Somewhere Beyond the Heavens part10
*
"Dr. Huer, the signal has been confirmed", Theo reported dutifully. "A power signature of unknown specs has appeared from deep within the desert of what was once known as New Mexico."
"Send in a legion from our Southwestern office. I want to know what's going on down there", exclaimed Huer.
"Yes, Doctor", replied Theo. "It is done."
"Good. Now, Dr. Theopolis, any theories on what this anomaly could be?" asked Huer.
"I do not have enough data at this time to make a sound hypothesis. However, the appearance of the signal coincided precisely with the appearance of these Colonial and Cylon forces", explained Theo.
"Hmmmm. Well, let's hope our soldiers from Fort Roswell can get to the bottom of this. I think we have enough to deal with now with a Fleet of hostile aliens approaching. We don't need any more surprises here at home", sighed Huer.
"I agree. I wonder how Captain Rogers is doing right now", Theo said.
*
The Cylons had never amassed in such numbers in the history of their world. More than half of their entire military machine was represented in Vulpa's ambitious plan to conquer the Earth and exterminate the human race once and for all. Fifty Cylon Base-stars, just secured from warp, have joined the Destructor class Super-Basestar to launch the final assault on the humans.
"This will be a day long remembered", Vulpa said from his command pedestal. Lucifer and Spectre simply nodded in agreement. "It has seen the end of the Imperious Leader and soon it will see the end of the human pest and their pathetic patriarch---Adama!"
"It should be quite a good battle", offered Spectre.
"It will be no battle, Spectre! It will be a massacre! And, once word of this extermination reaches other outposts of technologically advanced civilizations, no one of them will ever dare to challenge the Empire of Cylon!"
"Supreme Leader, we only await your order to begin the attack", reported Lucifer.
"Yes! The time is at hand! Flank speed to Earth!"
*
On the Galactica, Colonel Tigh races from Athena's post to his Commander's side with an urgency Adama had never seen from his longtime aid.
"What is it, Tigh?"
"Commander, it's begun! The Cylons are entering the Earth's solar system. They will be in attack position in less than 5 centons!" exclaimed the always- excitable Colonel.
"Battle stations!" shouted Adama. "Helm, set course for Earth--- Light Speed!"
"Father, what about the fleet?" shouted Athena over the blare of the alert claxon.
"They are to stay here. Order all ship captains to shut down all non- essential equipment. I want them to go dark! The Cylons won't be able to detect them!" exclaimed Adama.
"Adama, this is suicide", whispered Tigh into the Commander's ear. "We won't last 5 centons against those Cylon forces."
"I can't stay here and watch the Cylons destroy the Thirteenth Tribe, Tigh. We'll just have to hope and pray that Buck Rogers can convince those Draconian forces to help us", Adama said, sighing deeply.
*
"Ardalla! You have to believe me!" shouted Buck as he ducked to avoid a sure deathblow from the Nomen.
It didn't take Buck long to realize he had no real chance of survival against this beastly man, at least not alone. He would need help, and fast!
"There is a greater force than ours and yours combined, Princess!!!" gasped Buck. "C-Cylons---Cylons are coming!!!"
The Nomen's axe found its mark this time, splitting Buck's staff in two. Buck was now defenseless.
"Cylons? Did he say Cylons?" shouted Starbuck.
"Why? What are Cylons?" asked the Princess.
Starbuck wasted no time in answering. He sprung at Killer Kane's holstered weapon, grabbed it, and in one motion turned and fired at the shielded window. The protected window shattered, Starbuck jumped through the opening and fired at Nador just as the Nomen was about to split Buck in two. Nador slumped to the ground in a giant heap.
"What are you doing?!" demanded Ardalla.
Starbuck ignored the Princess and helped Buck to his feet. "How do you know of the Cylons?" he asked.
"From a man called Adama, the Commander of the Battlestar Galactica", answered an exhausted Buck.
"Dear lord", whispered Baltar as he slumped back in his chair.
"I demand to know what is going on here!" growled a furious Kane.
