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contains mild Language and suggestive themes
Battlestar Sydney 2 Weeks After launch
Ben walked into the Pilotsand Marines quarters exhausted, ever since they left dry dock Sydney's been busy launching fighter squadron after fighter squadron at numerous Cylon Patrols. He had to be up there with his pilots almost evrey hour of evrey minute of the time. Now after finaly getting 1 day rest he can finaly god damn relax for once. He unbuttoned his uniform and slipped into his bunk, there was almost no one here in the room so he could sleep peacefully. Ever since his first encounter where all of his friends where killed he couldn't help but feel so depressed, most he knew since High School, or the Academies, they never saw combat in the Covenant Wars, he was flyin his first Longsword by the time the 2nd Battle of Earth ended. He started to doze off to sleep and he slept hard.
Brianna was taking time off her Shift too, her CO Sargent Baker had finaly let his platoon take a long desrved break after making them Jog around the ship, deassemble and reassemble Battle Rifles, Assault Rifles and Rocket Launcher. Ever since Neptune he had never seen Mark or Dee since but they kept in touch, they where both stationed as Gaurds on Shaghelios, the Elite or Shangelli homeworld which was now an Alliance Naval base. Alot had passed since Elites joined the Human side, she couldn't believe it her self when she encountered them. She lost her Parents on Sigma Octus IV when the Covenant invaded and took the port city of Cote D' Azur she was at the University of Eylisium on Paris II one of the inner planets untouched by war. By that time she as already considering joining the UNSc Marines to do her part, but that didn't matter, the Government ordered a draft for College students in a final Bid for Man Power, she was assgined to a Marine Division on Earth and was present at the Battle of New Mombassa and Voi as a Private. After the war she deided to permanantly join the Marines besides, what home did she have to go back to? Cote D' Azur was a smoking creator due to a Nuclear Bomb set up by some Spartans, and had no more Family or Friends. She walked into Marines and Pilots Quarters covered in sweat, she made sure no one was looking and changed into looser clothing and drifted off to sleep...
CIC
"Sir I got a transmission from FLEETCOM"
Ramius and Gaeta stopped their conversation of Status reports to hear the message.
"Alright Deck hand send it to the Captains screen"
Both walked over to the Captains chair past a few rows of Men and Women at the Computers managing the ship from evrey corner, there was so much personal doing all the work that the Sydney didn't need an AI. So far their mission was to patrol the outermost planets of the inner colonies and wipe out any Cylon Patrols, a boring job for a state of the art Battlestar, all the action was near the Eridanus System where the Fortress world REACH once stood. They wern't doin well the Cylons give way and the Alliance fleet follows and falls into small traps ,in one week alone the Alliance lost 30 Frigates, 1 Battlecruiser, and 10 Destroyers and damaged 2 Battlestars. Now the advance has stopped dead in it's tracks and neither side didn't have the stregnth to push the enemy back or push forward.
Ramius than punched in her ID Code and the message started to appear
PLNB Priority Transmission
Encryption Code: Alpha
From: FLEETCOM
Subject: Enemy Sighted
Classification: None
/File Extraction and Reconstruction Complete/
/Start File/
Brute and Cylon Ships sighted at the edge of Shanghelios system, all nearby ships are to drop all current activities and meet at Point Luck at best speed via Slipspace or FTL. Suspected Cylon-Brute Alliance.
/end-file/
Ramius looked up at Felix and their eyes met.
"Colnonel sound Action stations and prepare for FTL"
"Yes sir, All hands Action Stations Action stations prepare for FTL we are going into battle all pilots on or off duty are to report to the ready room! I repeat Action Stations, we are going into battle"
The CIC began to move faster with activity as crewmen ran to their stations. In the halls evreyone who was enjoying a nice evening threw their coffe or food away to run to ehir posts screaming words of excitement or of urgency. Marines ran to the weapons locker to get their firearms and Pilots to their lockers getting their gear and than running to the Ready room. Back on the bridge Felix done issueing the orders turns to speak to Ramius.
