pitch black
obscure anticipation
RUNAWAY
The sun rose fiercly over the planet´s surface, the harshness of the
unforgiven rays made gentle by the thousand preys from the lips of
thousands of muslims.
One not praying, one who always prayed.
Iman.
Standing at the balcony of his appartment, eyeing the sun. This strange emotion
rounding up in his belly.
He hadn´t heard from either Riddick or Jack for weeks now.
As if they´d just dissapeared into thin air, or more so, the thickness of
it.
Somehow he didn´t find it in himself to pray anymore. It had just started
several days ago. From true blue air it had hit him.
He felt terribly alone and he couldn´t control it. As if Allah had abandoned
him. though his logic spoke differently his heart screamed out that
he´d been abandoned.
His thoughts wandered over to his dearest friends, hoping they were allright.
*****************
-Fuck this place smells!
Jack wiped her nose probably for the thirtiest time since they´d landed.
Skylar´s back infront of the girl, a little hunched in depression.
-Stop complaining Jack, you´re about to get five mils, so shut up!
Jack eyed her sister with resentment.
Not the fear and hate the girlie´s heart had held when they first re united.
Rather with a sisterly flavor.
Sisterly arguing.
-Geese Skylar, that time of the month?
Skylar stopped dead track in her steps. Turned around, homicidal expression,
a smile on her lips that spoke of non humorous intents.
-Jack and Riddick, sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Jack´s face turned into that of pure red, another smile from Skylar.
-Sorry, i was wrong. Here are no trees, and kissing...well....let´s just
stick to the fucking.
Jack snorted, the three males following them, one frightened, one amused and
another one very....annoied, to put it mildly.
-At least we don´t fuck like rabbits.
In that the younger one referred to the frequent dissaperance of both
Skylar and Macy.
-Now, girls, be nice.
Macy´s smiling voice taunting the two of them, referring to them as children.
-But you don´t like me nice, do you love?
Skylar´s hands around someone who liked it. Her lips so close to those
of her beloved.
Jack felt sick. She couldn´t figure out why, but the whole notion of
sex made her sick, kind of, made her feel filthy, specially when she
was sober, like now.
*Maybe dad will be able to get me some more dope soon, i´m not making it this way*
Riddick had been sticking to her old man lately, not letting him out of his
sight.
She never got a chance to talk to him alone, her dad that is, she had no
interest in talking to Riddick.
*he fucked up, why can´t he just leave me alone*
Her eyes wandered over to him, catching his attention.
her look filled with confusion, hurt and pain.
*Why does he treat me like this?*
He didn´t seem to care. Her eyes drowning in quick anger.
*Why do i care, he´s just a fucker who used me and threw me away, now i´ve got
my family, if only mom were here*
The contact broke.
-Hey dad, you think we can look around some before we get the code?
Jack sounded jubilant, happy and chaotic.
The man glanced at riddick and smiled nerveously when riddick´s face turned
into the very image of the devil.
-No hon, i think we´re gonna have to wait for anohter day.
Jack´s eyes went back to Riddick, frowning.
-You really are a piece of shit.
Her words didn´t pass anyone but everyone chose to ignore them.
Things had been like this for the last few days, ever since Jack had showed
up high to dinner.
********************************
The old man, shaking on his bones.
*How in hell did Skylar survive this brute? She shouldn´t have, reaLly shouldn´t have*
Eyes wondering over to Jack.
*My little girl, little pretty girl, god, she´s fine, her ass swings like a
pendulum when she walks. God, she´s....oh God*
Images shaking through his mind. He hoped dearly that Mr. Riddick over there
didn´t notice.
*Why would little Jack be fucking him?*
He hadn´t had a moment of rest since they´d broken out of the prison.
Constantly on guard. Nervous. Specially if Jack would start to remember,
he wouldn´t be able to elope with out her help.
JAck´d always been the smarter one, she could hide their tracks so Skylar
would never find them, never in a million years.
He´d have all the money to himself, maybe he´d go back to Russia and show
everyone that he´d made it.
That old dead neighbourhood would see that Aleksander Menski was smart.
Unlike that stupid wife of his.
