** Author's note **
Chapter 3 is finally here ! :)
And damn this chapter is a really long chapter... haha !
Soooo go on, read it and I hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
~KP
RIDDICK's POV
'There goes your gal' I thought as a smirk flew across my face. I heard her getting dragged off the ship, crying for help…and never got it.
'Thought you were interested Johns?' I laughed. The impact made my chains that strapped me into my cryo-chamber break loose, leaving me again with only cuffs, and a horse bit.
I took advantage of the situation and decided to run, but not yet I have to make sure that Johns can't come after me…ever. I decided to hide right on top of a beam that was close to the ceiling. My senses heightened as I heard steady footsteps coming down the ladder, I can smell him, fear, sweat, and determined to find me.
'Perfect' I grinned as he walked right below me. I dropped my legs down, and tried strangling him with the cuffs that bound them. He was struggling alright, until he pulled out a police baton and started swinging at me. It was painful but not enough for me to spare his life. Unfortunately for him the beam gave out sending me hurling towards the floor.
"Somebody's gonna get hurt one of these days…N-it ain't gonna be me." he snapped. As I blacked out just for a few minutes, and for those few minutes Johns took it to his advantage. He un-cuffed and then re-cuffed my hands behind a beam.
LANA's POV
"Urgh…" I grunted, I woke up to feeling nothing but pure pain. The glass to the cryo-chamber was broken so it didn't take too much work to get out of the shriveled up container, all I had to do was try to hold back the tears from the pain it caused me. I looked up to the sky, it was so bright and hot out here. I decided my best chance of survival would be to get back to the ship in any means necessary, as I walked the route staying on the trail the ship left I checked every cryo-chamber that came in my path, trying to look for survivors...but they were all dead, then I came across Aisha's chamber.
"Oh god please let her be alive", I begged as I ran up to her chamber, kneeling beside her.
"Aisha…Aisha wake up…It's me Lana" I spoke uneasy, I checked her pulse, she was still alive. It was hurting me deep inside to see her like this I always looked up to her, she's an inspiration to me, she was always kind and gentle to everyone...even though she's military brand.
"Where's Boone?" she gasped as she came to consciousness.
"I-I don't know I haven't passed his chamber yet…he was next to you we'll find him, I promise we will…" I cried out as I gave her a tight hug knowing she was alright. I love my sister she's the one person I cannot, and will not live without, she is a part of me, without her in my life…I'm broken…We've always had a strong bond between us sisters. 'A bond that god can't even break' as our mothers used to say. She stood up only to fall back down again as I held her up.
"Oh my god Lana you're hurt" she pointed out as her eyes grew wide. Then I finally took a good look at myself there were scrapes, cuts, and bruises all over my arms legs, and I can even feel them on my back…my body was aching.
"I'm alright, you got cuts, and bruises to sis", I assured.
"Guess your right" she smiled as she looked at herself, then back at me.
"Come on we should keep walking we will find Boone, plus we have to find the ship it's our only chance of survival, and who knows there might be other survivors there." I commanded, as she smiled again and nodded in agreement.
RIDDICK's POV
I woke up to hearing people rummaging through things in the ship, trying to see if they can salvage anything.
"So I guess something went wrong" I heard a kid say as someone opened his cryo-chamber.
"Get it out of me!" I heard Owens scream in pure pain as I smelled his blood linger through the ship.
"Don't touch it! Don't you touch that handle!"
'Moment of truth' I smiled at the thought.
"Leave it alone-"
"Get it out of him-"
"No no. It's too close to his heart." I heard people suggest, but it's too late for him to be saved, he lost a lot of blood by now, none of 'em can help him…
"There's some Anestaphine in the med-lock in the back of the cabin" I heard miss docking-pilot say in a guilty tone.
"Not anymore there isn't" I heard someone choke.
"Get outta here everyone…get outta here" she whimpered. Then I heard Johns come back to where I was chained up. He took long slow steps while keeping an eye on me so I gave out a low growl as a warning. Everyone left, and then came the girl…Fry. The one who was so determined to let us all die for her sake. She was watching me from a distance, trying not to get too close to the man that can possibly kill her.
"He just escaped from a maximum prison" stated Johns.
'What Johns? Lost one girl and you're already moving onto the next one?'
"So, do we just keep him locked up forever?" she whispered.
'You know I can still hear you'
"Well, that would be my choice" Johns said with confidence knowing I can hear their little conversation.
"Is he really that dangerous?"
'You bet I am'
"Only around humans" he stated.
LANA's POV
We finally saw another chamber after 10-15 minutes of walking, it was a man his hand was sticking out.
"Please let that be Boone, please god," Aisha pleaded as she ran up to the man.
"OH MY GOD BOONE!" she screamed in horror as I ran up beside her. He was covered in glass and blood and a piece of metal was sticking out of his leg.
"N-no he's alright, you're alright Bonne, Aisha its ok, HE will be ok." I reassured her. I remembered I had napkins in my pocket, I had sniffles before our trip, so I always carried napkins we tried cleaning him up the best we could. Then all we had to do last was pull out the piece of metal, that was sticking out of his thigh.
