Riddick: Unbound

"Of Caesar and Sinner"

Synopsis: After the Riddick: Bloodhounds incident, Riddick finds himself on a new planet, and ready for a new adventure. Not that his life hasn't been filled with adventure already, still…..

"….a restless soul that courts the anger of gods, is not a soul that fears its own destiny".

What is it that Riddick may be afraid of? Well, the one thing that may send shivers into his spine is that the time given him has been wasted.

As a born Alpha Furyan, life, as he sees it, should be filled with adventure, if not, then the existence one has been given has become unsubstantial and is a sin.

The purpose of any Furyan is to, with their next breath, be considering their next move. There is always of something they could do, or something to be learned. To experience the full range of emotion the universe has to offer one has to live it. To sit and wait for something to occur is to spit in the eye of God. The creator has given YOU life, it is appreciated that you not throw it away. Given this, it is the unwritten code to their nature.

Now, as such, the Furyan race can be seen as a young, suborn peoples (of which planet many of its youth, at an early age, leave to witness the galaxy), and, in the history books, this may have been the reason Zhylaw may have felt a bit anxiety in attempting to hunt all of them down (after his attempted massacre on Furya). Anyway, Zhylaw felt confident that he had killed the Furyan prophesied to destroy him. Still, with anguish, the idea lingered that he had not (all of which is seen in the Chronicles of Riddick).

Continuing onward (after Riddick: Rule the Dark) the man with the eye shines starts anew. What adventures await him (?) Riddick is unsure, but what he does know is that the verse which he is experiencing right now is dull and boring, and that will not do. To Caesar over a new adventure would keep him from becoming a sinner, a crime to his faith, and Riddick is all about staying faithful.

Author's note: This is an aggressive venture on my part, and I wish to express my thanks to the creators of a universe that has enthralled me, the Riddick Universe. I really have enjoyed Riddick and I hope to see more to come from Vin. Z

***** Trouble *****

There he sat, at the counter…the counter of a no-name bar, in a no-name town, on a no-name planet; he sat there, staring straight ahead.

The light overhead was shiny; actually it was shining directly upon him. It was just enough illumination to cast a glow upon his wide shoulders, enough to bring him into the spotlight, which may, or may not have been a good thing, depending on one's point of view.

He was gathering attention already, he knew, but what the hell. He didn't go looking for Trouble, and he tried to avoid it whenever possible. However when encountered…..he did not yield to the entity, he did not move away or alter his path. Should Trouble find him, then he faced it head-on, and most of the time he was the one left standing.

Still, on this night, at this moment, Trouble had found him, and it was not eager to acknowledge his superiority. It did not find him interesting, or a menace, or tantalizing or anything else. It found him a curiosity, nothing more, a curiosity that may, if certain individuals be encountered, gain someone a pocketful of coin (should they prove worthy enough to take it from him?).

Yes, Trouble had found him, and it found him curious, and what happens when something is found to be curious, well it is explored.

***** Three Thugs *****

There were three men sitting at a back table in this bar, three men who called this planet home. Three individuals who had witnessed Riddick come in and take a seat at their counter, three strangers that didn't care that the man, who was sitting there, was big, and mean looking (from their experience, sometimes whose types were the biggest pussies of all, so who cared what Riddick looked like?). In their view he was only a lump on a log, a bump in the road, someone worth robing, if he had the coin.

Harvey, Grim & Harris were all looking for something to do, entertainment for the night, and if that entertainment meant robbing somebody and beating them senseless, well, they were OK with that. They looked over at the man sitting at the bar. Sure he was big, and had big muscles, but it would still be three against one, how could they lose? They emptied their chairs and approached him together.

Full glass of brew before him (untasted) Riddick wore his goggles to hide his eyes. It wasn't from fear or anything, it was from something else entirely (in actuality the light at the bar was too bright for him), still it only made the three men approaching him that more curious.

Riddick had his arms folded in front of him and he was thinking in review...

He had sat upon the throne of the Lord Marshal, Overseer of the Underverse, faith of the Necromongers and Lord Intent on bringing new converts into their fold. Still it meant nothing to him.

During his stint as Lord Marshal, Riddick had neither been impressed, nor been shown anything that would desire him to become a convert. The spells that he'd witnessed, and the conjurings, could have easily been produced such as parlor tricks by a wizard. It meant as much to him as the rumors he'd heard on Crematoria, of a demon living at the molten center of its core.

Riddick wasn't easily impressed with the universe that he lived in, not that he was a god, a divinity himself, and beyond the score of man, he was not, he was only a man, and ill be those who would say that his soul was bound or destined for something that was not of his choosing.

No, Riddick wasn't afraid of death, it was like a tattoo on his shoulder, a mark that told him that it was always there, something which could not to be washed away, however neither could religion.

He had faith, but not as such that he could live his life in a temple and read scripture all day. His God told him that the greater sin was NOT to experience the wonders of the galaxy. That one's soul was wasted if it sat on its ass all day and did nothing.

Riddick lived by this rule, and would see to be sure that he did not anger his God.

Riddick was searching for something, for love maybe, and also it was in his brain to maybe father a child.

"Kyra, I need you", the idea ran through his brain.

Riddick was about to experience something he never had before, love, or maybe something else?

He became aware of a presents, the shadow of three man surrounding him, and he smiled.

END CHAP 1