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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:20:25 GMT -5
Troy climbed into the bomber that he was going to be using for the battle. It was a ship that he really did not like to fly but he would do this time. He would be flying down with Bri and one shuttle. They would be responsible for beginning to set up the base camp which they would probably be at for about a couple of days. It had been determined not to rush this part of the operation. If more supplies were needed another shuttle would be dispatched.
"Core command to Blue one launch when ready," Troy heard Renee's voice say over the intercom.
Troy took a breath and released it in anticipation of the launch. He then pressed the button and felt the G-forces tug at his body. It was not quite as powerful as the viper but more than a shuttle launch. Once in space he was quickly joined by Bri and the shuttle. The most dangerous part of the journey was about to begin.
They were using the gas giant as a shield to approach the planet. They would have to wait until the Cylon forces disappeared behind the planet to make the approach to the planet's surface. The air was breathable but thin so they would have to work slowly on the planet's surface to avoid exhaustion. They had picked a predetermined spot on the planet to land.
The flight from the gas giant to the other planet was done on turbos to get there as quickly as possible. Troy had wondered why Ares just didn't send the entire squadron in one flight, but a large group of Colonial craft might be easier to pick up on then a few fighters. They quickly landed on the planet and powered down their fighters just in case. They would also have the scanners on to make sure that nothing else happened to the Cylon forces.
The small group began to set up the camp as quickly and carefully as they could. There were extra oxygen supplies just in case anyone strained themselves in the thin atmosphere. They were joined a while later by another two fighters and shuttle. They were spacing the groups between the orbits of the Cylon forces and had to be quick about it all.
Troy figured that it would not be long until his entire squadron was down on the planet's surface. Then the attack would begin.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:20:54 GMT -5
The Battlestar Argo slowly made its way to the gas giant. Ares was hoping to use the planet to shield the approach and get even closer. The closer he got without detection by the Cylons the better chance he had of firing the first shot. That would help out greatly with the battle that was about to take place. Ares knew that he could not underestimate the Cylons but he hoped that most of his group made it back safely.
The one command that he hoped he did not have to give was the one to send the signal to fleet command. From what he had heard everything had been quiet lately. That did not seem good to Ares. He had the feeling that whatever the Cylons had planned with this station would happen soon.
The attack he had planned though was about to happen in the next few moments. He glanced down at the clock to notice that the attack would begin in the next few centons.
"Battle stations," Ares said as the ship went into full alert.
The bridge was bathed in a red light as crew members scrambled to their stations. This was the moment of truth that they all were waiting for.
"Anything from the Cylon forces," Ares said.
"No real activity that we can see yet," Renee replied as she watched her screen. Red squad was ready for launch and they were just waiting for green squad to begin their mission.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:21:59 GMT -5
Troy sat in the bomber's thingypit watching the time. The clock was ticking down and he could feel the adrenalin rushing though his body like it always did when he was about to enter a fight. A sudden beep noise made him jump even though he was expecting it.
"Green squad, move out," he said as he pushed the turbo button on the bomber. He and six others were to attack the basestar. They each had a different bay that they would be attacking. The vipers would be attacking the gun emplacements on the basestar hopefully before any raiders could be launched.
Troy watched as Martin lined up on his wing. He briefly felt bad about what was going to happen but had to push that thought out of his mind. He glanced at his scanner and noticed that the Cylon forces were right above them decreasing the time that the Cylons had to launch their fighters.
"All groups break in and attack," Troy said as he and Martin turned a bit and lined up their shots. They were still flying as fast as they could closing the distance to the basestar.
Everyone was amazed that the Cylons still had yet to open fire on them. The thought was just in Troy's mind when the basestar opened fire on them. The explosions rocked the bomber a bit as the Cylons were trying to destroy the Colonial forces.
Troy concentrated on his approach and lined it up. He then saw the door to the hanger open. That was both a blessing and a curse. It meant that the raiders would be launching but it also meant that he had a clean shot inside.
Troy pushed his thumb down on the fire button and several large heavy laser shots pulsed from his bomber to impact in the hanger. He could see explosions inside and hoped that several Cylons raiders had been destroyed.
The vipers had already been in and out destroying gun emplacements while Troy and the other bombers lined up their missiles. He pushed the button for the missile and felt the difference as the missile left the ship. He had to turn but took a few shots at the hull of the basestar as he turned away. He knew that it probably would not inflict much damage but a little bit was better than nothing.
