(Disclaimer: I do not own Jack or Riddick.)
Sitting in space I thought long and hard about leaving Jack on New Mecca with the "Holy man" but I decided against it. I wanted to take her with me and teach her to be fierce and swift. A year after I brought Jack with me she and I were training, more like goofing off. We started wrestling and I heard a gun cock then gunshots filled the air. I shoved Jack out of the way in to a wall so she wouldn't get hurt. I was shot twelve times in the chest and stomach. I fell to the floor with a loud "Thud" next thing I new she had my head in her lap, telling me I'm gonna live to see tomorrow. I promised her that I wouldn't leave her, but I just couldn't hold on anymore.
"Jack." I said straining, then coughing up blood. I set my hand on her cheek and with the last bit of strength I had left, "I love you." Came out of my mouth before I could stop it. She cried for hours after that.
I sat there crouched in a corner watching her hold my bloody head to her nice smooth cheek. I didn't want to leave her there alone but there was nothing I could do. She carved a stone for my grave with 'Richard B. Riddick known murderer and killer, wanted by all and loved by Jack B. Riddick.' She took my name after I took her with me away from New Mecca.
I decided to got to my grave site and watch her for the last time. She pulled out a piece of paper that read:
"Richard B. Riddick"
By Jack B. Riddick
You might be a murderer and a killer
But to me you will always be a thriller
You took me in
You held me in your arms as I if I was your daughter
For my gratitude I did your slaughter
You loved me
Because of you I'm alive
Without you I will not survive
You cared for me
Now you're dead
And I'm full of dread
You brought me with you
I miss you
I love you.
I stood there in the sun of the hot planet we lived on alone with no interruptions, to watch her cry in agony about my death. I was a changed man after almost dying on the "Hell" planet. But mostly 'Riddick' died because of Fry, without her dying for me I would have left Jack with the "Holy man" and Fry. I would have more blood on my hands. I wanted to cry for Jack. She was alone. After she said, "I'M SORRY RIDDICK!" "You said you would never leave me. I need you. You can't leave me now." It started to rain. She didn't' want to leave. She laid down next to my grave and put my duffle under her head and held my goggles for comfort. She started to get wet and cold. She didn't get up. So I walked over to her and said her name.
"Jack." I looked to see if she could hear me or not. "Jack." I repeated.
"Riddick?" she replied. Opening her eyes to see me.
"I'm here to take you home." I picked her up off the ground and I walked her into the light.
AN: I hope you liked this one as much as you liked the first one. Pls R&R
Sitting in space I thought long and hard about leaving Jack on New Mecca with the "Holy man" but I decided against it. I wanted to take her with me and teach her to be fierce and swift. A year after I brought Jack with me she and I were training, more like goofing off. We started wrestling and I heard a gun cock then gunshots filled the air. I shoved Jack out of the way in to a wall so she wouldn't get hurt. I was shot twelve times in the chest and stomach. I fell to the floor with a loud "Thud" next thing I new she had my head in her lap, telling me I'm gonna live to see tomorrow. I promised her that I wouldn't leave her, but I just couldn't hold on anymore.
"Jack." I said straining, then coughing up blood. I set my hand on her cheek and with the last bit of strength I had left, "I love you." Came out of my mouth before I could stop it. She cried for hours after that.
I sat there crouched in a corner watching her hold my bloody head to her nice smooth cheek. I didn't want to leave her there alone but there was nothing I could do. She carved a stone for my grave with 'Richard B. Riddick known murderer and killer, wanted by all and loved by Jack B. Riddick.' She took my name after I took her with me away from New Mecca.
I decided to got to my grave site and watch her for the last time. She pulled out a piece of paper that read:
"Richard B. Riddick"
By Jack B. Riddick
You might be a murderer and a killer
But to me you will always be a thriller
You took me in
You held me in your arms as I if I was your daughter
For my gratitude I did your slaughter
You loved me
Because of you I'm alive
Without you I will not survive
You cared for me
Now you're dead
And I'm full of dread
You brought me with you
I miss you
I love you.
I stood there in the sun of the hot planet we lived on alone with no interruptions, to watch her cry in agony about my death. I was a changed man after almost dying on the "Hell" planet. But mostly 'Riddick' died because of Fry, without her dying for me I would have left Jack with the "Holy man" and Fry. I would have more blood on my hands. I wanted to cry for Jack. She was alone. After she said, "I'M SORRY RIDDICK!" "You said you would never leave me. I need you. You can't leave me now." It started to rain. She didn't' want to leave. She laid down next to my grave and put my duffle under her head and held my goggles for comfort. She started to get wet and cold. She didn't get up. So I walked over to her and said her name.
"Jack." I looked to see if she could hear me or not. "Jack." I repeated.
"Riddick?" she replied. Opening her eyes to see me.
"I'm here to take you home." I picked her up off the ground and I walked her into the light.
AN: I hope you liked this one as much as you liked the first one. Pls R&R