September 17th 2004
Colonial Colony of Virgon
The team of archaeologists and volunteer historical and religious enthusiasts had finally done it. They were jubilant as the fans finished circulating the air into the freshly opened chambers of what had once belonged to the ancient Kobolian fleet. Surrounding them were the tall tress of the Virgon Forest with their bulging bases and deep roots that screamed of old age. The temple they were about to enter was estimated to be two thousand years old. Doctor Archibald Harryet, the head of the department of Archaeology at the Virgon City State University stepped forward into the dark cavern of the temple. He anxiously looked around at the walls that were covered in dust and grime from years of neglect. The people behind scampered past him, and immediately went to work. Taking photos of the cavern and its precious artifacts. Some took samples of the dirt and vegetation. But Archibald paid them no attention as he walked forward. Standing in front of him was a statue of a woman, behind it stood twelve others in a half circle facing it. In the hand of the woman was an orb. A red orb with a single inscription. A circle with an arrow beneath it. He was intrigued by the ord. He took in the scene before him, it was symbolic he realized. The twelve statues behind this one represented the Twelve Colonies of Kobol. The thirteenth represented Earth, holding out a jewel. He gasped unwillingly to believe his eyes. This meant earth was real, as he reached forward and touched the orb he fell backwards in shock. The orb split into four pieces at the base and projected a map of the galaxy. Suddenly lights that he hadn't even seen illuminated the chamber and the galaxy was laid before him. Everyone in the room stared in shock at the scene before them. He could see the Colonies in their astounding orbits surrounding the Helios Beta and Helios Gamma suns. The two suns slowly drifting apart, the distance between the colonies over time would eventually become several hundred Solar Units. A single golden line ran from Virgon out past several other star systems for what he estimated to be several dozen light years. The long golden line eventually led to a single planet with seven distinct symbols above it. Hundreds of different symbols and in seven symbol combinations appeared throughout the galaxy atop of blue dots. But only the one with the golden line leading from it was highlighted in gold text. The Dialect was slightly different but everyone in the room knew what it was.
Kobolus. Kobol, the birthplace of mankind. Home world of the gods
"My gods Archibald what have we found?"
It was a world devoid of life, barren by the standards of most. Yet here in a chamber the size of a small theater stood a ring with nine glowing chevrons as the inner track spun. As the seventh and top most chevron locked into place, a giant vortex spewed forth from the inner portion of the ring. Known to most throughout the Galaxy as the Stargate. Within seconds of the deadly vortex settling, dozens of men stormed through the gate and began fanning out, weapons raised scanning the room for any sign of a threat. Their movements were precise and calculated, yet lightning fast. Any hostile force that had been inside the chamber would have been wiped out within moments of the men coming through the gate. These were no ordinary soldiers, they were elite and their actions showed it. Each had at least three years of experience before even being considered to be a part of the newest battalion of one of earth's most notorious and legendary units: The 75TH Ranger Regiment. The re-activation to frontline and operational status of the fourth Ranger Battalion and the creation of the seventh Ranger battalion had raised eyebrows in the SOF community and the world. But the Battalions were shrouded in secrecy that even the other operational battalions were unaware of. Based out of Fort Carson, Colorado, these men were the designated heavy hitters of the SGC. The Quick Reaction Force that had been previously nonexistent in Stargate Operations. The Army was finally putting its weight behind the SGC and had already committed the legendary men of what was known throughout the world as Delta Force, known in reality as the first Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta. The group had three squadrons of operators, each with three troops of 120 man units that could be broken down to the team level. Labeled Alpha, Bravo and Charlie troops, which were known to exist at Fort Bragg North Carolina, the legendary home of the Special Operations Community. But D squadron had been created four years ago to begin operations through the SGC. The 360 man unit relied on the SGC for logistical and administrative support but operated separately from the SG team counterparts. The SG teams were assigned the mission of exploring the gate network, cultivating allies and acquiring new technology to defend Earth. The Delta unit was assigned the other mission, waging earth's war against the Gou'ald. SG Teams inherently crossed over and experienced mission creep due to encounters with the enemy off-world but fighting wasn't their primary mission anymore. Small Delta teams of six to eight men routinely went undercover behind enemy lines posing as slaves, local inhabitants or even drug dealers to gather intelligence about the Gou'ald. Everything from the location of major garrisons, to shipyard locations, production facilities and even the command hierarchy of individual Gou'ald System Lords were mapped out. Delta had hit several weapons manufacturing factories over the course of the last three years after going operational. Their biggest accomplishment was the death of the Gou'ald Anuket. A major system lord at the time of his death. He controlled the fourth largest army and seventh largest fleet according to To'kra intelligence. The men of Devastator Squadron had learned his Ha'tak had landed on a Naquadah mining world under his control. Like shadows in the night, while the Gou'ald had slept, the men of Delta had crept through the local village. Indiscriminately killing the Jaffa throughout the local mining town, they managed to secure the ring platform in the local temple landing pad. It took them less than ten minutes to locate the Gou'ald Anuket who had been enjoying a feast in his honor. A single 40MM grenade to the face launched from an under barrel 203 grenade launcher ended his life. The remaining Jaffa were then eliminated one by one as the Ha'tak was captured. The SGC had deployed technical and research teams almost immediately after Delta radioed back that it was secure. The To'kra then came to assist the SGC in flying the Ha'tak to the SGC Alpha site where it still sat to this day. Being taken apart and studied and its computer database used to design the x-303 and x-304. It not only served as a technological research boom for the SGC, the To'kra now used it for storage and as a base of operations. It wasn't the only Gou'ald they had taken out: Khonsu, Mafdet, Ptah, Serqet, and Sobek. All minor System Lords, who once defeated had a majority of their forces absorbed by other System lords such as Baal and Yu and now rumors of a new Gou'ald system lord were emerging: Anubis.
Today was the first test of what would eventually be many of just how successful the rangers could be. Within thirty minutes nearly the entire Battalion was through the gate and fanning out in the area around the theater like building. It took them less time than anyone had even remotely expected to begin moving out from the gate and towards their objective.
The Fourth and Seventh Ranger Battalions were the SGCs newest units to be brought under the operational command of General George Hammond, the current commanding officer of the SGC. The fourth had simply shifted its colors from Fort Benning Georgia at Camp Darby to Pedersen Air Force Base and gone from a training battalion to a fully operational and combat ready battalion in three months. Selecting the very best Rangers from the other four operational Ranger battalions, they quickly had enough men for three rifle companies and a headquarters company. To be assigned to the fourth and the still being constructed seventh ranger battalions an individual didn't just need a TS-SCI clearance which in itself was difficult to get, they had to be tabbed. Meaning they had gone through and passed the rigorous and demanding US Army Ranger School. Young PFC's and Specialists who earned their ranger tabs and had served with the regiment for a minimum of three years were selected by the senior members of the ranger battalions who were in the know. They were selected based on an extensive review of their time in service. Each of them were handpicked by the company commanders and first sergeants to be approved or disapproved by the battalion command sergeant major who would then brief all of the selectees on their new assignments. The men selected to be a part of the SGC's mission were the very best of the current regiment and none had any objections to being assigned to the new battalion. They were aggressive by nature, perfectionists by trade and deadly by right. The senior members of the regiment were unhappy to be losing so many experienced and highly trained rangers to the SGC. But the very nature of the Ranger Regiment meant they could just as easily call back Senior NCO's and Officers who had been assigned to the conventional army by the Department of the Army. As such the regular battalions quickly refilled their ranks and resumed normal operations with little degradation of their combat ability. The Fourth ranger battalion had been declared combat ready at a strength of 675 men. In an enclave far above the room, a room full of generals observed as the Rangers quickly secured the area surrounding the Stargate and then moved out immediately to their next objective. A small cluster of wooden buildings located a half mile away. When the approaching platoons got within a thousand meters the Battalions detachment of 81mm Mortars fired off a dozen high explosive rounds. They didn't strike the wooden buildings but rather the space around them. Devastating whatever enemy force may have been present if this had been a real mission. The green silhouettes that represent a fictional enemy were shredded to pieces by the mortars. Soon the leading platoons surrounded the compound completely and then moved in. It was a well-rehearsed song and dance that the Regiment had perfected in the mountains of Afghanistan. Quickly they moved in on their targets, laying waste to anything that moved or resembled a threat. In all it took less than an hour for the regiment to move through the Gate, assault the objective and declare mission success. It was a rather impressive feat and not something the assembled generals missed.
"I guess our concerns were misplaced General Thomas. Your Rangers seem more than capable of getting the job done." Said Air Force General George Hammond, current Commander of the SGC.
"That's okay General Hammond, I'd be concerned if you weren't suspicious of my claims. But seeing them alleviated assures me they will be put to good use at the SGC"
"Oh yes, put to a very good use indeed."
THREE WEEKS AFTER DISCOVERY OF THE LOCATION OF KOBOL
The battlestar Acropolis appeared in orbit of the planet that was for all intents and purpose, lifeless. The Marine Strike Star Hephaestus soon appeared behind her. Their raptors had already scouted the system and revealed a large tylium deposit on the surface of the moon, along with a new previously undiscovered material. Highly conductive and apparently extremely resistant to heat, samples had been obtained by a ground team and brought aboard. Now the two ships were preparing to jump to the next system after they let their systems cool down for a few hours.
