Office of the Fleet Admiral

[Phineas Doral]

Phineas sat in his office, most likely for the last time. Already, raiders were flying overhead, bombs being dropped here and there but no nuclear explosions. He sat there, wondering what exactly the Cavils were up to. Why not drop nukes and get it over with? Then it hit him! The cylon empire needed this planet, needed it because of the hundreds of thousands of new cylon-human hybrids that the Simons had been working on for years and the fruits of those labors had finally reached the stage to be introduced into cylon society. In other words, they needed a planet that was habitable for humans. They needed to be able to grow food-crops, livestock-on a mass scale, just as the humans do. Phineas smiled, knowing this went against the Cavils desires. Well, that would be the empire's undoing, allowing the humans-colonials and terrans-to survive, rebuild, fight back. There were over a couple billion terrans and already several hundred thousand colonials, the result of proper diets and plenty of sexual activity. Phineas knew he had to get out of here in the event centurions mange to land in the city. He was after all, President of the Colonies, a job he took serious. He had a few last orders to send out before leaving the building and heading to the off-site bunker to continue the government.

Hurriedly typing on his keyboard, Phineas began the first of a few presidential orders.

From: Office of the President

To: All Colonial and Terran Military and Government Units

Effective immediately, the office of the Secretary of Defense-Colonial Government, is hereby abolished. The reason for this action is the position has been compromised by the actions of a rogue individual and that the Fleet has effectively been managing itself ever since the destruction of the 12 Colonies of Kobol.

This action has no bearing on the current holder of that office, Commander Yogi of the Battlestar Atlantia. Commander Yogi has performed his duties in an honorable and professional manner.


Signed,

Phineas Doral
President, 12 Colonies of Kobol at Terra

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[Phineas Doral]

As Phineas finishes the first order and sends it off to all Colonial and terran units concerned, he then begins typing the next order.

From: Office of the President

To: All Colonial and Terran military and government units


Due to the fact that Fleet Admiral Middleton is currently out of position and is on board her Flagship, the Battlestar Leonides and word has been received that Admiral C. "Playtime" Whaley has been injured, I am hereby ordering the immediate promotion and assignment of the following individual:

Commander Yogi is hereby promoted to the rank of Rear Admiral and is to assume command of the Colonial Fleet and will also assume command of the newly created Terran Fleet, unti such time that the Terran Fleet names its own Admiralty officers.

This assignment shall remain in effect until such time that either Fleet Admiral is prepared and able to assume the duties of their rank.

So Say We All


Signed,

Phineas Doral

President, 12 Colonies of Kobol at Terra

[Phineas Doral]

Smiling a wide grin, Phineas waited for the comm link to come to life. Seconds later, he could hear the sound of dead airwaves, then a sfot voice informing him he was ready to go. Sitting at his desk, which was covered with dust and debris, Phineas began speaking.

"My fellow citizens, this is President Doral. I am happy to announce that I have returned to my office and am currently preparing to oversee the defense of the planet and the impending assault on the invading Cylons. I know many of you have wondered where I have been and I apologize for leaving. My departure from the government center here in the capital was necessary, so as to lure the cylons into believing we were on the run. That is not and was not the case. We are very much here, Terran and Colonial, soldier and citizen. Together, we will wipe the cylons clear from this planet, our home. Tragedy has once again been brought to not only us but to our Terran brothers and sisters. Most of our civilian ships and quite a few of our military ships have taken the necessary precautions and have jumped away. Soon, they will return to us. I ask that anyone who hears this message and is near the city of Sparta to go there now and assist in the recovery efforts. Many have died there and many more are wounded. For now, please know that our gallant military is not only fighting the cylons but beating them back. We will win this fight and we will win it as one. May the gods shine their blessings down upon us, So Say We All!"

[fleetops]

Message from Colonial Fleet Headquarters

Final tally of damages to Colonial Fleet, ships lost and/or destroyed and casualties

Following is a list of all ships that were destroyed or too badly damaged to repair, all ships damaged, all Fleet facilities destroyed or damaged, and personnel casualties.

