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Chapter 4: Kill the Furyan

Song: Immigrant Song by Karen O, Trent Reznor, and Atticus Ross

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Riddick's POV

After walking by the rows of warships we come to a ship that looks like its got a temple carved in to a rock face in the front.

"This way." the woman from earlier says with the sweep of her hand up the steps.

We walk through the doors into a hall that looks like it's been made out of a bunch of different metals and materials. There are scenes of battles and conquests in the floor design and stained glass.

"The last six Lord Marshals have called this home. Magnificent, isn't it?" The woman says as she notices me looking around. Shit this all just looks like someone was trying too hard to me.

"I might have gone a different way." I say. Someone chuckles behind me.

"True of us all." The man giving the speech earlier says as he walks by me.

I turn to watch him slightly, and see people on what looks like meat hooks down one of the hallways.

"Converts receiving the mark of the Necromonger. They learn how one pain can lessen another." The woman says as she touches my arm lightly and leads me down another corridor.

After a few minutes she leads me into a large circular room, with a balcony above it. In the center is a raised platform with a soft glowing light underneath it.

The woman leads me to the platform and then circles me. She should get her looks in now, cause I ain't staying for long. "There now. That is just… perfect."

That's when I feel something begin to pull on my muscles...almost rooting me to the spot.

"The more you resist them, the greater the damage will be." The woman says as she exits the room. All of the doors leading out close and I see the Lord Marshall fucker above me on the balcony.

Suddenly there is a mechanical hiss and four of the panels rotate and reveal egg like cocoons with what looks like mummified bodies in them. "A new one...You've brought us a new one!" One of them whispers.

"Making entry...This won't take long." Another one says and I feel the strain on my muscles grow.

"We've entered his neocortex. Ahh! The Riddick!"

I can feel them... like her ghosting fingertips on my spine, I can feel their fingers trying to dig under the surface.

"Scanning fresh memories." One of the corpses hisses.

"Thoughts of someone called River."

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River's POV

She's sitting on the edge of one of the cliff like cells when it hits her with the intensity of a freight train...She feels it...feels their lies and needles in the brain.

"Riddick." His name escapes her lips.

She feels him resisting...feels his muscles strain against the pull. Her hands begin to shake violently as she grips the edge of the rocks to try and ground herself.

She wants to scream...wants to tell him to run...burn the memories of her. But all that comes out of her mouth is a whisper.

"Furyan."

And just as quickly as she felt him...the feelings are gone, but her body still shakes and she can barely keep herself from falling to pieces.

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Riddick's POV

"Riddick!" Her voice whispers in my mind.

Their fingers are like daggers in my skull, and I can see my memories they drag up in the back of my eyelids.

"She went to prison." Books voice echoes.

"Furyan." River's voice echoes again.

"Furyan." One of the corpse things repeats.

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The Lord Marshall is not pleased. It had been a long time since he had heard that word.

"Where does he come from? Who are his people?" He asks the quasi-dead. "These are the things I need to know." He demands.

"We find energy...We find Furyan energy." A quasi-dead hisses.

After a few seconds of quiet the other quasi-dead begin to hiss..."He's Furyan! Furyan! A Furyan survivor!"

"Kill the Furyan! Kill the Riddick!"

Now the other three quasi-dead begin to hiss and echo the same thought. "Kill the Riddick! Kill the Riddick! Kill the Riddick!"

The Lord Marshall is not pleased. "Kill the Riddick." He states with venom in his voice.

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Riddick's POV

I feel the pull on my muscles cut off, and I can move again...Just as four armed guards jump over the balcony railings and onto the floor near me. Fuckers have another thing comin' if they think they are going to get the best of me.

I pick up the knife I shoved into the guy earlier and dodge the first guards attempt to slice off my head with a spear. Fucker's too slow and I find the sweet spot with my blade the minute he pivots.

No time to waste on the other fucks though... I see a door open to the side of me and sprint out of it and out the main hall.

I make it out the hall and down the steps before I hear them behind me, and I quickly fish into my pockets as I sprint towards the city.

"Serenity...come in."

"Riddick? What's going on?" Mal answers quickly. His voice is laced with urgency.

I push myself to run harder. "Got some fuckers... tailing me...Gonna need a little... help with this one."

"Roger. Get to the Old Square...we'll have the cover."

I jam the com back into my pocket as I hit the city limits.

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...Back on the Necropolis...

The Lord Marshall strides towards Dame Vaako who stands talking to two other female Necromongers.

"A word Dame Vaako." He says as the three women bow slightly to him.

"Certainly Lord Marshal." She says as she follows him.

He waits until the other women are out of earshot before he begins.

"Your service to me has been most appreciated in these recents conquests Dame Vaako." The Lord Marshall says as they continue to walk along the upper walkway.

"Thank you my Lord," she says as she follows him.

The come to an outer balcony in the Necropolis and he looks out over his troops.

"I was hoping to call upon your talents again. I want you to probe the quasi-dead for further memories from the Riddick."

"Is there anything specific my Lord like me to look into?"

"I need to know more about him, and if he knows anything of the girl."

Dame Vaako hides her smirk of satisfaction. "Of course my Lord, it may take some time though."

"Just do it." The Lord Marshall says as he turns and walks away from Dame Vaako.

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...Few minutes later...

The streets of New Mecca are deserted. Its almost like a ghost town of the bustling city that was just there a few hours ago.

"Jayne, you seeing anything?" Mal says into his com unit.

"Nada. Might be he's trying to lose em fore he gets to us." Jayne's voice comes in.

