pitch black
obscure anticipation
chapter eleven
GUNS AND KNIVES
Shivering on his bones.
Max was dead. His body had simply given up.
The docs didn´t understand why.
Noone did and Norm most certainly didn´t.
Just a dumb average guy.
That wasn´t the areason he shoke.
Those two mercs made him shake.
For the last month they´d been harassing him, as if for fun.
Last night the worst thing had happened.
Now he was dying, just like max.
he knew it.
A gunshot in the stomach.....could take him days to die.
He couldn´t scream.
The tounge cut out of his mouth.
Tied up.
ready to die.
Those mercs talked about Skylar Menski.
Then about not leaving loose ends on the loose.
With disgust he recalled how those two brothers had talked casually about
raping a girl some time back.
How she´d been the best fuck in a long time.
Sick men.
he most logical part of what the Johns brothers
has said: they were after Richard B. Riddick..
Slowly Norm gave up his breath, listening to the distant approaching
footsteps that constantly passed by.
No one would come and save his torn body.
No one would care.
*******************************
One day left.
Jack´s breath being forced calm by her head.
Despite the fact that she wasn´t gonna be a part of the assault team, she
still had a role to play.
Her very so easy job was to hack into the jail´s security system.
Just to make The assualt team´s job easier.
Her mind....the most precious thing on this ship. it´s what Skylar needed
her for.
Damn bitch.
Not the reason why Skylar wanted her on the ship thought.
the strange feeling of sisterly love spun around in Jack´s heart.
There was no denying it. Jack did care for her sister, as a sister, as her
family.
Wasn´t Riddick suppose to be her family now? Yeah. sure.
Family didn´t block a loved one out. family didn´t act like Riddick had
been since that time on the hotel.
Anger festering within her now crystal clear mind.
God it felt good to be sober.
Sober enough to see the past in a clear light. All the mistakes, all the
failure and all the wrong and right.
Wrongs..such as not using Skylar, such as not staying at shelters.
She just had to see the galaxy.
Ended up on a planet inhabitet by heaps of demons.
Riddick being one of those.
Talking about him.
Fucking him had probably been the worst idea she´d ever had.
Not quite the worst thing she´d ever done.
Why in hell did Riddick mean so much?
*I don´t get butterflies in my stomach when i see him, i do have an appetite,
and i sure as fuck don´t...well...i do...but that´s only two outta three.
I can´t be falling for him. I´ll be fucked if i am. Oh wait...i am.*
I am.
Jack rubbed her eyes, thinking was a dangerous hobby.
Discharging her past thought she picked up a notepad, introducing herself
to the jail´s security system.
Dozens of notepads of the same like lay around the room....
An agile mind working at a masterplan.
Impecable.
Complete and perfect.
They´d be out and in without a notice, as far as compute records would go.
But when it came to the lunatic invadors, Jack knew it would be quite
different.
************************
Everyone had gathere at the entrance, Skylar having shackled Riddick and
she herself dressd as a merc. Like the rest of them.
Everyone except Riddick and Macy.
-Now, bitches and bastards, this is the plan. Jack will access the jail´s
security system and com system. She´ll give us clearance to land and inform
the fuckers down there that we have caught Mr. Evil himself...
With faked dramatics she swooped her hands towards Riddick.
-Macy will be our back, making sure that we have a clear way out.
The rest of us will bring mr Evil to those in command.
Riddick will go in and i´ll insist on following him.
Rest will take their disgussed posts and make sure we´ll get out.
I assume that we´ll get escorts to Riddick´s cell..but..oops...the shackles
are rather..fragile. We kill them, find Daddy dearest and get the fuck out.
Clear?
Some mumbling went on. Smooth words covered in lovable comment about how
they´d finish off the prison guards.
Riddick ignored the pointles chit chatter. His eyes sliding towards Jack.
Her figure trembling slightly out of anxiety but mostly out of pure
fear. The look in her eyes spoke of nothing but emptiness and sorrow.
The plan already in his mind, solid and no faction of it would go wrong.
He let his soul drift.
When had the girl become so sad?
