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AFTERMATH : THE JOURNEY BEGINS	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2561 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fanfiction written for mine and my readers enjoyment. I make no money, nor do I make any profit from this work. Characters are borrowed from J K Rowling, Glen A Larson, and J R R Tolkien.

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The large, double glass doors slid open to admit two Centurions, one of them gold, the other of the regular silver. They moved further into the room toward  the tall  pillar in the center of the room. In a seat atop that pillar sat their Imperious Leader.
"By your command," they spoke together.
"Speak, Centurion," came his booming voice
"A report from the command bridge has a large number of Colonial fighter craft searching for us."
"Recall all our fighters to defend us," he ordered.
"Nearly all of our fighters have been destroyed."
. "What? How? We took them by surprise."
"It apparently was not the surprise we thought it was. Your orders, Imperious Leader?"
"Drop us closer to the planet. We will use Carrilon to hide us."
"There are reports of fire on Carrilon."
"That is of no concern."
"Understood. By your leave."
They turned, left the room, then moved to the nearest communications panel.
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"Where the fuck is that Baseship?" came Colten's demand. "We better find it soon, we're going to be running low on fuel soon."
"It's a good bet they decided to try to hide from us, probably dropped closer to Carrilon thinking the planet would hide them." Rabastan reached out to flip a couple of switches, activating his long-range scanner. He chuckled suddenly.
"Alright, Bas, what is so damned funny?" Aiden demanded.
"Check your long-range scanner. Silence as they all did so. "Got her. Hum...she's dropped closer to Carrilon than I expected her to."
"Another problem," Rodolphus said as he read the information scrolling across his readout screen. "All that tylium we set on fire is causing a chain reaction."
"I have an idea," Roark said, reaching out to activate communications. "Silver, Red, Orange, Green and Yellow Leader's, Cylon Baseship sighted. All squadrons prepare to engage."
"Copy,"
"Blue Leader, a suggestion. Split us up and attack from three separate locations." Harry said.
"Good idea, Orange.. Blue, you're with me. Red and Orange, peel off, head left of this location. Green and Yellow, peel off and head for the right."
"Information received, Silver Leader, beginning operation."
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Standing at the relay terminal, the two Cylons listened to the Colonial transmissions. "I will go report this, keep monitoring this channel."
The golden Cylon went to the glass doors to their Imperious Leader's Command Center and entered. "By your command."
"Report, Centurion?"
"There at at least six Colonial Battle Squadrons heading for us."
"Drop us closer to Carrilon, put the planet between them and us."
"By your leave,"
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"There she is," Roark said, "Look at the surface of Carrilon, guys."
"Carrilon is going critical, and the Cylons are opening fire. Our ruse had been discovered, me thinks."
Lightening-type streaks were seen arching up. "Time to go,"
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"Commander, Admiral," Rigel turned in her chair, "We're picking up attack signals from our six missing pilots. They've just spotted the Baseship."
"Commander, Admiral, Carrilon has just gone critical," Charlie called out, looking up at their Star Field window. "She's going to blow," he said.
They watched as the whole of Carrilion went a brilliant white, and then a bare few microns later, she blew.
Silence, then softly. "Rigel, try to contact our pilots."
Microns passed...then centons...The tension on the Galactica rose as communications stations began to try and reach their pilots. "Uncle Roark?"
Roark appeared on the screen, his face very pale, " We can't reach them,"
"Neither can we," Adama said quietly as he came on screen. "We aren't picking up any radar or communications--"
"Galac...tica...stop...it." came the sudden crackling interruption. Roark's face appeared on the screen. "We're fine if a little cooked."
"Thank the Lords of Kobol."
Then Harry's face appeared on screen, "Cylon Baseship destroyed. We're coming home, Galactica."
"And when you get here, the six of you will report immediately to my quarters," Roark said.
Silence.
"Yes, sir."
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