AN: I am new to all of this. This is my very first foray into fiction writing—ever. Please be forgiving. I also have a sneaking suspicion that my chapters will be way-super-much shorter than those of other writers on this site. I'm a little slow, and it's a little like pulling teeth.

Rated T for angst, and just in case. It takes place after "Revelations," is speculative based on season 4.5 promos, will probably turn into alternate universe.

The Book of Pythia

Prologue

The Book of Pythia is a historical document.... Or, at least, based on one. It's not a complete manuscript. No, the Book of Pythia is the leftover bits and pieces of an older, complete work—chopped up, edited, erased, overwritten, and then glued back together—molded to suit the needs of the priestly class, who ironically have now forgotten its very existence. The text was sanitized, made into doctrine, regularized by committee. Turned into religious propaganda, it became a tool demagoguery—history transformed into religion to control the people.

So thoroughly had they done their job that the text lay forgotten, moldering in a box so far back in the archives of the sacred scrolls that the priests themselves no longer knew about it. The original Pythian text was lost to humanity. But not to the Clylons.

What no one, not the priests who suppressed the original, nor the Cylons, knew was that the Pythian text was not a book of prophecy at all—it was, in fact, a history of sorts—a future history. The cycle of time is real. And it can really mess with your head. A true prophecy is a vision of the future, a future that hasn't happened yet. A future history is a record of what is to come, informed by what has already come to pass. The prophet becomes historian, the historian, prophet.

But who wrote it? Who knew the history of the future, and how?

This is the story of the lone surviving copy of that manuscript and its role in the cycle of time and the fate of mankind.