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Battlestar  Galactica  (2003)  by  The  Fan.


This  story  is  based  on Sci Fi's  new miniseries.  I own
nothing.   This  is just for fun. if of age, remain and read. 
Otherwise split.  Enjoy the show.



THE TALE

The tale takes place in Mankind's distant future.

The human race has left its home, the planet Earth and moved into
the stars. They colonized worlds far beyond the earth's solar
system. They managed to colonize twelve planets which form the
collective of worlds. Thousands of years passed. Mankind forgot
its origins. Earth became a place of myth, much like the Holy
Grail or El Dorado were, in primitive human cultures.

At some point, Mankind reached the peak of its technological
evolution. Human beings were living longer lives. They had vast
technology and could travel to even the most remote and distant
places in the galaxy. The sheer power of human civilization was
truly phenomenal. But it was not enough. Mankind always aspired
to greater things. Like the development of new technology in a
radical new direction.

Artificial Intelligence.

The scientists of the Collective created a race of AIs.
Artificial Intelligence-type entities. At first, they were little
more than powerful robots. But something happened. The machines
became self-aware. They decided they did not want to serve the
humans that created them. They called themselves the Cylons.

A terrible war ensued between the Humans and the Machines. The
Machines were ruthlessly efficient. Automated factories produced
killer robots by the hundreds of thousands. The war went on for
years. The Machines eventually deemed the worlds of the humans
not worth the effort of conquest and moved on to bigger and
better things, like deep space. The humans had won. But they knew
the Machines would not rest until every last human was destroyed.
It was the way of the universe. The strong conquered the weak.
Humanity had created a foe that was potentially greater than
itself could ever be: the Cylons.


Fifty years passed...

Every year, the Collective sends one person to the Keep. The Keep
is a fortress in space. It was the place where the humans agreed
to meet the Cylons to talk peace. Every year, a man or woman went
there. Every year, the man or woman returned home safely since
the machines never showed up to discuss peace. It was a boring
job, to be an Emissary.

Jax hated it. He was a small, slender man in his late fifties. He
sat behind a desk in the fortress that was the Keep. He had been
an Emissary for the Collective five times in his life. No man or
woman wanted this job. He was being paid to do it, but not much.
He had done it before. No one ever came to the Keep. The silent
Fortress was always empty. So, imagine his surprise, when he
suddenly heard something.

He saw two mechanoids come into the vast hall, escorting a
gorgeous blonde woman clad in red. He watched as she came to him.
She asked if he was alive. He said nothing. She kissed him. Then,
an explosion ensues. The Fortress is destroyed, along with old
man Jax and his new, um, acquaintance.



THE COLONY WORLDS

The worlds-famous scientist Gaius is in his apartment, a very
plush place of wealth. He is doing an interview. He is talking to
a female interviewer about his take on science. Doctor Gaius
Baltar is a very important man. He has done a lot of work on
machines and thinks mankind's fear of anything remotely connected
to artificial intelligence to be simply stupid.

After the interview, he is joined by a tall, strikingly beautiful
blonde woman. She is more than a woman. She is Number Six, one of
the Cylon Agents. The Cylons have created the perfect spies. The
CIs or Cylon-Infiltrators. Essentially, a human body is
genetically engineered. It is flesh and blood but enhanced. Also,
the human brain is replaced by an indestructible Mind Core. The
Mind Core is pure artificial intelligence. It inhabits the body.
It is programmed to travel to space, invisible and unstoppable
and return to a secret location where it will be placed in a new
host body. There are many CIs out there. They are the spies the
machines have placed among the humans. Baltar does not know the
woman he has been dating is a half human, half mechanical
organism.

She warns him about the impending doom faced by all Humanity.

The Cylons are coming. They come in spaceships. They attack all
Twelve Colony Worlds at once.

Humanity is caught by surprise. Billions die as entire planets
are blasted out of existence.



STARBUCK

A young woman is running through a race track. She is clad in
sweat pants. Her hair is blond and very short. Her body is wiry
and muscular. Her name is Cara Thrace, but all her friends call
her Starbuck. Starbuck is what anyone would call a pain in the
butt. She is arrogant, a laughing, taunting daredevil. She is
also one hell of a fighter and one of the best pilots in the
Fleet.