Two missiles were destroyed defensive fire; a few others hit the hull and caused damage but did not destroy the hanger. Three hit the hangers causing massive damage inside the basestar. The station was hit harder by the three bombers. They did not miss their targets as all three hit a hanger.
Cylon raiders were now starting to come out of the basestar as the hangers on the station had been destroyed. The bomber squad had maid their run and now was on the way back to the Argo which was making a fast dash into the battle. They passed red squad on the way into battle. That was when Troy heard it.
"Turn Martin, you have one on your tail," Nall's voice said.
"Frack," Martin replied as he jinxed his bomber around hoping to avoid the Cylon raider. He made a turn and felt his ship get hit. It was a critical hit but damaging anyways. "I'm hit."
"I'm on it," Nall said as he lined up the attacking raider. He fired once and destroyed the Cylon raider. "You’re clear Martin."
"Thanks, I think," Martin's voice said but did not sound that convincing.
"What's wrong," Nall replied concerned.
"I can't turn it," Martin said.
Troy quickly made his way to the Argo's landing bay wishing that he could not hear the conversation but knowing that he had to anyways. This was what he was dreading since he had seen the vision of Martin. His path was now different from the rest of them.
He quickly got out of the bomber and headed to his viper. It was already fueled and ready to go. The flight crew handed him his helmet as he jumped into the viper. He was quickly given permission to launch. He felt the force of the launch push him into his seat as he went to join the ongoing battle.
The Argo and basestar were now hammering away at each other but it was obvious that the basestar was losing. The Argo was doing more damage then the basestar was. Then he saw the large anti-ship missiles launch. They streaked towards the basestar as he lined up a raider and destroyed it. The basestar exploded in a mass of light and debris leaving just the station left. There were not many raiders that had managed to launch in the attack. The Colonials outnumbered the raiders which was good for them.
The Argo then lined up the station which did not seem to have much armament on it, or the damage to it was already severe. A few more missiles were launched which destroyed the station.
Now all that was left was the destruction of the raiders and the attack was over. It was a mop up operation and Troy let his thoughts drift over to what Nall and Bri were doing. He turned his viper to go and catch up with the three of them.
Martin was still unable to turn his bomber. Troy looked at the damage to the ship and noticed that there appeared no way to repair the ship.
"Can you turn off your engines," Bri asked having tried everything else.
"Already tried, the circuit seems to be fried," Martin replied.
"Nall, Bri, how is your fuel," Troy said. They replied that it was fine. "Scout on up ahead and see if there are any hospitable planets."
Bri hit her thrusters and went on ahead of the group. She used her long range scanners to see if there was anything. It took a bit but she replied back that on the edge of the scanners there appeared to be a system that Martin was approaching that he might find a planet to land on. It was at the edge of the scanner but well within the range of the bomber, but not the viper.
"All right, you two head on back to the Argo, that's an order," Troy said. There was a bit of protesting but the two pilots finally backed down. The wished Martin good luck and promised to send a rescue mission. Once they were gone Troy knew that he had to tell Martin.
"What do you think, honestly," Martin replied. "I'm going to drift forever in space right."
"No, but there won't be a rescue mission Martin. Your path from here on out is different than the rest of us. You have a mission already my friend," Troy replied.
"A mission," Martin asked not sure he understood.
"I don't know it all yet but if we rescue you then we risk changing future events. I just know you will help out a lost warrior, but I don't know much else," Troy replied.
"I don't die alone in space," Martin asked.
"That I did not see. It was a planet with people. Beyond that it did not tell me," Troy said.
"You’re a gifted," Martin asked.
"Yes," Troy replied knowing that he did not have to hide anything.
"That makes me feel better. Do me a favor though," Martin said. "Tell Nall and Bri for me."
"I will," Troy replied. "Take care friend," he said then banked his viper away from Martin and headed back to the Argo.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:23:25 GMT -5
Ares was listening to Bri and Nall as they were planning a rescue mission for Martin. He was about to give it the go ahead when Troy walked into the room. From the look on his face Ares knew that something was up.
"You wanted to know when I had a vision," Troy said to Ares who nodded his head. "Well I had one of Martin some time ago. We can't go to rescue him."
"What," Bri about exploded as she turned to face him. "You better explain and what do you mean by vision?"
"He's gifted," Ares said calmly. "Now what do you mean."
"Martin is destined to another fate," Troy said. "If we rescue him we doom another which would have grave consequences for everyone."
"I see," Ares replied.
"You're dooming him to die in space," Bri said as she turned and walked out the door without looking back.