Ships destroyed

Battlecarrier Pacifica BCG-98 (too badly damaged to attempt repairs, will be gutted and scrapped)
Battlecruiser Hephaestus (BCR-544)
Battlestar Deuteronomy (BSG-88)

Gunstars:
Boreas –was still under construction but placed into action
Eurus – was still under construction but placed into action
Notus - was still under construction but placed into action
Zephyrus - was still under construction but placed into action



Ships damaged:

Gunstars Perseids (BGS-012) and Cronus -(BSB-10), along with the Battlestar Proteus (BSG-76), Chrysalis (BSG-72), multiple missile hits to various areas of the ships.


Battlestar Acheron (BSG-77), missiles hitting her port pod and taking out several point-defense gun batteries and a number of her launch tubes.


The Battlecruiser Persephone (BCR-608) was hit by one missile to her number one engine but was able to continue on with minimal damage.

The Battlestar Odysseus (BSG-92) was relatively unscathed, one of only a few ships that sustained almost no damage.

The Battlecruiser Agamemnon (BCR-211) had taken three missiles to her starboard side but her damage control crews had put out the fires and were able to prevent the entire starboard side of the ship from being lost.

The Gunstar Castor (BCR-766) had taken one missile to her bow, taking out the entire CIC and leaving the ship to be controlled from the Aft Auxiliary Control Room.


Fleet facilities:

Colonial Marine Base-North-major damage to buildings and to runways/tarmac.

Colonial Fleet HQ-severe damage to building with most damage caused to south and west wings of building. Also, barracks quarters destroyed along with transportation center.

Fleet Shipyard, Terra-sustained minimal damage to docking areas.




Personnel: (to include ship based and planetary based)

Fleet personnel : 21, 742

KIA: 11,208
WOUNDED: 10, 534

Colonial Marines: 18, 553

KIA: 12, 901
WOUNDED: 5,652

[fleetops]

From the desk of Rear Admiral Knight, Chief of the Bureau of Fleet Personnel

Effective immediately, the following personnel are hereby promoted to the rank indicated:

Rear Admiral Yogi, Rear Admiral on board Battlestar Atlantia and to assume office of Commander, Fleet Operations.

Commander Jim Raynor, to Rear Admiral. Will retain his office on board the Battlestar Acheron. Will assume command of Fleet Intelligence.

Commander Frank Admiral, to permanent rank of Commander. Will assume full command of the Battlestar Acheron.

Colonel Jasmine Yolander, to Brigadier General. To continue as Deputy Commander of Colonial Marine Forces on Terra.

General Baikun, to General and office of Commandant of all Colonial Marine Forces.

Signed,

Fleet Admiral Middleton

[FA Deana "Athena" Middleton]

Whoever said that being commander of a battlestar was a plum assignment in the Fleet was either a liar or a total frakker. They didn't survive the destruction of two previous vessels she'd served on: Battlestars Artisan & Deliverance, her previous command.

Those thoughts were running around Fleet Admiral Deana Middleton's mind as she found her jacket and got ready to leave her quarters. Admiral Megan Knight had released a message confirming that she, Deana, was very much alive and well, and onboard the Battlestar Leonidas, her current flagship.

After the missle attack on Colonial Fleet HQ - Terra, Deana had been whisked away by Colonel Jasmine Yolander's detail to a waiting gunstar and a rendezvous with Leonidas. Middleton was briefed on all combat activities as soon as she'd initially arrived in the battlestar's CIC.

Yogi's message about Alexander Phoenix's treachery gnawed at her like an old wound from the past. She wanted to get a hold of Fleet Admiral Christopher Whaley to coordinate on the new codes, but didn't know if he'd survived all the hell that had gone on.

Deana returned to CIC and was alerted to a message from Commander Frank Admiral on the Acheron. He was requesting a good XO, but she didn't have a list handy of possible candidates. More importantly, the casualty and lost ship reports had captured her attention, and it stirred something inside her. Something she hadn't felt since the last battle of the Deliverance.

