14
My head was pounding, and my entire body was stiff. I in inhaled some before slowly letting my heavy eyes lift. I see a figure blurred, but slowly taking shape. I blinked a few times before realizing it was Dahl. She looked pissed.
"I trusted you." she said. I looked at her more closely now.
"You can still trust me." I replied lowly and she scoffed and looked away faking a smile. I looked around and then up to see my body was standing but my feet were changed at the ankles and my wrists were changed at the top.
"You betrayed us." she said as if sickened. I shook my head.
"No. I betrayed Santana. I did what your boss wanted." I replied and she just shook her head and looked away now. "Dahl." She looked back at me slowly and I tilted my head.
"You cleaned me up when no one else would… When you fall in love, you'll do anything for that person." I explained lowly and I saw her eyes somewhat softened, which I thought was strange before hearing a dry laugh behind me.
"How sentimental." I heard Santana say. Dahl only moved from me and took a seat somewhere in the corner. I looked around for Riddick and saw him sitting down with his arms chained to the wall. His head was down and he looked to be unconscious. John sat a large glass box down and sat in front of him.
"Riddck." he said and he barely moved and I winced at this fact. "Riddick?" Riddick began to move only a little bit before Johns upper cut him in the chin causing me to jerk some in my hold. Diaz just moved over to me putting his hands on my stomach.
"You look good in chains. It's been a while since you were chained up." he whispered. Santana only smirked, and I just kept my attention on Johns.
"Johns," Moss said causing Johns to look over at him, "We beating men in chains now?" Riddick lifted his head some and I watched Johns looked down and then back at him.
"Okay, from the beginning for the historical record-" he started.
"You okay?" Riddick asked lowly causing Johns to pause in his words and I knew he was talking to me. I nodded feeling Diaz's hands slide into the back of my scalp and clench it tight.
"For now." he threatened his face in the back of my neck before moving back over to Santana.
"For the historical record," Johns said loudly grabbing our attention back to him, "The Hunter Gratzner that's the commercial vessel my son uses to transport you back to the slammer, but that ship sends a distress call somewhere near M-344/G."
As he's speaking Riddick looks slowly up at me, and I look up at him and then to the nearest window. It's here, it's so close. It just needed to rain over this station. I also saw the jackal outside lying dead on the ground. I could save it. I slowly closed my eyes and steadied my breathing and as I did, I could see the jackal's dead body up close through the stronger water particles in the air from the rain clouds. He had two bullet holes in his neck. I focused my mind the best I could before guiding the water into his wounds. With my abilities, the water could heal his wounds and then I would work on shocking his heart back to life. I had to be quick though. The water was moving into his wounds and closing up the holes in his neck. Now, I forced the water to flow through the jackal's veins all the way to his heart and with the remainder of my energy I used the water to shock his heart and it was enough.
The heart began to beat on its own and the jackal's chest slowly began to move up and down. In seconds the jackal began to lift his head and slowly its body. After making it onto his feet, he ran off into the dessert hopefully to hide until we needed him. I looked at Riddick to see he gave a short smile before looking back at Johns. By now he was describing the planet and its two suns. Riddick just stared deeply at him.
"Does he survive the crash?" he asked. Riddick was quiet for a moment.
"Big drama about to happen, but whatever happens, no matter what they tell you, don't let em' take these chains off me." Riddick urged. Johns grew annoyed and leaned back.
"Them? Who's "them" Who are you talking… do you know who you're talking to here?" he asked. Now both Riddick and I looked over at Santana who just tilted his head some walking over to them now.
"That was for me?" he asked.
"When the chains go off, Box boy, you go in the first five seconds." he threatened and then looked at Diaz. "And he'll go in the first three." Diaz and Santana smirked.
"Jesus Christ?" John sighed getting up.
"Really, and you plan on what killing me with your mouth?" Santana smirked shaking his machete around. Riddick motioned at it.
"That shiny blade." he answered. Santana scoffed in disbelief.
"I'd love to see you try." he said. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked at Johns.
"Yes. He made it." I called out now causing everyone to look at me. Johns faced me with surprise and moved over to me. "So it was just you three then?" I looked at Riddick who just looked at Johns.
"It was about the same number you see here." Riddick said looking over the room now. Johns walked over to him now and sat before him.
"So how many made it off?" he asked.
"Four." he answered lowly and I closed my eyes. Yes, Jack the girl everyone thought was a boy and then Imam the holy man. Johns shook his head.
"But not him." he said. Riddick looked away.
"No." he said. "He could have lived." Johns looked more intently at him now.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked. Please stop asking questions Johns. Riddick looked my way and with that look was a possessive feral look.
"He just didn't know how to keep his hands to himself." he said. Johns looked from him to me and then back.
"What does that mean, what the hell are you talking about?" he boomed.
"I am the reason your son is dead." I called out and Johns looked up at me and I tensed a bit under his gaze. Now everyone seemed shocked and he just got up slowly and walked over to me. I could hear the rumbling from the clouds above and so I remained very still.
"You killed my son?" he asked looking over me, and I shook my head.
"When you touch a male's mate… he's bound to go a little insane." I merely replied lowly. Johns ran his fingers through his fingers.
"I'm wasting my fucking time here!" he yelled turning from us now and walking to another part of the station. I sighed and looked at Riddick who smirked.
"You think we got time for a last fuck, but this goes down?" he asked. I arched a brow and scoffed gently smiling.
"As hot as public fucking is, I'm not touching you in front of all of these people." I said. He grinned.
"What if I killed all of them first?" he asked. I smirked.
"Down boy." I purred. He continued to smile. Everyone looked disturbed by our conversation.
"Tell me what you see outside that window, Dahl." he said causing Dahl to look from him and move over towards the window. She glanced out there into the darkness.
"Cyclops unit, two ships, and a couple of dead guys in plastic." she said turning to look at him. Riddick smirked.
"And you don't see anything else?" he asked.
"Nothing else." she hissed. He nodded casually.
"Let me know when you do." he said looking back at me.
"Why are we even listening to this big fuckstick?" he asked. I then felt something glide down the back of my spine and I blinked a bit at the feeling looking up at the ceiling but really the sky. "Can we just detach his head please?"
Liquid sloshed around in my stomach causing me to bite my lip. Riddick smirked knowing too well what this meant. I could feel it coming. Johns stood over Riddick with his arms crossed.
"Here's what's going to happen. The next 60 second you're going to watch your own head drop into that box." he said and now I looked at Johns with a deep glare and Riddick just looked up at him completely amused. "Nothing, is going to keep you from that special place in hell. Maybe in the last minute of your life, you want to be something more than a goddamn savage!"
My heart is beating fast now, but I keep my body still, and my head down so no one notices.
"Give me some fucking answers. Please!" Johns roared. Riddick was serious now and he just leaned back some.
"10…9…8…" he began to count down and now everyone looked at him intently and confused. "7…6…5…" Johns winced in anger and raw emotions.
"Nothing?" he asked. Santana moved in front of him with his machete out.
4…3…2…1…
The sound of rain could be heard from outside and by now Johns had already turned his back on Riddick and Santana replaced him with his raised machete.
"Times up." I whispered clenching my fists tightly. It only took me a few seconds to push my wrists about and in easy seconds, I broke through my chains.