The kid he´d met down on that planet had radiatid life, been a complete
smartass teenager consumed by identity crisis.
She seemed to be at peace with her past.
But the years had slipped by them, as they´d gotten closer the worse
Jack had done with her life and herself.
It seemed that the past had become bothersome to her mind.
instead of being the smart ass teebager she was now the depressed girl who
kept sinking deeper.
into what?
Her own thoughts of the past? Of the deeds she´d done?
More things had died on that planet than Riddick the sociopath.
Something quite more had died slowly and the rotting smell hadn´t reached
him.
Not until now.
The stench over throwing his mental senses.
Perhaps it was time to cut the rotting skin away.
A slight nod from Skylar´s serious face begun the entire procedure.
Jack had begun the transmission.
Skylar´s rusted voice speaking.
-New Arsenal penal facility respond.....
Riddick grinned.
Let the game begin.
***********************
Odd, how it was a piece of cake to break in.
Proved Jack´s ingeniosity.
The kid was brilliant.
The worst part had been to convince them that Riddick was alive.
Skylar had assured him that the universe would keep on thinking so.
At least twenty guards greeted them. Twenty guards that froze just a little
when faced with the galaxies wmost wanted man.
Skylar marched on, her demanure spoke of great authority and strenght.
Her team of crazy friends surroudning Riddick, all of them loaded.
A very old fat man greeted them.
Someone who looked like he had all the power in a pace such as this.
Skylar stopped only a few inches away.
-Here he is, Richard B. Riddick.
The old man gave her a curious look, pointed a question into her direction
without even taking his eyes of the somber Riddick.
-Why in hell would you leave a lunatic like this consious?
Another of Skylar´s saner smiles.
-Well, i´d like to see the fuckers face when he´s gonna be locked up
for the rest of his life.
The gleam in SKylar´s eyes spoke of many things, truths and lies.
more so thousand truths than a single lie.
-Plus, my team is more than capable to ghost the fucker at any time.
A laughter carried from Riddick´s thick lips, meant to bother, meant to annoy.
meant as a warning.
Skylar turned out to be the only one who didn´t flinch at that sarcastic
laughter.
-You hand him over, we´ll handle the payment.
The old man sounded as if it were a cut deal.
The guards approaching Riddick were cut of by very interensting sets of
guns and knives.
Skylar´s face the very image of fury.
-I said, i´d like to see the fucker´s face when he´s gonna be locked up
for the rest of his life!
The machine gun´s safety trigger off.
A small click in the silence.
With calamity the old man considered the words of a seemingly crazy merc.
-Very well.
He nodded the twenty guards to escort them.
-Cell 24, B-block.
Skylar relaxed her gun. Riddick tried not to be too co operative,
spitting out words of a sociopath and a pschycotic insanity at his
so-called captor.
He was having fun. More fun than he´d had in a long time.
The thrill boiling under his vains, his skin burning.
Calm.
Redicilous how stupid the average human was.
**********************************
Jack sat deep in the chair, her fingers pacing quickly over the keyboard.
This system was one big mess. Nothing she wouldn´t be able to handle.
Still, this kind of a system would be in anyone´s way, regardless which
side of the law he or she would be.
Turning the alarms off...piece of cake, maybe a little cream with it too.
Easy stuff really. They did have a lot of grids and firewalls.
nothing she couldn´t hack down without being noticed.
The camera´s were older than her, so it was no shit to take´em down.
Emotions kept low in her heart. Extreme joy and exightment not given a
chance to surface.
Through the last days she hadn´t even allowed herself to think of the fact
that she´d be meeting her dad soon.
She almost laughed at the though that she´d have to introduce Riddick to him.
joy.
Extreme joy.
********************************
-That´s the last one of them.
Skylar´s knife sliced quickly through a prison guards throat. Twenty of them
dead. The hall had gotten a little messy, a little bloody.
-Daddy´s in D-128, we´ve got fifteen minutes.
The pace picked up by both of them. The sooner they´d be out, the better.
No hesitation.
no remore or regrets.
Just two.
Monsters running down the hall. Silently, unnoticed.
