A/N:This is my first Firefly fanfiction. I hope that you like the intro thus far. I want to say that their is a spoiler in here if you have not seen the movie (You Must See it, So good!). So if you like surprise, don't read until you've seen Serenity. Please leave reviews. Also I don't own Firefly/Serenity and I think Joss Whedon is flippin shiny! Without further ado, I present unto you all Child of Alliance.

Prologue

The reflective blue skies of New Melbourne mirrored the oceanic dominated planet with zestful communities in the clear. Inhabitants of the planet resided in the Red Sun sector of the verse. The day, like any other progressed well. In one of the more rural colonies intact on the planet, a middle-aged woman would be parted from her son once again. The adventure begins now…

"Mum! I've gotta go! The ship is gonna jet soon!" The son yelled in a soft Australian accent from the doorway. He was clad in his school's issued blue uniform, his stance appearing anxious for returning fourth year student.

A very proud mother rummaging in the rear section of her house made her son impatient. She emerged. "Hold your horses there, Tieg! It's not every cycle of your school I get to see my 'spring. Let me get a capture of this."

The mother placed the capture photo device on a nearby surface, grabbing her son as it flashed a picture of Tieg and her. Instantly, he grabbed his knapsack off the front porch set to make his exit. Outside the ship's occupants were whisking him to hurry up.

"They're not bloody patient any longer, mum. I gonna be the object of constant taunting now." He indicated to her pointing at the ship.

"Cheers son. Be on your merry, baby darling." He did, feeling bad though to how he treated the most important woman in his existence. Tieg quickly turned back giving his mother a firm hug.

"Love ya lots, Mum. I'll see ya a wave when I port down on Hancock." Tieg smiled grandly at her and sprinted to his transport.

She acknowledged him with a nod, placing a hand up to block the angle from the blinding light of the sun. Her Tiegan, now 20 years of age, would soon to be a graduate of the Frank Lloyd Wright School of Architecture. She watched with pride, his silhouette meshing in with the sun as he boarded the ship. From the previous time Tiegan visited her, his dreadlocks were much shorter and his skin appeared a tad darker than lighter hue of his mocha skin. The ship lifted off and once again her 'baby darling' left her on her lonesome.

"Why your son's lookin' better everyday Maardi Amrinson." Maardi turned to find her neighbor, Heilen King, speaking to her. "I can't believe he's so tall now. Almost like a eucalyptus."

"I only git to seem 'em once in an orbit. Twice if the verse allows." Maardi replied, bringing her hand down from her forehead for a better view of Heilen.

Heilen strode into Maardi's yard. "Hey Maardi, you wouldn't mind if I use your capture file? Manny Park caught a huge sturgeon. Mine's in the drift, if ya stand under."

"Of course. Follow me." Maardi said politely as they went into her house. "I'll have to give ya the spare. There's a bunch of files on main one of Tieg I want to see today."

Maardi went in search of the spare capture file. Heilen, known for her meddlesome personality couldn't keep herself still with all the unfamiliar items in Maardi's home. Maardi was no longer in her line of sight, so she started to snoop. Heilen heard a weird noise, the source she found in wave message transmitter.

I don't have on eof these in my house. How does Maardi have one?

She pressed a green button on the transmitter, and hologram of a young Caucasian woman began to speak: "These are just a few of the images we've recorded. And as you can see… it isn't want we thought."

Heilen saw some of the images and their disturbing nature of people dead on the streets and in work places.

"Maardi!" Heilen yelled. "Come and see this."

Maardi didn't find the capture and complied with Heilen's urgent request.

"It's the Pax. The G-Paxilon Hydrochlorate that we added to the air processors. It was supposed to calm the population, weed out aggression. Well it works. The people here stopped fighting. And then they stopped everything else. They stopped going to work…they stopped breeding, talking eating. There's a million people here and they all just let themselves die." The woman was startled by the sound of crashing in the background, the similar effect on Maardi and Heilen.

The woman gasped and continued. "I have to be quick. About a tenth of a percent of the population had the opposite reaction to the Pax. The aggressor response increased beyond madness. They have become…. Well, they've killed most of us. And not just killed…they've done things." Heilen placed a hand over her mouth at the unbelievable catastrophe she was witnessing. Although, she still had no idea what the woman seemed to be pointing out.

"I won't live to report this, but people have to know. We meant it for the best… to make people safer."

To Maardi and Heilen's horror, Reavers came into the hologram attacking the woman, her screams resonant. Maardi turned it off and then looked at Heilen.

Heilien's eyes were in the state of shock; her body language adhered to her present state.

"Oh my God, Maardi, what in the verse was that!" Heilen exclaimed. "Who sent that to you?"

"I-I don't know." Maardi replied, only a little shaken.

"I've got to tell the community about this! Reavers actually exist!" Heilen dashed out of the house.

Maardi gripped onto the counter where her capture file lied. To say she was in shock hauled in an overstatement.

Reavers Finally, everyone will know about the reavers

She smiled for a second. "The Alliance has a new rebellion upon them."

Her grin diminished when it dwelled on her. Maardi reached down the yellow blouse she wore pulling out a black stringed necklace with a yellow circle emblem, peering at it with long blank stare.

I wonder how long I have now.