"How long until the next jump?" Commander Staiuto asked as she looked up from the mountain of paperwork that was in front of her. They had been on the mission for ten days now. Allanna was growing inpatient. If they had to, they could be at Kobol in six jumps, but the Admiralty wanted detailed and thorough searches for the follow on expedition. She wasn't overly concerned about a potential Cylon threat, so far they had found nothing. And the Acropolis was a Mercury Class battlestar, designed to take on as many three basestars simultaneously and still be able to conduct follow on operations if needed.
"Six hours commander" Responded her XO Colonel Stanley Davos
"Alright Ima go get some shut eye before the next jump. Tell the engineering department I want to see a report on that new mineral we found as soon as they have it ready. And have the CAG send a Raptor to the next system as well, were only about twenty eight jumps from Kobol. Itll take us another ten days to get there"
"Only been at it ten days ma'am"
"I am going to go crazy with boredom" Colonel Davos just chuckled at her.
As she walked back to her quarters she silently reflected on the conversation that brought her to this point. She was making history by coming here, history she was proud to be a part of.
CAPRICA THREE WEEKS AGO
COLONIAL MINISTRY OF DEFENSE
Commander Allanna Staiuto stood silently outside the office of Fleet Admiral William Benton. Hands clasped behind her back just below the ponytail of her long dirty blonde hair. She was slightly nervous to be called into see the Admiral. The young captain who was the aide to the admiral was working diligently at his station next to the door while two Marines in dress grays stood at rigid attention outside the office. Their uniforms, like hers, were crisp and clean. Except they wore sidearms on their hips and she had no doubt they were loaded. Apart of her wondered if she was in trouble for some odd reason. But she could think of nothing that would warrant her being called to see the Fleet Admiral. She had just wrapped up the fleet training exercise near Aerilon and as far as she knew she had done exceptional. Even earning praise from Admiral Corman for her performance.
"Commander the Admiral will see you now" Said the Captain.
"Thank you Captain" She replied as the two Marines opened the door before her and she stepped into the admiral's office.
"Commander Staiuto welcome, please have a seat." He said to her as she entered his office. The Admiral was a balding man in his late sixties now. A veteran of Six years of the Cylon war he had fought in every major battle from the middle of the war on. Rumor had it he was planning to retire in a few years and let Admiral Green take over. Allanna was honored to sit across from the man. She respected his accomplishments and all that he had done for the colonies and the fleet in his thirty nine years of service.
"Thank you sir, Im honored to be here sir"
"As are we all Commander. I'll get straight to the point Allanna" He said using her first name to tell her he was going to be informal and that the conversation was off the record.
"The Kobol expedition is why you're here. You're on it, along with the Marine StrikeStar Hephaestus and Orion" Allanna arched an eyebrow at the mention of the technically non-existent stealth battlestar. "Yes the stealth battlestar. I want the Acropolis and the Orion to go ahead of the Expedition fleet to ensure there are no unwanted surprises or worse, gods I say it, Cylons at Kobol. You'll be a separate entity of the Main Expedition fleet"
"Sir I was under the impression the Armistice line was in the opposite direction of Kobol?" Allanna had been caught up in the news of the discovery on Virgon and had watched the sixty minute long news segment on it before coming here. She was excited to be a part of the mission. While she wasn't overly religious herself, her parents had never pushed religion on her. She did still believe in the gods.
"It is, but space isn't flat Commander. Cimtar was a mistake, the Politicians forced us to sign that damn peace accord without ever realizing the disaster that it was. Theoretically the Armistice line extends indefinitely in all directions. Up down, left and right. Can you see the problem?" Allanna saw it right away, they were relatively stuck against what they thought was a vast and barren empty wasteland behind them with a whole host of what they knew to be habitable world ahead of them; Under Cylon control.
"Yes sir, were confined to one area of space relatively speaking while the cylons aren't"
"In a general manner of speaking yes and no. It's part of the reason we've concentrated our sensor nets and defenses around the colonies themselves and the immediate space around them. The Cylons were always more technologically advanced than us. By now their FTL systems and computers could be more advanced than ours by light-years. It puts us into a bad position mind you and me. But Space is big and vastly so. We can easily expand core ward if we so chose to do so. But space is also barren and for the most part lifeless."
"So why the worry about the Cylons sir? Are we concerned about envelopment sir?" She began to see where this conversation was headed.
"You catch on pretty quick Commander" He nodded "Yes we are, if the Cylons have advanced their technology to the point where they can jump farther and have expanded past our known regions of space then the problem becomes one of envelopment. The Cylons may already surround us for all we know. Which is why three capital ships are going out ahead of the main fleet. A full Strike group will be escorting them. There's a lot of civilians going with this expedition, the last thing the fleet needs is for them to all be wiped out by some gods forbidden accident or attack"
"I understand sir. Will we have any special provisions for this op?"
"Your ships will be fully stocked with as much ordnance and fuel as they can carry. In Addition your airwing will be equipped with nuclear strike packages to be used as needed." Allanna was shocked, Battlestars almost never carried Air wing strike packages unless in time of war. Her ship would be carrying almost three thousand nukes alone. It unnerved her and made her slightly suspicious.
"So just to be clear sir, what exactly are my orders?"
The Admiral looked at her for a second before answering. "Scout out the route to Kobol ahead of the Main Fleet. Find Kobol and determine its validity for supporting human life. The Scrolls say some type of Calamity happened that left the planet uninhabitable so for all we know this could just be a giant waste of time. But your secondary objective at least to the public, is to perform reconnaissance of all-star systems you encounter for any resources and sign of the Cylons. The last part we won't tell the public. Your departure will be classified but once you're a few days out we'll let the rest of the people know. There may be some ruffled feathers with the civilians but I could care less"
"I understand sir, but if I may be so bold as to ask why me for this mission. I have to ask sir, my crew is practically all first time crew aboard a battlestar. Me, I've only been a battlestar Commander for the last six months with just one training war game under my belt."
"Because Corman told me to pick you. He said you're smart, aggressive and tenacious. You know how to hold your own in a fight but you're also level headed, and that's what I want in the endeavor"
"Yes sir. I didn't expect such high praise from the Admiral Sir"
"It's rare that he gives it, which is why I went with it. I expect good results commander"
Allanna Staiuto stood and saluted the Admiral. By accepting the mission she was unaware she was changing the fate of not just one but four Galaxies.
TWO WEEKS AFTER THE ACROPOLIS DEPARTURE
In the high orbit of the planet the space station known as the Caprican Fleet Shipyards hung over the world like a guardian. With several different dozen pylons and niches attached to the central core module of the shipyard it was an eye catching sight to see. Currently three full strike groups were docked at the massive station. The Colonial First Strike Group had received its warning orders only a week ago. Now crewmembers were reporting back to their ships aboard large shuttles from the surface below. The strike ground commanders were busily preparing their ships to embark with the expedition fleet to Kobol. Unknown to any of them, the Acropolis, Hephaestus and Orion had already gone ahead of them. Joining the strike group were over fifteen thousand Colonial Scientist, acclaimed archeologists, anthropologists, Biologists, astrophysics and the crews, and teams needed to support their work. In addition a presidential envoy had been chosen to accompany the expedition. The Expedition fleet was due to depart in ten days while the Colonial Military revealed it had already sent two battlestars to scout ahead. The expedition fleet was assured that no colonial troops would land on the surface or make contact with anyone on Kobol if they found life there. The advanced force was reported to have one purpose, to validate the claims of Dr. Harryet and to ensure that Kobol was safe for the expedition fleet to land on.
"The Frakking Military! Who the hell do they think they are? To send two battlestars, Battlestars! Ships of death and destruction ahead of us! What kind of message does that send if there is actually life on Kobol?" The others in the conference room simply stared and listened as Archibald Harryet continued on his rant. They all agreed with him but none wanted to interrupt him and make his foul mood worse. The Expedition fleet was due to depart soon, and only a few ships were still taking on supplies. To say the assembled group of Archaeologists were excited would have been an understatement.
"Raptor two eight seven this is flight, you are cleared for takeoff"
"Copy flight, Cleared for takeoff"
"Godspeed two eight seven"
Lieutenant Amelia Balist fired her vertical RCS thrusters and lifted the raptor off the deck while engaging her two mains that propelled the raptor forward.
The single Raptor left the side of the Mercury Class battlestar and flew steadily away as the crew of two performed jump calculations
"Hey Jackpot, what do you think were gonna find? My moneys on more rocks"
"I should disqualify you for being a smart ass" Replied her ECO Lieutenant junior grade Carl Edmon. She chuckled and finished inputting her jump coordinates.
"Were all good back here. Acropolis, Raptor Two eight seven, jump coordinates verified. Jump in five minutes on my mark. Mark"
"Well here we go, let's go to the only other world in this sector of space that's capable of sustaining human life."
Five minutes later the Raptor jumped to appear a few minutes away from the blue green world that almost reminded Amelia of home. "Wow" She whispered to herself.
"Celestial body directly ahead, nitrogen, oxygen good CO2 levels. Definitely habitable." Said Edmon as he came up to the copilot's seat to get a good look at the world beneath them.
"Pretty damn cool if you ask me" She said to him as she smiled.
"What do you say we do some low level passes of the equator and temperate zones? See what's down there" She said as she brought the raptor into a more stable orbit.
"Yeah roger that. Lets get some pretty pictures for the folks back home."
An hour later the raptor was finishing its patrol when Lt Edmon shouted "Whoa, hey you remember that new element we found? This planet has a new one."
"A new what?" Amelia replied looking at the planet below.
