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Chapter 1- New Home

"Has any one else arrived lieutenant?" Adama asks as he sits at his desk looking over inventory reports.

"No sir; no one's arrived in the past twelve hours sir."

Adama sighs; it's been three days since they left Tarsonisand and made it to the rendevous point. During that time more and more ships, both military and civilian, had been arriving, but now after twelve hours no one else had arrived. Truly Adama had been exhausted; in the past three days he'd gotten maybe eight hours of worth of sleep as he spent all of his waking time meeting with ship captains, assesing the damage to both the civilian and military ships, and checking their inventory.

"Whats the status of the fleet both civilian and military?"

"The civilian fleet is ready to go sir. We've either repaired the damaged to the vessels or have salvaged what we can and the scuttled them. The military fleet is as ready as it can be; we've repaired as much of the fleet as we can though several are suffering from lingring damage that we are unable to fix unless we get to a dry dock. Our ship sir for example sir has sustainrf damage along the energy conduits for the Yamato Cannon. I'm afraid we can't charge it until the damage is repaired and thats not something we can do in space."

Adama nods his head at the status of the situation. The batle on Tarsonis had been one of the most grueling battle he'd seen to date and he's not surprised that the damage is as bad as it is. If anything he knows it could've been far worse. "How are our stores for the journey?"

"Were good on supplies such as food, weapons, and spare parts; however the civilian fleet is running extremely short on Vespene."

"How badly?"

"Too much sir; according to calculations the civilian fleet will run out of Vespene several days before we reach our destination. "

Druming his fingers on the desk he asks, "Is their anything we can do to stretch our supplies until we make it"

"Afraid not sir; I've had logistics crunching number all afternoon and their just too many people for the ships enviormental sytems to handle the extra people without crashing."

"So then we need to get more vespene. Are their any sources close enough for us to reach quickly?"

"Yes sir." The Lt. hands Adama a pad. "Asteroid K-76 named Axis in the Dominus system. A confederate survey team reported a very large supply of raw vespene with accessible geysers. According to availale information a team was sent out to build a refinery, but their is nothing in the reportthat says about their progress or if their still there."

"Doesn't matter; it's close enough and not to far out of our way. Order all ships to make the jump."

"Aye sir." The Lt. snaps a slaute and turns on heel and walks out the door.

Knowing that it'll take several hours to reach the sytem Adama informs his XO that he'll be in charge while Adama tries to sleep and recharge his overly exhausted mind.

Sitting in his Captain's chair Adama patiently waits for a report from his advance scouts. The entire fleet had come out of Hyperspace just out side the Dominus system and had deployed several wraiths to scout the situation. It been almost an hour and he's yet to hear anything; he's getting ready to try and hail them when his Adjutant says, "incomming message."

"Sir this is Shadow leader we've just completed our inspection."

"Status of the asteroid pilot?"

"it's bad sir."

"Has the refinery been destroyed?"

"Worse sir; it's all been infested by Zerg."

Several hours later Adama is sitting in his ready room looking over recon pictures from Shadow sqaudron. The surface of Axis is completly over run with Zerg; the number of building and Hatcheries tells that the it's only a medium size Hive cluster. Still that didn't mean it woud be easy; with the number of Zerg that could be in their the fighting could be intense and costly. To make matters worse more Zerg could arrive and turn it into a blood bath; theres also the question on whether or not theres even any vespene for them to grab. ighing he decides to just sit back and wait to see if his first move reaps any rewards other than two rank promotions.

On board the cloaked Wraith Shadow-2 Ghost operative Joseph Caprini waits patiently for the pilot to signal him to disembark. He's patiently waiting when he hears the pilot say 'one minute'. Nodding to himself he begins his final check of his gear; rifle clean and ready. The rifle has regular ammunition loaded into his rifle along with a few spare clip on his hip as well as several Lockdown shells, but against the Zerg they would be useless and he took them more out of habit then neccesity. Finally he check his suit; no tears or damages; battery life is good for twenty-four hours. Turning the suit on he feels the Wraith slowing down.

"Here we go good luck.'

Nodding his head Joseph disembarks from the Wraith; the only evidence he's on the ground is the little dust that kicks up as he lands. "This is dagger-4 on the ground successfully; beggining reconisance. Will reestablish communications in two hours." After recieving an aknowledgment from the Belliskner he makes his way to the hive cluster.

Several hours later Adama and his senior staff is sitting in the Belliskner's ready room looking at pictures of the reconisance from Axis. The images showed that the Hive Cluster was centered around the remains of the old Confederate mining base; looking at the pics he easily spot the two infested refineries along with a infested Command center and the broken frames of countless other buildings. All over the area are Sunken colonies, spore colonies, and other buildings that the zerg grow when they make their Hive Clusters. The worst part for them are the countless Infested terrans roaming around like zombies.

"So this is all they have? one officer asks

"It's all he can see; we don't know of their are any others hiding below the surface." General Hayfield comments.

There's a murmur of agreement before Adama continues the meeting. "Here's their air defenses." He waves his hand across the screen and the view changes to the sky above Axis. "Their air power consists of hundreds of Scourges and Mutilisks along with a handful of Overlords. Far too many for us too just muscle our way through way."

"What about the vespene?" the Logistic oggicer asks.

Adama hands him a pad. "He managed to get the computers online and locate all of the vespene thats been refined. According to the computer this is how much is sitting in the refineries right now."

The Logistic officer thumbs through the pad and makes several calculations before smiling brightly. "If we can get all of this we'll have enough to make it."

"Good cause now lets seriously begin planning our assault."

The planning for the assault on Axis takes takes two more hours and nearly an entire day to prep all the units for the upcomming battle. Now from the Belliskner Adama gives the order to commence the operation; twenty battlecruisers break off from the fleet and begin to head towards Axis. From the civilian fleet they watch as the battlecruisers spin up their drives and jump way; knowing that they'll return with either enough fuel to get them to their destination, or a horde of Zerg that'll finish what they couldn't at Tarsonis.