*DISCLAIMER* I do not own Riddick or Jack. They are owned by USA Films.
This is only for entertainment and do not sue me. I do own everyone else…
bad or good, I dunno, you make the choice… now go read…
Riddick looked down at his hands. What made him worth anything anymore, and he was stuck with Jack now, he had responsibility over another human life. Of course, he destroyed human life, usually.
He watched Jack sleep contentedly. He could leave her now, with Imam, but he would hate him in the end. Didn't everyone hate him in the end? Sacrifices made, and the benefits thrown away.
Fay Starbreeze looked around her ship. Goddamn piece of shit. She had liked better things, but of course, none of that mattered now. It wasn't hers, and thank god some poor fool wanted to buy it, without even seeing it. Now, to collect her things. She felt a slight twinge of sadness coming on.
She loved this ship, even though it was slowly rusting away and the burners were nice and crispy. Fay sighed and left, never turning back.
Fay walked down the streets of Uséfàce. She used to love walking down the streets, looking at all the different people, but this place had become deplorable and sad. People now out on the streets were only looking for money. Pedistrian wolves turning into pick pockets, women turning into whores, and normal men now slimy and lecherous. Or perhaps, the world had always been like this, but her mother thought better of her and her childhood and shielded it from her.
She stopped by the Windy Tides Inn. Looking around, she smiled to herself. At least this hadn't changed at all. She walked up to the desk and waiting for awhile. " C'mon, give me some damn service in this place, I haven't got all day, mind you!" She yelled at the floozy barmaid, who had worked then before Fay could remember.
Fay gave a menacing glare to her and then sighed. " Sorry, hard day. Can I just have a room?"
The barmaid nodded and smiled sincerely. " No problem, hon, understand completely. Ah, here you go, room 14. 125 credits."
Fay nodded and pulled out her meager card and cringed as she some more of her credits go away. Probably can't even buy a bottle of brandy now she thought somberly. She grabbed her bag and stalked up to her room. She almost ran flat into a monster as she walked down the hall.
She picked up her bag and was in the right of mind to pick a fight, with whoever crossed her path. Yet, when she looked up, she was stopped dead in her tracks and her mind was only set to how beautiful he really was. She forced herself to breath.
He gave a little chuckle and let a ghost of a smile appear on his face. " Lose your nerve?"
Fay growled at him.
A woman had never growled at him. Cursed, bitched, slapped, spit, moaned, begged, screamed, but never growled. He laughed.
Fay's anger rose even more. " You insufferable bastard! How dare you laugh at me?"
Riddick only smiled at her. She had actaully made his day much better, since deciding to leave Jack.
As he started to walk away, Fay turned around and yelled at him, " What are you, a coward?"
Riddick stopped in his tracks, and turned around to face her. " You called me a coward, little girl?" he growled, as he walked up to her.
Fay stood her guard. She never turned away, not from something like him. But the goggles that covered his eyes, covered everything. She could read people's eyes, and their faces. But his stood like stone. His jaw was unmoving and hard. Probably just like the man underneath those clothes she mused to herself.
" What girl? You have something to say?" He asked her, standing toe to toe.
She stared directly in front of her face. She knew not to back down, unless you felt like getting fucked up your ass. " Yeah, and what's your problem." She growled at him quietly.
He laughed. " You must have not done good in slam city, sweetheart." He laughed as his voiced was singed with venom.
Her stance stopped and her eyes looked at up him, trying to see through his goggles. She watched in stunned silence as he took off the goggles, and only blue, silver eyes remained. Oh shit, he's shined she thought to herself. " How would you know if I went to the slam or not?"
He let his hand run down the side of her head and grabbed her throat. " Right there. I see your barcode, Prisoner 76-543-789. 76 to begin with you too?" He grinned.
She looked at him, trying to see through his shined eyes. " Yeah. You in there too, sweetheart?"
Riddick gave a deep laugh. " Would you expect less of me?"
" I don't know; don't know you. You're familiar though…" She thought about it for a moment, his voice, eyes; oddly familiar. Instantly, she regained her cold stance, and quietly whispered. " Let go of me, I"ve had enough."
He pulled his hand down and let it rest by his side. " Just to make you know, I'm going to say when enough is enough." He grabbed both of her arms and pulled them behind her back, within a blink of an eye.
Dashyl Eslari walked into the bar. He had seen her walk into here. He had to find her, and fast. He had some business to take care of.
Fay looked up at him, an evil menacing grin on his face. He pushed her up against the wall. Her senses were whilring and his large body covered hers easily. She wasn't small, but he was huge and intoxiating it seemed.