Middleton sent a brief message to Commander Admiral, asking him to resend his request, along with any recommendations. Then she gathered her thoughts and asked for the mic.

"This is Leonidas Actual. Rumors and reports of my demise or identity as a Cylon have been greatly exaggerated. I am alive and well, and not a frakkin' toaster!

"Our forces have taken a lot of hits, and we've lost many good people and ships in the process. But I'll be damned if I'm going let those Cylons of Cavil's have their way with us again! We owe it to our comrades and the citizens of our colonies who've lost their lives.

"Let the rest of the fleet know that Battlestar Leonidas is going into the fight. As my old mentor would say,'I'm going to go Hercules on those Cylon asses!'

"May the Gods be with us. So say we all."

[President Benjamen Little]

"Attention Colonial and Terran citizens. This is Vice President Benjamin Little. I have come across a very disturbing turn events. As you all know, Former President Phineas Doral had disbanded the government upon getting information that the actual government official were alive and in the Colonies.

I am speaking today to tell you that that information is false. As we speak a team of Terran Special Forces unit lead by General Ramsey Harperson to aid in liberating the Colonies of the Cylons. Upon giving this announcement Former President Doral committed an act of treason against the citizens.

Effective immediately I am reforming the government and naming myself as President. In this act I will be working closely with the already established Terran representative. I will also be making my office here on Terra. In the next few days I will be annouciny my Vice President. May the Lords of Kobal watch of us. SO SAY WE ALL!!"

[TerraOps]

From the studios of SkyNews 6 in beautiful downtown Eresea City.




"Breaking News! This is SkyNews 6, reporting live from the Colonial Marine base north of Corinth City. There, on the scene, is Chief Reporter Trisha Takanaka. We now go to the press conference called by the commander of the Colonial Marines here on Terra."



"Thank you Ron Magenta, I'm here at the Colonial Marine base just north of the Capital, waiting for General Jasmine Yolander, Commander of Colonial Marine forces here on Terra. She has called for a press conference to we assume, dispel rumors of a pending Colonial military incursion on the planet. Wait, here she comes now."

General Yolnader approaches the podium and begins her press conference.



"Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, guests and everyone watching this broadcast, thank you for your time. I'll make this as brief as possible as there are still urgent actions still needing tending to. First off, I want to state that for the immediate and foreseable future, the Cylon threat is over. Military forces, both Terran, Gondawan and Colonial have been rounding up enemy combat teams all over the planet. Thanks to the expert maneuvering of Colonial Centurion units, we have been able to convince ninety percent of the enemy groups to lay down their arms and surrender peacefully. There are still at least three enemy groups that have embedded themselves into fortified positions and refuse to surrender. We have confirmed, through Terran Intelligence, that these groups are controlled by Cylon humanoids of the Number One and Four Models, and most likely Five Models as well. The centurions who have surrendered also contained cylon human hybrids among their numbers."

General Yolander picks up a glass of water and takes a few sips before continuing.

"At this moment, we are transferring those enemy personnel to staging areas where they will be transported off of Terra and taken to the planet Ares. Also at this time, Colonial wounded and dead are being removed and taken back to their ships of origin or to the Colonial Marine Base on Ares. This will explain all of the military and civilian ship traffic on the planet. We are mvoing our forces to the major cities as those cities contain sufficient airfields and infrastructure. I want to make it perfectly clear that this IS NOT an occupation of Terran cities. We have been planning on recalling our wounded and dead for some time now, this just happens to be our opportunity to do so."

General Yolnader scanned the crowd before continuing.

"I know there are rumors swirling about that Colonial Marines are standing ready to take control of the government and military. I want to make it perfectly clear that the Colonial Marines and Fleet have no involvement in terran politics or the military affairs of this planet. We are here in order to keep our promise to terra, that we will defend this planet and that we will not abandon her people. Now, if you will excuse me, I have important matters to attend to. Thank you all, and good day."

The crowd of reporters begin yelling questions as general Yolander leaves the podium and exits the room.

