Canterlot
"You may posses vast amounts of technology, but we are well aware that you have only made improvements using it and we still have vastly more powerful ships under our command. You will leave despite your orders, as you are on our sovereign territory when I told you not to land."

Office of Grand Vessel Fakeem Suar'kum, Karboria Capital District, Karboria, Sazkar Major

Fakeem observed the communication between the soldier and the princess from a communications droid in his office. They're certainly more hostile than before... Fakeem thought to himself. He walked over to one of the large floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Karboria District, the droid following and continuing to broadcast the transcript. Fakeem took a sip of Bellaran spice tea from a small porcelain cup.

Commander Lano'dum strode in, with a countenance of worry washed over his aging face. "I can surmise that you've been listening to them, Grand Vessel?"

"Yes. Apparently some Republic has been instituted, but what's known of it is so little that we cannot determine what it completely encompasses. This 'Luna' seems to have a more aggressive approach, evident in the way she acts and speaks, so policies with the Pact are probably changing. If you can, send a message to her demanding an immediate trip to Sazkar. We need to have a little meeting."

"Yes, Grand Vessel."

((The Pact actually collapsed, probably should have said that somewhere))
Equestrian Civil War
The New Lunar Republic is quickly winning. They have taken control of everything that was former Celestial Empire territory and assets. They are quickly figting off the WUE and the CC, however it is really starting to heat up as the final battles are causing more destruction and blood then the battles before it.

Call to Union
The New Lunar Republic has invited all former Pact Nations, including Sazkarjhia to attend a meeting regarding a new Union. Luna always wanted it to run differently and is hoping that most will come. The new Union would be called the Union of Space Faring Nations, or USPF.

Canterlot
In low orbit above the planet came 5 Supreme Warships out of their quantum 'porting, massive ships that were bigger than the Seeders' own. Each ship released nearly a thousand Corvettes each, half of the 13-V-formation Corvette groups being fighters, 1/8th being electronic warfare, 2/8ths being bombers, and 1/8th being troop transports.
A message, broadcasted from the leading Supreme ship was communicated to any system capable of receiving signal:
Direct intervention is required to save this dying race. Lay your arms down, so we may keep the Equestrians from destroying themselves entirely. If cooperation is not given, we will forcefully take what we need to keep the race alive. We arrive to keep all races the possibility of returning once more. You will not be the first, nor the last. Allow the Supreme ships to take a dozen of each Equestrian-affiliated race so that they may not go extinct. We repeat: lay arms down, power weapons down, and we will not have to call for reinforcements, which are currently patrolling the neutral sector.

Galactic Center - Neutral Zone
When the Collective designated part of the GC as a neutral territory, the Supremes were aggravated, but saw the wisdom. Half of the Supreme Navy patrolled the area, flights of Corvettes in 5- and 7-ship groups patrolling the space, with at least one electronic warfare ship to scan for any movement. Any ship that entered the area found themselves flanked by at least 2 5-ship Corvette formations, more as an escort than as a guard.

Karboria

Fakeem kept on playing the message that was sent back, and felt a pit in his stomach. The supreme commanders and the branch commanders were with him, all listening.

"You know, I'm not really fond of the Equestrians at this point." Doman was the first one to speak. She kept on thinking in her head, I should've made those soldiers shoot that wretched princess on the spot. What a crock!

"Should we go?" Barasmus asked.

"I'll go, but for a different reason. Not only do we have men there, but scientists and technology as well. I need all tech that's there either recovered or destroyed; all documents, data and blueprints. If this is the new Equestrian Empire I am not letting them reverse-engineer something forged by hardworking Sazkarjhit hands." Fakeem responded, his voice bitter and angry.

"So what's our plan of action, Grand Vessel?" Grand Fleetmaster Magama'yum asked.

"Well, they'll probably be reluctant to let go of any of our equipment, so a hard approach may be the best one if that happens. Fleetmaster, how strong is your ship?" said Lano'dum.

"It on its own has enough weaponry to destroy a small moon, and is crewed with the best that the SCNOSE can offer."

"I'm thinking we bring in a handful of Assault Fleets and your Capital Fleet. I want to bring the Delta VIII and a Mark I Gravity Well, but there's a problem there. The Mark I is small enough to easily be stored inside of a ship. In fact we could always fire it from the Delta VIII. The problem, however, is the Delta VIII. Size-wise, the machine is a complete monstrosity. There'd be no easy way to hide it."

