Memories of a Soul.

01/01/00

Today was my birth day. I reached eighteen and am a full woman citizen of Aldir, a small farming community in the planet Aldivy. Even if we are the capital city, it's a bit boring here. Still, we are not without things to do (Besides Farming of course), like racing and the like. A bit about myself now: I am the smallest of three, plus my dad and mom. I must say that I am the most gifted of the three, getting much better scores in everything than everyone else, but I am still treated like a small child. I´ll show them what I´m made of.

06/12/00

I don't understand my family at all. All the talk today was of my brother joining The Rebellion against the Imperialists. Father and mother gave him their blessings. Why? I am much better pilot than him, and quite experienced. This I know because I sometimes use his flight simulators without him knowing, and getting better scores, too. Oh, its true that he taught me the basics, but now I feel pretty confident that I can best him. The problem is, they wont let me enter the academy. They say its to dangerous. What do they know?

08/24/00

I´m writing this as the RedStar, my brother personal B-wing, rockets towards high orbit in search of his destiny. I´m sorry to see him leave. No more fighting, no more screaming to get control over the simulators… Maybe I should be a little happy after all!.

12/05/00

After a few months, its starting to get boring in here. The farming goes along well, and I spend my time studying, flying and getting into all sort of discussions. The only other person that I can really talk with is my longtime friend Lucca. She is almost as intelligent as I am (According to her, she is better), and a decent pilot. While she is a bit on the shy side and doesn´t talk much, we work great as a team and understand each other completely.

We are thinking of leaving Aldivy soon. Lets just wait and see what happens.

12/30/00

I hate waiting. If something doesn't happen real soon, I´m going to explode.

02/13/01

It´s been almost two months since we left our home planet, and Lucca and I already got separated. While I wanted to join the Rebellion, she had some other things in mind, but I know she will be back. I´m heading for the coordinates I have. I hope they are correct.

02/17/01

I still remember the look of shock on my brother face when he saw my ship on the docking bay. That alone made the whole trip worthwhile!

I was assigned to Silver Squadron, the sister squadron of Green, where he was an officer. I found it most convenient and fitting for my purposes: the demonstration of my superior intelect and skills above all others, specially above him.

02/21/01

My stay in Silver Squadron has not been quite as I expected. Everyone is so helpful and friendly. Why are they like that? What is in it for them to be friendly?

02/31/01

A whole week has passed. The fires have been doused and the damage to the ships repaired. My first War/Battle showed me two important things. I´m not the sharpest edge on the galaxy (At least not yet), and my squadmates really care. If it were not for them, I would have quitted then and there on the spot….

04/07/01

Things are back to "normal" within. I quickly got accustomed to the battles and the military life. As the days passed by, I realized that my previous goals and ambitions were slowly being left behind, to be replaced by newer, higher ones. I still want to be the best I can be, But now I know that its not possible to achieve greatness by yourself… No person is an island, even if I still try to be one myself sometimes.

We need each other as much as we need ourselves. The hero we each have and strive to be, the nemesis that makes us push ourselves harder to stay ahead of him, the people struggling to catch up and pass us…but most importantly the persons that which we call friends