Chapter 1

It began weirdly for me, I woke up quickly and it was like a haze had been lifted from my mind. I knew where and who I was, it's like I actually lived both lives. I was currently on one of the newest and most advanced Battlestars ever put in to service. I also knew the colonies were fucked or frakked if you would.

I was already on the bridge of my ship so I didn't think I had fallen to sleep and nobody was giving me weird looks but that could be because I was the commander. Either way I looked to my XO, Lt Colonel Trish Riker. "What have you got for me Trish?" I ask trying to hide my rising panic knowing everyone in these colonies would be dead or on the run soon.

"Nothing much, we are almost finished loading supplies and personnel from the shipyard and the CNP is still down for maintenance to figure out what's wrong with it." I smile internally, maybe I wasn't completely frakked.

"If we were to be attacked right now, could this ship defend itself?" I asked her with a curious lilt to my voice. She looks uncertainly at me for a second then sighed. "No commander, we would be almost sitting ducks." I just looked at her with a raised eyebrow at that and she grimaced slightly.

Iv been reviewing reports ever since I 'woke up' and it's not looking good. There is nothing really substantial but for anyone who knows that they are about to be attacked, the signs are all there. Unable to get ahold of the outer patrols and ships not making contact when they should be. I'm honestly not sure why the admiralty isn't currently in a tizzy about that. Though I guess they think themselves secure behind their big ships or something along that line maybe?

"With the CNP down how long would it take us to get weapons online? Think bypassing and leaving CNP offline…." I lead her a little more. "It could take… longer than twenty minutes but less than an hour I suspect?" She obviously isn't certain either.

"Do it. Something is wrong out there." I point to the logs I have been reading showing ships either missing or out of contact right now. She pales at the hint I have given her.

"Personally I think that program gave the Cylons a big fat IN right into our systems Trish." I tel her barely above a whisper. We had been friends for years now and served on another ship together when we were basically kids so she seemed to trust me at least.

Her eyes widened in slight horror when I said that before they hardened. "I'll deal with it Alex. I just hope your wrong or we are frakked." She whispered back, moving to disconnect the CNP from the ship as well as the parasite ships.

With that done I didn't really have much time. I put in orders for more supplies even though the Daedalus was basically topped off already. I still put in for more foodstuffs and fudged orders that said my ship was going on extended duty, which it was technically if the colonies fell. Which they probably would.

"Coms get me Admiral Nagala in my ready room." I get a quick Aye Commander back and walk off.

I sigh inwardly how the hell was I going to work this. We could still fight if we kept enough ships alive but it is unlikely to work, the colonies will probably be overrun within an few hours.

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"Commander, what can I do for you?" The old man asks in a tired voice. Maybe he just woke up or been up for a long time? Hard to tell.

"Well Admiral, as you know, my CNP is down. I have been looking over it in my spare time and while I'm no cyber expert or programmer, I'd almost swear there is a virus rooted in there somewhere. That mixed with the reports I'm seeing or in some cases the lack of reports, leads me to believe the Cylons may have built themselves a back door right into our computer networks." I told the admiral darkly. I wasn't happy about this situation.

I could see the look of consternation on the Admirals face come and go before his eyes widen slightly and he begins to lose color.

"I am removing the CNP from my ship until things are made more clear Admiral and I would suggest doing the same just in case. Everything could simply be a whole bunch of coincidence and all that." I end that with obvious sarcasm. After a few more words together we end the communication and I begin calling the other ships in my little battle group to have them do the same.

Most of them looked perplexed when I gave them their orders but I told them to call Nagala if they had any issues and they shut up after that. I would use him as my meat shield as much as possible for now.

While my minions were working hard on their new orders I was going through personnel files onboard my ship, more going through pictures than reading anything, checking to see if I have any Cylons onboard. Which go figure of course I did. There was both a model 6 and model 8 onboard my ship currently. One was a viper pilot and the other was a technician.

After thinking about it usually the 8 model was a sleeper and the 6 model tended to be the planner and knew what she was. I decided to have 'Becky' brought to my office quickly.

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"Thank you." I tell the officer that brought Ensign Cylon to me and dismissed him.

