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Pitch black
Obscure anticipation
Chapter 9
gone shopping
author´s notes: I have a pressing job that causes me
to wake up at 2 pm...yeah, writing at 2 am, here i come.
oh. oh oh......****** is the changing of scenes and ------- is switching
off to the past
The midday sun peneltrated Jack´s eyes, forcing her to face a final day.
Dried salt tears stuck to her face.
Her eyes felt disgusting. They were nothing more than two thin red slits.
tears had echoed in her sleep, demanded the blood from her soul.
Voices, barely inches away form her.
Eyes still closed, listending ot the two known voices.
-You went over the line yesterday.
The greatly concerned Macy spoke.
The sound Riddick made, it was Riddick, she knew every single sound
he made.
Every single one.
The weight on the bed indicating that someone was sitting down.
Riddick?
macy?
-What is up with you Riddick? You used to be a heartless
bastard. Now you get upset when a girl screams at you.
The voice didn´t arrive from the heavier corner of the bed.
Eyes staring right through her.
*Just relax Jack*
Her breaths slipping from her lips, competely without effort. Eyes slow
and relaxed.
Her body completely relazed, but her mind tense and working.
*C´mon, keep on talking...give me some of the dirt on myself*
A laughter screaming through the small room.
Obviously Riddick´s, and he wasn´t happy.
-You´re a fucking psycho Macy. Didn´t you know that the friendship was off
when i tried to kill you and Skylar.
*He tried to kill them, not unexpected*
A mild voice, happy almost, replied.
-Ofcourse i know Riddick.
-Then why in fuck act as if it never happened?
Someone leaning back to a wall. Macy´s sigh colored the air and silence.
-Think, Riddick, for once in your life, think...You have a soul.
A smile, Jack could feel it, almost see it from where she lay.
*Ofcourse he has a soul, always has*
-You want me to suffer?
Sarcasm drowining in a voice, an old tired sarcasm.
*Don´t we fuckign all suffer enough already, geese*
Macy did the unusal, snorted at Riddick and cursed.
-Fuck, man, you really are a fucking Jackass. Jesus fucking christ!
Walking away, steps that gave the thought of anger and secrets a second
chance.
*Just what the fuck is going on?*
The weight of the bed leaving, the contradictory comfort leaveing Jack´s
presence.
A touch to her arm, breath close to her face. Warm and slow.
-You´re awake, ain´t you kid.
Eyes opening slowly, beholding only Riddick in her imagination and reality.
Slowly shifting herself, sitting up.
-damn, you noticed?
A smile. Even despite the sunglasses she could very well see his eyes.
And they shone, she knew with percisely what.
-No. But you don´t sleep heavy, there´s no fucking way you coulda slept.
his hand touching her face ever so gently.
-What´s up with you Riddick? Macy´s got a point, yah know.
His look with out any emotion recognizable by a human.
The girl......
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Turning into something quite right else.
Riddick´s hand slowly caressed her cheek, it had a will of its own.
At breakfeast, only an inch of thought had kept him from choking her.
Yes, Macy did have a point, a very good one.
But it wasn´t that close to the truth, not nearly enough.
He loved the kid, who didn´t? No matter how fucked up she´d get he´d still
care for her, still become angry at her, still laugh with her.
His not so human side wanted the woman...who wouldn´t.
Iman´s latest remark popped up in his head.
*I fear for all those boys who´ll try undecent things with that girl*
Holy man was right to do so. More than one boy had dissapeared.
The silent moment went on forever. Into the depths of two minds.
*She´s still an innocent. How ironic*
No matter what she´d do, how many men she´d fuck or how many she´d kill,
she would still be innocent.
because unlike himself she didn´t enjoy it at all.
The hundreds of men were nothing but a way to try to forget, much like
the drugs and booze.
As for killing...when she´d wanted to run after Shazza he´d known that
she´d only kill for survival. Her soul was too big, just like her heart.
-Riddick?
Her former question seeping back into his head. A reply or one more addition
to the crowd of secrets?
Fuck secrets, the truth as well.
-Now´s not the time to talk about it.
her sigh heavy as she dumped herself down into the bed.
-Talk about what then?
He grinned his old fashioned smile. For a while they´d act as if things
had never gone to hell and been there for the last few months.
-Ain´t you confused?
-My head´s spinning too much for me to figure out.
He stood up, feeling Jack´s eyes following him relentlessly.
-Couple of days ago Skylar showed up, happens to be your psycho sister.....
She wants you to come with her, because she needs you to solve some formula
to get a code for a bank account. However, your dad has the formula and he won´t
give it to you, so we´re gonna to get him outta the brick, then go after the
formula. And then there is a contact, which i persume is Macy.
Jack sat up, thoughtful and contemplative. although he couldn´t see the color
of her eyes, he could imagine it.
Her brown eyes shining on that expression of curiousity painted on that
innocent face.
-Yeah, dad has the formula hidden somewhere...and Macy´s shown up,
i have no idea from where..And we need weapons
...and why did you try to kill them?
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Norm paced by the infirmary. Worried about Max, his best pal.
He´d gotten beaten by some ruthless brutes, seemingly for no reason.
Though the dude had mumbled something about Skylar Menski.
Wasn´t she presently in the Tangier slam? The crazy serial killer.
Wasn´t she a part of a team? Macy..something.
Child savers. Cut the dicks off petafiles, ripped their hearts out?
or had it been them who´d killed the girl´s father?
Norm shoke his average looking head in confusion. This was all too much.
The stress of waiting.
Still he remembered the obscure anticipation that captivated his heart
just a moment before the explosion.
And now he´d gone to claim his prize, for killing Riddick, along with Max.
But..apperantly..riddick was dead, had been for almost five or four years.
It was all completely outta his reach and comprehension.
He´d seen the ship blow up into pieces. Personally.
The night after Max´s life had nearly been beaten outta him.
Two shady men walked down the hall. Norm gave it no important thought..
The man didn´t know how to observe his environment.
Those two men were a complete contrast to the world that surrounded them.
Dirty, while the staff was steralized.
Dark, dirt swimming in the ocean of white dressed doctors and nurses.
