Battlestar Prometheus "The Story ...

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In a burst of light, the Cylon Basestar appeared in space off the starboard bow of
the Battlestar Galactica. Immediately, Cylon Raiders began to pour from her launch bays
into space.
“Galactica, Highspire: Contact two o‟clock high. Cylon Raiders inbound to
Galactica.” Major Alistair reported from his Viper cockpit.
“Highspire, Galactica: You are free to engage.”
Highspire smiled as he felt the adrenaline come up in him. “All Vipers, weapons
free.” He said as he rolled his fighter over onto a direct course with the enemy. “Come
get some you toaster sons of bitches.”
***
“Signal the flagship: We have engaged the Cylons and are maneuvering to attack
point one.” Commander Magus said as the Galactica rocked from her first hit of enemy
fire.
“Aye sir.” The Com officer replied.
“Helm, come right full. Bring us into a port side arc around the center axis of the
Basestar. X.O.,” the Commander said turning to Colonel Blackwell. “Open fire.”
COMMAND NEXUS
CYLON BASESTAR 1-1
IN ORBIT OF CAPRICA
Prime Four observed the oncoming fleet of Colonial Vipers with satisfaction.
They were deploying in a standard arrowhead formation and making their way at top
speed towards the waves of Raiders he had dispatched to destroy them.
“Typical. Human strategies are so easy to predict.” He said as he turned to the
Centurion Commander of the Basestar. “Instruct our Raiders to concentrate on and
destroy the approaching Vipers.”
***
“What of the Galactica?” The deep monotone voice of the Commander asked.
“We will destroy her ourselves.” Prime Four replied as he stood back to watch the
dance of death unfolding in front of him.
That‟s when the Prometheus arrived.
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