Colonial Thunder
Sequel to 7 Points
By Chaoseternus

Chapter 33: Captured Helo's War

Helo

That thing can fire.

I don't know what it is or where it came from but that ship can fire, almost swept the board clear of Cylons and it's only been what, twenty seconds?

I just hope they're friendly.

Huh, they've swept the skies clear of Cylons and now they launch fighters?

What's here that's worth launching fighters for?

Except us, anyway…

Except us… oh frak.

“"Sharon, we need to get out of here!”"

“Twenty seconds to jump”

I grimaced, “"Sharon, we may not have twenty seconds”"

I watched as she glanced at the Dradis repeater installed next to her console and began cursing, “its gonna be real tight”

A loud groan filled the room and sluggishly, I realised it came from me.

Ten seconds later the reason hit me, strange, I was aching all over, when did that happen?

And why couldn't I see?

Ah, my eyes aren't open.

Open eyes, open!

Damn, all blurry.

And what's this thing in front of my face?

Long grey with five pink things on the end.

Arm Helo, that's your arm!

I started to turn my head to look over the room and realised too late exactly why I was so out of it.

A loud groan filled the room, and this time I knew exactly who it came from.

Lords of Kobol, did that hurt!

A cool hand registered on my senses, holding my head in place and I forced my eyes open slowly and carefully to see, what I sincerely hoped was Boomer dancing blurrily in front of me.

“"Don't move Helo, you have a concussion”"

No frak!

I had had a concussion before once, after I had crashed what turned out to be a faulty Viper during training and that was nothing like this though. The Doctors at the time said I could consider myself lucky I didn't know what a severe concussion was like, hey guess what guys?

I now know exactly what it's like and you can keep it.

“Helo, "say something?”" Sharon's worried voice registered on my ears and I tried, honestly I did.

“"Garrgglemumpth”"

“"Okay, that's articulate…”"

I heard her sigh, followed by rustling. Then her cool hand disappeared, to be replaced by the harshness of cloth, wedged against both sides of my head.

I missed that hand almost straight away.

“"You want the good news or the bad news?”"

“"Gurrglegah”"

I heard Sharon chuckle wearily, “2God news is we're alive, though for you it might not seem like it”"

“"Gargggle mumpt!”"

Damn, I hated concussion; I wanted my vocal cords back!

“"Bad News is we've been captured, they look human but…”" I could hear the hesitation in Boomers voice and I resisted the urge to cringe, this was going to be good, “"… I don't think they are human. Frak, the eyes of the guy in charge glowed”"

His eyes glowed?

Are you sure you don't have concussion Boomer?

“"I thought I had a concussion at first when I saw that but no, no head injuries or anything”"

Ah, Boomers taken up mind reading classes, goody.

“"I think he said his name was Maktenos…”"