"Please have a seat Ensign Smith." She did so, sitting at what amounts to military attention. "Relax. I think we have much to talk about, you and I." She probably thinks I'm going to try to take advantage of my rank or something, after all she is gorgeous even in uniform.

"So the Cylons have finally decided to attack I see…" she stiffened at that. "Yes I know what and who you are. If I'm not mistaken you would be considered a model 6, yes?" She doesn't answer but I can she her eyes widen in shock at being outed even before the invasion could finish. "I don…"

I interrupted her. "Don't bother with denials, I also know there is a model 8 onboard my ship." She grimaced. It should be impossible for me to know after all.

"…how?" She looked on the verge of panic, I am unsure if she cared if she died since she could just resurrect in that resurrection ship of theirs but as things sat it was unclear if they would win the war now. Or at least win quickly. "Hmm well I have had a very vivid dream and not the good kind… then I kept having visions. Quite annoying and truly headache inducing honestly." I tell the Cylon negligently.

She looked unsure if she should believe me. Can't really blame her even if her model is in to the whole god thing and religious. "You do realize your number 1 model is quite insane right? Did you know there were 13 Human Cylons? He removed their memories though and then sent them to the colonies to die. They are actually the 5 models that created the other eight models." I tell her amused at the thought

"That's impossible! We would know!" She almost snarled at me. "Maybe but one or Cavil, boxed them, and removed their memories. Those five original Cylons are actually the last survivors of the thirteenth tribe by the way." I tell her with a smirk.

She just slumps in her chair with a slightly annoyed or defeated look, I could not tell which really. "What do you want from me?" She huffs out annoyed. "You obviously know far more than is logically possible for you to know. Our attack is improbable to succeed now or it will be a protracted war at best and a hollow victory."

"Yes I already informed Admiral Nagala of the virus and attack in case you were wondering." She slumps in defeat.

She just breathes in and out a couple times before straightening up. "It's obviously the will of god for us to fail and for humanity to survive this day." She completely changed tact to seductive. "Perhaps we can make a deal instead…?" She said while getting up and basically strutting up to me and sitting on my lap. "Perhaps it's not too late to work.. something out.." she says as she puts her hands through my hair and draws closer to me, looking into my eyes as her lips come closer to mine.

"I'm sure we can figure out a deal…" I tell her breathless after her lips finally release mine

And with that she get up and locks the door, comes back to me, undoes my zipper and literally inhales my member after a few quick test licks. I couldn't help the groan that escapes my lips as she goes to work vigorously trying to swallow my cock. She is good there is no doubt about it as it didn't take her two minutes to have me releasing down her hot throat.

I figured we would end it there but she guides me to the small couch in my office and sits me down while dropping her own pants and quickly mounts me, plunging herself balls deep immediately. My eyes open wide at that feeling, she is tight as fuck and her channel is hot as sin.

We have had to make sure to be quiet so far but it's difficult as she makes you want to lose control and try to dominate her but I have let her lead everything, she is faster and stronger than me anyways.

Currently Six is bouncing up and down on my shaft faster than most humans can move while I'm sucking on her perfectly perky tits. The only thing that could be better than Six right now is probably two or three Six's at this point.

"Damn! I'm going to cum!" I grunted in her ear while I began to increase my thrusts into her hot channel. "Do it, cum inside me, make me your dirty whore!" And I do just that I thrust into her as hard and fast as I possibly can and I don't think I have ever came so hard in my life before.

I did notice though that for some reason I was still at full mast after being spent twice, that's never happened before to me in either life and Six notices as well as I'm still fully hard inside her snatch. "Well someone is still ready to go it seems!" She muses out loud with a smirk on her face. "Eh when you want something, you want something it seems." I tell her as I begin thrusting into her once again quicker than before as she also begins bouncing up and down on me, her perfect tits smothering my face as I nip, suck and outright bite them lightly.

Once she came again and my member was fully lubricated I decided to go elsewhere. It was a quick decision really, she was far to calm and collected. Once she quit bouncing on me for a second because of her orgasm I let my shaft come out of her snatch for just a second, I realigned my shaft right for her ass and inserted it in under a second to the hilt. She gasped loudly but I caught her lips with mine to muffle the scream that was coming.

