Disclaimer: The Characters of Jack, Riddick and Iman belong to USA Films, David Towhy, etc. I'm just having a little fun here. OK, I confess. I'm doing this because it's the only way to get the Muses off my back G.
Riddick's Death
Copyright 2003 By Cassandra Houston
Chapter One: The Return of Richard B. Riddick
He'd found her again. She could hardly believe it when he'd grabbed her and dragged her into the dark breezeway between two buildings at her school.
"Hello, Jack." He'd said. He was wearing dark goggles, as usual when the light was so bright.
She'd frowned. "Riddick?" she said, completely disbelieving. She smiled, some of the kid in her coming out. She threw her arms around him and he tensed. She backed off and looked at him. "What are you doing here?" She asked. "You don't have to do that." She said as she watched him look around as a couple of kids jogged past their hiding place. "You're dead. You know that." They'd exchanged a few letters over the past several years. He'd gotten away before they landed. Iman had called and been given instructions how to land the shuttle.
Jacqueline had gotten her first letter six months later, when her parents had dumped her at this school. For once she wasn't all that upset. Iman had been made headmaster of this school. Being the only two survivors, she was comfortable with him. And he'd delivered the first letter Riddick sent her.
Jacqueline,
To let you know I'm safe.
R
Iman's was exactly the same. Jacqueline had written Riddick back, even though she didn't know exactly how to send it. She told him about the story they'd fed the authorities. That no one was looking for him. She wished she could send it.
And one night a tall man with blonde hair had grabbed her and dragged her into the very same breezeway she was in now. She was scared to death. "I was sent by Riddick." He'd said. He looked at her and asked. "Anyone not ready for this?" In the same way Riddick had said it to her on that planet. Almost a year ago. She knew that this man was safe. She spoke the words she'd spoken before. "Never had a doubt." He nodded as she relaxed. "He sent me to check on you and Iman."
Jacqueline made the man wait while she went to get the reply she'd written months ago.
Since then people hired by Riddick had snatched her several times into this breezeway. They continued a correspondence. About every month or so. For almost a year.
And now he was here.
"Maybe." He said. He looked at her. "You're growing up. Don't look so much like a boy anymore."
Jacqueline flushed, remembering how she'd passed as a boy. Riddick grinned at her. He asked, "How old are you now?" His voice was as deep and unhurried as she remembered it. And it brought her comfort.
"Seventeen." She said and watched him as he nodded. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Just checking on you." He said. She wished she could see his eyes. "I'll be close, Jack."
And he disappeared.
The planet the school was on was very bright. The moons were only about half the brightness of the suns. The nights were like a cloudy day. She would walk at night into the woods surrounding the school and would always be found by Riddick near the caves west of the school. They'd spend hours talking and became very close.
Calvin Andrews had been watching her. He'd asked her out on several dates and she'd refused. She didn't like him. He was just slimy as far as she was concerned. He got angrier and angrier with her the more she ignored him. And then he did it.
When she was coming back from one of her midnight walks she was grabbed and dragged into the usual breezeway where she met Riddick's messenger. But she was not facing Riddick's messenger. She was facing Calvin Andrews.
He grabbed her and shoved her against the wall. "You stuck up little bitch." he hissed, grabbing her chest roughly. "Who you meeting on these walks of yours?" He tried to force his tongue in her mouth and she bit it. He slapped her so hard she landed on the ground. He was on top of her in an instant. "Is he as good as I am?" He growled as he groped under her skirt.
She was found the next morning and sent to the school's hospital. The told her she would recover, but that Calvin's beating had left her uterus ruptured. It would be removed that afternoon. She would never be able to have children. That night, as she lay, in pain from the surgery and the rape alone in her room she looked at the window. Through her tears she saw a face. Dark goggles, even in the bright gloom that was night at this place, hid the eyes.
It was Riddick. He watched her for a moment, nodded, and then disappeared.
Calvin Andrews was found in the same place Jacqueline was found. His penis was missing and his eyes had been gouged out. He never saw who attacked him and, no matter what, he never would.
Iman stopped by to visit Jacqueline that afternoon. "Have you seen our friend lately?" He asked her quietly.
Jacqueline looked at him evenly. "No. I haven't even gotten a note from him lately."
