Title: Savior -Sequel to Alive
Rating: R for future chapters and plus some language
Author: Onyx Wildcat
Fandom: Pitch Black
Pairing: Riddick and Jack...?
Disclaimer: I do not own Riddick or any other character from PITCH BLACK. This is merely to entertain the silliness that is Riddick! ((Grins))
Feedback: Please! It's what I LIVE for!! Tehe
Summary: The truth is harder then fiction...
Authors Note:: I couldn't help myself.. I had to write a continuation for all my lovelies!!::
Search lights blinded the darkness with their unforgiving glare as guards patrol the outer rim of the massive electrified barbed wire fence. The cool summer breeze danced about the shadows as sad eyes peer out into the night. Nothing stirred within the blank white walls of the mental hospital.
"It was all a dream..." A soft voice murmured as she rocked back and forth on the hard mattress. "Everything I thought was real.. Has been one fucked up dream.." Strange laughter pours passed pale lips as she wraps her thin arms about her knee's.
"All this time.. Everything I ever wanted.. Just a dream.. Never real.."
The metal door clicked open with a loud creak letting a flood of white light pour into the darkened room. She keeps her empty gaze on the window, ignoring the young woman drifting into the room next to her.
"Miss Audrey? It's me Sarah." The nurse gently coaxes. "It's time for your Meds honey."
With a whisper of a sigh, Audrey turns to Sarah and opens her mouth. Carefully four large pills are placed on her tongue. "Ok Hon, here's the water." Sarah explains as she brings a small cup of water to Audrey's lips. Slowly the cool water dances in her mouth making it easy for her to swallow the pills.
"That's a girl. See? Not so bad right?" Sarah gives a genuine smile and takes the cup back. "Now you just lie down and get some sleep, those should help with the nightmares." Sarah leans over and helps Audrey under the sheets tucking her in. "Now if you need anything, you just press the blue button on your nightstand and I will come in and check on you ok?"
Audrey nods slowly, her eyes a faded gray unlike the brilliant blue green that used to sparkle in the darkest of room. "Got it.." She murmurs in a scratchy voice, her mind half in and out of reality as Sarah takes one last look at her before leaving the room.
"Goodnight Audrey." Sarah whispers with a sadness pouring from her gentle gaze as the door locks behind her.
"I guess I need the sleep..." She thinks aloud as the Meds take their effect , "I'm not as broken as he thought.. I'm a fighter... I'm a killer.. I'm his Jack.." With her last fighting breath she slips into the void of timeless sleep where she is finally laid to rest in the welcoming arms of unconsciousness...
On a ship so far away from humanity, hiding within a blanket of stars a screen flashes blue. Sending eerie waves of light over a sleeping face. The only sound within the silent walls is the humming of the engines heading out into the unknown.
The flashing light becomes too intense and pulls him from his dreamless slumber. A strong heartbeat speeds up as a deep yawn echoes through the darkness. "What the hell?" A deep voice asks as liquid silver orbs flash towards the screen. Twisting his head back and forth he lets out a deep satisfied groan as he snaps the kinks out his neck.
"Alright Holy Man, this better be important." He leans forward and accepts the call only to see a very distressed Imam on the monitor. "I take it you got some bad news."
Imam takes a moment to pull in a deep needed breath, "I hate to bother you Mr. Riddick." His usually calm tone now filled with sorrow. "It has been a while hasn't it?"
"Get to the point." Riddick growls slightly annoyed. "Look I've got to catch up on some sleep before I get to the shipping lanes. So do me a favor and make this quick."
Imam sighs softly closing his eyes. 'Ok this is getting old.' Riddick mutters silently to himself as he folds his hands in his lap waiting. "Mr. Riddick, I have bad news... Audrey.. Young Jack.. Passed away.."
Riddick felt his heart stop, and for the split second his whole existence just vanished. "Say again?" Keeping his voice as normal as possible he fought his mind from having a complete meltdown.
"I'm so sorry... The hospital officials claimed she had a heart attack last night when she fell asleep." Imam was clearly shaken, even through his strong collected exterior, he was falling a part. "I was informed a few minutes ago. I realize you told me to never reach you unless it was of terrible importance..."