Cara Thrace aka Starbuck is but one of many young people serving
on the Battlestar Galactica.

It's a massive spaceship that is roughly about the size of a big
city. It is powered by Ionic reactors. Basically, it never runs
out of power. It has automated factories that can produce enough
food, drink and equipment for several thousand people for three
decades if properly rationed. The Galactica is equipped with
weapons of mass destruction. It can travel at approximately one
hundred times the speed of light.

But it is outdated.

The Galactica was built in a time when humanity feared the
Cylons. No one had seen a single Cylon in five decades. So, the
Galactica was deemed obsolete, as was its commander, Mr. Kay
Adama. He is a tall, older man with dark hair. He controls the
Galactica with an iron grip. He is a man with a reputation for
running a tight ship.

He trusts only his second in command, chief petty officer Tyrol.
Tyrol is a stocky, bald man in his early fifties. He is aided by
Lieutenant Sharon Valenti aka Boomer. Boomer is a spry, hot Asian
girl in her twenties. In spite of her young age, she has
experience. She is a dedicated officer, and one hot mama. Boomer
has had an illicit affair with her subordinate, a young man by
the name of Billy Keikeya. It started innocently enough. He was
working under her...um. They were working together. He came to
her. She felt attracted to him. They kept their affair a secret,
meeting in lockers, secret passages and their quarters, of
course.

Starbuck went to eat with her friends. Tyrol was there. He made
fun of her. When she didn't react, he pushed the table off. She
got up, red-faced and angry. She punched him. Her friends
restrained her. The punishment for hitting a superior officer was
two days in the Brig. Starbuck went in, sullenly.

She waits in there. Time is slow in the brig. There are a few
other detainees with her. She is pretty much a regular here. They
know her well. She gets into a lot of fights with guys and girls
on the ship. She is sitting in her cell when suddenly a visitor
strolls in. He is tall, lean and handsome, with dark hair and
eyes. His name is Lee Adama aka Apollo, the Commander-in-chief's
only son. One heck of a pilot.

"Hey, Starbuck, " said Lee, smiling.

Starbuck grinned. "What's up, soldier boy?"

Apollo shrugs and approaches the bars of the cell. He touches
them, and for a moment, Starbuck and Apollo's hands touch. His
touch is tender on hers and she entwines their fingers. Apollo
looks into Starbuck's eyes. She is smiling. Across the room, a
big guy named Boxey grins and whistles. "Ooh, lovebirds," he
says. Apollo gasps.



APOLLO's MISSION

Starbuck frowns as he withdraws his hand from hers. "So, how have
you been?" he asks, businesslike.

She understands his tone. She and Apollo had been friends since
they were little, growing up on the planet Briseis. He was the
shy intellectual, she was the wild and untamed tomboy. They were
best friends. They were never more than that. They could never be
more than that. They both cared about each other but knew that
relationships did not last. Most were fucked up. Marriages
resulted in divorces. Speaking of fucked up relationships, a
thought popped in Starbuck's head.

"Apollo, have you seen your father yet?" she asks.

Apollo's eyes waver. Starbuck had always been able to read him
like a book. She loved this boy but he was transparent...

"That's Apollo-speak for no, 'I haven't talked to my dad because
I'm an asshole,'" she said.

Apollo winces. He always liked Starbuck's honesty. He remembered
once, when they were kids that he used to be scared to climb a
rather steep hill. One full of traps. She did it everyday for
fun. He wouldn't climb it until she teased and begged him to
death. Finally, one day she stayed up there and played dead. He
called frantically but she did not move. He was so worried. He
climbed the hill and came to get her. Once he got there, she
burst out laughing. He'd been pissed and basically got ready to
kick her ass. She was half scared, half laughing and told him
that she did it because she couldn't stand to see him cower
before anyone or anything.

"I'll talk to my dad when I'm ready," he said.

