"Greetings travelers. This is Harbinger of the Enclave. We regret to inform you that you are entering Enclave controlled airspace. Please remove yourself or be met with great force." The Enclave warning rang thru Trav's communication headset. He scoffed at the idea of being in Enclave airspace. They pretty much "owned" everything above the clouds. Trav sighed, if the Enclave was sending out warnings they were already halfway to attacking. Trav rose above the clouds once more. It was apparent they already knew where he was, no point in trying to hide now. "Once more, you are in Enclave controlled airspace. Cease and desist now or Wonderbolts will be dispatched." ****. No way we could handle the Wonderbolts. No matter how much weaponry we were packing. "We have to deal with them before they deal with us," Trav radioed to Crimson. "I can fly ahead and try to talk to the Enclave," he then added jokingly, "if you think you guys can handle yourselves without me."
Crimson laughed before returning to talk to the transmitter. The Enclave, apparently the last pure race of pegasi in the entire world uncontaminated from the war. Their technology was impressive, but it has only increased slightly since the Last Day. The Brotherhood of Life however, they were potentially a century ahead of their time. Such ignorance was unfound, it seemed Crimson had to teach them a lesson. 'No need. Allow me to handle this" Crimson said over to the radio to Trav. He then looked at the transmitter and began to speak. "Im High Elder Crimson Lionheart of the Brotherhood of Life, founder and leader of the Brotherhood of Life and a member of Project Eternal. I am known as a fair stallion, unless I am pushed. You have just pushed me. We are packing enough weaponry to obliterate every trace of your so-called society. We have soldiers, hell even children which make your Wonderbolts look like pathetic little wannabees, cheap and tacky knock offs of the real thing. Not to mention that we are in the strongest and most advanced airship ever created in all of history and that her main cannon can level an entire city. We are not your enemies unless you push me further or any of my Brotherhood. We are heading to cut the head of the snake that is Eclipse, not you. If your soldiers are sent, or even touch the Goddess of Intervention, you will be eradicated to the last man. Go ahead, attack us. I dare you....." The transmitter and everybody in the room stood silent for several moments. If the Enclave chose to attack, it would be their end in a swift extermination. If they let them pass, they can continue their existence as long as the ones on the surface could live their lives.
Bryz whispers to crimson in the silence asking,"what are the enclave?", trying her best not to shock him
Trav was worried. Crimson is a shoot first ask questions later kinda pony, and unfortunately so is the Enclave. "Crimson we can't just level their cities. The Enclave is bad, but not every pegasi up here is part of the Enclave," Trav figured that Crimson knew all about the Enclave but some of the earth bound ponies don't always know all the facts. "The Enclave is their military/government. Plus, not everypony knows what its like down on the ground. Their are fed the lies of the Enclave." "You dare threaten the Enclave?! I will NOT ask again! Return to below the clouds or we will consider it an act of war!" Trav shook head. This was not going to end well at all. He worried for all the pegasi. The Enclave was bad, there was no doubt about that, but he knew that not every pegasi was that way. He had met a Dashi.te years ago that explained the world above the clouds to him. The Enclave was their government and military. The pegasi elected leaders, but you had to serve in the Enclave to be elected a leader. It all seemed like an extremely biased system, but I guess that's why some choose to leave. That, and the fact that the Enclave told all their citizens that everypony on the ground was "not ready for pegasi assistance". "Plus," Trav thought he should add, "if your ship there is powered by clouds. The Wonderbolts can drop you like a sack of potatoes."
"Our ship is powered by several energy reactors. They won’t even come close to the ship, I assure you that.” Crimson said. “We will only target their military if they threaten to attack us. We don’t attack civilians, we are not savages.” He continued as he looked at the monitor again. “This will be your last warning as well. We outnumber you by ten to one, we are centuries ahead of you technologically, vastly more disciplined than you and yet, you want to threaten us with war? I will not ask you again, we only wish to travel past your territory. We will not attack you. If you can get this through your thick skull for at least a second, you will believe our situation.” Crimson continued. He was getting worried alongside the Eternals. The Eclipse made the Enclave look like fools and that where their situation was. If it did escalate to all out war with the Enclave, it would not even last a day. “Crimson, I don’t think they are going to listen. Shall we send the other ships?” Dusk said. Crimson nodded as several smaller ships than the G.O.I arrived, but were still of an impressive size, slightly larger than the Enclave’s largest carriers. “Don’t be a fool. Common sense will tell you not to attack us, and yet you don’t listen. If you want to declare war, then send every ship, every soldier and every carrier in your disposal. We will still humiliate you.” Said Jackpot, the Brotherhoods and Eternals ‘Diplomat.’ While she was talking, the shields of the G.O.I were being raised and her weapons were being aimed alongside the other ships. “Your move. Let us past or we will end you your existence as a Wasteland superpower.” Sandstorm said.
"This will be your last chance, we will not extend our cooperation with you further. Allow us to pass with no harm or be destroyed. This is not hard to understand." Jackpot said.
Trav waited worried the Enclave would act rash as they normally do. "We have decided to allow to you to pass. Do not interfere with any of our of our pegasi. The Enclave does not want the minds of our precious citizens poisoned." Trav exhaled. This is the first time that he has known the Enclave to act rationally in anyway shape or form. Either that proves that the group he was travelling with was to be feared, or perhaps there is more going on elsewhere that he isn't aware of. "Well at least they came to their senses," Trav radioed to Crimson. "After this we should really pay them a visit. I'm sure they could be useful allies in this crazy wasteland."
