Disclaimer: This is fan fiction. We all know who owns BSG. Unfortunately it is not me. I am just borrowing it for fun. No copyright infringement is intended and no money will be made. It is for the authors own amusement and to help others smile. We hope !

Rating PG to NC- 17 for adult situations and violence.

You have been warned!

Summary: This is about TOS BSG. It will begin with another branch of humanity but they will eventually meet up and deal with the Cylons and their allies.

Authors Notes: This has been spell and grammar checked but not betaed read at your own risk.

This series does not recognize that Felgercarb They now call BSG. It has no bearing on the mini or its other so called series. If you are looking for GINO this ain't it. This was one of the first fan fictions I wrote so it is not broken into normal chapter form.

I apologize in advance for this.

By Fire Star

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Lost Tribes Of Kobol

Part 116 Counter Attack

Zeus was once again on guard duty. It is a good thing I like being the protector he thought. Unlike many Zeus never really minded keeping an eye out for the civilians in their fleet. He understood that they too had a vital role to play in preserving their race. He like the rest of the Spartan and Amazonian Fleet had been enraged at the sneak attack by the Cylons. Even now he could not understand how any sentient race of beings could want the utter and total destruction of another race. He was beginning to feel the same hatred toward the Cylons that this colonial brothers and sisters were feeling. It was not an overly comforting feeling. He had always prided himself in being open minded and fair. While many of his home worlds had been wary of other species he had always found it fascinating to meet them. Zeus was not afraid of beings that were different. In fact the differences fascinated him. He was pulled out of his musings as his second called out.

"Commander we have something coming in on our scanners. It is moving very fast and it is Cylon."

"Battle Stations, alert the fleet." Zeus shouted. "I am so looking forward to introducing ourselves to those tin headed cowardly bastards."

His second followed orders but had to agree. "All squadron are ready to launch sir."

"Tell them to launch when ready. Move us in. Scan for base ships."

His scanner operator frowned. "Sir I am just detecting several phanxes of raiders. No base ships."

Zeus frowned at this. " Send a message to the other ships stay alert this could be a diversion."

Zeus had no idea how right he was. His ship moved in to protect the planet Taurus and even as they did he received a coded message from The planet Gemon.

"We are under attack."

"Well Frak." Zeus said. He took a moment to consider his move. " Have Major Rorke take a Two squadrons to intercept our party crashers. Warn the rest of the fleet. I have a bad feeling. This feels like a second wave of attack. If we don't find any base ships or tankers assume that the raiders are suicidal. Watch our bays. Commander Adama and Commander Cain warned that they like to visit unannounced."

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Rorke launched with his squadron it seemed they were going out to meet the local bully. Good he had always hated those that preyed on the weaker beings. He chucked as he considered that this was really all came down to territory. Like all bullies the Cylons wanted to take what was not theirs by right. Well Rorke for one was not about to let that happen. To his mind the Cylon races were nothing better than rabid daggits that needed to be put down. He did not think even his kind and forgiving mother Freya would mind or even object to taking out the Cylon trash. "OK let's go greet our friends. Keep your eyes open we might get a bit of help from Taurus. So be careful we don't need any friendly fire incidents."

"We hear yeh Major. So how buys the first round?" Captain Mitchell asked.

"That be me." Came a calm and clear voice. "I'm Colonel Dancer from the Taurus home guard. Major we appreciate the warning to your Squadrons. I am bringing in two of my own from the planet. Two more will join us as soon as they can scramble."

"The more the merrier. "Rorke said. "What are you all flying?"

"Anything we can lay our hands on Major. Mostly old star hounds."

Rorke winced but did not disparage the warriors. Any help would be a plus. "Ok, so how about you and your people cover the planet. I am hoping you know which areas still have larger groups of y our people?"

"No need we got another two Squadrons doing just that. They may be in the older ships but the early twin engine hounds are better for planetary defense. Out here they be at a disadvantage in the atmosphere however they are poetry in motion."

"Good, then we should go engage our friends. My scanners are seeing over four squadrons of incoming Cylons but our Commander thinks there may be more so keep your eyes open."

"I always do Major." Came the laughing reply. "I have to agree with your boss on that. Tell him to scan past the moons. If I was a low down dirty Cylon that is where I could come in."

"I'll relay the message." Rorke said He had a feeling that life was about to get interesting.

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As expected several more squadrons of Cylons suddenly appeared on various worlds scanners or on different ships of the fleets scanners.

The Destroyer Kali moved to protect her world. This ancient ship was over 600 yearns old and had been moth balled long before the Armistice. However Sire Uri and his crews saw no reason not to call this venerable old girl back to action. Her second in command sent a message to Caprica to its new commander. He would want to be there to greet the Cylons.

The Kali was joined by the Night Hawk as Commander Adrianna was not about to leave her adopted world unprotected. The Cylons might think that Adama had abandoned his home world to attack them. Unfortunately he had left his sister behind and she had more then a few scores to settle with the tin heads.

" Captain Jeke have our squadrons ready to launch as soon as those morons get into range. "Kali let's get ready to welcome any base ships that might decide to join us."

"The squadrons are launching Commander." Captain Jeke said softly.

The alert Klaxons went off on Caprica. Baron cursed and ran toward his ship. It seemed the Cylons were back. Well if they thought they could come back in and roll over the colonies again they were in for a rather rude awakening. He pulled out his com and called his brothers and sisters and the rest of the family. It seemed that his father/Commander Micah was right. They Cylons would counter attack when the Pegasus and Galactica left the colonies to attack. Well for once he was glad of Micah's understanding of the Cylons it might just might change the way the war was fought and give humanity a fighting chance.

TBC…

A/N: Thanks you to everyone who has reviewed it is greatly appreciated. I hope this insane work keeps amusing you all.

Fire