7 Points
By Chaoseternus

Blue Banrigh: Tok'ra? What Tok'ra? Enerina is technically a system lord, and she dislikes the Tok'ra immensely. She just happens to have been gifted with an empath for her first host, opened her eyes whilst she still had sanity enough to notice.
Jon Harper: The Lancer and F-302's are different craft, call the Lancers Dogfighters to the F-302's interceptors if that helps.
Several of you asked about warships: Promethues class Cruisers: 5 active at this time, 1 KIA
Dauntless Class Destroyers (roughly half prometheus size) 4 active, 1 KIA, 1 MIA
If you want more information on the available Tau'ri ships, ive put the techspecs up at the thundersdawn archive, thundersdawn[DOT]tcafanfic[DOT]net (no www)
oh, and i have another 4 chapters ready which will be going up soon

Chapter 4: Refugees
Classified Tau'ri facility, RSS St Athan.

Admiral Thompson looked up as a knock sounded at his door, the Williams twins Sarah and Joan swiftly following the knock into the room.

"Morning twins, what can I do for you?" Thompson cheerfully greeted the two, and then stopped, the smile dropping at he noticed the grim faces on the twin's faces.

"How bad?" he asked.

"Extremely" Joan replied, Sarah simultaneously saying "Apocalyptic sir"

Joan and Thompson blinked, them turned their eyes to Sarah,

"Were the Slayers not fast enough this time?" Thompson asked, worried.

"Not that sir, as you know only one attack has ever come at us from down the spiral arm, and that was the Goa'uld attempting to hook around for a sneak attack, away from the primary line of defence, so we generally consider down spiral safe for use as a training area, so far no displaced human civilisations or anything else has been found that way right?"

Joan and Thompson nodded, acknowledging Sarah's words.

"I had the reformed 1 st SFW doing 'Aggressor' training with a pair of batch two Lancer IS, against a finger four of Al-kesh. The Lancers were loaded with sensor pods, each Lancer had an active sensor pod under one wing and a passive pod under the other, the idea being they could co-ordinate their sensors data, triangulating on any 'bogey' as it were" Sarah paused.

"Yes, I remember reading a memo about that" Thompson said, letting Sarah know he had no clue where this was going, but that she had better hurry up about it.

"They called the exercise off after the passive pods detected multiple thermonuclear detonations coming from at least twelve separate sources deep from the tail end of the spiral arm, the records are being dumped into our main computers for analysis as a crash priority now, but Captain 'Python' Monroe says it looked like someone was 'Coventrating' twelve worlds"

"Jesus H Christ" Thompson cursed, "Somebody just carpet bombed twelve worlds, with nukes?"

"It certainly looks that way sir, the sensor records are being looked at again and we are running them through the Cray-12's to get as much data off the records as possible, but whatever actually happened, it must have happened several months ago"

"I think…" Thompson slowly said, "We need to know what happened and fast, arrange a recon, in force preferably, and let Hammond know"

"Sir" Joan broke in "Hammond has his plate full at the moment, we just got word, the Tok'ra base was captured in a sneak attack, and it appears Maktenos is planning an ambush for whoever is sent to rescue them, Anise/Freya got out with the warning"

"Bloody brilliant," Thompson commented disgusted, "it never rains but it pours doesn't it?"

He sighed, "any better news?"

"Yes Sir, Peters just signalled a successful launch of USS Yorktown and RSS Illustrious, with RSS Invincible expected to follow tomorrow, USS Gettysburg and RSS Interrogator are expected to follow by the end of the month, at which point the slips will start new construction. General O'Neill also says he has dragged the two almost completed Ha'taks that were discovered inside Ravenbright out of hiding, and is having them refitted and brought up to operational standards. He estimates three months work is required on each" Joan finished.

"What ships do we have available for a recon in force?" Thompson asked briskly.

"Sir, I recommend we send Del Shakka Mel, with the two MTB's she been practising joint ops with, Blastboat and Cerberus , as well as one of the Tel'tacs we captured from Maktenos during the Chocky operation to carry extra supplies for the MTB's" Joan replied, not checking her PDA. She had obviously considered this already.

"Do it, and send a heads up to the fleet concerning the Tok'ra and the 'coventrating'" Thompson replied, "just remember to ask Enerina nice and tell her why, otherwise she will tell you to jump and you wont get to use the Del Shakka Mel"

"And while you're at it, ask her host as well"

BSG75, Galactica.

Adama looked up, a little startled from his reading. What in the name of Kobol was a Goa'uld? He had spotted much on his initial look through, a skim through really of the originals of the book of Kobol, and now on this through, time consuming examination of each page he was discovering more and more. He glanced over his desk; already he had used two full notebooks just listing the subtle and some not so subtle differences between this Book of Kobol, and his own personal copy.

But, that still didn't answer his question, what was a Goa'uld? And why was Kobol referred to as being… he glanced back down at the faded scroll, ever that was in alliance with, or a member of the… he pulled the glasses closer to his face as he struggled to read a word that had faded almost completely T O K something, maybe a ' R he grimaced, the last letter was lost. It figured Tok'r something. What, or whoever that was.

Now Adama was worried. This whole section was not on his copy of the book of Kobol, that meant censorship. Somebody had deliberately stopped a whole chapter of the Book's of Kobol entering the public copy's, and it had to have been done thousands of years ago, most likely during the period of colonisation. Which was worrying, because it meant that everything the people had believed in since then was a lie, or if it wasn't a lie, certainly wasn't the whole truth.

He hoped to hell that never got out. Just the suggestion would cause mass religious rioting amongst a significant portion of the surviving population, and that would be trouble, trouble he really didn't want to have to deal with.

And what was an Asrak?

He dropped the papers, quickly bundling them into his safe as the General Quarters alarm began to blaring through the ship, followed by the sound of launching Vipers, it appeared the Cylons had found them again, they would have to jump out, and soon.