"He lands on a planet but his bomber will be pretty much wreaked. He helps another who I feel is important to our survival. I do know that Martin will not be alone," Troy said.
"I once had a gifted person tell me that I would go on a long journey that would take me away from the colonies for many yehrens. I didn't believe him until now," Nall said. "I believe you and don't worry about Bri. Once she calms down and thinks about it she'll be your friend again."
"I hope so," Troy said.
"She will," Nall said. "Come on; let's go toast a friend to a new path."
Ares watched as the two walked out. He wondered about Nall and his apparent calmness about everything. He was actually glad he did not have to authorize the rescue mission. The ships would have been stretched for fuel as it was and there was only about a fifty percent chance they would return. He could have turned the Argo around but that would be on a path closer to the colonies and perhaps even the Cylons. The Delphian Empire was not far away and they were at war with the Cylons as well. He would trust in Troy's vision this time.
"Helm set in a course for the next system and have damage reports sent to my office," Ares said then turned and walked out.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:23:57 GMT -5
Martin groaned as he fought to remember what had happened. The crash must have been worse then he thought. The planet seemed to be right in front of him and he had no control over the flight path as he went straight into the planet.
"There there, take it easy," he heard a female voice say. He was able to open his eyes and say a beautiful woman looking into his eyes. She had blonde hair and he could see another blond man standing behind her.
"Looks like you are lucky to be alive," the man said. "I'm Bootees and this is my sister Vella."
"Martin," he replied knowing that he would not be alone.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:26:28 GMT -5
Ghost Ship
Troy made his way down the hallway towards the pilot's ready room where many of the pilots spent their time when they were off duty. He noticed Nall and Bri were in the room and wondered if he would be welcome there. Bri had still not come around yet. Nall was right when he said she could be mad but he had yet to see her calm down yet.
Nall motioned him over to which he tentatively walked over. Bri avoided eye contact with him which he had expected.
"Nall, Bri," Troy said as he sat down at the table and ordered a drink.
"Hey Troy," Nall said gaining his attention. "Did Martin know about your vision?"
"Yes," Troy replied. "I told him what I could about it just before we parted ways for the last time."
"What did he say," Nall asked wanting to know what his friend had thought of such a thing.
"He said something to the effect that he was glad that he would not die alone. We might even be able to pick him up on the way back once the mission is done," Troy said.
"I still don't see why we couldn't have gone on the rescue mission," Bri said.
"Two reasons," Troy said. "One is that it was out of any ships range and the second it is his fate. If we take him off his path it could have tragic results for a lot of people."
"I still don't like it," Bri said from where she sat. She reminded Troy of a pouting child, a cute pouting child.
"I think one day we might know what really happened," Troy said. There was a feeling that they would be back one day.
"I hope so," Nall said. "I hate not knowing what is going to happen."
"That's ‘cause you keep using the same plan over and over again with your women," Bri replied.
"Ha-ha, well at least they like it," Nall replied with a waggle of his eyebrows.
"I'm surprised that you haven't tried getting into the women's showers by mistake," Bri said shaking her head. Nall remained quiet as Bri turned to look at him. "By Kobal, you have. Just tell me that I wasn't in there at the time."
As an answer Nall just grinned and looked Bri up and down with a grin on his face. Bri's head dropped to the table as she groaned.
"Did anyone see you," Bri mumbled from the table top.
"Not yet," Nall finally replied before beginning to laugh.
"Great, now I'll be paranoid next time I take a shower. And no I'm not going to tell you that I am taking a shower," Bri said as she sat back up giving Nall a sharp look.
"Ohh, I'm scared," Nall said with a smile on his face again.
"Remember the steam burn," she said with a grin watching as Nall lost his grin.
"Steam burn," Troy asked with a questioning look on his face.
"He was going out with the flight controller at the time and decided to play around with another crewmember. Now everyone knows that during off times one of the best places is the launch tubes," Bri explained.
"Oh no," Troy said almost wincing with Nall.
"Yeah, and someone opened her mouth telling everyone what I was doing," Nall said.
"I just told one person," Bri replied gaining an innocent look on her face.
"Yeah, only Vanessa’s best friend," Nall said.
"That was only because I couldn't find Vanessa," Bri said with a smile.
"Troy, if you date anyone, make sure it isn't the flight controller," Nall said very seriously to which he began to laugh.
"All right I won't," Troy said.
