50 days 2nd cylon war
3 days cylon rebellion
Minotaur gunship Abraham
The model eight known as Sharon O'Nevil looked at the DRADIS monitor breathing a sigh of relief pushing the fleet of twenty one rebel cylon ships beyond the redline had finally lost their pursuers "Finally" she said "Cavil's Apophis got entirely too close but he shouldn't be able to track us after that rapid double jump."
The chrome old model cylon manning its navigational position didn't look away simply said "by our calculations the Apophis has less than a 14% chance of finding us in the next four hours."
"Good job now set course for Scorpia, ensure that a few Manticores arrive before us" said Sharon "so they can broadcast we don't want to fight."
"By your command." said the cylon "powering up jump drives nine jumps to Scorpia."
Sharon watches as the ships begin jumping and is suddenly thrown back before the attacks the laughs she shared with her crew aboard the Berzerk class assault carrier Pegasus the flagship of the Sagittaron Holy Fleet. Her secret romance with the Oracle Sly Buela's Brother Robert. The people she had considered friends and even family in some cases.
And then the signal that overwritten her sleeper program and activated her real personality. Using the detonator in orbit to activate five pounds of C4 in the Oracle's chamber at the same time as the necklace she had given to Robert on the day of their six month anniversary of dating.
Walking through the ship as soon as she boarded to the marines arms locker pulling a backpack full of C4 linked to her internal signal. Running onto the bridge still in civilian clothes no one questioned the backpack as she sat at the command terminal.
The seven ships of the Holy fleet moved to break orbit to cut the cylon arrivals off. As they moved Sharon had entered her own command code to lock out the others on the bridge. The small smile turned into a full grin as she turned the turrets on her escorts and opened fire. As the crew realized what happened they rushed her and she sent the signal and the bridge was destroyed.
As she thought about the bridge crew she had spent years with, her line of thought was interrupted. "Ma'am we have something on DRADIS." the Centurion said "it doesn't register as Colonial, UNSC, or Cylon."
"Cylon and Colonial forces before the war mapped every square meter of this space." said a confused Sharon "and it's not on any of the charts?"
"Negative." was all the machine said.
"Belay the jump" said Sharon "we need to figure out what it is, maybe Cavil had something up his sleeve."
The jump drives across the fleet stopped charging, shifting the stored power to the capacitors, and the engine surged pushing the fleet into a new vector heading towards the unknown contact.
The communications came alive through the fleet net as other human-cylons noticed the change.
"What's going on Sharon?" came the sultry voice of a six.
"One of the Centurians detected something on Dradis." replied Sharon through the network "we can't jump if its some hidden ace Cavil has it can trace our jump."
The others fell silent trusting the tactical mind of Sharon's model.
When a Centurion spoke up "coming within visual range now."
Sharon looked out the view port and saw…them "who the Frakk are they?" she asked, looking at the three ships two of them were absolutely massive, one made completely of purple while the other was about half grey-half purple and somewhat familiar. Both were boxxy not the predatory look like the smaller one; it was purple and hovered just above and ahead of the two massive box ships.
"Preliminary scans are forty one percent the grey and purple ship is the Royal Virgon fleet tender Dream of Virgon." a Centurion reported.
"The dream? What happened to it?" Sharon asked, looking at the last photo they had of the dream. When none responded she cursed "Fakk send a Corvette ahead to let them know we are non hostile."
One of the Manticores pulled ahead of the halted fleet. Sharon waited hoping the strange ships wouldn't fire any of their cannons. And in a way she was right as four glowing purple spheres shot out of the small purple warship. Having seen the UNSC ships fire purple and blue energy weapons she immediately recognized them, but before she could even attempt a warning they watched the corvette melt right in front of them.
"DRADIS contacts 0 Karrom 180." called the Centuran from tactical "one hundred sixty seven craft of various models and classes detected."
Sharon looked at the mass of incoming fighters and called "launch ours as well we cant let them get close to our ships!"
The Gorgons and the Baseships launched their squadrons of raiders and vipers to meet the enemy. Even as the remaining Manticores and Nemesis corvettes formed up with Abraham to defend the carriers, resurrection ship,and marinestars.
