Still Small Voice

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based on the world of Firefly by Joss Whedon

Dawn had come as the once silent sun crested over top the murky colored planet below. She stirred next to her lover, knowing full well they were here and here was where she did not want to be. His breath stirred her neck as Mal's lips brushed softly uopn her skin, but it did little to help the nerves that just would not be silent. Something was hunting her, seeking her and that something wanted everyone, but Cat on this ship to die.

A soft voice played with the light of her mind, a still voice, not bogged down by hatred of malice, but by a want of something so desired that it would risk being found by whatever was coming than stay hidden in the safety of the dark. 'Help me please.'

Cat's eyes flew open for it was not a voice she knew, nor a voice that could have come from the ship, rather a voice that had been issued from the very depths and heart of the place they were venturing into. Her mind painted a picture as the voice continued to call, a small child no more than eleven sat in a corner of some small room calling to whoever could hear. She had been tampered with and that alone made Cat growl, alone made her long fangs emerged where they should be dormant.

Mal must have felt her grow restless because he spoke in her ear like soothing cool water on a sunburn, soft and gentle teasing the hair on her neck. "We'll get him, Boa Bei."

"There's something more. I don't know, but someone wants to be found and I think that someone is a child, Mal, a small child."

The captain rose slightly propped with an elbow. "Are you sure? Not some trap that no good Hun dan got in line for you."

She had told him everything after her talk with 'Ski, her partner reminding her again and again that she would be in good hands. Mal had taken the news about as well, swearing on any and every god listening that he would end the man that had caused her s