Ruthless, as the staff saved human lifes that they took.
dabbing on Norm´s shoulder, a dark man looking like a leader.
-You´re the Norm who claims to have killed Riddick?
Norm´s already palce face became ghost white.
Those men were mercs.
famously known as the Johns brothers.
Only. one was missing.
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A major invasion into riddick´s and Jack´s privacy.
Skylar,
following was Macy, holding a bottle of vodka.
Skylar smiled in a completely fucked up way
-Guys, we´re goin´to go shoppin
Macy groaned in exhaustion, leaned at the wall and took a big sip of the
booze, then threw it over to Riddick.
-You´re gonna need this pal.
The seriousness in a dark face reflected the complete humor of the act.
Riddick did not like this notion at all.
But Skylar didn´t seem to care much about anything at all.
She just jumped and danced.
-go shoppin´shoppin´shoppin´ we gonna go to the gorcary store.
It all became darker to Riddick.
*Who let her outta preschool?*
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Streets.
Dark allys.
Home to the not so sane and the graveyard of normal people.
A group of people travelled closely. A black man with a staff, slightly limping.
By him a think woman with blond hair...hanging together on muscles and bones.
Behind them trailed a couple. A girl with messy hair, as if she´d just woken up.
Petite beside the huga man beside her. Oddly enough.
Dark.
Dark....
Dark with a light at the end of the tunnel.
A single light in the worst neighbourhood. Where no taxi would go.
That´s why all of them had been dropped off about a mile away from the store.
-And where the fuck are we going?
Skylar spun around, poinging at a grocary store that glared at them with a
normal glow of some kind.
-There!
Macy couldn´t help but smile, smile at his dearly beloved who danced around in
pure childish exightment.
A quality he loved about her. How she could at one moment be the most
serious mind planning a double homicide and the other she´d be a girl,
innocent almost.
She´d lost her innocence years ago. The moment her mother had bashed her
mind into singular pieces and the docs had to restore parts of her biological
mind.
At the same moment they´d taken away the little sanity Skylar had had left.
Fromt hat moment she´d becomen the woman he was more than just infatuated with.
A killer to his taste.
A woman with a taste for blood. SPecially the blood of a man they had failed
to kill several years back.
Soon that would all change.....
As the doors got closer, MAcy´s mind became enraged.
Rage directed temporarily at humanity.
It still slumberd in Skylar, that´s why she didn´t want to kill their hated
enemy before Jack would learn how to hate that man with all of her soul.
*You can´t expect that love, Jack´s enver known him like you and me*
The doors opened, slamming a few passangers of darkness into the depths of hell.
-WELCOME! To the grocary store.
And his dearly beloved gave their audience a crazy look.
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ANIMAL HOUSE!
The "grocary store" was a freaking mess. Party people drinking and other
lunatics fucking on the shelfs.
Skylar didn´t seem to notice.
Macy observed, with platonic interest.
Riddick ignored
Jack...well....stared.
-And this is a fucking grocary store?
-you got the fucking part allright.
Riddick´s voice well below being happy.
Jack´s ambisexual voice swinging towards her sister.
-You´ve been here before, haven´t you?
-Ofcourse, i picked the place.
-why in fu...hell to pick this place?
Skylar smiled a full lipped smile, streaching from her sanity to the
other part of her craziness.
-Why, Jack, i thought your dirty little mind would know where to go
to fuck a good psyco...but, oh, i foget, you´re already fucking one..ain´t
you?..Oh, no..you aren´t!
Homicidal eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses burned through her much
so insane nature.
-Actually, i trust some people in here, they´re in the same buisness as i am
-Which buisness would that be, Skylar. General insanity?
Riddick´s voice heavy and dark, not in the mood for games.
-Assassinations...well, i´m written off as a serial killer, which is
complete BS, i just...like using the same method over and over and over
again, and hearing those assholes squirm..is...ahh...but just on petafiles.
Her eyes rolling in their sockets.
-Hey, Skye!
A rusty female voice tumbled through the air, getting everyone´s attention.
A graceful middle aged female on hig heels stood infront of them.
-Didn´t tell me that you were bringing guests.
The midlde aged female´s eyes running up Riddick´s body with intense
interest. Skylar shoved Jack forward, directing the mniddle aged female´s
interest into a less harmful direction.
"This is my lil sister"
The woman gave Jack little or no attention, her eyes still on Riddick,
a smile curling up on her thick black lips.
-Are you who i think you are?
Skylar invaded the time win between the words of the dark hared aging woman.
-Yeah, this is mr Richard B. Riddick, and get your horny eyes off him,
he´s fucking a minor
The woman´s face turned all funny, kind off...dissapointed.
-And he´s still alive.
She gave Skylar a concerned look.
-Shit, Kali, he´s fucking my....
-Will you shut up for once in your life Skylar!
Jack´s face had turned red from embarrasment, specially since the rest of
the world was listening.
Kali smiled, then laughed, then got her act together.
Got all serious.
-Well, have fun here, Yoko is gonna be an hour late..and...i
need to talk to you later.
The so called Kali turned around and aimed for the next rack of supplies.
´Armory´. Or so was it written off as.
-So what in hell is this place? Who´s Yoko...mind to explain?
Somehow Riddick´s voice didn´t sound homicidal, for a change.
Skylar smiled, happy about herself.
-It´s a grocary store, you know, where people get all the things they need...
this one is just limited to assassins and killers.
Riddick grunted in displeasure.
-The prefect place to be caught..Still haven´t answered my question.
Skylar shrugged, her interest limited to minimal, if not below.
-Our contact...We gotta get some people with us if we´re gonna barge into
our old home.....
Her voice murmuring with thoughts and memories.
-And until we get our contact i´m stealing Jack here.
Before anyone did anything, Skylar had Jack by the arm, leading her into the
darkest corners of the store.
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-What do you want from me?
Jack smiling in paranoia and anger, if not wrath.
Skylar detected the protective hostility in her younger sister quite easily.
-Jack, you don´t need to have your guards up around me.
JAck snoarted at Skylar´s gentle tone and at her sisterly words.
