La Escorpiona- The Scorpion

Author: Tinadoll (aka Tina- That’s me!)

Setting: After BDM

Rating: PG-13- NC-17. This chapter is PG-14

Spoilers: probably-But who cares? We have all seen the episodes?

Author’s note: I have written fan-fic before. But this is my first Fireflyfic and my first serious (kind of) one. Scorpion is mine. All Spanish, Latin or any other language will be in parenthesis. This could get messy folks. My spelling and grammar is horrible. And my humor is odd. And I’m a fan girl. LOL ENJOY

Disclaimer: Firefly et al. Are properties of Joss Whedon- Those who don’t like that will get punched in the Kidneys

Prologue: Gloria in te domine (Glory in your name)

She lies in the grass and she checks out the target in her scope, adjusting the measurements accordingly. It was a hot day and she is wearing all black. She wore her brown hair up. Her boots and pants were showing off her slim legs and round butt. That wasn’t her fault-that was just good jeans. Ahem-genes. Good jeans would only go so far. On her back was a samurai sword she had gotten as a present from her master on a birthday. Her work brought her lots of work and lots of presents. Lots of pretty, shiny, silky things. You would almost suspect her to be a companion…

She lay in wake in the grass, like a snake and she took a sip of water and brushed some dirt out of her silk blouse. She was considering lighting a small clove cigarette-very expensive but she hated smoking on the job. Her target wasn’t back yet so she took her time even to day dream.

She remembers where she came from. The world was called Oceanus. Well before the war it was called that. Who knows what the Alliance did to it. There is this fishing port called Orleans where she and her father are from. Her mother- Gloria, was born on the nearby world of Andalusia in the large city of New Barcelona. She was a nurse in the hospital when Jean came in to visit a sick cousin and they hit it off. Jean was of Creole French decent who lived in Orleans as a fisherman. S