Battlestar Babylon Part II
Disclaimer: Rather obvious statement: Neither Babylon 5 nor Battlestar Galactica are my creations (as much as I wish they were). I am simply borrowing idea for my entertainment and the entertainment of others. I also borrow several lines from the series that I like particularly well, long- time fans will spot them with no trouble, especially the one in the epilogue.
Author's Notes:
1) Thank you to everyone who commented on Part I.
2) This part of the story is separated into two books: Book I: Return to New Caprica and Book II: Defense of the Homeworlds. Book II is NOT Part III of the series.
3) I'm going to post chapters periodically with this story.
Prologue: 1230 CE (Earth Standard Reckoning)
Two Vorlons stood in the center of the massive structure. Each knew the Shadows were preparing for the conflict. The forces of chaos would soon be returning to Z'ha'dum. The two Vorlons were searching for races that would be vulnerable to Shadow influence and races that would be open to Vorlon manipulation. Their attention was drawn to a remote section of the galaxy.
A group of humans were rapidly expanding in that region. Those humans had been allowed to establish a foothold thanks to the stupidity of a Vorlon who had become too attached to them. Humans, like many of the younger races, were chaos personified, but these were a particularly bad batch. It was even worse due to the fact that these humans now had hyperspace capabilities. Fortunately they had been unable to understand all the technology on the Vorlon transport that had crash-landed on their new homeworld of Caprica.
The Vorlons knew the chaos of the humans had to be destroyed. They must be forced to learn obedience and order. Another race was selected nearby. The reptilian species would probably come into conflict with the humans in the near future. The chaos inherent in that race could easily be transmuted into order. The reptiles were experimenting with robotic technology to support their military endeavors. A small push was all that was needed. The robots, the very symbols of order, could become the force that brought obedience to the humans. And of course, be the force that punished them for their insolence.
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At the same time, two beings that would be named Shadows by the Minbari in 30 years conducted similar consultations. They would be moving soon. Orders were being sent out to their allies, telling them to prepare for the coming war. Their attention also focused on the humans occupying twelve worlds that they should not have the technology to reach. The Shadows had fought the Vorlons numerous times and knew how they thought. The humans were too chaotic; the Vorlons would certainly look for a counterweight.
The Shadows, however, did not know which race the Vorlons to select. So, they decided that in case the Vorlons' champions succeeded, a few humans would have to be preserved. The human homeworld was much more primitive than the twelve colonies. Who knew if they would survive the coming war. The Shadows instead concentrated on a group of ships leaving one of the colonies, moving for a world that would most likely become the thirteenth colony. Orders were issued.
Vessels as black as night appeared from nowhere around the small convoy. The pathetic defenses of the small vessels were no match for vessels of the First Ones. The battlecrabs towed the vessels to a planet far enough from the twelve colonies that it would not be affected by a conflict and far enough away that its inhabitants could not find their homeworld of Caprica. The inhabitants would come call their world Kobol, as they had planned to do with their original destination. Unfortunately, they would not survive the coming Shadow war. The wreckage of their habitation would last for 1000 years, long enough to be found by the commander of the Battlestar Galactica.
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On Caprica, the mystery of the lost colony fleet was forgotten as war with the Cylons loomed. As the thousand-year conflict erupted, a small mistake was made. A nameless clerk transferring data from failing computer changed the information on the lost fleet from 'heading to Kobol' to 'arriving from Kobol'. And thus, the legend was born.
Disclaimer: Rather obvious statement: Neither Babylon 5 nor Battlestar Galactica are my creations (as much as I wish they were). I am simply borrowing idea for my entertainment and the entertainment of others. I also borrow several lines from the series that I like particularly well, long- time fans will spot them with no trouble, especially the one in the epilogue.
Author's Notes:
1) Thank you to everyone who commented on Part I.
2) This part of the story is separated into two books: Book I: Return to New Caprica and Book II: Defense of the Homeworlds. Book II is NOT Part III of the series.
3) I'm going to post chapters periodically with this story.
Prologue: 1230 CE (Earth Standard Reckoning)
Two Vorlons stood in the center of the massive structure. Each knew the Shadows were preparing for the conflict. The forces of chaos would soon be returning to Z'ha'dum. The two Vorlons were searching for races that would be vulnerable to Shadow influence and races that would be open to Vorlon manipulation. Their attention was drawn to a remote section of the galaxy.
A group of humans were rapidly expanding in that region. Those humans had been allowed to establish a foothold thanks to the stupidity of a Vorlon who had become too attached to them. Humans, like many of the younger races, were chaos personified, but these were a particularly bad batch. It was even worse due to the fact that these humans now had hyperspace capabilities. Fortunately they had been unable to understand all the technology on the Vorlon transport that had crash-landed on their new homeworld of Caprica.
The Vorlons knew the chaos of the humans had to be destroyed. They must be forced to learn obedience and order. Another race was selected nearby. The reptilian species would probably come into conflict with the humans in the near future. The chaos inherent in that race could easily be transmuted into order. The reptiles were experimenting with robotic technology to support their military endeavors. A small push was all that was needed. The robots, the very symbols of order, could become the force that brought obedience to the humans. And of course, be the force that punished them for their insolence.
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At the same time, two beings that would be named Shadows by the Minbari in 30 years conducted similar consultations. They would be moving soon. Orders were being sent out to their allies, telling them to prepare for the coming war. Their attention also focused on the humans occupying twelve worlds that they should not have the technology to reach. The Shadows had fought the Vorlons numerous times and knew how they thought. The humans were too chaotic; the Vorlons would certainly look for a counterweight.
The Shadows, however, did not know which race the Vorlons to select. So, they decided that in case the Vorlons' champions succeeded, a few humans would have to be preserved. The human homeworld was much more primitive than the twelve colonies. Who knew if they would survive the coming war. The Shadows instead concentrated on a group of ships leaving one of the colonies, moving for a world that would most likely become the thirteenth colony. Orders were issued.
Vessels as black as night appeared from nowhere around the small convoy. The pathetic defenses of the small vessels were no match for vessels of the First Ones. The battlecrabs towed the vessels to a planet far enough from the twelve colonies that it would not be affected by a conflict and far enough away that its inhabitants could not find their homeworld of Caprica. The inhabitants would come call their world Kobol, as they had planned to do with their original destination. Unfortunately, they would not survive the coming Shadow war. The wreckage of their habitation would last for 1000 years, long enough to be found by the commander of the Battlestar Galactica.
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On Caprica, the mystery of the lost colony fleet was forgotten as war with the Cylons loomed. As the thousand-year conflict erupted, a small mistake was made. A nameless clerk transferring data from failing computer changed the information on the lost fleet from 'heading to Kobol' to 'arriving from Kobol'. And thus, the legend was born.