"I want an even mix of our outgoing shells; Flakk and AP rounds target their small warship first." Sharon said into the data stream "the freighters shouldn't have many if any weapons at all. Also try to hack into their computers. I doubt it will work but if it does.."
"By your command"
"By your command"
"By your command" the bridge centurion's responded.
Sharon watched as the nearly three hundred craft everyone her small fleet raced to intercept the strange mix of craft she recognized all of them; ninety six of them were Vipers twenty-nine of the UNSC fighters twenty small purple fliers and five saucer shaped purple craft. Behind them were smaller box shaped transports ten of them were Raptors four more were UNSC dropships and three more were purple she hadn't seen in the compiled Cylon information they looked like large flying U's.
"Tilt the ship downward to bring all our guns to bear." Sharon said "full Flakk lets see if thin the enemy before our fighters engauge."
The Abraham burned broadside bringing their twenty two cannons to bear and opened fire. The shells fly past their fighters, at the same time the reloaded guns fire again. By the time the first salvo detonates two more are on their way.
Sharon watches the flakk shells detonate to little or no effect, the AP shells however swat enemy fighters aside. She grinds her teeth. Annoyed they have to use anti armor ship grade shells to destroy fighters…. The second and third salvo's detonate by the fifth and last salvo she cheers as nearly twenty of the UNSC and small purple fighters' remains are left behind.
And then it's a fighter battle she watches as the two swarms of fighters merge. Gunfire, missiles, and energy weapons lashing out in the soundless void. She watches and is worried as four of her fighters explode under the hammer of the enemy energy. The tactical Centurion keeps up a running tally " 144….138….129"
"Shit this isn't going to work" mutters Sharron watching her own fighters count drop "Manticores and Nemesis corvettes ease forward and lend your guns to the fighter battle keep your drives charged the moment the enemy ships open fire i want you to jump the smallest possible distance and then divert every amp of power to recharge your drives our ships can't survive even a single hit from their weapons."
"By your command." was the response from the ten corvettes. Leading by example the Abraham led the way her maneuvering thrusters screaming to push the massive gunship forward broadside to the enemy. Five ships on either side.
Using the superior targeting programming of the Cylon installed computers the Manticore and Nemesis forward guns using AP shells on fighters was wasteful but the flakk didn't do anything. Abrahams gun crews follow the example, switching the guns with flakk to AP with their bigger guns targeting clusters of enemies.
The results are immediate "125..114….98" the tactical cylon called out "Movement on the enemy warship"
Sharon looked and saw the alien ship surge forward into the edge of the fighter battle, red lasers flashing out cutting the cylon fighters to ribbons before firing six dark purple energy weapons targeting the corvettes. "Concentrate fire on the enemy ship!"
The cannons fired as quickly as the cannons could cycle, sending a solid stream of AP shells. Shannon watched as eight of the ten corvettes blinked away, appearing almost instantly less than a kilometer away. She watches mentally screaming over the net for the two Nemesis to jump. To no avail four of the six energy projectiles slam into the corvettes they manage a single additional shot from their cannons even as they burn before the reactors overheat and fracture the corvettes into a half dozen pieces.
Shannon slams her fist as the stream of projectiles slam into the enemy ship with a rapid series of explosions blotting out the ship after nearly a hundred hits the guns fell silent. Shannon watched the last few salvos slam into the enemy ship. She waited for the flares and particle debris to clear with baited breath.
The undamaged ship has a protective cover still flashing.
A six manning one of the Manticores contacted her over the network "Shannon? Are you seeing this?"
"yes ." Shannon said through clenched teeth looking at the Abrahams ammunition stores "im almost out of AP shells what about you?"
Six took a second as her corvette fired again, destroying a UNSC fighter "that was our last one. We have plenty of flakk but they don't seem to do anything."
"Yeah i noticed that too." said Shannon "then there is the tender which from our scans have multiple modifications to it including weapons like whats on that small ship."
"Any ideas?" asked six "you are the most militarized model sister."
"Without more ammo I say we run," Shannon said furiously, her mind watching the fighter battle. With the ships no longer shooting at the other fighters the remaining seventy four were making quick work of their remaining fighters. "What about you?"
