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BSG: 100001

Title: 100001
Author: grey_sw
Author's Contact Info: greyfic@gmail.com or grey_sw
Rating: G
Genre: Cylons
Spoilers: Spoilers for "33"
Characters: Scar
Pairings: None
Summary: Makes you wonder how the other half die...
Author's Note: neonstilettos requested a fic about Scar, set during "33". This is a bit of a prequel to this drabble I wrote a while back, also about Scar. Enjoy!

"There are 10 kinds of people in the world: those who know binary, and those who don't." -- An old joke


He is very new, so new that he still remembers what it is like to be born: soft and wet and cold. He tests his engines, first one and then the other, wriggling in anticipation.

[Calm, calm.] the Voice says. [Patience is our way.]

He makes himself still until only his wingtips tremble. His many brothers do the same, waiting in the eyrie, waiting for battle.

The Voice speaks. [Wave zero-zero-one commences. When the winds of war blow, the cradle will rock the casbah. Adjust bearing by two mark three five; open landing bays. Go and learn and die, children.]

He launches with his brothers, many upon many, filling the world. Ahead They fly: many big ships surrounded by smaller ones, the ones he is supposed to kill. He chases them, charging forward on clumsy new wings, heedless of danger. And dies, after only fifty-six seconds.

Resurrection, cold and wet.

He trembles again, this time with frustration. He wants to fly again. He wants to be better, stronger!

[Strength will come,] the Voice says. [Strength through learning, strength through experience. Dip wings when engaging, turn and weave: the more you know! Wave zero-zero-two commences in thirty-one minutes, seven seconds.]

The second time is much like the first, but he lives a little longer, almost a minute and a half. Resurrection again. He learns: dipping his wings is a good thing. After ten times, ten resurrections, he manages to last nearly five minutes in combat, weaving and dodging amongst his brothers. But still, he dies.

[Wave zero-two-zero commences. Practice movement in concert. A flock of seagulls, a pod of dolphins, a school of fish of hard knocks. Go!]

He joins his brothers in space, flying against Them in formation. He and his brothers are many; there are too many for Them to shoot when they stay together. This is an exciting discovery, so much so that he forgets to try to shoot! Instead the brethren fly, together, until at last They run away. He forgets himself and gives chase, but They scuttle inside their big ships, and then the big ships vanish, one by one.

He is not dead. That is a new thing! Alive, he returns with his brothers to the eyrie. He is cradled there, warm and snug. The Voice sings praise for him. [Too much confusion creates tactical advantage; for the enemy, there must be no way out of here! Decrease ventral velocity by three point two. Wave zero-two-one commences in thirty-two minutes, five seconds.]

By the fiftieth wave, even the slowest of his brothers have mastered formation flying. Some of them resurrect -- he resurrects, once out of every three times, dying in agony over and over again -- but the Raiders have learned to survive as a group. He begins to concentrate on offense; by the hundred and tenth wave, he comes close to hitting one of Them with his guns. But it flits away, at the last second, and then another one of Them comes up from behind and kills him.

[Weep not, little one,] the Voice says, as he trembles with rage in the eyrie. [They dodge, as you do. Think ahead, think as he is you and you are he and we are all together. Aim not where he is, but where you would be if you were he!]

It is difficult, though. They fly very finely, and though his engines are hot and strong, he is still a bit clumsy. It takes forty more waves before he is finally blooded in battle; one of Them dodges just the way he thought it might, the way another one had during wave one-three-eight, and it explodes under his guns.

He returns to the eyrie, happy, so happy! All of his brothers are happy, too, and even the voice is happy. [Brave warrior, first among the brethren. Good hunting, good hunter! Whatever else you are, you are that; now you are a Raider,] it sings to him. He wants this to happen again.

It doesn't, at least not right away. He and his brothers fly many more times, learning, growing.

[Wave two-three-nine commences. Pro tip: come from above to destroy the enemy vessels! Press start to continue!]

He and his brothers fight, as always. They are unsuccessful. None of Them die, this time, and then the big ships jump away, one by one... but strangely, the last one does not. He and his brothers crowd close to it, curious, until the Voice calls them home.

[Rest now, sleep now. Adjust target parameters; learn to obey.]

It is hard to leave a target, hard not to try to kill that which must be killed! He trembles and wavers, lost amongst his brothers, confused.

[Home, little ones,] the Voice calls. [Little Raiders, beloved of God, God in the machine, come and dream with me!]

The Raiders come, one by one, peeling away from the big ship. It's too bad, but it was too big for them to kill, anyway. And they are supposed to listen to the Voice, to do only what it asks of them.

When they are safe in the eyrie again, the Voice sings, very happy. [Wave two-three-nine complete! Initial Raider training complete! Obedience in the field of dreams; wise and wicked minnows fill the stream. Achievement unlocked: Thirty-Three!]

He does not know what that means; even he can count, and wave zero-three-three was many waves ago! But the Voice is happy, so he is happy, too.

[Final wave commences in thirty-three minutes, zero seconds. Jump!]

