Disclaimer: I do not own Battlestar Galactica or any spin off series of it.

I was inspired to write this after reading up on the few attempts to revive the series and a mock trailer called Battlestar Galactica: The Second Coming which was actually created, produced, directed, and starred by Richard Hatch, the actor who played the original Apollo and Tom Zarek in the re-imagined series who convinced many actors from the original series, including John Colicos who played the original Baltar in an effort to convince Universal Studios to green light a new series or a motion picture.

So I want to try my own attempt at writing my own version of what the original series would be like if it was revived. This contains elements of Richard Hatch's mock trailer and the cancelled Singer-DeSanto revived versions of the series which I do not own either of. I also dedicate this story to the memory of original Battlestar Galactica actors Lorne Green who played the original Commander Adama, John Colicos who like I said played the original Baltar, Jonathan Harris who voiced the Il-series Cylon Lucifer who was assigned to work with Baltar, Lloyd Bridges who played the original Commander Cain, and George Murdock who played Dr. Salik whose counterpart was Dr. Cottle on the re-imagined series and starred in Hatch's mock trailer who all sadly passed away but they have not been forgotten nor I do think they ever shall be forgotten.

Because in the original Battlestar Galactica series and other televisions shows that they have stared in, they live on.

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Original Series Battlestar Galactica terms:

Centura – Possibly Century

Yarhen – Year

Quatron – Month

Secton – Week

Time Cycle – Day

Centar – Hour

Milicenton – Ten Minutes

Centon – Minute

Micron – Second

Parsec – Ninety Million Miles

Hectar – Nine Million Miles

Sectar – Possibly mixed up with hectar or nine thousand miles

Metric – Kilometer

Maxim – Ten Meters

Metron – Meter

Megon – Megaton

Gigon- Gigaton

Radion – Rad

Volton – Voltage

Wavelon – Wavelength

Daggit – Dog

Magna- Unknown but possibly a strong material

Tylinium - Unknown but possibly a strong material

I wrote this list down not just to let anyone who is reading know what they mean but they can help me remember because the original series had a different set of terminologies than we do.

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There are those who believe...

That life here began out there, far across the Universe...

With tribes of humans...

Who may have been the forefathers of the Egyptians...

Or the Toltecs...

Or the Mayans...

That they may have been the architects of the Great Pyramids...

Or the lost civilizations of Lemuria...

Or Atlantis.

Somebelieve that there may yet be brothers of man...

Who even now fight to survive—somewhere beyond the heavens!

BATTLESTAR GALACTICA

THE SECOND COMING

For those who find this record I am Commander Adama and I am writing this log for anyone out there in the universe to find if we do not survive our exodus from our home which contains the truth of the war between the Cylon Centurions and the human race of the Twelve Colonies. Somewhere in our galaxy, there lived an intelligent race of serpents known as Cylons. These serpents were a warlike race that crafted a race of super intelligent machines: the Cylon Centurions. They created these machines after discovering humans were physically superior to them and the most practical form of life in the galaxy.

They copied our bodies to make these machines but they were made stronger with interchangeable parts that allowed these machines to live forever. Any who opposed them were crushed beneath the unyielding onslaught and all who tried to escape were hunted down and executed. Soon even newer and more deadly models were created to assist the Cylons in their campaign of genocide. The skies of conquered worlds darkened with deadly Cylon Raiders and in space the Cylons used their giant Baseships to ensure that almost nowhere in known space were safe from the might of the Cylons. Then the Cylons created a ruler of the Centurions, a model based off of the original Cylons themselves known as the Imperious Leader.

It was that point in time the reptilian Cylons allowed themselves to be overcome by their own technology and soon enough met their end at the hands of their own machine servants due to an error in their programming: eliminate everything that is imperfect and bring order to the known universe. The machine Cylons, under the command of the Imperious Leader began expanding their sphere of influence throughout the universe, conquering and enslaving all species in their reach and those that resisted were marked for extermination which is what began the Thousand Yarhen War when we defended our neighbors, the Hasaris, one of the races the Cylons attempted to enslave. It was our resistance against the Cylons that made them intent on destroying all mankind. They waged war across the Twelve Colonies of Man, driven with an almost fanatical determination to destroy the race that had resisted them.

The war between man and machine waged for over a thousand yarhens with no end in sight. The Imperious Leader decreed that humanity was to be exterminated and thus utilized the technological knowledge it had been gifted with to its full potential. The Cylons rampaged across the Colonies with their advanced technologies and they overwhelmed almost all form of resistance that fought back against them. However for all the knowledge and ever increasing power the Cylons had at their disposal they had underestimated the determination of man's refusal to allow themselves to be exterminated by their own creations.

The Cylons had become arrogant and they didn't believe that the humans could stop them and so they launched a campaign to wipe out the Colonies but the humans had not only stopped the attack somehow they managed to force the Cylons out of human territory. The race known as humans fought back with unpredictability and sheer cunning that allowed them to slowly push the Cylons back until both sides maintained territories of their own that split the known galaxy in half. The humans built giant warships known as 'Battlestars' to protect their worlds against the dreaded Cylon fleet while Colonial 'Vipers' fought against the Cylon fighters in the air and in space while Colonial Warriors engaged the Centurion ground soldiers in the cities, jungles, mountains and even oceans of the Colonies, reverse engineering captured Cylon technology and making advancements of their own during the small times of peace during the war. Though both sides had grown stronger through the conflict a stalemate had been reached as neither side was capable of destroying the other.