Within five minutes they´d arrived at "Daddy´s" cell. Skylar dragged
a palm computer out of her pocket, hooked it up to the lock.
-You better have done your job girlie.
Riddick´s had itching to kill the man that was at the other end of the doors.
he knew he´d have to restrain himself, have to hold back until there would
be no holding back.
Then. Oh, then. it would take him more than days to die. Weeks if he´d
have a choice.
Riddick´s soul demanded blood, it was nearly his humanity that demanded
that man´s death.
For everything he´d done Jack he´d suffer for, slowly and hundred times
worse.
Skylar picked at the palm computer, the doors opened.
She loaded her gun.
A brightly lite cell smiled at them, a cell containting a living man.
Thin and prison pale.
"Hi Daddy"
Riddick could barely hold back.
Barely, but did. The baby fucker would suffer later.
Leaving those thought in the darkness of his mind, they left the place.
**************
Jack yelped as the two blinking dots became three.
-THEY GOT HIM!
Her eyes threatening to become watery from happiness. Careful not to loose
herself in the celebration, she and her dad would have enough to catch upon
later.
She kept on doing as she was suppose to, direction attention away from
the small trio.
Her vision of joy changed into that of surprise and horror.
they weren´t going back.
Skylar was leading them an entirely differnet way than the one disgussed.
******************
-Where the fuck are you goin´?
Skylar didn´t bother to turn around.
-A different way out.
Riddick dragged the weak man along, wishing that he could have his hands
around that asshole´s neck but not arm.
-Better not be fucking with me
He´d known all along that she´d do somehting like this. It was her style.
never speaking of the full plan to anyone. A great way to survive.
Just as long as neither him or Jack got fucked over.
-Relax Riddick, i know what happens when someone fuck´s you over.
Jack´s father didn´t have space or time to talk. He looked redicilous.
-What´s the present plan. ALL of it!
Skylar stopped and looked around.
-Yeah, right about here.
Her voice absteact and distracted. His eyes wondered over the place.
The AC.
-Shouldn´t be too hard.
She smiled at him as she picked up a phone.
-you´re not as stupid as you look Richard.
her voice now directed into another one´s ear.
-Macy, got three.
The cell slammed down and into one of multiple pockets.
-Let´s go.
******************
Macy stood somewhere outside, just finishing to plant a special surprise down.
Time to head back to the ship.
Just three more minutes until they´d appear from one of the holes on
the wall.
He knelt down once more, just to be sure that his little surprise was working.
-Sorry about this guys.
He used the staff to stand back up. Limping away, to anyone who´d see him
he wouldn´t look like much of a threat.
Who´d think that a limping dude could kill yah in an instance?
******************
The AC´s tight walls smearing an oily texture to Riddick´s skin. The old man
infront of him, though he wasn´t too old. Probably in his forties,
mid forties. Rather taken and weak looking.
he shoke quite bit as well.
He wondered if the old fucker would beg for his life? If he´d beg for
forgiveness from his "beloved" daughters?
The uncomforts of daylight shone into his eyes, blinding him for a weak
moment. He drew the googles down.
One minute.
******************
Almost emerging...he could feel it, he could almost smell Skylar´s body.
Almost hear her voice. Her gentle gentle voice.
And that fucker of a father.
Gripping his staff tighter. There were few things in life that he wanted
and amongst those things was to kill that damned petafile.
Kill him his old fashioned way.
There they were.
he could see riddick´s bald head, Skylar´s black eyes and that...that...
demon´s bloody soul.
*****************
And daylight greeted the trio, stepping from the darkness into the light.
And the greatest sight of a prison left their sight as they started to walk
towards their ship.
And pain crashed Skylar´s heart when she sat down into the pilot´s chair.
only the four of them aboard. Jack screaming out of joy, hugging her father.
He seemed to be reasonably happy to see his little girl.
And as they tore away from the New Arsenal penal facilty the glorious
flames of fire licked the surface of the ground they left.
It blew up.
leaving thousands dead. Prisoners, guards, visitors and mercs...and about
a half adozen of lunatic friends dressed as mercs.
obscure anticipation
chapter eleven
GUNS AND KNIVES
Shivering on his bones.
