The Fall of Iconia

Chapter 1

A/N: The following story is not meant to follow canon for either the 1978 version of BSG, or the 2003 version. Truth often lies somewhere between two conflicting stories, and this is the position we are taking with BSG. The Characters in the Battlestar Galactica sections of this story are generally based on the 2003 version, however, at times, as in the case of Flight Corporal Rigel, or the male version of Starbuck, no 2003 version exists. For these characters, the reader will need to envision Sarah Rush and Dirk Benedict, the actors who played them in 1978, respectively. Some characters will be merged with others, in an attempt to explain differences between the two canons.

If you have not read the first two sections of this story, The Birth of Iconia, and The Rise of Iconia, we suggest you do now, or our modifications to BSG will be the least of your confusion. We hope you enjoy.

We, the writers, own no part of the franchises mentioned in the following story. We are simply fans and are writing this for fun.

Chapter 1

Five years ago...

"This new battlestar will lead the way for the production of peace for the Colonies," President Adar finished his speech.

He surveyed the assembly surrounding the podium. He knew that this speech would give the political pundits something to talk about the next morning. The irony of a battlestar producing peace would keep both sides debating for weeks.

He stepped away from the podium which then retracted into the floor, leaving an unobstructed view of the floor to ceiling screen behind. On the screen, they could see a viper approaching the port fighter bay. It landed gracefully, and they watched as the familiar form of Commander William Adama exited his fighter. He removed his helmet and set it in the front of his ship, then walked to the lift which took him to the bridge. Once there, he removed a plaque from an inside pocket of his dress uniform. He lifted it up and wiped a smudge off it with his sleeve, then carefully placed it in its receptacle. It was a carved piece of metal, about nine inches by two, which said Galactica. Just before he put it in its place, the screen split. One image showed him placing the plaque, and the other showed the side of the landing bay pod. The crowd could see that there was nothing in the customary name nomenclature spot, but when Adama slipped the name in place on the bridge, contacts were made which gave the computer the ships name and registry number. Once that was done, the nomenclature plate on the hull received a signal, and the name and registry number became visible in the paint. She was not officially part of a battlegroup yet, so that number had still not appeared, but it would, once the assignment was made.

Now that the name appeared, that side of the huge screen cleared, and the left side widened, until the scene on the bridge filled it. Adama stepped to where his family stood. His wife, Laura, was flanked by his son Zak and his family, Kara and Troy, as well as his daughter Sharon and her fiance, Karl. Curiously, the president didn't see Lee, Bill's elder son. No, there he was, slipping in beside his brother.

"I swear," Bill Adama said, "that as the commander of this ship, the Galactica, I am dedicated to upholding the peace for the colonies." The bridge crew erupted in applause and cheering. Geata gave a quiet order into his headset, and space outside erupted in several explosions as the new battlestar took out several highly combustible targets. It was a suitable display.

While they were celebrating, a trace was detected on the outskirts of the colonial star system. Atlantia attempted to launch probes to investigate, but something was interfering with her internal communications. Her bridge couldn't communicate with her launch bays. Suddenly, her screens all went dark. Now, she was deaf, dumb, and blind. Quickly, her commander ordered all stop while her repair crews got busy.