"I'll hold him down and you pull it out" Aisha stated, and I nodded in agreement, as I took a look at Boone who was now conscious.
"Do it…" He demanded.
"On the count of three…one! two!"
"Ugrhhh ! I thought you said three" He screamed in pain. I chuckled as a tear rolled down my check.
"The worst part is anticipating for the pain" I managed to choke as we got him up, he took off his shirt and handed it to Aisha and she tied his shirt around the wound. She stood up giving him a long and passionate kiss on the lips. Man I wish I wasn't singe then again I'm glad that I am. Aisha, and I kept him supported throughout our journey back to the ship.
Every cryo-chamber we came across…dead…everyone was dead…we were the only survivors. It pained me to see these dead bodies, thinking if only they were as lucky as us, if only they didn't choose to fly on this ship.
"Hey it'll be alright I'm sure there'll be survivors at the ship." Boone reassured. He was like a brother I never had…because I never did have any older brothers. A smile flew across my face as I remembered the time he was being an over-protective dad and brother at the same time when I told him and my sister that I was dating someone. He literally scared the living crap outta the poor boy, and after that, the boy just stopped seeing me all together.
"Is there anybody there?" I screamed as we saw the busted ship, hoping to see survivors.
"Hello?!" screamed Aisha. Then we saw them, the survivors two women, three men, and four kids…and then came Johns.
RIDDICK's POV
Their little conversation was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Is there anybody there?" screamed the familiar voice.
"Hello?!" screamed another women. I smelled blood, and sweat mixed with anger, frustration, and sorrow.
'You're in deep shit now' I grinned, as he came up to me.
"Stay put, you hear? Try to escape and this time you'll be sorry" he threatened, as he walked away quickly.
'Really? I was thinking the same…you're gonna be sorry when I escape, you'll beg for mercy as I go for your sweet spot…killing you slowly as I watch the life drain from your eyes' the thought made me smile.
As everyone was too busy doing their own thing, or helping the new survivors, I noticed there was a crack in the beam. I had to dislocate my shoulder and then relocated it to get my arms up and over the beam. I grabbed the wielding torch set across from me and destroyed the cuffs and horse bit that bound me.
'Three suns how interesting…so much for darkness' I thought as I threw the cuffs towards sunset, and headed towards sunrise. If Johns dares to try anything...i'll be ready. Besides he has his own problem now...his new female friend just happened to rise from the dead.
LANA's POV
"We need medical attention, do you have any medical supplies?" asked Aisha.
"Are you alright?" a kid asked horrified.
"Were a bit shaken up but we'll live" I smiled back.
"We have some bandages, we can dress that leg up for you, and by the way I'm Shazza" the women informed.
"Thank you" Aisha thanked. We headed into the ship as we all got cleaned up and bandaged. I saw the kid from earlier watching us.
"Guess we're lucky huh?" I asked, as I watched him looking at all the cuts and scrapes on my arms and legs.
"Yeah, we didn't know if anyone else survived. Fry did a good job landing the ship, we all would've been dead if it weren't for Fry." the kid responded.
"What's your name kid?" I questioned.
"My name is Jack" he uttered.
"Nice to meet you Jack…I'm a Marine Private first class Lana Hale, the women with me is Staff Sargent Aisha Hale, she's my big sister, and the man is Staff Sargent Boone Mercado her fiancé". I announced, as I pulled my hand out to shake his hand.
"Wow I've heard of your type of people, M-Marines that is…are you military?" he asked.
"Yes indeed." I replied.
"That's really cool" he spoke as his eyes lit up.
"Thanks" said Boone as he walked on by with Aisha.
"Hey there…Jack right?" Aisha asked with a smile.
"Yes ma'am" he responded as he shook Boone's and Aisha's hand. A man named Zeke came by and handed us our ruck sacks he found, we thanked him and quickly got into a pair of clean clothes, we all matched...tan t-shirts, shorts, socks, combat boots and standard USMC sunglasses. Aisha and I tied our hair back into messy buns.
We walked outside, as everyone introduced themselves, and we began learning everyone's names Shazza, Jack, Zeke who's Shazza's husband, an antiquities dealer named Paris, a holy man named Imam along with his three boys Ali, Hassan, and Suleiman...but Fry and Johns were nowhere to be found.
'Hmmm I wonder why, oh maybe 'coz one tried to get everyone killed? And the other never bothered to help? Wait where's Owens?' I thought, and then asked Shazza.
"Hey Shazza, where's the pilot…Owens?" I questioned concerned, he was the one that stopped Fry from killing us all.
"He's…He's dead" she mumbled.
** Author's note **
OK sooo Riddick and Lana haven't officially met yet but I promise they will soon :)
As for my writing ... ehh I just hope there weren't too many grammatical errors LMAO !
I would love some feedback from you guys to see what your opinion is about the story so far :)
Again I am not a professional writer lol :p
So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter :)
Stay tuned ;)
~KP