Potential Fanfic?
Sunday, 14 June 2009 04:24:16

[b]I don't know, I was bored and felt the need to write! Anyway, I just started going, and it's really short, cause I got writer's block like crazy, but I don't know if I'll take it anywhere. I want opinions, I guess. (Though I doubt anyone will see this.) Eh, oh well. Anywho, here it is. No title, no plot, no nothing. Takes place after BDM, Wash and Shep are still dead.[/b] “Ain’t no ruttin’ way I’m steppin’ on that rock.” Jayne glared at Mal. Mal looked at him, angry. “I don’t care what you say. We gotta. We do the job, an’ this is part of it.” “My muscular buttocks we gotta. I don’t give a 咒 what you say. I mean it, Mal. I ain’t goin’. Take Zoe.” Jayne was now standing, face to face with Mal. “You givin’ me orders on my boat?” “If you wanna see it in that light, yeah.” The two men looked at each other for a long time. Everyone else was silent, looking down. “Zoe, get ready to go.” Immediately, the first mate jumped up and left the room. Mal turned his attention back to Jayne. “You ever pull somethin’ like this again, I will shoot you.” With that, the captain turned and left to the cargo hold, silently fuming. Soon, the crew was down in the hold, doing their last minute preparations. Mal and Zoe each took a hold of a sack, full of the goods. “Alright. Jayne, open it.” He watched as Jayne pressed the button to open the air lock door. Once it was open, Ariel, in all her beautiful emptiness appeared. The once bustling planet was not so anymore due to the crew’s signal of truth from Miranda. Sure, the video was only put up on 30 worlds, and about 50 moons, but it spread. Like a plague, it infected every screen in the ‘verse. It spread by every means; by folk and by itself. The little crew of Serenity knew it would have an impact, but nothing like this. Immediately, the outer planets, and even groups of people in the Core, started rioting. They banded together. And the Alliance was completely thrown for a loop. They never expected it. Central planets became less active, way less. People only went out when they had to. Whole businesses closed altogether. Meanwhile, the one’s on the rim were busier then ever. Needless to say, it was starting to look a whole lot like another war was coming. Fast. And what has the crew who caused it all been doing? What they’ve always done: kept flying. The jobs now had a more ‘war-effort’ feel to them, but, they were still jobs. Though they could walk around on Ariel nearly as easy as they could on any outer-rim moon, they were still cautious. Mal and Zoe took in the view for a moment before continuing on. “I don’t like this, sir.” Zoe commented, observing the barren streets. “Jus’ keep walkin’. We’re nearly there.” And, sure enough, after a few more minutes, they reached their destination. [b] Oh, and the little Chinese character emans 'damn'... I think. [/b]