A/N: Okay, so here's the next chapter… thank you guys so much for all the reviews on the last chapter! It was awesome! I love all your feedback! Sorry that the updates keep getting further and further apart, but I had serious writers black for a while, and it was just the last two days in which I got my mind back on track. This chapter is pretty damn long though, it's my way of trying to make it up to you!
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Disclaimer #1: If I was able to take over the world, then I would own Pitch Black and everything to do with it. However, as of yet, I have not found a way to take over the world, so therefore, I do not own Pitch Black or anything to do with it. Happy? Yeah, me either.
Disclaimer #2: The song used in this chapter is Angry Johnny by Poe. Download it; it's a good song.
Chapter 12
"Do not go where the path may lead.
Instead go where there is no path and leave a trail." -Unknown.
Erin's silent tears slowed down after Riddick's growled proclamation. She was still wrapped tightly in his arms, clinging to him like he was the last person on the whole planet. Riddick and Johns seemed to be in a staring match, and while Erin didn't think that this was exactly the right time to have a staring contest, she was comfortable and she felt safe in Riddick's arms so she wasn't complaining.
She knew that Johns couldn't touch her while Riddick was around. The comment that Riddick had said got Johns in a very pissed off mood. Erin peeked at him, still nestled in Riddick's arms. Johns' face had gone beat red with anger. Feeling brave with Riddick guarding her, she started to slowly grin, remembering a song that could be applied to the pissed off little man on the ground.
She started humming it at first, keeping it quiet until she worked up enough courage to softly sing it, smirking at Johns.
"Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
I wanna kill you, I wanna blow you...away
I can do it you gently
I can do it with an animal's grace
I can do it with precision
I can do it with gourmet taste
But either way
Either (way), either way
I wanna kill you
I wanna blow you...
Away
I can do it to your mind
I can do it to your face
I can do it with integrity
I can do it with disgrace
Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
I can do it in a church
I can do it any time or place
I can do it like an angel
To quiet down your rage
I can do it in the water
I can do on dry land
I can do it with instruments
I can do it with my own bare hands
But either way
Either way, you know where it stands
I wanna kill you
I wanna blow you...
Away
Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell
Johnny, oh my Johnny
Where did your pleasure go
When the pain came through you
Where did your happiness go
This force is running you around now
Getting you down now
Where is your pleasure now Johnny
Where has your pleasure gone now
Johnny, Angry Johnny..." Erin ended softly, never raising her voice above a slightly loud whisper.
Throughout the song, Johns' face had gotten even redder, if that was even possible. He now was doing a fairly good imitation of an overgrown tomato. Erin could see that he wanted to lung at her, attack her, but he wouldn't dare. Not with the looming figure that was Riddick standing protectively over her.
Riddick let out a deep chuckle, it sounded kind of odd, like he hadn't laughed in a long time. And it wasn't even full out laughing, just a chuckle but it seemed to fit him. It rumbled from deep within his muscled chest, and Erin could feel it before she heard it. It was an odd sensation; she had never been this close to someone when they were laughing.
Suddenly, Riddick moved, so fast that it blurred Erin's vision. By the time he had stopped moving, Johns was knocked unconscious, a slow trail of blood running down the side of his face where it had hit the wall behind him. Erin had to shake her head to get her eyes to focus on the now stillroom. Shit, that was damn fast! Johns probably didn't even see him coming…. She thought.
Erin knew that she should probably let go of the huge mass murderer, but she just couldn't get her arms to let go. She knew that it was just a natural human reaction to being scared out of her mind, so she clung to the person hat saved her, but still, she didn't want him to think she was weak. She was tough…it was just…that was possibly the most frightening thing that had ever happened to her in her entire life.
Besides, Riddick didn't seem to mind too much, in fact, he was still holding her tightly. So, she didn't have any problems with never letting him go. Okay, so maybe not 'never' letting him go, but for now she wasn't going anywhere. Unless Riddick moved, then she would, obviously, have to move with him.
And apparently, Riddick did want to move. His big strides quickly brought them out the room where Erin had been attacked, and they were quickly moving towards where she had come into the ship. Looking back over his shoulder, Erin watched as the doorway to where Johns laid in a crumpled heap got further and further away. She shuddered, suddenly feeling cold at what had almost happened.
