Be gentle as this is my first ever fanfic.. I'm not much of a writer but feedback is greatly welcome. My "Death by Spork" drawing is what set this one off.
A Breed Apart - Chapter 1
Wash wrinkled his nose as he started bringing the ship in for a landing. He had rolled the details, or lack there of, around in his head for a long while.
“Captain. Can you tell me why we’re here again?”
Mal shrugged. “I told you. We’re here to pick up a small group of passengers. That’s the job.”
Wash shook his head, “Didn’t you ask for any details? Like who these “passengers” are?”
“We’re gettin paid a mighty fine price for this job. I like things to go smooth like. Details complicate things.”
“If you say so Captain.”
Serenity touched down without incident and everyone begins preparing for the future passengers while Mal, Wash, Jayne, and Kaylee head into town to meet the man who’s hired them for the job.
“So who’re we pickin up sir?” Kaylee chimed in her usual cheerful tone. She looked back toward the ship wishing somewhere in the back of her mind that Simon had come with them.
“Dunno who they are.. Didn’t ask,” Mal replied. Stoic and calm as always.
“I dun like dis one bit.. Las’ time we took passengers we got stuck with the doc and his psycho sister,” Jayne protested. He kicked at the dirt and fussed with his gun doing his best to act like an overgrown child who knew he wasn’t going to get his way like it or not. Not that anyone really noticed... Except Wash.
He mused at Jayne and fell back, behind the others, to tease him. “Maybe we’ll all get lucky and someone’ll shoot you.”
Jayne sneered at Wash but didn’t reply. He just kept kicking at the dirt as they walked..
They stopped in front of an old fashioned looking tavern.
“This the place Mal?”
“Yeah Jayne. Now let’s go meet this Riley and get our pay.”
The group headed inside. Immediately they were greeted by a man in very western attire. He tipped his hat and smiled. “Ah. Captain Malcolm Reynolds I assume. Right nice o’ ya ta
Your first fic is waaaay shiny, babe. I'm liking it, liking it much. I know, I know: The 'Verse of Joss don't include no aliens, the goodies and baddies in the worlds are all human, but hey: Star Trek fan here, so I'm liking this addition.
Got more? Please say you'll write more. 'Cause I'm kinda hooked now. If you ever want a beta to look over your goods before you publish, just e-mail me at four-foot-hair@hotmail.com (or go to my profile and e-mail me there) and I'd be honored to do the job. Wouldn't be changing your words or your vision, just helping polish up tenses or grammar or shite like that. Not that it matters. This fic is lovely and flows like a mo-fo.
Fave line: He turned to Kaylee and pointed to the strange animal. “Kaylee. Do me a favor.. Never let one of those aboard my ship.” Kaylee nodded. ‘Yessir.”
Keep flyin', Khei!
Keep writing, Khei;) Your work is stuff of awesome.
I had two choices on how anthros would end up in being and either they developed on a previously unexplored planet or they were created artifically in some genetics lab.. Given this was starting on a backwater planet I figured the lab thing wouldn't fit sooo planet it was.. Fear not There'll be more.. just figured three microsoft word pages was enough for chapter 1 heh Chapter 2 will be up soon I promise.
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