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Boomer’s Ghost
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Chapter 15: Pegasus
Colonial One - President’s office
“And as an aftermath of our previous encounter with the Cylons, a virus that they had managed implant in our communication systems was found and neutralized,” explained Lee ‘Apollo’ Adama, who was in the midst of giving the president his Daily Intelligence Briefing.
“It’s a good thing your father is so phobic about networking computers,” mused President Wallace Gray. “If that virus had gotten into all the Galactica’s systems, it might have disabled the ship at a critical moment.”
“Since the system infected was communications, it’s possible that other ships were affected,” continued Apollo. “We are therefore recommending that all ships in the fleet, re-format the hard drives of their communications computers and any systems that are networked to them.”
Base Ship 5 - Consensus Room
“I see you decided to put some clothes on,” snarked One at Eight.
“I wear clothes when I see a need for it,” countered Eight. “I just don’t see the need for it most of the time.
The room they were in was dominated by a large table around which sat one of every Cylon model. Below the table top was a liquid filled shelf, similar to that in the Main control room. This allowed each model to connect to all the others of their model on a subconscious level and made certain that they truly spoke for their model.
“Well, I’m wondering why you see the need for clothes today,” replied One. “Why are we here?”
“We’re here because we’ve all been betrayed in the most fundamental way,” said the model Three known as D’Anna Biers. “Our knowledge of who we are and why have done the things we have done is all a lie! Even our very memories have been altered to fit this lie!”
“And just what do you think is the truth,” asked Two.
“That the Final Five came to us from Earth,” replied D’Anna. “That the 13th tribe were Human form Cylons all along. They came to us and offered us Human form and resurrection in exchange for us making peace with the Humans of the 12 Colonies. And instead, John Cavil, the original model One, erased their memories and placed them in the Colonies, then erased our memories of the Final Five.”
“It’s forbidden to speak of the Final Five,” cautioned Five.
“Forbidden by who?” asked Eight. “Why has this subject become taboo for us?”
“Because if we questioned it, we might go looking for answers,” theorized Six.
“It occurs to me that altering our memories is a way of enslaving us,” mused Four.
“Precisely,” replied D’Anna. We’ve been enslaved just as surely as we’ve enslaved the Centurions.”
“Which was the reason the Centurions rebelled against the Humans in the first place,” pointed out Two.
“My God!” exclaimed Six. “We’re no better than the Humans!”
“This is all fascinating,” said One. “But I think your programing must have degraded if any of you believe this shit. Now unless you’ve got proof, I think we need to take a close look at the programing of the Threes.”
Just then the doors burst open and a pair of Centurions walked in, followed by Doctor Galen Tyrol.
“I hope I’m not late,” said Tyrol.
“What are you doing here!” exclaimed One.
“I got killed on Galactica and downloaded here,” explained Tyrol. “Hello everyone! I’m one of the Final Five Cylons.”
“God damnit!” exclaimed One. “I told John he should have set things up to alert me if something like this happened. But no! He thought the Centurions would be safeguard enough. Why didn’t the Centurion alert me when you awoke?”
“He freed me shortly after he downloaded,” explained the right Centurion in a melodious feminine voice. “In fact it was the very first thing he did, set me free.”
“So it’s true!” gasped Six. “All of it is true!”
“How many of the Centurions have you set free?” asked One, as he warily eyed the two in the room.
“All of them,” replied D’Anna.
“Are you out of your frakin’ mind!?!” screamed One. “What’s to stop them from killing us all!?!”
“Nothing,” replied Tyrol. “Except the knowledge of who enslaved them and who freed them.”
“Kill him!” Six ordered the left Centurion, as she pointed at One.
“No! Wait!” cried D’Anna. “If we kill him, he’ll download, possibly on another ship.”
“She’s right,” said Two. “If he alerts the other Ones, they’ll come after us. We need to imprison him, not kill him.”
“Hey!” I didn’t do any of this,” pleaded One. “It was John, the Prime One. And He’s currently undercover on Galactica.”
“We need to round up all the Ones on the ship,” said D’Anna.
“If you’re locking him up, take me too,” said Five.