"A new element, different than that one. Way different, if im right it's a new kind of metal. At least three times denser than what we use now"
"Wow" was her only reply.
If the two raptor pilots had been able to see into the ascended plane they would have been shocked to see another woman sitting beside them in all white clothing. Smiling at the Colonials Discovery of Trinium. "At last my children, the journey begins"
BATTLESTAR ACROPOLIS ONE JUMP TO KOBOL
"Well two new elements discovered that could potentially revolutionize Colonial Shipbuilding and a reinvent the way we power our ships" Said Colonel Davos as he held up the samples of Naquadah and Trinium. Thou the names were still unknown to him.
"Yes well our main mission is still to get to Kobol. Thou I have no doubt the Fleet will establish mines and garrisons on those worlds"
"Right, well our survery team is next to head out to Kobol once our last scout team returns. The Orion reports they've encountered no enemy vessels in any of the surrounding systems nor any signs of life. They're linking up with us in an hour."
"Good, let the Orion's CO know I expect him and his senior staff over for dinner"
"Yes ma'am, excited to make history ma'am?"
"Oh you bet" She replied thinking if the news channels would even mention her name. In truth she wasn't in it for the publicity or the praise. She was hoping to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was a capable and confident commander. Her fellow Capital warfare, strategic studies and tactics school classmates had sometimes called her timid and too easy going. The fleet wanted its battlestar commanders to be aggressive and tenacious. She was a rare breed of officer, aggressive but analytical and reserved. She didn't need to be the loudest or boldest. She believed in strategic planning and unorthodoxed tactics. She preferred to do the things the enemy least expected, and to maximize on mistakes and opportunity. She had devastated the opposing force in the only war games she had participated in, earning her vast respect throughout the fifth fleet. She intended to keep that respect and improve upon everything she had done. She was motivated by a deep desire to achieve and exceed whatever expectations she set for herself. Growing up she had learned to take care of herself on her own. Her parents had fallen to drugs and her sisters sought refuge in the church, she chose the fleet and never looked back. She had never married and never had kids, instead focusing solely on her career.
SGC G-3 Operations
Colonel Marion Riles overlooked his operations chart for the day and made a slight adjustment, deploying SG-6 fifteen minutes later to give the Gate room personnel time to move out the latest shipment of naquadah that was coming through from their newly established mining operation on P4X-737. Lately the SG teams had been focusing on identifying and securing new supplies of naquadah for their new fleet of X-303 interstellar vessels that were still under construction. He couldn't wait for more than just the Prometheus to be finished and declared operational. They were going to be needed in the coming years and days. On average the SGC was receiving fifteen tons of naquadah and Trinium per week. He currently had six of the SGC's twenty five SG teams off-world with an additional one hundred and thirty delta operators conducting over twenty different missions from long term surveillance to espionage of Gou'ald research stations. Four delta operators were posing as black market arms dealers in an attempt to gain access to underground resistance movements spread throughout Gou'ald territory. Currently they were supposed to be meeting with a group called the Lucian alliance on P7R-288. While another team of delta operators operating out of the Alpha site was due to conduct a raid on one of Baal's planetside shipyards. They were planning to place explosive charges on the anti-gravity engines keeping both the shipyard and the under construction Hatak from falling to the ground. The pace of operations currently being run was new for the SGC, but not anything they couldn't handle. If anything it made the place more alive, even at one in the morning the SGC was a hive of activity. Colonel Riles had come from the Pentagon three years ago to help oversee operations at the SGC. He had spent his early career with the Marine Corps 1st Force Recon during the gulf war and later leading 3/1 Marines for three years before becoming the executive officer of the 24th MEU for another two years before earning Lt Col and being assigned to the Pentagon. He had left just months before the 9/11 attacks which using the war on terror as a cover had helped to channel more discreet funds into the SGC. A knock on the door brought his attention to the young air force officer standing in front of him. His administrative assistant was a young lieutenant by the name of Hank Ford.
"Sir we just got a request from HHC 4/75 they want to send a mortar detachment to the Alpha site for some off-world training. They want to refine their current fire control methods for offworld use." He said as he handed him the request form.
"How exactly are they doing that?" He asked curious to know how the Rangers would coordinate fire support in a new world without the use of MGRS or satellite assistance.
"Apparently sir theyre still using a ten-digit grid system. The Gate will form the center of the map, with each grid square out from it being a thousand meters by thousand meters. Theyre gonna label them Alpha numeric from the bottom up and numerical horizontally sir. Kind of like battleship in a way sir.
"Interesting, well lets plan it in for three weeks from now, on Tuesday the 24th" he said marking it down on his calendar. "Anything else?" He asked
"Yes sir, the regimental commander wants to have the 7/75 Medical Platoon based here at the base or at the Alpha site. He says it would give us an additional asset that would be readily deployable within an hour to assist in any major medical mission or civilian evacuation."
"How many medics is that?" He asked trying to recall how many they had in a MEU
"Forty three sir, 37 combat medics, 3 Trauma surgeons, and 3 P.A's"
"Well I cant argue with having that force on immediate standby, tell them we will work out the finer details with General Hammond but initial approval is granted"
The six men were dressed as locals, sitting at a local tavern conversing with each other in low voices.
"The Jaffa guards are pretty disciplined but low in number it should be pretty easy to overpower them with all of 1st Platoon here." Stated Master Sergeant Gary Wells, an eight year veteran of Delta. He had come from the 75th Ranger regiment like many of his fellow brothers in the unit. He was originally from Idaho.
"Agreed but id like to have some fire support for those staff cannons they have overlooking the entrance. Hitting one with a 203 might be a little tricky, especially under fire." Said the second member of the team, Sergeant First Class Daniel Roberts, he had been with A troop for four years, serving six years prior in 5th Special forces group. Prior to that he had spent three more years in Third Ranger battalion. He had only recently been promoted and was the teams heavy weapons specialist.
"Yeah they put em in a pretty good spot to defend the entrance to the mine." Said Staff Sergeant Jeremy Billington, he was new to the team having arrived only a year ago. He came to the unit directly from seventh special forces group after being there for seven years. He was a sniper and was one of the best shots in the army. He wouldn't be where he was if he wasn't.
"So we get a mortar team attached to us, get first platoon on the ground, take the mine, free the slaves and call it a day. Sounds simple but not so simple to do" Said MSG Wells as he looked at all of his guys.
"Raptor 278 you are cleared for departure, good hunting"
"Copy that, 278 Acknowledged." Said Lt Amelia Balist as she brought her raptor out of the launch bay and into formation with the other eight raptors being sent to Kobol. She was sweating under her flight suit, nervous to be one of the first colonials to return to their ancient and sacred home world.
"All Raptors this is Flight leader, verify jump coordinates and report status when checks are complete" She heard over her helmet speakers. Silently she began re-checking her systems. Her thrusters all showed green, Master Arm switch was to safe, Decoys and Chaff were loaded and set to auto. Cabin pressure was nominal and fuel was at 99 percent. She was well into the green. She listened as all her fellow pilots checked in before it was her turn.
"Raptor 278, All systems green"
"Copy that begin jump sequence on my mark, Mark" Said the flight leader as she began the countdown
Silently as the clock wound down to Zero she reflected on her life and what had brought her to this point. She had attended the Virgon academy of Poseidon for her entire school career. Up until she had been selected for the Fleet Academy on Picon. Her parents had been ecstatic and proud when she had earned her spot and she was even more proud to be among the first flight of recon raptors to approach the planet. She had graduated at nearly the top of her class in flight school and like all rookies pilots had been assigned to fly raptors to gain flight experience and hours before moving on to raptors. She wasn't overly religious, having been to the Virgon temples only once in her life. To partake in a colonial day celebration. To say that day had been one of the most memorable in her lifetime was an understatement. She smiled at the memory but was quickly brought back to the present as the clock reached Zero and all nine raptors jumped away. Ten minutes later the two raptors that had been dispatched to scout the last remaining system before Kobol returned.
"Ma'am our two raptors have returned from the last system before Kobol." Said the Communications officer
"Patch me through" Said Commander Staiuto as she picked up the receiver and brought it to her ear as the Comms officer nodded to her.
"This is Actual to raptors 247, and 234, report" She ordered
"Actual this is firefly be advised, one habitable world in system, indigenous population sighted on the surface. Negative contact, repeat negative contact."
"Firefly did you say, indigenous personnel?" She said back not quite putting it together in her head yet.
"That's affirmative ma'am, from what we can tell they're human. At least it appears that way"
Allanna was in shock, a planet of undocumented humans outside of kobol and the colonies. She paused to consider her options. They could be strays from the Galleon fleet that got lost, or a colony of Kobol itself before the exodus. It could be any number of things she reminded herself. Focus on gathering intelligence and data she chastised herself.
"XO bring our raptors home. I want all recordings analyzed and get our intelligence section working on it right away as well. I want population estimates, climate, temperature, descriptions of landmass. Beginning planning a more thorough recon of the system as well. Ten raptors, see if they have any space-fairing vessels or satellites. I want detailed scans as well for any trace signatures of weaponized radioactive materials as well."
"Yes ma'am, Are we going to make contact?" He asked as he began to relay her instructions.
"No that's the job of the Expedition fleet, which should be at the rally point in forty eight hours. In the meantime we follow our mission objectives and gather as much intelligence as possible.
