A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, it gives me a nice warm and fuzzy feeling inside you know the one that makes you want to nuke a Battlestar. So anyway enjoy
Chapter 5
Colonial Battlestar Endurance
First lieutenant Parker really did not like what he saw, Jack had actually no idea what was going on. All he saw when he came into the hanger to escort the Commander the CIC was some people with strange uniforms and even stranger ship surrounded by his fellow marines. He thought it best to join in and took up a position to the right of his commander.
Once he got up close he saw that these strangers had one of the Science guys held with a knife to their throat. A closer inspection revealed the hostage to be none other than the head scientist for the expedition, one Dr Levy.
This could only end bad he thought, and from the way that the conversation between the commander and this 'Captain Simpson' was going it looked like they agreed. He carefully rose the scope on his CSW-5 to his eye. It looked very similar to the weapons the other guys had on them he thought in passing.
Now he aimed his weapon straight at this Captain Simpson's head. Yes jack knew that headshots were for Snipers or Amateurs but he couldn't really aim for the centre mass with Dr Levy in his way could.
It seemed like diplomacy wasn't working so Lieutenant Parker made up his mind he was going to shoot and shoot to kill at that. Strangely the Decision to end someone else's life wasn't that hard. Must be all the training he grunted.
"I can live with that" he was snapped out of his musings by the sound of Simpsons voice booming across the unnaturally quiet hanger bay.
He saw the hand holding the knife tense and he knew he had milliseconds to act before the knife sliced across the Doctors throat.
He expertly flicked the safety and on to single shoot without taking his eyes off the target. He took in one big breath to steady himself and his aim. Now or Never. First Lieutenant Jack Parker slowly pulled back the trigger until it reached the biting point.
With one last glance he pulled the trigger.
A single shot echoed through the Hanger.
The bullet hit Captain Simpson just above his nose killing him instantly.
Or it would have if the Captain, his small party including Admiral Cain hadn't of disappeared in a blinding white flash.
"What the Frack!" he almost shouted and judging by the reaction of everyone else they seemed to agree with him. He turned to the Commander as he still had orders to escort James to the CIC. But it seemed the Commander was one step ahead of him as he was on the radio to what jack assumed was the CIC.
That was when he saw the strange green shuttle type thing still parked on the loading elevator. It appeared that they had forgotten to bring it with them.
He could faintly hear the commander in the background. Trying to desperately jump the ship out of the danger zone
"Jump us out of hear right now!"
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"I don't care where just get us out"
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"Fine, transmit the destination to the new ships, just make sure to do it ASAP!"
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"What do you mean just appeared out of nowhere around us"
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"How many"
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"Frak
A/N: a quick note the CSW-5 stands for Colonial Standard Weapon-5 , basically an SA-80 but... IN SPACE!