To Hell and Back
Chapter Eleven: Battle of New Caprica/Aftermath
"We have one shot. The Galactica and the Athena will jump in, and more or less, we will pound the shit out of the Cylons."
Battlestar smirked.
"We will launch all of our Mobile Suits in the nebula, but we will keep a few in reserve to launch into the atmosphere." Adama nodded.
"The Pegasus will be joining us, as the Freedom and the Infinite Justice can destroy those Raiders and the Battlestar."
"Can the Galactica carry the METEORs?"
"Yup: think of it like the Eternal on steroids."
Ron sighed.
"That, and I had to replace the missing and damaged turrets with beam turrets."
Adama nodded.
"Three hours, people."
Baltar's Office: Colonial One
"Fraking hell."
The Cylons saw that the Resistance was screwing with them.
Until...a red blast of energy destroyed a large amount of Cylon troops and facilities.
"Frak. The Minerva!"
Two Mobile Suits took out most of the Raiders.
Then 20 Mk. II Vipers gunned down any Centurions blocking the civilians from boarding the civilian ships.
"Screw this. With the Minerva, our nukes are useless."
"Evacuate to the Heavy Raider and get Baltar."
In orbit of New Caprica
The Freedom held its own until it was hit by stray fire from the Athena's beam cannons.
"FRAK! FRIENDLY FIRE! FRIENDLY FIRE!"
The Phase Shift armor was knocked offline.
"Damn it!" "Kira, get out of there!"
The Raiders kamikazed the defenseless MS.
The Infinite Justice, incorrectly numbered ZGMF-X19A, (AN: Based on the Justice or not, it's built by Orb, not ZAFT) tried to protect its older brother, but no matter: missiles, kamikaze attacks and other Cylon attacks crippled it beyond repair.
"Galactica, Psycho! Prep the Strike Freedom! I had a thought that this would happen."
Ron's Dart spun around and cut two Raiders in half.
Athrun threw Kira's MS into the starboard flight pod, then returned to the fight. (AN: if you've got Vestige by T.M Revolution, I'd play it now.)
Kira climbed out of the Freedom, then moved to his third sword: the incorrectly labeled ZGMF-X20A Strike Freedom.
"X20A Strike Freedom, launch out!"
The deadly Mobile Suit launched from the new catapult and engaged the Cylons.
Cue massive destruction.
The wingtip DRAGOONs deployed from the Strike Freedom and attacked one of the Cylon Baseships.
I don't think anyone needs a description of the carnage.
But, DRAGOONs or not, Mobile suits or not, Battlestars or not, hell, Archangel or not, it was still not worth it: even with they took out all the Baseships, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
They were badly outnumbered: 50 Baseships, 5000 Raiders at least.
And only 13 Basestars were destroyed.
That is, until help came.
The Pegasus and the Eternal jumped in and attacked the Baseships, lessening the pressure.
That, and the Destiny helped.
But the two ships had split up, and one lucky Raider got through the phalanx fire and kamikazed the FTL drive.
The Eternal had taken damage, and it was still coming.
Soon, FTL or no, it's delicate hull wouldn't take the strain of jumping.
Lacus saw this coming.
The civilian Fleet on New Caprica
Most of the ships had taken off and only the Minerva remained.
"Set the self-destruct on the linear catapult! I'm not getting used after this."
The huge ship rocketed down the catapult, then entered the stratosphere in 30 seconds.
"Both Lunamaria and Diana Squadron are aboard, ma'am!"
Then they saw the unthinkable: the Eternal rammed into a Baseship, destroying both and crippling many more Cylon vessels.
"Is the FTL drive spooled up?" "Yes, ma'am."
"Then get us out of here and quick."
The Minerva jumped away in a flash.
Battlestar Zeus: the next day
Ron sighed.
"The Archangel's heavily damaged, along with the Galactica and Athena, plus light damage to the Pegasus and we lost the Eternal. We lost 13 Vipers and 2 Darts."
The monstrous Zeus, 50 times the size of the Pegasus and Galactica combined, was now the flagship of the Fleet while the four vessels the civilians were worried about were being repaired.
"The Dominion's replaced the Archangel in Fleet Operations and Laura Roslin is back as our Colonial President."
"How many were left behind?"
"2000 people, sir: all dead."
Battlestar sighed.
"How long until Galactica is repaired?"
Battlestar sighed.
"Most of the yard dogs are thinking of scrapping her hull, then rebuilding it, but the armor's fraked all to hell and back. That's not the only problem: we need to replace her armor belt."
"What about the Archangel?"
"Her laminate armor protected her, but she's no better. Altogether, 3 months on all 3, plus 2 weeks for the Pegasus."
"That's a lot of time."
"Would it be better if the Pegasus was destroyed, sir?"
Adama sighed.
"Good point."
Colonial One
Roslin sighed.
"The entire Colonial Fleet mourns the lost of both the pilots lost over New Caprica and of the Earth Ship Eternal. But thankfully, no lives were lost from the Eternal. Colonel Ronald Pinkerton, please."
Battlestar took the podium.
"The Colonial Corp of Engineers owes the Eternal, so we are creating a new ship for our friends. A Galactica-Class Battlestar will replace the Eternal, thanks to civilian Mobile Suits mining a large amount of metals and other-"
The Colonel droned on a little, but the Fleet's morale bloomed.
And that was the point: to make sure the Fleet had something to believe in.
And say goodbye to the Freedom and the Eternal.
I was always confused by the ZGMF-X()A ZAFT model number, as ZAFT didn't build or design the Infinite Justice or the Strike Freedom, just their mother suits. At any rate, the Eternal's gone and the Freedom's scrap. I sense bitching in my future, but I don't care anymore.
(By now, the Executor is a bloody battlefield.) Ron/Author: "Christ. They really want them dead." (A certain tune is heard.) Adama: "Uh-oh." (Shinn barely gets his comrades out of the way of a Halo Warthog) (AN: Red vs. Blue!) (Cagalli was on the gun while Kira was driving) (The Three Sane People look at Ron/Author.) Ron/Author: "What?" Adama: "THERE'S A PROTON MISSILE LAUNCHER ON THAT WARTHOG!"
This can't end well.
Updated and fixed 09/12/10
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