Tales of Britain: Marcy's Story

by Martamos

There is a story in post war Britain, it is one that all children know and all adults have heard of. This story is "Caesar and Marcy" an up lifting tale of a man saving a little girl from the horrors of the war. But what is the truth of this tale that so many have told. Now we will have the chance to hear the truth from the only person that remembers it, the now adult Marcy.

1. Prologue

Marcy's Story

Disclaimer: I do not own World War Z but I do own this story.

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Prologue

There are few stories of survival in war time Britain that do not speak to the survivors of those terrible events. However one tale has captured the hearts of this nation through its story of bravery and tragedy. The story of Caesar and Marcy well known, my own children tell me there was a production of it at their school.

It has been over ten years since war's end and having been stuck in open territory myself, I found the need to ensure my children were not being fed miss information for the purpose of a cheap laugh. It was my surprise then however when I learnt that this children's story was in fact based in reality. Having little else to do I set myself the task of uncovering the truth behind the story, a task which I am almost ashamed to say has become a small obsession.

For those of you who have never seen a production of this story or read one of your children's story books. Caesar and Marcy is a strange tale of a man that rescues a little girl at the beginning of the war and proceeds to protect her through the next ten years of conflict. Depending on the version of this story you hear the ending is quite different. My children tell me their schools version ended with a grown up Marcy looking for a lost Caesar. The more famous play version has Caesar dying after his famous charge at the final push to take London.

On ending caught me as odd when I first began my investigation into this new classic, the version I heard from war veterans. This ending was one I did not want to believe but was the push I need to finish this task I had set myself. The veterans I found were a haggard pair I found after asking around for people that had been at the retaking of London.

They told me the truth of what they had seen, for both of them had actually spoken to Caesar on more than one occasion. They had not seen the towering hero that the poets among us would have us believe. They saw a man half man being cared for by a teenage girl in tears. Realising how far I still had to go to find the truth I called on every favour I could think of to get some time with the one person that could tell me the truth.

It took a lot of convincing but in the end I was able to convince her of my desire for truth. I finally got my interview with Marcy August.