Riddick pulled her closer to him, almost like he was saying that he wouldn't let anything bad happen to her ever again. Erin could almost believe that…but she wondered why he was being so protective of her. There had to be a catch or something.
The sunlight hit her back and warmed her instantly. Riddick continued carrying her over to where Reena and her had been going through their packs. Reena was nowhere in sight, and Erin was kind of grateful for that. Reena didn't need to know about this. It would just stress her out too much.
Riddick sat down in the shaded area, not letting go of her. Erin shifted a bit to get comfortable, then rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
She must have dozed off for a bit, because the next thing she knew, Riddick nudging her startled her awake.
"What?" she asked groggily.
"Your friend is coming." Answered Riddick in his usual deep voice.
Looking up, she shielded her eyes against the bright light and saw the dark form of a person coming closer. Before long, Erin saw that it was indeed her friend, so she sat up a bit more, and made sure that she didn't look traumatized.
"Hey Erin! Did you find your Zippo?" Reena asked cheerily.
"Wha….?" Erin started, not remembering what her friend was talking about, "Oh! Ummm… nah, couldn't find it….What's that your carrying?" she asked, trying to redirect Reena's attention.
"OH! Right, Fry called me over to where they were, they made some more breather-thingy's for us. Here." Replied Reena, handing the breather to Erin.
"Geeee, a bit late, don't you think? My lungs are almost used to not having enough air in them now. I could have used this at the start. But, oh well. Thanks." Scowled Erin, looking at the breather.
She threw it over her shoulder and adjusted it till it fit just right, then put the mouth piece into her mouth and breathed in a large lungful of air. Having gone without a lungful of air for a while now, that one drag was almost as good as a drag from a cigarette.
"Your welcome. Anyways, we're all getting ready to go to the settlement that they found. So, come on, grab your backpack and lets jet." Said Reena, leaning down to pick up her pack and slinging it across her shoulder.
Erin groaned then tried to get up, but Riddick's meaty arm stopped her and pulled her back into his wide chest. Right before she could turn around to tell him to let go, he stood quickly, pulling her along with him. He set her on her feet and turned her to face him. He looked into her eyes, his brow furrowed like he was confused about something. Erin was about to ask if she had something of her face, when he let go of her, and quickly strode away.
"Er?" Erin said intelligently, watching his muscular body move further away.
Reena sighed and pulled her towards where everyone was, pushing Erin's backpack into her hands. Erin swung the pack onto her shoulders and followed Reena, still wondering what the hell was up with Riddick.
"Okay, is everyone here?" Fry asked.
There were mumbles from everyone.
"Okay, lets go!" She said.
And so, they went.
Erin was following slightly behind Reena who was talking excitedly with Imam. Not really paying attention to her surroundings, she almost jumped out of her skin when she felt a rough hand slide on her ass then over her hip before leaving her body. She quickly looked up in anger, to find Johns' back moving away from her. She almost lunged at him, but Paris suddenly popped up and started talking to her, so she tried to calm down.
"Hello! I'm Paris, not quite sure that we've met."
"Erin" She mumbled, not really wanting to talk.
"Sorry love, what was that?"
"My names Erin."
"Oh, what a lovely name for a lovely lady" He said, placing a hand onto her shoulder.
Erin glanced at the hand, and then glared up at him.
"Take your fucking hand off my shoulder, before I break all your fingers." She growled at him.
After the incident with Johns, she really didn't feel like being touched by any male. Especially one that wanted to get into her pants. She didn't know what it was about her, she wasn't as attractive as Fry or Reena or Shazza, so why was every guy here trying to fuck her? It was annoying. She was a virgin, part of a dying breed, and she planned to stay that way until she found someone that she liked enough.
Paris yanked his hand off her shoulder, and held it like she actually had broke his fingers. His face scrunched up in rage and he leaned into her.
"You little tart! I think that you've spent too much time with that Riddick fellow. Someone needs to teach you a lesson, and I'm more then willing" He hissed at her, his breath smelling of alcohol.
