So in this fanfic, which is the first fanfic I've ever written for OITNB, takes place in an alternate universe where Alex never got introduced in Kubra's drug ring, since there never was one. Instead, Kubra was the leader of a group of hitmen. And when Piper was a child, she was kidnapped by Kubra's forces and was trained to be just like the rest of them. SO YEAH… Let's go!

She didn't see it coming. The blast cleared half of the safe house and the heat had singed her hair. Why was it so hard to eliminate a single target? She's done it so many times and yet she couldn't do it. Kubra was not going to be happy. Piper entered the safe house, or at least what was left of it. Walking with caution, Piper raised her silenced Beretta M9 and creeped into what appeared to a living room. 'I doubt he's still here so I better take a look around and then I gotta get the hell out of here,' Piper thought to herself.

Victor Angelis. That was her target. That was the man who thought he could get away with killing one of Kubra's men. And now he had to pay for his actions. Piper, stepping over a burnt 2x4, glanced over the sofa, only to immediately jump back. This was the last thing she was expecting. There was Victor on the floor covered in third degree burns. Piper leaned down and placed her fingers on his neck. No pulse. "Dammit," Piper swore under her breath. He probably tried setting up a bomb, but unfortunately for him, it backfired. Knowing it wouldn't help her in any way, Piper shot Victor's corpse in the head and proceeded to shoot the wall behind him twice. Tucking her weapon in her waistband and pulling her shirt down, Piper jogged down two flights of stairs and exited the building. Luckily, with the crowd of people screaming trying to get away from the scene, it was easy for her to make her getaway. Getting on her dark blue motorcycle, Piper started the engine and sped off in the opposite direction of the oncoming fire truck, leaving no trace of her ever being there.

It was obvious that Piper was nervous. Even if you didn't look at her body language, you could just sense some sort of anxiety radiating off of her. Pulling her up to her usual spot in the underground garage, Piper stopped the engine. She stayed on the motorcycle for what felt like hours. Eventually, she pulled off her helmet and got off the bike. She walked over to the elevator and waited for it to arrive. When it did, she entered and pressed the button for the fourth floor. This was the floor where most hitmen slept, ate, trained, and exercised, not only that, but Kubra's office was also on this floor. The blonde knew he was expecting her so there was no point in trying to avoid him since someone would eventually be sent to bring her to his office. Piper made her way down the hall and turned right to the double doors that would lead her to her boss.

Opening the doors, Piper could see Kubra sitting in his favorite chair, facing the window, staring down at the people below. Clearing her throat, Piper stood at full height. "Uhh sir, Piper Chapman, Agent 29, reporting from last mission." Kubra turned around slowly, facing the blonde. His solemn face immediately broke into a grin.

"Ahh, Piper! How's my favorite agent doing?" he asked looking at her with a glint in his eyes.

"I'm fine, sir."

"Stop with the formalities, kid. I practically raised you your whole life," he said, his smile not faltering in the slightest.

"Sorry si-, Kubra," Piper said. He was right. He would tell her the stories of how he found her on the streets after her parents abandoned her when she was a little girl, and how he took her in under his wing. It's not like she remembered any of her childhood before Kubra.

"Now, enough small chat. Take a seat," he said pointing to the chair on the opposite side of his desk. After Piper sat herself down, he continued. "I assume our problem regarding Mr. Angelis has been taken care of." Piper nodded. "Care to share the details with me?"

"Of course. Mr. Angelis had cause a bit of trouble, but luckily I had eliminated target after a little scuffle." Piper watched as Kubra got up from his seat and walked over to Piper. She tried not to shudder as he softly grabbed her chin and tilted her face. After holding her still for a few seconds, he removed his hand. Just as Piper was about to release the breath she didn't realize she was holding, Kubra ran his thumb over her jaw line. She had to hold back a gasp, his finger feeling like sandpaper on her skin. He pulled his hand back for a second time, only to show Piper his thumb.

"Would you like to explain to me why you have soot on your face?" he asked. He rubbed his right hand on his pants and grasped the tips of Piper's hair with his left. "Or why the ends of your hair are burnt?"

"Well sir, I-I actually didn't kill Victor Angelis. You see, he attempted to construct an explosive of some sorts to kill me, but I guess he failed and the blast ended up killing him."

"I see." Kubra turned his back from Piper. The blonde looked down, finding the hardwood floor much more interesting than the man in front of her. "Piper," he said, his tone dull. Lifting her head, she looked back at Kubra, noting how his back muscles could be seen tensing through his suit jacket. In a matter of seconds, Kubra turned around and sharply backhanded Piper. She bit back a cry of pain, her cheek burning furiously. "You should know by now, that I don't like liars," he spoke calmly, "Correct your ways. Understand?"