"I'll tell ya' what's going on Kane", gasped Buck. "The Earth Defense Directorate, the Colonial Warriors of the Galactica, and the Draconian Empire are all joining forces to counter an all out assault on this galaxy. If we don't, there won't be human sole left alive in this corner of the universe!"
*
On Earth, things are going from bad to worse in a hurry. Riots have erupted in every major Earth city as the general population has learned of the impending doom that will result from a Cylon attack. Dr. Huer races from one control station to another deep within an underground bunker in New Chicago. The reports coming in aren't good and word has just arrived of an alien fleet massing near Mars.
"Sir, incoming message from our base on Mars", reported an officer.
"On screen", ordered Huer.
A disheveled soldier suddenly appeared on the jumbo screen of the Earth's military nerve center. Explosions could be heard in the background along with sickening cries for help from the human population.
"New Ch-Chicago! We are under attack!!! They're relentless! I've never seen the like---fighters so quick, our weapons can't lock on! Help us before---"
The transmission is cut off and replaced with a view of the Mars surface. Human ground forces can be seen in the foreground taking up defensive positions. Hover-tanks, foot soldiers and other vehicles fire their lasers at the approaching Cylon army. Fiery explosions send the red- dust of the Mars surface airborne, creating a blinding cloud. For long moments, only the bright laser-beams of the opposing armies forces can pierce the dense cloud. Then, as the officers on Earth watch in horror, their jumbo monitor zooms in on a faint red light. Then, there is another and another. The red lights sweep from side to side. They are everywhere. Then, the source of the red lights is revealed. Cylon Centurions emerge from the dust cloud, firing their weapons in all directions. The two armies converge; it is hand-to-hand combat now. The scene is horrific as the Cylon used the blades on the end of their rifles to send human after human to their death.
"Shut it off!" cried Huer.
"Dr. Huer, another report" said Theo as the Directorate's monitor went black.
"Yes, what is it now?" said a shaken Huer.
"A second mystery signal has apparently been activated."
"What? Where?" demanded Huer.
"It seems to be emanating from the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean", Theo reported.
"What?"
TO BE CONTINUED
*
"Dr. Huer, the signal has been confirmed", Theo reported dutifully. "A power signature of unknown specs has appeared from deep within the desert of what was once known as New Mexico."
"Send in a legion from our Southwestern office. I want to know what's going on down there", exclaimed Huer.
"Yes, Doctor", replied Theo. "It is done."
"Good. Now, Dr. Theopolis, any theories on what this anomaly could be?" asked Huer.
"I do not have enough data at this time to make a sound hypothesis. However, the appearance of the signal coincided precisely with the appearance of these Colonial and Cylon forces", explained Theo.
"Hmmmm. Well, let's hope our soldiers from Fort Roswell can get to the bottom of this. I think we have enough to deal with now with a Fleet of hostile aliens approaching. We don't need any more surprises here at home", sighed Huer.
"I agree. I wonder how Captain Rogers is doing right now", Theo said.
*
The Cylons had never amassed in such numbers in the history of their world. More than half of their entire military machine was represented in Vulpa's ambitious plan to conquer the Earth and exterminate the human race once and for all. Fifty Cylon Base-stars, just secured from warp, have joined the Destructor class Super-Basestar to launch the final assault on the humans.
"This will be a day long remembered", Vulpa said from his command pedestal. Lucifer and Spectre simply nodded in agreement. "It has seen the end of the Imperious Leader and soon it will see the end of the human pest and their pathetic patriarch---Adama!"
"It should be quite a good battle", offered Spectre.
"It will be no battle, Spectre! It will be a massacre! And, once word of this extermination reaches other outposts of technologically advanced civilizations, no one of them will ever dare to challenge the Empire of Cylon!"
"Supreme Leader, we only await your order to begin the attack", reported Lucifer.
"Yes! The time is at hand! Flank speed to Earth!"
*
On the Galactica, Colonel Tigh races from Athena's post to his Commander's side with an urgency Adama had never seen from his longtime aid.
"What is it, Tigh?"
"Commander, it's begun! The Cylons are entering the Earth's solar system. They will be in attack position in less than 5 centons!" exclaimed the always- excitable Colonel.