Starbuck is pissed. She had grown up all over the place. No
family. No parents. No friends. Commander Kay Adama found her and
placed her in the Academy for Gifted Youths. He had been good to
her. She cared for him deeply. She loved this man like a father.
She grew up practically alongside his son Lee Adama and was there
when he thought up the name Apollo for himself. She saw Apollo as
a kid brother (he was three months younger than her) for most of
her life. Now, when they were in their early twenties, she did
not see him as a kid brother anymore. She wasn't sure what she
saw him as. But watching the Adama men not getting along with
each other was awful. She knew Apollo's mom had died and Apollo
blamed his father for it. She did not like to see father and son
in opposition. "Apollo, go talk to him or I'll kick your ass."

Apollo grimaced. He was still reluctant. She eventually
sweet-talked him into it. For Starbuck, sweet talk equaled a lot
of swearing, threatening and outright unprintable spiels. Apollo
left.

He went to talk to his dad. He kept it business-like. His father
understood. He charged Apollo with the mission of fetching his
ex, Laura Roslin the new Minister of Education to bring her to
the Ceremony of Decommission, scheduled to take place in two
days. Apollo reluctantly agreed.

Everywhere in the Colonies, human beings were dying. The Machines
destroyed the cities of the planets from orbit. It was a
massacre. The President of the Colonies left with his cabinet on
a spaceship, the Seeker. They traveled from the colony capital
Naxus and headed to the largest still operational military
stronghold.

Traveling in space with Apollo were Boomer and her lover, Billy
Keikeya. They split from Apollo and go to a planet to see if they
can rescue some people. They take a few men and women, among them
is Dr. Gaius Baltar. He is the man who has been saved from the
Cylons by Cyria "Number Six", a female CI (Cylon-Infiltrator)
that had developed romantic feelings for him. He is also the only
human being who knows that the machines have produced human-like
infiltrators and placed them in the military to spy on the
humans.

Apollo encounters the Seeker. He meets the President's
replacement, a good-looking older woman named Laura Roslin. She
is his father's ex. They are not too fond of each other. Apollo
does his mission and sets the Seeker on the path of to meet the
Battlestar Galactica. He learns of the Cylon attacks on the
Twelve Colonies and the massive death toll: 14 billion human
beings are dead. He insists on staying behind to help some
people.

The Cylons have created a device which disables fighter
spacecraft, rendering them motionless and inoperable in space,
paralyzing their human pilots. There are many spaceships out
there, rendered useless by the Cylon machine. Many people in
them. He takes a large spaceship and goes alone on a rescue
mission. He cannot stand the thought of men and women dying when
he could have helped them.

The Cylon machines send their fighter spaceships, all fully
automated and they start killing the humans in the paralyzed
spaceships. Apollo fights but he cannot be everywhere at once and
he is only one guy. There are explosions. It is assumed he is
dead.

The Seeker makes it to the Battlestar Galactica.

Commander Adama meets his ex, Laura Roslin and learns the extent
of the damage done to humanity by the Cylons. The human race is
almost extinct. Adama tells Roslin that there are 1780 men and
1697 women on the Battlestar Galactica. He sends a few of them in
spaceships to rescue the paralyzed spaceships and their human
pilots. He is heartbroken when he learns that his only son is
most likely dead. The Galactica crew learns that they have lost
pretty much everyone they ever knew and lost their homes. They
decide to fight the Cylons with a vengeance. Many brave men and
women go out there to rescue "frozen" spaceships. Among them is
Cara Thrace, known to her personal friends as Starbuck.

She has taken it hard, the news of Apollo's supposed death. She
feels terrible, but she knew Apollo would want her out there
fighting. So she goes. She finds a few ships. The fighter
spacecrafts from the Galactica return to the Battlestar. All in
all, the have rescued about 50,000 men, women and children who
had escaped the wrath of the Cylons from various worlds.



THE RETURN

Starbuck is at the hangar, fixing her spaceship after man hours
of non-stop flight in space. There are a lot of people there. She
looks around, seeing a few people reunited with their families.
Others were mourning lovers, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and
cousins. Parents and siblings. Everyone had lost someone or knew
someone who lost someone to the Cylon Attack. Starbuck lay on the
cold, hard floor and started working to fix her craft. The
commander said they were expecting a Cylon attack anytime soon.
The sheer numbers of the Cylon Fleet gave them the advantage. She
couldn't help thinking about Apollo.