Max was dead. His body had simply given up.
The docs didn´t understand why.
Noone did and Norm most certainly didn´t.
Just a dumb average guy.
That wasn´t the areason he shoke.
Those two mercs made him shake.
For the last month they´d been harassing him, as if for fun.
Last night the worst thing had happened.
Now he was dying, just like max.
he knew it.
A gunshot in the stomach.....could take him days to die.
He couldn´t scream.
The tounge cut out of his mouth.
Tied up.
ready to die.
Those mercs talked about Skylar Menski.
Then about not leaving loose ends on the loose.
With disgust he recalled how those two brothers had talked casually about
raping a girl some time back.
How she´d been the best fuck in a long time.
Sick men.
he most logical part of what the Johns brothers
has said: they were after Richard B. Riddick..
Slowly Norm gave up his breath, listening to the distant approaching
footsteps that constantly passed by.
No one would come and save his torn body.
No one would care.
*******************************
One day left.
Jack´s breath being forced calm by her head.
Despite the fact that she wasn´t gonna be a part of the assault team, she
still had a role to play.
Her very so easy job was to hack into the jail´s security system.
Just to make The assualt team´s job easier.
Her mind....the most precious thing on this ship. it´s what Skylar needed
her for.
Damn bitch.
Not the reason why Skylar wanted her on the ship thought.
the strange feeling of sisterly love spun around in Jack´s heart.
There was no denying it. Jack did care for her sister, as a sister, as her
family.
Wasn´t Riddick suppose to be her family now? Yeah. sure.
Family didn´t block a loved one out. family didn´t act like Riddick had
been since that time on the hotel.
Anger festering within her now crystal clear mind.
God it felt good to be sober.
Sober enough to see the past in a clear light. All the mistakes, all the
failure and all the wrong and right.
Wrongs..such as not using Skylar, such as not staying at shelters.
She just had to see the galaxy.
Ended up on a planet inhabitet by heaps of demons.
Riddick being one of those.
Talking about him.
Fucking him had probably been the worst idea she´d ever had.
Not quite the worst thing she´d ever done.
Why in hell did Riddick mean so much?
*I don´t get butterflies in my stomach when i see him, i do have an appetite,
and i sure as fuck don´t...well...i do...but that´s only two outta three.
I can´t be falling for him. I´ll be fucked if i am. Oh wait...i am.*
I am.
Jack rubbed her eyes, thinking was a dangerous hobby.
Discharging her past thought she picked up a notepad, introducing herself
to the jail´s security system.
Dozens of notepads of the same like lay around the room....
An agile mind working at a masterplan.
Impecable.
Complete and perfect.
They´d be out and in without a notice, as far as compute records would go.
But when it came to the lunatic invadors, Jack knew it would be quite
different.
************************
Everyone had gathere at the entrance, Skylar having shackled Riddick and
she herself dressd as a merc. Like the rest of them.
Everyone except Riddick and Macy.
-Now, bitches and bastards, this is the plan. Jack will access the jail´s
security system and com system. She´ll give us clearance to land and inform
the fuckers down there that we have caught Mr. Evil himself...
With faked dramatics she swooped her hands towards Riddick.
-Macy will be our back, making sure that we have a clear way out.
The rest of us will bring mr Evil to those in command.
Riddick will go in and i´ll insist on following him.
Rest will take their disgussed posts and make sure we´ll get out.
I assume that we´ll get escorts to Riddick´s cell..but..oops...the shackles
are rather..fragile. We kill them, find Daddy dearest and get the fuck out.
Clear?
Some mumbling went on. Smooth words covered in lovable comment about how
they´d finish off the prison guards.
Riddick ignored the pointles chit chatter. His eyes sliding towards Jack.
Her figure trembling slightly out of anxiety but mostly out of pure
fear. The look in her eyes spoke of nothing but emptiness and sorrow.
The plan already in his mind, solid and no faction of it would go wrong.
He let his soul drift.
When had the girl become so sad?
