The price of freedom
She looked through her window at the rainy day. New Caprica was dark now; darker than ever since they'd arrived. Who'd betrayed them to the Cylons? They'd probably never know. It had been two weeks since now-president Baltar surrendered and we were left by the Battlestars Galactica, Pegasus and the civilian fleet they had once been part of. They were told not to challenge the Cylons, they would be left alive if they didn't resist. They all knew it was rubbish – The Cylon's didn't need a reason to bomb the colonies, why could they be expected to keep their word in this case? Either way, she was sick of the occupation. It had already gone on too long.
After moving into orbit, the Cylons began to prevent any traffic, radio or physical, from leaving the planet. Though, at the time, it had been considered a great idea, moving to New Caprica was now widely regarded as a bad choice by the populace. The human Cylons were the worst. They were indistinguishable from the normal humans; the only difference being their cold, emotionless attitudes towards the tin cans that walked amongst them.
Toaster was not a name that was "sanctioned" by the Human Cylons, utterances led to punishment. However, this hadn't stopped some of the more hostile and aggressive members from defying. Kara Anders had been publicly beaten twice and her husband, though he attempted to protect her, was too weak and couldn't. It was wrong but not many of them had the bravery to even contemplate going up against them. However, Shereen was of a different mind. She was from the original Caprica and had been on board a Civilian liner. Now she was reduced to house confinement for fear of being reprimanded.
President Baltar, being the wretch that he was, allowed these daemons to continue their reign, even though he knew the consequences; there were even rumours that he may be a Cylon, or at least a sympathiser. Everyone knew and understood that on board the Battlestars, both of the commanders would be planning a rescue mission and when that day came, unless the civilians were prepared, they would all be killed by the machines in an efficient and brutal way.
She watched for many minutes. Watched as the machines patrolled an empty marketplace, seemingly just because it could. However, after a few minutes, she noticed they began entering tents, accompanied by Human Cylons and re-emerging, dragging screaming humans.
Though she knew watching was dangerous, she couldn't take her eyes away. She watched as a man was knelt in front of a Human form Cylon. A woman with blonde hair and blue eyes spoke a few words to which the man didn't reply. With only a glance to a tin can, it opened fire and killed the man.
Battlestar Galactica
Lee traversed the corridors and passageways that once again were filled with life. Though they weren't all experienced, they were better than nothing. People had been drafted from anywhere and were now playing the role of military officials. Bill Adama had called Lee to his office, along with acting XO Karl Agathon. Between them, they needed to formulate a plan that could remove the Cylon's strangling grip of New Caprica without killing hundreds of innocents.
Lee entered; slightly late as was often the case, but he entered to see the meeting hadn't begun.
"Good evening," Lee said to them both "I trust everything's okay."
"Okay?" Bill questioned, almost a hint of annoyance in his voice "We've just been driven from the human race, with no way to get back there!"
Lee noticed the icy-ness and wasn't sure how to respond, luckily Karl broke the ice.
"Admiral, I'm sure he only meant health-wise," Helo started "However, it is important that we work this out, and fast. Any ideas?"
"Not one." Lee admitted.
"Well, I think just jumping in would cause a lot of un-necessary death." Bill said.
"What about planning it in co-ordination with the planet?" Karl suggested.
"How would we even attempt that?" Lee wondered
"If we could just get a message to Kara or Tigh, we might be able to organise a resistance movement and incite a rebellion at the exact moment we jump in."
"It's still too risky" Bill said, always playing the voice of caution.
"How could we change the odds?" Lee asked, he knew it was a stupid question but he wanted to know what the response was.
New Caprica
The president sat, awaiting Six. Could she really be who she claimed to be? The woman he had been… he had fallen in love with. How could it be? He smiled as she entered the room.
"Good evening Gaius" she said, "How are you finding Cylon rule?"
"It's an… Interesting experience" he replied, slightly shakily.
"You don't need to lie Gaius. You hate this."
"I, I don't hate you being here, just your way of doing things."
"For example?"
"Public beatings, murder, blockades; need I go on?"
"Unfortunate, but not arbitrary." She replied, "They all committed a crime against the Cylons."
"And why shouldn't they?" Gaius questioned "You came here, under a flag of peace and now, you occupy the planet, beating and killing those who do not support you!"
Six looked taken aback. "Do you really believe this?"
Baltar looked deep into her eyes, he saw the warm chill of her glare and he began to question what he was saying. He was turning against the occupation force!
"There are those who do."
Meanwhile, in the streets, the man who had been shot was carried away by other New Capricans. There and then, there was great hate, perhaps even greater than before. They were easier to like when they had no hate-able qualities. Shereen stared, she stood by the window and watched as the man's life was extinguished and the starving, weak civilians were forced to carry the corpse away from the area.
From her window, Shereen saw it all. Cylons and humans, every human seemed to know her, every Cylon seemed to ignore her. She considered it to be a blessing and returned to her tasks.
The Fleet
She sat. She didn't know what was going on and wasn't sure she wanted to. Lee had been gone for a long time now, he was a great tactician and she felt much safer when he was her CO. Dualla had moved to the Pegasus when they'd began to move to New Caprica. She was now serving as an XO, in fact, when Lee was gone; she was pretty much the only officer.
Nervously she watched the hours fly past, one then two, waiting for his return. Anxious to hear news of the plan, she couldn't wait another week while the Cylons were occupying and enslaving New Caprica.
"Commander on Deck" Someone uttered half-heartedly from the back of the bridge. Lee hated that, you'd think the man would've learnt that by now but still, he insisted that procedure be followed.
"Dee, can I talk to you for a minute?" Lee asked her softly,
"Are we? Are we going back?" She asked, desperate to be re-assured.
"They'll never see us coming."