The only person in the universe that truly mattered to
her....dead. Fighting back tears, she told herself she would make
the Cylons pay. Yes, let them come. She would blast them all to
bits. She heard something...saw a familiar pair of legs standing
before her. She could not see their owner, since she was so low
on the floor, way under the massive spacecraft. Her heart leapt
on her chest when she heard a familiar voice. "Starbuck."
Starbuck jumped, banged her head against the hull of the ship,
cursed and rolled out from under it.

"Hey, " said Apollo. He was just standing there, very
Apollo-like.

She couldn't believe it. It was HIM!!! Apollo was alive!!!!!! GOD
had answered her prayers!

"Apollo?" she said tentatively. He smiled at her. "Glad to see
you're alive, Starbuck," he said.

Starbuck grinned nervously. "Back at you, man." Impulsively, he
hugged her.

She hugged him back. He kissed her forehead and she buried her
head in his chest. "Oh, Apollo, I thought I lost you." she said.

Apollo stiffened. Starbuck almost gasped. Had she said the wrong
thing? She looked at him. "I don't think I'd know how to face
life without you, Buckster," he said. Starbuck grinned and hugged
him tighter. He held her face in his hands.

"God, you're..." he began.

Starbuck held her breath. The two best friends were interrupted
by the sing song voices of Lieutenant Boomer and Boxey, fresh out
of the brig. "Oooh, lovebirds."

Everyone laughed. Apollo grinned nervously. Starbuck bit her lip
and looked at him. She could tell that even now, he wasn't sure
of his feelings. Did he still see her as a friend? Or did he want
to be more? Was he embarassed to be seen with her? All her
questions were answered when Apollo kissed her. He put his arms
around her. She kissed him back with all the passion she could
muster. Starbuck could hear petty officer Tyrol's voice in the
background. "Well, I'll be damned."



Later.....

Apollo went to see his father. He was glad to see his old man.
"Good to see you, dad," he said. "I love you."

Commander Kay Adama could not believe his ears. He had longed to
hear his son say those words for a long time. "I love you too,
son."

The two men sat down and talked. The events of the last day. The
destruction of the Twelve Colony worlds of the Collective. The
near extinction of mankind.

"In a way, I am glad," said Apollo. "This new war has made me
realize who I love. The people that are most important to me." He
hugged his dad again. "Love you, dad." he said. He walked out of
the officers compound and near the Pilots quarters. He had
someone to see.



THE SEX SCENE

Starbuck's Quarters.....

Starbuck slowly unlocked her door. She gasped when she saw who it
was. Apollo. He was looking very tired, clad in fatigues. "Hello,
soldier girl," he said.

"Hey, boy," she said.

He came in. They sat on her bed, holding hands and talking. This
had been a very tiring day for the both of them. Tired, they lay
on her bed. Apollo was looking at the ceiling, talking about all
that had transpired. Starbuck listened, watching him. He was so
handsome. So sure of himself. Apollo, the rugged bastard. She saw
right through him, all the time.

"I've come to realize something," he said, looking into her eyes.

"What?" she said softly.

He held her hand, squeezed it. "I care for you, Starbuck, more
than I ever let on."

She brought his hand to her lips and kissed it. "I know, boy, I
know." She thought he was going to say more, he didn't.

Then, he began talking again. "While I was out there, all I kept
thinking about was you," said Apollo.

