Vignette 1 – 39 days since the Cylon Holocaust

In the depths of space outside of the 12 Colonies.

A Gold colored Centurion entered the room. A humanoid shape moved on the throne at the center of the room. A not quiet human voice spoke, "Report Centurion."

The voice of the gold Centurion was utterly inhuman in tone, "We have confirmed a fourth surviving colonial unit Imperious Leader."

The shape moved forward into the light and synthetic nature was made clear. The head was made up crystal and steel. While it had the form of humanity the Cylon leader was clearly not human. "Do our wayward brothers and sisters know of this other survivor?"

The Centurion paused to consult the reports. The Imperious Leader could have done this itself and for that matter there was no need to talk at all to communicate. Humanity had created their children to talk and so the Cylons talked. "I suspect not Imperious Leader. The discovered Battlestar is avoiding the 12 Colonies of Kobol and is scouting the wreckage of the Colonial Fleet deep space outposts. There are no signs of the heretic Cylons making any moves towards it."

Imperious Leader in an almost human manor leaned forward and cupped its fingers together as if contemplating the information. "And the surviving Humans do any of them know of this new battlestar?"

"Unknown Imperious Leader, insufficient data to reach a conclusion of high confidence."

"Speculate Centurion."

The Centurion took several seconds as it accessed the main computers and ran several simulations. "Movement patterns and intercepted communications of Battlestars Galactica, Herja, Mars and Pegasus appear to not being coordinated other than that of Herja and Mars. Intercepts from heretic Cylons suggest they have reached same conclusion."

"What is the identifier and class of Battlestar?"

"The new unit is the Battlestar Brunhild, Valkyrie class she is part of Battlestar Group fifty-one and appears to be its sole survivor. No colonial civilian shipping detected with Brunhild."

Satisfied at the information Imperious Leader leaned back into its chair. As the chair turned away the Cylon leader gave instruction. "Very well continue to observe surviving Colonial Fleet units and former bases."

"By your command." The Gold centurion nodded and then left the room to carry out its instructions.