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The E and the G
Episode 1: Human Union
Act 1: Unasked Questions
Author: TheFreighTrain

“They shall be led to an expansive arena, and shall be chased into
it. A war of old will add to a war of new as the sum of 7 and 5 meet thou
between none and one. Both be solved, but one return, and a third shall
arise before the ultimate unification.”

~The Thirteenth Scroll


In the darkness of space, with a pink nebula-like thing in the distant background, there were a great many flashes of light. A fleet of ships appeared. Large ships, some larger than others, with all sorts of shapes and sizes. Of the great many ships, one caught the eye in a particular way, as it was the largest of them all, and the most beat up. One could barely read ‘Galactica’ written across her cracked armor along her side. She had been in service for roughly half a century by now, and was the apparent leader of the rag tag fleet of what remained of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol.
“How far in are we,” said an aging old man in a blue admiral’s uniform. His weary eyes were a tattletale sign of his stress of jumping into an anomaly ridden region of space. Adama took off his glasses. The fleet had jumped into this gods-forsaken place to escape destruction from incoming Basestars, but they had been losing a few ships every jump since then; their FTL drives being disrupted by some of the surrounding anomalies, and jumping to a location other than that of the fleet destination point.
“We’re past the outer wall’s set of anomalies, but our present location shows that we are on the edge of another, independent anomaly field. We still have no Idea where we are inside it,” said a much younger lady from Gemanon. Needless to say, Dualla was a well-versed veteran.
“So we’re in a large expanse, filled with anomalies, and we have no idea where we are,” said an old pirate of a man, whose eyepatch gave him a dark look to those who didn’t know him. A pause briefly silenced Galactica’s CIC, the last Battlestar of the Twelve Colonies.
“Captain Apollo, put together a reconnaissance team of Vipers and Raptors to ascertain our location…” Adama began, but was interrupted by a screeching sound from the wall, and a small bulge came from it, traveling to the side of the ship. ”Once it’s safe, that is.”
“Yes sir,” said the son of the Admiral, an able bodied young man.
“At least the Cylon’s will have to deal with this frakkin’ nebula-thing as well,” retorted Tigh, the one eyed pirate.

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“Captain’s log; February 3rd, 2153:
While on route to meeting with the Xindi council, long range sensors have picked up a large fleet that recently just appeared on the other side of an anomaly field. Sensors also indicate human lifesigns; tens of thousands of them in the fleet, but no signs of other life forms. Degra and I have spoken, and decided to check this incident out on our own, and see just who is responsible; personally, I think the Reptilians have a hand in this, from my point of view.”

Captain Jonathan Archer sat in a chair in the center of his command bridge; his once kind face still showed through the tired, pain-ridden face that had become of him. “How long to Intercept?”
“At present velocity, we will reach the fleet in approximately 45 minutes, captain,” responded a well minded, pointed-ear Vulcan. The champion of logic on the ship, T’pol filled the roles of both science officer and first officer aboard the Enterprise.
The NX-01 Enterprise was the largest and fastest ship Earth had yet produced, and the only NX class in operation, if you could call it’s present status that. Portions of the ship had been charred, melted, or completely blown off, and left her quite vulnerable. Enterprise could not leave, though, without first accomplishing her mission. Put bluntly, it was to save Earth from destruction by any means necessary from the Xindi superweapon.
“Archer to Engineering,” Archer said into the com system, “How long can wi maintain this speed, Trip?”
“Forty minutes, at the most, captain,” he responded. “The intake manifolds are crunched up, so we can’t accelerate any further without risking blowing up the nacelles, but every minute we’re in this field of anomalies, it closes off the power matrix little by little. Forty minutes and it’ll be completely blocked.”  Commander Charles ‘Trip’ Tucker the third was the main engineer on the ship, and a good personal friend of the captain. In the initial attack over a year ago his hometown was destroyed, and was one of many to lose family in Florida. “It’s also affecting power relays across the ship; they’ll be clogged as well. The ship will have to be shut down the moment we get out of the anomaly field, or it’ll shut down on its own, except we won’t have access to the auxiliary power.”
“Can’t you do that right now?” asked the captain.
“It’s taking every engineer we’ve got just to maintain speed, captain”
“Then keep it up, Trip. Archer out.” Archer began to stare back at the screen again, as was the rest of the bridge crew.
Enterprise Continued on, knowing full well she’d have to stop and clear her systems upon exiting the anomaly field.

