The Hunt for Battlestar Pegasus
PROLOGUE
It was a time of great uncertainty for the people of the Twelve Colonies of man. There was great joy due to the unexpected cease-fire between the Colonies and the Cylon Empire. After all, it had been almost four Sectares, 120 days since the last engagement with forces from Cylon. The Colonial government begged its' people to not jump to any conclusions. The Council of the Twelve had been unable to establish any sort of contact with the Cylons to determine whether or not they were indeed withdrawing for good and wanted peace or if their alien enemies were simply refortifying their positions. They had retreated before, of course, for over a yahren to only attack again when it was least expected. Even so, it was very difficult for many war weary colonists to not entertain the idea that the war was finally over. Celebrations sprung up throughout every Colony.
However, there was other disquieting news. The human colony on Scorpia had announced their intentions to secede from the other eleven Colonies. Scorpia had always been the most rebellious, oppressive state in the human union. It was the only Colony that was not a democracy. It was the Colony that had displaced the original natives of Scorpia, the Borellian Nomen, to a distant moon. Now, their new dictator saw this cease-fire in the Cylon War as a perfect time to begin a new era in Scorpian history. As a single Colony, Scorpia's military might was far and away the most impressive of any of the other eleven Colonies. With the Cylons out of the way, the Scorpian dictator, Melovich, could sculpt his own empire free of Colonial interference.
The other eleven colonies were desperate to avoid a Civil War with their brothers on Scorpia. Thus, Scorpia did secede without any human bloodshed. However, a cold war ensued. This escalating war could threaten the human civilization's very existence once again. So, as one war may have ended, another had begun. Many Colonists prayed for their society.
And.the Cylons still lurked.
PROLOGUE
It was a time of great uncertainty for the people of the Twelve Colonies of man. There was great joy due to the unexpected cease-fire between the Colonies and the Cylon Empire. After all, it had been almost four Sectares, 120 days since the last engagement with forces from Cylon. The Colonial government begged its' people to not jump to any conclusions. The Council of the Twelve had been unable to establish any sort of contact with the Cylons to determine whether or not they were indeed withdrawing for good and wanted peace or if their alien enemies were simply refortifying their positions. They had retreated before, of course, for over a yahren to only attack again when it was least expected. Even so, it was very difficult for many war weary colonists to not entertain the idea that the war was finally over. Celebrations sprung up throughout every Colony.
However, there was other disquieting news. The human colony on Scorpia had announced their intentions to secede from the other eleven Colonies. Scorpia had always been the most rebellious, oppressive state in the human union. It was the only Colony that was not a democracy. It was the Colony that had displaced the original natives of Scorpia, the Borellian Nomen, to a distant moon. Now, their new dictator saw this cease-fire in the Cylon War as a perfect time to begin a new era in Scorpian history. As a single Colony, Scorpia's military might was far and away the most impressive of any of the other eleven Colonies. With the Cylons out of the way, the Scorpian dictator, Melovich, could sculpt his own empire free of Colonial interference.
The other eleven colonies were desperate to avoid a Civil War with their brothers on Scorpia. Thus, Scorpia did secede without any human bloodshed. However, a cold war ensued. This escalating war could threaten the human civilization's very existence once again. So, as one war may have ended, another had begun. Many Colonists prayed for their society.
And.the Cylons still lurked.