She´d gotten the social workers into their house.
He´d disposed of the body, no one had never thought that he´d killed her.
Just that his crazy wife had left him with two daughters.
Two delicious daughters.
One of them had tried to kill him, along with that punk of a boyfriend.
Now he´d make them pay for leaving him in a prison where he´d gotten
ass raped so often that he couldn´t remember all the faces that had deformed
in pleasure.
*They can´t even fuck a woman the right way*
His mind drifted, to all the things he wanted to do to his little girls*
**********************
-I´d like to collect an old deposit.
Aleksander stood infront of the chashier, a muslim woman looking rather
frightened.
Not because of the old man, though he looked rather disgusting.
Rather those two guys and the women.
The two men looked like they could break her neck with their little fingers.
But the women, they made her wanna pray to Allah. Dressed like sluts,
they mights as well walk naked, they´d expose just as much of
forbidden flesh.
*Tourists, they´re getting worse with ever year, and those two men earlier,
i can´t belive scum like that are allowed here, mercs*
With a steady hand she handed the oldest man an envelope.
The gleam of the entire group changed. some became happy, other became
develish.
All of a sudden the cashier started to trembel within herself.
She got the feeling that she´d just seen the devil.
Or rather more, creatures worse than the devil himself.
***********************
Riddick could barely contain himself, he wanted that man´s blood on his hands,
he wanted his suffering in his eyes.
Now, right now.
For hurting Jack, for getting her high, for abusing his girl.
His girl.
Did he still think of her in that way? Ever since that birthday.
Ever since that time.
her body had become his and the fact was that he hated anyone else touching
her or making her filthy.
One of many reasons why he hated the drugs, why he wanted to kill those
mercs and her father.
Selfish.
A small pain festered in
his mind. He wanted her *back*, the Jack he knew slept under the surface
of that drugged up shell.
*You´re gonna hurt for a while*
He´d kill the old man, very soon.
A small nudge to his shoulder brought his attention back to the outer world.
Skylar´s dark eyes spoke of threats, her lips mouthing words that
were only meant for him.
*not yet*
Riddick´s eyes ran over the group, finding Jack talking cheerfully to her
father.
Acting all daughterly. He´d never seen such behavior in the kid.
Never would again.
Something inside of him told him to relish that sight of her, even if she were
only semi sober.
*Appreciate the sight of her lack of remembrance! That she can´t even remember
the things that old fucker´s done to her*
A smile flashing across her face, a sudden jolt of intense pain stabbed
his soul. He´d seen that smile before.
It belonged to the old Jack, the one who´d crashed with him and the others
on T2.
Anger boliing and raging, threatening to cut loose on its master.
*Looks like you won´t smile like this ever again Jack*
************************************
After incessant pleas and bitching Jack had finally gotten the others to
agree on letting her and dad on the loose.
What was their problem? Not like he´d rob her, for fuck´s sake, it was
her dad.
Skylar was just crazy, Macy always sided with Skylar and Riddick was just
being possessive.
*It´s not like he owns me, never has, never will*
She clung to her father´s arm as they walked around the dusty town´s square.
Tempting shops lay around and the pleasant aroma of a freshly made meal
promised a full and a happy belly.
-I can´t belive that you´re actually here!
Another jack-smile greeted the hot air.
A rather wry smile crossed the old man´s lips, then demonic serisouness
took his face over.
-Are you happy Jack?
HIs question as fatherly as it could be. Jack contemplated the question as
they sat down infront of a coffee house.
White plastic like chairs the only thing staying cool in this weather.
-Sure, why not.
His hand reached out for her, touchjed her skin lightly. Something about that
move, about that touch, made Jack wanna find the nearest toilet and return
her breakfeast.
-Are you sure darling? You don´t look happy.
As she pulled her hand away from the uncomfortable touch a bad feeling settled
in her stomach.
She felt as if had peneltrated her defenses. With a single sentance.
Their words hadn´t even developed into a conversation and already he´d gotten
way through to her.
-No one´s asked me that for along time.
Pain settled into her being, softly and painfully the torment dug itself
deeper like a thorn.
