I'm baaaack!!! missed me? of course you guys did, even if you didn't, pretend you did...so here's another chap and it's still exploring the complex relationship between Jack and our love, Riddick (that sounded like a shrink)...pls R&R, anyone who writes knows how reviews help...and of course I want to thank all the ppl who review, u guys help make my days...btw, pls check my other story, it's called "Tantra", I would really like it...take care
Riddick. As my head lies on his chest, I think about the past few days on the ship. At first, I almost felt awkward with Riddick. Maybe because he seemed uncomfortable around me. But at least that is gone away. Right now, I feel like he never left for five years. I feel like we have always been sleeping, eating and just living together.
But my feelings for him have changed slightly. I don't just see him as my teenage crush and hero. I now see him as a something else. I don't know what yet, but I feel a deeper connection with him. Maybe it is because we are both Furyans. I remember hearing that each race has a special bond. I just can't explain it, not even to myself. I just feel like we understand each other beyond words. It is a wonderful feeling.
Jack. I know that Jack is awake and is thinking hard. But at least the thoughts don't seem to be bad or scary. My hand involuntarily reaches for her hair and starts playing with it. I still can't believe that the kid has such beautiful hair. It's a good thing she outgrew her bald phase.
At least I am finally relaxed around her. Ever since we got on the ship I didn't know how to act around her. But finally I realized that she knows me, the whole me, including the animal. If anything, she embraces it. Once I understood that, everything fell into place. Now, we are living as if we have been living our whole lives together.
My favorite part is sleeping with her. Not only because she is an attractive female, but also because she helps keep my devils at bay. It's ironic how two of the most dangerous people need each other to stop nightmares. If only she knew that I have come to crave her presence. I never thought I would be able to feel so strongly for someone. I didn't even know I could feel anything.
"Riddick, are you going to fix the way I fight with shivs?" Jack asked lifting her head from Riddick's chest and looking into his eyes. Riddick nodded faintly. "Let's go now. I am so pumped." She got up from the bed and gave her hand to Riddick. He sat for a few seconds looking at her. Admiring her.
Jack is wearing a black tank top and a pair of gray sweats which are falling dangerously low on her hips. But even simple clothes look so good on her. Or maybe she is the one who makes the clothes look good. I take her hand and she leads me to the empty area between the cockpit and mess. Everything around us is made of steel, but is painted a dark blue. Tubes and wires travel near the ceiling, accompanied by a few halo lights.
I watch Jack as she takes the elastic off of her wrist and ties her hair in a ponytail. In an instant, she changes her lively face to her animal face. Her eyes glint with determination as she gets her shivs from the pilot's seat. Since we are going to Helion Prime, she wants to be able to fight more people at the same time, with shivs. She wants me to teach her how to be faster and more agile.
I am determined to be as deadly as I can. It is my only way to survive on Helion Prime. I know that I will never be as good as Riddick, but I can try. Ziza is worth it. Even though I didn't spend much time with her, she is almost like my younger sister. I don't want her to be like me or like the Necromongers. I want her to be a kid with a normal and happy life.
At that moment, a tear slips down my cheek. I now understand how Riddick felt. I understand why he left me. It's the same reason why I don't want Ziza to be like me. It doesn't mean that I don't care for her. If anything, it shows that I care for her deeply. Very deeply.
I always knew somewhere that Riddick cares for me. But I just completely understood why Riddick thought he was helping me by leaving me with Imam. I drop the shivs and look into Riddick's eyes.
"I'm sorry," whispered Jack. Riddick noticed her tear, but had no idea why Jack was apologizing. He just cocked one eyebrow. "You didn't just leave me because you were afraid that the Mercs would hurt me. You could have taken care of them. You left me because you were afraid I would become like you." Riddick just shrugged, but his jaws clenched tight. Jack ran to him, and literally jumped in his arms. He had to catch her. The impact almost made them fall, but Riddick steadied himself by holding on to the wall. Jack wrapped her legs around his waist and hugged him fiercely. "I'm sorry for hating you," she whispered against his neck.