-Right, if there´s anyone i need my guard up around it´s you! Whaddaya want?
Skylar pointed her little sister to sit down, from casual sisterly nature
Jack did obey.
Odd how family would always be family.
-I just needa talk to you, ´bout the plan, ´bout the past.
A foot up against an opposite wall and the owners attitude still violent.
Just like her voice.
-Fuck the past, Skylar, talk about the plan.
*She´s not weak, but very sensetive, there is a difference, a big one*
-Fine by me.
Leisurly leaning back.
Relaxation opposite to stern fear.
-Then talk, and do tell why i and riddick have gone along with this blind fold
mission.
*Yes, she´s afraid. Paranoid within her bones. But i....*
-The plan is to get dad so he can get the formula and you can solve it and
we can get lots of money! Simple.
-How about the contact...and the blindfold part?
*God, you´re lucky Jack, you´re so lucky. Not on the same road as i am*
Skylar hid her concerns and thoughts with another crazy smile.
-You´ll see the contact´s part very soon. T´s just a girl i know, she´s
alerting all who need to know about us arriving here.
Skylar leaned forwards, eyes shining with the pure madness of a tortured
past.
-You know that i love an audience.. Jackleen.
By the calling of her name the younger sister reacted harshly.
-Don´t fucking call me that.
*Maybe some part of her remembers our ugly past. Daddy was the only one
ever calling her Jackleen*
-Just trying to get some emotion outta yah girlie.
Jack turned all uncomfortable at that comment.
There was a definate unsolved ocean of emotionality under that
burning face of hers.
-Skip the shit Skylar, the plan!
*Straight to the point...trying ot avoid your emotions again love?*
-As i said earlier. We´ll be visiting a slam, the one me and Riddickl met in.
Daddy´s there. He´ll take us to where he hid the formula.
The old man might try something nasty so Riddick and Macy can take care of
him, just in case.....
And we need backup, that´s why were here tonight.
SAnity shone through black eyes. The pitch black of a human soull.
-As for you and Riddick comming along. Personally, i think it´s all about you Jack.
I´m your family, so is Macy. I think that you care for me and that´s why
you came along. You want to know what happened all those years ago.
You wanna know why you still love me so much.
Riddick came along outta curiousity, to see how his old friend survived,
see if he´ll get another shot at killing me.
mostly though, i think he came along to protect you.
Jack´s eyes turning watery, the salt lay in the air. Hadn´t the girl cried
enough already. It broke, the heart the crazy assassin had.
*What´s one lie to another?*
Skylar reached out forthe girl who meant so much to her.
Strangely enough, Jack didn´t resist when Skylar hugged her gently.
-I can´t even remember what happened all those years ago Jack, but i
know that i´ve missed you girlie. I´ve missed everything about you.
Slowly the embrace broke, JAck´s whisper stabbing and hurting.
-You bitch. Why do you have to do this?
-Do what?
Eyes squeezed together, a hand lay gently on Jack´s soft skin.
-One moment you´re Skylar, the other a crazy fuck telling everyone that i´m
fucking a mad homicidal maniac.
-Jack, i´m real sorry, i just forgot...i´m not used to be around people,
fuck, im not used to be around human beings.
her breath shivering.
-I´m really sorry Jack.
Her voice finally mature, like she were her older sister.
-Ok......
That sound of a voice cracked her younger sister´s soul, that much
the intuition of an older sister could see and sense.
-I´m also pissed off at Riddick here, we have a past, and i need to tell
you about it.
The vulnerable girl hugged herself, leaning up against a cold wall.
-Spill it..
*still trying to act tough, little sweet sister*
-After what happened with daddy Macy got caught, sent to a slam.
he met a guy there, called riddick.
A sigh from Skylar´s lips, a painful memory passing through her overused
nerves. A story of a life time.
-Riddick had killed off some people. According to Macy, that boy was an
unpolished diamond...a real killer.
Searching for reactions in Jack´s once so jubilant eyes.
No joy was to be found.
*I suppose that´s what aging does to you...maturity at the expense of joy*
-Macy spent some time with him, after a while, the diamond was polished
and flawless.....
Jack´s eyes contained disbelief.
Skylar continued her long tale of how she´d encoutnerd the most wanted man in the
galaxy.
-Macy sold me out, i got sent to this unisexual prison colony, got to know
Riddick. But two predators rarely get along. We didn´t.
Things got real messy. I mean REAL messy.
We nearly killed each other on several occasions.
Skylar hesitated. A hesitation of mental debate.
-Once over lunch, but i was six months pregnant, i needed food...
Shivering Skylar turned back to the original subject.
*Shit it´s hard to talk about the past*
-Riddick was just about twenty two, young and foolish. I was just barely
seventeen, crazy as fuck. Macy and I couldn´t bare to be apart.
So we set Riddick up.
Skylar looked up at her dearest family member, as if searching for any other
emotional reactions than shock and anger.
-I planted a virus into the system. It was to be activated when contact with
our present colony would break. It did activate and it did just what it was
suppose to. it rerouted the ship´s course, to ursa luna. Spesifically menat
for Riddick. With his crimes he´d deserve to go there....
Jack´s face was a Painful question mark of the heaviest doubt.
-He needed to be sent to Ursa Luna because i was so fucking angry at him.
Anyways, while on the prison transport, with my precious virus having
fucked up most other systems as well, i was free to go out.
I did.
Shit i did. I transferred my file onto his, adding life time sentence to his
three years in Slam city. Then i let him out. After i killed a guard, stuffed
him into my cryo-coffin and ripped his heart out....BAck to the point.
I escaped. Riddick didn´t, he went to the notorious Slam City.
The bastard escaped though.
Jack sat still, she´d sunken to the floor while listening to Skylar´s
overwhealming story.
-You..betraid him..
The pain in Jack´s voice sounded foolish to her older sibling.
-Well, if you think so, then you probably think that i got what i deserved.
A funny look.
An obvious look.
-Lemme guess, he tried to kill you.
Skylar chuckled in sadness.