"May I ask ma'am"
"I told you not to call me that Felix." Ramius cutting her off.
"Sorry" he corrected himself, he was starting to taking his job a little too seriously. "Erika uhh what are Brutes?"
"Are you fucking kidding me? You don't know what brutes are"
Shaking her head she began to explain.
"Brutes are baisically big monkeys that pack a punch in infantry combat, and melee combat, they and the Shangelli don't like each other too well"
"And I am guessing their ships are as advanced as the Shangelli?"
"Yes, they posses the same exact ships as the Shangelli but I think they are now marked to tell from Friend and Foe"
"Uh-huh. I assume they are dumber than their counterparts"
"sometimes Yes"
After a few mintues the ship fell quiet again as the crew was now ready to jump.
"Alright lets make this quick. Sublight"
The procedure was quick as they where all go and countdown began.
"Commence countdown NAv Officer"
"Jumping in 5"
Gaeta tensed up as he alwayed did on Galactica and on New York.
"4"
Only to have Ramius handed land on his to confor him.
"3"
"Taking a deep breath he listened to the NAV Officers count down to Battle
"2...1 Jump"
Space seemed to fold inward for a split seconds than outward as the Ship jump[ed through the micro wormhole created by the Jump drives. The Battle for Shanghelios was on.
Marine and Pilot Quarters
"All hands Action Stations"
Ben suddenly woke up and raised his head to get up only to hit the bottom of the Bunk bed above.
"Shit!" he yelled as he rubbed his head and got out of his bunk. He wasn't alone. Brianna jumped out of her bed and suddenly tried to get into uniform and began to strip. Ben bottoned up his unifrom than suddenly realized he had to get into a flight suit also stripped himself of his clothing. Both didn't realize they where half naked until Ben saw Brianna and suddenly gasped and turned away. Brianna noticing the gasp turned to see a fellow bunkmate also undressing. She also gasped even louder due to the fact her shirt was off and was clearly showing her breasts to a fellow Crewmen.
"Uhh sorry." Ben said stamperring
"Yea..uhh." Brianna managed to say in return
"Action Stations Actions Stations! Set condition one through out the ship"
Forget privacy, it was that or getting late to their post.
So both undressed and and got into Uniform and silently ran off to their posts.
"Point Luck" 12 lightyears from Shanghelios
The Sydney jumped in with numerous other vessels surrounding her. Infact she was the only Battlestar there and evreything else was Frigates,Destroyers and Cruisers from both races. Than who was the Comanding Officer?
The ships than entered into a tight formation around the Battlestar Sydney as it was the largets ship, it was most likely that they would assume it was the flagship.
Ramius stood admist the conufsion of a lack of an Admiral.
"Where the hell is the flagship"
Gaeta responded in a tense but calm tone. "I think WE are the Flagship"
"Aww great.." she thought as she took the ship to ship phone.
"Open a channel to the Fleet." She said to a crewmember
"This is Captain Erika ramius of the Battlestar Sydney. Due to the fact that an Admiral is not present I have therefore assumed command of this fleet as of 1900 Hours. As you had read a Fleet of Brute and Cylon Ships are moving to Shanghelios. We must not let that happen. ALL Ships are to assume a Loose line Formaion to avoid incoming plasma shots. We will remain here in ambush. When the Brute-Cylon Fleet attacks they will assume we have no Ships defending the planet, except a few MAC's and Shanghelian Plasma Turret platforms. When they attack We move out and attack their flank Fighters will provide support for our flanks while bombers will hide behind the ships for cover. More developments as we get them, thank you"
Ramius taking a deep long breath began to issue her orders.
