Only the strongest will survive...

John drifted through his sleep as if it was a dream. He was dreaming of his Spartans, Fred Will, Kelly, Issac, and Sam.

After all what he ha been through: Vos, Mombasa, The Ark, Alpha Halo...

His dream of he and his Spartans fighting along side the elite began to distort as an image of what appeared to be a man, as tall as him and it walked toward him. Only, it's hips we're thin and it's arms look like machinery...

John grabbed a floating nearby Assault Rifle only to find it empty. The Machine finally came into full view. A tall machine with finger -like Machine guns. It stood there as if waiting to speak.

Than suddenly the machine retracted it's fingers and a 3 barrel machine gun appeared on his hands. They fired.


Battlestar New York

Ramius could no nothing but wait and hope that the borders we're repelled. FTL's we're online but they could not jump with the Cylons aboard there ship, plus they found a Spartan floating in the middle of a debris field.

Ramius turned to Gaeta who was trying to fix a shattered computer. He looked to busy to notice her as she than tried to help as well, by tending to the wounded. Like everyone else all she could do was wait.


Battlestar New York

D-Deck Hallway 117

Brianna ducked as a round missed her by an inch and took cover behind one of the side metal pillars that kept the hallway up. She was trembling as she holstered her Pistol, the safety off. Brianna, in a small motion that seemed like forever broke away from her cover to fire all 12 rounds of her M6C Sidearm into the approaching hulk of a Cylon Centurion. she already saw what these soldiers did to her shipmates. She saw them physically rip them apart, and to continue despite the screaming, and pleads for mercy. She continued to fire until she ran out. She knew it was the end... or was it?

Suddenly 2 Marines opened fire on the Lone Centurion ripping it's red scanner off and bullet holes in it's already compromised armor. The Cylon dropped to the floor dead. Brianna was still not finished yet as she took a pipe and began to mercilessly beat it again, and again, and again...

"Woah, Dee hold 'em back!" One of the Marines that saved Brianna tried to keep her back but her screaming and crying would not allow that.

"Come on! CALM DOWN! It's dead! You hear me? DEAD?"

Brianna finally began to calm down but she sunk on to the ground her back against New Yorks "A" shaped halls.

The Marines that the other called Dee came up to administer medical aid to Brianna, she didn't know at all, she was hit in the arm twice.

"Man, Mark she has been hit bad, she needs to see a doctor quick. But-"

Brianna than heard something garbled, she reached down to find her radio on.

"CIC to anyone on this frequency do you read me? We have just recovered a cryotube and it has a occupant, a Spartan. Anyone who is on this frequency report to the landing bay and defend it at all costs!"

Brianna and her new friends stared at each other in awe, a Spartan? No way!

She than clicked her radio to return the call.

"Copy that, We are on our way."

"Hurry our sensors see 2 centurions on there way, they are in Passage 84-B."

"Roger over and out" Shaw said

She looked at D. and Mark and finally said "I need a weapon"

Mark picked up a fallen marines MA5B Assault rifle and handed it to her.

D. Finally spoke up "OK lets go."

The 3 ran down the hall, it was now a race.


Battlestar Galactica

Adama grimaced as he saw more raiders jump in to resume the attack on Galactica and Columbia, his Vipers we're doing fine but Columbia's was a different story.

"Sir, Columbia's defenses are down." called out Helo

"Helo, send 20 pelicans to help with evacuation." Adama calmly said. But than he called out to his XO.

"Saul! Get some suppression fire cover over Columbia and send Vipers to defend New York's top side."

"Helm, left turn full bring all our guns to bear!" Adama continued. "Cylon forces all are using there maximum fire power on Columbia hit them while there backs are turned!"

Outside Galactica did a rapid spin as it's top guns now faced the Cylon Basestar and it fired. The rain of lead hit the baseship right in it's center, the baseship visibly listed on her left side.

"Starbuck to Galactica a recent communication from New York states that the Centurions are falling back. Seems like they are giving up."

"Thats a little odd..." Saul said aloud.

"What is it?" Adama asked.

"Cylon forces are falling back alright. But if my right eye is watering... i'd say they are falling back... to a station..."

"What?"

"Look again.. Bill at the edge of Dradis Screen number 3."

Adama walked to Saul so he can see from his view. He was right a contact.

"A Listening post?" Saul asked.

"Perhaps, perhaps something more." Adama replied. "Give New York 30 more minutes or we will scuttle her."

Tigh looked over at Adama and so did Hoshi. The thought of scuttling a proud ship in the fleet was unthinkable to them.

"Yes sir." Tigh crumbly replied.


Battlestar New York

Landing Bay

"Bri, get down!"

Shaw ducked has 9mm rounds hit we're she last stood. She aimed her Assault Rifle and returned the gesture.

Mark and Dee open fired as well pelting the centurion till he exploded into a hail fire.

"Thats the last of them." Mark said.

The whole ship shook as New York proceeded to move back to Earth.

"This is Captain Ramius come in."

"Captain this is shaw, the landing bay has been defended and all remaining Centurions annihilated." She looked at Mark and Dee than continued "You may proceed with the jump."

Reveille? Again?

John ducked as this machine fired it's rounds and moved like a brute only a little sluggish. He jumped from one "pillar" to another till there was nothing left. He had nowhere to run. No where to hide-

The machine faded and his dream began to fade too. Someone had found him, finally.

"Master Chief? Oh god it is so good to see you again. I am Lieutenant Brianna Shaw UNSC Navy. Welcome aboard the Battlestar New York."

"My god, a Spartan..." Mark said in awe. Suddenly forgetting he was out ranked he saluted but weakly, the last hour had drained him.

The Chief looked around and stepped out of the Cryopod, finally he spoke.

"Where am I? And Where is Cortana?" The sound of a female voice flooded the room.

"I am here Chief, nice to hear from you again. I do not have much time to explain, but please follow Ms. Shaw to the bridge."

The Chief, shaw and the 2 marines left the room. There day was over, for now.