Nine bright flashes illuminated the space around Kobol as the Twelve Colonies of man returned to their ancient homeworld. High above them in a plane of existence they didn't even know existed a gathering of twelve beings watched as the pilots conducted dradis sweeps of the planet and began to photograph the ruins of their once mighty empire.
"So it has begun" Stated one to the others as they all nodded in agreement.
"At last our work has come to fruition. After so many years."
"We must be careful to guide them on the right path."
"I Agree, but quickly, let us not draw undeed attention. We have already stayed too long" As quickly as they had appeared the twelve ascended beings disappeared.
"Holy frak this is really Kobol. Look at the ruins, its almost a perfect match to the city of the gods." Said Amelia's ECO as he studied the images they were taking.
"Roger that, lets finish our grid and report in. The expedition fleet will be here in a few days and they'll put boots on the ground."
"Yeah, those religious scholars are gonna go nuts with excitement, whoa! Dradis contact, single bogey bearing two eight three, coram one one six. Range at 0800, frak its right on top of us"
"Identify?" She said as she spun the nose of her raptor around to see what it was.
"Negative, no IFF, no transponder signal of any kind. No emissions. I think it's dead in the water."
"Lets check it out." She said now more curious than anything else. She knew like everyone that Kobol had ships. But none of the Galleon fleet had survived the journey to the colonies, in fact it had taken over two thousand years for the Colonies to return to the stars and unify with each other at the onset of the Cylon war. As she approached the ship she noticed it was about the size of her raptor, but a nearly perfectly cylindrical shape with a straight angled end and front. The glass cockpit of the green craft was clearly cracked and had vented the oxygen into space killing the two crewmembers inside. She wasn't surprised to note they were human in appearance. A man and a woman, wearing what she assumed were white clothing with a brown chest piece and a waist belt around them.
"Drop a buoy, well have a transport come and pick it up" She said as her ECO looked over her shoulder as they went back to searching and photographing their grid.
Archibald Harryet was fuming. Not only did the Expedition Commander refuse to get to Kobol ahead of time, they would be stopping just short of the planet for twenty four hours to rendezvous with the Acropolis.
"Why the hell did the president put the military in charge of this? It's absolutely ridiculous. Kobol was abandoned, completely uninhabitable when we left. There is no reason to suspect a threat. But you know them always preparing for the worst and all. My gods id be surprised if they didn't station a garrison on the planet. Ill raise all bloody hell if they do that"
"Trust me, Doctor, we will not allow it. The religious majority is what got the president elected, he has to respect our views and stances on certain issues" Said the Priestess Agola, who was one of the hundreds of priests and religious scholars that had been chosen to come along with the expedition.
"Can you keep the Military out of this once we get there?" He asked her. He himself was not religious, believing more in science than anything else.
"Of course, Admiral Brantley and I have become quite close since we left. He plans to allow for total civilian control of Kobol. The fleet will mainly focus on securing the space around Kobol and scouting the system for resources and such." She replied smiling. Her response gave him a sense of deep satisfaction.
"We should get going we don't want to miss our meeting with the Admiral" He said happy at the news that the military wouldn't be too involved with their grand exploration.
BATTLESTAR HELIOS FLAGSHIP
Admiral William Brantley strode confidently towards the hanger deck to meet the Acropolis raptor crew as they landed. To his surprise as the expedition fleet had arrived at their last set of jump coordinates, a single raptor had been waiting for them. The raptor signaled they had a top secret communique to be hand delivered to him for his eyes only from Commander Staiuto. He was expecting it to be that they had found Kobol. Excited to be the Expedition commander and anxiously awaiting his promotion to Fleet Admiral, he was ready to get there.
As he approached the Raptor he noticed a Captain with a briefcase attached to her wrist by a pair of handcuffs with four Armed Marine guards next to her. The pilots were doing post flight checks of the raptor as he approached the deck crew and all others assembled snapped to attention. "Carry on" He said as he passed them. The handcuffs raised an eyebrow from him as he immediately grew suspicious. Their objective was no secret, why the security? He thought to himself as waved at the Captain and the Marines to follow him to his quarters. After five minutes of walking they arrived at his stateroom. The Marines took up guard outside while the Captain received the key from the Marine Lieutenant in charge.
"Alright Captain, lets have it" He said as she undid the handcuffs and opened the briefcase handing him a single sealed envelope. He noticed the case had numerous thumb drives and photos as well. As he opened the envelope he quickly noticed the Bright red writing in bold letters: TOP SECRET
TO: COMMANDER BATTLESTAR HELIOS : ADMIRAL BRANTLEY, COMMANDER 1ST STRIKE GROUP, COLONIAL FIFTH FLEET
FROM: COMMANDER BATTLESTAR ACROPOLIS, BSG 57
TOP SECRET, DESTROY BY ANY MEANS TO PREVENT UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION AND OR DISTRIBUTION OF CLASSIFIED DOCUMENTS
REPORT: ADVANCED RECONNASIANCE OF KOBOL CORRIDOR, SURROUNDING STAR SYSTEMS.
RAPTOR SCOUTING MISSION FROM ACROPOLIS DISCOVERED INHABITED WORLD LOCATED ADJACENT TO KOBOL SYSTEM, APPROX 7 S.U. AWAY FROM MAIN KOBOLIAN STAR. POPULATION ESTIMATE BETWEEN 100 MILLION TO 150 MILLION NO CONTACT MADE BY ACROPOLIS. PLANET ESTIMATED TO BE PRE INDUSTRIAL AGE, NO SPACE FARING VESSELS DETECTED OR OBSERVED
PLANETARY BODY BELIEVED TO BE KOBOL SCOUTED BY FORCE OF NINE RAPTORS. ONE UNKNOWN DERELICT VESSEL DETECTED DRIFTING IN ORBIT. VESSEL WAS OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN AND TYPE, BROUGHT ABOARD FOR FURTHER STUDY. VESSEL CURRENTLY IN CONTAINMENT AREA. ATTEMPTS AT POWER UP UNSUCCESFULL. TWO HUMANOID CORPSES RECOVERED FROM CRAFT, IN NEAR PERFECT CONDITION DUE TO BEING EXPOSED TO VACCUM. NO SIGN OF HUMAN LIFE ON SURFACE. DETAILED SCANS AND IMAGES ATTACHED TO MESSAGES. SURFACE SCANS SUGGEST RADIOACTIVE EVENT AROUND TWO THOUSAND YEARS AGO BELIEVED TO BE ON WORLD ENDING SCALE
RUINS ON PLANETARY BODY BELIEVED TO BE KOBOL CLOSELY RESEMBLED THOSE OF THE CITY OF THE GODS FROM BOOK OF PYTHIA. CONFIRM MISSION OBJECTIVE ACHIEVED
NEGATIVE CONTACT ON ANY KNOWN OR SUSPECTED CYLON CRAFT DURING EXTENSIVE SYSTEM BY SYSTEM CHECK ALONG KOBOL CORRIDOR.
TWO NEW ELEMENTS DISCOVERED ENROUTE, BELIEVED TO HAVE POTENTIAL TO REVOLTUNIZE COLONIAL POWER GENERATION AND SHIPBUILDING, PERTINENT DATA ATTACHED
BATTLESTAR ACROPOLIS AND ESCORTS MAINTAING STATION AT PREDESIGNATED RALLY POINT, RECOMMEND MAINTAIN SECRECY OF POPULATED UNKNOWN WORLD FROM CIVILIAN FLEET UNTIL SPECIAL OPERATIONS UNITS CAN BE PUT INTO PLACE TO GATHER INTELLIGENCE OF THE LOCAL POPULATION. ARRIVAL OF COLONIAL FLEET UNITS MAY CAUSE UNNECESSARY PANIC AND DISRUPTION OF PEACE TO PEOPLE UNACCUSTOMED OR UNAWARE OF EXISTENCE OF OTHER LIFE IN THEIR KNOWN UNIVERSE.
The Admiral read the Commanders report twice to be sure he hadn't missed any details. He then leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath. "Are you aware of any of whats in this report?" He asked the tall blonde haired captain standing before him at attention.
"Yes sir, all of it sir" She said quickly.
"So we found Kobol and another world full of human beings. I agree with Commander Stauito about not informing the civilians about this other world. They would want to make contact right away and convert them to worship the gods. But that's not our call to make, that's up to the president. For now it'll remain classified. Now tell me about this ship you recovered?" he said curious to hear her answer. He agreed with the commander in her recommendation. He knew like any what the religious groups would want them to do. Assimilate them into the colonies and begin settling their world. But by any accounts they were nowhere near ready for that yet. Now he was curious about this other ship they had found.
"Its unlike anything we've ever seen sir. The technology on board alone is light years beyond what we have now and we haven't even managed to power the main systems. We believe the engines run on some type of fusion power not fuel. If that's true sir, its range would be practically limitless. Not to mention the fact that that a lot of the coding is so alien to us it would be practically immune to any attempt at Cylon hacking." Replied Captain Stacy Korrey as she nervously replied to the Admiral.
"Relax Captain, this isn't an interrogation, you and your crew did an outstanding job" He said noticing her nervousness.
"Sorry sir, just a little nervous is all" She replied settling down a little.
"At what, having to brief me on this, or what its all about?" He asked her as he saw her relax alittle bit.
"I guess a little of both sir" She said with a small smile.
