Battlestar Galactica
Nightmare?
Chapter Eight
Deep in the bowels of the Cylons new "Command Baseship", a solitary figure sat upon a large seat, much like a throne, atop a high revolving pedestal. The chamber in which the figure resided was dark for the most part, the darkness broken up by only a few spotlights.
Three figures entered at that time thru the only visible entry and approached the figure on the pedestal, stopping a short distance from it in one of the few shafts of light. The three new arrivals stood in silence for several moments, waiting to be addressed. When this did not happen, the one standing in the forefront spoke.
"By your command."
There was no response.
The one that spoke turned to its companions and then returned its gaze back to the figure on the pedestal. After nearly a full centon, the figure on the pedestal slowly turned to face the visitors. The seats occupant stared down at the three as if contemplating whether or not they were worthy of a response, then it gave a somewhat curt response.
"Speak!"
"We have located the Galactica and are now moving into position as per your orders." responded the leader of the small group.
"Excellent, how long before our baseships are in place?"
"They should all be in their designated positions within the next fifty centons. The Galactica has already suffered extensive damage to her landing bays and nearly all of her Viper squadrons have been neutralized."
The figure on the throne laughed maniacally as a menacing grin spread across his face.
"Very good Lucifer, very good indeed." Baltar said to his Cylon second in command. "Everything is falling into place, just as I had planned."
"So it would seem Baltar, but we both know that in the past, your plans have come undone at the worst possible moment." Lucifer said sarcasticly.
The smile on Baltar's face faded quickly at the comment by his subordinate. His past failures had long been a sore spot that Lucifer delighted in bringing up whenever possible.
"Do not toy with me Lucifer, I have neither the desire nor the patience to spar with you now." Baltar said in a very dangerous tone. It was a tone that Lucifer had learned meant he was dangerously close to incurring the wrath of his commander.
"My apologies Baltar, I meant no disrespect, I only wanted to point out that in the past your plans have not fared all too well." Lucifer said quickly. "Or have you forgotten Kobol, or the time the Pegasus nearly destroyed Gamoray while the Imperious Leader was there, or the time……"
"Yes! Yes! I don't need you to remind me!" Balter said angrily. "In the past my plans have meet with some "unforeseen" circumstances that have caused them to fail, but not this time. This time nothing can stop me from capturing the Galactica and avenging myself on Adama! I have assembled the greatest fleet of Baseships the Cylon Empire has ever seen to carry out this plan and nothing ….. NOTHING …… is going to stand in my way!"
Lucifer said nothing. He simply stood and watched as Baltar's face contorted into a mask of what he believed would best be described as …… insanity!