a dark silhouette move past the moon.
"Uh, that can't be good" The Great Crusader stated, his brain registering that the shape was moving with too much purpose to be a rogue asteroid.
"Perhaps this planet is already occupied, and its inhabitants have developed space travel. If that's the case then why is their planet so God-awful fucking ugly? Do they not have cities? Revolting" Dick stated, disgusted at the possibility that a race would work so hard to preserve its planet's natural beauty.
The ONLY beauty comes from technology! How can anyone NOT understand that Malone wondered, beginning to move his ship closer to the moon to investigate the dark shape.
The moon was quite different from Earth's, and it looked to be a bit smaller, a fact which was confirmed by his scanning device.
The dark shape moved again, gliding closer to the surface of the moon before coming to a stop very close to the surface itself.
Malone squinted at the celestial body as his ship drifted even closer, his computer telling him he was seventy five million miles from it.
Practically on its doorstep.
Suddenly there was a pinprick flash from the surface of the moon, followed half a second later by a large projectile slamming into the back of Dick's ship, causing the engines to sputter and fail.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Dick screamed, scrambling to get his ship moving again, to no avail as the engines were completely offline—no power going to them.
"GODDAMNIT!" Malone yelled, working to get some of his ship's weapons online to possibly return fire at whatever shot at him.
He had just gotten his primary weapon, a standard Mass Accelerating Gun, online when another projectile struck his ship, the momentum of which causing his ship to turn away from the moon, preventing him from firing on whatever was launching the projectiles.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" The Great Crusader shouted, utterly pissed at these beings for disabling his ship and preventing him from returning fire.
Malone was furiously striking keys on his command console to try and get the refractive coating generator to put up a defense shield before another round struck his ship and destroyed it.
The Great Crusader looked up and saw the dark shape moving towards his ship, his mind registering that the shape was another space ship as it drifted into the light from the parent star.
"Oh, what the fuck?! Now you're gonna join in on the fun too?" Malone declared, still working to get his shields up.
An orange light built up on the front of the enemy ship until it reached an intensity so bright that it hurt to look at it. The orange light suddenly became a lance of energy that raced out across the stars until it struck the side of Malone's ship, slicing into the three-feet-thick titanium hull like it was a bullet passing through air.
"Bull-fucking-shit!" Dick exclaimed; the energy lance melting his shield generator, leaving him completely helpless.
"Well fuck" The Great Crusader casually said, preparing to exit the bridge to get down to the escape pod reserved for the bridge crew.
His ship bucked as explosions rocked it, caused by various things being set off by the energy lance still cutting through the vessel.
There was a tremor that knocked Dick to the floor, causing him to note that the ship was starting to free float. The Great Crusader looked back at his command console as the computer began to speak.
"Warning, mass of ship has decreased by half. Connection with counter-gravitational forces lost" the computer declared.
Loss of counter-gravitational forces only occurred when the computer detected that it couldn't connect with the engines, which was only possible by severing all physical connections from the computer to the engines. Which, coupled with the fact that the mass of his ship has decreased by half, led Malone to deduce that his ship had been cut in half.
The Great Crusader walked over to his command console and brought up the feed from the bottom fore camera, turning the visual around he saw the back half of ship drifting away before being completely blown apart by the energy lance still being fired by the enemy vessel.
"Damn!" Dick stated, turning to try making it to the escape pod again.
He was too late; the energy lance began to strike against the remains of his ship as the enemy vessel moved in to finish it off.
The energy lance slashed along the back of the remains and caused another explosion to rock the ship, the force of which blasting the last of the ship away toward the unknown planet's gravity well, meaning that the last of the ship would be dragged onto the planet.
Malone immediately decided that he would rather die than be stuck on a planet that actually had trees.
The last remains of his ship finally entered the atmosphere and streaked across the blue sky, soaring high above the luscious green land.
Dick braced himself against the command console and looked out the viewport, grateful that what remained of his ship was oriented the correct way.
The Great Crusader saw a large village blur by as he passed over it, deciding that if he survived the impact he would make his way to the village.
The remains of his ship continued to glide across the sky until it finally made landfall on the surface of the planet, the remains of the craft hit and bounced back into the air momentarily before coming back down and tearing deep gouges into the dirt and smashing through several trees before the momentum finally ceased and the remains of the PSV Sinning Saint came to a stop in what would be its final resting place.
The force of the impact threw Dick Malone to the deck where he cracked his head on the steel floor, the last thing he saw were the trees being crushed by the remains of ship.
Good was the last thing The Great Crusader thought before his world turned black.
Five minutes prior
Twilight Sparkle, lavender pony of the Unicorn variety stepped out of her residence in the town of Ponyville, which sat in the realm of Equestria.
Her lavender coat was accentuated by a dark purple mane and tail, both of which sporting violet and pink streaks. Her cutie mark, a symbol which appeared on all ponies' flanks when they discovered their special talent, was of a large pink star with a smaller white star under it. Both were surrounded by five smaller stars, all of which portraying for all to see that her special talent was magic.
All Unicorns were able to use magic but Twilight Sparkle's entire existence was dedicated to magic and studying her powerful abilities for her mentor; the ruler of the entire land, Princess Celestia.
Or so she thought.
Now Twilight's ultimate goal was to study the magic of friendship, a field in which she had no experience until she moved to the town of Ponyville and met five other ponies who had become her best friends.
She was also friends with a baby dragon by the name of Spike, whom she had hatched as a part of her entrance exam to Princess Celestia's school for gifted Unicorns. Spike had become her number one assistant during her studies and had been the first sentient creature Twilight had ever become friends with, her only other friends were books.
She was knocked out of her thoughts by a tremendous rumbling, originating from somewhere to her left.
The Unicorn looked up in the respective direction and saw a massive object streaking across the Equestrian sky, a huge plume of black smoke trailing behind the object.
Twilight ducked down as the object rocketed overhead, the loud noise of which assaulting the Unicorn's ears and causing dozens of ponies across the town to come out of their homes to investigate.
The object continued to sail along the sky until it disappeared over the horizon, a few seconds later a tremor shook the land.
"Twilight? What the hay was that?" Spike asked, having also stepped out to investigate the noise.
"Send a letter to the Princess; tell her a mysterious object has crashed in from outer space. I'm gonna round up my friends and take a look" Twilight said, the baby dragon immediately getting to work on writing a message.
Twilight could only pray the object wasn't occupied.
Legal note: Dick Malone and all related characters belong to me. Twilight Sparkle, Spike the Dragon, and all related characters belong to Hasbro.