"Well, we've been developing a ship that can handle that. I felt that the DVIII might see use sometime, so we made it a small group of shield ships. The E-Class's shield has light-bending properties, allowing it to not only conceal the weapon, but also the shield ships themselves. The only problem is that they need a strong energy source to stay that way, and about a half a metric ton of U-235 only provides a few hours worth of cover. When it wears out, they'll see the Delta and it'll be a nightmare."

"But it's worth a try." Fakeem declared. "I'll go on Fleetmaster Magama'yum's ship and we'll fly down to the surface. We can get off in time if they're hostile by forcefully retrieving what we need, then firing the Delta VIII with a shell containing the Gravity Well. The impact itself would be strong enough to cause an extremely powerful kinetic shockwave, About a widespread '10' on a scale the humans used called the 'Richter Scale.' So it's worth a shot."

"So it's settled! We'll prepare the fleets and leave soon, it shouldn't take very long." Magama'yum said happily. The group rose from the table, and walked off to carry out the operation.

Canterlot
"The War is coming to end, and there hasn't been enough loss of life for it to qualify as a dying race. We are still very populous. We also already have measures in place in case our population was to get so low that we were to count as a dying race. However since we know you will cause more destruction then this affair is worth we will gather volunteers, however we need something very valuable in return to guarantee there safety."

Canterlot
Request for important item denied. Equestrian Empire shown as too untrustworthy to have an act of faith, as we did with the AIF. Your diplomats aboard our ship have hereby been taken under custody, and are being used for the beginning of the preservation process. Surrender arms or face another enemy on the field of battle, but this time to save your race, not destroy it, however untrustworthy or thoughtless your races are.

Your safety is not priority in this operation. If we must do what we must with dead bodies, we will. We have before, and again, you are not the first or the last to do so. Surrender peacefully, as your Equestrian legacy so loves, or go down violently, and show to everyone that you have been liars and followers of a false doctrine.

Half of the Corvette formations, about 4,500 ships easily 5 times bigger than a traditional fighter, descend through the atmosphere to the Equestrian soil, ready to peacefully or violently preserve.

((Those diplomats already left.))
Canterlot
"The Equestrian Empire is no longer. I shall not see my Republic grow into that. We are new, and those diplomats returned shortly before the beginning of the civil war. We may be peaceful, but we do not bow down to the will of other nations so easily. You should be well aware of that already, we did not fight the Triarians for nothing. Also Peaceful is different from Pacifist, which we are not."

Equestrian forces gathered around, easily outmatching the small amount the Supremes had sent. Massive fleets gathered in orbit, as the defense stations began warming up.

Above Equiis

The Sazkarjhit came, and they came en masse. An enormous composition of different fleets, with dozen of Marku-Class and hundreds more of other ships, armed to the teeth. But it paled in comparison to the jewel of the fleet. You couldn't miss it, the ship was absolutely gargantuan. At least 30 kilometers long and 18 kilometers wide, with four large engine parts on the sides, and a large assortment of guns--several hundred railguns and ARC cannons--just on the bow of the ship. Protruding from it was a large jutting compartment that tapered at the sides, and in the center was a massive gun, several times larger than any ARC ever built. Farther back was a large tower, where the glass-paned bridge sat at the top. Hundreds of shield ships jetted to the front of the fleet. The Garnalo, named after the first commander of the SCNOSE, was the gem of the entire navy. A town-sized spaceship and a complete tour-de-force in terms of armament; Grand Fleetmaster Magama'yum's flagship.

"This is Grand Fleetmaster Magama'yum with the rest of the Sazkarjhit military cabinet. We are asking for permission to land, please respond."

Canterlot
Very well. Your stubborness and lack of thought will be the end of you. Your people are divided, your military is suffering from a short bloody war, and we are in perfect condition. Who wins, those who have ready reinforcements, who are united and ready to fight with this galaxy's most feared warriors, or those who are divided between living leader and dead martyrs, with damaged ships and confusion reigning?

