WHO: Sam Anders, Gabriel Grey and Peter Petrelli WHAT: the Cylon needs to know mor about what he is. WHEN: afternoon WHERE: the Hyperion RATING: TBD STATUS: In progress
Even after getting the invitation, Sam waited days before actually going to the Hyperion. He tried to tell himself it was because he was sure they were busy, that they had more important things to do than try to figure out just what the frak he was.
But the truth was he was terrified. Terrified of admitting to Peter what he really was. A Cylon.
There had been over 50 billion people spread across the 12 colonies. 50 billion. And the Cylons had wiped them almost entirely out in a matter of hours. Hunted the survivors across the galaxy.
39,698.
That was all that was left of the human race in his time. And he was a part of the race that did that damage. Had he committed acts of sabotage on Caprica? Had he helped the Cylons and not even known it?
All this has happened before, all this will happen again.
Damn Leoben and his frakking philosophy. Sam wanted to hunt down every last one of that frakking model and kill them all himself. But more and more the words echoed in his head. Had he betrayed humanity? And would he do it again?
He needed to understand what he was. Even if that meant the people he'd grown to know and care about on Earth hated him for lying to them.
This development with these Pits didn't help either. His purest form. Stripped away to metal? Or would it make him a flesh and blood human?
Too many frakking questions. It was time to start getting answers. He arrived at the front door of the Hyperion hotel and anxiously rang the doorbell.