"Well Ron, there you have it. Answers and more questions. Is what the general is telling us the truth, or is it merely a cover up to the Colonial military taking control of our planet? This is Trisha Takanaka reporting live at the Colonial Marine base north of the Capital, for SkyNews 6. Back to you in the studio."

[fleetops]

From the Office of the Chief of the Bureau of Fleet Personnel, RADM Megan Knight

Subject: Transfer of personnel from Battlestar Acheron to Battlestar Independence


Effective this date, the following personnel are to be transferred from the Battlestar Acheron to the Battlestar Independence upon the docking of the Battlestar Acheron at the Auxilliary Shipyard:

Combat Information Center Personnel

Commander, Battlestar Acheron:

Commander Frank Admiral to assume position as Executive Officer Battlestar Independence

Operations Officer/Executive Officer, Battlestar Acheron:

Major Mark Landau to assume position of Operations Officer, Battlestar Independence

Tactical Officers, Battlestar Acheron: to assume same positions on Battlestar Independence

Lieutenant Demetria Richardson
Lieutenant Francis S Key (NPC)


Navigational/DRADIS Officers, Battlestar Acheron: to assume same positions on Battlestar Independence

Specialist Jenna Kaun
Lieutenant Mikel Vandy (NPC)

Landing Signal Officers, Battlestar Acheron: to assume same positions on Battlestar Independence
Lieutenant Paula Cantore (NPC)
Lieutenant Lacy Montaag (NPC)

Communications Officers, Battlestar Acheron: to assume same positions on Battlestar Independence
Ensign Bonnie Castor
Ensign Fran Jor (NPC)

Duty Officers, Battlestar Acheron: to assume same positions on Battlestar Independence
Captain Raul Ortega
Lieutenant Kate Omar (NPC)
Lieutenant Dave Tundrum (NPC)
Captain Moses Eram (NPC)


Acheron Air Wing

Commander, Air Group Battlestar Acheron:
Major K Castorious (CF) to Assume position as Assistant CAG, Battlestar Independence

The following Acheron Squadrons are to be transferred to the control of the Battlestar Independence:

11th Phantoms Viper Squadron:
Squadron Leader: Lt Rilee Patrick
Pilot: LtJG Jon "Renegade" Little
pilot: Lt. Mackenzie "Juggler" Kinder
pilot: Ensign Whiskey08
pilot Ensign Rayzilla
pilot: Ensign Pieter Darius
pilot: Ens. Aurora Carlisle
pilot: Ensign Maarek

103rd Talon Viper Squadron:
Squadron Leader: Lt Patrick O'Toole (npc)
Pilot: LtJG Maggie "Magpie" Jetson (npc)
pilot: Lt. Mike "Dutch" Cooper (npc)
pilot: Ensign Jo "JoJo" Hinker (npc)
pilot Ensign Darcy "Duck" Duckworth (npc)
pilot: Ensign Peter "X-Ray" Darden (npc)
pilot: Ens. Allison "Vixen" West (npc)
pilot: Ensign Glenda "Frenzy" Firenza (npc)

33rd Warhawk Viper Squadron:
Squadron Leader: Lt Kelly "Lucky" Larson (npc)
Pilot: LtJG Darlene "Hotpants" Greene (npc)
pilot: Lt. Leonard "Spock" Hansen (npc)
pilot: Ensign Betty "Wacky" Nardheim(npc)
pilot Ensign Frieda "No-name" Smythe (npc)
pilot: Ensign Samantha "Pixy" Westerhoven (npc)
pilot: Ens. Alisha "Heartbreaker" Kidd (npc)
pilot: Ensign Robert "Butcher" Morgan (npc)

Plus five additional Viper Squadrons

187TH Hellfire Raptor Squadron:
Squadron Leader: Captain Feridun Ozer
pilot Ensign Faceman
pilot Ensign Konx
pilot Ensign Meatstick
pilot Ensign Hellshot
ECO Ensign Mike Skyler
ECO Ensign Palacios
ECO Ensign Eldered
ECO Ensign Deadeyes

Plus three additional Raptor Squadrons



Acheron Marine Detachment: To be transferred to the control of the Battlestar Independence