-Fuck yes. Couple of years later, let´s say about before you entered
the Hunter-G, just couple of weeks or so, the maniac Riddick tracked me
and Macy up. Ofcourse he felt a little pissy. So he blew up our apartment,
I´d picked up the sound though and we´d gotten out. he´d followed, or so he
thought.
Stupid impulsive Riddick.
The girlie stiffened at the low remark on her once been idol Riddick.
-Let´s just say that i´d heard the bomb comming days before. At the time
i was in drugs, selling them. My favorite customer was a merc named Johns....
Little Jack Menski froze in her position.
-You knew Johns?
Skylar smiled.
-Yebb, and i´m fucking glad he´s dead. He let us down. You see, i lead Riddick
into an ally where Johns and me were supposta take him out.
Johns didn´t show up, the surprise gave Riddick a chance to play with my
insides. Can´t remmeber much after that. I woke up six months later, in
a shitty hospital. Macy told me that the plan had worked, just with a new
twist. That´s why he´s limping. We had to get Riddick for something and so
we decided to kind off stage Macy´s injury...they couldn´t use me since
i´m supposa to be dead...i kind of am..
The silence echoed between them like an unspoken dissolving poison.
The life being squeezed out of a snake that should never have been
born from it´s mother, Blind hate.
-Wh..what about the baby?
A tear slipped down Skylar´s face, so terribly unfamiliar to her face.
-Dead.
Pain tearing at Jack´s face, the conflict had started.
Now it was all up to the poison to do its job.
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*Riddick killed the baby? He couldn´t have. He´s different now, isn´t he?
He wouldn´t do this to me? But he´s done it to Skylar? Why´s she telling
me this shit anyway? why? what? She knew Johns? Morphine and mercs.
Geese, that means this is all really her fault.*
Jack couldn´t face the truth of her sister´s face, only look the other way
and hope that the reality would fade away with time.
*A doze og morphine would be good now*
Riddick´s irony seeped into her head.
*Maybe i should thank the bitch since it´s her that arranged me meeting
Riddick and Iman*.
A look of gried cast across both of them for a furious moment of mourning.
Confusion dazing Jacks´mind, the same confusion that had thrusted the
drugs up into her life and made her embrace the needles she sometimes
used to inject joy into her life.
-BAH!
An oriental clown stood frozen infront of Skylar, turning her skinny ass
towards Jack.
The voice Skylar used wasn´t of the older loving sister Jack had heard only
minutes ago.
This was the psycho. This was the serial killer.
-Hello Yoko.
A voice of seductive madness. And that glance was back. That ugly glance
of darkness.
-You wanna talk to me Skye?
Skylar stood up, aiming for the crowd.
-Yes, i have a favor to ask.
That short haired Yoko smiled superficially.
-can´t remember that i owe you one.
Skylar turned vicious, grabbing the oriental woman by her hair, throwing
her into a crowd of borderline psychos.
-THIS BITCH OWES ME A FAVOR!
Terror forme dinteh recently identified Yoko. A hint of something unhuman
over took the eyes of eveyone who knew the demonic Skylar.
But not Jack, never Jack.
-SHE DON´T REMEMEBER!
A gun staring at mrs Oriental. A woman of grace and madness mixed her
eyes with the one eyed gun point.
Yoko´s forhead recevied a letahl mark Of dissaprovement.
A gun aimed quickly at yoko´s forhead, a gunshot riding loudly off,
getting everyone´s attention.
A dead woman lay dead on the floor, gunpowder on Skylar´s hands.
Obviously she loved the feel of it. A pool of blood screamed out a warning.
-ANYONE HERE WHO OWES ME A FAVOR.
The voice almost singing. Immediatly after the crime was committed Skylar
looked directly into Jack´s eyes.
-Just making contact with the crowd.
Putting her gun back into her place, Jack´s thoughts frozen.
She´d seen people die before, either by the hands of monsters, or by the
hands of Riddick.
A forbidden thought decided to crawl into her mind.
*Is there a difference*
Shame blushed through her soul. How could she even doubt Riddick?
He´d protected her for all those years, made sure she´d get some education.
Made sure that no one would pull off some shit on her.
*But then again, he did have a high price*
Thought drifting back to a certain event.
*Fuck, it was an accident girl*
It seemed that Jack´s mind oppesed her own heart. Just which one was thinking
which?
How did the kill of a clown drift back to Riddick?
But doesnt everything go down to Riddick or Skylar.
*Talking about going down on...no, i´m not going there*
A strong hand lying on her shoulder, firm and fine.
Oh, God his hands were fine.
-You OK kid?
Sshaking the touch of her mind, repeating the senatance in her mind.
*Ok, i´m never Ok, i live with you Riddick*
-Yeah, nothin´i haven´t seen before.
The crowd circling around Skylar, an unhappy but impressed Kali glaring at
Skylar and Macy, who was still eating an apple.
-Whaddayah want us to do.
All hands crossed but ready to strike.
A swile twitching at the end of speaking lips.
-I need to visit my old man, but he´s gotten himself into some mess.
Kali laughed.
The mentioning of their father caught Jack´s fragile mind. In all
this fucking confusion she´d forgotten.
*How could i have forgotten about dad*
-You gonna ghost his ass?
It crushed the young heart of a post adolcent girl. To hear those words
spoken brought forwards some rather painful memories....
Skylar shaking her head sadly, not daring to look at anyone.
-No, no, i just need him outta jail.
Another laughter from Kali, this one of disbelief, a look of a conceited
whore covered the store manager´s face.
-I´ll come along. Hell, even just for the fun of it!
Something looked lost in Skylar, as if she´d won an empty victory.
Hollw sound of her soul echoed through her sad black eyes.
-I need seven more to go along, leaving tomorrow.
A monotone voice speaking through the face which usually held the most
intense of emotions.
Now her face held nearly nothing. Frightening, even more so than when
Skylar put up one of her most insane masks.
A truth hit the nearly eighteen year old Jack.
Skylar was vulnerable.
At that moment, Skylar Aurora Menski wasn´t a mad serial killer, the
fucked up assassin, or an insane sister.
