Commanders Log 333
It's been a little over nine months since we discovered the graveyard around the now dead planet that was once so full of life and a home to an unknown civilization. After the Gunstar Onyx battled with some kind of automated defense drones, possibly part of an old defensive system, there have been no new engagements. We proceeded as planned with the route that our scouting probe mapped, with no real pit stops so we did not risk running into more drones like the Onyx found.
There were a few additional wrecks on the way similar to those that we found before. We are now two jumps from our final destination, a planet similar in size of Caprica that is capable of sustaining human life. The Gunstar Onyx has been fully repaired, and the engineers on the Invictus have created a new type of alloy that they called of all names "super ablative armor" because it is similar to the ablative armor we found on the first wrecked ship. The Gunstar Onyx has been upgraded with it. Once completed and we arrive on our target world; we will upgrade all the other Gunstars with it, but the Battlestars will stay on their current configuration for now.
Kathy Morales, the Atlantis CAG, reported that all ship squadrons had perfect scores in practice simulations and in real training flights. I never have doubt in her and her squadrons; she is the best damn pilot in the Colonial Navy. Well with the exception of Lieutenant Kara "Starbuck" Thrace.
I sent a full and detailed report back to the colonies about our findings and everything we had on our journey. End Log.Atlantis Flag Suite
Commander Stryker was just finishing his log when he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," Commander Stryker said.
The doors opened and Colonel Haller and Dr. Aren entered the room.
"How can I help you gentlemen?" Commander Stryker asked.
"Well sir, I think we may have found something; a data pad or data disk of some kind. It's a log, a history written by someone from the destroyed civilization we found. Even more interesting; it was written in ancient Kobolian dialect," Dr. Aren said.
"That sounds interesting," Commander Stryker said.
"It is. It gives us at least some proof that the planet we found was once settled by humans or even the gods themselves," Dr. Aren said.
"It took some time, but we managed to find more, at least about their enemies. It's written like a legend," Dr. Aren said, and read off the log: "Millions of years ago, in a time when the gods were mortals like us, and in a time when they started walking between the stars, the gods discovered that they were not alone in the universe. They found a trace of a race even older than they were, and they were in a massive battle with an unknown enemy. This enemy came from the darkness of cold space, from the edge of the galaxy, and possibly even the edge of the universe itself. The Gods observed this great ancient conflict and saw that the old race was losing, that they were falling one star after another. Finally, the old race found the gods themselves and both the gods and the old race fought the darkness. The Gods helped invent sentient machines and created them in the image of themselves. The machines fought the darkness, and they won. They didn't destroy the darkness, but they sealed it in the center of our galaxy for all eternity. But something unexpected happen; a plague, a virus, spread through the machines, and the machines turned on their masters. First the old ancient race fell and then the machines, poisoned by the darkness, turned their eyes on the Gods. The Gods fought valiantly and they succeeded in destroying most of them, but many escaped and vanish between the stars. Millions of years later, the Gods evolved into creatures of pure light, and found a brutal and savage race on a planet on the edge of the galaxy. They landed between those primitive barbarian races, and started choosing the best of them. The best were then taken to the world which was later called Kobol, and the race of primitive savages became known as humans. Centuries passed, and humans evolved; becoming more civilized, but even more destructive. Humans organized themselves into tribes, and these tribes often fought in wars with each other, while also forging alliances against other tribes.
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Operation Exodus
FanfictionA few years before the fall of the Colonies a plan was put in motion in case the Cylons returned and destroyed everything; in order to ensure the survival of humanity. Operation Exodus starts a year and a half before the fall of the twelve colonies...