30 Minutes
Chapter III
0710 to 0715
So sorry for the delay in putting this chapter up--I have been out of the country---Viva la Rota!
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All it takes to change one's life is a split second decision. In half-n-hour relationships shall fall-while other's bloom. But one question still remains—will the crew survive this latest Cylon attack? Or will betrayal be their only future?
Backflash
'The day started out as any other. The cylons attacked, we launched vipers to counter them. They sent in their Baystar, we sent in the Galactica. Boring. That is until one rumor set the entire crew against one another.'
0710
Rubble
"Hey Crash do you hear that? It sounds like their started to look for survivors in the rubble," Cally said weakly as she struggled to remain awake. "Their coming for us..." her voice lead off as she started to fall into a deep dark sleep. "Hang in there..."
CIC
"Col. Tigh, here is the final report on the damage to the hanger bay," stated Baltar as he entered the command area. "There's uncontrollable class Bravo and Charlie fires...there's no way that they can be put out-we have to remove oxygen from the fire triangle or we will lose the entire port side hanger bay. As it is the hull is threatening to collapse-we have to get the search teams out before we lose them as well."
"Frak it...we still have men who are buried in the rubble-they might be in an air pocket-I gave Chief Tyrol ten minutes to clear the area out before we cut the air supply to the bay area."
"No choice," stated Baltar as he showed the readouts to the the executive officer."We will lose more lifes unless we put those fires out now."
"Get me Chief Tyrol."
Hanger bay
"What? Repeat your last command. You want us to what?" questioned Tyrol as he looked over the destroyed hanger bay.
"I repeat: Clear hanger bay. We will be cutting off the oxygen supply and opening the area to the vaccum of space," repeated Col. Tigh.
"We still have men in there!" he shouted out, which caused the crew to pause and look over in concern. "We can't just leave them!"
"We can, and we will. CIC out."
"Frak me!" he yelled out as he slamed his hand into the bulkhead. "Damn military SOP."
"Chief, what's wrong?" asked Neri.
"They want us to clear out the hanger bay because their going to cut off the oxygen supply to put out the fires," he stated grimly. "All right people listen up, get your gear and clear out."
"What!"
"Why?"
"They want to cut off the bay from the rest of the ship to prevent the fires from spreading. Everybody out!" screamed the chief so he could be heard over the noise that the crew was making.
Rubble
"Ah," mumbled Crash as he was awaken by the sound of Tyrol yelling at him for living up to his call sign and crashing the raptor in the hanger bay launch bay again. "Sorry Chief..." he mumbled quietly as he tried to pull himself up out of his sleep but was stopped by the weight of the rubble surrounding him. "What the..." his voice trailed off as a flood of memory's came back to him in a matter of seconds. "Frak it. Chief! HELP! We're down here!" he called out again but his voice was being drowned out by the machinery.
Hanger bay
"Let's clear out of here," Hotdog said as he sighed at the loss of two of his closest friends and how they skated around one another with their feelings.
"Right," agreed Racetrack as he headed the way to where the other's were filing out.
Hanger Bay: port side
Lark paused as he watched the other's head out of the damaged hanger bay. Come on you two-give me a sign...please> he sliently pleaded as he looked over the affected area. Come on mom-you said they had been found on the port side hanger bay-but where>
"He..."
Lark froze in midstep at the soft call for help.
"Hey you!" called out Hotdog as he caught sight of the lone figure still by the bay doors. "We got to clear out!"
"Hang on, I think that I heard something!" he called back as he headed over to where he had heard the muffled call for help. "Come on you two-keep calling," he whispered.
"Tyrol," called out Hotdog as he started to head to where the other pilot ws located. "We might have something!"
"What?" he sounded stunned as he reached for the radio his belt. "CIC we have a survivor buried under the rubble," he said as he motioned for the others to head over to where the pilots were heading. "People we have a survivor...let's get them out!"
CIC
"Did he just say 'survivor'?" said a stunned Tigh as he reached for the desk to remain upright.
Crash's thoughts
"Hey do you here that?
"Their coming for us...
"Hang in there...
"Don't leave me alone."
Cally's thoughts
"How did all of this happen?
"One minute everything was going fine...
"and then-all hell broke out-
"I can't even open my eyes...
"To tired to stay awake..."
Lark's thoughts
"Two down...
"Two more to go
"Will anyone recognize me?
"Or will they just brush it off?
"I wonder...
"Was I in time?
"Or will I still fail in my mission...
"I have to stop him...
"before he manages to betray the human race."
Apollo's thoughts
"Lords of Kobal,
"Hear my prayer,
"Watch over the souls you take this day,
"Please watch over that of ..."
0715
TBC
Chapter 4: 0715 to 0720
Starbuck's illness is finally revealed to all. (bet you want to know what's put her in Med bay--haha, you'll have to wait)
Lark-who is he? Take a guess who he's there to stop.