Disclaimer: Battlestar Galactica and Sins of a Solar Empire: I own neither, this is strictly a fan-made curiosity. All rights to their respective owners.
Battlestar Galactica X Sins of a Solar Empire Crossover:
'xxxxxxxx' -thoughts
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Xxxxxxx -change in location/time
Titles
I have my own way of writing, so please...let's not get picky with my use of -
A New Hope
Chapter 1: Hello...Cousins!
A few weeks had gone by since the initial colonization efforts of Kressida had begun and the Argonev-class starbase construction was going along smoothly, minus the accidental overload of the first one of it's shield generators. All in all, everything was fairly routine given their circumstances, just the way Valeric liked it.
Or at least that's what he'd like to say.
Their re-supply was due yesterday...
"Sir, DTS convoy inbound!"-Steven's notified the Captain.
"It's about time"-Valeric commented, smirking. They'd been waiting for resupplies and the Designated Trade Ship convoy from the mineral-class world of Calliope was over-due by about 27 hours.
"On-screen"-Valeric said and a holographic display appeared before him as he paced around the bridge slowly, stretching his legs a bit.
Several fluctuations appeared before expanding into a dark-purplish oval shape that seemed to have currents flowing from the center-outward, as the ships suddenly appeared and the distortions disappeared.
"Open a channel"-Valeric wanted to know why they were late. Not as though these things didn't happen but it was best to be on the side of caution, especially considering their situation.
"Aye sir"-Steven's responded.
Static noise and then a chubby-looking man on a holo-pop-up screen appeared before Valeric.
"Greetings Admiral"-Marcolin said with a familiar tone.
"What happened to cause the delay? Anything to worry about?"-Valeric asked.
"No sir, we had several mishaps after the missile-turrets, went off-line, and some debris damaged a couple ships. The loss of cargo had to be re-acquired."-Marcolin informed Valeric, sounding tired.
"Why haven't the construction teams finished with the PDS turrets? Those Gauss cannons should've been completed days before that! Those missile-turrets are only meant to last for a short time as a temporary defense after all"-Valeric said, annoyed at the apparent laziness of STC.
'Standard Terran Construction' my a-'-Valeric was thinking as he got his answer.
"They were using old machinery, or so they say, so they've been having malfunction issues... i guess"-Marcolin said with a visible shake of his head.
"Excuses from the lazy, nothing more"-Valeric said in a disgusted tone. They were here to ensure mankind's survival, not laze around or make an extra credit!
"I won't keep ya, carry on...oh, and if your up for it, i got a bottle of vintage here for the celebration of this endeavor too."-Valeric said to his old friend.
"I'd like too, i really would, but i'm past schedule and need to make a return-trip to Liriope thanks to the STC"-Marcolin said regretfully.
"Very well, 'till we meet again'"-Valeric said as an old farewell to his fellow Captain...even if he was no longer in the military.
"'Till we meet again'"-Marcolin returned, with a salute.
The holo-screen winked out and transmission was cut.
Several hours later:
Valeric's Tactica implant that was fitted over his left eye started streaming a new scout report.
"Well that's not good."-Valeric said as he looked through the data that was being beamed into his eye.
"Sir?"-Steven's asked, slightly worried to hear the Captain say such.
"Nothing you or i need to worry about. The colonists for the desert-world of Daedulas do though. It seems that massive desert-tornadoes are prone on the surface of the planet"-Valeric informed.
"It's moments like this i'm actually glad to be space-bound"-Steven's said with a smile.
"Indeed"-Valeric responded with a smile of his own, thinking of just how awe-full the people going down to terraform and colonize the planet...and like every place they colonized, something about it was unique and not always in a good way.
That was why he loved his job. You got to see all kinds of unique places and things.
A couple months after the construction of the Argonev-class Starbase began, Valeric was going over the most troubling report-update he'd received, once again, about a possible alien mega-structure...the very last thing he wanted to hear.
Or rather, in this particular case, structures. It would seem that some kind of Dyson-like swarm had been discovered. The strange thing was that it didn't have a position around the star itself, but directly across the solar system from Kressida.
Being on the other side of the star and in a stable orbit, directly opposite of the most colonizable planet in the system? He snorted.
Odd, peculiar, strange, trap, irregular...pointless?
Completely inefficient if you asked him. But it was efficient in the sense that it was difficult to find, especially since it appeared to have minimal to no power. It must have, obviously, been built by fairly advanced, technological intelligence's...soo, why?
"Excuse me, sir. But the newly christened Phenro has just arrived"-Steven's said through his personal-integrated-com-link.
{PICL acronym! hahaha, funny stuff!}
"Ah, very good. I'll speak to the captain once i reach the bridge commander"-Valeric replied, heading to the Transporter.
TDN Phenro, the first Kol-class Battleship in this galaxy. At least the STC could prove that they could work fast when it came to building the most powerful ship in their knowledge-construct-center, or KCC as most referred to it.
"I wonder who they chose to captain it?"-Valeric pondered while making his way to the bridge.
Several months later:
Valeric and the first; Rapid Response Fleet, of the Expedition Fleet, had little to do since its formation several weeks ago, until this latest scout report from, near the edge of a small, nearby, galaxy; the Arcova detected a small 'blip' of a phase-space occurrence and it was not them...and certainly not the 1st Terran Defense Force.