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Battlestar Galactica Briefing Room:
“Now that we’ve cleared the field of anomalies, the admiral wants to know exactly where we are, and what way we should go.” Captain Apollo’s voice was the only sound in the room. The tension of the pilots was clearly visible on most of their faces. There was one who wasn’t though; Kara ‘Starbuck’ Thrace had claimed that she had been to Earth, and would take them there. She had a faint smile on her face, and it helped no one get by the feeling of nervousness.
“You fly in space all the time, against an enemy who is cunning and crafty,” Apollo couldn’t believe he was giving a moral-raising speech, especially since they had lost the Cylons pursuing them. “This is just space with a bit of attitude. Nothing you can’t handle.” The pilots still looked at him, blankly.
“I’ll take the first watch,” said Starbuck, in a half sarcastic voice. She meant it, but she just wanted to tease the rest of the crew a bit. She’d have to go out in a team, to a perimeter of the field, but she’d go.
“Alright then…” retorted the captain, “Starbuck’s first. Any other volunteers to go first?” None moved. “Well, then lets pass out assignments, shall we?”

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35 minutes later; anomaly field border:
A pair of sleek fighters flew alone along the backdrops of stars. One was much newer and more lethal looking than the other. Its silver appearance was matched by the quaint paint job of the other, although the pilot in the silver Viper was so on edge, he refused to talk to the other, more experienced Viper pilot. Starbuck was getting real bored when one of the raptors finally popped in to survey the system from a distance.
‘Your 12 seconds late’ Starbuck thought, but didn’t say anything. People were still nervous about her return from the dead like a Cylon. She had never actually died, but woke up on a small open space station. She had spoken with the lady in charge of the small creatures that flew about and came in a number of different colors there; her ‘kids,’ as she called them. Starbuck recalled one of the things the lady had said to pass some time of silence now.

“The cycle always repeats itself, although never in quite the same
way.”

Kara began to ponder about it, but didn’t get much time to.
“DRADIS Contact!” shouted the Raptor pilot over the radio. It was so frantic that Starbuck couldn’t identify who it was. She lost her memory of names at that point.
“How long ‘til intercept? Starbuck called back.
“It’s stopped now, but it was moving… fast.”
“How fast?”
“Like ‘Speed of Light Fast’ fast.” It was obvious that it was unknown then.
“Inform Galactica, and say I went out to check it out.”
“Starbuck! Get back here!” the other Viper pilot finally spoke. She didn’t, though. She went straight in, seemingly already knowing where the ship would be.”

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NX-01 Enterprise:
“Captain’s log; February 3rd, 2153:
Now that we’ve reached the edge of the anomalies, Commander Tucker has begun repairs and restarts of Enterprise’s systems. Sensors, weapons, Warp drive, and hull plating are down, and we are, at present, running on what auxiliary we can get. I now question if we are dealing with reptilians since we have yet to be attacked; if it isn’t them, then who is it?
I intend to find out as soon as power has been restored to the ship.”