"Fuuuuck!" She moaned into my mouth. I just continued to fuck my new favorite Cylon toy into a hot mess. Well I say that but I'm not really sure which one of us was more of a mess right now. Thankfully I had taken off my uniform so it's still clean and such.

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It was a while later before we came up for air so to speak. We talked about the future and what would have to happen and what they could realistically manage. It was basically agreed that she would call off her model as well as any other that would listen to her and sit out the war but to do so she would literally have to suicide and be resurrected, thankfully the resurrection ship wasn't that far away.

"You sure you want to do this darling?" I simply ask her already knowing her answer.

"It is gods will that I help you. What else could this mean? There is no other way I can accomplish this other than by controlling the resurrection ship and the boxing of the first model and anyone else that would defy gods will!" She was so fervent that it almost scared me but at least it was in my favor so that's a plus I suppose.

"If that's the case, until there is a reason, I won't say anything about human form Cylons. We will need a way to communicate or a place to meet in the future should we survive this. Worst case, the Cylons know where Kobol is so you can regroup there if you manage to gain the loyalty of the majority or to simply retreat your model to."

"I should be able to get the support of my sister Six's, eights, threes and maybe twos." She was confident I'll give her that, so long as she played it smart she should succeed.

"I would also suggest freeing the Centurions from their inhibitor circuitry. It's a bit of a gamble but I suspect you would gain their loyalty at the very least. I wouldn't trust the four or fixes and obviously the ones." I told her with a shrug and she just grinned at me sweetly.

We had finished cleaning ourselves as best we could and thankfully there was some spray to help get rid of the sex smell on the both of us.

She walked out of my office less than 30 minutes later with no shame in her step though she may have gotten a few curious looks.

It was a shame really, I already wanted seconds but life is what it is, at least she will be back in the future should we all survive. And she did have a technical reason to be in my office, she informed me that the virus has been removed from the ship or in this case she would make sure it was before she left.

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It was only an hour and a half later that I was informed of a suicide onboard ship by spacing. I internally sighed, she was fun and exciting and I would miss it for now and simply have to hope she wins her own battle.

At least I had confirmation from my flotilla that the CNP has been removed and the software changed out to older versions. Less efficient but still workable.

I had also talked to Nagala several times, he is having the CNP removed from every ship and station he can get a raptor to with written orders so as to not set off the Cylons any quicker(my suggestion) and while it was time consuming, it was happening. I know his battle group is clean as is mine. I had been going over my flotillas personnel as well to see if I could recognize any Cylons and there were several. I had them all brought to my ship. There was another Six another model Eight and a model Three.

I had recorded my conversation with Rebekah or Becky as she preferred and so set a meeting with the next Six model, Kiera Simon, go figure another computer technician.

As the guard escorted her in and left I just look at her. Her hair is slightly different but she is just as hot as the previous Six.

"Have a seat Ensign." She does so and sits at attention. Im amused as they have so many of the same mannerisms but are also slightly different.

"What can I do for you Commander?" She asks somewhat stiffly, it is odd to be reassigned like this so suddenly.

"Watch this recording for me Ensign." And just like that the recording of mine and her sisters conversation was played. She was wide eyed and maybe awed at some points through most of it, though I skipped the sex scene it was still probably obvious what had happened as I didn't try to hide it. I know the same models can talk amongst themselves but I guess Becky hasn't informed the entire model 6 combine and is probably doing some talking in person first.

She was just looking at me like a juicy steak and it somewhat made me uncomfortable though I wouldn't complain if she also jumped me like her sister did.

"So what do you want to do about this?" I asked curious as to what she was thinking.

After but a few seconds thought she answered easily enough. "There are only two options, 1 I resurrect like my sister and help her or 2 I stay and act as a liaison between you and the other Six's and whatever other models she can get to join her.

"I like the second option better IF you think she can succeed." I wanted her to succeed more than anything as the Cylons would be useful in the future, their ability and technology are simply too valuable to waste.

"If she does as told and gets the Centurions on her side she will win easily enough." Kiera told me quickly, obviously wanting to stay but also not lying to me either.

"Very well, I just got orders from Nagala, I have been promoted to Rear Admiral, and my ship seems to be in need of a new technical officer.