The Iman man nodded slowly. "You are very special to him." He said. "If someone were to do something bad to you, he would want revenge for you."
Jacqueline just looked at him, expressionlessly.
"The attack on Calvin is very much like the way a lover would get revenge." Iman said quietly. "A very personal attack. Cutting off his," he broke the sentence off.
Jacqueline had never considered that.
Even though Calvin never spoke to her again, Jacqueline was still very traumatized by the rape and subsequent hysterectomy. It was three months before she could bring herself to take one of her long walks again. It was a special day for her. Her eighteenth birthday. She was considered by law to be adult now. Old enough to leave the school if she wanted to. Old enough to do anything she wanted to.
She walked away from the school and into the forest surrounding it very late. The rest of the school was asleep. She walked deep into it, to a set of caves that went deep into the mountain the school was perched atop. She was deep in thought as she passed the line of caves. She almost jumped out of her skin when she heard it.
"Happy birthday, Jacqueline."
She whirled to see Riddick as he stepped out of the shadows of the one of the caves. She sighed then smiled then ran to him, throwing herself into his arms. He tensed, but returned the embrace, slowly relaxing. She began to cry.
"Shush, Jack." he crooned, pulling her slightly into the cave, still holding her. He stopped and caressed her hair. "It's your birthday. No tears."
His voice vibrated against her body. She sniffed and looked up at him. "It was you, wasn't it?" she asked, still sniffing, her face wet with tears.
Riddick shrugged. "He was a pig." he said. "I gutted him."
Jacqueline nodded, "I knew it was you." she said. "Iman knew it too. He said it was a lover's revenge."
She felt Riddick's arms tighten around her. "I'm not your lover, Jacqueline." He said, quietly.
She looked up at him. He didn't often use her full name. "No, you're not." She said quietly. "You're just my guardian."
He looked at her and she felt as one of his arms moved. He took his goggles off. His silvery eyes looked at her. "No one will fuck with you now." He said, slowly. "They don't know who, but they know you have a guardian. A fucking deadly one."
He released her and backed into the cave. At only a few feet, she couldn't see him anymore.
"Riddick!" She called after him.
"You know where I am if you need me, Jacqueline." He called out of the darkness. "Or want me."
When she got back to her dorm, she found a bunch of her favorite flowers waiting for her.
Riddick's Death
Copyright 2003 By Cassandra Houston
Chapter One: The Return of Richard B. Riddick
He'd found her again. She could hardly believe it when he'd grabbed her and dragged her into the dark breezeway between two buildings at her school.
"Hello, Jack." He'd said. He was wearing dark goggles, as usual when the light was so bright.
She'd frowned. "Riddick?" she said, completely disbelieving. She smiled, some of the kid in her coming out. She threw her arms around him and he tensed. She backed off and looked at him. "What are you doing here?" She asked. "You don't have to do that." She said as she watched him look around as a couple of kids jogged past their hiding place. "You're dead. You know that." They'd exchanged a few letters over the past several years. He'd gotten away before they landed. Iman had called and been given instructions how to land the shuttle.
Jacqueline had gotten her first letter six months later, when her parents had dumped her at this school. For once she wasn't all that upset. Iman had been made headmaster of this school. Being the only two survivors, she was comfortable with him. And he'd delivered the first letter Riddick sent her.
Jacqueline,
To let you know I'm safe.
R
Iman's was exactly the same. Jacqueline had written Riddick back, even though she didn't know exactly how to send it. She told him about the story they'd fed the authorities. That no one was looking for him. She wished she could send it.
And one night a tall man with blonde hair had grabbed her and dragged her into the very same breezeway she was in now. She was scared to death. "I was sent by Riddick." He'd said. He looked at her and asked. "Anyone not ready for this?" In the same way Riddick had said it to her on that planet. Almost a year ago. She knew that this man was safe. She spoke the words she'd spoken before. "Never had a doubt." He nodded as she relaxed. "He sent me to check on you and Iman."
Jacqueline made the man wait while she went to get the reply she'd written months ago.
Since then people hired by Riddick had snatched her several times into this breezeway. They continued a correspondence. About every month or so. For almost a year.
And now he was here.
"Maybe." He said. He looked at her. "You're growing up. Don't look so much like a boy anymore."
