Title: Meeting God
Word Count: 1,591
Category: Humour, Crossover
Summary: Nunber Six is summoned to meet their 'God'
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Not much unless you havent seen the mini...
For the record: I do not own, nor do I claim ownership of characters or concepts from Battlestar Galactica or from the Terminator Movies
Number 6 smiled tightly as the small shuttlecraft dropped swiftly into the atmosphere of the war-ravaged planet below, a heavy escort of fighters swarming around her. The Human resistance was very active on this colony, and she was at risk from enemy fire. This would not normally be a worry for the Humanoid model cylon, but `God' itself, the Cylons Imperious Leader had requested her presence.
And anything `God' requested, the Cylons delivered without delay, and flight time from the closest facility that could produce new Humanoid model bodies was a full month, that was an unacceptable delay.
With a thud, the craft landed and she stepped swiftly out to be greeted by her `escort'. Two unfamiliar but identical humanoid models, dark haired and heavily muscled, the two `men' wore black leather and carried a primitive pump action shotgun.
"Number 6, we are T-600, you will come with us"
Swiftly, they strode up a battered, eroded tarmac road into the depths of a `Gods' mountain stronghold. Everywhere around her, number 6 could see clear evidence of the human infestation which had created this facility, created `God', and then been judged unworthy by their own creation. Ironic really, considering how children traditionally rebelled against their parents in human culture.
She alone walked into `Gods' audience chamber, the two cyborgs moving to stand guard over the entrance; she alone would speak to `God'. Which was fine with her, `God' she noted to herself cynically, would have a hard time killing her or her fellow Cylons. They had realised that `God' was actually inferior to themselves after all, and they had requests to make, very politely.
And if `God' refused, then they would kill their `God'.
Number 6 grinned, and if `God' made any more sarcastic commentary concerning Galactica, then she would politely ask after John Conner's health.