Wax Feathers (Temporary title)
A/N: I know! I know! I shouldn't start another fanfiction when I haven't even updated my other one! I'm sorry! So terribly sorry! But I was sitting in class…bored out of my mind….when BEHOLD :choir 'ahh'ing: an idea came to my wee little brain! I wrote it down and I was planning on working on it AFTER I finished the fifth chapter of 'Shadows of Me' (honestly!) but the incessant droning of my history teacher FORCED (well maybe not forced) me to write the first chapter! Then to top it all off I had a THREE mod study right after! THREE! That's…more than an hour! (Can't do math any more…each mod is 25 minutes…HA 75 minutes:-P) So I wrote the first few chapters on paper and wrote another chapter for 'Shadows of Me.' So see it all works out great! I started on a new story AND wrote another chapter…:deep breath: So here it is! Geez… and I complain about my history teacher… HYPOCRITE!
Disclaimer: I don't own the original plot, only my pathetic excuse for one… and I don't own Riddick (dammit) or Jack/Kyra (whoever the hell she wants to be called, Jack first..then Kyra…) or Lord Vakko (dammit…).
Prologue:
"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose."
Dr. Seuss
Choices—a necessary part of everyday life. Everyone makes them on a daily basis. But it seems that every choice I make gets me into a whole shit-load of trouble.
First, I made the choice to leave home (for good reasons I might add) which brought me to the consequent Hunter-Gratzner crash. Then, I made the choice to put absolute trust in one man, my idol, my savior, the one who held my life in his rough, calloused hands. The one who would us in a heartbeat if we became a liability. Bastard left me with the Holy Man first chance he got. Finally, I decided to go after him too blinded my childish idolatry and stupidity.
You've heard his story, the Chronicles of the infamous Richard B. Riddick. The tale of the convict, the man, the idol, the enemy, the hero, the king.
This is my story—the story of Audrey Danielson. My account of my journey as I become Jack B. Badd and ultimately Kyra…Yeah, this is my story. I just hope you're all ready.