His sympetatic hand reached out once again, her body wanted to flee the touch,
her mind made her stay and pretend to appreciate it.
*Why do i feel this way?*
Her mind settling onto her dad´s eyes. Something in there was devious.
She shoke the thought of slowly but surely.
-You can tell me anything Jack, you know that.
The words danced on her lips, and before she lost her courage she decided to
speak.
-I´m not happy dad. I live with Riddick. How could i be happy.
*You used to be happy, until the mercs used you and riddick threw you away*
He was at ehr side now, hugging his youngest child.
-Then come with me darling, just you and me, we´ll go away.
The physical contact between them broke, her face staring at him in a shock.
Leave? Away from all this mess, start over.
*I can´t leave riddick...but...wait...*
-he doesn´t want me.
Her brused heart protested but her injured ego decided that it must be so.
Dad´s hand reached out for Jack´s.
There was somehting in it...flight tickets.
-I´ve got two tickets for earth, they´ll never find us, we´ll go back to
Russia, just you and me.
Her mind to hazy to really use logic or to think, her hand clasping around his.
-How are we gonna get away.
A brief smile, a false smile covered his exightment.
-There´s a ship leaving in an hour, it´s at the same docking
bay as Skylar´s ship, we´ll just say that we´re looking around. They´ll
belive that, they´ll belive that you´ll want to spend some time with
your old man, don´t you think?
Joyous disbelief spread through Jack´s system. To get away from all of this,
with her only sane family member.
Jack´s exightment threw her off guard, made her forget time and place as she
threw her arms around her father.
She didn´t notice the two brothers watching from safe distance.
Ty to buisy eating to really give a fuck.
The oldest of the Johns was nothing but muscle, Billy had really been the
leader. But now he was dead, gotten sliced into pieces by a famous killer.
As soon as he saw his two targets stand up and leave he picked up the cell
and dialed a familiar number.
A male answered the phone. The boss never answered, since she was kind of
paranoid.
it didn´t stop him from knowing who it was.
Skylar menski. And the dude that always contacted them: Damien Macy.
-Looks like dad has got some flight tickets.
A dull sound of displeasure crossed the line.
-How does the girl look.
*Out side from damn hot..*
-Rather confused, probably high.
Another one of that displeased sounds.
-Follow them, let me know if they try something stupid, such as back stabbing
us. Just don´t let them know that you´re following them.
The phone died. A common thing when communicating with his temporary superiors.
He kicked his older brother´s leg, the only way to get the pigs attention.
-Hey, Ty, we gotta get movin´.
Ty wiped the food remains of his face and stared darkly into the desert
like place.
his eyes following the two leaving family members.
-Great, now we´re baby sitters.
*************************************
Familiar footsteps approached Riddick, three different sounds.
one of a metal staff, the next of a wak leg, the last one completely fine.
-Got some bad news
Macy´s somber voice carried the tone of anger, which was quite unusual for
the calm devil.
Riddick remained silent as ever.
-Looks like Jack and the old fucker are gonna run away, they haven´t got the
code, but i´d rather not see him walk away alive.
Slowly Riddick turned around, glared at Macy in a inhuman manner.
-Where are they headin´?
The flash of knowledge crossed the darker man´s face. Thick lips smiled and
spoke in a genuine way.
-There´s no place like home, there´s no place like home. Then the
drugged up little Dorothy clicks her heals.
Earth.
How stupid. Riddick almost gave himself time to laugh at the old man´s
ignorance.
Earth, of all places. If they´d escape then they´d be easy to find.
-Gate C 16, bette hurry.
For a moment Macy earned himself an odd look from his fellow killer.
Words could have trespassed between them.
neither of them spoke any other words than that of their minds.
Fast paces carried him quickly to the gate. he could spot them from
there.
Old man with thinning hair and a dconfused little girl with black circles
around her eyes.
His blood boiling as his hands demanded blood.
*Not yet, gotta get Jack away from him first*
His body conceled with shades and general darkness as he watched them get ready.
They´d never get on board.
Even if they´d pass inspection.
His bloodthirst growing by the minute as he observed Jack, the way she clung
on to her abuser.
