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Picking up the pieces (FT, CLOSED, INTRO)

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Picking up the pieces (FT, CLOSED, INTRO)

Postby Dante Peak » Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:05 am

Commander Thomas Idam
Combat Information Centre
Battlestar Vendetta
Caprica Orbit, Cylon Attack


Frak

That Pretty much summed up the current situation, all of the twelve colonies had been subjected to a massive Cylon attack, quick thinking on the part of the Tactical officer on one of the Battlestars during the opening attack had allowed the rest of the Fleet to defend themselves from the Cylon hacking. This didn't mean their problems were over. With their plans to simply Nuke the colonies from orbit, courtesy of the Battlestars that were now providing an adequate defense, the Cylons had risked inter-atmosphere Jumps and had begun to land Centurions on each of the Colonies. With the Colonial Army working hard to hold the enemy in position until a Battlestar could be spared to bombard the frak out of the Chrome-plated bastards, the space battle proved even more vital.

Vendetta was the last Colonial Battlestar defending Caprica, supported only by her escorting Gunstars.

The Fleet had taken heavy losses, even with the Cylon Hacking attempt blocked. The Cylon attack was still massive; over four Hundred Basestars had been counted, out numbering the Battlestars nearly four-to-one. The various other vessels of the Colonial Fleet were making up the slack, but things were not good. Hundreds of the fleet's best officers were dead; Adama, Cain, Nagala, the list went on. Much of the Fleet Command had been killed when the Cylons invaded the Fleet Headquarters on Picon. Caprica City was overrun by Cylons, much of the Administration was dead, and so was the Quorum.

Now the Vendetta was facing down four Basestars, the last of the Cylon onslaught against Caprica, however things still didn't look good.

"Sir, the Basestars are moving into attack position, they are flanking" Lieutenant Samuel Garos reported from his station.

"Launch All Vipers!" Commander Thomas Idam ordered "Arm the Raptor's with Nuclear Warheads, we're gonna need everything that we can throw at the Cylons"

Glancing up at the DRADIS screen, Idam noted as two Hundred small contacts appeared, symbolizing the launch of the Battlestars complement of Vipers. Moving quickly they approached the Cylon Fighter screen and dove into combat. Quickly degenerating into a clusterfrak, the Battle moved away from the Capital ships. As soon as this happened, the Battlestar opened up with its NAC-10's, which slammed into the lead Cylon Basestar, tearing through the central strut, the Basestar began to collapse in upon itself, but not before it got off a salvo of Missiles.

Between anti-fighter/missile the Vendetta, and the Gunstars, the vast majority of the enemy missiles were destroyed, critically the nuclear missiles. The rest hit the Battlestar on its nose, but thankfully didn't penetrate the hull.

"One enemy ship destroyed" Garos reported "The other three are continuing their advance"

"Keep up the Salvo fire, keep targeting their central struts, compensate for any evasive they pull" Idam ordered "And spin-up Missile tubes one through twelve, the use of Nuclear weapons is authorized"

"Aye sir" Garos replied moving to the Nuclear Key Safe "Confirm order"

"I, Commander Thomas Idam, CO: Battlestar Vendetta, Authorization code: Constellation Nebula-215, authorize the use of nuclear weapons"

Garos nodded curtly and took the two key's from the safe and entered them into the Nuclear panel, Idam joined him.

"Target sir?" Garos asked, his hand hovering over the targeting screen.

"Four at each enemy vessel" Idam ordered as he held onto the station to prevent himself from being thrown to the deck.

"Nuclear Detonation ahead of section twelve, hull breach" Captain Timothy Green reported urgently from the DC station, where he was co-coordinating the damage control personnel.

"Fire" Idam ordered turning his key.

From the Missile tubes on the 'roof' of the Battlestar, twelve missiles launched, immediately going evasive to make them harder for the Cylons to intercept. Speeding across space, they were slowly picked off by enemy Raiders and PD missiles. One missile reached reached an enemy ship. Three Flashes of light filled the Vid-screens in the CIC as the Basestars were ripped asunder, firepower from the Battlestar making sure there was no chance that the enemy could attempt to continue the fight.

"All Enemy ships have been destroyed" Garos reported. A second later the CIC burst into cheers as the crew hugged their neighbors in the jubilation of their victory. Idam smiled clapped Garos on the back as he eyed the ships Chief of the Boat, who after a few moments exploded.

"STOW THAT SHIT!"

"We've still got Cylon Troops on the ground" Idam pointed out "All Vipers are to head down into the Atmosphere and assist the troops on the ground, all Marines to their Drop ships"

Commander's Cabin
Battlestar Vendetta
Caprica Orbit, 6 Hours ACA


Idam glanced up as he heard a knock on the door to his cabin. Putting aside the last piece of memorabilia that had been tossed to the deck during the battle. Sighing he sat down behind his desk, on which he replaced the ships logs and put them aside.

"Come in"

The door swung open, revealing the ships executive officer: Colonel Hoshi Sato.

"Sir, I've just got in contact with General Fitzgerald, he's reporting all clear on the surface, but he's discovered something extremely concerning" Sato told him "The Cylons look like us now"

"They what?" Idam asked in pure shock, resting his elbows on the desk.

"His soldiers must have killed the same people several times, there is only one possible explanation, it backs up what we heard from Commander Adama before the Galactica was destroyed at Ragnar" Sato replied.

"That might be a problem" Idam sighed "Any word on who's in command of the Fleet?"