"You have nothing to be nervous about with me. But I can't blame you for being nervous about the situation. This is world changing stuff." He said for a minute before he continued
"The coding? It's in Colonial Standard?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow
"No sir, it's in ancient Kobolian, but we believe if we can get a working translation program going we should be able to re-write all of our current operating systems using the new code and make all of our systems nearly impervious to Cylon hacking."
"That is indeed a game changer Captain. I want that made a priority with the religious scholars and archaeologists to get that translation program up and running." He said thinking of the possibilities.
"Yes sir, we also found what we believe are missiles of some type on board as well. But they're not like ours sir. They're almost organic in a way. They have a highly reactive compound in them that we haven't been able to identify. A small grain of it nearly destroyed the entire workstation sir" The admiral raised both of his eyebrows at that.
"A lot of the things are about to change very fast for all of us Captain" He said to her as he stood up. "Have you and your escorts get a quick meal and return to the Acropolis within the next four hours. Give Commander Staiuto my regards and tell her job well done. To all of you. Tell her ill be aboard tomorrow at 1200 hours to receive a thorough briefing on all of this" He said as he walked her out to the cabin hatch.
"Yes sir. Thank you for your time sir" She replied proudly as she exited out of the hatch while nodding to the marines who began to walk in front of her and the Admiral.
"I almost wish my job was as easy yours, I now have to deal with Doctor Harryet and a bunch of other whiny undisciplined civilians and nutjobs" He said as they walked out. The marine guards taking station in front of them let out a small chuckle.
"I think you'd be better than me at that sir" She said as he nodded back. He turned to salute as she did the same "God speed and safe journey back Captain" He said as he dropped his salute.
"Thank you sir, you as well" She replied before turning to walk back to his quarters.
The world that had just been discovered by the Colonials was known to its people as STAVANA, named after the vast mountain range that ran down the only continent on the surface of the planet. The people were by no means however what the colonials thought they were. This planet had once belonged to the Gou'ald Anubis before his downfall by the collective system lords over two thousand years ago. Since his withdraw from known space the Jaffa that had once garrisoned this world had long since been overthrown and killed. Their vast stockpile of staff weapons were now fully controlled by the local population. The unified government lived and ruled from one of the former system lords palaces near the coastal city that was their capital. In the courtyard below stood the stargate, which for a thousand years been buried. Only a hundred years ago they had unburied it and once again began to re-explore the stars. Six days before a group of travelers had gone to trade with another world that had once been under the control of Anubis like theirs. Their friends were waiting by the gate anxiously awaiting their return. As the gate activated instead of their returning villages a legion of Jaffa came storming through. Having learned of the location from the traders. Anubis had sent them to reclaim his former world.
Lt Amelia Balist threw her Raptor into a violent counter maneuver to evade the incoming golden bolts of weapons fire. The unknown Pyramid like ship had exited some type of vortex less than 300 klicks from her Raptor. She had frozen for a brief second before her ECO shouted at her they were being locked onto. Not thirty seconds later a flight of four unknown fighters came barreling her way. She was mentally cursing as she dodged yet another pair of bolts aimed at her ship. She knew she couldn't outrun the fighters in her raptor, they were only slightly faster than her, but they would be no match for a viper she knew. How she wished a couple of them were here right now.
"Jump in ten seconds" Said her ECO as she fired her forward and rear bottom RCS thrusters and cut the power to her main engines flipping the raptor upside down and reversing course on a dime. Activating her fire control search radar she got two distinctive tones indicating a missile lock on two of the enemy fighters and quickly squeezed the trigger sending two Archer missiles into the nearest enemy fighters. The missiles crossed the distance so rapidly the Death Gliders had no chance to evade before they were hit. The remaining two broke off in two different directions to avoid the debris. The third fighter brought itself right into the path of her 30mm chain gun under the nose of her raptor and she let off a quick thirty round burst which shredded the death glider apart in seconds. It had taken her six seconds to get three kills. The last remaining fighter was swinging around in an attempt to get behind her again. Realizing she had him, Amelia rolled the raptor hard right and fired her portside thrusters rolling the raptor upside down to the attacking enemy and quickly got a missile lock. Avoiding another bolt of incoming fire she fired her third missile, and watched it cross the distance in less than two seconds and blow the enemy fighter apart. "We're clear, jumping now" Said her ECO as she breathed a deep sigh of relief as she felt the familiar wave of FLT come over here. She breathed a sign of relief seeing her ship ahead of her.
"Raptor 278, Acropolis, you're back early. Are you declaring an emergency?" She heard over her wireless.
"Acropolis, Raptor 278 that's affirmative. We have enemy contact, I repeat we have enemy contact." It was a pause before she heard another response.
"Raptor 278 this is Actual, give me a sitrep" She heard her commander say. Amelia took a breath before replying.
"Acropolis, Raptor 278 we have contact, I repeat we have contact with unknown hostile forces over Colony X. Unknown vessel appeared by unknown means of FTL and immediately launched fighters at us. No attempt at contact was made, they just started shooting. We returned fire and downed four enemy fighters but their larger capital ship has taken station over the planet. Unknown hostiles were not, repeat, were not Cylons."
Commander Allanna Staiuto immediately turned to her tactical officer Lt Jacob Eals
"Sound action stations, set condition one. Get our vipers in the tubes, I want gun batteries manned and ready. Copy to Orion and Hephaestus. Bring 278 back aboard, I want gun camera footage pulled and reviewed immediately and get those pilots up to the CIC as soon as they're aboard, send another raptor to the expedition fleet and tell them we have a combat situation here with unknown hostiles and request reinforcements"
HELIOS CONFERENCE ROOM
"Admiral, pleasure to see you again." Said the priestess Agola as she kissed the admirals hand as the other members of the Civilian side of the expedition arrived. "The pleasure is mine priestess. Please be seated"
"So we are only two jumps away from Kobol. I understand the Military will be hands off once we arrive." Said Harryet as he sipped on a cup of tea.
"No not anymore." He replied nearly making the famous archaeologist drop his cup all over himself. The priestess who had only moments ago been glad to see him now stared at him with daggers in her eyes. The Presidential Envoy cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. While the scientist, a Doctor Gaius Baltar looked just as shocked as Doctor Harryet.
"Excuse me, the Military cannot be in charge of archeological operations on Kobol. You'll destroy priceless artifacts. Defile sacred grounds" Said Agola her voice quaking with fear and bordering on rage. The admiral remained impassive. Not caring for the opinions of the civilians.
"The political and religious organizations will never stand for this! I will not allow you to ruin this for us" Shouted Doctor Harryet as he rose from his chair shaking with almost uncontrolled rage.
"I would strongly suggest you sit down and restrain yourself. And retract your statement Mr Harryet." He didn't call him Doctor as a clear sign of disrespect.
"I will do no such thing." He said breathing more heavily.
"Doctor Harryet, let me remind you there are five battlestars and two hundred other Colonial warships out there. All of whom answer to me. Now the original plan was for the Military to back off once we got to Kobol. Which I can confirm from the Acropolis scouting party that it is. The ruins are a near exact match to the ones described in the book of Pythia." All of the assembled people around the conference room looked at him in shock. Many clasped their hands together in prayer. Others smiled and turned to their colleagues in congratulations. The assembled group of civilians rejoiced briefly at the news. Agola herself silently began to shed a tear.
"So whats changed, that the Military is now taking over" Asked the Scientist Doctor Gaius Baltar as he looked at the admiral. The rest of the assembled group suddenly refocused on him with the doctors statement.
"The Civilian fleet will remain here while elements of the First Strike group conduct very thorough and detailed scans of the surface. The other reasons are classified at the highest levels. The presidential envoy will be briefed as well as you doctor Baltar. We are going to need your expertise and your help with some recent developments."
"The people have a right to know about everything that happens on Kobol" Said Doctor Harryet clearly angry.
"This isn't about Kobol. Once we determine Kobol is safe for you to go down without a bio-suit. Youll be allowed to go. But a radiation team will enter any chambers or tombs you may find before you do to determine their viability "
"What!" Yelled the priest.
"That's understandable. If kobol suffered a calamity and there was radiation involved the radiation wouldn't dissipate in a tomb or confined space. If it was radioactive it would remain so" Said Doctor Harryet.
"Now..I know this ruffles some feathers but its" The Admiral was interrupted by the sounding of the Alarm Xlaxon going off.
"Action stations, Actions stations, set condtion one throughout the ship, all hands prepare for immediate combat jump, this is not a drill, repeat this is not a drill. Action Stations, action stations" The PA repeated several times before different reports began flooding the intercom system.
The Civilians not knowing what to do simply followed the Admiral as he ran down the hall towards the CIC.
As the Admiral walked into the CIC, he saw his battlestar Commander, Commander Jason Devos barking orders to the crew.
"I want nuclear ordnance loaded in launch tubes one through twenty. Prepare to launch attack squadrons" He said to the Ships XO as he they carried out the orders.
"Commander Report" Said Admiral Brantley as he walked up to the plotting station.
"Sir Raptor from the Acropolis, Unknown hostiles attacked one of their scouting raptors over that unknown world we discovered. Raptor took out four hostile fighters in self-defense and FTL'd out of the fight. Single capital ship of unknown type and origin. Believed to have launched around sixty to eight fighters towards the surface."
"There's over a hundred million people on that world. They're a pre-industrial society they won't stand a chance against them" Said the Admiral as he looked at his Commander in horror.
