When I was five years old, my mom—my adopted mother—used to tell me fairy tales to help me go to sleep. In them, you always knew who was right and who was wrong. It was clear-cut, just as the fact that good always won in the end. In real life, there are a lot of men and women who walk a gray line, believing that it will keep them safe. Sometimes they stay on this line for so long they even forget who they are—sometimes for the better but more often for the worse.
You see, the gray is nothing more than an illusion. Whether you know it or not, your choices are always sliding you in one direction or the other. Then one day something wakes you up, and you realize where your choices have brought you. Whether good won out this time or not will be a matter of your perspective. The reality is choices were made on both sides to get us to this point, and harder choices will have to be made to determine what happens next. The problem is people are only getting one side of the story—the side they want you to know.
This is hard for me because I have gained and lost so much in this past year that I haven't had time to fully comprehend it. I haven't even had time to grieve—but there's just too much at stake right now for me to just sit things out. I also know what it's like to be afraid. I didn't even know I was a Hannarian until a year ago, so I do understand. I just want to get it through to you that there is nothing to fear from them—from us. What's going on right now is not what you think.
I have no reason to lie to you, and I hope you won't let a small difference in our DNA cause you to shut out what I'm about to tell you. You need to know this—to understand why things happened the way that they did. Whether you trust me or not, you still need to get out of the gray—out of that fog of indecision that's clouding your thinking. If you don't, we are all going to lose.
Introduction by Alex Verin
I was taught from childhood to believe that the Hannarians were Earth's enemies only pretending to be our friends. For a long time, I believed it. Then a little over a three years ago I overhead some things I wasn't supposed to hear.
When the Hannarians arrived on Earth on September 30th, 2113, many people believed that it meant a new chapter for our planet—or the beginning of the end of it. The event itself changed the entire legacy and direction of several human families, including my own. These aliens were not what people had expected. Instead of the small gray-skinned creatures of pop culture, they looked like us—with the minor exception of having an inner glow in their eyes that seemed to intensify in certain situations.
The basic dilemma of whether to trust the Hannarians divided the entire planet, with both sides passionate about what they believed was going to happen once contact was reestablished. In 2120, a global political alliance known as the Earth Independence Party—EIP for short—was formed in the United States and began to gain momentum in other nations as well.
When the Ambassador returned to Earth on August 4th, 2133, those old enough to remember the original event were astounded by the fact that the he had not physically aged. It was explained to the Ambassador by members of the UN that we had no consensus because Earth was many peoples and governments, which was a contrast to his planet's rule by one emperor. This news did not seem to bother him, and he explained that his government was patient and that he would do his best to explain what they could offer to us as a planet or even as individual countries.
Many generations later, my father Adam Verin was a senior representative and part of the EIP. After the 2300 House and Senate elections, the party controlled almost a forth of the United States Congress. The Democratic and Republican parties were still divided on Hannarian issues even after 187 years of contact.
The problem was how the EIP gained its power, first by smearing opponents and then outright intimidating them. All of this occurred through small but well-funded radical factions and never fell back on its official leadership, even when senior leaders in the party were well aware of it. Even my father had looked the other way on some unethical things that helped him get his position, though he didn't know I knew that.
This may be hard to understand, but the choices I made were because of the seeds of doubt that were haunting me prior to this past year. Despite the fact I feared the Hannarians could take over the planet, I came to another realization that was much more terrifying.
The Hannaria Series Book 2: Legacy will be available in book format November 2009. You can catch a sneak peek at the rough draft chapters at http://hannaria.gather.com
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