She couldn't be found nor touched by those vile beings. The second she was born, she was on the run along with the rest of her kind. Their numbers were still great, but it was a pain to hide them from government's eyes.

Especially her, Calla.

Her ink black hair, ivory skin and crimson eyes separated her from the other very clearly. It was the eyes that were the biggest difference even among the human freaks. However, it was her eyes that made her what she was.

Seer.

Hunted by the people that fear her and sought out by the narcissists. Science could not explain how they could what they do, but many wanted to know about their lives in the future. However, it was against Seer Law to do so. It was considered unethical to tell a man his future for money or any other reason; man was supposed to find out on his own.

Unlike scientists, Seers believed that their gift was from something greater than man. A God, but they could not betray this God's trust by spilling its secrets to man-even if man chased and hunted them down like animals.

Those who revealed a person's future were punished, which were always worse a thing than death. As peaceful as they looked, Calla knew the true horrors her kind were capable of.

Each Seer had a Keeper, a person who were assigned to protect them even if it meant death.

Calla, unfortunately, got stuck with the Keeper who always had a stick up his ass. Even while she was looking at a flute through the slits of her mask, he was anxiously looking around for any sign of trouble.

"Oh, Alexander, you must learn to relax," Calla sighed, paying for the flute. "Look at the beautiful craftsmanship; you don't often see something like this often."

"Yes, beautiful," he grumbled. "Now, let's go, Calla. We need to catch a ride on that firefly. I already talked to the woman who seemed to be in charge of getting passengers for the hideous vessel. As long as you keep quiet when we're on board, all should be right and we'll get to the new base safe and sound."

"You always say that."

Alexander turned to look Calla in the eyes, or what he could see through the slits cut in the black cloth covering her face. "Tell me that I'm wrong."

"I can't do that." Calla frowned, even though he couldn't see it.

Alex simply nodded, his lips thinning into a line before turning away from her. He headed off, making sure she was behind him the entire time to the large vessel. Not once did he pause, even when the woman waiting by the ship hopped up in greeting. She looked a little hurt when Alex just walked by her, but smiled when Calla stopped to say the proper hello.

"Welcome aboard Serenity," the woman said, but her smile faltered when she noticed the girl covered in black clothing flinch slightly.

"I am happy to board such a wonderful-"

"Metal death trap," Alex grunted, walking back once he noticed that Calla was no longer behind him.

"Serenity it the safest, most reliable way to travel," Kaylee replied defensively.

"Alex, that is enough. I apologize, Kaylee, for his rude behavior." This confused Kaylee since she was sure that she never told the woman in black her name, but she was taken aback when the woman reached up and rid of the black cloth covering her face. "I hope you will still allow us passage even if he is a crank."

Those eyes…she had heard the tales, but never believed in them.

Quickly shaking off the shock, Kaylee smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, he'll fit right in with some of the others."

"Lucky him."

Calla looked away and walked in without another word.


I have a disease called 'Let's write a new fanfic and see where it goes because it's fun!' =D

Don't own Firefly and I am very sad there was only ONE season! I know there is a movie, but still! Argh! Anyways, this takes place during the only season, very beginning. ENJOY! Oh and reviews are always nice~ You know, just nice and I'll love you forever if you do review! Okay, not very persuasive, but I'll just keep rambling if you don't...