They would have done more but the ship went to red alert at that moment. Everyone glanced at each other wondering what was going on. They raced to their ships just in case there was something wrong. It could just be a drill but usually squad leaders were told a little bit in advance about such things.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:27:34 GMT -5
Ares quickly ran to the bridge to see what was going on. He had been reading over the reports of the repairs to the Argo since the last battle. Most of the damage had been repaired already. Now with the alarm he hoped that they had not stumbled across even more Cylons.
"What's wrong colonel," Ares asked once he got onto the bridge.
"We've lost contact with patrol three," Pratt replied. "We lost them about ten centons ago and have yet to hear anything from them."
"Any contacts on the long range scanners," Ares asked not sure what was out there.
"Nothing that we can see. We might also be just too far away for the scanners to pick it up if the ship is small enough," Pratt said.
"Send six vipers to patrol the area. I want constant radio communication with them at all times," Ares said.
The crew went to work as six vipers were launched to the area where patrol three went missing. This was a mystery that needed to be uncovered fast. The six were part of green squad which made Ares feel a bit better. They should be able to uncover what was going on.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:28:12 GMT -5
"Green leader, you and five of you squad are to head to patrol three's last reported position and scan the area. The patrol has gone missing," Renee said over the intercom to Troy. This was a bit more serious then he had thought. He had really been hoping for a drill and not the real thing.
"Roger core command," Troy replied. As Renee named off who was going to be with him. Bri and Nall were named along with three others. This was going to be the first flight since the attack had happened. They also were not near any planets at the moment so this was a mystery to everyone.
The six vipers launched and formed up quickly near the Argo. They then turned their vipers to the last known location that the patrol had been at. They flew out there while keeping in constant communications with the Argo. The group was on high alert as they neared the area that patrol three had disappeared from.
"Anyone see anything on their scanners," Troy asked receiving several no's as a reply. There was not even a hint at debris or anything else that might indicate what had happened with the patrol.
"Core command we still have nothing on our scanners," Troy said.
"Understood green leader," Renee replied to his report.
"This is getting creepy," Bri said more to herself than anyone else but she had said it over the intercom for everyone to hear. Troy had to agree with her on this one though. There was a lot of different things that could happen out here but he did not see anything. There really was nothing out there that the scanners could read.
"Green six to green leader," one of the pilots said interrupting Troy from his thoughts.
"Go ahead," Troy said.
"I'm picking up a mysterious signal coming from just up ahead of me," green six said.
"Green leader to core command we are receiving some mysterious signals. I'm going to try and have the signal boosted and sent back to you," Troy said.
"Roger green leader," Renee said.
"Green six, can you boost the signal and send it to the Argo," Troy asked.
"I'll try," the reply came.
"Green two and three you're with me the rest wait here and keep a lock on our signals. Keep the Argo informed as to what it going on," Troy said.
"Understood green leader," everyone said.
Bri and Nall formed up on Troy as the others stayed with green six. The three vipers started to pick up the signal as they tried to home in on the signal. There was still nothing on their scanners to indicate where or what was producing the signal. The warbook was not able to identify the signal and he was a bit glad that it did not seem to be Cylon in origin.
Suddenly Nall let out a shout over the radio as his viper made a sudden turn. It was almost a one hundred and eighty degree turn prompting Troy and Bri to turn as well and go back over to him.
"Nall, what happened," Troy asked concerned about what he had just done.
"There's a ship there," Nall replied. "It doesn't show up until you're almost on top of it. I came real close to hitting it."
Troy thought that it was interesting. If it really was a ship then it had some sort of advanced stealth technology that he had never seen before. There was not any threat against them yet and he still could not see the ship. But if it was black and a bit reflective then he may not see it until he was almost on top of it as well.
"Green leader to green six come in," Troy said over the intercom. He waited a few seconds before receiving no response. "Nall, head out there and see if they are still there then get back here to help us figure out this ship."
Nall turned his viper back towards the Argo and with in a few moments had established contact with green six and told them what had happened. He then turned around and headed back to where Bri and Troy were.
Troy had figured out that they would glide very slowly towards the ship to see if they could see it. If they could see it then they might be able to find a landing area on the ship and figure out what it was. He had already tried to hail the ship but had been met with only silence.
It took a few tense moments before Nall finally was able to see the ship again. As he got closer he was able to see a bit of the detail of the ship. He could detect no real threat to anything or any weapon emplacements on the ship. The more he looked at the ship the more interesting it got.
"See anything," Bri asked him as they watched where he was.
"Yeah, I'm right at the ship now," Nall replied. "I think that it it easily as big as the Argo is."