Then a message was sent to what Pact races they could identify, the AIF, and the Triarian Collective:
We believe the Equestrians to have expired their golden period, and are going to go downhill without outside intervention. But being very stubborn and proud, their leaders will not do so without a fight. We seek to gather many of each of Equestrian race, so that we may preserve them infinitely, as we have with Draconians and other races. Again, they will refuse without being given some type of bargaining tool, though they have not the trustworthiness for any such dealings. Assistance in forcefully pacifying the Equestrian leaders would be appreciated, for any other type of pacifying will not work, as has been shown. We may, like the Equestrians, wish for peace among all, we will not hide our viciousness or brutality if we must go to war to save them. Many times, cutting the head off of the beast is the only way to keep it from rebelling over and over, and to replace that head with one that is more agreeable, one that is more willing to cooperate with others, and become humble, rather than proud.

While this is very unusual, in terms of our tradition, saving a race through war does away with such tradition, in favor of more to-the-point statements and requests. If there is anything you wish to bargain for in return for assistance, speak quickly."

After that message was broadcasted, easily interceptable by the Equestrians, but not blockable, the Corvettes folded away, using a technology that was experimented with by the Draconians, used commonly by the Seeders, and developed right before the encounter, and the Supreme Warships 'ported away, sending out an EMP to fry and irreversibly damage electronics, until replacements can be made and installed, after taking out burned-out, melted wires and circuits.

There was no attempt to hide their destination: The inner area of the Galactic Circle. If the Equestrians moved to it fast enough, they could even reopen the FTL path they took to the galactic center, and pop out right behind them.

Message to the Supremes
"We will not fight the Equestrians, there is no danger to their existence and they are on their way to a better society. Any attacks on them will result in retribution by Federation fleets, do not underestimate us."

Message to the New Lunar Republic
"We are giving you command of the 61st through 501st Abh Assault Fleets, the 27th Dolphin Defense Fleet, the entire Boskop and Ethra'Hirel Combined Starfleet, and the 70th through 901st Human Cooperative 'workhorse' fleets. once your civil war is over, these assets will be put back under our command. until then, may you use them well. Bring honor back to you people!"

Contact
The AIF has officially released a statement saying that they have made contact with a new species, this contact has been recorded as a level 0 anomaly as well. The Alien Captain claims to have been is contact with Admiral Fergus McClain since the Common Sense War, and Fergus claims that she saved the human species. By communicating with him using an as-yet unknown method. Obviously, this is contreverisal, seeing as how people who claimed to have done such things in the 21st century were considered, you know, completely insane.

Message to the Aeternals from Captain Lahnha, S.I.S.A.
"You have never heard of my species before, that is because we just recently contacted the Federation. I am Captain Lahnha of the Shuroh International Space Agency, It may be possible for my people to return your magical abilities, but in a slightly different form. This will require physical contact, but it is possible, and you will have more power potential than before. It would take a bit of getting used to, like breaking in the airbag on a blimp, but in the end it'll work better than before."

Message to the AIF
"Thank you for your support. We shall put a swift end to this war. We would also like to request that you allow the former Pact Nations to host the discussion of a treaty that would form the Union of Space Faring Nations, which I as Luna will make sure does not become Equestrian focused again. We would like you to join, and at this meeting you could voice your opinions on how we should setup the treaty."

Equestrian Civil War
With the sudden massive support of the AIF the NLR managed to broker a peace deal with the two remaining factions. Twilight, after doing some calculations as realized her plans would not work, and has seen that the NLR would be better long term. The WUE would join the NLR, and Twilight would join the Council of Alicorns, which represents the Executive branch of the NLR. The Crystal Collective has had to secede several worlds that are more inclined towards the NLR to the NLR. The war is now over, and with the help of the AIF they have been considered the NLR's greatest allies.

Kepler Alliance
The Kepler Alliance has voted to rejoin the AIF, and has a sent a message regarding this.

Canterlot
A message was sent via Magi-Link and replacements are coming for damaged parts. The AIF forces are helping defend until parts can be restored, and the Equestrians are not going to go attack the Supremes. Its just not worth it.