The kid he´d met down on that planet had radiatid life, been a complete
smartass teenager consumed by identity crisis.
She seemed to be at peace with her past.
But the years had slipped by them, as they´d gotten closer the worse
Jack had done with her life and herself.
It seemed that the past had become bothersome to her mind.
instead of being the smart ass teebager she was now the depressed girl who
kept sinking deeper.
into what?
Her own thoughts of the past? Of the deeds she´d done?
More things had died on that planet than Riddick the sociopath.
Something quite more had died slowly and the rotting smell hadn´t reached
him.
Not until now.
The stench over throwing his mental senses.
Perhaps it was time to cut the rotting skin away.
A slight nod from Skylar´s serious face begun the entire procedure.
Jack had begun the transmission.
Skylar´s rusted voice speaking.
-New Arsenal penal facility respond.....
Riddick grinned.
Let the game begin.
***********************
Odd, how it was a piece of cake to break in.
Proved Jack´s ingeniosity.
The kid was brilliant.
The worst part had been to convince them that Riddick was alive.
Skylar had assured him that the universe would keep on thinking so.
At least twenty guards greeted them. Twenty guards that froze just a little
when faced with the galaxies wmost wanted man.
Skylar marched on, her demanure spoke of great authority and strenght.
Her team of crazy friends surroudning Riddick, all of them loaded.
A very old fat man greeted them.
Someone who looked like he had all the power in a pace such as this.
Skylar stopped only a few inches away.
-Here he is, Richard B. Riddick.
The old man gave her a curious look, pointed a question into her direction
without even taking his eyes of the somber Riddick.
-Why in hell would you leave a lunatic like this consious?
Another of Skylar´s saner smiles.
-Well, i´d like to see the fuckers face when he´s gonna be locked up
for the rest of his life.
The gleam in SKylar´s eyes spoke of many things, truths and lies.
more so thousand truths than a single lie.
-Plus, my team is more than capable to ghost the fucker at any time.
A laughter carried from Riddick´s thick lips, meant to bother, meant to annoy.
meant as a warning.
Skylar turned out to be the only one who didn´t flinch at that sarcastic
laughter.
-You hand him over, we´ll handle the payment.
The old man sounded as if it were a cut deal.
The guards approaching Riddick were cut of by very interensting sets of
guns and knives.
Skylar´s face the very image of fury.
-I said, i´d like to see the fucker´s face when he´s gonna be locked up
for the rest of his life!
The machine gun´s safety trigger off.
A small click in the silence.
With calamity the old man considered the words of a seemingly crazy merc.
-Very well.
He nodded the twenty guards to escort them.
-Cell 24, B-block.
Skylar relaxed her gun. Riddick tried not to be too co operative,
spitting out words of a sociopath and a pschycotic insanity at his
so-called captor.
He was having fun. More fun than he´d had in a long time.
The thrill boiling under his vains, his skin burning.
Calm.
Redicilous how stupid the average human was.
**********************************
Jack sat deep in the chair, her fingers pacing quickly over the keyboard.
This system was one big mess. Nothing she wouldn´t be able to handle.
Still, this kind of a system would be in anyone´s way, regardless which
side of the law he or she would be.
Turning the alarms off...piece of cake, maybe a little cream with it too.
Easy stuff really. They did have a lot of grids and firewalls.
nothing she couldn´t hack down without being noticed.
The camera´s were older than her, so it was no shit to take´em down.
Emotions kept low in her heart. Extreme joy and exightment not given a
chance to surface.
Through the last days she hadn´t even allowed herself to think of the fact
that she´d be meeting her dad soon.
She almost laughed at the though that she´d have to introduce Riddick to him.
joy.
Extreme joy.
********************************
-That´s the last one of them.
Skylar´s knife sliced quickly through a prison guards throat. Twenty of them
dead. The hall had gotten a little messy, a little bloody.
-Daddy´s in D-128, we´ve got fifteen minutes.
The pace picked up by both of them. The sooner they´d be out, the better.
No hesitation.
no remore or regrets.
Just two.
Monsters running down the hall. Silently, unnoticed.