275 Marine Enlisted/Officers

Marine Commanding Officer:
Major Alicia Grover, CMC (Ret) to assume position of Marine XO, Battlestar Independence

Marine Executive Officer:
Captain Semper. CMC to assume position of Marine Duty Officer, Battlestar Independence

Detachment SNCO:
CMC Sergeant Timmy Centurion

1/32 Ground Pounders:

Company Officer: 2nd Lieutenant Jeffrey "Huggies" Hughes, Company Commander
Squad Leader: GySgt Roger Moore (NPC)
Marine:
Marine: Sgt Stacie Lyons
Marine: Corporal Smurfie
Marine: Private First Class Hinderess

Plus an additional 75 enlisted Marines

1st SQD:
Squad Officer-2nd Lieutenant Jack Maura (NPC)
Squad Leader-GySgt D. P. Brown (NPC)
Rifle Man/Wireless-Cpl. Jim Nova (NPC)
Rifle man-Cpl. Ben Taschel (NPC)
Rifle man-L/Cpl Adam Waters (NPC)
Grenadier-PFC Ned Franklin (NPC)
Machine Gunner-PFC Susan Moore (NPC)

Plus an additional 60 Marine Privates and PFC's-riflemen

2nd SQD:
Squad Officer-Lieutenant Gary Franz (NPC)
Squad Leader-GySgt Michelle Fortuna (NPC)
Rifle Man/Wireless-Sgt. Karen Moore (NPC)
Rifle man-Cpl. Jen Hondo (NPC)
Rifle man-Cpl. Steve Tate (NPC)
Grenadier-L/Cpl Mike Sato (NPC)
Machine Gunner-PFC Cal Zera (NPC)
Mortar man-PFC Yid Imish (NPC)
Mortar man-Pvt. Osa Bakul (NPC)

Plus an additional 62 Marine Privates and PFC's-riflemen

Assault Squad:
Squad Officer-Lieutenant Hilda Morgan (NPC)
Squad Leader-GySgt Joseph Braun (NPC)
Demolition SPC-SSgt. Josie Monroe (NPC)
Demolition SPC-Sgt. Bonnie Calepheus (NPC)
Heavy Machine Gunner-Cpl. Nora Nadu (NPC)
Heavy Machine Gunner-Cpl Devon Gray (NPC)
Med Tech-Petty Officer 2nd Class Tre Vesuvia (NPC)

Plus an additional 57 Marine Privates and PFC's-riflemen

Marine Shock Trooper Detachment

Fire Team Alpha
Squad Officer-Lieutenant Sharon Admire (NPC)
Squad Leader-GySgt Harry Wells (NPC
Rifle man-Sgt. Tim Aldron (NPC)
Rifle man/ Wireless-Cpl Lonnie Davis (NPC)
Sniper-Cpl Jimmy Donovan (NPC)
Machine Gunner-PFC Donna Baker (NPC)

Plus an additional 30 Marine Privates and PFC's-riflemen

Fire Team Bravo
Squad Officer-2nd Lieutenant Sal Mindrup (NPC)
Squad Leader-GySgt James Goob (NPC)
Rifle man/ Wireless-Sgt. Wes Stanley (NPC)
Rifle man-Cpl Fred Delano (NPC)
Sniper-L/Cpl Pieter Domingo (NPC)
Machine Gunner-L/Cpl Lana Perry (NPC)

Plus an additional 28 Marine Privates and PFC's-riflemen

Medical Department:
Chief Medical Officer: Dr. Michael Romanus
Chief Surgeon: Dr. Elea Kaun-Castorious
Chief of Internal Medicine: Dr. Kimberly Rutledge, M.D.

[fleetops]

From the Office of the Chief, Bureau of Fleet Personnel

Rear Admiral Megan Knight, CF

Subject: Re-Assignment of Personnel

Effective immediately, the following Colonial personnel are transferred as indicated

Commander Frank Admiral, CF to be assigned to duty on board Battlestar Acheron indefinitely and while said vessel is at the Fleet Auxilliary Shipyards undergoing re-fit and repairs. Previous orders transferring said officer to Battlestar Independence are hereby revoked and rescinded.

