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"Where are we headed to now?" I asked glaring at the direction Carolyn walked off to.
"The ship." I nodded following him out. I glanced behind us seeing the retreating figure of Johns and the others. It was more of a leisurely pace back to the wreckage of the ship. Still we had to sneak around which proved to be easy yet difficult. This place was a barren waste land. We both easily climbed up the side of the ship. The prissy guy was sitting on a chair under an umbrella looking like he was the king of the whole place. There was a clanging noise from behind us.
I looked behind me and saw a man stumbling around at the far side of the ship. He looked beat up as hell and barely conscious. When I looked back up the prissy guy had gone. I looked below seeing him holding onto the scythe for dear life as he stumbled towards the entrance into the wreck. I slowly got up and went to the bottle of whiskey he had been sipping at. I saw Riddick sit down in the chair. With a smile that could be seen as a sneer I took a long sip of the burning liquid. I handed the bottle to Riddick watching the little drama unfold.
The guy stumbling was almost to the door way. I could make out the long haired woman standing behind the door with the scythe. She took a swing but stopped before impaling him. I looked a little farther out seeing the asshole guy pointing the gun at the innocent man. The gun shots rang out loudly. I resisted the urge to laugh.
"We should start moving again…we could get caught pretty easily up here." I pointed out beginning to make the descent to the floor. Riddick followed. "So why does Johns want you so bad?" I asked before realizing the complete nastiness that sentence sounded like. I heard him snort in amusement his mind must have been thinking the same thing.
"I'm the only big time criminal he hasn't been able to keep in a slam." he said his voice almost prideful. "So why does he want you?" my lip twitched dying to turn into a smile.
"Revenge is my best guess." we were coming up towards the weird dirt like funnels in the ground. I heard the rhythmic digging the asshole man was doing under the blue tarp. I watched from behind a funnel. "So are you going to ghost him or should I?" I asked deadly serious.
"I'll do it." he pulled a bone as sharp as a knife out of a pocket and silently crept towards the asshole man. I watched with a twisted fascination. I wanted to see what was so great about Riddick. Why he was such a deadly killer. There was a loud scream of pain, gun shots and weird high pitched squealing. I walked out from behind the funnel to see the long haired woman running wildly towards the tarp and Riddick staring interestedly at what lay beneath.
She threw the tarp up. There was a dark black hole in the hole already made. Blood painting it's walls. She looked up at Riddick. He turned and ran. No one noticed me as they ran passed. I watched wondering what would happen next. I saw a black stick quickly protrude from behind a funnel knocking Riddick off his feet. They struggled for a while before Johns pulled Riddick's goggles off. I saw Riddick squint in pain at the light. He had a light problem too. Johns punched him. He struggled to see unable to fight back. He was punched again.
"What did you do to Zeke?" I heard the woman ask with a pained voice. She back handed him. I took a step forward before looking down at myself. Why was I even trying to help him? I had always been a look out for myself type of girl. I saw Riddick attempt to cover his eyes. "What did you do to him!" she screamed.
"Shazza! Shazza!" I heard the boy yell while Carolyn held onto Shazza's waist.
"Just kill him! Just somebody Goddam kill him before he-" she kicked him in the forehead knocking Riddick momentarily unconscious. I don't know why, but I ran towards the scuffle. All my instincts telling me to run the other way. I ignored them. The boy opened his mouth to yell when he spotted me. I ran passed him. Carolyn had let go of Shazza. With a grunt I tackled the woman to the ground beside Riddick. She looked at me terror clear in her eyes and clogging my nose, but before I could snap my drawn fist at her someone grabbed me roughly by the hair. I grit my teeth in irritation as I was pulled off her. I could barely see if I looked up so I stayed still knowing it was Johns who held me so tightly by the hair.
"Trying to save your boyfriend?" he sneered at me.
"Just a fellow convict, besides you of all people should know what happens to my boyfriends." I said with perfect grace.