Riddick looked for a chance where he could get them alone. No reason to
create an inappropriate scene, get´em some unwanted attention.
His eyes following every move his girl made. Smooth curves he´d touched
moving in a slow manner but a sure one.
She tapped her fingers like she always did when she was nervous.
Looked around, specially at the shades.
*So you know i´m comming for you*
A monotone female voice called out for a flight to earth. Jack´s tapping
stopped, her face captivated by the announcement.
The old man held her hand and stared at his daughter´s thies.
Words exchanged between them as they hugged. Jack had begun to tremble.
*You´re doubting yourself, ain´t you girl, didn´t i teach you anything?*
The broken family held hands as they headed for the gate, not knowing that
Riddick followed them, that all the shadows they trespassed were his agents.
A hand upon a nearly naked shoulder. Jack´s body stiffening up in the
nearly empty hallway.
-No.
Her whisper nothing more than just that, a whisper.
Her heart beat racing way above normal as her fear and anger filled his
senses.
-You two better come back with me.
His own heart bleeding when he forced Jack to walk a head of himself, a shiv
close to her father´s body.
*It´s for your own good*
-Fuck, Riddick, can´t i take a walk without you bothering me.
-Not if you´re planning to walk to earth.
-Go fuck yourself Dickie!
A chuckle carried from his lips. The irony of this all.
He was the one saving her ass, but yet all she gave was shit.
The girl was ready to follow a man who´d raped and abused her, but not
someone who´d never touched her with out her consent.
-Don´t create a scene Jackie girl, you might regret it.
Riddick well aware that his tone contained a lethal treat. She´d understand
later.
*Will she understand that you´re about to ghost her old man?*
As soon as they entered the ship the most predictable thing occurred.
-WHAT THE FUCK´S WRONG WITH YOU!
Her fists slamming at Riddick´s chest, soon her angered fists were held
by Riddick´s huge hands. Her body pinned up against the wall.
-LET ME GO YOU GOD DAMN MAD MAN MOTHER FUCKER!
he wouldn´t let her struggles or desperate attempts of offence get to him.
-You got any more stupid things up your sleeve? Huh, Jack?
Are you gonna run again, run and get your drugs, maybe over dose next time.
ISn´t that what you want to do? Run.
her kick´s not bothering him the least, her body by far to weak to even
hurt him, specially when they were that close.
-Fuck off.
HIs lips by her hears, whispering words that agrivated the girl.
-Is that all you´ve got to say?
A new shade entered the room, black eyes stared at the scene, stared at the
old man with emptiness, stared at JAck and Riddick with some sorrow beneath
the cold surface.
-Riddick, you mind if it talk to my little sister?
Without words Riddick backed away, gicing Skylar a threatening glare.
-Don´t worry Richard, i´m just gonna talk to your little runaway.
-Screw you Skylar.
Jack´s voice hissing and violent to hear. Underneath the tough looking surface
her broken soul could be seen.
The pain screaming through her brown eyes and begging for comfort.
-No thanks, we´re you planning to back stabb us all along?
Skylar´s sisterly anger blowing away every single mind present.
The tone of voice had never been heard before from the "serial killer".
-Sure, why not...fuck off.
Skylar leaned up against the wall, knowing that this little chat would be
fireworks.
-You just gonna leave all of us Jack? All of us that love you?
Jack´s body couldn´t remain still, she begun to pace.
-You don´t love me, all you want is the fucking code...oh..guess what
I´M NOT DOING IT!!!!
Some fury seen in the big chimney´s smoke black eyes, it bubbled beneath
the surface of her space pale face, waiting for a finishing blow.
-We all need you Jack, me, MAcy,. Riddick...not that old fucker, it´s he
who don´t give a shit about you.
The hurt on the girlie´s face cutting through the thickest of steels.
Jack threw her arms out into the acid air.
-You know what, i don´t have to listen to you. You can all just fuck off
because I don´t give a fuck about any of you, especially YOU and RIDDICK.
Jack´s toothpick feet paced away from the scenary.
Skylar took a deep breath and with it soem self control.
Enough of lies and cover ups, now the litt chimney would hear the truth.
