Galactica was something like no other, but the only other space ship I had to compare it to was the Base Star- which should be gone by now to heal itself. Caprica made a gesture to me to follow her out of the raptor. She stepped out first. I had butterflies in my stomach. I was so nervous. It was a good thing I know how to mask my emotions. I watched as Caprica exited the raptor, full of confidence and determination, two things I'm going to need if I'm going to survive this mission. I tried to copy her confidence. I heard gasps as I descended from the raptor. Probably because no one expected to see a human child come out of a raptor with a Cylon as my savior. I heard guns aim at someone. Searching the room, I realized it was marines aiming their guns at Caprica. Something in them faltered when their eyes settled on me. My eyes scanned the room, seeing most of my targets. Admiral William Adama, Captain Lee Adama, President Laura Roslin, Lieutenant Mary Roslin, Lieutenant Kara Thrace, and him.
Obviously he notice me too, otherwise he wouldn't have me in his arms right now and lifted from the ground, spinning me around and hugging tightly to where I could barely breathe. I thought I'd be relieved to see him. I mean Ian is my best friend. I've known him since diapers. But, it just felt strange. It stung actually. I somehow knew that I wasn't supposed to be with him, or maybe it was that he was human and it stung Cylons to hug Humans. No, that's not it. I am just not meant to be in his arms. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I needed to get out of his embrace.
'Pretend you don't know Ian. That Cylons wiped your memory of some people in your life, him included.' A voice in my head told me that sounded a lot like Caprica's voice. I did as told and pushed myself in a confused manner away from Ian. I knew it hurt him, but was worsewas that a part of me was happy with it's triumph in bringing him some pain.
"Luna, what's wrong?" He asked me. I gave him a confused look.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?" I asked him. Obviously my acting skills were impeccable because he believed me, and he always knew when I lied to him.
"The Cylons erased her memories of some people in her life. For some reason, the Cylon council was interested in her and kept her alive," Caprica said, pausing. "enough." she finished.
President Roslin walked over to me, everyone's eyes following her, half the marines gun trained on Caprica and the other half trained on me. I guess they haven't seen me as a friend instead of a foe yet. The President stayed arms length of me.
"Luna, was it?" She asked me, her voice questioning and cautious.
"Yes, Ma'am." I answered respectfully.
"Luna, do remember anything from your past?" she asked, coming closer. Usually it bother me that she did, but with it sort of felt familiar. 'How do I know her?' I heard a voice in my head. It wasn't mine and it wasn't Caprica's. And even if I have only heard it once, I believe it was President's Roslin's voice.
"No, Ma'am." I replied.
I felt something wash over me. It was like someone was trying to get into my mind and memories. I lost my balance, for a millisecond. But like a computer, I found out someone was trying to access my memories. I looked around to find two focused faces staring straight at me. Lieutenant Mary Roslin and President Laura Roslin. I easily blocked them. But to make it sound more crazy, I cupped my ears and groaned.
"Get out of my head!" I screamed, but instead of just scaring them, the three, me, President Roslin, and her sister, of us were shocked.
Once the shock had passed, each of stared into each other's eye's, hoping for an explanation, but all we saw was confusion. I took my hands from my ears only to find two hand resting on my shoulders. Immediately put on alert, I grabbed one hand and flipped over the owner of the hand and pinned the person. I was both surprised and embarrassed to find that it was Caprica only trying to help.
"Sorry, Caprica." I apologized.
I helped her up. The Admiral came up to us and roughly pushed Caprica, but stupidly, I put myself between them. "Hey, back off!" I yelled before I could control myself. 'Why am I stupid at the worst times?'