Rated: NC17
Summary: Following the Events of At The World's End, every thing that happens after that.
Author's Notes: This story is an experiment with first person writing. It is possible that this will not be counted as actually part of the At the World's End universe, but rather a small detour.
Copyright: 2000-2001, All Rights Reserved
Disclaimers: This is a fiction story based on the series Battlestar Galactica and its characters created and owned by Glen A. Larson. This story is not being sold for profit and no infringement of any copyright rights are intended. All unrecognized characters and plot lines are mine and any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. Keep out of reach of children. Keep away from direct sunlight. All warnings on products are due to stupid people who came before you.
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Prologue
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"Starbuck."
"W..what? Where am I?" I looked around in confusion. "Okay, still in the barracks," I breathe out. But, where was everyone else?
"I tried to talk to my sister, but she's still stubborn and independent. I'm hoping that you'll be a bit more receptive given your, uhm, more experimental nature."
"Zac?" I blurted out as I swung my head around towards the recognized voice.
"Hello Starbuck," Zac suddenly appeared in front of me wearing a pure, white gown.
He didn't appear a centon older than the last time I had seen him, not long before I sent him in my place to die.
"Am I dreaming?" I asked, my heart pounding.
"In a manner of speaking," Zac said, an amused smile gracing his youthful face.
"Don't tell me, in a dimension quite apart from my own. Do you mind telling me why, not that I'm not glad to see you kid," I said. Then something occurred to me and I looked down at myself. Okay, I was fully clothed. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"There's much to be done before you reach Earth and you just keep going in circles. It's quite frustrating to watch," Zac said, his smile still spread across his face.
"What does this have to do with Athena?" I asked, my fingers twitching for a fumarello.
"I told Athena she had to make a choice, the time has come for her to make it," Zac said.
"What does that have to do with me?" I asked.
"You have to tell her. She has to make the right choice," Zac said.
"Will she understand this any better than I don't?" my eyebrows raised questioningly.
"I hope so, because if she doesn't then you're all going to lose something precious," Zac said.
"The cryptic gig really suits you kid," I observed wryly.
"You have a choice to make too, Starbuck," Zac said.
"Choices. I don't think any of us have a lot of those these days, kid," I said, suddenly feeling a weight pressing down on my chest. Our choices disappeared with the Destruction.
"You do if you stop thinking and just feel," Zac said.
"I'm not exactly known for thinking too much," I reminded him, my gut twisting at his words.
"Reputation aside, my death wasn't your fault, Starbuck" Zac said.
"That's magnanimous of you to say," I shrugged and looked away uncomfortably.
"It happens to be true. This is the way things are meant to be. Now, go help Athena make her choice and then make your own," Zac said.
"Do you have anything more specific than that to offer?" I asked, my breath tight in my chest.
"Leto's team in the next triad play off round," Zac said with a wink before he disappeared.
"Maybe this Lords of Kobol thing isn't so bad," I observed, a smile spreading across my face. The kid did look good. I had a few cubits burning a hole in the proverbial pocket.
End Prologue
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