Warning: Major Spoilers
((Ayushi: Welcome to my fanfic. This should turn out good. I hope you all enjoy it. If you haven't seen The Chronicles of Riddick this may have some spoilers for you. I tried not to go right out and say them as to not ruin the movie for you but then again I warned about spoilers so I can't be held responsible. Now onto the story.))
Riddick sat looking out over landscape of a new planet. Yet another one, and he still felt no better. He couldn't seem to find what he was looking for. He knew why as well. What he was looking for was long gone. She was what he was looking for, and she was gone. He once more felt something he had only recently been acquainted with. He mourned for her. A ripping feeling left in his chest. It was there everyday. every moment, some worse like right now and others easier.
Nothing made it feel better. Nothing compared to her. He had nothing to live for now like so much of his life before, but he couldn't give up. It wasn't in him. He guessed it was in his blood. A feeble place to keep anything but there it was his determination, his strength his smarts all inherences of a long dead race.
He was alone. Plain and simple. He cared for nothing held nothing dear. That was how he survived for years, but he had tasted the forlorn fruits of companionship and now was poisoned by it. He felt tears springs to his eyes once more as visions of her face plagues his mind. He thanked himself, fore he believed in no loving Gods, for having his goggles on, so no one could see his weakness if they had the misfortune to walk in.
Almost on queue there was a knock on the door. He turned to the closed wooden door hoping they would have the sense to go away. He didn't like to be disturbed. He laid back on his bed of silks which matched the red and black silk clothing they had given him. He still work a black tank and pants under it.
The knock came again. He growled and got up. He yanked the door open. One of the scientist stood there. He was a thin man with bolding black hair. He was wearing the stander attire.
"What?" Riddick growled. The man winced and took a step back.
"I…huh…have a surprise for you, sir," the scientist said shaking a bit.
"Don't care," Riddick said turning to go back to his room.
"I think you will…s..sir," the scientist stuttered. Riddick looked back to the man. It must be important. Most men won't dare disturb him. Let alone talk back to him like this.
"Fine, this better be good," Riddick said a scowl on his face. The scientist stood still surprised and shocked. Riddick tapped his foot showing impatience.
"Oh huh yes one moment sir," he said rushing out of the room. He came in a moment later a girl on his arm. Riddick looked at her and his heart jumped. Could it be? The girl next to him looked almost identical to Krya. He knew for a fact it couldn't be.
He went over and grabbed the scientist's neck. He picked up the man with a roar and drove him into the wall. He held only loose enough to let the man breath so he could get the answer he wanted. The poor man of science looked terrified, and wasn't sure how to react.
"Is this some kind of joke!?" he demanded almost screaming it into the man's face.
"No..no sir," stuttered the meek scientist.
"What you think you can make me a robot look alike and I'll be happy? Or is it a clone? That what you did take her DNA and make me a new one. You think that will make me happy," Riddick screamed at the man his anger coming out.
"No…no sir it is her," the scientist said knowing that wrong words could end his life right there and then.
Riddick looked over at the girl. She looked exactly liked Krya. She stood like her, smelt like her. She even had an annoyed expression on her face he decided that came from being injured. Images of her last moments in his arms came swimming back to him. It was impossible. He had heard her heart stop completely. Her body had gone still.
"No!!" he screamed at the man pushing harder on his neck so the man couldn't breath.
"Riddick," the being behind them called. His heart jumped in longing he quickly turned to anger. It was only a replica that's all it could be.
"No," he yelled once more about to pop the scientist neck off.
"Riddick let him go its really me," she said sounding annoyed behind him.
"Please sir let me explain," the man begged. Riddick dropped the man only to be amused by the explanation the crazy man had come up with.
The man dropped the to the floor and gasped desperately for breath. Riddick had almost killed him and seemed to be enjoying the fact. The scientist got up wiping his robes off dignity. He couched before speaking the knowledge that his next words would either save his life or end it weighing heavily on his chest.
"You see, sir, it is possible to resurrect someone under the proper circumstances. A long time ago a man wrote a book called Frankenstein where he proposed without knowing it the idea that electricity could be harnessed to bring life back to cells. The only problem in that story was he used different part of different people. Actually one whole body freshly deceased with only minor repairable wounds can come back. We sewed her up, got her heart racing again and put some new blood in her making her good as new," he said closing his eyes after words now sure if he was going to die or live to see another day.
He looked back to 'Krya' smirking and asked, "That right kid?"
"Yeah it is. The way I see it you got two chooses 1. You can deal with the fact and except it and gone on doing whatever the fuck you were doing or 2. Don't believe it and kill me. So what it going to be?" she demanded.
The month of rest she had had brought back all her spirits literally. She was feeling spunky after being in a bed for that long, and wasn't in the mood for him to be looking over his shoulder at her for the rest of the time she was the real Krya or not.
"You giving me an ultimatum?" he asked going over so he was only standing a few feet in front of him.
"Yeah I am got a problem with it?" she demanded getting in his face,
"Nice to have you back," Riddick said giving her a small smile, he looked back to the scientist, "You can go this seems to be your lucky day."
The man got out and scuttled out the door as quickly as he could. He closed the door behind him.
"Now what?" Krya demanded.
"Come on I'll show you my room," he said turning back and going inside the room he had only moments before left. He had never imagined he would be showing it to her. Had he known he might have cleaned up maybe.
"Oh is that a come…," she started then paused stunned. She stared at the room in awe.
The ceiling was high and painted with murals of notable events in history. She saw that most of the scenes were full of blood and crying woman. It fitted Riddick well. She looked down at the room. It was huge. Big enough to put a whole jet in or so it seemed. In one corner of the room was a tub of water with jeweled tiles around it. She could have sworn they were real.
She scanned the rest of the room. The chairs and tables had been pushed to one wall. They all looked expensive and well kept for. She noticed the area that the had been in was bare. She wondering if it had been in anger he moved them or rather he just needed the space and hated the clutter.
Her eyes finally rested on his form. He was sitting on a bed made out of the most expensive silks that lucked perfectly smoothed and soft. She almost laughed as he noticed he was wearing clothing similar to that on the bed. She noticed he was still in as good of shape as ever. His muscles showed even through his loose shirt. He was still wearing his small old goggles she had modeled a pair of so long ago.
"You like?" he asked. She blushed and it took a moment to his amusement for her to answer.
"Its nice. Do I want to ask who you killed to get this place?" she asked gathering herself together.
"The leader a of cult really," Riddick said looking smug. He lay back on the bed and patted the area beside him for her to come sit it. She rolled her eyes and sat beside him closer to the window then to him.
"So you won huh?" she asked knowing it was a dumb question.
"You could stay that but I think I lost. Now I got the whole fucking cult looking to me as the leader or some shit," he said annoyed.
"I think you would like leading a whole punch of psychos. Seemed to be your kinda thing," she said plainly. She like knowing she was the only person alive praise enough to talk to him like that.
"Its not as great as you might think," he told her. She snorted at the unbelievable comment.
Another knock came to his door. He reluctantly got up and opened it. A young soldier stood there looking nervous. He had his weapon at his side, but they both could tell it was only for show.
"Sir…huh….We have a…a broadcast from Aereon, the ambassador for the Elementals she wishes to speak to you and only you," the boy said each work stinking of fear.
((Ayushi: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I worked hard to do well with the descriptions and attitudes. This is my first really serious fanfic. I'm more into romantic comedy, but I hope I did alright. Please review but NO FLAMERS. Constructive criticism is fine. but do not flame. Thanks!!!))