Riddick just sat there.. His shoulders slumped forward as his large hands gripped the top of his legs.. "Jack's dead?" Was the only thing that slipped passed his jaws as he let the truth sink in.
"Yes Mr. Riddick.. I am terribly sorry.." Riddick finally got a grip of himself and clenched his jaws shut, "Thanks Holy Man.. Don't worry about it." There was nothing left to say, Imam had said his peace and understood that Riddick was a man of few words. "May Allah be with you." Was the last thing Imam said before Riddick disconnected the call.
Time passed very slowly as he sat in the pitch black of the cock pit. Nothing mattered, the only thing he could think about was young Jack, with those beautiful eyes, looking up at him. That was the last thing he saw before he left.. Her beautiful smile, so full of life and hope..
"YOU BASTARD!!"
A thundering boom slammed against the metal walls of the ship as his body collapsed to the floor with a crash. Pain, guilt, sadness, and anger devoured every ounce of his soul all at once sending his emotions over the edge. "No! Why Her?! She was a good kid! I FUCKING HATE YOU!" Riddick howled as tears streamed down his face and dripped in a rain of sorrow towards the deck.
Jack was the only thing good in his life, that was the ONLY reason why he left her behind. He didn't want her to turn out like him! She deserved a normal life, something he never had. But no.. God had to be a piece of shit and take her away! "This ain't right... Snap out of it Riddick." He growled commanding himself to get a grip.
Through his purple haze of sight a stream of red pulsed through his vision. "Calm down.." His voice lowered as he wiped the remaining human tears from his intense features and stood up. Clearing his thoughts he sat himself back in the pilots seat.
That's when it hit.. "Hospital Officials?" As quickly as the thought swept over his brain he placed a call to Imam..
"This is Imam?" His tired face greeted Riddick with a calm expression, "Oh hello Mr. Riddick. What may I do for you?" He knew there was going to be questions..
"You said something about Hospital Officials? You never told me Jack was in a hospital.." Riddick was keeping his cool, when all he wanted to do was scream.
Imam nodded slowly and closed his eyes, "I did not know myself until I got the call Mr. Riddick." He brought his gaze back to the silver glare that watched him from the screen, "I had not spoken to young Jack for over a year now. The last time I saw her face was on a screen much like this one.."
Imam's voice broke as the memories swam through his mind and poured from his lips. "She expressed to me that she was doing well and that she had set out to find you. I was against it, for her sake. But we both know how young Jack can be. She insisted that she was old enough to take care of herself. So I gave her my blessing.."
"When was this exactly?" Riddick asked rather impatiently. 'Don't tell me it was her birthday.. Please don't tell me..' His mind begged with anticipation.
"On her 21st birthday.." Imam replied rubbing his forehead with his hand. His thoughtful eyes filled with emotion as if something was trapped in the back of his mind.. Not realizing Riddick had seen it.
"Holy Man I need a favor from you." Riddick leaned forward, "Get me the coordinates to that Hospital ASAP. I think I'm going to pay them a visit."
"But Mr. Riddick.. I wouldn't advice on such a rash action." Imam interrupted with concern in his voice. Riddick raised a brow and glared at the Holy Man's image, "Oh? Why's that?" His voice holding some slight rebellion. "Because Mr. Riddick, I don't wish any harm to befall on you after such a tragedy as this."
'Who'd a thought? That hoodoo Holy Man actually gives a shit about my well being? No wonder I saved his ass.' He chimed to himself as a smirk danced over his lips. "Don't worry about me Holy Man, I'm not gonna cause too much trouble. Besides, I'm dead remember?"
Imam merely shook his head and sighed. "Yes Mr. Riddick, I'll send the coordinates. You should have them shortly."
"Thanks." Riddick murmured, in his own way, and as subtle as it was, he was grateful.
"Goodnight to you." Was all Imam said before cutting off the call. Leaving Riddick with coordinates to the Mental Institution that held Jack for the last year of her life.
He had no idea why she had found herself in such a place, little did he know that the truth was more horrifying then any nightmare.