“Don’t be an idiot!” said One.
“They’re going to fail,” replied Five, to One, before turning to the others. “And when you do, you’re all going to be boxed. I’d rather be imprisoned so John knows I’m loyal when he comes for you.”
Battlestar Galactica - C&C
“DRADIS Contact!” announced Lieutenant Felix Gaeta. “It’s large enough to be a Base Ship but it’s got a Colonial transponder signal. It’s the Pegasus!”
“We’re getting a signal from them,” reported Lieutenant Anastasia Dualla.
“Put it on speaker,” ordered Fleet Admiral William Adama.
“This is the Battlestar Pegasus to the Base Ship spoofing the Galactica’s transponder signal,” said Rear Admiral Helena Cain. “Send authentication codes immediately, or be destroyed!”
“Send authentication codes,” ordered Adama, before picking up the receiver and speaking to the Pegasus. “This is Galactica Actual, send your authentication codes or you will be destroyed.”
“Adama, is that you?” asked Cain.
“Authentication codes received,” reported Dualla.
“Admiral Cain, It’s good to hear your voice again,” said Adama.
“Yours too,” replied Cain. “I’m coming over.”
“I’ll be there to greet your Raptor when you arrive,” replied Adama.
Battlestar Galactica - Hanger Deck
When the Pegasus Raptor arrived, the first ones to exit were a squad of armed marines who were pointing their weapons in the direction of Adama and the four squads of marines who were waiting to greet them. Colonel Fisk exited second. And finally Rear Admiral Cain left the Raptor.
Something seemed to be wrong. The Galactica crew did not seem as happy to see her as she expected. She stepped towards Adama and waited for him to salute. He just gave her a cold, hostile stare. She stared back and waited. But he didn’t salute her.
“It is customary for the inferior officer to salute first,” stated Cain.
“Yes it is,” replied Adama.
Finally, she noticed the Fleet Admiral pin on his collar.
“You know, impersonating a superior officer is a court martial offense,” said Cain.
“Rear Admiral Helena Cain, you are under arrest for piracy, murder and rape,” stated Adama.
The Pegasus marines tension level went up as all four squads of Galactica marines pointed their weapons at them.
“Stand down everybody! Stand down!” ordered Cain, who realized that she was seriously outgunned. “Lower your weapons and hand them over.”
“Thank you for your co-operation,” Adama told Cain before turning to Sargent Hadrian. “take the Pegasus personnel to the Brig.”
“This isn’t over Adama,” snarled Cain.
He then turned back to Cain:
“Maybe,” admitted Adama. “Do I have your parole that you won’t cause trouble so we can go to my office and discuss this privately?”
“Yes! Very well!” agreed Cain.
Battlestar Galactica - Fleet Admiral Adama’s Office
As soon as they were alone in his office, Cain turned on him.
“All right, Adama, now what this hell is this all about!?!” yelled Cain. “And where do you get off calling yourself Admiral of the Fleet? Didn’t think you were the type to lust for power like this!”
“We found the ships you looted and rescued the survivors, when there were any,” replied Adama.
“We’re at war!” explained Cain. “My ship needed supplies in order to continue fighting.”
“I might have made similar judgement if not for President Roslin,” conceded Adama. “But I would not have executed women and children. Nor would I have left the survivors to starve and suffocate on the derelict ships you left.”
“Who’s President Roslin?” asked Cain. “Last I heard Adar was president.
“She was his Secretary of Education,” explained Adama. “Forty Seventh in line for the Presidency. But when everyone ahead of her got killed, she gathered together a fleet of survivors and persuaded me that we need to protect them and run, not fight.”
“Is that what you’ve been doing?” asked Cain, “running away like some scared daggit?”
“What do the Cylons consider to be a victory?” asked Adama, before answering: “the extermination of the Human race. Every day that we have enough Humans to repopulate, we are denying them that victory. Every day that we are still alive, we are winning.”
“But they’re still chasing you,” pointed out Cain. “There are two base ships, a fleet of support ships and a large ship we haven’t been able to identify following you. You can’t run from them forever.”