Whether she liked it or not.
obscure anticipation
RUNAWAY
The sun rose fiercly over the planet´s surface, the harshness of the
unforgiven rays made gentle by the thousand preys from the lips of
thousands of muslims.
One not praying, one who always prayed.
Iman.
Standing at the balcony of his appartment, eyeing the sun. This strange emotion
rounding up in his belly.
He hadn´t heard from either Riddick or Jack for weeks now.
As if they´d just dissapeared into thin air, or more so, the thickness of
it.
Somehow he didn´t find it in himself to pray anymore. It had just started
several days ago. From true blue air it had hit him.
He felt terribly alone and he couldn´t control it. As if Allah had abandoned
him. though his logic spoke differently his heart screamed out that
he´d been abandoned.
His thoughts wandered over to his dearest friends, hoping they were allright.
*****************
-Fuck this place smells!
Jack wiped her nose probably for the thirtiest time since they´d landed.
Skylar´s back infront of the girl, a little hunched in depression.
-Stop complaining Jack, you´re about to get five mils, so shut up!
Jack eyed her sister with resentment.
Not the fear and hate the girlie´s heart had held when they first re united.
Rather with a sisterly flavor.
Sisterly arguing.
-Geese Skylar, that time of the month?
Skylar stopped dead track in her steps. Turned around, homicidal expression,
a smile on her lips that spoke of non humorous intents.
-Jack and Riddick, sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Jack´s face turned into that of pure red, another smile from Skylar.
-Sorry, i was wrong. Here are no trees, and kissing...well....let´s just
stick to the fucking.
Jack snorted, the three males following them, one frightened, one amused and
another one very....annoied, to put it mildly.
-At least we don´t fuck like rabbits.
In that the younger one referred to the frequent dissaperance of both
Skylar and Macy.
-Now, girls, be nice.
Macy´s smiling voice taunting the two of them, referring to them as children.
-But you don´t like me nice, do you love?
Skylar´s hands around someone who liked it. Her lips so close to those
of her beloved.
Jack felt sick. She couldn´t figure out why, but the whole notion of
sex made her sick, kind of, made her feel filthy, specially when she
was sober, like now.
*Maybe dad will be able to get me some more dope soon, i´m not making it this way*
Riddick had been sticking to her old man lately, not letting him out of his
sight.
She never got a chance to talk to him alone, her dad that is, she had no
interest in talking to Riddick.
*he fucked up, why can´t he just leave me alone*
Her eyes wandered over to him, catching his attention.
her look filled with confusion, hurt and pain.
*Why does he treat me like this?*
He didn´t seem to care. Her eyes drowning in quick anger.
*Why do i care, he´s just a fucker who used me and threw me away, now i´ve got
my family, if only mom were here*
The contact broke.
-Hey dad, you think we can look around some before we get the code?
Jack sounded jubilant, happy and chaotic.
The man glanced at riddick and smiled nerveously when riddick´s face turned
into the very image of the devil.
-No hon, i think we´re gonna have to wait for anohter day.
Jack´s eyes went back to Riddick, frowning.
-You really are a piece of shit.
Her words didn´t pass anyone but everyone chose to ignore them.
Things had been like this for the last few days, ever since Jack had showed
up high to dinner.
********************************
The old man, shaking on his bones.
*How in hell did Skylar survive this brute? She shouldn´t have, reaLly shouldn´t have*
Eyes wondering over to Jack.
*My little girl, little pretty girl, god, she´s fine, her ass swings like a
pendulum when she walks. God, she´s....oh God*
Images shaking through his mind. He hoped dearly that Mr. Riddick over there
didn´t notice.
*Why would little Jack be fucking him?*
He hadn´t had a moment of rest since they´d broken out of the prison.
Constantly on guard. Nervous. Specially if Jack would start to remember,
he wouldn´t be able to elope with out her help.
JAck´d always been the smarter one, she could hide their tracks so Skylar
would never find them, never in a million years.
He´d have all the money to himself, maybe he´d go back to Russia and show
everyone that he´d made it.
That old dead neighbourhood would see that Aleksander Menski was smart.
Unlike that stupid wife of his.
