Here comes another chapter with those Martians again! This time, the stakes are raised again for the Martians as we shall see...no, I won't say anything here, I don't won't to give away the story now, just read please!

Chapter 10

Revoked

After what could be said to be some rather silly or bad starts to their mission, the Martians of this division finally had to ball rolling with the invasion. If Abanazer the Martian king could see how these Martian fighters were taking the mission on, he would probably would say that only an idiot couldn't tell these were the Martians from before…then again the king is an idiot so no surprise there then. Anyway with the story, last time we saw the Martians they were laying Ponyville to waste, and now…they were doing pretty much the same thing…yeah.

The once happy and peaceful setting of the town once called Ponyville was now a hellhole with the orange flames burning furiously in the black of the night. Martians viewing from the ground couldn't help but celebrate that they had destroyed something such as hugging each other, throwing their snakes and drinks into the air…much like how Scotland football (soccer to Americans) fans rejoice when they get a corner kick, showing how desperate they are to win something. Nevertheless after what these bastard creatures had been put through, you couldn't really blame them to be honest.

Meanwhile, the lucky pony survivors on that train were now hurtling their way to Canterlot, none of them couldn't even have the courage to look back at had been once their home, little did they know that things were about to get more awful for them, but let's not talk about spoilers now.

In his Fighting Machine, Wacko raised the back leg of his machine to stamp it down on to the ground three times to gain the attention of his fellow comrades. As he expected, he caught the attention of the others as they stopped what they were doing.

"Alright guys!" He called on them on the machine's PA system cheerfully. "I'm proud of you guys, now that we captured this strategic point, I can now state to the king that we are ready for the next stage of our operation!"

UUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA!

The two other tripods roared out in pride, an echo that could make any poor fellow deaf on their ears. "In the meantime, take a break then." Wacko expressed to them as he punched in a few buttons to try and contact the king. At last he was presenting some good news for once. After a considerable waiting time of a ringing call on his hologram screen (like the earth version of a Skype call).

"Ah work you useless—"

"What'd you want?!" Cried an angry Abanazer as his image appeared on the screen. Wacko's black eyes widened as his king's appearance. He could see in the background that the call was being answered from what seemed to be Abanazer's bedroom, but that wasn't what Wacko seemed shocked at. Across the king's face there seemed to be white stains, you'll get it later…

Wacko gulped apprehensively before carrying on the talk. "Erm, sorry to be talking to you at this time…but I have some good news for you!"

"Well it better be good!" Abanazer snorted putting on his 'pout' face. "I was having a foreplay session with the—"

"Please don't say it," Wacko interrupted waving a tentacle, looking quite uncomfortable at what had been going on prior to his call. "Anyway…the good news is that the ponies here are on the run and we've captured the town here and are ready for our next objective!"

The King remained quiet for a few seconds at what Wacko said to him. Then he raised a small smile on his beak. "Well, very good work captain," he congratulated Wacko calmly.

The Martian captain felt a huge relive being lifted of his back; clearly finishing this part that had haunted him and his troops for so long was like knocking a monkey of the bat.

"…Though now you have no more objectives in this operation now." The King added cruelly with a wicked grin that had replaced his smile.

At once Wacko's heart stopped and his blood ran cold as those words came out. "S-sir?" Wacko asked stuttering. "Wh-what you talking about?"

Abanazer rolled his eyes as the image of him flickered at bit (this is a long distance call remember…VERY long distance call.) "Oh, don't tell me you've forgotten now?"

"What? The failure before?" Wacko piped up, with the idea only starting to dawn on him now.

"Right on the money you are," Abanazer replied with a smirk. "Because of your incompetence earlier on in this week where you are, I grew tidy of this waiting for you and decided that the second squad landing where you are shall take your place and carry on leading the way on the invasion, and as we speak are on their way to their next objective."

The captain was shocked and speechless; he couldn't even utter out any words. And just when he was about to say something, the king cut him off again, this time, with the bombshell that sealed it for Wacko.

"Oh, and one other thing, with what's happened, your title of captain is now revoked, you are now longer of any use for me, good night where you are." And with that, the screen cut, only a millisecond before Wacko went berserk in his cockpit with him flaring his tentacles violently (while nearly harming his poor old co-pilot) and cursing such words that were of such profanity that even Gordon Ramsey would say that is too much swearing.

Unfortunately, the words from Wacko could be heard on his radio system as he had by accident bashed the 'on' button after flaring his tentacles like that. After about a minute of him making a display of himself, silence was the only thing to be heard and his co-pilot look scared beyond believe as he saw Wacko's face completely red with anger and tears in his eyes. Not to mention that in the other machines that the other Martians sat in stunned silence too at what had just happened.

After a period of silence, Wacko limped his tripod away from the fire of Ponyville towards a safe distance away. "Captain?" Asked Banjee worriedly on his radio, "Is something wrong?"

Wacko's fighting machine stopped and the legs lowered to ground level, to the other Martians, he was getting out. The two other Tripods did the same thing and the spectators of Martians ran over to see what was wrong with their captain…or former captain at this point, not that they knew.

As every Martian there got nearer to him, they were stunned to see him look so heart broken, his co-pilot looking rather much the same as he was the only one there who knew what had gone on.

"Captain?" Came the voice of Torno. "What's wrong?"

Wacko slowly turned to look at them with a heart broken expression written all over his face. "Sorry guys…you can't call me 'captain' anymore."

Everyone began chatting loudly among each other at what he meant. "Then…what? What happened?" Asked Abaztard nearby looking concerned.

Wacko drew in a shaky breath as everyone else went silent. "I've…I've had my title of captain stripped from me. Our duties have been passed on to the second group who landed here."

At once a roar of anger could be heard from his fellow comrades as to what happened to Wacko and why that had caused him to snap in this tripod. Many Martians could be heard saying things of how outraged they were.

"Disgraceful!"

"That bastard king!"

"Wacko's the best!

"I like cupcakes!" (Ok, I don't know who said that there…)

Torno shuffled on towards his former captain placing a tentacle around him. "Look, man. We're all on the same boat here…hell, I'd think I'd rather pack it my job for what he's done to you."

"And me," added Abaztard shuffling forward too. "No Martian should ever be left behind on any mission. We're going to catch up with the others and show what we're really made off!"

A large cheer was heard as they all supported their captain to the very end. Wacko now suddenly felt he could really do it and take over this planet himself. "Alright boys. The rest, get to the handling machines, we've got a long journey ahead of us to follow their trail!"

And with that, this band of now outcast Martians followed Wacko's orders. Though they didn't know where they were heading, they would be heading to Canterlot…the key to capturing Equestria.

What ever could go wrong…?

Oh dear, oh dear! What will they do now, let's find out in the next update whenever that might be!