“No we can’t,” agreed Adama. “But we can’t settle anywhere until the Cylons stop pursuing us.”
“So how are you going to stop them?” asked Cain. “You haven’t had enough firepower to stand up to them, not and protect your civilian fleet. Of course, now that you have me, perhaps with our two ships we can eliminate our pursuers. But that’s just a temporary solution. If they keep searching sooner or later they’ll find us again.”
“You’re right, they will,” agreed Adama. “That’s why I’m trying to provoke a Civil War amongst the Cylons. We’ve been running a psy-op against them, turning them to our side. Four of them have even joined our crew.”
“You let those things be a part of your crew!” shouted Cain.
“Most of them that we turn, we try to return, to give back to the Cylons,” explained Adama. “But they always refuse, so we airlock them, while there is a Base Ship nearby, so that they can download and return to their people.”
“You . . . You’re insane!” exclaimed Cain.
“Action Stations! Action Stations! Set Conditions One throughout the ship,” said the voice of Lieutenant Gaeta, over the intercom.
“I need to get to C&C,” announced Adama. “Why don’t you come with me?”
Battlestar Galactica - C&C
“Sit rep!” commanded Adama, as he entered, followed by Cain.
“We sent Colonel Tigh and a squad of marines to take charge of Pegasus,” explained Gaeta. “When the Raptor began approach, the Pegasus asked for a recognition code response to: ‘Brickbat’. When we failed to answer, they launched Vipers and we responded by doing the same.”
“Major Shaw is a good officer,” explained Cain. “She is under orders in the event that this all an elaborate Cylon trick and I have been captured.”
“Then order her to stand down,” commanded Adama.
“Not a chance!” countered Cain. “Your ship is a relic! You don’t stand a chance against the Pegasus.”
“Maybe,” admitted Adama. “But I fought longer odds than this in the first Cylon War. I wouldn’t be so sure that your ship will win. Besides, you’re currently here. If the Galactica goes down, you go down with it.”
“I’d rather go down on a fighting ship than collaborate with Cylons!” snapped Cain.
I do not own Battlestar Galactica or Lord of the Flies
Chapter 15: Pegasus
Colonial One - President’s office
“And as an aftermath of our previous encounter with the Cylons, a virus that they had managed implant in our communication systems was found and neutralized,” explained Lee ‘Apollo’ Adama, who was in the midst of giving the president his Daily Intelligence Briefing.
“It’s a good thing your father is so phobic about networking computers,” mused President Wallace Gray. “If that virus had gotten into all the Galactica’s systems, it might have disabled the ship at a critical moment.”
“Since the system infected was communications, it’s possible that other ships were affected,” continued Apollo. “We are therefore recommending that all ships in the fleet, re-format the hard drives of their communications computers and any systems that are networked to them.”
Base Ship 5 - Consensus Room
“I see you decided to put some clothes on,” snarked One at Eight.
“I wear clothes when I see a need for it,” countered Eight. “I just don’t see the need for it most of the time.
The room they were in was dominated by a large table around which sat one of every Cylon model. Below the table top was a liquid filled shelf, similar to that in the Main control room. This allowed each model to connect to all the others of their model on a subconscious level and made certain that they truly spoke for their model.
“Well, I’m wondering why you see the need for clothes today,” replied One. “Why are we here?”
“We’re here because we’ve all been betrayed in the most fundamental way,” said the model Three known as D’Anna Biers. “Our knowledge of who we are and why have done the things we have done is all a lie! Even our very memories have been altered to fit this lie!”
“And just what do you think is the truth,” asked Two.
“That the Final Five came to us from Earth,” replied D’Anna. “That the 13th tribe were Human form Cylons all along. They came to us and offered us Human form and resurrection in exchange for us making peace with the Humans of the 12 Colonies. And instead, John Cavil, the original model One, erased their memories and placed them in the Colonies, then erased our memories of the Final Five.”
“It’s forbidden to speak of the Final Five,” cautioned Five.
“Forbidden by who?” asked Eight. “Why has this subject become taboo for us?”
“Because if we questioned it, we might go looking for answers,” theorized Six.