Virus
An NPSM outbreak has spread from the center of Makudan territories. Strangely enough, most infected individuals survive, but what's worse is that alongside turning into grotesque abominations, they have also developed extra body parts suited for combat such as defensive carapaces and spiked tentacles, and even more is that their mental conditions are slowly becoming more and more aggressive, and has developed hostility to the point that they are actively trying to spread the reproductive NPSM "spores" to other worlds through the usage of FTL engines left in orbit and surface. This explains the loss of contact on some worlds being experienced. Nexen does not care enough to give action, and the other two factions are attempting to obliterate the NPSM abominations.

Return Message - AIF
"Thank you for your cooperation with us. We will follow the steps as told. No further questions shall be asked until we have received and tested the magic."

Message to the Sazkarjhit

As a result of recent Equestrian troubles, we believe it would be beneficial for us to enter an alliance in order to protect both our nations from any threat from the Equestrians and their dangerous ways.

Supreme Request

Now that the Equestrian Civil War is officially over, the Collective is free of it's non-interference agreement and is now permitted to act in violence against the Equestrians once again should it come to it, and has proposed that a Triarian force be sent to work aside the Supremes and pacify the Equestrian leadership through mind control to make them more 'agreeable'

Research and Development, new equipment

Defilers:
Defilers appear as extremely spindly tripods consisting of a thin, cylinder-like body and a much larger crescent-shaped head attached to it. At the base of the Defiler's head is a glowing orb from which the Defiler projects it's irradiated beam, which is designed so that it will burn through inorganic material but not affect organic material, which it will mutate into a slave for the Collective. Attached to the crescent is a horseshoe-shaped structure ending in silver nozzles. These nozzles can release the mutagenic radiation into the surrounding environment, corrupting and mutating organics. The mutagen actually contains nano bots which prevent it from attacking Collective forces

Response message to the Triarian Collective Only- Encrypted
While mind control has its uses, we have decided it would be better to severe Equestrian Princesses, Alicorns, and Archmages from their inferior serving citizems, and replace them with more agreeable, intelligent citizens that are well-respected among the populous. Using mind control can lead to a later revelation of such an action, and would lead to the Equestrians revolting against outside control, permanently, for they would not take kindly to constant leader changes and constant outside intervention, where they might think themselves independent.

Orbit around Outer Equestrian Planet
6 Supreme Warships 'port into orbit, as well as 2200 Corvettes folding in low orbit, just above the planetary shield. As the electronic warfare Corvettes begin blocking any kind of electronic communication, and the presence of Supremes making any kind of magical communication difficult and untrustworthy, the Warships send a message to the planet inhabitants.
Lay down arms, Equestrians, we wish not to harm. We require volunteers so that we can preserve the Equestrian race, even if this universe were to collapse, so that you may live on again, regardless of whether you have died out or gone extinct. We wish not to hurt anyone, and only to save everyone. Your leaders refuse us in pride and stubbornness, and we wish to save them from the evil that plaques their minds, that forces them to act irrationally and independently, when they should be looking for trust and a way to repent for the sins that they have done to many races, both dead and gone, and still kicking. We plead with you to be rational and allow us to preserve your race, so that you may live on, no matter the war or illness that may plaque or wipe them out! We wish to help, not hurt!

Outer Equestrian World
"Luna has committed no sins, nor have our elected officials. They do not refuse you in pride and stubbornness, they refuse you because they do not trust you. We wholeheartedly support them, and will not send volunteers, as no one has volunteered to go with you. If you wish to help preserve our race then gain our trust first. We are rational, but we do not have your trust as of yet."

Military Command, Equiis
"Sir we have lost contact with a outer world."

"Prep a few fleets, and send word to the AIF Admirals in charge and see if we can get them to help investigate as well."

Outer Equestrian World
You have committed sins so deep you will never learn the effects of them, but those sins are not for my race to right. Only the wronged will return and fix what has been done. And there have been sins; no one can trust the Equestrians, for you have lied and oppressed other nations. They may enter your pact willingly, but you own everything, control everything, and give little power to the joined races, besides their own individual power. The Equiis Pact was your sin, and is your sin. Luna kills your other leaders; what makes you think Luna will not kill anyone else who stands in her way? We are the rational ones, and you are not. You wish for peace and harmony, and you destroyed one of the few races that managed it among half this galactic cluster, and several more, which is far more than what you could say. You have sinned, and we will save you from your sins.

After the last message, the Corvettes folded out, and the Warships 'ported away.