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For forty years, the Twelve Colonies of Man experienced peace, united since the war against the man-made Cylons. The Cylons, mechanical beings created to perform the manual labor civilization required, were gone forever…or so humanity thought.
But in those years, the Cylons developed new Cylons that looked and acted like humans--with one goal in mind: to destroy all humanity! When they suddenly attacked the Twelve Worlds, humanity's extinction seemed inevitable.
Only a single warship survived the massive attack: Battlestar Galactica, the oldest ship in the fleet, ready to be decommissioned and turned into a museum. Commander William Adama, himself set to retire, had but one course: to marshal the meager forces available, a ragtag crew of misfits and green recruits, to prevent their enemy from wiping out the last vestiges of the human race. But the Cylons, stronger, smarter, and driven to destroy their creators, may just be too powerful for them and all of humanity to survive.
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In this novelization of the Sci Fi Channel's forthcoming miniseries based on Larson's 1978 Star Wars knockoff, Carver (Eternity's End) must grapple with the product of imaginations much inferior to his own. In the far future, humanity fights a desperate battle against the Cylons, rebellious robots once created by humans to do their dirty work. Originally, the average Cylon looked like a toaster with legs. But, 40 years later, the new Cylon model looks human, is irresistibly sexy and given to melodramatic explications of fiendish plans in the seconds between its victim's seduction and death. After a coordinated sneak attack, all that remains between the Cylons and the extinction of humankind is the interstellar aircraft carrier of the title, about to be mothballed as a museum. Commander Adama, himself about to retire, must pull together an ensemble cast for much derring-do and very few surprises. Readers who demand nothing more than killing time, trees and Cylons may find this book superficially entertaining.