fanfic_name = Lisa

chapter = Chapter 1

author = Clo

Rating = AP15

Type = Angst

fanfic = This fanfic is completely from Lisa’s point of view… I tried to pull a “Truman Capote” and took some recent world events and used them as a background for my history, following the chronology of the saga. Also I tried to combine Macross – Macross Zero – DYRL with Robotech’s history.

Chapter One – Alfa

When a young girl my father used to tell a story about a lost island in the pacific, the Maya Island that in Sanskrit means Magic, in this island there was a tribe that lived their along in perfect harmony with the nature… I always thought those were nothing more than bedtime stories, I always thought that even my father was a cold and distant Admiral and being part of the military Olympus of my home country England, he took time from his busy agenda to create me a fantasy world far so much better than the real one… I was so wrong.

My life was really happy, I was a beloved child, daughter of an Admiral and a society lady, a perfect combination. My mother never was as those high society English ladies, despite being noble, that dedicate their time to the club or playing bridge with their friends, when I was born, she became a full time mother, she devoted her body and soul to her family, to keep our Victorian house as cozy as possible. I attended the finest British colleagues, mom never wished to send me to a boarding school as the British way, my father always joined us for supper, it didn’t matter how busy he was, he was there with us on time for supper and then he always to take me to bead and tell me those stories about that island so far away… “Maya” he told me at least a thousand times “means magic in old Sanskrit, well that was private Dippayahn told me, he is Hindu, one day the three of us will go to India and visit the Taj Mahal, he will travel the world together”.

The center of my world was Lady Fiona, she thought me about art and to play the piano, we used to walk for house in London streets; her favorite spot was a little park in front of the Houses of Parliament, from which you could have an excellent view of the Big Ben. London was our playground and we both enjoyed as long as we could.

All good about, I mean the good inside me, I learned from my parents… to be responsible and the sense of duty from Admiral Hayes, to be humble, worm and human from my mother. Even in her worst times, when the cancer was defeating her, she always put my father and me above all, even when she returned from chemo, tired and in pain, she supervised the supper and sat at the table just to be with use, she reviewed my homework and brushed my hair, even she had any. She thought me, even more than the Admiral, to give my life for those I care.

My childish bubble shattered when my mum died, I was 7 years old, and my life full of luxuries and love in London was traded with a life full of luxuries and coldness in a boarding school in Cornwell. I cannot blame my father, he did not knew what to do with that little girl with a broken heart and without a mummy, he had enough with his military career and his own pain, he just took what he considered the best option, to send me away, when I couldn’t remind him all the happiness we both lost.

I stayed in that school for several years, thinking about my life… during the summer time and the holidays I returned to a house full where the butler and the house keeper waited for me, but where I was actually alone, in few occasions I saw my father, for military events, and when he was at home he locked himself in the studio.

I never knew something outside the military world, my life with my mother was like a dream, and the world in the colleague, was a different army. In the colleague we learned how to be perfect British Ladies, strategies to catch the most eligible bachelor and to wait our debut bolls as the accomplishment of peace worldwide… sincerely I was not interested in Robbie Williams’ every move, if he left his band and went solo, and I didn’t want to marry him… I suppose that at the end of the day, Hayes’ genes are very strong.

Despite the fact I was rather young, I understood the worldwide events. Globalization started with war. There was war in every continent. Military action initiated by USA to free Kuwait from Iraq’s invasion grew until it involved the whole Arabic peninsula in almost 9 months it reach Turkey and Greece, blending into the Balkans war and the arising and rougher battles in Chechnya for its freedom from the former Soviet Union, in the far east Asia, Pakistan and India fought each other for a peace of land called Cachemira, it seamed that everyone chose that moment to attacked each other, and I sadly remembered my father’s words about visiting India and the Taj Mahal. In Spain the ETA situation was tighter than ever and in America some guerillas became wars.

The recently formed European Union made a called to the United Nations, resulting in the extraordinary UNO session in 1998 in New York. The only resolution, it cannot be called a solution, was to divide earth in two fractions, those countries following UNO’s status, belonging to the newly created United Earth Government (UEG) and those that disagreed with how things were handled. I remember I had a big argue with my father, for him those countries not playing along with UEG were wrong, I supposed that after hearing my answer he finally realized I was not a kid anymore. Even now I continue thinking that, not because the things are being like that for ages means they are correct or even decent. Those countries were only fighting back centuries of attacks against their ideas, believes, and life style. Years later we, the whole united earth, had to fight to defend our lives.

In 1999 occurred something that made the gap between both fractions wider, a smile island in the pacific near Japan was stroke by a meteor so large that caused a huge devastation as well as climate changes that continue having horrible sequels. This fact was investigated by a group of scientist, whom discovered that the so called meteor was nothing else but an alien space craft and not precisely ET’s space ship, but beings very similar to humans but 5 times bigger than us, as those giants from the fairy tales my mum used to tell me. The technology within the ship was like nothing seen before, and both parties realized, UEG and anti-UEG, that the side having that kind of knowledge, and power, would be the winner of the 3rd World War.

A breach in the security of our side discloses a great deal of the investigation to the anti-UEG scientists, based in the former Soviet Union. Our research was based in the crashed site in the small Macross Island under the constant supervision and protection of Japanese Government. There was a period of what can call peace, while both parties were in a race similar to the space race in the early sixties ending with the first man in the moon. This continued until a non-authorized terrorist attack changed the world for ever.

The attack to the beautiful World Trade Center in NY destroyed that illusion called peace. I remembered perfectly where I was when it happened, it was during my last year in the colleague, I was 15 and was studying for my finals in the library, when a school mate arrived giving us the news about what was happening in New York, when we arrived to the TV room we saw the second plane crashing against the second tower. The world changed after the 9/11, the paranoia was stronger and the racism grew. Immediately the UEG launched an offensive against the anti-UEG, it didn’t matter if the attack was authorized or not. That was a very difficult year for everyone.

When I returned from Cornwall to my beloved London, everything seams so strange, that distant London I once knew by my mother’s hand, no longer existed, there was a fear you could even touch, and we felt war can reach us at any moment. The IRA decided to support the anti-UEG forces in order to accomplish freedom; we feared Scotland wanted to follow Ireland’s lead. Our fears were confirmed when our transportation systems were attacked, subway and several busses were bombed, the casualties were considerable, two of my class mates died in those attacks. That day I took the decision to accept my faith and I joined the army, decision that made the Admiral very pleased, another Hayes generation at Hares service, Lisa Hayes was only 16 years old.

State = Continuará/To Be Continue

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