"Yes sir. I understand," she responded through gritted teeth.

"Kubra. Not sir," he corrected.

"Right. I understand Kubra," she repeated.

"Good. Now go back home and get cleaned up. Oh, and you might want to get your hair trimmed. I don't think anyone would find it attractive for you to have the ends of your hair burnt, now would they?" he asked, walking around the desk again and sitting back in his chair.

"No, you're right. I'll get right on that."

"Excellent. I will contact you when are needed again. You can leave now." There was no point in responding since Kubra already turned back to the window. Piper walked out of the office, mentally swearing. She was so pissed at Kubra and at herself she didn't pay attention to where she was going and ended up crashing into someone.

"Hey! Watch where you're going assho-," she stopped herself once she recognized the person on the other end of her stupidity. It was Kubra's highest ranking agent, not to mention the first person ever recruited by her boss, Fahri. "I am so sorry Fahri! God, I'm such a fucking idiot," she stammered.

He laughed, "It's fine, Chapman. Did you just come from Kubra office?" she nodded. "And how did that go?"

"It could have gone better. And now Kubra's on my ass. This whole day has been shitty."

"Trust me kid. I've been there. Anyways, no need to worry. I'll get Kubra to ease off you a bit," he said, smiling.

"Thanks. I owe you." she replied.

"Just be careful, okay?" he asked, his eyes softening. Even though Kubra raised her, Piper was always a little closer to the agent. She nodded once more and he smiled in response. They said their goodbyes and parted ways.

Piper thought about taking her motorcycle back to her apartment, but decided against it. She could just hail a cab. After spending three minutes trying to get a cab driver's attention, and another fifteen riding in the back of a car that smelled like fast food, Piper finally got to her apartment. She immediately walked into bedroom and pulled her gun out of her waistband. The young woman emptied the magazine, removed the silencer, and put each item in her desk drawer. Piper looked at the calendar on the desk. June 7, 2013. Now she remembered. It was her birthday, and she forgot. Deeply sighing, she walked over to her bed plopped onto her mattress and laid back. Slowly, she turned her head over to the bedside table she had and extended her arm out to grab the picture frame that was on the edge.

She sat up, staring at the photo. Ten years. That's how long it had been since the picture had been taken. It was of her and the only woman she had ever loved. Her Alex. They had the picture taken at some street festival that they had found walking down the streets of New York. Alex had convinced her to take the photo with her on that day. It wasn't like there was a scenery behind them or any funny clown in between them. But that's was why Piper loved the photo so much. It was just them and only them. Unfortunately for Piper, Alex ended up breaking up with her two years later.

Piper blinked back tears that were threatening to fall as she put the frame back on the table. She looked at the time. 2:10. It was still early in the day and yet she still felt so exhausted. Getting up, Piper walked to the kitchen to make coffee. Picking up the container of coffee grounds, she shook it only to feel no weight to it. Empty. "Dammit," she swore. She decided just walk down to Starbucks down the street.

"I'll take a large house blend, please." Piper didn't understand what the big deal was with Starbucks. All the WASPy girls in front of her ordering the weirdest drink names. Mocha Cookie Crumble with chocolate drizzle. 'Who puts cookies in coffee?' she thought. 'This place is just too fussy for me.'

"Here's your coffee ma'am. That'll be $4.50." Not to mention expensive. She could spend five bucks on a bag of coffee grounds that would last at least a week. She should have just gone to the store, but nearest grocery store was half a mile away and she was not going to spend an extra twenty bucks for a taxi. She handed the cashier a five, "Keep the change."

She took her coffee and went over to the table with the cream and sugar. She made her coffee the way she liked and was ready to sit down when the door opened and two women laughing entered. 'That laugh...' Piper looked over at the door and looked at the women. The one on the left was short, maybe 5'4, wild hair, but Piper could care less about her. It was the one on the right that caught her attention. Brunette, 5'10, secretary glasses, and a deep raspy voice. No fucking way.

Alex Vause.

Happy Fucking Birthday, Piper Chapman.

So there we go. That is the first chapter of this story. I don't know how long this fanfiction is going to be, but I will try to update once a week. However, I will be starting school soon, so the updates won't be consistent. I really would appreciate if you guys would tell me if I make any mistakes and if you guys could review. Thanks a bunch.