Riddick bent his mouth down to her lips and just as he was about to make her moan until she cried, he heard a shout. He turned his head, and he let out a low growl.
" Get your hands off her, Riddick!" He yelled.
" You want some of her, Eslari? Want to get some unwilling ass?" Riddick yelled crudely back at him. " Come Eslari, isn't that your style? Rape?"
Eslari's usual soft aquamarine eyes turned dark and cold. " She's my friend, Riddick, and I don't want your serial killing ass to use her."
Riddick let go of her and watch her run of to Eslari. " Yeah, Merc. Who's the real serial killer here?" He stalked away, and back to his room.
Fay smiled at Dashyl. " Dashyl, I haven't seen you since… I don't know when!"
" Fay, Fay…" He sighed sadly. " What did you get into here now, with Riddick?"
Fay shrugged. " He's just a man, nothing more, nothing less…" She quietly trailed off.
" Do you even know who Riddick is?" He yelled at her.
She rolled her eyes at him. " Ash, of course I know who he is." He's a beautiful man, too attractice, and could crush me in one grabs of his massive handsa round my throat. She absently pulled up her collar around her neck. Dashyl hadn't seen the barcode yet on her neck/shoulder. It amazed her Riddick could, in such darkness, of course, he did have shined eyes.
Dashyl sighed, and closed his eyes. " Must I watch you everyday, saving you everytime?"
" I had the situation under control!" She yelled at him, and stalked away towards her room. At least, she thought she did up until the point that he was going to kiss her.
Riddick stalked around the room like an angry, caged tiger. He was edgy. Seeing Fay had made him edgy. Being near her made him feel a type of lust that he had to deal with, but he couldn't see her now. Eslari was around. He hated mercs. Loathed them.
Fay flopped onto her bed. At least a warm, clean bed for once in a few years she thought to herself contentedly. She thought about Riddick now, and how being around him, made her actually feel safe in a long, long time. It scared her to know another serial killed like her could make her feel that way, and made her stomach do flip-flops. He made her want him with a burning passion, and it was painful. Being in pain made Fay a little bit more than edgy… she needed to get it out, and soon. She ran out of the room, screaming like a madman for Riddick.
TBC
A/N: HAHA! Another one from me, are you surprised? I'm on spring break right now, so every waking second I'm not outside, I'll be writing like mad crazy. This was actually written a year ago and I just found it, so excuse any errors that I didn't catch. Hope you like it, I probably will finish this one, sorta. ;) Have fun and go review, or no more stories from me.
Riddick looked down at his hands. What made him worth anything anymore, and he was stuck with Jack now, he had responsibility over another human life. Of course, he destroyed human life, usually.
He watched Jack sleep contentedly. He could leave her now, with Imam, but he would hate him in the end. Didn't everyone hate him in the end? Sacrifices made, and the benefits thrown away.
Fay Starbreeze looked around her ship. Goddamn piece of shit. She had liked better things, but of course, none of that mattered now. It wasn't hers, and thank god some poor fool wanted to buy it, without even seeing it. Now, to collect her things. She felt a slight twinge of sadness coming on.
She loved this ship, even though it was slowly rusting away and the burners were nice and crispy. Fay sighed and left, never turning back.
Fay walked down the streets of Uséfàce. She used to love walking down the streets, looking at all the different people, but this place had become deplorable and sad. People now out on the streets were only looking for money. Pedistrian wolves turning into pick pockets, women turning into whores, and normal men now slimy and lecherous. Or perhaps, the world had always been like this, but her mother thought better of her and her childhood and shielded it from her.
She stopped by the Windy Tides Inn. Looking around, she smiled to herself. At least this hadn't changed at all. She walked up to the desk and waiting for awhile. " C'mon, give me some damn service in this place, I haven't got all day, mind you!" She yelled at the floozy barmaid, who had worked then before Fay could remember.
Fay gave a menacing glare to her and then sighed. " Sorry, hard day. Can I just have a room?"
The barmaid nodded and smiled sincerely. " No problem, hon, understand completely. Ah, here you go, room 14. 125 credits."
Fay nodded and pulled out her meager card and cringed as she some more of her credits go away. Probably can't even buy a bottle of brandy now she thought somberly. She grabbed her bag and stalked up to her room. She almost ran flat into a monster as she walked down the hall.
She picked up her bag and was in the right of mind to pick a fight, with whoever crossed her path. Yet, when she looked up, she was stopped dead in her tracks and her mind was only set to how beautiful he really was. She forced herself to breath.
He gave a little chuckle and let a ghost of a smile appear on his face. " Lose your nerve?"
Fay growled at him.
A woman had never growled at him. Cursed, bitched, slapped, spit, moaned, begged, screamed, but never growled. He laughed.