She´d gotten the social workers into their house.
He´d disposed of the body, no one had never thought that he´d killed her.
Just that his crazy wife had left him with two daughters.
Two delicious daughters.
One of them had tried to kill him, along with that punk of a boyfriend.
Now he´d make them pay for leaving him in a prison where he´d gotten
ass raped so often that he couldn´t remember all the faces that had deformed
in pleasure.
*They can´t even fuck a woman the right way*
His mind drifted, to all the things he wanted to do to his little girls*
**********************
-I´d like to collect an old deposit.
Aleksander stood infront of the chashier, a muslim woman looking rather
frightened.
Not because of the old man, though he looked rather disgusting.
Rather those two guys and the women.
The two men looked like they could break her neck with their little fingers.
But the women, they made her wanna pray to Allah. Dressed like sluts,
they mights as well walk naked, they´d expose just as much of
forbidden flesh.
*Tourists, they´re getting worse with ever year, and those two men earlier,
i can´t belive scum like that are allowed here, mercs*
With a steady hand she handed the oldest man an envelope.
The gleam of the entire group changed. some became happy, other became
develish.
All of a sudden the cashier started to trembel within herself.
She got the feeling that she´d just seen the devil.
Or rather more, creatures worse than the devil himself.
***********************
Riddick could barely contain himself, he wanted that man´s blood on his hands,
he wanted his suffering in his eyes.
Now, right now.
For hurting Jack, for getting her high, for abusing his girl.
His girl.
Did he still think of her in that way? Ever since that birthday.
Ever since that time.
her body had become his and the fact was that he hated anyone else touching
her or making her filthy.
One of many reasons why he hated the drugs, why he wanted to kill those
mercs and her father.
Selfish.
A small pain festered in
his mind. He wanted her *back*, the Jack he knew slept under the surface
of that drugged up shell.
*You´re gonna hurt for a while*
He´d kill the old man, very soon.
A small nudge to his shoulder brought his attention back to the outer world.
Skylar´s dark eyes spoke of threats, her lips mouthing words that
were only meant for him.
*not yet*
Riddick´s eyes ran over the group, finding Jack talking cheerfully to her
father.
Acting all daughterly. He´d never seen such behavior in the kid.
Never would again.
Something inside of him told him to relish that sight of her, even if she were
only semi sober.
*Appreciate the sight of her lack of remembrance! That she can´t even remember
the things that old fucker´s done to her*
A smile flashing across her face, a sudden jolt of intense pain stabbed
his soul. He´d seen that smile before.
It belonged to the old Jack, the one who´d crashed with him and the others
on T2.
Anger boliing and raging, threatening to cut loose on its master.
*Looks like you won´t smile like this ever again Jack*
************************************
After incessant pleas and bitching Jack had finally gotten the others to
agree on letting her and dad on the loose.
What was their problem? Not like he´d rob her, for fuck´s sake, it was
her dad.
Skylar was just crazy, Macy always sided with Skylar and Riddick was just
being possessive.
*It´s not like he owns me, never has, never will*
She clung to her father´s arm as they walked around the dusty town´s square.
Tempting shops lay around and the pleasant aroma of a freshly made meal
promised a full and a happy belly.
-I can´t belive that you´re actually here!
Another jack-smile greeted the hot air.
A rather wry smile crossed the old man´s lips, then demonic serisouness
took his face over.
-Are you happy Jack?
HIs question as fatherly as it could be. Jack contemplated the question as
they sat down infront of a coffee house.
White plastic like chairs the only thing staying cool in this weather.
-Sure, why not.
His hand reached out for her, touchjed her skin lightly. Something about that
move, about that touch, made Jack wanna find the nearest toilet and return
her breakfeast.
-Are you sure darling? You don´t look happy.
As she pulled her hand away from the uncomfortable touch a bad feeling settled
in her stomach.
She felt as if had peneltrated her defenses. With a single sentance.
Their words hadn´t even developed into a conversation and already he´d gotten
way through to her.
-No one´s asked me that for along time.
Pain settled into her being, softly and painfully the torment dug itself
deeper like a thorn.