"NAV Officer can you get us a fix on the enemy fleet"
"Yes sir." he said and he displayed a 3d map of the system on the plotting board. The World of Shanghelios stood like a glass orb while her moons orbited around her. A blue marker dubbed "Pointluck" appeared by one of 3 moons their own position. Soon a small bunch of red dots appeared in the far reaches of the Sytem and shown to be closing fast along with hundreds of other contacts, they had to be fighters.
"Felix get a copy and send this down to the pilots in the ready room." She took a copy of the map on paper and gave it to him.
"COM Officer transmit this to the entire fleet"
Soon a timer appeared next to the Dradis screen, a countdown to when the battle would commence.
It read 1:10:34, 1 hour and 10 minutes and 34 seconds till arival.
She needed more time damn it!
Battlestar Sydney Rady room
"Alright settle down!" Ben called out. His pilots than fell silent.
"According to intel we have combined Brute-Cylon fleet closing on Shanghelios and we only got a small fleet to defend it. The Captain is so far the CO of this battle and she wants us to spring a trap. We will-"
His breifing was interupted by the suden appearence of Colonel Gaeta with the map of the area he just dropped on the podium and walked away without saying a word.
"Okay.." Ben said as he quickly studied the map.
"Alright the Captain wants all the Vipers to hold back and wait for the ambush. When the defenses of Shanghelios open up, we are to move in and attack the Raiders or Seraphs attacking the stations. In the meantime the Fleet will move in on their rightflank and sweep them from the field. Than we will hold the line until reinforcemnts arrive." If there will be any Ben thought. He knew the odds, 20 small ships and one Battlestar and porbably 300 Fighters from the fleet in all against most likely a massive fleet with hundreds if not thousands of fighters, the odds where definately against them.
"All pilots, Man your planes!Man your Planes!" It didn't take a minute for the pilots to rush out of the room because they we're used to it, they we're trained for this moment. Ben couldn't be more proud of his Pilots. Ben was the last out of the room, he looked around one last time and closed the hatch.
Shanghelios
UNSC Embassy
The Embassy didnt look like any prdinary Embassy should be, it really was an Airfield acompanied by a small spaceport. It also was as a symbol of peace,protection, and a means of protection, the last line of defense of the Shangelli Homeworld. Among the personel persent was the son of an Admiral, the lovers of a pilot, and a crewmen and beloved by the crewmen and women of the Battlestar Galactica. Lee Adama fresh from is meeting with the Shanghelios council disembarked from the Pelican, in his civillian clothing, he became a lawyer than a representitive to the UNSC afer the fleet arrived at Earth. He never reconcilled with his father, nor did he reconcilled with Dee.
"I wonder where she is now?" Lee said aloud.
"Sir?" His escort asked.
"It's nothing lets carry o"
"ALL PERSONEL ARE TO REPORT TO THE SHELTERS, ENEMY CYLON FLEET SIGHTED! STANDBY FOR"
The sudden piercing shrill of the PA system was soon dwarfed, by the familiar Cylon Raider's shrill.
"Awww frak..." Lee sighed
"OH-OH GOD! ALL SOLDIERS MAN THE AA GUNS AND SAMS! SCRAMBLE ALL THE VIPERS"
The clear skies of Shanghelios soon turned dark, as a swarm of Raiders emerged from the skies, their eyes red, full of revenge, and crying out for blood.
Lee Ran as fat as he can away from the Pelican, behind him his escort was soon covered in smoke following an explosion. He ducked behind a crate and took a peak around the way he just Pelican was in flames, the entire Airfield was in flames, along the disfigured escort. He couldn't stay on the sidelines forever. He needed a way to fight back, he needed a Viper.
Admist the Chaos Lee was able to spot a hanger, 100 yards. The problem was he had to run 100 yards in the open. However there was a Trench only 20 Yards away but it didnt lead directly to the hanger, but it stopped 10 yards short of the Hangers side door. Lee decided to take the Trench route. He ducked as a flaming peice of metal missed him barely and roll'd into the Trench. To his horror Lee found a soldier wounded and clinging to life; he was missing the lower half of his body.