Those who weren’t working on fixing the ship, or exercising with the MACO’s, were watching one of the old WWIII movies, one about the initial space battles, and the devastation of most of the planet. It was only logical, as T’pol had put it, that America succeeded, due to the fact that they had the most well versed space program. The United States had even built some of the first few true space warships, such as the famed Oddessy. It made some of the crew wonder what humanity would be like if they had had widespread space travel during the late 20th and early 21st centuries, as had often been predicted.
Travis Mayweather was one of the wonderers in the room. He had never been much of a WWIII buff, as he was more of a WWII buff himself, but the thought did make him concentrate. He looked out the window to see the stars. There was a small flick of light making its way across the view of the window. He told himself it was just a comet moving by, but he kept staring for a while.
Eventually, he returned his view to the movie, now showing the overused ‘Giant Explosion’ FX that was used in most of the movies during that period. It was one of those last movies made before the invention of Warp Drive, and Humanities trek into the stars.
He wondered what it would be like to actually have Dogfights in space in the present day. That was one of the big reasons he had wanted to become a pilot in the first place, but he didn’t mind flying the Enterprise around. He only wished he had gotten to fly some of those space variants of WWII fighters tat were dubbed as ‘Stunt Spacies.’ Travis looked back at the window. The comet had gotten much brighter since his last look, and seemed to be more illuminating as he continued to stare. He was confused for a while, but eventually put two and two together when he saw the ’comet’ change direction. It was a ship, and Enterprise was prime prey to be picked off. There was only one thing to do: Inform the Captain, and go out and ID it in a shuttlepod.

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Border of the anomaly field:
Starbuck had had little luck finding the ship at the moment. Despite knowing the general location, she hadn’t quite pinned it down yet on DRADIS. She was about to give up on finding it when she got a blip on her screen.
‘Unknown’ it said. She altered her course to intercept the still ship.
“Galactica, this is Starbuck; I’ve got the Bogey on DRADIS” she said over the radio. There was a short pause, and she wasn’t sure it had gotten through to Galactica, as there were a few scattered anomalies around.
“Starbuck, this is Galactica; proceed to ID the vessel,” she heard back.
“Unknown configuration, Galactica.” She thought she heard her voice treble a bit, but she went on. Another pause.
“Understood, Starbuck.” The Admiral was on the line now, so this must have some weight on it. “Proceed to visual range, and give a verbal description of the Bogey.”
Starbuck finally realized what they might be doing; rather than finding a new Cylon ship, they might actually have their First Approach with another civilization.
“Acknowledged, Galactica.” She headed in. she saw a small, dark grey ship in the distance, with no illumination whatsoever. She continued in, and soon could make out a visible shape of the alien ship, and it didn’t appear too alien. “The command portion of the ship appears to be a flat cylinder or saucer of sorts; a dark grey coloring to it; the saucer appears to be followed by a split hull and two small flight pod-like things, although they seem to small to be such. She looks quite damaged, and the engine section seems to have been separated from the ship, or at least there is nothing that could be used for propulsion except for the pods on the side, and those couldn’t deliver too much power’” she paused to get a better look. “There is another indent on the front of the ship, with some sort of satellite dish in it. I don’t see any weapons, but it has taken quite a beating. If I were to classify it as a colonial ship, I’d say it’d be a medium sized civilian ship, as she’s about a third of the length of one of Galactica’s flight pod. There are a few windows lit up around the ship, but not very brightly. She doesn’t look like she could hold over one hundred people on it.”
“Any signs of activity on the outside of the ship?”
“Other than the windows, there appears to be none.” Starbuck thought she saw something on the saucer end of the ship. “There appears to be some writing on the ship, Galactica; Kobolian. It could be a Cylon ship based on the coloring of it, but not likely.”
“What does it say, Starbuck?” He was slightly nervous now upon hearing that.
“It says… Ent-er-Prize; ‘Enterprise’ NX-uh, ‘NX-01’ I think.”
“Maintain your observation position of the ship, and give us any updates when they occour. We’re sending out a Raptor to refuel you.”
“Copy that, Galactica. Starbuck Out.”
Basically, its the story I've been writing for a while now, and I'm finally writing it again, but with more detail and typing it up.
It's if the Galactica found Earth during the time of season 3 of (Star Trek) Enterprise, or, more specifically, finding the... well, read it to find out I guess.

Comments and Cannon-focused criticism is welcome, as well as regular criticism. All is appreciated.


TheFreighTrain out.
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I'm glad you used Enterprise over other Star Trek series, the setting was good and you gave a lot of background detail.

Good job and I look forwards to the next section.