His sympetatic hand reached out once again, her body wanted to flee the touch,
her mind made her stay and pretend to appreciate it.
*Why do i feel this way?*
Her mind settling onto her dad´s eyes. Something in there was devious.
She shoke the thought of slowly but surely.
-You can tell me anything Jack, you know that.
The words danced on her lips, and before she lost her courage she decided to
speak.
-I´m not happy dad. I live with Riddick. How could i be happy.
*You used to be happy, until the mercs used you and riddick threw you away*
He was at ehr side now, hugging his youngest child.
-Then come with me darling, just you and me, we´ll go away.
The physical contact between them broke, her face staring at him in a shock.
Leave? Away from all this mess, start over.
*I can´t leave riddick...but...wait...*
-he doesn´t want me.
Her brused heart protested but her injured ego decided that it must be so.
Dad´s hand reached out for Jack´s.
There was somehting in it...flight tickets.
-I´ve got two tickets for earth, they´ll never find us, we´ll go back to
Russia, just you and me.
Her mind to hazy to really use logic or to think, her hand clasping around his.
-How are we gonna get away.
A brief smile, a false smile covered his exightment.
-There´s a ship leaving in an hour, it´s at the same docking
bay as Skylar´s ship, we´ll just say that we´re looking around. They´ll
belive that, they´ll belive that you´ll want to spend some time with
your old man, don´t you think?
Joyous disbelief spread through Jack´s system. To get away from all of this,
with her only sane family member.
Jack´s exightment threw her off guard, made her forget time and place as she
threw her arms around her father.
She didn´t notice the two brothers watching from safe distance.
Ty to buisy eating to really give a fuck.
The oldest of the Johns was nothing but muscle, Billy had really been the
leader. But now he was dead, gotten sliced into pieces by a famous killer.
As soon as he saw his two targets stand up and leave he picked up the cell
and dialed a familiar number.
A male answered the phone. The boss never answered, since she was kind of
paranoid.
it didn´t stop him from knowing who it was.
Skylar menski. And the dude that always contacted them: Damien Macy.
-Looks like dad has got some flight tickets.
A dull sound of displeasure crossed the line.
-How does the girl look.
*Out side from damn hot..*
-Rather confused, probably high.
Another one of that displeased sounds.
-Follow them, let me know if they try something stupid, such as back stabbing
us. Just don´t let them know that you´re following them.
The phone died. A common thing when communicating with his temporary superiors.
He kicked his older brother´s leg, the only way to get the pigs attention.
-Hey, Ty, we gotta get movin´.
Ty wiped the food remains of his face and stared darkly into the desert
like place.
his eyes following the two leaving family members.
-Great, now we´re baby sitters.
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Familiar footsteps approached Riddick, three different sounds.
one of a metal staff, the next of a wak leg, the last one completely fine.
-Got some bad news
Macy´s somber voice carried the tone of anger, which was quite unusual for
the calm devil.
Riddick remained silent as ever.
-Looks like Jack and the old fucker are gonna run away, they haven´t got the
code, but i´d rather not see him walk away alive.
Slowly Riddick turned around, glared at Macy in a inhuman manner.
-Where are they headin´?
The flash of knowledge crossed the darker man´s face. Thick lips smiled and
spoke in a genuine way.
-There´s no place like home, there´s no place like home. Then the
drugged up little Dorothy clicks her heals.
Earth.
How stupid. Riddick almost gave himself time to laugh at the old man´s
ignorance.
Earth, of all places. If they´d escape then they´d be easy to find.
-Gate C 16, bette hurry.
For a moment Macy earned himself an odd look from his fellow killer.
Words could have trespassed between them.
neither of them spoke any other words than that of their minds.
Fast paces carried him quickly to the gate. he could spot them from
there.
Old man with thinning hair and a dconfused little girl with black circles
around her eyes.
His blood boiling as his hands demanded blood.
*Not yet, gotta get Jack away from him first*
His body conceled with shades and general darkness as he watched them get ready.
They´d never get on board.
Even if they´d pass inspection.
His bloodthirst growing by the minute as he observed Jack, the way she clung
on to her abuser.