"Get up!" Johns ordered pulling on my hair again. I hissed in pain complying. "Hold this to her head." he told Carolyn giving her a gun. I scowled feeling the cool metal press into my skull. I watched Johns pick up Riddick's unconscious body and begin the slow walk of dragging him. I walked silently beside.
Once back inside a different part of the ship Johns went to work on chaining Riddick up. This time he kept his arms spread out weaving the chain above him. Riddick was barely waking up when Johns finished the cuffing. He grabbed my arm pulling me to a loop on the floor.
"Sit down with your hands and feet in front of you." I growled at him. "Do it." I heard the gun cock. I sat down. He looped the chain around my hands and feet before locking it all to the ring on the floor. "If you hadn't broken the bit piece I would of put that on too. Just finish the animal look hmm?" I jumped against the restraints my teeth bared. He backed up looking slightly afraid and turned to Riddick. "What happened?" Riddick glanced at Johns before me.
"there were noises." was all he said. Johns grunted in frustration and left the room. "So why are you captured?" he asked looking at me his face painted in darkness. He no longer had his goggles.
"I ran towards the fight instead of away." I answered looking at my chains. I could get out of them easily…well kind of easily. "I really hate doing this." I muttered beginning the annoying process of dislocating my fingers again. My broken hands slipped from the chains after a bit of struggling. I fixed them all again.
"How'd you get so good at getting out of cuffs?" I looked at him for a moment before looking down at my pale hands.
"A trick someone taught me when I was a little kid; I just kept doing it as I grew up." I shrugged flexing my fingers making sure I didn't break them. It was quiet for a while. I was trying to figure out how to untie my feet, but it didn't seem likely I'd be able to. Sighing in frustration I leaned against the grate next to me. I stared at Riddick who seemed to be sleeping, though I could see all his muscles still tensed ready for anything. I heard a noise and looked over to see Carolyn walking towards us, well towards him actually.
"So where's the body?" she asked sounding like she could give orders. Riddick had his head down still. Ignoring her. She looked down clearly annoyed. "Well you want to tell me about the sounds?" when he didn't answer she looked to me.
"Why would we help you?" I questioned coldly. She shivered and went back to questioning Riddick.
"Look you told Johns you heard something." more silence. "That's fine." Carolyn pursed her lips angrily "You don't want to talk to me that's your choice," she started turning around. "But just so you know….there's a debate right now whether we should leave you here, both of you here to die."
"Afraid are we?" I taunted. Carolyn gave me an annoyed look before walking away.
"You mean the whispers?" his voice was low. She stopped walking and turned back toward him going closer this time.
"What whispers?" she asked in her own whisper sounding frightened. The sharp scent of it burned my nose.
"The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot just to the left of the spine."
"Fourth lumbar down, the abdominal aorta." I shivered in near excitement thinking about it. I knew that spot well. Riddick nodded at me approvingly. Carolyn looked almost disgusted.
"It's a copperish taste, human blood. If you cut it with peppermint schnapps it goes away-" each word brought a fresh look of disgust and horror to her face. I only smiled.
"Do you want to shock me with the truth now?" she asked her voice trying to sound bold. He twisted his head in her direction.
"All you people are so scared of me. Most days I'd take that as a compliment." I listened for any sound of deceit, but there was none. He was telling the absolute truth. "But it aint me you gotta worry about now." I looked to see Caroline staring intently at him.
"Show me your eyes Riddick."
"You'd have to come a lot closer for that." I saw fear flash across her face before she began taking steps forward. They were slow, measured, hesitant even as if afraid he would pop up and kill her any moment. "Closer." his voice sounded almost taunting. I chuckled darkly at the thought earning an annoyed glare from Carolyn. When she was three feet in front of him he did spring forward straining against the chains. Light hit his eyes. They were shined silver. I looked behind me at the sound of footsteps. There stood the boy named Jack.