"Any weapons," Troy asked hoping that the answer would be no.
"None that I can see, but nothing conclusive," Nall replied.
"Do you see anything that we could use as an entrance," Troy asked as he and Bri slowly made their way closer to where Nall's viper was.
"There may be but we'll have to investigate it a bit more," Nall replied.
"Be careful, we're moving up to where you are," Troy said as they began to get closer to where he was.
It was not very long until the ship came into view. It had a very dark reflective surface on it that made it very hard to see in space. What was blocking it from the scanners was something else. Troy decided that they would take a bit of time and look around to see if they could find a way in or not.
The signal was still coming through and was much stronger now. The computers were still not able to decipher the code that it was using. Troy had no idea what the signal was saying. It could be a stay away message or one for help.
"Over here," Bri suddenly called out. "I think I've found a way in."
"Here's the plan," Troy said as he thought about it. "Nall and I will head into the ship. Bri, I want you to head back to where the others are waiting and tell them and core command what it happening."
The two of them made their way over to where Bri had been. There was an opening in the ship that looked like a hanger. Troy decided to move slowly ahead in case there was a shield covering the hanger. He slowly made his way into the ship and was thankful when his viper touched down on the surface of the hanger. Nall joined him a moment later.
Glancing around they noticed the missing vipers also on the hanger deck. That meant that patrol three was on board the ship. The question now was how had they made it on board. Were they a prisoner or guest or like them stumbled across the ship and went to investigate it.
"Atmosphere readings are normal," Troy said as he looked at the scanner.
"What do you say to looking around a bit," Nall asked.
"Let's do it and maybe we'll find patrol three," Troy replied.
The two plots got out of the ships making their way over to where the other two vipers were. There was no signs if damage to them and nothing that would indicate that the pilots had encountered trouble. There also was only a bare minimal amount of light on board.
"Looks like the power is low or being conserved," Nall said as he glanced around the hanger. Troy nodded his head in agreement.
"Let's go explore," Troy said.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:28:47 GMT -5
Ares waited as patiently as he could for information to come in. The latest he had heard was they had found a ship in the patrol area. Ares knew that it was not a Colonial or Cylon ship. Nothing they had could cloak that well as what was being described. But if they could find out it would make a huge difference in the war against the Cylons.
Pushing those thoughts aside he turned back to the scanners. They still had a lock on three of the vipers. But the closer the vipers got to the ship the more they disappeared. There must be some sort of damping field that the ship generates to create such an effect.
"Sir, we're getting a report from green squad," Renee said turning to gain the commander's attention.
"Put it through," Ares said. "What have you found?"
"There is a ship, probably about as big as a battlestar. It doesn't look to be a military ship but its cloaking abilities are quiet tremendous," Ares heard Bri reply. "We found a way in and Troy and Nall are headed inside to see if they can find anything inside."
"Very well," Ares said. "Have a new patrol formed up ready to relieve green squad when their fuel begins to run low. I want to keep a group as close to this ship as possible while still keeping radio and scanner contact with them."
"Yes sir," Pratt replied as he went to carry out the orders.
Ares wanted to make sure that they had as much warning as possible if the ship turned hostile. It disturbed him that they were not able to pick it up on the scanners. If the ship was hostile then it would be a huge advantage for whoever it was.
The one thing that he did not like was the face that they were not able to communicate with the ship. There was a communications coming from the ship but it was nothing that Weaver had ever seen before. Now he had to wait to see what happened inside the ship. He could only hope that Troy and Nall did not do anything to insult the aliens of the ship.
Troy he really was not to concerned about. Nall had the ability to cause a problem but when he was on duty the man was usually a true professional. Then there was also the question of what had happened to patrol three. Had they run into the ship and been destroyed. Bri had not mentioned anything about that yet. Either they were on board the ship, or where the scanners were being blocked. Unfortunately now all he could do was wait until he heard something from them.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:29:43 GMT -5
Troy and Nall had made their way down the corridor but had so far seen or heard nothing. There was not even any indication of patrol three. Troy had hoped tha they would have been able to pick up on the trail of the patrol but there was nothing to indicate which way they might have gone.
"Do you remembered where we parked," Nall suddenly asked as they made another turn.
Troy looked at the corridor and realized that they all looked alike. "Uh, that way," he replied vaguely pointing in a direction.
"That's what I thought," Nall replied. He was not sure about anything either and realized how easy it was to become lost in this ship.
"I figure that patrol three is probably going to be as lost as we are," Troy said as they continued to walk.