Fay's anger rose even more. " You insufferable bastard! How dare you laugh at me?"
Riddick only smiled at her. She had actaully made his day much better, since deciding to leave Jack.
As he started to walk away, Fay turned around and yelled at him, " What are you, a coward?"
Riddick stopped in his tracks, and turned around to face her. " You called me a coward, little girl?" he growled, as he walked up to her.
Fay stood her guard. She never turned away, not from something like him. But the goggles that covered his eyes, covered everything. She could read people's eyes, and their faces. But his stood like stone. His jaw was unmoving and hard. Probably just like the man underneath those clothes she mused to herself.
" What girl? You have something to say?" He asked her, standing toe to toe.
She stared directly in front of her face. She knew not to back down, unless you felt like getting fucked up your ass. " Yeah, and what's your problem." She growled at him quietly.
He laughed. " You must have not done good in slam city, sweetheart." He laughed as his voiced was singed with venom.
Her stance stopped and her eyes looked at up him, trying to see through his goggles. She watched in stunned silence as he took off the goggles, and only blue, silver eyes remained. Oh shit, he's shined she thought to herself. " How would you know if I went to the slam or not?"
He let his hand run down the side of her head and grabbed her throat. " Right there. I see your barcode, Prisoner 76-543-789. 76 to begin with you too?" He grinned.
She looked at him, trying to see through his shined eyes. " Yeah. You in there too, sweetheart?"
Riddick gave a deep laugh. " Would you expect less of me?"
" I don't know; don't know you. You're familiar though…" She thought about it for a moment, his voice, eyes; oddly familiar. Instantly, she regained her cold stance, and quietly whispered. " Let go of me, I"ve had enough."
He pulled his hand down and let it rest by his side. " Just to make you know, I'm going to say when enough is enough." He grabbed both of her arms and pulled them behind her back, within a blink of an eye.
Dashyl Eslari walked into the bar. He had seen her walk into here. He had to find her, and fast. He had some business to take care of.
Fay looked up at him, an evil menacing grin on his face. He pushed her up against the wall. Her senses were whilring and his large body covered hers easily. She wasn't small, but he was huge and intoxiating it seemed.
Riddick bent his mouth down to her lips and just as he was about to make her moan until she cried, he heard a shout. He turned his head, and he let out a low growl.
" Get your hands off her, Riddick!" He yelled.
" You want some of her, Eslari? Want to get some unwilling ass?" Riddick yelled crudely back at him. " Come Eslari, isn't that your style? Rape?"
Eslari's usual soft aquamarine eyes turned dark and cold. " She's my friend, Riddick, and I don't want your serial killing ass to use her."
Riddick let go of her and watch her run of to Eslari. " Yeah, Merc. Who's the real serial killer here?" He stalked away, and back to his room.
Fay smiled at Dashyl. " Dashyl, I haven't seen you since… I don't know when!"
" Fay, Fay…" He sighed sadly. " What did you get into here now, with Riddick?"
Fay shrugged. " He's just a man, nothing more, nothing less…" She quietly trailed off.
" Do you even know who Riddick is?" He yelled at her.
She rolled her eyes at him. " Ash, of course I know who he is." He's a beautiful man, too attractice, and could crush me in one grabs of his massive handsa round my throat. She absently pulled up her collar around her neck. Dashyl hadn't seen the barcode yet on her neck/shoulder. It amazed her Riddick could, in such darkness, of course, he did have shined eyes.
Dashyl sighed, and closed his eyes. " Must I watch you everyday, saving you everytime?"
" I had the situation under control!" She yelled at him, and stalked away towards her room. At least, she thought she did up until the point that he was going to kiss her.
Riddick stalked around the room like an angry, caged tiger. He was edgy. Seeing Fay had made him edgy. Being near her made him feel a type of lust that he had to deal with, but he couldn't see her now. Eslari was around. He hated mercs. Loathed them.
Fay flopped onto her bed. At least a warm, clean bed for once in a few years she thought to herself contentedly. She thought about Riddick now, and how being around him, made her actually feel safe in a long, long time. It scared her to know another serial killed like her could make her feel that way, and made her stomach do flip-flops. He made her want him with a burning passion, and it was painful. Being in pain made Fay a little bit more than edgy… she needed to get it out, and soon. She ran out of the room, screaming like a madman for Riddick.
TBC
A/N: HAHA! Another one from me, are you surprised? I'm on spring break right now, so every waking second I'm not outside, I'll be writing like mad crazy. This was actually written a year ago and I just found it, so excuse any errors that I didn't catch. Hope you like it, I probably will finish this one, sorta. ;) Have fun and go review, or no more stories from me.