"H-Help me..." he moaned "Dont let me die..here.."
Before Lee could respond the soldier than slipped into unconsciousness. Lee had no choice but to continue on, but before he left he had to do two things. Lee carefully removed the Soldiers dogtag and also removed his Battlerifle from the soldiers grip, he didnt want to be caught off gaurd. The sight of Heavy Raiders began to fill the skies and soon began dropping Centurions off. And they were heading for the Hanger. Whatever what the UNSc was hiding Lee had to get there first. So is pace went from a crawl to a crouched sprint, he didnt fire though the last thing he wanted was to get their attention. The Centurions didnt see him, because the Centurions were escorting three Cylon models, a six, a four,a five, and an eight, Boomer. Lee couldn't see Boomer, but he definately sensed her presense as he slipped into the hanger. It was dark, really dark however lucky for him the switch was right next to the door, how convieniant.
What Lee saw amazed him to the core, it wasnt a Viper, it look'd like a viper, but Lee felt that it wasn't a viper, it had extra wings and behind the viper was another component, a extra compartment full of archer pod missiles. Lee could hear the cylons breaking through the main hanger doors he can't stay and mezmerize at this new weapon. Quickly, he got into the cockpit and instantly it came to life the moment he sat down.
"Motion sensors...nice" Lee thought
Lee started the ships main thrusters but held the breaks, he wanted to run over those bastards before leaving to fight.
"This is taking too long, why isn't this hanger door opening?!" said Five who was clearly fustrated.
"Hmm maybe more explosives might do the trick.." said Six
"Or maybe you frackers couldn't just pull the lever." said Boomer as she pulled the lever that opened the hanger door.
The moment the door opened Lee Adama, no Apollo hit the gas. The Viper shot out of the hanger but not before running a few Cylon models and centurions over.
For the Cylons the last thing they saw was the Viper they wanted to steal, turn them into road kill.
Boomer who was standing on the side was covered in oil and blood, she watched as Apollo shot up into the skies launching missiles and pumping lead into the Raiders. "....Shi-"
Shanghelios low orbit Battlestar Sydney
"Direct battries Alpha through Echo to fire on enemy ship at Grid 13"
"Yes Ma'am"
"Captain enemy raiders closing in on our port bow 10 degrees up"
"More Raiders coming up from behind"
"Vostok and Sevatopol disabled! The rest of our fleet is getting destroyed"
Ramius stared at the Situation reports that keep on streaming in. She like the rest of the fleet was becoming overwhelmed they need renforcements or a vital bastion of the Alliance will fail. Gaeta was also busy looking at the reports, but at the same time he was carrying them out with little or no difficulty.
"Launch those chaffe flares! Get those missiles to fire away from us! Fire Control Station ready Godfreys and target enemy ship dead ahead"
Gaeta than turned to Ramius giving her a small smile of reassurence, but only for a split second before he was than bonbarded with more reports.
"Captain Ramius"
The image of an old man with a goatee appeared on one of her screens. He looked around 60 and he had a bloody gash above his right eye and another gash below his chin. Most of the screen was covered in smoke but he was still recodnizable.
"This is commander Alexi Smeirnov of the Sevastopol we just got a message from FLEETCOM, the 8th Fleet acompanied by the Battlestar Galactica is on their way we just need to hold for a little bit longer! I repeat FLEETCOM is sending us the 8th Fleet and the Battlestar Galactica are on the way we just need to- ah AHHHH!"
Sevastopol
"...sending us the 8th Fleet and the Battlestar Galactica are on the way we just need to-ah AHHH"
Several explosions grip the Marathon Cruiser as multiple missiles and plasma torpedoes hit the front of the Sevastopol and soon the entire front of the ship was covered in melted metal and missile impacts. Whoever was in the front would had been killed instantly.