"Let's try inside one of these rooms. Maybe we can find something out," Nall said.
Troy agreed and at the next closed door they tried to open it. He looked around for anything that might be a way to open the door that they could recognize. There was little around the door except for a flat piece of metal. With a shrug Nall pushed against it. The panel gave a bit and the door opened.
"Well, I guess that's how they open these doors then," Nall said as he glanced inside the room. Troy followed right behind him with his hand on his blaster. He hoped that he would not have a reason to use it.
"Interesting décor," Troy said as they glanced around. It appeared to be someone's quarters. What was surprising was the lack of dust on everything. It was almost as if somone was still here.
"Let's try another room and see if it’s the same," Nall said as they used the panel to open the door.
After the next three rooms which were all decorated the same and all dust free they began to wonder about the ship being deserted. They made their way down another corridor when they could hear faint footsteps. Nall and Troy looked at each other and cautiously approached where the sounds were coming from. It did not take long before two figures turned the corner right into them.
Four weapons were quickly drawn in reflex to each other before recognition set in. Troy lowered his blaster while shaking his head.
"Frack Gunther," Troy said. "Scare us all the way back to the Colonies why don't you."
"I could say the same for you," Gunther replied. "What are you doing here?"
"You two disappeared and we were sent to investigate," Troy replied. "We came across this ship and found a way in just like you did."
"Yeah, in fact we're parked next to you," Nall said.
"Then you know the way back," Gunther replied.
"Ah, not really. We were kinda hoping that you did," Troy said having to admit that he really did not know where he was.
That makes all of then," Gunther said. "We got a bit lost."
"But I think things are beginning to get a bit more familiar," his partner replied. "See these symbols," he said pointing to the wall. "Each corridor's is a bit different. A bit like the markings on board the Argo."
"But we can't read that language," Nall said.
"True, but we can see if we've seen them before and hopefully avoid going in circles," Troy said. "It’s an idea."
"Have you come across anyone," Gunther asked.
"Nope," Troy replied knowing that the other two had not either. "We did go inside a few rooms. Everything is very clean, neat and ordered."
"Like the crew is still here," Gunther replied.
"Right," Troy said. "I guess maybe we should look around some more then," Nall said. "Perhaps we can find our way back as well."
"Sounds good to me," Gunther said.
They continued to walk around for a few more moments when they came to a door that they had not seen yet. It had writing on it and looked to be important. Deciding to head inside the door opened revealing a large room. Inside were all types of equipment that they had never seen before. Along one side of the wall was a huge screen. Nall cautiously walked over to that side of the room while the others spread out in different directions.
"Identify," a voice said causing all of them to spin around looking for what might have said something. Looking around they still were not able to find anything that might be the source of the voice when it said it again.
"Where is that coming from," Gunther asked as they continued to look around.
"Name not found, identify," the voice said again.
"Computer," Nall said snapping his fingers.
As he said the word the screen along the wall came to life. There were marking all along the screen that none of them could read.
"User identify," the computer asked. The four men looked at each other with a shrug of their shoulders. They really did not know what they should do.
"Lieutenant Nall of the Battlestar Argo," Nall finally said as he stepped closer to the wall.
"Lieutenant Nall of the Battlestar Argo, user name not found do you wish to create a user I’D," the computer asked. Again the group looked at Nall who was looking at the group. Troy motioned with his hand for Nall to continue going while he motioned for the others to remain quiet.
"Yes," Nall said.
"Homeworld," the computer asked which Nall replied. The computer then asked a few more questions which seemed to get more detailed about where he was from than anything else.
"User I’D created, Welcome Lieutenant Nall of the Battlestar Argo," the computer said. "Access to general systems granted."
"That does us a lot of good," Gunther said. "We can't even read it."
"Don't be so sure," his partner said as they watched the screen. It changed from unreadable words to words that they could read.
"This is freaky," Troy said as they began to read.
They realized it was a history of the people. They were leaving their homeworld for good as their sun no longer could support life on the planet. They were making a voyage to a far off planet on the other side of the universe. They knew about the war of the Colonials and Cylons. Troy realized that the history was quite old as it mentioned nothing about basestars and battlestars. The heaviest class of ships were guncruisers which had not been a main ship in almost seven hundred yehrens.
While on the voyage there had been a problem with the engines on the ship. They failed leaving the ship drifting in space with no help. It was moving so slowly that it would be hundreds of yehrens before it made it to a habitable world.