1st Rapid Response fleet:(Info on TEC ships from Sins 'Training Manual'-since i still got the original game case)
TDN Akayko; Akkan-Class BattleCruiser. Compliment: 4,000
5 Kodiak Heavy Cruisers. Compliment: 475
3 Cielo Command Cruisers. Compliment: 900
5 Percheron Light Carrier's. Compliment: 450
10 Hoshika Robotics Cruiser's. Compliment: 500
8 Garda Flak Frigates. Compliment: 300
20 Javelis LRM Frigates. Compliment: 200
10 Cobalt Light Frigate. Compliment: 150
21 Arcova Scout Frigates. Compliment: 75
Bringing the combined total to 25,800 people within the 1st Rapid Response Fleet.
Normally, an Akkan-class would never be considered to be assigned to such a fleet as it was perhaps, the slowest Capital ship they had. But, circumstances as they were, there wasn't much of any other choice. They were, after-all, trying to colonize outward, it was just...enforced.
The 1st RR Fleet now had a mission, investigate that area.
True, it wasn't even in their galaxy, but the two galaxies were very close to each other...maybe as close as 10,000LY apart from the closer point as they ran perpendicular to one-another.
Too close...less distance than to the other side of their own, larger galaxy, which was about 45,000 light-years(LY) across.
One week later: New, un-explored galaxy, source of Phase-space distortion.
"There doesn't seem to be much of value here sir."-Valeric's 3rd in command said from his seat at the console.
Valeric quirked his eyebrow at him...'seem to be', were the keywords.
"What is there?"-Valeric asked.
"Well, we'll need to make a few jumps to triangulate but...i think there is an artificial signal coming from nearby space...maybe, i don't know sir. Like i said, we need to make a few more jumps to be sure but..."
"There may be some kind of...alien civilization in this galaxy","Well ain't that just great!"-Valeric said sarcastically.
Several hours later:
Admiral Adama was sitting in his quarters, thinking over what he'd do once this patrol was over with; The Galactica's decommissioning and his own retirement as well.
"Commander Adama, we have a strange DRADIS contact at the edge of sensor range".
{I honestly don't know what the range of DRADIS is}
'What now?-Adama thought as he began moving towards the CIC.
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"Could...could you repeat that, Steven's?"-Valeric asked again, thinking he misheard.
"Sir...whatever they are, they just disappeared...and then appeared roughly 1LY off our Port side"-Steven's said for a third time.
"Hmmmm, can sensors get anymore info on the unknown's?"-Valeric asked.
"One moment sir"-Steven's said as he worked at his station.
"Well? Anything new?"-Valeric asked, growing concerned from the look Steven's had on his face, as well as his silence.
"Steven's!"
"Huh? Oh, right! Well...i...well, sensor's are showing human life-signs on-board those ships sir"-Steven's replied.
"Can we hail them?"-Valeric asked, thinking over how to initiate contact, or to try contacting them at all. They could be just a bunch of far-flung pirates after-all.
"I think...sir, they know we're here. I, i think they are trying to establish communications with us."
"Very well, open a channel."-Valeric said, unable to hide his cautiously tense mood from those around him.
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Battlestar Galactica: CIC
"By the gods, Saul, look at the size of it!"-Adama said in awe as he went over their new findings after 'Jumping' closer o the unknown contacts.
According to their updated DRADIS readings; the largest ship was nearly 3 kilometers in length, about double the size of Galactica, while the smallest unknown ship was almost 200 meters in length. (They haven't seen the fighters/bombers yet from the TEC.
"Cylon's trying to trick us?"-Adama's XO, Saul Tigh, asked skeptically.
"Doubtful...they are designed too different from their standard Basestar's"-Bill Adama said.
"Why not try hailing them and find out, sir?"-The Comm officer suggested.
Adama wasn't sure about it, but, in the end, he gave the order to go ahead and try initiating contact.
Whatever information they could get on these 'unknown's' the better...he was not, however, prepared for what happened next...a human, or human-looking entity that responded to their hail.
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"Hello...fellow humans!"-Valeric said with a somewhat, strained cheerfulness, as he answered their hail.
Gibberish followed after, a response of some kind...
"How much dialog will we need before the linguistic translator is ready?"-Valeric asked, looking to the side at the Comm officer.
"A few minutes of talking should do it sir...we need the majority of their everyday-words to get anything close to a decent translator program for communications."-She said, her excitement almost palpable.
"Very well"-Valeric said as he turned his head around to his Tech expert on the bridge; "Tech specialist Yauro, can we get a visual feed on these...people, through our QDS?"
"Working on it as we speak, sir."-Yauro replied, seeming to be his usual, agitated self.
A few minutes of 'talking' went by as the LT and QDS made face to face(video-call, basically) doable.
The translator began working and the QDS created holo-vids of the two that were trying to establish dialog and established a link between each other.
The moment the QDS activated, the Translator let them hear what the humans of this galaxy thought of it...
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"What the Frak!"
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This may be getting released a bit sooner than planned, oh well.