Colonel J Castorious, CMC to be transferred to the Retired Reserve List effective six months prior to the issuance of these orders. Subject named officer is hereby reverted to the highest grade satisfactorily held, Lieutenant General, Colonial Marine Corps and placed on the Retired Reserve List as such.

So ordered this day, effective immediately.

Signed,

Megan Knight, CF
Chief, Bureau of Fleet Personnel

[J Castorious, CMC (Ret)]

At the new Presidential office on the grounds of Corinth University, near the airport

Timeline: Three weeks after having arrived in the Capital

It had been almost three weeks now since J and Captain Markus, along with several of the new Quorum members and a security detail from the CMS Marauder, had arrived in the capital city. Having set up temporary space in the Mayors office and finally getting the word out to the citizens of Terra and the Fleet that the government was being re-formed, J was ready to finalize the announcement with a personal message to everyone.

The city was still in disarray and ruin from the massive Cylon attack a year ago so getting the media outlets to get their equipment to the capital and setting up the satellite feeds had taken much longer than expected and it was frustrating J to no end. Already the quarreling between the various factions had begun-the Federalists set against the Spartists, the Isolationists in the Southern Hemisphere against the Monarchists in the north, just south of the Capital, the Gondawans against the Expantionists, and the Quorum crying about being left out. J secretly wished he had just gone to the Independence Brig and not immersed himself in this debacle and experiment in futility.

What the frak was Ben Little thinking when he started to re-form the government? Doral was probably onto something when he disbanded the Colonial government, as illegal as it may have been. Looking at his new Chief Aide, Neko Goor (the former woman having decided to pursue a different path in the new government by accepting the post of Agriculture Secretary), J smiled and nodded that he was ready. Looking at the array of cameras and recording devices, J cleared his throat and read from the teleprompter in front of him.

"Ladies and gentlement of Terra, the Colonial and Terran Fleets, citizens of the Terran system, and mostly, our Cylon allies and fellow Colonial citizens: For those of you who do not yet know who I am, allow me to introduce myself. I am J Castorious, former Acting President of the 12 Colonies of Kobol and Colonial Marine. Ever since President Phineas Doral announced some almost two years ago the disbandment of the Colonial government, our combined societies have been in an upheval and in total disarray. Fortunately, the late President Benjamin Little saw the error of that decision and was in the process of re-forming the government when he was killed by Cylon forces, done so while saving several thousand souls doing what he knew best, being a warrior. We shall never forget his actions those months ago and for that reason, I am formally announcing the reforming of the Colonial government, a government that will be for all citizens of Terra and her fleets and stations and settlements. This action is effective immediately. In the coming days, I will be announcing the members of my cabinet and will be visiting the various ships and settlements, as well as condcuting a goodwill tour of Terra herself. I thank you all and may the Gods continue to look down upon us with favor."

[fleetops]

It's been several weeks now since the cylon attack on the Terran system has taken place. Although there are still pockets of resistance from the Cylons and hybrids who had landed on the surface, the majority of combat operations are over and the re-construction has begun in earnest, both on and off the planet. The Fleet Shipyard, to include the Auxilliary Shipyard, has also begun not only repairs to their facilities but to the Fleet ships that survived the attack. The two medium sized civilian shipyards did not fare so well but are able to accept very small craft for limited repairs. Drexl Industries, with their very large mobile shipyard have now returned to the Terran system, having taken up staion not far from the Fleet Station in orbit with Terra. The famed Drex Star however remains in a secret location, repairing damage to her propulsion and main weapons systems.

The President has returned to the Capital and is in the process of re-forming his Cabinet. The reconstruction of the capital is underway but the industrial area to the north of the city has been deemed a complete loss. The planetary shipyards managed to survive but the workforce has been decimated. The Ministry of Labor has put out an emergency call for any and all qualified welders, plumbers, electricians, carpenters and all other skilled trades to report to the nearest repair facility or factory for assignment. The same order has also been issued throughout the civilian fleet as workers are needed to replace those killed or injured during the Cylon attack.