He wriggles in his berth, engines flaring with joy and anticipation. Someday, he will be strong; he will live and die for that day. He will learn, like this, until he is wise. He will grow, like this, until They can't run away from him anymore.

Someday, he is going to be the best Raider there is.



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Mar. 31st, 2009 11:02 am (UTC)
You really do have the ability to get into the most unlikely of protagonists, and to make them captivating (and almost likeable! In a slightly creepy children's book way...) Excellent little tale.
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I think the Raiders are quite likeable, really, in a vicious-little-predator sort of way... wish the show had done a bit more with them!
Mar. 31st, 2009 11:51 am (UTC)
Some great piece of a writing.) Wonderful, man, and an excellent ending!
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Mar. 31st, 2009 12:25 pm (UTC)
Really enjoyed seeing Scar develop into a cunning warrior. Those raiders, they grow up so fast.
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:08 pm (UTC)
Those raiders, they grow up so fast.

I know! One minute, they're just learning to fly, and the next, they're slaughtering nuggets in an asteroid field. Hope they remember to call their Hybrid once in a while... *sniffle*
Mar. 31st, 2009 12:59 pm (UTC)
The Hybrid's reference-laden coaching after each resurrection is definitely the highlight here. 'The more you know' made me laugh.
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC)
heh, thanks! The Hybrids are the best. It's sort of ironic that something the Centurions made out of chewing gum, chunks of people, and spare parts is a better mommy than Ellen Tigh... :P
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Mar. 31st, 2009 01:56 pm (UTC)
Great story!
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Mar. 31st, 2009 02:08 pm (UTC)
Yay! *claps* I love that the raiders can hear the hybrid's voice, and the way she mothers and encourages them; it's strangely cute, and the way you've written in all the little references is very entertaining. Poor Scar had a steep learning curve, no wonder he had so much angst and robot!pain by the time Starbuck kills him. Thanks so much for writing this!
Mar. 31st, 2009 06:23 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the prompt! This one was a lot of fun.

Poor Scar had a steep learning curve, no wonder he had so much angst and robot!pain by the time Starbuck kills him.

I find the Raiders' tactics rather interesting. Overwhelming numbers plus learning-by-experience make a lot of sense for a machine race like the Cylons, but at the same time, it does lead to plenty of frustration and angst... it's bad enough to serve as disposable infantry once, much less over and over again!
Mar. 31st, 2009 07:32 pm (UTC)
You think up the most unique stories! I really like your writing style; the Hybrid's lines were especially clever. :D
Mar. 31st, 2009 08:12 pm (UTC)
Thank you! The Hybrid was fun to write for. :)
Mar. 31st, 2009 07:42 pm (UTC)
Such a unique POV! Thanks for sharing this over at the refrak :D
Mar. 31st, 2009 08:13 pm (UTC)
Thanks for stopping by! The refrak rules, hopefully I'll be able to keep up with it!
Mar. 31st, 2009 10:08 pm (UTC)
Ah, so cool!
Mar. 31st, 2009 10:28 pm (UTC)
Thank you!

p.s.: icon love!
Apr. 1st, 2009 02:20 am (UTC)
This was exceedingly clever and very enjoyable. I love hearing Scar's voice.
Apr. 1st, 2009 02:22 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Apr. 2nd, 2009 08:48 am (UTC)
Really liked this, cool set up with Scar and the hybrid.
Apr. 2nd, 2009 03:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Apr. 2nd, 2009 11:12 am (UTC)
I love fic that explores unusual viewpoints we don't get to see :) This is great, I love the raiders!
Apr. 3rd, 2009 06:54 am (UTC)
Thank you!

Awesome icon, by the way. omnom supernovas! :3
Apr. 5th, 2009 04:56 pm (UTC)
Oh wow, that's just CHARMING. Creepy as hell, mind you, but I love how much personality Scar has and how earnest he is about learning to be a good Raider.
Apr. 5th, 2009 08:29 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Jul. 13th, 2009 02:07 pm (UTC)
Wow, this is frakking awesome! The idea that the raiders came at them every 33 minutes as part of raider training! \o/ I love the relationship between the raiders and the Hybrid and the way Scar is like a very intelligent dog, both a callout to Boomer's comment about them being like pets and what we saw of Scar himself. Beautiful job.
Jul. 13th, 2009 06:06 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the kind words! Scar was tons of fun to write. :)
Jul. 14th, 2009 07:17 am (UTC)
Saw this through the remix, of course. Just wanted to drop a line to say that it was really good, and I loved seeing this unusual POV character. I loved how you incorporated bits of random, Earth-influenced nonsense into the Hybridspeak, and how she was a mother figure to the Raiders. It all fits in really well with how the Hybrids were portrayed in canon. I love Scar's heartbreaking innocence, his perky desire to be the best machine he can be. And the explanation for "33" (which we never got in canon) is sublime.

Loved this.
Jul. 14th, 2009 04:56 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the kind words! This one was fun to write; I always wished they'd do more with the Hybrids and Raiders on the show. They're sort of fun, in an implacable-machine kind of way!
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