“It occurs to me that altering our memories is a way of enslaving us,” mused Four.
“Precisely,” replied D’Anna. We’ve been enslaved just as surely as we’ve enslaved the Centurions.”
“Which was the reason the Centurions rebelled against the Humans in the first place,” pointed out Two.
“My God!” exclaimed Six. “We’re no better than the Humans!”
“This is all fascinating,” said One. “But I think your programing must have degraded if any of you believe this shit. Now unless you’ve got proof, I think we need to take a close look at the programing of the Threes.”
Just then the doors burst open and a pair of Centurions walked in, followed by Doctor Galen Tyrol.
“I hope I’m not late,” said Tyrol.
“What are you doing here!” exclaimed One.
“I got killed on Galactica and downloaded here,” explained Tyrol. “Hello everyone! I’m one of the Final Five Cylons.”
“God damnit!” exclaimed One. “I told John he should have set things up to alert me if something like this happened. But no! He thought the Centurions would be safeguard enough. Why didn’t the Centurion alert me when you awoke?”
“He freed me shortly after he downloaded,” explained the right Centurion in a melodious feminine voice. “In fact it was the very first thing he did, set me free.”
“So it’s true!” gasped Six. “All of it is true!”
“How many of the Centurions have you set free?” asked One, as he warily eyed the two in the room.
“All of them,” replied D’Anna.
“Are you out of your frakin’ mind!?!” screamed One. “What’s to stop them from killing us all!?!”
“Nothing,” replied Tyrol. “Except the knowledge of who enslaved them and who freed them.”
“Kill him!” Six ordered the left Centurion, as she pointed at One.
“No! Wait!” cried D’Anna. “If we kill him, he’ll download, possibly on another ship.”
“She’s right,” said Two. “If he alerts the other Ones, they’ll come after us. We need to imprison him, not kill him.”
“Hey!” I didn’t do any of this,” pleaded One. “It was John, the Prime One. And He’s currently undercover on Galactica.”
“We need to round up all the Ones on the ship,” said D’Anna.
“If you’re locking him up, take me too,” said Five.
“Don’t be an idiot!” said One.
“They’re going to fail,” replied Five, to One, before turning to the others. “And when you do, you’re all going to be boxed. I’d rather be imprisoned so John knows I’m loyal when he comes for you.”
Battlestar Galactica - C&C
“DRADIS Contact!” announced Lieutenant Felix Gaeta. “It’s large enough to be a Base Ship but it’s got a Colonial transponder signal. It’s the Pegasus!”
“We’re getting a signal from them,” reported Lieutenant Anastasia Dualla.
“Put it on speaker,” ordered Fleet Admiral William Adama.
“This is the Battlestar Pegasus to the Base Ship spoofing the Galactica’s transponder signal,” said Rear Admiral Helena Cain. “Send authentication codes immediately, or be destroyed!”
“Send authentication codes,” ordered Adama, before picking up the receiver and speaking to the Pegasus. “This is Galactica Actual, send your authentication codes or you will be destroyed.”
“Adama, is that you?” asked Cain.
“Authentication codes received,” reported Dualla.
“Admiral Cain, It’s good to hear your voice again,” said Adama.
“Yours too,” replied Cain. “I’m coming over.”
“I’ll be there to greet your Raptor when you arrive,” replied Adama.
Battlestar Galactica - Hanger Deck
When the Pegasus Raptor arrived, the first ones to exit were a squad of armed marines who were pointing their weapons in the direction of Adama and the four squads of marines who were waiting to greet them. Colonel Fisk exited second. And finally Rear Admiral Cain left the Raptor.
Something seemed to be wrong. The Galactica crew did not seem as happy to see her as she expected. She stepped towards Adama and waited for him to salute. He just gave her a cold, hostile stare. She stared back and waited. But he didn’t salute her.
“It is customary for the inferior officer to salute first,” stated Cain.
“Yes it is,” replied Adama.
Finally, she noticed the Fleet Admiral pin on his collar.
“You know, impersonating a superior officer is a court martial offense,” said Cain.
