I do not own Robotech…..

What if there was another half Zentraedi/Human child before Dana?

Prolog:

Brionic Xepazics was in Micronian form. He is the first! What an honor to be chosen for this. He is going to a plant for a recon mission. This planet is interesting, it holds all sort of life and most of it is populated by beings like us only a lot smaller. Thus for this mission he was made their size.

"This is too easy," he thought. "This planet's defense system is poorly inadequte." Brionic started laughing.

All of a sudden the red warning light came on. "What!" he exclaimed. He thought he had prepared for almost anything. Anthing but the protective shell around the plant. Everything was heating up and warning lights were all going off. Brionic wonders if he will make it through this? "It would be a glorious ending," he thought. "A warriors way."

"I am going through some sort of heat shell that surrounds this planet," Brionic said into an open comm link. "Everything is heating up. I am unsure if I will make it through or if I will burn up."

"Right sir," said the voice on the other end. "We will continue to monitor. If you make it through a rescue ship will be sent. Signing off."

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Amy was wondering through the fields near her family's summer mountain home. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a braid that went down past her rear end. She was collecting wild flowers to brighten up her home. All of a sudden she heard a loud explosion. Shielding her green eyes to the sun she looked up to see what looked like a burning rock coming straight toward the field she was in! Amy started to run quickly away dropping her flowers.

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Brionic made it through the shell but was still burning. It seems as though the fire is dying with his desent but the ship is badly damaged. Brionic's hand flew over the controlls, slowing his desent for a landing in a field below. "It's going to be a hard landing," he thought.

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Amy stopped running when she saw the "burning rock's" flame slowly go out to nothing but smoke and slow down for a landing. "My God!" she thought. "It's a ship." Amy watched in amazment as the ship landed in the field hard. Dirt, grass, flowers, and dust rose around it.

"What kind of ship is this? Some sort of military experimental ship?" she thought in wonder. She started to take a few steps towards the ship when a door or hatch of some sort opened. She stopped in her tracks and watched as a man, a handsome man climb out and fall to the ground in a heap. Amy started running to him.

When Amy got to the man he was bleeding from a cut on his head. He had contusions and lacerations on his hands, face, and arms. He also had a nasty bump on the head. Amy knelt by the man and took a bandana from her pocket to stop the major bleeding from his head. The man opened his eyes and looked into her's for a brief moment before slipping back in unconsciousness.

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Three days later Brionic awoke. Wincing with the pain he thought, "I am alive. This is good." He took a look around his surroundings. Four walls, a window, a dresser, two doors, a mirror, and a bed which he was in.

"Where am I?" He thought. "How did I get here?" He thought of the crash and he vaguely remembers getting the hatch open and falling out. Then he remembered the eyes. Those green eyes of a female micronian. Was she the one who assisted him?

While Brionic was lost in thought Amy came in quietly with a tray of medication, food, and drink. "Well, you're finally awake!" Amy said brightly. Brionic jumped in surprise and groaned in pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I startled you! Did it hurt very much when you jumped?" Amy asked in concern.

"How did she sneak up on a trained Zentraedi warrior? What has she done to me?" Eyeing the tray he thought has she been drugging me to stay asleep. Brionic looked up from the tray to meet the eyes of the woman who was out in that field.

"Do you speak English?" Amy asked.

"I speak English." Brionic replyed.

"Oh good," Amy said as she set the tray on a table by the bed. "You've been out for three days since I got you back to my house. It wasn't easy but I managed with the help of my horses and cart. You have a nasty bump and cut to your head. Your arm is broken, I've set it and split it while you were sleeping. Um, other than that and a few other cuts and bruises, you seem okay. You're very lucky, it could have been much, much worse." Amy was walking around the small room fussing with anything fussable. Opening the window a bit to let in fresh air, opening the curtains a bit more to let in more light, ect..

"Where are my clothes?" asked Brionic.

"Oh!" Amy exclaimed as she turned to look at him. "Your clothes are washed and repaired and in this drawer right here." She walked over to the dresser and pulled out the draw to show him.

Brionic flew the covers off his body and tried to get up. Amy flew over to his side and said, "You have to be careful! You shouldn't be getting out of bed just ye…."

Brionic grabbed Amy's outstretched hand and pulled her on to her back on the bed and covered her body with his so he could hold her down. Amy was halfway frightened and in awe that he managed to do this with a broken arm.

"Listen woman! I am a Zentraedi warrior! I am not some puny micronian who needs help from a woman. I want my clothes and I will get my clothes." Brionic bit at her.

"I, uh, I meant no disrespect. I was only going to assist you up incase you became dizzy with your head injury. Please let me up, please."

"I don't need help," Brionic growled.

"No help, sure, no problem!" Amy said trying to smile even thought she could feel the hardness of his body, every muscle, knowing he is not using all of his strength. Brionic eased up and let her scoot out from under him. As she straightened up her clothing she smiled at him. Brionic studied her. Amy had had very long hair, big green eyes, a small pert nose, and a luscious mouth. Her breasts were medium sized and very firm and perky. Her waist was small and hips wide. Her legs and arms had muscles but it didn't detract from her beauty. The muscles in her legs only defined the shape of them.

Brionic shook his head, "Why am I thinking this way?" he thought. "Ah yes, it has been a very long time since my last copulation with a female."

Amy mistaking the man's shaking of head for dizziness said, "Are you okay? Do you need to lie dow…" She stopped herself from finishing her question. "Um, perhaps you can tell me your name. Mine is Amy Marie Carter."

Brionic looked into her eyes. "I am Brionic Xepazics, Commander of the Zeplain team of the Zentraedi."

Zentraedi? Is this some sort of secret military group?" Amy asked.

"You could say that." He said with a smirk. Stupid micronian, he thought.

Amy, realizing he was still naked walked over to the draw, opened it and pulled out his uniform. "Parts weren't easy to mend but I hope this meets your approval." She handed him his uniform and watched as he looked it over carefully.

"You did well for a micronian," he said.

"What is a micronian?" she asked

"You," he replied. "Your kind"

"My kind? I am a human being just like you." She said in surprise.

"I am not a human! I am a Zentraedi!" he yelled.

"Not a huma…" she started to say and then stopped. "Oh my God! The ship, the clothes, the man." She thought. "Oh my God! He is what he says he is. He is an alien!"

Speaking aloud, "You're not from Earth!"

"Earth? Is that what his planet is called?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "You are on Earth. I am what we call human."