(2009 AD) Original Earth
"Vince if we don't do stop them now, we're all going to be in coffins!" Gunfire had destroyed a peace that had quietly reined over the room moments previous. Stone and mortar from the handmade chapel within the military complex turned the calm and holy ground into a war zone as a grenade took out the stain glass and a pillar as several people screamed. Ducking down behind a heavy oaken pew were two men in black suits, one donning sunglasses, a scarred face and gelled hair. The other had shorn military cut hair but his eyes took in everything as rounds dug themselves into the oak back board. The funeral was a minor event to lay to rest three of their own, only one that both men knew was shot by one of their own in a mission that failed horribly. The problem with missions and the information that's presented at the time can only be accurate to a point before it gets out of hand just as it had.
"Get to a lock up and get us weapons!" The gunfire was too loud that the man with the shorn hair had to yell to get his words across to the man in the sunglasses.
"What!? You think that I'm fully bullet proof!? Are you insane, I would die before I even got to the back exit"
"Erik I don't want to hear it... I... Look out!" The man yelled at the other just as a man full black military wear and paneled body armour attacked the man named Erik. The butt of the gun to the back of his head put Erik on his knee for a moment before he turned and knocked away the gun just as a round impacted the wall behind Erik and the other man Vince. Another man came from the side and engaged Vince as Erik held his ground. Vince was a 6'0 tall Hispanic and full of muscle, his swing could break a man's jaw with a little effort should he so choose, and despite his hulking frame he was a kind soul. His experience in various military units gave him the edge when the current Unit he commanded put him as Omega Leader even if he was young. His movements were like a championship boxer, his swings and hits were made to take the opponent down.
The other man Erik on the other hand, had the age and the experience of separate occupations and several incidents put him at the top as being one of the hardest men to kill. Going from Police to Scientist to Military his life was always difficult and as evident by the scar that ran along his eye and down his jaw he wasn't afraid to get hurt either. His movements like Vince's were precise but unlike a boxer Erik attacked with everything but nothing was more dangerous than his right handed strikes. The power from the right fist not only broke the man's ribs and jaw but his neck after a very rapid combo; left fist to the stomach, right fist to the upper ribs, left fist to the side of the man's face, right fist to the other side of the face followed by the elbow. The neck broke and the man dropped like a stone as Erik kneeled down to pick up a pistol from the holster on the man's leg, looking up Erik saw Vince take down the other man his neck broken but no in the same fashion as Erik's.
"Here!" Erik tossed the pistol over to Vince before picking up the MP5 Navy sub-machine gun, standing up but keeping a low profile Erik switching the safety to full auto and started firing back against the enemy, Vince had moved from Erik's side and to a pillar that wasn't full destroyed yet returning fire against the large number of people in the enemy garb. Once Vince was away Erik did the same thing and moved to the pillar to his right leaving Vince right opposite of his position. Using hand signals the two started get a plan in order, with his ammo running low Erik had to switch to single shot fire and use his last rounds to take as many people as he could.
After his munitions ran out, the sub-machine gun was discarded as he pulled a Walther from his chest holster, signalling to Vince, Erik took off down the side as Vince drew and gave cover fire, the enemy divided by the few that were armed missed Erik as he dived over table and rolled to his feet pressing himself against a pillar watching to make sure that the bullets didn't hit him.
Erik look took a quick glance at one of the coffins in which someone rode in, it was supposed to hold Zacharias Paige, the one that both fighting men knew. The other two coffins belonged to two men that Erik didn't know but as soldiers that had fallen. All three of them were to be honoured and finally laid to rest. Turning his head away from the bullets getting dangerously close Erik ducked down as Vince yelled over top the gun fire, but the words where lost. As Erik pressed himself against the pillar two of the enemy had entered the scene, poking his head out to the side Erik caught a quick glance and saw both were heading towards him but from the look of things they had yet to see him.
The huffing and puffing of the two heavily armed men grew louder, ducking down and hiding then standing up and returning fire, these two were seasoned or as seasoned as could be. Their targets all are the top of the top and they just recently just let their guard down but the strange thing was out of all the people in the room there was only minor injuries there was no deaths on the targets side, but their side was losing people as one man headed down the centre of the isle only to have his head blown apart by someone hiding. Moving away from the table they headed to a darkened pillar.