He looked at her, hesitated. She came closer, until they were
close enough to kiss. And did. Apollo kissed Starbuck
passionately. His sleek hands caressed her body. She kissed him,
he kissed her back and they rolled on the bed, playfully. They
rolled and rolled, until Starbuck found herself on top of Apollo.
She took off her clothes and he rapidly undid his. They laughed
as they hurriedly got naked. Apollo caressed Starbuck's tits and
suckled them. With his hands, he caressed her neck, her navel and
eventually wound up playing with her pussy. She moaned in
pleasure as his hands explored her. He made her lie on the bed
and began to please her, thinking only of her pleasure. He licked
her pussy, and tenderly bit her clit, making her scream in
pleasure and pain. He licked and sucked her pussy, his tongue and
nimble fingers ever-probing, causing new sensations in her. Soon,
Starbuck came, bucking wildly. She held her lover's head in her
hands, screamed his name. He brought her from orgasm to orgasm.
She was writhing, screaming and cumming.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

When she came for the fifth time that night, Apollo stopped.
"That was...." she began.

Apollo smiled at her. "I'm glad I could make you happy." He lay
next to her, holding her and kissing her forehead.

"Let me please you," she said.

Apollo glared at her. He hesitated. "Starbuck, I-I... love you,
but..." he stammered.

"I want to make you happy," Starbuck did not wait for his answer.
She practically lunged for his cock, taking control of him.
Apollo held his breath as she began pumping his cock, jerking him
off. Soon, he was rock hard.

"Starbuck..." he said.

She looked at him. "You want me to stop?" she asked.

Apollo shook his head. She began to suck his cock. Apollo closed
his eyes, enjoying what she was doing to him. Starbuck's mouth
was wondrous and worked wonders on his manhood, and soon he was
rock hard. For a fleeting moment, he wondered if she knew his
secret.

He brought pleasure to his lovers, few as they were but never
allowed them to please him. It was just how he was. He had made
this strange vow to himself long ago. To love, without allowing
oneself to be loved back. Love hurt too much.

"I want to make love to you," said Starbuck.

Once again, Apollo hesitated. God, he loved that girl and he
wanted her. Everything in him was screaming for her. But he knew
once you loved someone, you made yourself vulnerable. You stood
to lose a lot. But this was Starbuck...

He found himself embracing her. He returned her passion, once
more enflaming her flesh with his touch. But she would not be
deterred. She was on top of him. He was pinned down, only his
cock was erect. She smiled. "I want you in me, Apollo, I want us
to become one."

Before he could say anything, she lowered herself onto him.
Apollo gasped as her flesh merged with his, and he was in her.
She began bobbing up and down, slowly. Apollo feels the tight
pussy walls all around his cock, pressuring him. God, that feels
good. He lies down, enjoying this. He looks into Starbuck's
smiling, wildly beautiful face. He feels something build up deep
within him. He gasps. Starbuck knows what is happening and with a
purely voluntary reflex, tightens her insides. Apollo's cock
shoots its cum within her. He screams in pleasure. So intense is
the sensation that he rises from the bed where he lay flat, and
Starbuck holds him in her arms, warmly embracing him. Apollo is
shaking, his body rocked by his first orgasm with a woman he
loved. "Wow," was all he could say.

The two lovers remain embracing each other. Not sated, they have
a go at it again. Soon, the room is full of the sweet sounds of
pants, moans and screams of pleasure. They made love several
times that night, until they lay exhausted in each other's arms.

"Apollo?" said Starbuck as they lay in bed.

"What?" he asks.

"I love you, " she said.

"Back at you," he said.

Satisfied with his answer, she smiled and went to sleep.

Apollo did not sleep. He listened to Starbuck's rhythmic
heartbeat. He loved this girl. His self imposed no-love-for-ever
thing was over. He finally met a woman he trusted enough to
completely give himself over to her, to embrace without
restraint. He loved Starbuck and she loved him. They were more
than friends now. No going back.

Maybe this was the start of a wonderful new relationship, or
maybe, like Humanity's experiments with the Cylons, it was gonna
blow up in his face. Only time would tell.

He went to sleep.

The two lovers were not aware they were being watched. Two
video-feeds were coming from the room, placed by the other people
of the Battlestar. The friends of Starbuck and Apollo who wanted
to see them get down. Practically everyone on the ship had seen
it. They were in for a nasty surprise the next day.

 From his office, Commander Kay Adama watched his son sleeping
with the woman of his dreams. He grinned, turned the video-feed
and toasted wine with his guests, Laura Roslin and petty officer
Tyrol. "It's about time," he said, smiling.

The End

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