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xenophobic Cylons to allow another race to operate on an equal basis with
them. From what Apollo could discern, the Chitain would never allow
themselves to be subservient to the Cylons; therefore, the alliance was one
of equals, not commanders and troops.

If this were true, and Apollo could sense it was, would the Cylons share
whatever seeming teleportation technology they possessed with the
Chitain?

There was something there, something vast and terrible that, even in
his holistic state, Apollo could not quite completely grasp.

Something vastтАж

VastтАФApollo blinked, allowing the image to come; it all but clawed its
way into his brain, and he could not have resisted it for long.

A vast Cylon armada filled his vision, countless warships, endless and
numberless as grains of sand, swooped and dived, firing their deadly
lasers, filling the darkness with lightning.

Aboard one of the colonial ships, the blasts from the Cylon Raiders took
their toll and the hull's integrity failed. Civilians were killed in the fiery
blast; danger lights flashed; the living and the dead were sucked into the
cold vacuum of space by explosive decompression. And all without a
sound.

Apollo wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse that his vision was
silent. He couldn't hear the screaming, but then, to watch people die so
horribly and in such eerie quietтАФ

"Oh, Gods of Kobol," he whispered, and turned his head away. As if that
could shut out the frightening images inside his own mind.

The void was littered with debris from destroyed Vipers and Raiders,
bodies of those who had been torn out of the fleet ships by the powerful
Cylon weaponry, and still the Raiders came.

But beyond themтАФ

Looming like a planet of cold steel, the biggest Cylon basestar Apollo
had ever seen.

And then, thankfully, mercifully, it was over, and Apollo was staring at
the face of Baltar in place of the horrifying vision.

It took Apollo a long and confused moment to realize it was not Baltar
standing before him, but his holographic image, projected by the red eye
of the computer station opposite Apollo's chair.