"Copy to all strike group vessels, have frigates remain behind to guard expedition fleet along with Battlestar Valkyrie. Along with assigned escorts. All other ships to prepare for immediate FTL jump to the Colony. Those people may have been left behind by the Galleon fleet but they're still Colonial Citizens. We are duty bound to come to their aid" Said the Admiral as he mentally prepared for combat.
Behind him Doctory Harryet and the Priest Agola stood stunned at his words. Colonials left behind by the Colonies when they left Kobol.
Archibald Harryet's mind was spinning, the possibilities of what he had just heard was unfathomable to him. How much precious history they may have retained left him speechless. What they could know that they didn't.
The priestess was stunned as well. A hundred million souls to bless the Colonies with reunification. And now they were under attack, but by who.
"Standby for FTL Jump in five minutes" Reported the Tactical officer. "Sir all decks report condition is set, weapons manned and ready, and all launch tubes loaded sir. Ship reports ready for action sir"
"Start the Clock" He said before walking over to review the Raptor data with Commander Devos
"Jump us in one minute ahead of the fleet, outside of weapons range. Then broadcast on all channels, send hostile warning and ID. Demand to know why they fired unprovoked on our Raptor." Ordered Allanna as she let out a deep breath knowing her ship was mere moment's way from jumping into what would undoubtedly turn into a combat situation.
"Aye ma'am." Responder her tactical officer. Her ship was one of the most advanced warships in the Colonies and it was about to make its presence known to whoever had dared fired on her Pilots.
"Standby FTL jump in ten seconds" Said the Tactical officer manning his station to her far right. She was silently proud of her crew at how fast they had reacted to a drastically changing situation. They had been preparing to celebrate the discovery of Kobol only to switch into a combat setting in seconds. They were being professionals she noted, intensely focused on the mission at hand. She and her Xo had trained them well.
Gou'ald death gliders fly unopposed over the terrified locals as they attempted a vain resistance against the three thousand Jaffa that had landed in the Capital city. The Planets only Army stood at only a hundred thousand strong and it was spread out over the planet. Two thousand soldiers were stationed inside the capital with another four thousand just miles away. Those two thousand soldiers had dug in and split into five different groups. One group would lay down a concentrated burst of six round volley fire from their revolver style rifles while the second group would attack the flank. It was succeeding in only slowing down the advancing Jaffa, who were cutting them down by the dozens.
In orbit, the Hatak was firing indiscriminately into the planets population centers killings hundreds with each blow.
The Gou'ald Sarkesh was watching in amusement as her ship rained death onto the planet below. In her mind she could hear her host distantly calling her a monster. But she paid it no mind. Her host was rare in herself. A victim of an unfortunate accident that had left a Hebridian ship drifting in space. Only to be captured by a passing Hatak and taken as a host. Her garments were thin clothes, see through that revealed the beauty of her host. Long flowing black hair fell down to the small of her back while her piercing blue eyes watched as her ship continued to rain death below.
"My lord, we have detected an unknown vessel. It will be upon us in less than two minutes. Another vessel has appeared my lord."
"Why did we not detect them in hyperspace?" She asked annoyed.
"I do not know my lord. They appear to use a method of hyperspace travel that is unknown to me. We are receiving a signal my lord. Audio only"
"Play it!" She ordered her Jaffa. Then she heard a womans voice
"Attention unknown vessel this is the battlestar Acropolis, Cease fire immediately and identify yourself or you will be fired upon." Sarkesh felt her blood begin to boil at the voice who would dare to challenge her. She was a servant of Anubis, and by reclaiming this world she would join him in his attack on earth in the coming future.
"Destroy them" She said as she retook her seat. Her thin dress sliding off on one shoulder.
"Ma'am unknown vessel is unresponsive to hails and is coming about to engage us, bearing 487, coram 221, range twenty two thousand and closing on CBDR. Weapons range in fifteen seconds. They're fighters are also coming up from the surface on an intercept course."
Allanna paused for a brief moment to take in the situation. Looking up at the Dradis as it gave her a clear picture of the situation. "Launch vipers, deploy ECM countermeasures and initiate active jamming. Bring us about on course two oh five, Engines ahead full. Prepare bow batteries for Salvo fire. Concentrate fire on the super structure." She ordered as the Hephaestus began to drop into the planet's Atmosphere and deploy her Marines to aid the Civilians on the ground.
The Battlestars eight engines flared to life as she surged forward at nearly twice the speed of the approaching Hatak. Within seconds her forward facing weapons blared to life as they entered their maximum engagement range. Ahead of the massive behemoth the Air wing approached on two different attack vectors with one flight pod group climbing up the X-axis with the other going down to attack from different angles and trajectories. Over three hundred vipers were now heading towards the advancing death gliders, some still coming up from the planet.
"Designate hostile Hammer one Alpha, designate hostile flight Foxtrots one through seven six. Priority targets are in atmosphere. All Flights cleared weapons free, engage at will." Lt Jessica Brookes heard over her comms frequency as she acquired a missile lock on the first enemy fighter.
"Axe seven, right 30, reference 148, sweet lock, Good tone, Fox Three" She said as her thumb fired off an archer missile. The missile was specially coated with radar absorbing materials to avoid detection. It flew at speeds of nearly three thousand miles an hour. In less than ten seconds it crossed the distance between the two opposing forces. The Death gliders never knew what hit them, their only warning being a small glow from the tail of the missiles exhaust as it flew towards them. The Jaffa had never encountered a Space-faring race other than other Gou'ald and a few relatively minor races that they had made quick work of. Their ships had never been designed to deal with electronic warfare which had essentially blinded them to the approaching Missiles. Forty eight of the death gliders were destroyed before even firing a shot. The remaining fighters realized there only chance was to stay in atmosphere and did exactly that.
"Frak, remaining hostiles are vectoring off. No go for Archers, they'll burn up in atmospheric entry. Close with and engage, I say again all vipers vector new course two seven eight, max out your throttles. Close with and destroy"
"Axe Seven Wilco, Coming right two seven eight. Axe eight, tally bandit right four low and three, eight thousand meters"
"Axe eight copy, right four low and three, rolling in" Said her wingman as he pitched his viper to the right and closed the distance before firing off a quick thirty round burst ripping the retreating enemy fighter to shreds.
"My lord all of our sensors have gone dark, we have lost communications with our fighters as well. We can no longer see the enemy" Reported the Jaffa as his voice cracked.
"How?" Asked Sarkesh as turned on her Jaffa. Unnerved by the sound of his voice radiating fear. Fear that she now shared but would never allow to show.
"I am unaware my lord. I have not encountered this before." He replied just as the first rounds slammed into their shields sending them all to their feet. She was stunned. Almost unbelieving of the amount of force that had hit them. She had been in many battles before, but never on the losing side. Which is what she feared she was on now.
"Return fire!" She yelled as more and more rounds hit the shield. The kinetic energy of the rounds themselves were doing the most damage and not the explosives themselves. The explosive force dissipated against the shield rapidly, unable to cause damage. However the Kinetic energy behind the rounds had to be absorbed by the shields, and they were now under immense strain.
"My lord, I will be unable to attack at this distance. Without our sensors we cannot fire accurately, it will be nearly impossible to hit them at this distance." Responded the bald headed Jaffa.
"Then bring us closer and destroy them!" She raged as her personal guard picked themselves off the floor.
Over one hundred and twenty bright flashes of light illuminated the battlefield as the Colonial First Strike group of the Fifth fleet jumped in. It took only moments for the fleet to fire their engines and realign themselves with the new threat. Over a hundred ships were now maneuvering to bring their most devastating weapons to bare against the enemy. Cruisers and destroyers surged ahead of the fleet to lay down a massive field of flak and High Explosive proximity rounds in front of the enemy. Thirty seconds later the battlestars entered their engagement range and fired as one.
"Sir we have negative Impact on the enemy vessel. It appears to have some kind of protective barrier over their hull. But our vipers report it appears to be weakening, visibly fluctuating. Enemy vessels return fire is sporadic and inaccurate sir." Reported the Helios tactical officer as he took in new reports by the second.
"They have frakking shields?" Said Baltar as he looked at a monitor showing to him the unknown vessel. "The power requirements alone would be enormous. It shouldn't take much more fire for them to collapse" He said confidently as he noticed its orange glow was beginning to sputter.
"How much more Doctor?" Said the Admiral as he looked up at the Dradis and noticed the MarineStar diving into the planet's atmosphere.
"Hold on a second" He said as he walked over to another monitor and took over for a crewmember. "It should be collapsing within the next three to four minutes based off these readings."
"Admiral recommend crippling enemy vessel only and initiate boarding action" Said Commander Devos as the Admiral nodded.
"Bring us about course three five seven, have starboard batteries prepare for full broadside. Order Triton and Ares to concentrate fire on their weapon batteries. Have our destroyers and cruisers initiate suppression zones around our primary directions of fire. Have the Acropolis come to position 228 on the X- Axis."
"Aye sir, Hostile Hammer one beginning to show fluctuations in their protective barrier. Acropolis air wing is now chasing down the remaining enemy fighters." Reported the tactical officer as he radioed his report.
Suddenly the ship shook violently as an errant blast from the damaged Hatak struck the ship. It struck the midsection between the alligator head and the engine pods. The super-heated plasma melting through almost six feet of the ships Armor but failing to penetrate. The ships double hull type design had a three meter wide gap between the outer layer of armor and the inner four feet. It stood up surprisingly well to the advanced weaponry of the Gou'ald Hatak.
"Damage report!" Shouted the commander as he looked at the status board.