"That's interesting," Nall said as he finished reading.
Troy glanced at Nall who pointed at the bottom of the screen. There on the bottom was what happened to everyone on the ship. They had gone into an electronic stasis. An entire population was being stored in the ships computers until the day that a planet came into range of the ship or help came aboard.
"Can we fix it," Troy said glancing at Nall.
"I don't know," Nall said as the screen switched to the damage to the engines.
It amazed Troy that for such an advanced ship the engines were so simple. They had the parts on board the Argo.
"We can fix it," Troy said. "Let's see if we can get a blueprint of the ship so we can head back and get help."
A video grid appeared displaying the interior of the ship, where they were and where their fighters were along with a path. That helped out a lot.
"I'll stay here and see what else I can learn," Nall said to the others. We might need someone here to help out."
"Right," Troy said. Gunther decided to stay as well and see if he could find the engine room so when the repair crew came aboard he could show them the way easily.
"Let's go," Troy said to the other one. They moved out of the room easily and Troy was amazed to see the writing on the wall now in Colonial writing helping them out. They found their fighters quickly with the help of the map.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:30:28 GMT -5
Ares was summoned over to where Renee was. The squad was heading back to the fleet minus two vipers which stayed in position so they could locate the ship. Captain Troy was asking to talk with the commander as well.
"What did you find out captain," Ares asked.
"It’s a colony ship," Troy said. "A group of aliens was heading across the universe to leave their dying planet behind when they ran into trouble. We can fix their engines sir."
Ares thought about that for a few microns. He was not sure if this was the wisest decision but he wished to help out others. Troy told him the rest about what had happened to the crew and people on the ship. That seemed to make up Ares' mind. He told Troy that a repair team would be waiting for him in the landing bay. He then went to the landing bay himself as he told Pratt that he was going as well. Pratt was not sure about that but allowed him to leave.
Troy was shocked when Ares insisted on coming along. The flight back to the ship was quick as they landed on the ship. Ares went to the computer station where Nall was as the repair team went to the engine room.
Ares was given updates by the repair crew and they had to work for a few moments to create an adaptor to fit the alien ship. It was not long before the engines were ready to be tested again. They asked the computer to start the engine.
Power flowed throughout the ship as lights came on to full brightness making it to where they could turn off the lamps they had brought with them. In the corner of the room in what looked like a open shower a humanoid figure appeared. It was similar but a bit taller and thinner. The neck was about twice as long as a humans and the face appeared to have been stretched.
Another one appeared shortly after that one and they approached the small group. It glanced at the screen and then back at the men.
"You helped us," it said in a high pitched voice.
"It seemed like the right thing to do," Ares replied taking a step forward so they knew he was in charge.
"You are human yes," it said. "From the Colonies."
"Correct," Ares answered wondering what would happen now.
"How long," the other alien asked.
"About seven hundred yehrens," Nall replied.
"War," the first on asked.
"Unfortunately yes, we are still at war with the Cylons," Ares replied knowing that they knew about that war.
"I see, then we must continue our journey," the first on said.
Ares realized that this was going to be the end of the conversation and motioned for his men to leave. He too was about to walk out when he thought of one more thing.
"You will be able to bring everyone back," Ares asked.
The one that had moved over to the computer replied that they would then went back to work.
"One last thing, have you heard of a human planet called Earth," Ares asked wondering if they would be able to help them out.
"I'm sorry, but we have not. The galaxy is a large and strange place even for travelers such as ourselves," the first one said. "Now we must part ways."
Ares nodded his head and left the room.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:31:10 GMT -5
Nall was relaxing in the lounge with Bri and Troy when Ares walked in and sat down with them.
"I can't believe it, we help them out and they tell us to leave," Nall said not sure he understood them.
"Perhaps it is for the best," Ares said.
"Yeah, best for them," Nall said.
"I'm sure they have their rules and reasons just as much as we do," Ares replied. "Besides, we did learn one thing."
"What," Nall asked.
"They didn't know where Earth was either," Ares said.
"That would have been helpful," Troy said.
"Well we continue on our mission then," Bri said.
Renee was sitting at her computer watching as a one of the patrols launched when she thougth she saw something strange on her computer. A quick flash then it was gone.
Quickly checking everything and noticing that everything was fine she shrugged it off and went back to work.
Hidden deep inside the Argo's computer a file lay hidden. It had a mission and would wait until it was time.