"Where the hell can I get eyes like that?" he asked his voice- I took a deep breath through my nose. Blood…fresh blood. I looked to the boy once more. I smirked. Jack was a girl.
"You gotta kill a few people." Jack nodded stepping off the stairs.
"Kay I can do it." I smiled to myself. We had a killer in the making on our hands.
"Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they tell you you'll never see daylight again." I looked at Carolyn who looked short of furious. "You dig up a doctor. Pay him twenty menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs." ahh yes I had heard of it, but there was no way I was going to risk my sight to get that type of sight. I already could see in the dark.
"So you can see who's sneaking up at you in the dark?" Jack asked with a low dark note. I could see the potential in the kid.
"Exactly." Riddick sounded pleased with himself.
"Leave!" Carolyn ordered harshly. She must of realized this because she told the boy again in a less harsh tone. Jack frowned deeply but left.
"Cute kid." Riddick half smirk sitting back down. "Did I kill a few people? Sure. Did I kill Zeke?" Carolyn looked expectant. "No. you got the wrong killer." misunderstanding him she turned to me.
"What are you looking at?" I goaded my lip twitching to snarl. She looked back to Riddick.
"He's not in the hole. We looked."
"Look deeper." Riddick and I said at the exact same moment causing him to look at me. Carolyn left looking a little green.
"So what do you think is down there?" I asked looking to my chains once more.
"Creatures." was his low reply. I nodded biting my lip.
"There has to be some way out of these things." I muttered pulling on them. "If only they were tied to a wall…or maybe another pipe."
"You seem crazy talking to yourself like that." I gave him an annoyed look.
"I probably am." I looked to the chains again. A smile curved onto my lips. I was about to start untying my boots when I heard the scream. Without much thought I lurched to my feet. I stood unsteadily as I strained my already sensitive hearing to hear what was going on. Shouts, yelling, more screaming. "Something's happening to Carolyn."
"How do you know it's Carolyn?"
"She's idiotic enough to go into the hole." I answered hearing the screaming and shouting die down. "Well whatever happened we'll know soon enough." I sat back down highly annoyed that I wouldn't be able to escape yet. I relaxed slightly allowing my muscles to rest for the time being. Closing my eyes I allowed my other senses to be my sight. The dangerous musk of Riddick, putrid stink of slightly scorched metal, farther out the tangy scent of fear, sharp scent of sweat. I could hear their voices but not make out what they were saying. I took a deep breath expanding my hearing.
"We're going to need someone to carry those cells Johns." I heard Carolyn's voice say. They were a few feet outside of the ship. I listened for the others. They were in a different storage unit.
"Ya I know." Johns bit out almost annoyed sounding.
"Well? We need to check if the skiff even works." I leaned in closer in the direction of the conversation. There was a skiff?
"Look Carolyn I know. I'm thinking." I heard her annoyed huff.
"I'm going to go check on the others." she began walking away. I opened my eyes and looked around me. Everything seemed slightly darker now.
"There's a skiff." I told him looking back down at my chains. "they need power cells from this ship though to get it working. If only Carolyn told Johns how much the draw was…" I bit my lip.
"You can pilot?" I didn't look at him, but I smiled a slow proud smile.
"I can do more then just pilot." I heard a slight scrap of boot against metal and hid my hands under the chains. Johns walked in with his big gauge. I glared at the blue eyed merc.
"Finally found something worse then me, huh?" Riddick said sounding smug. Johns ignored him leaning a hand against an over hanging arch.
"So here's the deal." he said with his stupid accent. "You work without chains, without bit, and without shivs. You do what I say when I say it." I became aware that he was only talking to Riddick. The beast of a convict seemed to be almost glaring at Johns his silver eyes glinting in what little light there was.
"For what? The honor of going back to some asshole of a cell? Fuck you." I hid my snort with a slight cough. Johns pursed his lip annoyed.
"The truth is I'm tired of chasing you." both of us looked up at Johns disbelievingly. He never gave up. That's what was so fucking annoying about this merc.