One of the greatest defeats we suffered was the Battle of Molecay where the Fifth Fleet was destroyed and the flagship the Battlestar Pegasus under the command of one of our greatest military leaders, Commander Cain was believed to have been lost with the fleet. Through a series of long negotiations the Cylons had finally agreed to a truce and the signing of an armistice at a remote location between their territories. While the Colonial Fleet gathered for this historic event everyone waited eagerly for this historic event that is perhaps the single greatest moment in the history of the Twelve Colonies.

What we failed to realize was that it was a trap.

The liaison who claimed the Cylons were suing for peace led humanity into a trap which led to our defeat under the promise he would rule over what was left of our people. We were almost caught completely off guard and the President's Battlestar was destroyed in the opening attack but we soon realized that the attack was a diversion for another attack aimed at our home worlds, the Twelve Colonies themselves. The Cylons had slipped past our defenses and completely destroyed the Colonies by bombing our cities and left the planet unsuitable for life by poisoning the ecosystem. Billions of lives were lost as the Cylons attacked without hesitance or remorse in their directives to exterminate us.

With our fleet and our homes destroyed I gathered what remaining survivors that were left and escaped our ravaged homes in a fleet of whatever ships that could carry them. Upon asking where would we go I thought back to our recorded history of how we descended from a mother civilization, a race that went out into space and established colonies. I decided to set out in search of a surviving colony that was only remembered to us only though ancient writing and was perhaps the only surviving one left in the universe that is perhaps our only chance for refuge from the Cylons. A thirteenth colony that was established by the final tribe that separated from the other twelve tribes of our home world of Kobol.

This thirteenth tribe is described in legend that states that they had settled on a planet known as…Earth.


Deep Space
1.5 Parsec From Any Inhabited System

A single small ship moved through the darkness of space with the engines making a humming sound heard only by the crew onboard. The ship was shaped like a giant bat that looked sleek with its wings angled downwards that made it resemble a bat. Onboard the ship three revolving red eyes watched the scanners and instruments with cold machine efficiency as their fighter glided through space, searching for their quarry. They had not seen their quarry for a very long time but their leaders ordered them to search all of space for those they hunted and they would continue until they carried out their orders.

Their machine minds worked together in piloting a single fighter, synchronized to the point that they weren't just pilots but the ships themselves. The pilot and the gunner sat at the front in the large cockpit while the commander sat at the rear station, observing the data the scans showed and instantly created strategies to adapt to any form of situation or what the next course of action would be. Their programming was advanced enough that they could comprehend the need for strategy and patience in long term searching and they understood that their enemy was cunning and underestimating them was dangerous.

"Scanners have detected Ion trails. Confirmed to match the trail of the Colonial fleet." The pilot stated in a cold machine tone.

"Follow the trail and send a transmission to our baseship."

"By your command."

The ship turned back in the direction of its origin but they had finally found the trail that would lead them to their prey.

The hunt was renewed.


New Caprica
Capital City
Colonial School

"It is the seventh millennium of mankind and has been over twenty five yarhens since the end of the great war. After the destruction of our home worlds by our enemies, the machine race called the Cylons, our leaders gathered as many survivors as they could and set off through the stars to find a place of a refuge. We eventually found a planet rich in resources with a breathable atmosphere and founded a new civilization on our colony New Caprica, one that is centered around pleasure and comfort instead of war and strife life that our previous colonies lived." A woman wearing a blue uniform said to the class of children who listened to her about the history of their heritage.

"When did anyone last see the Cylons?" A boy raised his hand and asked.

"The last time the fleet encountered the Cylons was twenty yarhens ago when we escaped detection." The teacher answered.

"Why did they want to kill us?" A girl asked.

"Supposedly because we threatened them. You see we intervened when the Cylons were subjugating our neighbors and the Cylons were threatened by us which led to the great war. Some say the war lasted a thousand yarhens that were long and bloody which they were but there were short periods of peace between us as both sides needed time to rebuild their fleets and find more resources. As you all know the Cylons were originally a race of evolved reptiles that created a machine race based off of our forms to serve their needs but the machines eventually turned against them and established an empire to bring about their idea of order and perfection throughout the universe." The teacher explained. "Our fleets were more advanced but the Cylons had the numbers and it was our advanced fleets that showed the Cylons that humanity was a threat to them and their empire. At the end of the war we lost and the Cylons forced us to flee our home worlds and we traveled for over five yarhens before we found our new home."

"What about Earth? Did we ever find it?"

"No." The teacher shook her head. "Though the late Commander Adama believed Earth was real our people eventually became tired of traveling through space and decided it was best to find a planet to sustain us instead of looking for a world that might not even exist. We found New Caprica and decided to settle here, starting a new life instead of constantly wondering the stars for a planet that might not even exist or accept us."

"Does Earth really exist?" Another boy asked.

The woman hesitated. "No one really knows if Earth really exists or not."

"So what if the Cylons find us?" Another girl asked.

"No one has seen the Cylons in twenty yarhens." The teacher shook her head. "They are not coming back. Class dismissed!"

The teacher watched as her student's left the room and looked up the ceiling, sighing.

"Sometimes I think my brother is torturing me with this teacher's job." Colonel Athena muttered as she left the room.

It was cycles like these she preferred to be back on the bridge of the Galactica, even when it was under attack by relentless Cylons.