"Don't you fucking threaten me, you bastard. I can act any way I want to act, you have no say over me, and if you try to touch me, then I'll cut off your fucking dick and shove it down your throat" She growled again, finally losing her temper and stepping into him, pulling out the knife that she had slide into her pants pocket before they had left.
She rested the knife against his inner thigh, right next to his dick and put a bit of pressure on it so that he could see that she wasn't joking. They had fallen behind the group of survivors and with the way that they were standing; no one could see the knife. Erin had made sure.
Paris was shaking, and stuttering with his words trying to get something out. Erin sneered at him, then back up.
"Don't fuck with me, little man. You won't win."
With that Erin pushed him forward, towards the group. She stayed behind them all, watching to make sure no one else came close to her. She could feel Riddick gaze on her, and it was making her uncomfortable. Dropping back even more, she moved till she was just behind him.
Her temper was just barely leashed in, and if someone pissed her off any time soon, she didn't know what she would do. She watched as Paris dropped a bottle of alcohol, and she watched the exchange between him and Riddick, but she didn't have the strength to laugh. She was tried. She was smelly. And now she honestly did just want to go home, and forget about the almost rape, and everything else.
Going over a hill in the canyon, she was finally able to see the settlement for the first time in real life. It was so dingy. So small. And even from this far away, she could tell that it was abandoned. Erin yawned and then started walking again, dragging her feet through the sand, too lazy to pick them up.
It took another five minutes till they finally reached the settlement. Everyone seemed to be going in the same direction, so she decided to follow. After a few twists and turns they finally arrived at the ship that they were trying to fix. It looked like shit. But then, what did Erin really know about ships? Where she came from they weren't this advanced, they didn't have ships that any old person could own to take them to another planet. It was so different here.
She wondered how her and Reena would act if they survived the coming darkness. They knew nothing of this universe, or any other universe. They didn't have anywhere to go if they got off this hellhole. They could maybe say that they have memory loss or something, but honestly, she didn't think anyone would really believe that. She sighed and shook her head, now wasn't the time to worry over that.
Looking up, she watched from the shadows as the rest of the survivors talked and stood around the ship. After a while she got bored and went to go look around. Walking into the first house she saw, she opened the door carefully. Looking around the darkness that was within, she slowly stepped in, trying to stay in the light from the doorway. She moved over to where she could see the faint outline of shutters. Lifting her hand up to the dusty blinds, she pulled at him, having to put some muscle into it before they finally opened with a squeak.
Erin had to cover her eyes as the light suddenly shined right into her eyes, and stepped back as dust from the shutters flew around from the movement. Coughing a bit and waving a hand in front of her face, the dust finally settled again and she was able to see the inside of the house. It was a pretty big place. She stood in the living room, the furniture basically falling apart, but you could still tell that this had been a living room.
Spotting a doorway opposite the one she came in, she moved towards it. Through it she found a kitchen. She had to struggle with the shutters once again, but she finally got them open. Moving on after finding nothing too exciting in the kitchen, she opened the next door.
She opened the shutters and a bedroom was revealed to her. She almost cried, wanting to lye down on the bed and fall asleep right then, but there was still one more door that was left un-opened. Moving towards it, she opened the door and there in all its beauty lye a bathroom. The shutters were already open so she could clearly see the shower, the toilet, and the sink. There were rags just barley hanging on a hook, deteriorated from time and sand.
She decided to take a chance as see if maybe the water was still running. Even though she knew that it was a very little chance, she still had to see. Moving towards the taps of the sink, she turned them all the way open. Nothing. She almost broke down in frustration. She wanted to wash the sweat off her body; it was getting on her nervous.
Sighing, she was about to leave the bathroom, when she heard a faint sound. Turning around she looked around the room. There wasn't anything there. And yet the sound came again. Looking towards where she thought it had come from, she found herself looking at the sink. Moving over to it, she ran her hand where the drain was, and felt….moisture. Holy fuck! It's working! Slowly, but at least it's working! She thought, feeling another drop on the back of her hand.
The drops started coming faster and faster until finally there was a small steady stream. Erin actually jumped in joy and then ran out of the house looking for Reena.