Listening to the footsteps Erik stood at ready, the first of the two ran by Erik but the second wasn't so lucky. Erik moved so quickly that the last thing the other man knew was that his back was broken and he couldn't move. Erik's snap kick launched the man into a fallen steel beam. The way the man flew made Erik seem inhuman as he turned his gaze on to the first man who finally turned back and saw his partner was gone. Raising his gun on Erik, Erik smiled and charged. Bullets ripped through the air but in the darkness even the man firing couldn't tell if he hit his target he must not have for Erik was there shattering his hands then destroying his face leaving him dead. Picking up the P90 from the body, Erik stepped into the light as something silver glinted from one of the bullets holes in his suit.
Opening fire upon the other side people yelled from both sides to continue the fight but it was going to be a stale mate, the people that attended the funeral were outnumbered and yet they still fought taking down their opponent.
"GET THEM DOWN!"
"Suppressive fire, suppressive fire!" Yelled out a man in full armour, that was until a bullet ripped through the man's face shield and he dropped to the ground.
"God damn it, where the fuck is our back up!" Another man in a black suit was pinned down behind the bar counter with another man making flaming bombs of alcohol. A slamming of a door opening and followed by over a dozen pair of footsteps and distinct gun fire allowed for the funeral attendees to poke their heads out of cover. The men and women that had stepped in for similar black military battle wear, but the difference was the patch and the name on the patch. A few people caught glances of a bird, a sword, a branch, the sun setting behind what seemed to be an ocean. The name was there, but the rush made it hard to read, one of the men stood his ground and finally answered the man that had called about the back up.
"We're here boss"
"I want these bastards taken out now!" The man nodded and called out the order more and more men started to enter the room, the enemy was now failing. Moving as one the attendees of the funeral and the new soldiers cleared the room of hostiles but there was one left and as he ran for Vince who had to duck down as the hostile was tackled from the side by a blur of black, the glint of the shades was enough to safely say that it was Erik. Seconds after Erik tackled the man to the ground an explosion rippled through the air taking down most of the room. After the dust had settled there was a lone scream that ripped through the air.
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5000 years later (2000 BCH)
"We have to leave, if we don't we're all going to lose more than our lives. We're in the middle of our own civil war here Ellen"
"Tanner is already getting us ready to go. Galen is doing the same, the research is all done Saul. The resurrection technology is done we don't have to worry"
"I don't want to get blown to pieces here Ellen look at what's already happening, we lost half the population to the bombs already" A tall balding man looked at his wife, a blond headed woman that had the brains of a genius. Both of them turned as they heard their names being called.
"Saul! Ellen! Tanner is gone" Saul and Ellen looked surprised as three people ran up to them, it was their colleagues. Off in the distance there was a flash of white light before the appearance of a mushroom cloud appeared. Saul turned to a man around his height with short brown hair; a shorter man was holding hands of a chocolate skinned lady.
"Ok we need to get off this rock now"
"Tory is right, the bombs are getting closer Britain was just hit its gone"
Saul nodded but his eyes widened as he looked at the group as the others looked at him their minds connecting for a moment. Images of tanks flashed through their minds it was the shorter man with glasses that spoke out first.
"Shit the tanks!" All five turned back to the building where they worked at, it was a military compound, and with no one guarding the gates the group ran through and headed into the bowels of the building through the living quarters. As they ran they passed through storage lockers, armouries, and safe bunks for the nuclear fallout. As they went deeper into the complex they came upon a massive darkened room, as a set of lights lit up in their area a group of computers rose from the ground.
This base was already here when the five along with the rest of their race has shown up, but when it came to exploring the years to the building made it look as it time had stood still. All the computers and equipment looked pristine and ready to use. Over the long years the five under funds updated the technology and even built a massive ships dock, but nothing was as impressive as what was left behind in up right cylindrical tanks. Each tank held one person floating in a type of liquid with an oxygen mask around each of their faces. Because of the darkness the tanks seemed to glow and the lines of them running every which way never ending as the five stood at various computer consoles.
"Set the computers to finish machining and building the ship. Set for them to wake as soon as the ship has been completed."
"We all have them trained to use this equipment right?"
"What you think we didn't train them Galen?" The man with glasses looked at the blonde woman and shook his head at the gaze the woman gave him.
