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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3546854/7/Images of her life flashed through the exhausted woman's mind as she calmed down enough to think, the flash of light as her ship exploded around her vaporizing her body in the fire of a massive nuclear detonation. Then a feeling of weightlessness for a second or so, the choking feeling and pain as she downloaded into the body overtaking her senses totally as she tried to understand just what was going on.
Downloaded? she thought.
"I'm a Cylon. Oh frak, I'm a Cylon!"
"Good it's all coming back. Give yourself a few minutes; the shock will wear off as your real memories take precedent over the others. We need to know what happened to the fleet the Colonials sent out, we know when it went but we don't know why and where they attacked."
"What… no I don't believe you. Get off of me! Whatever it is your trying to pull here won't work with me."
"Calm down, it's alright. We're family."
"GET THE FRAK OFF ME!"
"It's alright." The blonde woman struggled to hold down the other woman, the burst of strength that the adrenaline rush had given the Colonial officer dying down as she was held by the two unknown people. "It's alright, you'll be ok just rest then you can tell us what you need to."
"I… I can't…." The blonde woman looked down at her. "Foreman, Marcie, Lt Colonial Fleet, See Eff Two Nine Nine Six Four Seven Nine Seven."
"I was afraid of this," the woman with the almond shaped eyes spoke. "Her primary personality wasn't fully downloaded with the rest. The cover is still taking precedence over the actual identity."
"Then the reports coming from the agents within the colonies were correct." The olive skinned woman looked at her companion. "There is something to the Tau'ri weapons above and beyond that of simple nuclear materials. This could be a significant problem for all of us."
"So it seems." The unfamiliar woman looked at Marcie. "We really aren't here to hurt you. We'll leave you to get used to your surroundings. The centurions will watch over you make sure that you will be ok."
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