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Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this fan fiction are my own but the world(s) and universe in which they live is not mine no matter who much I wish it was. I am very happy to say at least, I didn't create the Reavers (the Alliance did xd )

Unshed tears shone in the girl's black eyes as she stared down into the contents of her drink. She knew she'd have to stop grieving about Bryn's death but Reaver attack was a horrible way to die.

If the religions were to beileved however, Bryn was in a better place...assuming they accepted smuglers who smuggled things the Rim needed but the Alliance had forbidden...

A small frown cresed her brow for a moment, speaking of the Alliance, didn't they have a base on Angel near the town the Reavers had hit? Hell, for that matter, Angel wasn't even IN Reaver territory, so how the hell had they gotten there in the first place?

Either the Alliance had let the Reavers in...or they's wiped Salormin off Angel themselves and used a cover-up story. But the question was, why?

A cold feeling settled over her stoumach that had nothing to do with Bryn's death or the alchoal that was sitting infront of her as she hadn't touched it yet.

She tossed the money for the drink down on the bar, readjusted her shoulder bag which contained her few belongings and left the bar, long brown coat keeping her mostly dry from the rain that was begining to fall from the darkened sky above.

Sia had no love for the alliance, she'd volunteered in the war but had left when her mother had been killed by an assasin from one of the Tongs. That had been when she'd found out that both her parents were involved in the 14K Triad, yet another Tong.

Or atleast, that's what LOOKED like had happened, in reality, her mom had stumbled upon something the Alliance didn't want known so they removed her like she was a letter that someone didn't want to read anymore.

All she'd found out after months of digging was it involved the Reavers and a few months ago, she learned what she must have found out when a message played on all the channels of the Cortex.

The Alliance had accidentally created them on a planet called Miranda. It had shown exactly what the Reavers did to someone when they caught hold you you too. Sia still felt sick as she thought about it.

She shook her head, ebony hair falling into her eyes and creating a sharp contrast to her pale skin. She really needed to get her head out of the past and focus on the job at hand; what exactly had happened on Angel.

For that, she would need to get there, which ment signing on as a passenger on a ship bound for Angel...a prospect she didn't look forward to. She had enough money she figured to get there but how she'd get back was another story all together...

A Firefly transport caught her eye as she noticed a sign that said 'Mechanic Wanted' a quick glance at their destination caused her heart to quicken, they were headed to Angel.

The ship was called Pheniox and true to it's name, a pheniox was painted in red on its side. Sia noticed a young Asian looking woman sitting on a chair in front of the ship. Her brown eyes were fixed on Sia.

"You need somthin'?" she asked, more or less politley. "Yeah, I noticed you need a mechanic?" the woman nodded slowly, "You got credentials?" "Kinda, ever heard of Angel Tears? I worked for them during the big War."

Anyone who had worked on Angel's Tears ended up getting a very good education in whatever they were working on as the ship had always seemed to find itself in one scrape or another in the war.

A wry smile crept onto the woman's features, "You'll do." she said "What's your name?" "Lang, Sia Lang" Sia said. "I'm Ali Dersor, the first mate."

To Be Continued...

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"The Cap'n should be back in a bit." Ali said, standing up and streaching slightly. "Want me to show you around Pheniox?"

Sia nodded, "If it's not too much trouble, and when do you...er we... leave?" "Tomorrow mornin', early." Ali said, folding the chair and leaning it against the wall of the ship, inside the docking bay.

The ship was like countless other Fireflys she'd been on, with a few minor differences, she noticed one of the panels in the docking bay was hollow, and was probably used for smuggling goods, and there was an infirmary, showing that this ship had been in the war, probably on the Independance side as the Alliance were to high and mighty for a common Firefly.

"Any questions?" Ali asked, stopping by the door that led down to the room that would be her bunk, "Who fought for Independance? This ship should be lacking the infirmary but it was probably a medship."

Ali's wry smile returned, as she took in the brown coat, reconizing Sia as an independance vetrain, she didn't need to know Sia had only been on board a ship and hadn't fought many actual battles, she'd just gotten men and women to and away from them.

"Me and the Cap'n did, although he was forced into the Alliance side and I was an Independant but ever since that assasination attempt by an Alliance agent, he's lost his respect for 'em."Sia snorted, "I would have too." "Anything else?" Sia shook her head in negation.

"Is that it or do you have more stuff somewhere?" Ali asked, eyeing her bag. "This is it." Sia said, pushing the hatch open to reveal a ladder leading down into the room.

Ali shrugged, "All right, I'll tell the Cap'n you got hired so he won't flip out when he realizes you're in your bunk, and he'll work out the pay with you later." Sia nodded her thanks then climbed down into the bunk.


To Be Continued...