"No of course not... it's just that... Saul isn't really known for that aspect of work Ellen... but I was just checking I mean there are a lot of people down here. I don't know how well the training will stick. I know Destler and the other pilots have the training down it's just the others. This thing that won't be done being built is more advanced then our own ships. And half the stuff is theoretical I don't know if it'll run"
"Of course not you don't think it'll run, but I designed the damn thing. It will work!" Another explosion rocked the surface above, the bombs where getting closer.
"Well the rest of them are going to need a refresher course... but who the hell is going to run that?"
"It's fine the core members have all the knowledge and training. Can we get out of here now?" The dark skinned lady wanted out, and Galen wasn't helping with his bickering. Saul was hunched over a computer his fingers over a keyboard, seconds later he stepped back and looked around off in the distance machines clanged and whirred to life. Giving one last look at the tanks Saul put his hand on one tank the name plate read E. Destler , the tank to the left read V. Valentine .
"You guys survive this... it's an order"
"Let's go!" Samuel yelled as he bolted for the exit, as they made their way up to the surface the shaking and the rocking of the surface became more evident. And just as they broke surface a near distance was covered in smoke and clouds the shape of mushrooms.
"It's too late..." the launch pad they had set up with a ship was gone, there was nothing to take them off the rock that was getting blown away. The dust and the first of the many shockwaves hit the five as they had to scatter, Tory clung to Galen as they both watched the skies as missiles flew over head.
"Oh my god..." Once the five stood together again, Galen pulled his glasses off and looked to them before pulling Tory away, there might have been time to get to a fallout shelter. Samuel took off at a sprint to get away from bombs while in his head a song played over and over stopping he cocked his head to the side and looked on as a missile impacted 1000 metres away, throwing up his arms did nothing as he closed his eyes and let the wave take him.
Saul and Ellen had run for the living quarters but an explosion rippled through the air taking down the mail boxes and roofing over top Ellen as Saul was behind her. Crashing to the ground Saul covered the back of his head with his arms as debris hit him. Once the cement rain had stopped he uncovered his head and looked around Galen was on the ground his shadow forever imprinted on the wall. Tory might have been the same but a wall had taken her and crushed her completely.
Looking straight ahead where his wife was he scrambled to his knees and hear a sound, Ellen was still alive. Moving the rubble away from her he found that she was barely hanging in there. Some of the other debris was just too heavy for him to move. Sobbing Saul put his head to Ellen's crying as a bit of blood dribbled down the corner of her mouth, her hair covered in finer debris and blood. Cradling her as best as he could Ellen reached for Saul and pulled his head down to hers whispering into his ear"
"It's ok, everything is in place we'll be reborn, together..."
"I love you..." Saul lightly kissed Ellen's lips and the next explosion was the last thing he heard before it went dark as he prayed for Ellen to be right.
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2000 years later (Present Time)
"Ellen... you're the fifth cylon" Standing chest deep in the ocean, Saul Tigh looked around, his one eye taking in everything as flashes of memories came back to him, the most prominent one was him, Ellen, Sam, Galen, and Tory in an underground place with tanks. Getting himself out of the water as fast as he could he looked around and saw off in the distance what was the entry way to something in that he saw in his mind's eye. Looking around beyond that there was a stretch of land beaconed him to go there, but he needed to do something first.
Running to the Raptor he shouted out to Athena as soon as he was close enough.
"Call the Galactica we can't leave yet!"
"Sir?"
"Just do it!" Moving to the back of the Raptor a man in the pilot's seat looked at Saul before his wife.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"Colonel we have the Galactica" Jumping up into the Raptor Saul took the phone that served as their wireless, Athena looked to her husband who had finally gotten out of the seat.
"Helo get the Colonel a towel, he soaked to the bone"
"Galactica this is Colonel Tigh"
"Colonel this is Galactica Actual, go ahead" The voice crackled over the hand set as Helo handed over the towel to Saul who quickly dried his face and head off. The two Agathons looked at Saul waiting to see what the explanation would be
"We can't leave this planet yet, there is something here we haven't seen yet"
"Saul what are you talking about, this place is dead nothing could have survived..." The voice on the other end was cut off by Saul looking out the hatch and took to the water and the spot he had looked at before.
"Bill, there are survivors here..."
(A/N: I had some minor errors that I corrected.... people please read and review...)