"Battle stations!" shouted Adama. "Helm, set course for Earth--- Light Speed!"
"Father, what about the fleet?" shouted Athena over the blare of the alert claxon.
"They are to stay here. Order all ship captains to shut down all non- essential equipment. I want them to go dark! The Cylons won't be able to detect them!" exclaimed Adama.
"Adama, this is suicide", whispered Tigh into the Commander's ear. "We won't last 5 centons against those Cylon forces."
"I can't stay here and watch the Cylons destroy the Thirteenth Tribe, Tigh. We'll just have to hope and pray that Buck Rogers can convince those Draconian forces to help us", Adama said, sighing deeply.
*
"Ardalla! You have to believe me!" shouted Buck as he ducked to avoid a sure deathblow from the Nomen.
It didn't take Buck long to realize he had no real chance of survival against this beastly man, at least not alone. He would need help, and fast!
"There is a greater force than ours and yours combined, Princess!!!" gasped Buck. "C-Cylons---Cylons are coming!!!"
The Nomen's axe found its mark this time, splitting Buck's staff in two. Buck was now defenseless.
"Cylons? Did he say Cylons?" shouted Starbuck.
"Why? What are Cylons?" asked the Princess.
Starbuck wasted no time in answering. He sprung at Killer Kane's holstered weapon, grabbed it, and in one motion turned and fired at the shielded window. The protected window shattered, Starbuck jumped through the opening and fired at Nador just as the Nomen was about to split Buck in two. Nador slumped to the ground in a giant heap.
"What are you doing?!" demanded Ardalla.
Starbuck ignored the Princess and helped Buck to his feet. "How do you know of the Cylons?" he asked.
"From a man called Adama, the Commander of the Battlestar Galactica", answered an exhausted Buck.
"Dear lord", whispered Baltar as he slumped back in his chair.
"I demand to know what is going on here!" growled a furious Kane.
"I'll tell ya' what's going on Kane", gasped Buck. "The Earth Defense Directorate, the Colonial Warriors of the Galactica, and the Draconian Empire are all joining forces to counter an all out assault on this galaxy. If we don't, there won't be human sole left alive in this corner of the universe!"
*
On Earth, things are going from bad to worse in a hurry. Riots have erupted in every major Earth city as the general population has learned of the impending doom that will result from a Cylon attack. Dr. Huer races from one control station to another deep within an underground bunker in New Chicago. The reports coming in aren't good and word has just arrived of an alien fleet massing near Mars.
"Sir, incoming message from our base on Mars", reported an officer.
"On screen", ordered Huer.
A disheveled soldier suddenly appeared on the jumbo screen of the Earth's military nerve center. Explosions could be heard in the background along with sickening cries for help from the human population.
"New Ch-Chicago! We are under attack!!! They're relentless! I've never seen the like---fighters so quick, our weapons can't lock on! Help us before---"
The transmission is cut off and replaced with a view of the Mars surface. Human ground forces can be seen in the foreground taking up defensive positions. Hover-tanks, foot soldiers and other vehicles fire their lasers at the approaching Cylon army. Fiery explosions send the red- dust of the Mars surface airborne, creating a blinding cloud. For long moments, only the bright laser-beams of the opposing armies forces can pierce the dense cloud. Then, as the officers on Earth watch in horror, their jumbo monitor zooms in on a faint red light. Then, there is another and another. The red lights sweep from side to side. They are everywhere. Then, the source of the red lights is revealed. Cylon Centurions emerge from the dust cloud, firing their weapons in all directions. The two armies converge; it is hand-to-hand combat now. The scene is horrific as the Cylon used the blades on the end of their rifles to send human after human to their death.
"Shut it off!" cried Huer.
"Dr. Huer, another report" said Theo as the Directorate's monitor went black.
"Yes, what is it now?" said a shaken Huer.
"A second mystery signal has apparently been activated."
"What? Where?" demanded Huer.
"It seems to be emanating from the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean", Theo reported.
"What?"
TO BE CONTINUED