She was simply....human
Pitch black
Obscure anticipation
Chapter 9
gone shopping
author´s notes: I have a pressing job that causes me
to wake up at 2 pm...yeah, writing at 2 am, here i come.
oh. oh oh......****** is the changing of scenes and ------- is switching
off to the past
The midday sun peneltrated Jack´s eyes, forcing her to face a final day.
Dried salt tears stuck to her face.
Her eyes felt disgusting. They were nothing more than two thin red slits.
tears had echoed in her sleep, demanded the blood from her soul.
Voices, barely inches away form her.
Eyes still closed, listending ot the two known voices.
-You went over the line yesterday.
The greatly concerned Macy spoke.
The sound Riddick made, it was Riddick, she knew every single sound
he made.
Every single one.
The weight on the bed indicating that someone was sitting down.
Riddick?
macy?
-What is up with you Riddick? You used to be a heartless
bastard. Now you get upset when a girl screams at you.
The voice didn´t arrive from the heavier corner of the bed.
Eyes staring right through her.
*Just relax Jack*
Her breaths slipping from her lips, competely without effort. Eyes slow
and relaxed.
Her body completely relazed, but her mind tense and working.
*C´mon, keep on talking...give me some of the dirt on myself*
A laughter screaming through the small room.
Obviously Riddick´s, and he wasn´t happy.
-You´re a fucking psycho Macy. Didn´t you know that the friendship was off
when i tried to kill you and Skylar.
*He tried to kill them, not unexpected*
A mild voice, happy almost, replied.
-Ofcourse i know Riddick.
-Then why in fuck act as if it never happened?
Someone leaning back to a wall. Macy´s sigh colored the air and silence.
-Think, Riddick, for once in your life, think...You have a soul.
A smile, Jack could feel it, almost see it from where she lay.
*Ofcourse he has a soul, always has*
-You want me to suffer?
Sarcasm drowining in a voice, an old tired sarcasm.
*Don´t we fuckign all suffer enough already, geese*
Macy did the unusal, snorted at Riddick and cursed.
-Fuck, man, you really are a fucking Jackass. Jesus fucking christ!
Walking away, steps that gave the thought of anger and secrets a second
chance.
*Just what the fuck is going on?*
The weight of the bed leaving, the contradictory comfort leaveing Jack´s
presence.
A touch to her arm, breath close to her face. Warm and slow.
-You´re awake, ain´t you kid.
Eyes opening slowly, beholding only Riddick in her imagination and reality.
Slowly shifting herself, sitting up.
-damn, you noticed?
A smile. Even despite the sunglasses she could very well see his eyes.
And they shone, she knew with percisely what.
-No. But you don´t sleep heavy, there´s no fucking way you coulda slept.
his hand touching her face ever so gently.
-What´s up with you Riddick? Macy´s got a point, yah know.
His look with out any emotion recognizable by a human.
The girl......
******************************
Turning into something quite right else.
Riddick´s hand slowly caressed her cheek, it had a will of its own.
At breakfeast, only an inch of thought had kept him from choking her.
Yes, Macy did have a point, a very good one.
But it wasn´t that close to the truth, not nearly enough.
He loved the kid, who didn´t? No matter how fucked up she´d get he´d still
care for her, still become angry at her, still laugh with her.
His not so human side wanted the woman...who wouldn´t.
Iman´s latest remark popped up in his head.
*I fear for all those boys who´ll try undecent things with that girl*
Holy man was right to do so. More than one boy had dissapeared.
The silent moment went on forever. Into the depths of two minds.
*She´s still an innocent. How ironic*
No matter what she´d do, how many men she´d fuck or how many she´d kill,
she would still be innocent.
because unlike himself she didn´t enjoy it at all.
The hundreds of men were nothing but a way to try to forget, much like
the drugs and booze.
As for killing...when she´d wanted to run after Shazza he´d known that
she´d only kill for survival. Her soul was too big, just like her heart.
-Riddick?
Her former question seeping back into his head. A reply or one more addition
to the crowd of secrets?
Fuck secrets, the truth as well.
-Now´s not the time to talk about it.
her sigh heavy as she dumped herself down into the bed.
-Talk about what then?
He grinned his old fashioned smile. For a while they´d act as if things
had never gone to hell and been there for the last few months.
-Ain´t you confused?
-My head´s spinning too much for me to figure out.
He stood up, feeling Jack´s eyes following him relentlessly.
-Couple of days ago Skylar showed up, happens to be your psycho sister.....
She wants you to come with her, because she needs you to solve some formula
to get a code for a bank account. However, your dad has the formula and he won´t
give it to you, so we´re gonna to get him outta the brick, then go after the
formula. And then there is a contact, which i persume is Macy.
Jack sat up, thoughtful and contemplative. although he couldn´t see the color
of her eyes, he could imagine it.
Her brown eyes shining on that expression of curiousity painted on that
innocent face.
-Yeah, dad has the formula hidden somewhere...and Macy´s shown up,
i have no idea from where..And we need weapons
...and why did you try to kill them?
*************************************
Norm paced by the infirmary. Worried about Max, his best pal.
He´d gotten beaten by some ruthless brutes, seemingly for no reason.
Though the dude had mumbled something about Skylar Menski.
Wasn´t she presently in the Tangier slam? The crazy serial killer.
Wasn´t she a part of a team? Macy..something.
Child savers. Cut the dicks off petafiles, ripped their hearts out?
or had it been them who´d killed the girl´s father?
Norm shoke his average looking head in confusion. This was all too much.
The stress of waiting.
Still he remembered the obscure anticipation that captivated his heart
just a moment before the explosion.
And now he´d gone to claim his prize, for killing Riddick, along with Max.
But..apperantly..riddick was dead, had been for almost five or four years.
It was all completely outta his reach and comprehension.
He´d seen the ship blow up into pieces. Personally.
The night after Max´s life had nearly been beaten outta him.
Two shady men walked down the hall. Norm gave it no important thought..
The man didn´t know how to observe his environment.
Those two men were a complete contrast to the world that surrounded them.
Dirty, while the staff was steralized.
Dark, dirt swimming in the ocean of white dressed doctors and nurses.