A complete listing of ships destroyed or damaged will be sent tot the Fleet shortly, as will those cities that were hit by nuclear devices by the Cylons.

[J Castorious, CMC (Ret)]

**THIS POST IS TO CATCH THINGS UP AND TO JUMP AHEAD OF THE TIMELINE TO BRING THE STORY ARC TO A CLOSE**

It had been several months since J began his tour of the war torn planet. The damage had been rather extensive. Corinth City, which had initially escaped major damage from the latest Cylon attack was not so lucky in the weeks afterwards. Cylon operatives, mainly hybrids, had infiltrated the city and managed to conceal several small nukes, the low-yield kind that the radiation dissipates rather quickly. Still, the damage from the blasts was rather severe, having destroyed most residences and smaller structures to include those outside of the immediate blast areas.

Cities such as Eresea City in the Southern Hemisphere had also been attacked but for Eresea City, the island nations defenses had managed to ward off the Cylon raiders. Still, the Basestars had been lucky enough in targeting the cities, destroying several smaller towns and killing hundreds of thousands of people. Elan, in the Southern Hemisphere, had the City of Trahoon attacked, practically wiping it from the surface. Almost the entire 1.5 million inhabitants were killed.

The Meliosk and Adelia Islands suffered very little damage in that only Cylon raiders had attacked and almost all of those had been destroyed. Still, a few had managed to make it through the defenses and a few smaller towns and villages were attacked. No reports on the death toll have been received from either Island Nation.

The major city of Loma Veron was unlucky enough to have been destroyed by a nuclear missile that got through the planetary defenses. Most of the 6 million plus inhabitants perished in the nuclear fireball that consumed the city.

The City of Sparta, which had been fire bombed a few years earlier by the Cylons had been attacked again. This time though, the new Gondawan weapons were in place, saving the City from being destroyed.

The area to be hit the hardest though was the Frondal Islands in the Southern Hemisphere. The larger half of the Islands, Frondal, had still been under Cylon occupation, as it had been for almost a year prior to the most recent Cylon attack. Because of this, Colonial and Terran forces had been reluctant to launch an all-out assault to take the are back from the Cylons. This had given the Cylons a major advantage in building up the defenses of their positions around the island. Frondal City, which had been attacked previously, was a virtual fortress. The City of Nilm had also been hit hard, as had almost every other small town, village or larger city on all of the islands. The death toll was already at a few hundred thousand but was expected to rise. The Cylons had managed to escape from the islands but not all of them. Those left behind were several thousand hybrids,a few hundred centurions and several humanoid Cylon models-2's, 4's 5's, 6's and 8's. As usual, no Cavils were present.

J knew there was a lot of work to do to get things re-built. Fortunately, that would no longer be his problem as he had finally decided who would succeed him. All he had to do was make the announcement and then he was finished.

[J Castorious, CMC (Ret)]

J had finally finished packing the last of his stuff and watched as several people began grabbing the boxes and taking them out of the office. All he had to do now was go in front of the cameras and the press and officially announce the new President or Chief Administrator as the office would now be known as. The five previous nominees had refused the position so he and his staff had been scrambling to find someone who would take the job. It had finally come down to one person, the one person he really didn't want to be in charge but when that person suggested a name change, he knew they would work just fine, at least until proper elections could be had. Walking out of his office, for hopefully the last time, J made his way to the room that had been set up for the press corps and myriad of government people who would be on hand to hear the announcement. Coming into the room, people began standing but J was quick to wave to them to stay seated. Stepping to the podium, he tapped the microphone.

"Is this thing on? Good, this is going to be my last press conference and trust me, it's going to be a fast one. I have hereby appointed to replace me as President the Honorable Miss Carlie McPherson. Her new title however will be know as Chief Administrator. Once new elections can be arranged, a President and Vice will be elected. I thank you all for allowing me the opportunity to serve all of Terra and hence humanity. May the Gods continue to bless us. So Say We All."

With that statement, J walked out of the room and to the waiting vehicle that would take him home, finally.

