A/N: For those of you who may have read Connections and are still waiting for the sequel... I am so sorry! I'm still working on my original story, but I just saw the new Riddick movie and a plot bunny attacked me. It's been gnawing at my brain. I had to write it or I was going to crawl up the walls. Once I am done writing the first arc of my original story - that I can't seem to get anyone to read - I swear I will write that sequel.
Anyway, please enjoy this everyone!
"Not for me." His words hung empty in the air, hollow and meaningless, "Not for me!"
His shout was emptier then his first denial and all Carolyn could think as he disappeared from her view was that Richard B. Riddick had better not make her death mean nothing. Any coherent thoughts were obliterated a moment later as her entire body was violently jarred, knocking her out of her shock... And the alien predator's grasp. For a breath-taking, painful moment, she was free-falling – her blood seeming to flow upward in crimson streamers she couldn't see – before she collided with stone and bounced down the stepped canyon wall until she hit the muddy ground. Survival instinct was the only thing that kept her from screaming.
Her senses came more alive a second later than she could remember them having ever been. The creatures were fighting near her; head butting, thrashing and snapping teeth. One came close to her and another tackled it. The two creatures started fighting as well and Carolyn Fry realized that they were fighting over her. On pure instinct and adrenalin she started crawling and dragging herself over to the only source of light that she could see; blue-white and pure. Faint, but their. It was her only chance and she had said that she would die for them, not for him. Carolyn had every intention of sticking to that.
It turned out to be another cave with the glowing maggots. She just barely got out of the predator's reach in time, but still got another, nasty would from their claws along her calf. Carolyn pressed herself against the back wall of the cave and sat there, her legs drawn up to her chest, trying to make herself as small as possible. She stared unblinkingly at the cave mouth, watching the creatures fighting and trying to get to her. Dizzily she realized that she just might, possibly, survive if she could stay in the cave until the eclipse was over.
By the time it was it had been five years and the glowing maggots had eaten some of the flesh off from her corpse... And turned into more of the predatory creatures. The freezing temperatures that came from the lack of sun preserved the rest of her body, keeping them from eating the rest of her. When the suns finally returned the landscape quickly turned from arctic to desert again and Carolyn Fry's body mummified before it could even rot.
A few months later her remains were found – by accident – by an agent of the Company when they noticed the piles of bones around the cave mouth. The Company wanted to know what had happened to their ship and reviving her flesh to extract the memories was their best option, short of cloning someone... Which was a none option, as they couldn't find any genetic samples. So they cleared the bones away from the cave and retrieved her body. But when they revived the body they encountered a problem; they weren't just dealing with a body, they had a person.
A/N: So, anyone curious where this is going? Please let me know if you guys are actually reading this!