The six said her voice full of trust "just one" and the line went dead
Turning her attention to the eight remaining corvettes she saw them close with each other less than twenty meters looking closer she could see dozens of metal Centurions jumping from their ships to three of the remaining Manticores "Six what are you doing?" called Shannon
…no reply came "six?" she watched as the crew transfers stopped. "Six?" Shannon called again.
The eight ships disappeared as they jumped to FTL.
And reappeared a moment later first one then the two Nemesis's reappeared INSIDE the enemy warship and overloaded their reactors sending wreckage of the three ships in all directions.
A flash followed by two more did the same to the massive purple freighter cracking it into three large pieces flickering with the protective film trying to keep the crew and atmosphere inside before failing.
The last three Manticores containing the crew of all eight reappeared less than ten meters away from the augmented hull of the Dream of Virgon's nearly unarmed belly. As Shannon watched a solid stream of Centurions and armored EVA human cylons jumped from the Manticores even as the guns opened up with a solid stream of flakk rounds the micro shrapnel barely scratched the armor of the massive tender.
POV shange
A model eight known as Shannon Kelly jumped from the shivering deck of the manticore holding tightly to the M249 as she soared through the eight meters of space towards the Dreams hull angling for boots first. She hit the hull, her magnetic boots clanking to the hull as her knees buckled landing her face first against the hull. "Frack" she said, nearly dropping her weapon in surprise.
A nearby Centurion helped to steady her even as others with a torch began cutting into the standard grey auxiliary hanger door. She nodded her thanks to the machine, and then joined the others waiting for the cutting team to finish.
It didn't take long as a Centurion dug its talon hand into the rapidly cooling metal and pulled it back exposing the hanger to space the metal centurions led the way and Shannon froze in shock at the sight of nearly a dozen huge bird looking aliens bodies thrashing as they asphyxiate on vacuum.
"Finish them off" said Shannon looking at the birds holding their throats beaks wide open gasping for the non existent oxygen or whatever they breath. The machines folded their subguns away and slashed them with their razor sharp talons spilling their…purple blood.
Looking around the boarding party sees no survivors and Shannon orders "Once everyone is inside, seal the breach." Looking around she sees some things she knows most of the Virgon computers have remained but the five small purple fighters inside most definitely are not Colonial. She pauses looking back at the dead aliens…. Or human I should say she thinks.
As the last of the centurions and skinjobs are pulled inside the bent metal is pulled down and the melder gets back to work. Looking over the dead again she picks up one of their weapons turning it over in her hands she can make out what looks to be a trigger.
Shannon looks around and holds the alien weapon in her hand and aims at a interior wall and pulls the trigger to her surprise there is absolutely no recoil and the small green energy bolt splatters against the wall bubbling the other human cylons look in shock at the melting steel of the bulkhead and pick up other weapons.
Most of them are energy weapons. Two of them look like the rifles the UNSC used to such a high degree the only weapon that was left behind was a strange pink spike weapon a two who picked it up and fired a single round caused the centurions to bend protective over their more fragile human models. As the projectile bounced off several walls and metal bodies before falling to the ground to pop like a childs firecracker.
The breach sealed they readied to push out into the ship when Shannon called out "remember we don't want any more conflict with the humans if there are any on here dont harm them if these aliens fight gun them down."
She looked over the mass of Centurions doing a quick head count roughly one hundred and thirty centurians and nine human models, ten counting her.
"By your command"
"By your command"
The nine human models nodded, all of them holding the new alien weapons. Shannon holding her alien weapon in both hands followed the centurions. They swept room by room corridor after corridor finding come humans and even some aliens shackled together.
Shannon was loving this alien weapon she grinned firing two quick shots into an alien wearing orange armor with a needle weapon she spared a glance watching the grey skin of the alien bubble and melt away as the thing screamed before shooting it again in the head silencing it.
SHannon went to move around a corner only to get yanked back by a centurion just as a flurry of needles flashed past where she was just standing. The Centurion folded both of its guns out and stepped into the open corridor blasting the micro rounds from all four barrels shredding the three aliens where they stood.
Shannon walked up to the alien with the spike weapon still clutched in its hand and raised her weapon pulling the trigger all it did was make a sizzle sound. She looked at it in confusion and pulled the trigger multiple times each time nothing happened. "Gods damn it." she said, dropping the worthless weapon and pulling her SAW off her back. And continued on.