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Post by ajmarks on Feb 27, 2009 18:32:19 GMT -5
The Alliance
Ares walked along the bridge of the Argo as he watched the crew go about their normal routines. So far the news from home had indicated that the encounter with the Cylons that they had interfered with a major offensive by the Cylons. The Battlestar Prometheus had been destroyed but the warriors had inflicted heavy damage on the Cylons.
Ares figured that the Cylon force that they had destroyed was probably part of that offensive push. It had been beaten back and now thing back at the Colonies had settled down a bit. He briefly wondered what would have happened had the Argo been part of the battle fleet and not encountered the Cylon forces. Would one battlestar make a difference in the fight?
With those thoughts Ares knew that the only way to defeat the Cylons was a larger fleet. That was something that the council of the twelve seemed not to what to do. They were satisfied with the seven battlestars that they had right now. He wondered how the funding for the Argo had happened. There were several in the military that wanted construction of new classes of battlestars. Some of the ships were hundreds of yehrens old like the Galactica. She was over five hundred yehrens old already. Some of the newer battlestars were already one hundred yehrens old.
"Commander, we're receiving a contact on the long range scanners," Renee said as Ares turned and walked over to his scanner. There on the edge of the scanner were two blips on the screen. "Who's on ready patrol," he asked.
"Lieutenant Nall and his new wingmate Jax," Renee replied.
Ares nodded his head knowing that Jax was one of the replacement pilots that was on board to replace loses that the Argo might encounter. "Have them head out and investigate the contacts with caution," Ares said.
"Yes sir," Renee replied relaying the orders to the two waiting pilots. Within a few moments the two vipers had been launched. Ares hoped that he had an answer soon to his questions.
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Post by ajmarks on Mar 3, 2009 14:41:05 GMT -5
Nall approached the strange ship which he had never seen before. It had a long triangle shape to it. It hull was painted black but was easily seen unlike the other ship they had encountered earlier. This one had a more military look to it for sure but the warbook was not able to identify it.
The two followed the ship as it headed toward a planet. It seemed to be a planet that looked like it was able to sustain life. There were no other ships of other signs of orbital station around the planet as they watched the ship land on the planet's surface.
"What do you think lieutenant," Jax asked over the intercom.
"I thinking we should check it out and see what's going on," Nall said. "We might be able to find out something."
"Lead on," Jax said as she followed Nall's viper on down to the planet's surface. Once on the ground they checked the planet's atmosphere to make sure that it was compatible to their own.
"Watch out, the air is thinner here so you won't want to over do it," Nall said.
"I copy," Jax said as they got out of their vipers and looked around. Everything seemed to be normal to them from what they could see. It was like being back on the colonies.
The two of them slowly made their way towards where they had seen the larger ship land. They were on the look out for anything as they were sure that they had been spotted. If they had no then the people here were not as advanced as they thought.
Nall walked to the top of the hill to see if there was anything that he could see. So far they had not found anything and he was a bit reluctant to go much further for fear of losing where their vipers were. He could see the top of a ship in a large clearing where on the other side a couple of buildings were. This must have been the ship that they were following. Now all they had to do was approach it and find out who they were. He quickly motioned to Jax to come on up.
"Is that it," she asked once she had reached the point where Nall was.
"I think so," Nall replied. "It does look about the same."
"Now what," Jax asked.
Nall thought it over for a few seconds before finally coming up with a small plan. They needed information about everything that was on the planet to see if this was perhaps Earth or maybe a colony of Earth. He quickly explained what he wanted to do and they headed back to their fighters.
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Post by ajmarks on Mar 3, 2009 14:42:01 GMT -5
"Commander, Lieutenant Nall and Jax have landed on a planet just on the edge of our long range scanners," Renee said to Ares and Pratt who were standing on the command platform of the bridge.
"Good, lay in a course to the planet but at a slow speed. We need to know what we are up against," Ares said.
"Understood commander," she replied as the helm officer plotted the course to the planet a t a slow speed.
"What do you think," Pratt asked him.
"I don't know. We could be on the edge of Earth space, but I just don't know," Ares said. "We're going to have to wait until Nall and Jax return from their mission."
"I had a feeling that you were going to say that," Pratt said. "And what if its something else, or even a hostile force?"
"Then we'll cross that daggit when we get to it and not before," Are said. "I don't plan on being the hostile one here but if they start a fight I'll finish it."
"I know you will," Pratt replied. He had gone over Ares record and was impress with the man's potential and ability to command. He could understand why he had been chosen for the command.
The battlestar Argo slowly turned towards the planet unaware of the chaos that it was causing.
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