New Caprica City, Shield Generator Facility
At first there was nothing, but only for long enough for a breath to be drawn in if one were swift about it.
Then a brilliant flash in the shield that expanded outwards like ripples upon a pond across the distortion in the sky caused by the barrier.
Fire and light spread across the defense like a tsunami before the distinct roar of the actual blast flooded the people within as the generators hum grew earsplitting from the strain of fighting the attack.
Blinding light flooded the ramshackle town of the colony as screams spread from those who had not taken cover or shielded their eyes.
And then it was over as silence reigned supreem across the battlefield once more with even the machines falling silent to survey the effects of the nuclear device that had been unleashed upon them, only the nigh unhearable hum of the shield generators ensured them that they were not dead as of yet.
"Construction team," came the cackling tone of the comms from Brahms helmet as it lay on the floor beside him, discarded while he worked on activating the systems that defended them, "Status report."
Grabbing the device and putting it back in place a moment later, "Brahm here, I think everything is intact but I don't have sensors and visual is difficult from my position, shields are stable, landing structures remaining at 100%."
"Good work Lieutenant," came the calming and yet mechanical response response of the coordinator AI for fleet operations, "You should soon recieve a sensor overlay, the Einstein is being deployed above the shields and will be in contact."
"Understood," he answered before the signal ended and with a sigh of relief almost collapsed into his seat.
xXx
New Caprica City, GA Command Center
Marcus groaned slightly at the one eyed man he'd dragged with him through the streets wondering if the guy was okay in the end after a group of Centurions shot up the place the Colonial Resistance was holed up in pausing only to add a frantic young lady and a baby to those with him as he headed for the command center under construction beside the shield generator and other facilities.
He really hated dealing with these people.
xXx
High Orbit, New Caprica
GA-AC-418277 Troy, Team 12
Captain Jacob Alexander relaxed slightly as the ships systems began to kick in around the modified cargo bay as the assembled team of Medics and SCV clad engineers prepared to board the damaged ally they'd aparently come to rescue.
The rapid preperation had left them with only a few marines joining as a bodyguard unit as well as one of the refugees from the Charybdis, a newly trained Lieutenant Charon Salvon, as a translator. Then they had their trump card, one of the robotic assault bots designed to aid in dealing with Zerg hives without risking human life.
It was also designed to give support to other types of units such as the support crew put togather to make sure the Galactica remained in one piece after the firefight was over.
He closed his eyes and the entire group started the slow countdown as the psychic dampners came up to remove the odd sensations the warping caused unprotected beings due to disorietation and the slight touch of the void, something that had limited their use to vessels and other contained systems rather than troops save for persistant gates like the Warpgates the Protoss had on their major worlds before the invasion of Aiur and that now offered fast and reliable transit between the planets of the Galactic Alliance.
xXx
Elsewhere
Something was stirring, several somethings in fact entities that sensed a vaguely familiar psychic presence across the great void and morass. Memories of another reality played through their long dormant minds as these beings awoke to the universe they had banished themselves to long ago when their creations had turned upon them and only a few of their kind had remained.
At first there was nothing, but only for long enough for a breath to be drawn in if one were swift about it.
Then a brilliant flash in the shield that expanded outwards like ripples upon a pond across the distortion in the sky caused by the barrier.
Fire and light spread across the defense like a tsunami before the distinct roar of the actual blast flooded the people within as the generators hum grew earsplitting from the strain of fighting the attack.
Blinding light flooded the ramshackle town of the colony as screams spread from those who had not taken cover or shielded their eyes.
And then it was over as silence reigned supreem across the battlefield once more with even the machines falling silent to survey the effects of the nuclear device that had been unleashed upon them, only the nigh unhearable hum of the shield generators ensured them that they were not dead as of yet.
"Construction team," came the cackling tone of the comms from Brahms helmet as it lay on the floor beside him, discarded while he worked on activating the systems that defended them, "Status report."
Grabbing the device and putting it back in place a moment later, "Brahm here, I think everything is intact but I don't have sensors and visual is difficult from my position, shields are stable, landing structures remaining at 100%."
"Good work Lieutenant," came the calming and yet mechanical response response of the coordinator AI for fleet operations, "You should soon recieve a sensor overlay, the Einstein is being deployed above the shields and will be in contact."
"Understood," he answered before the signal ended and with a sigh of relief almost collapsed into his seat.
xXx
New Caprica City, GA Command Center
Marcus groaned slightly at the one eyed man he'd dragged with him through the streets wondering if the guy was okay in the end after a group of Centurions shot up the place the Colonial Resistance was holed up in pausing only to add a frantic young lady and a baby to those with him as he headed for the command center under construction beside the shield generator and other facilities.
He really hated dealing with these people.
xXx
High Orbit, New Caprica
GA-AC-418277 Troy, Team 12
Captain Jacob Alexander relaxed slightly as the ships systems began to kick in around the modified cargo bay as the assembled team of Medics and SCV clad engineers prepared to board the damaged ally they'd aparently come to rescue.
The rapid preperation had left them with only a few marines joining as a bodyguard unit as well as one of the refugees from the Charybdis, a newly trained Lieutenant Charon Salvon, as a translator. Then they had their trump card, one of the robotic assault bots designed to aid in dealing with Zerg hives without risking human life.
It was also designed to give support to other types of units such as the support crew put togather to make sure the Galactica remained in one piece after the firefight was over.
He closed his eyes and the entire group started the slow countdown as the psychic dampners came up to remove the odd sensations the warping caused unprotected beings due to disorietation and the slight touch of the void, something that had limited their use to vessels and other contained systems rather than troops save for persistant gates like the Warpgates the Protoss had on their major worlds before the invasion of Aiur and that now offered fast and reliable transit between the planets of the Galactic Alliance.
xXx
Elsewhere
Something was stirring, several somethings in fact entities that sensed a vaguely familiar psychic presence across the great void and morass. Memories of another reality played through their long dormant minds as these beings awoke to the universe they had banished themselves to long ago when their creations had turned upon them and only a few of their kind had remained.