"Are saying you'd cut me loose?" his voice quiet, calculating.
"I'm thinking you could of died in the crash." I scowled at Johns. He was only making a deal with one convict here. What was he going to do with me? Leave me here to rot?
"What about the woman?" Riddick asked sparing me a glance. I closed my eyes breathing in the scent of Johns. The thick smell of deceit, fur, and unfiltered lust poured off the man. I sneezed trying to get the disgusting smell out of my nose.
"Don't worry about her." I could hear the leer in his voice.
"My recommendation: do me. Don't take the chance I won't give shiv-happy on your wanna-be ass." this time I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Ok." Johns said quietly completely ignoring me.
"Ghost me mother-fucker. That's what I'd do to you." it happened quickly. Johns pulled his gun from the holster aiming at the Riddick's head. He turned it just in time before Johns shot. With an annoyed look Riddick pulled his hands down the chains fell limply to the ground.
"I want you to remember this moment," Johns sounded high and mighty. "The way it could have gone and didn't." he held out Riddick's goggles. "Here." with swift movements Riddick made a move to grab the goggles, but his other hand swiped the gun from Johns. In seconds it was pointed in Johns terrified looking face. But he didn't shoot…he looked to be struggling with something. "Take it easy-"
"Fuck you!" Riddick cursed loudly making Johns slowly lift his hands in an surrendering posture.
"Do we have a deal?" Johns asked in a quiet voice.
"I want you to remember this moment." he threw the gun down at Johns feet grabbing the goggles looking pissed off to the great unknown and walked out barely even glancing at me. I didn't expect anything from him, but I was kind of hoping he would of at least made Johns leave.
I glared at the merc as he turned slowly around. His eyes glazed over by the morphine he took. He was a well known junkie in the convict world, but these people didn't know. They were clueless. I pursed my lips angrily. He took a step toward me his eyes narrowed.
"What do you want?" I asked in a low voice. I heard the slightest of sounds and glanced behind Johns. There in the dark stood Riddick.
"You want to be free?" I rolled my eyes at him.
"Who wouldn't? but you won't let me will you Johns? I'm too personal for you to let me go." I smiled icily at him. He grunted before backhanding me. My head whipped to the side. I moved my jaw around making sure it wasn't broken. "It's not proper to hit a woman."
"You're no woman." he ground out visibly shaking. I chuckled a smile curling onto my lips.
"Really now? Your scent tells me differently." I waited for the next hit. The pain filtered through my brain. I would have a bruise.
"That is why you aren't a woman. You're a damned animal." he nearly snarled at me.
"You're loosing control Johns." I pointed out with an almost sing song voice. He took another step closer. It was all I needed. My hands shot out one grabbing the damned nightstick from his pocket and the other clenching around his crotch. I heard his strangled gasp. He shouldn't of left his gun on the floor. "Now let's make a deal." I looked up at him. His eyes were watering but no tears fell. "You unchain me, let me walk free on this planet, and when we get off of it you let me get a head start or…." I flexed my grip on the flesh I had in my grasp. He groaned. "Or I make sure you never fuck again. Do we have a deal?" he nodded almost frantically. "Good now unchain me."
"You're going to have to…" he said breathily. I glowered slowly letting go, but replaced my hand with the night stick. He bent down slowly pulling out a key from his pocket and unchained my feet. I stood up threw the night stick down and smiled.
"Now that wasn't to hard Johns." I patted his shoulder roughly and walked out of the ship. The daylight was still too bright for my liking, but my eyes were slowly adjusting to it. I glanced sideways seeing the others piling stuff into a sled. I slowly made my way towards them. When I was close enough I saw that prissy guy stop packing to stare openly at me. He blinked looking quite frightened. I gave him a toothy smile. "Don't worry I won't kill you…" he seemed to relax. "yet anyways." he mouth fell open. I resisted the crazed giggle working itself up my throat. I turned to look away from the annoying humans.
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