The muscles in Mal's jaw tense. "Well just keep um' ready, just in case. You too Zoe."

"Roger sir." Zoe's voice echoes into the com.

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Riddick's POV

I can feel them hot on my heels. Chasing me through the maze of the burned city. The foot soldiers are easy enough to outrun, their heavy armor slowing them down...But the transport shuttle... well, that's proving to be a bit more difficult.

I hear the whir of it's engines overhead now as I bank around a corner. However, my ears also pick up something else...

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As the transport shuttle comes into clear view in the square three rocket launchers fire simultaneously. The shuttle didn't even have a chance for evasive maneuvers before its hit. It immediately begins to nose dive into the square and the shock of the impact causes Riddick to stumble.

The transport shuttle is skidding along the square now, straight towards where Riddick is running. It jack-knifes over him and crash lands into the buildings in front of him.

Riddick breathes a sign of relief as he hears boots shuffling up behind him.

"Got to hand it to you, you sure know how to make friends." Mal says as Riddick gets up and dusts off his hands.

Riddick turns around slowly and smirks. "I seem to remember a time when we said the same thing about you."

"He does have a point Mal." Jayne says as he shoulders the rocket launcher and hands Riddick a gun just in case company shows up.

"Well, be that as it may, let's get the hell out of here before more come lookin."

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...Serenity's Bridge a while later...

An alert noise comes on a few seconds after Serenity breaks atmo.

"Wash, please tell me we ain't bein' followed?" Mal says as he looks at the screens.

"We're pickin' up fields here." Wash says as he flips a few switches.

"This is some kind of scan. I don't know. Readin' our Btus, maybe?" Zoe asks as she looks over his shoulder.

"Drop em." Mal says as he takes the co-pilots seat.

"I'm on it." Zoe says as she moves to the back wall to deploy the decoys.

"Let's just hope its enough people." Mal says as he takes the co-pilots seat.

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...A few hours later...

Vaako inspects the burn marks on the ground outside the city. He gets up and walks over to the tracker that he has brought with him while the other men inspect the rest of the burns.

He uses the digital viewer attached to the tracker to magnify the image the tracker is reading up in the sky. It takes a few clicks before it comes into view, but there it is...a clear ion trail, leading off world.

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...Necropolis...

Dame Vaako sits next to one of the quasi-dead, her face immobile, her eyes watching the attached screen as she taps into their most recent subject.

"She went to prison...headed for a world so hot you not survive on the surface...River."

Dame Vaako's eyes snap open and she strides over to her attendant.

"Look for all records concerning prisons where the surface is uninhabitable."

The attendant nods and leaves.

Dame Vaako walks back over to where the image of the girl still lingers on the screen.

"You could be a problem." She says as she disconnects the screen from the quasi-dead.

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Riddick's POV

"Furyan" She says in my dreams. Except this time it's not River's voice calling to me.

"Some of us still remember..."

I wake up and pull a shiv... but just like before, it's only me.

"We must settle our past..."

It's unsettling... how easy the voices creep in now. Both of them... I sigh and swing my body out of bed, and so begins my near nightly ritual of walking into the bowels of Serenity. It's the only thing that seemed to keep the voices and memories at bay.

It had been happening more and more over the last few months. Dreams and voices waking me from sleep... driving me awake and putting me on edge. Every time I tried to dig deeper for answers, for something to go off, they just seem to pull further away.

I'm standing on the catwalk over the cargo bay when I hear him walk up behind me.

"Can't sleep either?" Mal asks.

"Findin it harder and harder to." I reply with a shrug.

Mal sighs as he rests his forearms agains the railing of the catwalk. "We never can catch a break can we."

The air had been heavy with sadness since we broke atmo. Everyone on board had felt it when we lost Inara... and now we had to add Book to that list. Luck never seemed to be on our side.

"Never seems to be in the cards... How are they doin?"

"Luijan and Ziza? They settled in. Put them in the Shepard's old room. Kaylee and Zoe got them some things together. Seem like they more just want to be left in peace for a bit."

I nod in acknowledgment but don't say anything.

Mal's the one to break the silence after a few minutes... "Try to get some sleep."

"Easier said than done..." I say to myself as he walks back towards his bunk.

"Furyan." River's voice echoes the other woman's words.

"An Alpha…the strongest of your kind."

My fists clench around the railing and I feel a heat course through my veins, and I feel the pinpricks on the back of my skull. Now the other woman's voice penetrates my thoughts. "In due time...you will carry the mark..."

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River's POV

The girls tosses... screws her eyes shut...She sleeps but they won't let her rest... She sees the flashes before her eyes, but she doesn't want to...

...We come from the land of the ice and snow
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow...

It's another planet... his planet, and all that lay there were ruins and ash. Headstones and ghosts.

...The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands
To fight the horde and sing and cry, Valhalla, I am coming...

"Furyan." She calls to her.

...On we sweep with, with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the western shore...

Another whole planet lay dead... another secret to burn up her brain... except this time she can't run the numbers, there is no Miranda to chase... no... this wasn't her secret... it was theirs... so why was she forcing it on her?

...How soft your fields, so green
can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war
We are your overlords...

The voice echoes in her brain now unrelentingly. "You keep what you kill..."

...S-so now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
for peace and trust can win the day despite of all you're losin'...

"In due time..."

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AN: Dun dun dun! Oh no, what could it be? Who's flying this thing? Oh right, that would be me. ;) Hope you guys liked this chapter. Till next time.