Within five minutes they´d arrived at "Daddy´s" cell. Skylar dragged
a palm computer out of her pocket, hooked it up to the lock.
-You better have done your job girlie.
Riddick´s had itching to kill the man that was at the other end of the doors.
he knew he´d have to restrain himself, have to hold back until there would
be no holding back.
Then. Oh, then. it would take him more than days to die. Weeks if he´d
have a choice.
Riddick´s soul demanded blood, it was nearly his humanity that demanded
that man´s death.
For everything he´d done Jack he´d suffer for, slowly and hundred times
worse.
Skylar picked at the palm computer, the doors opened.
She loaded her gun.
A brightly lite cell smiled at them, a cell containting a living man.
Thin and prison pale.
"Hi Daddy"
Riddick could barely hold back.
Barely, but did. The baby fucker would suffer later.
Leaving those thought in the darkness of his mind, they left the place.
**************
Jack yelped as the two blinking dots became three.
-THEY GOT HIM!
Her eyes threatening to become watery from happiness. Careful not to loose
herself in the celebration, she and her dad would have enough to catch upon
later.
She kept on doing as she was suppose to, direction attention away from
the small trio.
Her vision of joy changed into that of surprise and horror.
they weren´t going back.
Skylar was leading them an entirely differnet way than the one disgussed.
******************
-Where the fuck are you goin´?
Skylar didn´t bother to turn around.
-A different way out.
Riddick dragged the weak man along, wishing that he could have his hands
around that asshole´s neck but not arm.
-Better not be fucking with me
He´d known all along that she´d do somehting like this. It was her style.
never speaking of the full plan to anyone. A great way to survive.
Just as long as neither him or Jack got fucked over.
-Relax Riddick, i know what happens when someone fuck´s you over.
Jack´s father didn´t have space or time to talk. He looked redicilous.
-What´s the present plan. ALL of it!
Skylar stopped and looked around.
-Yeah, right about here.
Her voice absteact and distracted. His eyes wondered over the place.
The AC.
-Shouldn´t be too hard.
She smiled at him as she picked up a phone.
-you´re not as stupid as you look Richard.
her voice now directed into another one´s ear.
-Macy, got three.
The cell slammed down and into one of multiple pockets.
-Let´s go.
******************
Macy stood somewhere outside, just finishing to plant a special surprise down.
Time to head back to the ship.
Just three more minutes until they´d appear from one of the holes on
the wall.
He knelt down once more, just to be sure that his little surprise was working.
-Sorry about this guys.
He used the staff to stand back up. Limping away, to anyone who´d see him
he wouldn´t look like much of a threat.
Who´d think that a limping dude could kill yah in an instance?
******************
The AC´s tight walls smearing an oily texture to Riddick´s skin. The old man
infront of him, though he wasn´t too old. Probably in his forties,
mid forties. Rather taken and weak looking.
he shoke quite bit as well.
He wondered if the old fucker would beg for his life? If he´d beg for
forgiveness from his "beloved" daughters?
The uncomforts of daylight shone into his eyes, blinding him for a weak
moment. He drew the googles down.
One minute.
******************
Almost emerging...he could feel it, he could almost smell Skylar´s body.
Almost hear her voice. Her gentle gentle voice.
And that fucker of a father.
Gripping his staff tighter. There were few things in life that he wanted
and amongst those things was to kill that damned petafile.
Kill him his old fashioned way.
There they were.
he could see riddick´s bald head, Skylar´s black eyes and that...that...
demon´s bloody soul.
*****************
And daylight greeted the trio, stepping from the darkness into the light.
And the greatest sight of a prison left their sight as they started to walk
towards their ship.
And pain crashed Skylar´s heart when she sat down into the pilot´s chair.
only the four of them aboard. Jack screaming out of joy, hugging her father.
He seemed to be reasonably happy to see his little girl.
And as they tore away from the New Arsenal penal facilty the glorious
flames of fire licked the surface of the ground they left.
It blew up.
leaving thousands dead. Prisoners, guards, visitors and mercs...and about
a half adozen of lunatic friends dressed as mercs.