"I've been in contact with the Commanders of what Battlestars we've got left, your Senior Commander" Sato replied, a slight grin showing.

"Fantastic" Idam sighed "And the Government?"

"No one survived, the Cylons were pretty damn efficient" Sato told him grimly "The President, his Cabinet, the Quorum, most minor government officials, it's gonna be anarchy on the streets once we pull our troops out"

Idam sighed and stood up and walked to the far side of the room, before pacing back, his face was grim. Sitting back into his seat he sighed again.

"Contact Fitzgerald, tell him that as ranking Fleet Officer I am authorizing the institution of Martial Law" Idam said, his heart heavy "Effective Immediately, he knows what to do"

Sato looked shocked for a few moments before nodding.
"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, pass the word to the rest of the Fleet, any vessel entering our space is to be treated with due suspicion, then come back here" Idam ordered and watched as the officer in front of him headed for the door "Oh and Colonel...bring some ambrosia, I get the feeling we're gonna need it"
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Postby Dante Peak » Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:06 am

Commander Thomas Idam
Port Flight Deck
Battlestar Vendetta
Caprica Orbit, 7 Days ACA


A week had passed since the Cylon attack, and things were little better. The Twelve colonies had survived, but they were all under martial law and the situation was becoming untenable. It would only be a matter of time before the growing tensions on the colonies erupted and if the Military didn't find a way to hand over control of the Colonies to Civilian government, things would get extremely bloody. Add this to the fact that the Colonial Fleet hadn't defeated the Cylons, they had only held the line against the assault, and there was every chance that they were still out there somewhere. No doubt planning their revenge for the loss of their fleet.

Looking out across his crew, Idam sighed. Although he now wore Admiral Pips, courtesy of a field promotion by General Fitzgerald, he already knew the responsibility on his shoulders, the lives of the men and women under his command, his fleet and the Twelve Colonies, not an easy task. The Fleet was in shambles at final count they had lost over two thirds of the fleet: eighty-six Battlestars had been destroyed prior to a counter for the Cylon back-door had been devised. The surviving Battlestars had been hard-pressed to fight off the attack, but they had done it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, in the last two weeks we have lost more than we ever thought we would, our Worlds have been crippled, our fleet decimated and our entire Civilization under Military Control" Idam said grimly to his gathered crew, and over the wireless to as much of the Twelve Colonies that could receive it "The Cylons have been pushed back, but I have no doubt that they will be back, again, but as I stand here before you, looking at your faces in orbit of Caprica, I remember that which matters most: WE ARE STILL HERE!"

The gathered parade gave up all semblance of Military discipline and broke into spontaneous cheering, and the senior officers seemed unable or unwilling to stem this. Idam smiled as he noted as one of his officers switched return channels from across the Fleet and Twelve Colonies from which a similar cheer could be heard. Presently a chant could be heard:

"SO SAY WE ALL...SO SAY WE ALL...SO SAY WE ALL...SO SAY WE ALL...SO SAY WE ALL"

Idam smiled as he allowed the chant to wash over him before stepping down and leaving the crew to their much needed celebrations, he got the feeling that it was going to be the last time for a while.

Army Command Centre
Caprica City
Caprica 7 Days ACA


Colonial Army General Alex Fitzgerald sighed and massaged his forehead as he listened to the various reports that flooding into the make-shift command centre that had been set up in Colonial Park. Centurions were still being sighted across the Planet, although not in enough numbers to do any damage and he had troops tracking them down. His made concern was that he had to maintain control of the public without getting violent, not a good idea when the population was bound to start getting rowdy once they were sure that the Cylon threat was gone.

Damned Civilians

Fitzgerald turned as he heard a massive cheer erupt across the city. Picking up his sidearm he walked outside and spotted a nearby soldier.

"Trooper, what the frak was that?" He demanded.

The Soldier approached a grin on his face.

"That, General, was the Admiral Idam's speech, thirty seconds and he caused that" The Soldier replied "I think he planned to go on, but stopped"

"Well, don't get too excited Trooper, it's not over yet"

b]Commander Idam
Combat Information Centre
Battlestar Vendetta
Caprica, 7 Days ACA[/b]

"A message from the Patrolstar Taska, they've detected a large contact and have been shadowing it as it takes jumps and appears on the perminiter sensors at a new positon, it could be a Cylon Baseship" Sato reported grimly.

"Mister Garos , clear us for depature and take us out, Taska reports they are about to jump, their most likely destination is this Colony, Action Stations; set condition one" Idam ordered

The Battlestar promptly surged from the port, and led the two Other Battlestars that were in the system to approach an area where their Jump-Point-Detection-System, was indicating that something was about to Jump. The Battlestars stopped and formed a semi-circle, a small force of Vipers was launched and approached as something jumped into the system.

"DRADIS contact" Garos reported "Unable to I.D at this range, we'll have to wait until the Vipers get a bit closer"

"Hail them, Standard Hostile challenge" Idam ordered.

"Unidentified Vessel, this is the Colonial Battlestar Venture, Identify yourself or we will fire upon you"

There was a few moments of silence as the CIC waited anxious for the contact to reply. A few moments of static gave way to a strong male voice.

"This is the Battlestar Athena, to the ship claiming to be the Venture, Transmit I.D Codes"

"Transmit the codes!" Idam ordered, excited.

"They are sending authentic codes" Garos replied a few moments later "It's the Athena"

"Welcome them Home, and direct them to the dock, we'll meet on the stations assembly hall" Idam ordered with a smile.
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