Ruthless, as the staff saved human lifes that they took.
dabbing on Norm´s shoulder, a dark man looking like a leader.
-You´re the Norm who claims to have killed Riddick?
Norm´s already palce face became ghost white.
Those men were mercs.
famously known as the Johns brothers.
Only. one was missing.
*********************************************+
A major invasion into riddick´s and Jack´s privacy.
Skylar,
following was Macy, holding a bottle of vodka.
Skylar smiled in a completely fucked up way
-Guys, we´re goin´to go shoppin
Macy groaned in exhaustion, leaned at the wall and took a big sip of the
booze, then threw it over to Riddick.
-You´re gonna need this pal.
The seriousness in a dark face reflected the complete humor of the act.
Riddick did not like this notion at all.
But Skylar didn´t seem to care much about anything at all.
She just jumped and danced.
-go shoppin´shoppin´shoppin´ we gonna go to the gorcary store.
It all became darker to Riddick.
*Who let her outta preschool?*
*******************************
Streets.
Dark allys.
Home to the not so sane and the graveyard of normal people.
A group of people travelled closely. A black man with a staff, slightly limping.
By him a think woman with blond hair...hanging together on muscles and bones.
Behind them trailed a couple. A girl with messy hair, as if she´d just woken up.
Petite beside the huga man beside her. Oddly enough.
Dark.
Dark....
Dark with a light at the end of the tunnel.
A single light in the worst neighbourhood. Where no taxi would go.
That´s why all of them had been dropped off about a mile away from the store.
-And where the fuck are we going?
Skylar spun around, poinging at a grocary store that glared at them with a
normal glow of some kind.
-There!
Macy couldn´t help but smile, smile at his dearly beloved who danced around in
pure childish exightment.
A quality he loved about her. How she could at one moment be the most
serious mind planning a double homicide and the other she´d be a girl,
innocent almost.
She´d lost her innocence years ago. The moment her mother had bashed her
mind into singular pieces and the docs had to restore parts of her biological
mind.
At the same moment they´d taken away the little sanity Skylar had had left.
Fromt hat moment she´d becomen the woman he was more than just infatuated with.
A killer to his taste.
A woman with a taste for blood. SPecially the blood of a man they had failed
to kill several years back.
Soon that would all change.....
As the doors got closer, MAcy´s mind became enraged.
Rage directed temporarily at humanity.
It still slumberd in Skylar, that´s why she didn´t want to kill their hated
enemy before Jack would learn how to hate that man with all of her soul.
*You can´t expect that love, Jack´s enver known him like you and me*
The doors opened, slamming a few passangers of darkness into the depths of hell.
-WELCOME! To the grocary store.
And his dearly beloved gave their audience a crazy look.
*****************************
ANIMAL HOUSE!
The "grocary store" was a freaking mess. Party people drinking and other
lunatics fucking on the shelfs.
Skylar didn´t seem to notice.
Macy observed, with platonic interest.
Riddick ignored
Jack...well....stared.
-And this is a fucking grocary store?
-you got the fucking part allright.
Riddick´s voice well below being happy.
Jack´s ambisexual voice swinging towards her sister.
-You´ve been here before, haven´t you?
-Ofcourse, i picked the place.
-why in fu...hell to pick this place?
Skylar smiled a full lipped smile, streaching from her sanity to the
other part of her craziness.
-Why, Jack, i thought your dirty little mind would know where to go
to fuck a good psyco...but, oh, i foget, you´re already fucking one..ain´t
you?..Oh, no..you aren´t!
Homicidal eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses burned through her much
so insane nature.
-Actually, i trust some people in here, they´re in the same buisness as i am
-Which buisness would that be, Skylar. General insanity?
Riddick´s voice heavy and dark, not in the mood for games.
-Assassinations...well, i´m written off as a serial killer, which is
complete BS, i just...like using the same method over and over and over
again, and hearing those assholes squirm..is...ahh...but just on petafiles.
Her eyes rolling in their sockets.
-Hey, Skye!
A rusty female voice tumbled through the air, getting everyone´s attention.
A graceful middle aged female on hig heels stood infront of them.
-Didn´t tell me that you were bringing guests.
The midlde aged female´s eyes running up Riddick´s body with intense
interest. Skylar shoved Jack forward, directing the mniddle aged female´s
interest into a less harmful direction.
"This is my lil sister"
The woman gave Jack little or no attention, her eyes still on Riddick,
a smile curling up on her thick black lips.
-Are you who i think you are?
Skylar invaded the time win between the words of the dark hared aging woman.
-Yeah, this is mr Richard B. Riddick, and get your horny eyes off him,
he´s fucking a minor
The woman´s face turned all funny, kind off...dissapointed.
-And he´s still alive.
She gave Skylar a concerned look.
-Shit, Kali, he´s fucking my....
-Will you shut up for once in your life Skylar!
Jack´s face had turned red from embarrasment, specially since the rest of
the world was listening.
Kali smiled, then laughed, then got her act together.
Got all serious.
-Well, have fun here, Yoko is gonna be an hour late..and...i
need to talk to you later.
The so called Kali turned around and aimed for the next rack of supplies.
´Armory´. Or so was it written off as.
-So what in hell is this place? Who´s Yoko...mind to explain?
Somehow Riddick´s voice didn´t sound homicidal, for a change.
Skylar smiled, happy about herself.
-It´s a grocary store, you know, where people get all the things they need...
this one is just limited to assassins and killers.
Riddick grunted in displeasure.
-The prefect place to be caught..Still haven´t answered my question.
Skylar shrugged, her interest limited to minimal, if not below.
-Our contact...We gotta get some people with us if we´re gonna barge into
our old home.....
Her voice murmuring with thoughts and memories.
-And until we get our contact i´m stealing Jack here.
Before anyone did anything, Skylar had Jack by the arm, leading her into the
darkest corners of the store.
*******************************
-What do you want from me?
Jack smiling in paranoia and anger, if not wrath.
Skylar detected the protective hostility in her younger sister quite easily.
-Jack, you don´t need to have your guards up around me.