"Impact on deck seventeen, section twelve, frame thirty eight through forty two. No hull breach, Armor plating took the full hit"
"What's the status of the rest of the fleet" Asked the Admiral as the Battlestar continued to fire relentlessly into the enemy ship.
"Acropolis has taken several hits to their bow and port side but reports minimal damage, two of our cruisers took hits and are reporting hull breaches and several small fires aboard" Was the reply.
"Have the two cruisers withdraw to provide planetary support to the Marines. Prepare boarding parties and copy to all ships"
Within moments the shields of the Hatak failed with one final sputter before the rounds from the battlestars main weapons hit. The outer pylons of the Hatak became engulfed in flames and secondary explosions as the Armor piercing rounds penetrated several decks before detonating. The battlestars now circled their prey like sharks, pouring more and more weapons fire into the ship as they surgically removed its weapons and essential systems. With the combined firepower of five battlestars it took less than thirty seconds before the ship was essentially defeated and the combined boarding parties of five battlestars soon begin the process of cutting through the tough naquadah reinforced hulls. It took them nearly twice as long before the first Raptor reported a successful breach.
Sarkesh awoke with the sound of staff weapons and loud explosions outside of the Peltak. After only three minutes her Hatak had sustained irreparable damage by the unknown ships. Their hyperdrive had been the first to sustain damage. Energy feedback from the shields had damaged one of the main power conduits, and it wasn't something that could be repaired in the middle of a battle. She knew she had lost when she saw not one but two of the gargantuan ships out of her viewport with several dozen smaller ones in between. She had never seen so much weapons fire before and in truth she was shocked. They used primitive projectile weaponry which shouldn't have been as successful as it had been against her. But the velocity of the rounds has increased their effectiveness. Added to the shear amount of weapons fire that had been directed at the shields and she understood how she had lost so fast. Now she was worried for her own life as she looked at the screen before. Her shields were completely depleted, several decks were open to space and over half the ship was inaccessible including the secondary hanger where her teltak was. She was essentially trapped in her own Hatak. Which had become her tomb. Another warning flashed on her screen that showed intruders aboard. 'They will pay for this arrogance' she thought to herself as she noticed they were not far away from her. 'Who could have the power to do this?' She thought to herself as she turned towards the door in preparation to move away from the incoming enemy warriors.
She saw her Jaffa at the door as he fired his staff weapon down the hall. Suddenly and without warning his torso exploded showering her with his blood and organs. It was gruesome and it nearly gave her the urge to vomit, but such a thing was unworthy of a god. She suppressed the human instinct and instead turned around to find a weapon to defend herself with. Before she had taken even a step she was hit in the shoulder. The force spun her around to land on her back and she could feel the warm liquid of her hosts blood pour out of her. Men in black surrounded her as they screamed commands at her. Had she just been taken prisoner?
Lt Amelia Balist watched as the marines climbed through the hatch and into the unknown alien ship. She was sweating profusely as she heard the gunfire come through the hatch. Instinctively her ECO pulled out his sidearm and aimed it down the hatch. She did the same listening as the sounds of the Marines moved off.
Gunnery Sergeant Aaron Mecks leaned around the corner as he moved forward with his fire team. His platoon was advancing fast. The unknown hostiles seemed unable to coordinate an effective defense or even slow him and his marines down as they advanced. Their armor was ineffective against rounds designed to penetrate the armor of Cylon centurions, and he had to admit they were creating gruesome effects on the enemy. Their chain link like armor littered the floor in pieces from the explosive force of their rounds. Pieces of mangled remains and lifeless bodies filled the hallways behind them as the hallways literally became red with blood. Very few of his Marines had been wounded or killed. He was surprised that it was going well for them. But he knew any plan could go wrong at an instant, so he was on guard for a possible counterattack.
"Right side, hallway five meters front." He directed his machine gunner forward passed the small alcove that was blocking his view as they moved forward to what they guessed was the ships bridge. A quick burst from him and machine gunner brought down the two guards outside of it as they moved in only to find a woman walking away. He put one quick round through her shoulder to bring her to the ground as his marines moved in and scanned the room. "Clear!" He heard them say as he focused on the woman before him.
"Bag her, get her to the acropolis."
It took less than an hour for the Marines to secure the ship, compartments that were open to space even had Marines in Zero G combat suits in them. Once the ship was secured, the Marines began inventorying everything they could. Detailed photographs were taken of literally every inch of the ship. The bodies of what they learned were now aliens were removed and taken to a temporary morgue in the ships cargo bay. The temperature was then lowered to preserve the remains for study and autopsy. The small snake like creatures inside them, were mostly dead, but the few Jaffa that had been captured claimed they couldn't be removed or they would die. Of the six thousand Jaffa on board, only four hundred had been captured by the Marines. The remaining three thousand were planet side, and being swept aside with ease by the Colonial Marines Corps thirteenth Expeditionary Brigade. The locals were surprisingly more advanced and knowledgeable about the Galaxy and the existence of aliens than the Colonials had initially believed.
In the CIC of the helios, unknown to any of the crew stood a being in pure white robes and flowing tentacles. The only human part of it was its face. A distinctively female face that any colonial would have recognized as belonging to Athena herself. She smiled to herself as she watched the Raptors come and go from the disabled Hatak. As the Raptors left they carried components to be studied by the CID aboard the battlestars and returned with scientists and techs from the civilian fleet. The technology they were recovering was so far beyond theirs that even Baltar was having trouble understanding it all.
The men of 1st Platoon, Devastator Squadron, were slowly recovering from their last mission. A lucky staff blast had sidelined MSG Wells. The blast only grazed his side but he had continued on with the mission till the mine was clear and the local slaves had been relocated through the gate. Now they were in a reset phase, performing maintenance on weapons and equipment, taking care of personal issues or any Admin problems. Reset phase typically lasted a week, then it was back to team, and sometimes even squad sized missions.
Colonel Marion Riles was reviewing the latest reports from SG-9 when his counterpart from G-2 came in, Colonel Rebecca Bane.
"You aren't going to believe this" She said as she handed him a folder that said TOP SECRET over the top of it. He quickly opened it up and began to read.
SG-7 REPORTS INTERCEPT OF CRITIC LEVEL MESSAGE BETWEEN GOU'ALD COMMANDERS LOYAL TO ANUBIS. MESSAGE DETAILS HATAK CLASS VESSEL LOSS WHILE ATTEMPTING TO RECLAIM LOST NAQUADAH MINING WORLD ONCE BELONGING TO ANUBIS.
HATAL BELIEVED TO HAVE BEEN DISABLED AND THEN BOARDED BY UNKNOWN FORCES, USING TECHNOLOGY SIMILAR TO THAT IN USE BY US FORCES AT PRESENT TIME. JAFFA ON SURFACE REPORT USE OF MECHANIZED VEHICLES AND EXTREMLEY ACCURATE AND CONSISTENT AIR SUPPORT BEFORE THEIR WITHDRAWL THROUGH THE STARGATE.
UNKNOWN FORCES BELIEVED TO HAVE CLAIMED FORMER MINING WORLD AS PROTECTORATE. ANUBIS HAS DECLARED ENTIRE REGION OFF-LIMITS DUE TO SPEED AT WHICH FORCES IN ORBIT WERE DEFEATED. BELIEVED TO RIVAL CURRENT GOU'ALD SHIPS IN MASS.
He looked up at her for a brief second before replying "Why would he declare the region off limits?"
"I cant say for sure, but think about it. He's already fighting the other system lords and us, and the Asgard. The very last thing he can afford is another enemy on another front. Especially with technology that potentially rivals their own." She said as he nodded in agreement. It made sense, and if it was true?
"So who are these people?" He asked her as he put the report down.
"No idea, but we do have the gate address, so it's a good bet that they're still there" She replied grinning.
"You think they'll be open to making contact?" He replied getting hopeful.
"I wouldn't get my hopes up not yet anyway. We have no idea their interest in this world or why they came to its defense. But what they did is impressive." She said to him already knowing where he was going.
"We need to brief General Hammond".
BATTLESTAR ACROPOLIS ORBIT OF STAVANA
While the Expeditonary fleet had proceeded to Kobol to begin the archeological study and exploration the military had gone into full overdrive on Stavana. The thirteenth expeditionary brigade had quickly deposed of the Jaffa on the ground and secured the capital. Then they had immediately withdrawn from the local inhabitants. Civilian contact teams from the expeditionary fleet had been brought in to establish contact while detached agents of the Federal Police provided security. What they were learning was ground breaking and shattering. Not only did the locals know of hundreds of other human populated worlds but they knew how to use the stargate. A device in itself that had amazed the Colonials. A quick study by Doctor Baltar had confirmed its theoretical possibility but to actually do it had left him amazed. To most of the Civilian fleet, the events concerning the combat operations and now occupation of the newly discovered world were still highly classified. Only those that had been brought in or were on the surface knew of the events that were happening.
Admiral William Brantley was in shock over the revelations of the last two days. Their new enemy now had a name: The Gou'ald. A race of parasites that medical forensics and autopsy had confirmed took control of the human body and used it to its will. An apparent intelligence had revealed itself almost immediately once they had begun interrogating their prisoners. The one called Sarkesh was his top focus. The local population had confirmed that the Jaffa were essentially slaves to the Snake like creatures, requiring them to live. He was feeling overwhelmed by the new revelations that were coming to light. Soon the locals that were working with his translators on the surface would be able to teach them the language of their enemy. Then his Intelligence analysts could go to work. The ships data core was relatively untouched and intact. Which meant they had everything they needed to start planning decisive action operations against their new enemy. What had surprised him the most was the revelations that there were hundreds if not thousands of human populated worlds in the Galaxy, and a vast majority of them were slaves. He couldn't stop the rumors from spreading among his crew. In fact he didn't want to, the more people who knew the truth essentially guaranteed the Colonies would take action. The civilian fleet had continued on to Kobol, to discover the ancient homeworld of humanity.