Jacqueline flushed, remembering how she'd passed as a boy. Riddick grinned at her. He asked, "How old are you now?" His voice was as deep and unhurried as she remembered it. And it brought her comfort.
"Seventeen." She said and watched him as he nodded. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Just checking on you." He said. She wished she could see his eyes. "I'll be close, Jack."
And he disappeared.
The planet the school was on was very bright. The moons were only about half the brightness of the suns. The nights were like a cloudy day. She would walk at night into the woods surrounding the school and would always be found by Riddick near the caves west of the school. They'd spend hours talking and became very close.
Calvin Andrews had been watching her. He'd asked her out on several dates and she'd refused. She didn't like him. He was just slimy as far as she was concerned. He got angrier and angrier with her the more she ignored him. And then he did it.
When she was coming back from one of her midnight walks she was grabbed and dragged into the usual breezeway where she met Riddick's messenger. But she was not facing Riddick's messenger. She was facing Calvin Andrews.
He grabbed her and shoved her against the wall. "You stuck up little bitch." he hissed, grabbing her chest roughly. "Who you meeting on these walks of yours?" He tried to force his tongue in her mouth and she bit it. He slapped her so hard she landed on the ground. He was on top of her in an instant. "Is he as good as I am?" He growled as he groped under her skirt.
She was found the next morning and sent to the school's hospital. The told her she would recover, but that Calvin's beating had left her uterus ruptured. It would be removed that afternoon. She would never be able to have children. That night, as she lay, in pain from the surgery and the rape alone in her room she looked at the window. Through her tears she saw a face. Dark goggles, even in the bright gloom that was night at this place, hid the eyes.
It was Riddick. He watched her for a moment, nodded, and then disappeared.
Calvin Andrews was found in the same place Jacqueline was found. His penis was missing and his eyes had been gouged out. He never saw who attacked him and, no matter what, he never would.
Iman stopped by to visit Jacqueline that afternoon. "Have you seen our friend lately?" He asked her quietly.
Jacqueline looked at him evenly. "No. I haven't even gotten a note from him lately."
The Iman man nodded slowly. "You are very special to him." He said. "If someone were to do something bad to you, he would want revenge for you."
Jacqueline just looked at him, expressionlessly.
"The attack on Calvin is very much like the way a lover would get revenge." Iman said quietly. "A very personal attack. Cutting off his," he broke the sentence off.
Jacqueline had never considered that.
Even though Calvin never spoke to her again, Jacqueline was still very traumatized by the rape and subsequent hysterectomy. It was three months before she could bring herself to take one of her long walks again. It was a special day for her. Her eighteenth birthday. She was considered by law to be adult now. Old enough to leave the school if she wanted to. Old enough to do anything she wanted to.
She walked away from the school and into the forest surrounding it very late. The rest of the school was asleep. She walked deep into it, to a set of caves that went deep into the mountain the school was perched atop. She was deep in thought as she passed the line of caves. She almost jumped out of her skin when she heard it.
"Happy birthday, Jacqueline."
She whirled to see Riddick as he stepped out of the shadows of the one of the caves. She sighed then smiled then ran to him, throwing herself into his arms. He tensed, but returned the embrace, slowly relaxing. She began to cry.
"Shush, Jack." he crooned, pulling her slightly into the cave, still holding her. He stopped and caressed her hair. "It's your birthday. No tears."
His voice vibrated against her body. She sniffed and looked up at him. "It was you, wasn't it?" she asked, still sniffing, her face wet with tears.
Riddick shrugged. "He was a pig." he said. "I gutted him."
Jacqueline nodded, "I knew it was you." she said. "Iman knew it too. He said it was a lover's revenge."
She felt Riddick's arms tighten around her. "I'm not your lover, Jacqueline." He said, quietly.
She looked up at him. He didn't often use her full name. "No, you're not." She said quietly. "You're just my guardian."
He looked at her and she felt as one of his arms moved. He took his goggles off. His silvery eyes looked at her. "No one will fuck with you now." He said, slowly. "They don't know who, but they know you have a guardian. A fucking deadly one."
He released her and backed into the cave. At only a few feet, she couldn't see him anymore.
"Riddick!" She called after him.
"You know where I am if you need me, Jacqueline." He called out of the darkness. "Or want me."
When she got back to her dorm, she found a bunch of her favorite flowers waiting for her.