JAck snoarted at Skylar´s gentle tone and at her sisterly words.
-Right, if there´s anyone i need my guard up around it´s you! Whaddaya want?
Skylar pointed her little sister to sit down, from casual sisterly nature
Jack did obey.
Odd how family would always be family.
-I just needa talk to you, ´bout the plan, ´bout the past.
A foot up against an opposite wall and the owners attitude still violent.
Just like her voice.
-Fuck the past, Skylar, talk about the plan.
*She´s not weak, but very sensetive, there is a difference, a big one*
-Fine by me.
Leisurly leaning back.
Relaxation opposite to stern fear.
-Then talk, and do tell why i and riddick have gone along with this blind fold
mission.
*Yes, she´s afraid. Paranoid within her bones. But i....*
-The plan is to get dad so he can get the formula and you can solve it and
we can get lots of money! Simple.
-How about the contact...and the blindfold part?
*God, you´re lucky Jack, you´re so lucky. Not on the same road as i am*
Skylar hid her concerns and thoughts with another crazy smile.
-You´ll see the contact´s part very soon. T´s just a girl i know, she´s
alerting all who need to know about us arriving here.
Skylar leaned forwards, eyes shining with the pure madness of a tortured
past.
-You know that i love an audience.. Jackleen.
By the calling of her name the younger sister reacted harshly.
-Don´t fucking call me that.
*Maybe some part of her remembers our ugly past. Daddy was the only one
ever calling her Jackleen*
-Just trying to get some emotion outta yah girlie.
Jack turned all uncomfortable at that comment.
There was a definate unsolved ocean of emotionality under that
burning face of hers.
-Skip the shit Skylar, the plan!
*Straight to the point...trying ot avoid your emotions again love?*
-As i said earlier. We´ll be visiting a slam, the one me and Riddickl met in.
Daddy´s there. He´ll take us to where he hid the formula.
The old man might try something nasty so Riddick and Macy can take care of
him, just in case.....
And we need backup, that´s why were here tonight.
SAnity shone through black eyes. The pitch black of a human soull.
-As for you and Riddick comming along. Personally, i think it´s all about you Jack.
I´m your family, so is Macy. I think that you care for me and that´s why
you came along. You want to know what happened all those years ago.
You wanna know why you still love me so much.
Riddick came along outta curiousity, to see how his old friend survived,
see if he´ll get another shot at killing me.
mostly though, i think he came along to protect you.
Jack´s eyes turning watery, the salt lay in the air. Hadn´t the girl cried
enough already. It broke, the heart the crazy assassin had.
*What´s one lie to another?*
Skylar reached out forthe girl who meant so much to her.
Strangely enough, Jack didn´t resist when Skylar hugged her gently.
-I can´t even remember what happened all those years ago Jack, but i
know that i´ve missed you girlie. I´ve missed everything about you.
Slowly the embrace broke, JAck´s whisper stabbing and hurting.
-You bitch. Why do you have to do this?
-Do what?
Eyes squeezed together, a hand lay gently on Jack´s soft skin.
-One moment you´re Skylar, the other a crazy fuck telling everyone that i´m
fucking a mad homicidal maniac.
-Jack, i´m real sorry, i just forgot...i´m not used to be around people,
fuck, im not used to be around human beings.
her breath shivering.
-I´m really sorry Jack.
Her voice finally mature, like she were her older sister.
-Ok......
That sound of a voice cracked her younger sister´s soul, that much
the intuition of an older sister could see and sense.
-I´m also pissed off at Riddick here, we have a past, and i need to tell
you about it.
The vulnerable girl hugged herself, leaning up against a cold wall.
-Spill it..
*still trying to act tough, little sweet sister*
-After what happened with daddy Macy got caught, sent to a slam.
he met a guy there, called riddick.
A sigh from Skylar´s lips, a painful memory passing through her overused
nerves. A story of a life time.
-Riddick had killed off some people. According to Macy, that boy was an
unpolished diamond...a real killer.
Searching for reactions in Jack´s once so jubilant eyes.
No joy was to be found.
*I suppose that´s what aging does to you...maturity at the expense of joy*
-Macy spent some time with him, after a while, the diamond was polished
and flawless.....
Jack´s eyes contained disbelief.
Skylar continued her long tale of how she´d encoutnerd the most wanted man in the
galaxy.
-Macy sold me out, i got sent to this unisexual prison colony, got to know
Riddick. But two predators rarely get along. We didn´t.
Things got real messy. I mean REAL messy.
We nearly killed each other on several occasions.
Skylar hesitated. A hesitation of mental debate.
-Once over lunch, but i was six months pregnant, i needed food...
Shivering Skylar turned back to the original subject.
*Shit it´s hard to talk about the past*
-Riddick was just about twenty two, young and foolish. I was just barely
seventeen, crazy as fuck. Macy and I couldn´t bare to be apart.
So we set Riddick up.
Skylar looked up at her dearest family member, as if searching for any other
emotional reactions than shock and anger.
-I planted a virus into the system. It was to be activated when contact with
our present colony would break. It did activate and it did just what it was
suppose to. it rerouted the ship´s course, to ursa luna. Spesifically menat
for Riddick. With his crimes he´d deserve to go there....
Jack´s face was a Painful question mark of the heaviest doubt.
-He needed to be sent to Ursa Luna because i was so fucking angry at him.
Anyways, while on the prison transport, with my precious virus having
fucked up most other systems as well, i was free to go out.
I did.
Shit i did. I transferred my file onto his, adding life time sentence to his
three years in Slam city. Then i let him out. After i killed a guard, stuffed
him into my cryo-coffin and ripped his heart out....BAck to the point.
I escaped. Riddick didn´t, he went to the notorious Slam City.
The bastard escaped though.
Jack sat still, she´d sunken to the floor while listening to Skylar´s
overwhealming story.
-You..betraid him..
The pain in Jack´s voice sounded foolish to her older sibling.
-Well, if you think so, then you probably think that i got what i deserved.
A funny look.
An obvious look.
-Lemme guess, he tried to kill you.
Skylar chuckled in sadness.