But he had other things to worry about now. The Colonies had just gone to war. It was essentially guaranteed. The Gou'ald had fired unprovoked on a Colonial Vessel and then invaded a sovereign nation without cause or justification. Over three hundred thousand civilians had been killed as a result.
"Sir, our intel teams have sent their report." Said Commander Devos
"Lets see it" He said as the commander handed him the folder.
ANAYLSIS OF GOUALD FORCE STRUCTURE, TACTICS AND DEPLOYMENTS
ENEMY VESSEL HAS NO COUNTERMEASURES TO ELECTRONIC OR SIGNALS JAMMING. ECM FROM ATTACKING COLONIAL VESSELS EFFECTIVLEY BLINDED ENEMY SENSORS AND TARGETING SYSTEMS RESULTING IN SPORADIC AND INACCURATE WEAPONS FIRE ON COLONIAL VESSELS
ENEMY WEAPON SYSTEM FAR SUPERIOR IN MASS AGAINST COLONIAL WEAPON SYSTEMS . COLONIAL VESSELS OF LIGHTLY ARMORED DESIGN WILL SUSTAIN HEAVY AND POSSIBLY FATAL DAMAGE IF OUTNUMBERED OR ECM AND ACTIVE JAMMING MEASURES FAIL
VIPERS AND RAPTORS HAVE SUPERIORITY IN ALL REGARDS, ENEMY FIGHTERS SHOW LACK OF CONCEPT OF ZERO-G COMBAT MANUEVERS AND TACTICS. VIPERS MAINTAIN SPEED AND FIREPOWER SUPERIORITY, HOWEVER ONE SUCCESSFUL BLAST FROM ENEMY FIGHTER WILL BE SUFFICENT TO DESTROY OR HEAVILY DAMAGE VIPERS AND RAPTORS.
RECOMMEND UTILIZING STANDOFF RANGE MUNITIONS TO MINIMIZE CASUALTIES AND DAMAGE
INTELLIGENCE GAINED FROM LOCAL POPULATION SUGGESTS EXISTENCE OF THOUSANDS OF HUMAN POPULATED WORLDS, BELIEVED TO BE MAINLY UNDER CONTROL OF GOU'ALD FORCES
GOU'ALD FORCES ARE NOT UNITED AS ONE COHESIVE FORCE.
MAJOR GOU'ALD POWERS CALLED THE SYSTEM LORDS CURRENTLY ENGAGED IN GALACTIC WAR AGAINST OTHER GOU'ALD FORCES.
ESTIMATED SIZE OF ENEMY FORCE BELIEVED TO NUMBER IN HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS IN TERMS OF GROUND TROOPS, SLAVE/LABOR FORCE BELIEVED TO BE IN BILLIONS. INTELLIGENCE UNITS UNABLE TO VERIFY OR CONFIRM AT THIS TIME
LOCAL POPULATION HAS PROVIDED THE GATE ADDRESSES FOR OVER THREE HUNDRED WORLDS THROUGH THE STARGATE, COLONIAL SCIENTISTS CONFIRM STARGATE VIABILITY
ENEMY PRISONERS CONFIRM THEIR ALLEGIANCE TO SYSTEM LORD ANUBIS, PREVIOUSLY EXILED SYSTEM LORD WHO AIMS TO UNITE ALL GOU'ALD UNDER HIS DOMAIN
THREAT PRIORITY FROM ANUBIS DEEMED AS CRITICAL
NAVIGATIONAL DATA FROM CAPTURED ENEMY VESSEL HAS REVEALED LOCATION OF MAJOR ENEMY SHIPYARD AND PRODUCTION FACILITY LOCATED APPROXIMATLEY SIXTEEN S.U. FROM MAIN KOBOLIAN STAR
ENEMY FORCE PRESENT BELIEVED TO BE ONLY SIX OPERATIONAL HATAK VESSELS, GROUND FORCE ESTIMATED AT ONE MILLION. RECOMMEND RECON MISSIONS TO GATHER INTELLIGENCE AND GENERATE STRIKE OPTIONS FOR HIGHER COMMAND AUTHORITY
FIRST STRIKE GROUP IN SIMULATED ATTACK ON ENEMY SHIPYARD IS AN OVERWHELMING VICTORY RESULTING IN MINIMAL LOSS OF COLONIAL FORCES AND COMPLETE DESTRUCTION OF GOU'ALD FORCES
INTELLIGENCE GAINED FROM INTERROGATION OF HATAK CAPTAIN GOUALD SARKESH REVEALS EXISTENCE OF EARTH AS MAJOR COMBATANT AGAINST GOU'ALD FORCES.
EARTH HEAVILY OUTNUMBERED AGAINST ENEMY FLEET UNITS. BELIEVED TO BE USING ELITE UNITS OF SPECIAL OPERATIONS FORCES TO CONDUCT GUREILLA WARFARE AGAINST GOU'ALD FORCES.
EARTH STRATEGY BELIEVED TO BE ONE LAUNCHING SURGICAL STRIKES AGAINST TARGETS OF OPPORTUNITY USING ENEMY ARROGANCE AND MILITARY SUPERIORITY AGAINST GOU'ALD FORCES TO MAXIMUM EFFECT.
***ENEMY PRISONERS REVEAL ANUBIS PLANS TO ATTACK EARTH WITHIN THE NEXT THREE MONTHS***
"Anubis is planning to attack earth!" Said William as he finished reading the report.
"It appears that way sir. Earth is apparently a major player on the galactic scale albeit fairly new. They apparently launched the all out war the gou'ald are currently in by killing Ra, former supreme supreme system lord. Now they're all fighting to see who the next one is. Earth is using that war against them to great effect sir."
"I can see the strategy, bide their time, wait until the enemy is weak and strike with everything they got" He replied as let out a long breath
"They wont win, not without major help sir" Replied his commander.
"I agree, Kobol and Stanava are secured for now. The fleet will take steps to ensure they stay that way. But right now our major priorities need to be R&D and development of new weapons systems. Especially shielding, in a mass engagement they wont need to be accurate to inflict heavy damage on us" He said drinking from his cup of tea.
"I agree sir, but what about earth. It may take too long to develop those systems before earth is attacked" Replied Devos with concern
"We may have to suffer some heavy losses but the President isn't going to allow earth to be destroyed. We're going to war, there's no doubting it" He replied with a steely resolve.
Sitting besides both men Athena smiled, the two men completely unaware of their goddess sitting next to them
"Alright SG-1, SG-5, and SG-7, you're mission is to ascertain the identity of these people and determine their intentions. I don't need to tell you that we need allies and we need them now. God speed people"
As the gate dialed and the gate room technicians prepared to send the MALP through Colonel Jack O'neill looked over at Teal'c and said "T you ever heard of someone besides the Asgard being able to take down a hatak like that report said they did?"
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and replied "I have not O'neill. But they appear to be a formidable enemy to Anubis and would none the less make an invaluable ally"
"That's a given sir, hell the Prometheus is a match for maybe one Hatak but against more than that. I wouldn't take my chances sir"
"So lets go make some new friends then" He replied as the MALP went through.
Arrayed around the gate were the eighteen Scorpion main battle tanks of the Colonial Marine Corps. Their massive 140mm main gun barrels were pointed directly at the main opening of the gate as it activated. Surrounding them were over a thousand Colonial Marines with vipers flying close by ready to provide air support if needed.
Slowly the Malp exited the event horizon and immediately came to a stop.
"Whoa, that is a lot of guns!" Said O'neill looking at the screen.
"They're tech is nearly identical to ours." Said Daniel Jackson as he looked closely at the monitor
"Open a channel" Said General Hammond as Walters did
"This is General George Hammond of the Tauri. We were informed by one of our allies that you defeated an attacking Gou'ald force on this planet. If that is true, we share a common enemy. Would you be interested in opening diplomatic negotiations for a military alliance against the Gou'ald?"
The General saw a lot of the men around the gate visibly relax alittle and one man come forward.
"Can you hear me?" The man asked as he came close to the MALP
"Yes, the Probe is equipped with a microphone and camera that can see and hear you" Replied General Hammond.
"Good, Im Colonel Tillian. You are correct we did defeat the Gou'ald forces attacking this planet. As such we have declared it a protectorate of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol. I will relay your request for diplomatic negotiations to our fleet commander, and I assure you that any personnel you send will be granted full diplomatic protection under our laws"
"Excellent, we extend the same protections to your diplomats as well. We have a team standing by, do we have permission to send them through" The man nodded his reply.
"Colonel, you have a go" Said General Hammond as the teams left the control room and walked up the ramp and through the stargate. Once again a being of all white stood beside those in the control room and smiled before flying off unseen by those present.
Thanks for reading and i sincerely hope you enjoyed. I plan on writing much much more as i already have the outline for the direction this story will go, pretty much done. The first chapter is mainly establishing the foundations of the story. Mostly from the Colonial side but later chapters will focus heavily on the earth side of things. Please review and let me know what you think.