[Carlie McPherson]

Carlie entered the Council Chambers, scanning the room for specific faces. Of course, everyone was here. The news outlets and other media types were there as well. This would be broadcast to the entire planet and to all the Stations, settlements, depots and anything else that had humans in attendance. The time was now to make the official announcement and to begin the evacuation of the planet and system. As she walked towards the front of the Chambers, she smiled and nodded to those near the aisle, waving to others. She hated this part of the job. Actually, she hated the job itself but thanks to J Castorious, she had been given no other choice but to accept the reigns of power. Smiling at the Speaker of the Council, Josephine Goodall, Carlie stepped to the podium. Gesturing for the room to become quiet, she waited a few seconds before speaking.

"My fellow citizens, I speak to you today about a grave matter, one which by now most, if not all, of you are aware of in some manner or form. Several months ago, a supernova was detected some 40 to 50 light years away from here. The effects, the radiation, was detected about 30 light years from our system, which means the wave of the supernova is already on its way through the galaxy. Since there are so many variables and factors that will define the strength of the radiation before it arrives, we must take prudent, severe measures, to ensure the survival of our civilization. Preparations have been underway since the discovery of the supernova to, well, make certain our society and way of life continue. Those preparations include the launching of several missions to find a suitable new home for our people."

Carlie paused for a moment and took a sip of water from the glass in front of her.

"Ships, loaded with supplies, equipment, and personnel have been dispatched to several locations already known to us. Although it has been decided on one location to serve as our new home world, a few other locations will still be utilized as well. It has been decided that we will concentrate our efforts on settling on Kobol."

Carlie stopped. She looked at the expressions on the faces of those in attendance. Terrans, Colonials, Gondawans, Federalists, Nationalists, every sect and party and group on the planet had their representatives here. For just a second or two, there was a hushed calm. Then the shouts began. Carlie held her right hand up and the room quieted.

"We have held many, many discussions regarding this matter, every party and group was represented. The decision, while ultimately mine, was agreed upon by everyone. Unanimously. Now, we know not everyone will wish to leave, that there will be many who will want to take their chances. They will be given that right, the same as anyone who wishes to go to one of two other locations. Those locations are Avalon, the very well kept secret location known as the Alpha Site and of course, New Caprica. The decision to not return to the Colonies of Kobol was stressed by the Colonial delegates. Too much time has elapsed back on the 12 Colonies, so much that any sudden return or arrival of not just Colonial citizens but Terrans as well would cause a political and most likely military situation that would not benefit anyone involved. We have ships heading towards Kobol as we speak, and there are ships heading to Avalon and New Caprica as well. Since we have a total population not just here on Terra but throughout the Fleet and the solar system of a little over 3 billion souls, the logistics are very daunting."

Taking another sip of water, Carlie continued.

"We are fortunate to have at our disposal the Drex Star, which as I speak, is being fitted to accommodate 1 billion stasis pods, which are also being constructed at several sites across the planet. There is also a ship that belongs to the Gondawans, hidden all these two thousand plus years on Terras smaller moon and which was just recently discovered by the Fleet last year. The ship already has stasis pods on board so they are being duplicated, which is why we are able to construct them so quickly. Within a year, the Drex Star will be ready to begin the boarding process. As for those wishing to go elsewhere, ships are available and being assigned to that purpose solely and will begin departing as soon as supplies and assigned personnel are loaded. I want to make this abundantly clear to EVERYONE, no person or group will be left behind that does not wish to remain here. Ships Captains and shipping companies will be fairly compensated by the government. There will be no profiteering taking place. Anyone or any company discovered doing so shall pay a very stiff penalty. You will lose your ships, crews and assets, immediately. There will be no graft taking place either. Accept a bribe, you will be left behind, on the surface. I promise you this. I wish to cut this announcement short. There will be more information to follow within a few days. Thank you."

Carlie hurriedly left the podium and exited stage left, escorted by her security detail and staff. She still had a meeting with the head of TerraBankCorp and of course, the Judge. She could hardly wait.