"It's okay kid," Riddick mumbled, still taken aback by the sudden hug. He rubbed her back slowly. "Do you still hate me?"
"Maybe," she answered with a grin, lifting her head from his shoulders. "It depends."
"On what?"
"On how well you train me."
"Then let's start," with those words he just let her go which made Jack fall on the ground.
"Riddick, you're going to get it."
"I hope so," he muttered under his breath.
Jack. She has the focus and the determination of the most dangerous predator. But her technique is wrong. She holds the shivs as if they were objects in her hands. She has to hold them as if they are a part of her hands, a part of her. An extension of her.
As I watch her fake stabs, I shake my head slightly. I go behind her and slowly slide my hands down her arms, to her hands. They are clenching the shivs so tightly that her knuckles are going white.
"Easy. Hold them less tightly so that the shivs can move according to your desires. When you kill someone, it should be intentional. No mistakes." Riddick's gently placed his hands over Jack's and showed her how to hold the shivs.
He came closer to her, till his chest was against her back. His fingers trailed up her arms and down her sides till they reached her hips. "Try again," he whispered in her ear, his chin resting on her shoulder, his hands holding her hips.
Jack pretended to stab someone in front of her again, but Riddick didn't like it. "No. Don't be tense. Be smooth. Like this." His hands held hers again. He slightly raised his right arm. Too quickly for eyes to see, he brought it down and flicked his wrist in a powerful thrust. The rest of his body was in the exact same position. "You don't always need your whole body to kill someone. Just use your shivs wisely. This way you won't waste your energy, and you can kill more people."
He practiced a few more times with Jack until she got the hand of it.
In one hour, she has learnt more than most convicts do in a week, if not a month. She is moving around swiftly and faking stabs at every side, at every angle. It is such a pleasure to watch her. Only Jack could make killing look sensual.
I feel so fierce and so quick. Riddick's advice has really helped. He taught me that the shivs are a part of me. This must explain why he always insists on making his own shivs. He respects them. I do too, they saved us many times.
I turn to look at Riddick and am pleased to see the slightest pull at the sides of his lips. I think he is happy. This makes me so proud. I want him to think that I am good. Not just good, really really good.
Riddick. I can't believe he just pinched his nose. He thinks he is funny telling me that I smell. I will have to teach you a lesson. I drop the shivs and lunge forward. He easily blocks my punches to his chest. I didn't want to take the chance with his handsome face.
Jack. She is definitely smart. She pretended that she was going to slash my face with a blade in her mouth, but she kicked my right shin instead. Then as she walked to the shower, she opened her mouth to show me that she didn't even have a blade in her mouth. She kicked me hard too. I am going to get a bruise. That's my girl.
I go and sit in the pilot chair. I have to start thinking about Helion Prime because we will be landing in sixty hours. I need a good plan if I want both of us to escape Helion Prime without getting killed.
I was so deep in thought that when Jack came behind me with a beer, I jumped out of my chair and put my shiv to her neck. I actually forgot that it was only Jack and me. No one else. I took the shiv away and tucked it back in my pants.
Fuck. I drew a drop of her blood.
I was just coming to give Riddick a beer after my shower, but he put a shiv to my neck. He is still not used to having other people with him. When I brought my fingers to my neck and wiped a drop of blood, he almost looked guilty.
He took my fingers tenderly and kissed them. Then he lightly pushed me on to the wall. He leaned in to me, and I felt his breath on my neck. His hands were in fists on the wall behind me. I wanted to see his eyes. To understand what was going through his mind.
I took off his goggles. He was staring back at me. His lips moved to say sorry, but without sound. As he kept looking at me, he kissed my neck. My heart skipped a beat. It was beyond anything I have ever felt. It was like an electric shock went through me. His eyes were still looking at me, as if they were asking for my permission. I hoped they were, so I just nodded. I didn't think I would be able to talk.
His lips planted little warm kisses around my neck. But suddenly, he stopped.
"Go," Riddick growled.