Riddick looked for a chance where he could get them alone. No reason to
create an inappropriate scene, get´em some unwanted attention.
His eyes following every move his girl made. Smooth curves he´d touched
moving in a slow manner but a sure one.
She tapped her fingers like she always did when she was nervous.
Looked around, specially at the shades.
*So you know i´m comming for you*
A monotone female voice called out for a flight to earth. Jack´s tapping
stopped, her face captivated by the announcement.
The old man held her hand and stared at his daughter´s thies.
Words exchanged between them as they hugged. Jack had begun to tremble.
*You´re doubting yourself, ain´t you girl, didn´t i teach you anything?*
The broken family held hands as they headed for the gate, not knowing that
Riddick followed them, that all the shadows they trespassed were his agents.
A hand upon a nearly naked shoulder. Jack´s body stiffening up in the
nearly empty hallway.
-No.
Her whisper nothing more than just that, a whisper.
Her heart beat racing way above normal as her fear and anger filled his
senses.
-You two better come back with me.
His own heart bleeding when he forced Jack to walk a head of himself, a shiv
close to her father´s body.
*It´s for your own good*
-Fuck, Riddick, can´t i take a walk without you bothering me.
-Not if you´re planning to walk to earth.
-Go fuck yourself Dickie!
A chuckle carried from his lips. The irony of this all.
He was the one saving her ass, but yet all she gave was shit.
The girl was ready to follow a man who´d raped and abused her, but not
someone who´d never touched her with out her consent.
-Don´t create a scene Jackie girl, you might regret it.
Riddick well aware that his tone contained a lethal treat. She´d understand
later.
*Will she understand that you´re about to ghost her old man?*
As soon as they entered the ship the most predictable thing occurred.
-WHAT THE FUCK´S WRONG WITH YOU!
Her fists slamming at Riddick´s chest, soon her angered fists were held
by Riddick´s huge hands. Her body pinned up against the wall.
-LET ME GO YOU GOD DAMN MAD MAN MOTHER FUCKER!
he wouldn´t let her struggles or desperate attempts of offence get to him.
-You got any more stupid things up your sleeve? Huh, Jack?
Are you gonna run again, run and get your drugs, maybe over dose next time.
ISn´t that what you want to do? Run.
her kick´s not bothering him the least, her body by far to weak to even
hurt him, specially when they were that close.
-Fuck off.
HIs lips by her hears, whispering words that agrivated the girl.
-Is that all you´ve got to say?
A new shade entered the room, black eyes stared at the scene, stared at the
old man with emptiness, stared at JAck and Riddick with some sorrow beneath
the cold surface.
-Riddick, you mind if it talk to my little sister?
Without words Riddick backed away, gicing Skylar a threatening glare.
-Don´t worry Richard, i´m just gonna talk to your little runaway.
-Screw you Skylar.
Jack´s voice hissing and violent to hear. Underneath the tough looking surface
her broken soul could be seen.
The pain screaming through her brown eyes and begging for comfort.
-No thanks, we´re you planning to back stabb us all along?
Skylar´s sisterly anger blowing away every single mind present.
The tone of voice had never been heard before from the "serial killer".
-Sure, why not...fuck off.
Skylar leaned up against the wall, knowing that this little chat would be
fireworks.
-You just gonna leave all of us Jack? All of us that love you?
Jack´s body couldn´t remain still, she begun to pace.
-You don´t love me, all you want is the fucking code...oh..guess what
I´M NOT DOING IT!!!!
Some fury seen in the big chimney´s smoke black eyes, it bubbled beneath
the surface of her space pale face, waiting for a finishing blow.
-We all need you Jack, me, MAcy,. Riddick...not that old fucker, it´s he
who don´t give a shit about you.
The hurt on the girlie´s face cutting through the thickest of steels.
Jack threw her arms out into the acid air.
-You know what, i don´t have to listen to you. You can all just fuck off
because I don´t give a fuck about any of you, especially YOU and RIDDICK.
Jack´s toothpick feet paced away from the scenary.
Skylar took a deep breath and with it soem self control.
Enough of lies and cover ups, now the litt chimney would hear the truth.
Whether she liked it or not.