The Cylon Stories #2
Disclaimer
I would like to say that this and all the Fan Fiction stories that I have and will tell are done so for my love of the show and not for profit. I hold no license to any of the original source material or to the two original series. So please Ron Moore and others, do not sue me and please see this as what it truly is. The greatest form of flattery that a truly devoted fan could provide. I love the series and only wish to show where my wandering heart and mind have taken this universe while I waited for your next installment. To those of you who read my previous story " Phoenix of Cylon" This is my second tale based in that AU Universe between the 3rd and 4th seasons. This also belies the loss of Eloshi on the show.
History Hidden, and Unseen...
She sat back and rubbed her temples. The pain was immense, the very cruelty of her cancer having then returned like an unwanted evil pet. Well it wasn't evil, in reality it had no feeling, only the drive to not die even though it needed more and more from her to keep it going. Dr. Cottle wanted her to sit down with a group of other sufferers in the fleet. God's know that we had limited resources to stop disease at this point. Many were just so simple that we had forgotten how dangerous they really were.
Thinking you could survive was nice till they told you that the known treatment came from a rare plant on Sagittarius. Well suites you just as well, damn Eloshi and her prophecy!. She wanted to scream it aloud, but there was no one she could talk to. Bill was her only confidant, and lately his time was occupied with all the military matters. He was a sweat man underneath all that leathered exterior. God's alone know how much she had grown to love the man, and his family. Before the fall she would not have had anything to do with a man like him, justed based on her preconceived notions. If there was anything good out of this it was knowing him. They had grown so close, through all the turmoil, and the tough decisions. It wasn't lust, she didn't really find him attractive to look at, but when she was near him the power that he radiated and the sweet soul that he carried hidden inside. She felt drawn to him when they were together for that, she wanted to please him. But Bill Adama had some strange tastes. She did it because she loved him in the end.
She had always been a pacifist and here she was in charge of all this. All the killing all the death, was it really her punishment? She had been asked to make the decision over and over again, who lives and who dies. God's alone knew how hard it was. Sometimes you should not see what you have wrought!
It was vivid in her mind when they spaced the man they thought was a hidden cylon, just to find out that he wasn't later. She could remember him begging for his life as the airlock opened to space. Seeing that mans face and eyes, they bulged and pucked but then his belly exploded from the pressure loss. Thank fully his eyes flash froze. She saw it every once in awhile when she least expected it. Then the incident lately with the food shortage, that little child she met on the Pan Galactic movers ship.
Starving because she had decided to distribute by population size on each ship. Her ship only had 300 crammed into it. When she had gone to see it had been horrifying to see the bodies still floating in compartments that had been vented to space. The ship was a death trap, and had been set to be scrapped at the shipyards. They had no basic repair facilities or gear. The people had thought they were lucky, at first because the ship's last run had her carrying luxury habitat modules. They were festooned around her where the cargo boxes would be. But to late they discovered the weakness of the temporary airlocks to the units. Whole families had died. But this girl, skinny from starvation, a wraith, barely able to walk from the weakness, with her little protruding belly had climbed onto her lap.
" Mrs. President? I'm so hungry, can we please get something to eat? Did we make you mad?" She began to bawl uncontrollably, "I'm so hungry...please, please...". Her parents began to pull her away.
Then to her utter shock they apologized for her! The one who should apologize is me! For God's sake I was starving children to death because it was easier to manage distribution. As president Roslyn had to do many things, but this was beyond the pall. She took action the next day, but found out it was to late for the little girl. When she changed the number on the board that time it ripped her heart out.
But today that mad women Eloshi had come back with this she wanted to tell everyone about it. It was the translation of a stone tablet recovered at the Opera House on Kobol. It had taken them this long to translate it. She said it was a revelation, and one that we could not keep. But as Roslyn read it she began to see the implications. Lord's! She could not do this to her people, not after all this? Eloshi had grasped the meaning of the "New Children". It must be the Cylon's. The God's wanted us to forgive them. No one would believe this and it would destroy the fleet. But she cited Lee Adama's description off the Phoenix and just kept pushing.
It took all she had to maintain her composure, she must have practically glowered red with rage at Eloshi. The woman backed away and practically cowered in the corner of the room. " You are getting above yourself Eloshi! I am the chosen leader according to prophecy! I will make the decision, not you!" After a few minutes she gathered composure. To her credit Eloshi had gathered her strength and tucked her pride. She stood before her and said through clenched teeth.
" So be it! What you say is true to the scrolls and the Book of the Word! But be that as it may, you must lead in the God's plan. I will pray, for I am sure you will see it in time! But bear the warning in the poem, mark the name Iblis!" She was out of breath, and panting when it was done.
Roslyn had replied, " You will defer to me! Do not speak of this to anyone! You cannot do this to them, not now!". Calming herself she hit the button under the desk and summoned security.
" Please remove the priestess from my office. Also she should be advised that I will send for her when I need her next. Do not allow her entry till I authorize it!" With that she had been hauled away, it had been months ago but every so often she re-read this translation.
The God's Play
The God's of Kobol made a beatous world,
With gleaming stars strewn in the night sky,
Beneath it they frolicked with Man,
The son's of Adam did not burden, nor give lie,
In time the God's began to cry,
For their friends must live and die,
Even Kobol's time did pass by,
So to the stars they bade Man to flight!
They said, "To you, our children, wonders we give,
So that you will live,
Tend these worlds,
Gather the stardust to your bosoms,
With care the stars in heaven also tend in the hearts of men,
Keep the trail clear and free of fear,
Our new home is at the end,
On Earth we will rest and our fences mend,
When the time is nigh,
Meet us in the heaven sky".
Then came the turned God, forlorn and bearing woe,
Lost, bereft of love for men,
In their fear they listened,
Sewed he seeds of hate, planted like briar's on the trail,
Man saw the bright stars anew,
World's glittering in the star-shine,
Caused avarice and jealousy, rending hearts break,
Far and wide the 13 began to hate, separated from their faith,
The thorns of Iblis's roses rendered flesh upon flesh,
Brother against brother, deep and foul,
Making Man weep,
Far off in the heaven's stars Man wandered,
Poison brooding in blood and marrow,
Stone did splinter bone,
In the darkness, many heeded Iblis's song,
Impaled on the weapons they themselves honed,
Those that survived journeyed on, and on…
O, yea thee, We beseech you,
Heed Athena's call,
Give up darkness's thrall,
Look, for there her Phoenix fires the path,
Sparkling brightly in our star strewn sea,
Our ways, are the key,
Hope, love, and forgiveness…
And Evil will no longer bid you hither and nigh,
Live thus and find journey's end,
Love will embrace all of Kobol's children unbidden,
When the star's shine bright with the fire-bird's light,
The heavens will open,
We God's and Man will be at play again,
With new children to welcome in…