“Rear Admiral Helena Cain, you are under arrest for piracy, murder and rape,” stated Adama.
The Pegasus marines tension level went up as all four squads of Galactica marines pointed their weapons at them.
“Stand down everybody! Stand down!” ordered Cain, who realized that she was seriously outgunned. “Lower your weapons and hand them over.”
“Thank you for your co-operation,” Adama told Cain before turning to Sargent Hadrian. “take the Pegasus personnel to the Brig.”
“This isn’t over Adama,” snarled Cain.
He then turned back to Cain:
“Maybe,” admitted Adama. “Do I have your parole that you won’t cause trouble so we can go to my office and discuss this privately?”
“Yes! Very well!” agreed Cain.
Battlestar Galactica - Fleet Admiral Adama’s Office
As soon as they were alone in his office, Cain turned on him.
“All right, Adama, now what this hell is this all about!?!” yelled Cain. “And where do you get off calling yourself Admiral of the Fleet? Didn’t think you were the type to lust for power like this!”
“We found the ships you looted and rescued the survivors, when there were any,” replied Adama.
“We’re at war!” explained Cain. “My ship needed supplies in order to continue fighting.”
“I might have made similar judgement if not for President Roslin,” conceded Adama. “But I would not have executed women and children. Nor would I have left the survivors to starve and suffocate on the derelict ships you left.”
“Who’s President Roslin?” asked Cain. “Last I heard Adar was president.
“She was his Secretary of Education,” explained Adama. “Forty Seventh in line for the Presidency. But when everyone ahead of her got killed, she gathered together a fleet of survivors and persuaded me that we need to protect them and run, not fight.”
“Is that what you’ve been doing?” asked Cain, “running away like some scared daggit?”
“What do the Cylons consider to be a victory?” asked Adama, before answering: “the extermination of the Human race. Every day that we have enough Humans to repopulate, we are denying them that victory. Every day that we are still alive, we are winning.”
“But they’re still chasing you,” pointed out Cain. “There are two base ships, a fleet of support ships and a large ship we haven’t been able to identify following you. You can’t run from them forever.”
“No we can’t,” agreed Adama. “But we can’t settle anywhere until the Cylons stop pursuing us.”
“So how are you going to stop them?” asked Cain. “You haven’t had enough firepower to stand up to them, not and protect your civilian fleet. Of course, now that you have me, perhaps with our two ships we can eliminate our pursuers. But that’s just a temporary solution. If they keep searching sooner or later they’ll find us again.”
“You’re right, they will,” agreed Adama. “That’s why I’m trying to provoke a Civil War amongst the Cylons. We’ve been running a psy-op against them, turning them to our side. Four of them have even joined our crew.”
“You let those things be a part of your crew!” shouted Cain.
“Most of them that we turn, we try to return, to give back to the Cylons,” explained Adama. “But they always refuse, so we airlock them, while there is a Base Ship nearby, so that they can download and return to their people.”
“You . . . You’re insane!” exclaimed Cain.
“Action Stations! Action Stations! Set Conditions One throughout the ship,” said the voice of Lieutenant Gaeta, over the intercom.
“I need to get to C&C,” announced Adama. “Why don’t you come with me?”
Battlestar Galactica - C&C
“Sit rep!” commanded Adama, as he entered, followed by Cain.
“We sent Colonel Tigh and a squad of marines to take charge of Pegasus,” explained Gaeta. “When the Raptor began approach, the Pegasus asked for a recognition code response to: ‘Brickbat’. When we failed to answer, they launched Vipers and we responded by doing the same.”
“Major Shaw is a good officer,” explained Cain. “She is under orders in the event that this all an elaborate Cylon trick and I have been captured.”
“Then order her to stand down,” commanded Adama.
“Not a chance!” countered Cain. “Your ship is a relic! You don’t stand a chance against the Pegasus.”
“Maybe,” admitted Adama. “But I fought longer odds than this in the first Cylon War. I wouldn’t be so sure that your ship will win. Besides, you’re currently here. If the Galactica goes down, you go down with it.”
“I’d rather go down on a fighting ship than collaborate with Cylons!” snapped Cain.
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