Finding her following Imam around, she grabbed onto her and started pulling her towards the house where she had left the taps open.
"HEY! Erin! What the hell? What's wrong?" Asked Reena, trying to get her arm away from Erin so that she could stop.
"Nothings wrong! There's water! It's the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen! If we leave the tap open then soon the water will come faster, and maybe…Oh my God! We could even have a shower! Come on, come on!" Erin said breathlessly.
Reena, after hearing about a shower, ran after her friend. Erin led her into the house and back into the bathroom. They both stopped in awe almost. Watching a tiny stream of water flow out of a tap.
An hour later found both Erin and Reena sitting on the sandy ground of the house, still in the bathroom, watching the flow of water that was steadily getting stronger. Finally, by the time that it was almost a full stream of water, Erin got up and turned the taps off.
"What did ya do that for?" Whined Reena.
"Cause we don't know how much water there is, so we don't want to waste it. I want to try the shower and see if it works, then we can have showers!" Said Erin.
She moved over to the shower and turned the taps on there. There was a lot of squeaking and noise until finally, a stead stream of water came out of the shower nozzle. Reena was clapping and laughing, so happy to see that stream of water. Erin was watching it in awe, and then put her hands out to cup some water and threw it at Reena.
"Shit, I never thought I would ever be this happy to see water." Said Reena, with water dripping down her face.
"You go first, I'll wait outside in the bathroom and rest for a bit. Just wake me up once your done, okay?" Erin said, already stepping out into the bedroom.
"Yeah." Reena replied.
Closing the door, Erin walked over to the bed. Looking down at the sheets that were full of dust and sand, she sighed. This was going to be a bit of work before she could actually lye down and rest. So she got to work. Taking off the top sheet, she threw it onto the floor. Doing the same with the next one. Leaving the bed bare, she picked up a filthy pillow and started slamming it against the wall. Clouds of dust and sand came flying off it. Once she was done that, the room was misty with dust.
Erin left the bed bare, there was no saving the sheets. She threw herself onto the bed, bouncing a bit until finally she settled and lied down. She closed her eyes, and almost straight away, she was fast asleep.
Something was poking her in the back. And whatever it was, was going to die.
Groaning and rolling over, Erin swatted at whatever it was poking her. On the second swat, her hand connected with something smooth but solid. Her brow furrowing in confusion, she opened her eyes to find big brown eyes staring at her from an inch away.
"AHHH!" Screamed Erin.
She rolled out of bed on the other side and fell onto the floor with a loud smack. Groaning in pain and scowling at hearing Reena laughing on the other side of the bed, she painfully got up.
"Thanks, no, really, I need a bit of scared shitless in the morning right when I wake up." Grumbled Erin.
"That was great! You should've seen your face! Priceless!" Said Reena, still holding her gut with laughter.
"Glad I could be a source of amusement." Said Erin with a scowl.
"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, the showers yours. I'm gonna go see what everyone else is up to. See yas!"
"Bye" Erin said to the door where Reena had left.
Erin groaned again and rubbed her hands over her eyes. She was still damn tired, and she didn't know why. Maybe she should just have another rest after a shower. Shrugging her shoulders, she moved into the bathroom. Quickly she started stripping off her clothes. First to end up on the floor were her black baggy pants, next went the black shorts, then the black tank top, and then surprise of all surprise, that left her in her bra and panties. Which, for a change, were black in color.
Turning on the shower, she stepped carefully into the warm stream. She actually had to bite back a moan, the feeling of finally getting rid of all the sweat and sand sticking to her skin was just that great of a feeling.
She cleaned herself as well as she could with no soap and no shampoo, but then it didn't really matter that much, at least all the old filth was off. Half an hour later, she stepped out of the shower and decided to use her soft cotton pants as a towel. She didn't need them now anyways; it was too warm to wear them.
Once she was dry, she pulled on her black lace bra, and then bent down to pull her lace panties up her legs. When she looked up she found herself staring straight into dark welders goggles. Standing in shock for about a minute, Erin finally stopped gapping like a fish.
"Riddick?"
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