-Fuck yes. Couple of years later, let´s say about before you entered
the Hunter-G, just couple of weeks or so, the maniac Riddick tracked me
and Macy up. Ofcourse he felt a little pissy. So he blew up our apartment,
I´d picked up the sound though and we´d gotten out. he´d followed, or so he
thought.
Stupid impulsive Riddick.
The girlie stiffened at the low remark on her once been idol Riddick.
-Let´s just say that i´d heard the bomb comming days before. At the time
i was in drugs, selling them. My favorite customer was a merc named Johns....
Little Jack Menski froze in her position.
-You knew Johns?
Skylar smiled.
-Yebb, and i´m fucking glad he´s dead. He let us down. You see, i lead Riddick
into an ally where Johns and me were supposta take him out.
Johns didn´t show up, the surprise gave Riddick a chance to play with my
insides. Can´t remmeber much after that. I woke up six months later, in
a shitty hospital. Macy told me that the plan had worked, just with a new
twist. That´s why he´s limping. We had to get Riddick for something and so
we decided to kind off stage Macy´s injury...they couldn´t use me since
i´m supposa to be dead...i kind of am..
The silence echoed between them like an unspoken dissolving poison.
The life being squeezed out of a snake that should never have been
born from it´s mother, Blind hate.
-Wh..what about the baby?
A tear slipped down Skylar´s face, so terribly unfamiliar to her face.
-Dead.
Pain tearing at Jack´s face, the conflict had started.
Now it was all up to the poison to do its job.
*************************************************
*Riddick killed the baby? He couldn´t have. He´s different now, isn´t he?
He wouldn´t do this to me? But he´s done it to Skylar? Why´s she telling
me this shit anyway? why? what? She knew Johns? Morphine and mercs.
Geese, that means this is all really her fault.*
Jack couldn´t face the truth of her sister´s face, only look the other way
and hope that the reality would fade away with time.
*A doze og morphine would be good now*
Riddick´s irony seeped into her head.
*Maybe i should thank the bitch since it´s her that arranged me meeting
Riddick and Iman*.
A look of gried cast across both of them for a furious moment of mourning.
Confusion dazing Jacks´mind, the same confusion that had thrusted the
drugs up into her life and made her embrace the needles she sometimes
used to inject joy into her life.
-BAH!
An oriental clown stood frozen infront of Skylar, turning her skinny ass
towards Jack.
The voice Skylar used wasn´t of the older loving sister Jack had heard only
minutes ago.
This was the psycho. This was the serial killer.
-Hello Yoko.
A voice of seductive madness. And that glance was back. That ugly glance
of darkness.
-You wanna talk to me Skye?
Skylar stood up, aiming for the crowd.
-Yes, i have a favor to ask.
That short haired Yoko smiled superficially.
-can´t remember that i owe you one.
Skylar turned vicious, grabbing the oriental woman by her hair, throwing
her into a crowd of borderline psychos.
-THIS BITCH OWES ME A FAVOR!
Terror forme dinteh recently identified Yoko. A hint of something unhuman
over took the eyes of eveyone who knew the demonic Skylar.
But not Jack, never Jack.
-SHE DON´T REMEMEBER!
A gun staring at mrs Oriental. A woman of grace and madness mixed her
eyes with the one eyed gun point.
Yoko´s forhead recevied a letahl mark Of dissaprovement.
A gun aimed quickly at yoko´s forhead, a gunshot riding loudly off,
getting everyone´s attention.
A dead woman lay dead on the floor, gunpowder on Skylar´s hands.
Obviously she loved the feel of it. A pool of blood screamed out a warning.
-ANYONE HERE WHO OWES ME A FAVOR.
The voice almost singing. Immediatly after the crime was committed Skylar
looked directly into Jack´s eyes.
-Just making contact with the crowd.
Putting her gun back into her place, Jack´s thoughts frozen.
She´d seen people die before, either by the hands of monsters, or by the
hands of Riddick.
A forbidden thought decided to crawl into her mind.
*Is there a difference*
Shame blushed through her soul. How could she even doubt Riddick?
He´d protected her for all those years, made sure she´d get some education.
Made sure that no one would pull off some shit on her.
*But then again, he did have a high price*
Thought drifting back to a certain event.
*Fuck, it was an accident girl*
It seemed that Jack´s mind oppesed her own heart. Just which one was thinking
which?
How did the kill of a clown drift back to Riddick?
But doesnt everything go down to Riddick or Skylar.
*Talking about going down on...no, i´m not going there*
A strong hand lying on her shoulder, firm and fine.
Oh, God his hands were fine.
-You OK kid?
Sshaking the touch of her mind, repeating the senatance in her mind.
*Ok, i´m never Ok, i live with you Riddick*
-Yeah, nothin´i haven´t seen before.
The crowd circling around Skylar, an unhappy but impressed Kali glaring at
Skylar and Macy, who was still eating an apple.
-Whaddayah want us to do.
All hands crossed but ready to strike.
A swile twitching at the end of speaking lips.
-I need to visit my old man, but he´s gotten himself into some mess.
Kali laughed.
The mentioning of their father caught Jack´s fragile mind. In all
this fucking confusion she´d forgotten.
*How could i have forgotten about dad*
-You gonna ghost his ass?
It crushed the young heart of a post adolcent girl. To hear those words
spoken brought forwards some rather painful memories....
Skylar shaking her head sadly, not daring to look at anyone.
-No, no, i just need him outta jail.
Another laughter from Kali, this one of disbelief, a look of a conceited
whore covered the store manager´s face.
-I´ll come along. Hell, even just for the fun of it!
Something looked lost in Skylar, as if she´d won an empty victory.
Hollw sound of her soul echoed through her sad black eyes.
-I need seven more to go along, leaving tomorrow.
A monotone voice speaking through the face which usually held the most
intense of emotions.
Now her face held nearly nothing. Frightening, even more so than when
Skylar put up one of her most insane masks.
A truth hit the nearly eighteen year old Jack.
Skylar was vulnerable.
At that moment, Skylar Aurora Menski wasn´t a mad serial killer, the
fucked up assassin, or an insane sister.
She was simply....human