It took nearly forty five minutes to clear the ship of hostile aliens and gather the nearly five hundred aliens that hadn't fought and three hundred humans in the ship's main cafeteria.
Shannon stepped up onto a table and said "Can anyone here understand me?"
She watched many of the humans look back and forth but no one said anything.
"Listen we don't mean you any harm, many of us voted against the war." Shannon said "and we feel since the war hasn't gone the way, the ones who wanted the war finally gave us a chance to break away for our own freedom."
The Dream rocked causing SHannon to stumble into the net she called out "this is Shannon Kelly we have boarded and captured the Dream of Virgon what's going on out there?"
One of her copies answered "This is Abraham-Actual that's great to hear six's plan was a success the enemy warship and the massive freighter ship is in pieces, most of the enemy fighters have also been taken care of there are only five of their fighters left but they have the same protective screen as their warship and seven of their shuttles or dropships. If you can figure out how to use the Dream's new weapons that would help a lot."
"Understood Abraham-Actual." said Kelly "we are working on it."
Shannon Kelly turns back to the crowd "listen our fleet is in shambles and what's left can't touch what the enemy has left. If anyone here knows how to use the alien weapons feel free to shoot them down."
She looked over the crowd when a hand slowly raised "i…know…shoot" the man said heavily accented.
She waved and he spoke in an alien language she didn't understand and nearly a third of them rose to their feet looking at the Centurions and the human models as they walked away and out of the room.
"Abraham-Actual this is Kelly, some of the captives know how to use the alien weapons and have our fighters fall back so they aren't targeted by mistake."
POV change
Shannon O'Nevil mental eyes widened at that "won't be a problem" she said as the Abraham rocked under another strafing run the little bolts didn't do much then melt a few centimeter holes the real danger was the single large energy blast the fighter did each run. That blast melted through the three feet of hardened Aerilan steel in less than a minute.
She looked at the Dradis screen and saw only the ten ships with not a single corvette or fighter deployed; the last three Vipers they had tried and failed to ram one of the saucer ships but their energy field protected them. The boarding parties' corvettes had been swarmed and destroyed by a dozen of the alien fighters who broke off from the main force. And likewise got swatted before they could rejoin the fray.
"We have movement on the Tender Dream of Virgon." said the centurion.
SHannon turned her eyes to the magnified image of the Dream and watched as the alien weapons spotted along its hull began to move. She clenched her fist as the weapon's glow grew more powerful and then erupted a rapid series of light blue lasers shot out, cutting the wing off of one of the saucers and causing two more to explode. The last pair of saucers turned and while performing evasive maneuvers evading the energy weapons then one made a mistake and was cut apart by three different beams.
The last one made a successful strafe of the alien weapons emplacements knocking three of them out only to fall to the fourth. The four green human craft were carefully targeted with the laser melting two of their thrusters on one side. Shannon wondered why when the targeted craft tried to maneuver only to spin in place as one side's thrusters fired.
The three purple U shaped craft however burned under every weapon that could bear.
The six surviving warships without a single fighter or AP shell to their name took up protective positions around the Dream of Virgon and the resurrection ship. With somewhere safe the Marinestars were loaded inside the Dream. And a desperate salvage mission started with the help of many of the humans and captive aliens.
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Authors note
Woooooooohoooooo so this marks the end of the Kig yar pirates. I hope everyone enjoyed the rebel cylon vs pirate battle. I must have erased and rewrote most of this a dozen times before I felt it was good enough. Let me know what you think.
Just in case anyone is confused, the saucer shaped pirate ships are Seraph class space superiority fighters and U shaped craft are the old Spirit class dropships and the purple fliers are space banshees. I'm sure everyone can figure out the unsc ships the cylons have seen but have no idea what they are called.
Well there is only one review Chronus absolutely Apollo should have been airlocked for that blunder. I don't know if you have ever played a game called Sins of a Solar empire everytime i play I go for quality over quantity and do my best not to lose a single ship the moment shields start to fail. Ok buddy you're out of here. After all, who wins a Marza class dreadnought or fifty frigates? Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter.