"This is bad. Actually bad would be an understatement." Angel Six said as she paced back and forth. "This is one huge clusterfrack. The Colonials were supposed to learn their lessons and become reborn after their destruction but even if that happens with the survivors the cycle still continues."
"We won't be able to do much because we've already broken more rules than we can afford." Angel Baltar retorted. "Soon enough everyone else will take notice."
"Then maybe I can offer a suggestion." Angel Six and Angel Baltar looked inside Baltar's old home and saw a man sitting on the comfy chair.
"You…" Angel Six whispered, blinking as she stepped back. "I-I can explain."
"Don't bother. I watched the whole thing. While you may have broken over a dozen rules we're not dealing with an ordinary situation." The man answered as he stood up. "The problem is that I don't think they're going to let you do anything else now. The cycle will continue but for the most part the Cylons and the Colonials will be focused on rebuilding for now. Anymore interference would attract unwanted attention."
"Unwanted attention? Who might I ask is unwanted?" Angel Baltar asked.
"You really need to ask?" The man asked dryly.
"So it's true. This is his work." Angel Six said, sounding angry. "What did he do? I thought he was contained."
"He was. But all he did was bring in a new variable to the cycle." The man answered as he walked up to the railing. "Reality is affected and alters everything and we're left to pick up the pieces. At the very least it has not brought about a complete change. It has only created an alternate ending. The cycle still ends but it expands and reforms at the same time."
"So what do we do?" Angel Six asked.
"Nothing for now. The prime timeline endures and we can only watch for now until the time is right." The man said with a smile. "After all I can't let my little girl down. All this time I am still looking after her."
"I am sure she would see it differently." Angel Baltar said dryly.
"What can I say? She's a real Starbuck isn't she?" The man laughed. "It sounds better than Harbinger of Death."
Starfleet Operations TVL-977
Starfleet Jupiter Shipyards: Battlestar and Viper Program
Detailed scans of the Colonial Battlestar from the Cyrannus star system have provided the designs for a new dreadnaught class that is likely to be as advanced and powerful as the Odyssey class star cruiser that could revolutionize starship carriers. The potential designs, especially if built on the scale used by the Federation and the Klingons could be of great assistance for the coming war with the Iconians. The designs have been submitted and approved by certain figures in Starfleet who have quickly set up shipyards for the new Battlestar completely redesigned from the scans taken from the task force upon their return from the Skyriver Galaxy. The Viper design is also fairly robust and easy to replicate and when combined with our technology could become the next generation star fighter for the fleet.
The threat of the Iconians along with the apparent threat of these Cylons have made it necessary to begin building ships with an emphasis on tactical design for the protection of the Federation.
Admiral Quinn looked over the designs and the reports. Though the Twelve Colonies were apparently destroyed centuries ago it was possible that the Cylons had survived, just as the Iconians had survived and were out there still. With the threat of the Iconians on the horizon along with the more current threats such as the Elachi, the Breen, the Tal Shiar, the Undine, the Borg, and the possible threat of the Skyriver Galaxy Starfleet and the entire Alpha Quadrant would need some serious fire power to repel anymore threats. That was why Drake decided to invest into a new dreadnaught that could be even more powerful than the Odyssey class star cruiser.
The Battlestar Program would hopefully be the answer needed to these threats.
"Admiral, we've just received word that contact in the Skyriver Galaxy has been successful." A female human officer reported.
Quinn nodded. "Very good, Captain. I believe your help will be needed in the next few weeks."
Captain Abigail Adama brushed a hand through her long dark hair as she nodded. "I understand, Admiral."
Opening Republic Intelligence Database
Access to Supreme Chancellor, Senate Executives, Senators, and Admirals only: Authorization Codes required.
Access Codes: 713835-2421-24323-Alpha-Omega
Access Granted: Welcome Supreme Chancellor
Access Time: 32:29 Coruscant Time
Subject: Cyrannus System/Time Travel/Milky Way Galaxy/Battlestar Program
It was hard to believe but the logs and testament of the clone crew, General Skywalker, Admirals Yularen and Tarkin, and Senator Amidala all stated that they had indeed gone back in time, over one hundred five thousand years to be exact to a system on the very edge of the Milky Way Galaxy, in the Beta Quadrant and on the far edge of the spiral arm known as the Cygnus Arm. Captain Walker of the Pastok provided information on Colonial Culture and History along with the history of their enemies, the advanced droid race known as the Cylons. The thought of a race of droids that rose up against their creators is concerning but according to Captain Walker it is an essential part of history in the Milky Way, especially when considering how advanced the Cylons and Colonials had shown in the encounter. The more concerning fact is that time travel becomes possible by the thirtieth century in the Milky Way and it's used by Starfleet to monitor against threats like the Cylons.
This only shows how dangerous and unpredictable the Milky Way Galaxy truly is and we must advance further to maintain protection against threats from that galaxy. Given the warship design used by the Colonials that is a similar but superior design to the Republic Dreadnaught class and is actually as large as the Star Destroyer class the detailed scans of the Battlestar class shared with General Skywalker have been sent to Kuat Drive Yards for the possibility of building a new advanced warship for the Republic Navy. Advancements and research must be done to truly compete with the Milky Way and the threats lurking in that galaxy.
Log out: Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine
Time of Log Out: 33:13 Coruscant Time
Chancellor Palpatine read the reports, especially the ones concerning the Cylon Superweapon that would have destroyed an entire star system. It was a pity that the plans for this weapon could not have been recovered but it was no major loss to him. In fact it had shown him that the Ultimate Weapon could become even more powerful if he was able to gain access to any of the technology used by the Cylons or the Borg.
It was just a matter of time and effort.
In the meantime he would settle on the appearance of this new galaxy and how to best factor it into his plan to destroy the Jedi and reform it into a Galactic Empire. The Clone Wars would continue even with the presence of the Milky Way and he could even use the possibility of a new threat to fan the flames of war.
He looked over the latest reports and considered one of the new Admirals to deal with an invasion of Mon Calamari. Perhaps the newly promoted Captain Thrace could lead the fleet from above the surface given her reputation.
Cyrannus System
150,000 Years Ago
"This is far from over." The man resembling Cavil stated, watching as the Cylons retreated into deep space following the battle of Cimtar.
Both sides were too exhausted to continue fighting but he had a plan. All he needed was attract their attention.
"The Cylons have failed me again but maybe I don't need them. Maybe I can turn humanity against itself…I just need…A signal."
That was all it took and then they came through their portals of Darkness, seeing the broken Twelve Colonies and what had happened to them. From that point on they watched in secret as the remaining Colonials struggled to rebuild their lives and homes. They watched and felt the hate the humans had for the Cylons that had tried to destroy them. They watched as the Cylons began rebuilding in the depths of space, preparing for the time to continue the mission.
Count Iblis would enjoy the centuries, watching as the Demons turned the surviving Cylons into their new servitors.
"And it begins again, right…Iconian?" Iblis asked.
Around him appeared twelve creatures from pillars of darkness, each of them tall, slim, with their skin pulsing with dark energy while the area where their hearts would be if they were human glowed right as if to signify their importance.
In front of the creature masquerading as a human the apparent leader slowly approached, its three pairs of eyes staring him down. "So, you are responsible for the signal that attracted our attention. You have proven a credit your species, able to evolve to this level but still you chase our shadows."
"I chase no one's shadow, Iconian. I am the first human to ascend and see the truth of my so called Gods or rather the fakers who introduced themselves as Gods." The man grinned. "I go by many names but the name they bestowed on me was Iblis…Count Iblis."
"So tell me…Count Iblis, who are you to believe you can use us?" The Iconian stated.
"Use you?" Iblis chuckled. "I have nothing but the highest respect for you. After all you survived the destruction of your world at the hands of your former subjects, only to return more powerful than ever. And now look at you, Demons of Air and Darkness."
"Do not address us by that!" One of the other Iconians growled dangerously.
"You tread dangerously before us. Our wrath knows no bounds, we would destroy this world and a thousand more to avenge our loss." The Iconian leader said. "However we see little benefit in ruling a galaxy of ghosts. It is our right and duty to rule this galaxy, bring order to the chaos of mortals and let those that are lost become part of the Whole. The Whole must be as One."
"The Whole must be as One." The other Iconians echoed.
"And I've delivered you a perfect servitor race." Iblis chuckled. "It seems I have done you a favor."
"And what do you want?"
"To wipe out the last of the children of Kobol. Past, present, or future." Iblis said before vanishing.
He let out one final laugh before he vanished.
"He dares to command us." The Iconian that had been enraged by Iblis's earlier disrespect growled.
"It matters not. He is of no concern to us for we have gained another servitor race that will be just useful to us as a soldier cast like the Elachi." The leader replied. "But time is short. We have much to prepare for and these Kobalians will make useful workers once properly subdued. The invasion will go through as planned and these mortals will be prevented from lending any aid to any potential enemies."
The Darkness was coming and all the galaxy would feel it soon.
