Chapter 2
Johns ignored the blood running down his back, and began to jog towards where Carolyn
and the others were. They had left. "Fuck me." Following their tracks with the light on
his gauge he ran after them. He had to turn them back to the canyon.
Once he reached and calmed them, they agreed that the canyon was their best bet. They
must be able to think more clearly with Riddick gone. He oh, so contritely, apologized to
Carolyn and told her that he would follow her lead. "Fine, Johns. Now, you'll do what I
say, when I say it. Help Imam with the cells."
Johns and Imam abandoned the sled and they each dragged two cells, with a little help
from Jack and Carolyn. Imam talked to Johns as they hurried along. "I would like to pray
with you. I have already prayed with the others." Johns was an atheist but thought he
would humor Imam. The guy had already lost two of his boys.
When the creature attacked the Imam's third boy, Johns didn't stop. He wanted to get
some distance so he could have a quick shot of morphine. He didn't realize that Jack was
following him until it was too late. He heard her scream. Turning, he saw her lying there.
Screaming. Trapped underneath her bone-shield. Staring at him with those big eyes.
Carolyn ran to her rescue the stupid bitch. If she died Johns would be stuck on this planet.
He ran back to help her. The creature was head-butting the bones and they were
beginning to crack. He tackled Carolyn as the beast swung its tail at her. He fell on her
and wouldn't let her go. "Johns! Johns, you sick fuck. Get off of me, she needs help."
"The only help you're going to give today is helping me get off this sorry-ass planet by
piloting the skiff. I don't want you getting any brave fuckin' ideas. I need you and only
you." Johns, even in this most dire of situations, felt himself begin to get aroused. His
speech was interrupted by a final scream. The thing had finally broken through the bones
and carried Jack away. Johns got up and brushed off his hands. "Only three left." It began
to rain, harder and harder. Staring at Imam, he said: "Where's God now? I'll tell you
where. He's up THERE PISSING on ME!" Imam didn't even have time to reply because
he was caught in the sights of a creature. It stabbed him through his stomach and out his
back. With a triumphant shriek from the hungry alien, he was carried away.
"It's just you and me now, Carolyn. Let's move." Johns held out one of the harnesses
with the cells attached to it. When Carolyn refused to take it, he slapped her. "You fuck.
You don't care about anything." Johns smiled and put his hand to her cheek, roughly.
"You're wrong, Carolyn. I care about you. Now move."
They made it to the skiff without any further problems. Johns shoved Carolyn inside and
dragged the cells onboard. He turned the button that would shut the door. He never even
looked back. They worked silently. Johns was congratulating himself. He was getting off
of this planet. Carolyn was disgusted. She wished she had enough courage to rip Johns
gauge from its holster and shoot him with it. They heard a shriek then a loud bump.
"What the hell?" Johns unholstered his gun. He only had enough time to watch as
Carolyn was stabbed through the head. There had been a small creature tagging along in
the back of the skiff. He moved to shoot it but there were no bullets left. Never taking his
eyes from it he slowly, so slowly, moved to reload the gun. The thing was satisfied
feasting on Carolyn for the time being. Once he finally got the gun loaded he carefully
brought it up. There was a blast and the beast fell. Dead. Along with Carolyn.
Johns stared out the windshield of the skiff. They were out there, surrounding the skiff.
He felt around and his fingers found one last bullet. "Better make this one count." He put
it in the chamber and glanced at Carolyn one last time, disgusted. Dead. What the fuck?
Johns stared out, not seeing anything. There was a blast and blood sprayed out to cover
the windshield. The gauge fell from his hand and landed with a thud on the floor.
Johns ignored the blood running down his back, and began to jog towards where Carolyn
and the others were. They had left. "Fuck me." Following their tracks with the light on
his gauge he ran after them. He had to turn them back to the canyon.
Once he reached and calmed them, they agreed that the canyon was their best bet. They
must be able to think more clearly with Riddick gone. He oh, so contritely, apologized to
Carolyn and told her that he would follow her lead. "Fine, Johns. Now, you'll do what I
say, when I say it. Help Imam with the cells."
Johns and Imam abandoned the sled and they each dragged two cells, with a little help
from Jack and Carolyn. Imam talked to Johns as they hurried along. "I would like to pray
with you. I have already prayed with the others." Johns was an atheist but thought he
would humor Imam. The guy had already lost two of his boys.
When the creature attacked the Imam's third boy, Johns didn't stop. He wanted to get
some distance so he could have a quick shot of morphine. He didn't realize that Jack was
following him until it was too late. He heard her scream. Turning, he saw her lying there.
Screaming. Trapped underneath her bone-shield. Staring at him with those big eyes.
Carolyn ran to her rescue the stupid bitch. If she died Johns would be stuck on this planet.
He ran back to help her. The creature was head-butting the bones and they were
beginning to crack. He tackled Carolyn as the beast swung its tail at her. He fell on her
and wouldn't let her go. "Johns! Johns, you sick fuck. Get off of me, she needs help."
"The only help you're going to give today is helping me get off this sorry-ass planet by
piloting the skiff. I don't want you getting any brave fuckin' ideas. I need you and only
you." Johns, even in this most dire of situations, felt himself begin to get aroused. His
speech was interrupted by a final scream. The thing had finally broken through the bones
and carried Jack away. Johns got up and brushed off his hands. "Only three left." It began
to rain, harder and harder. Staring at Imam, he said: "Where's God now? I'll tell you
where. He's up THERE PISSING on ME!" Imam didn't even have time to reply because
he was caught in the sights of a creature. It stabbed him through his stomach and out his
back. With a triumphant shriek from the hungry alien, he was carried away.
"It's just you and me now, Carolyn. Let's move." Johns held out one of the harnesses
with the cells attached to it. When Carolyn refused to take it, he slapped her. "You fuck.
You don't care about anything." Johns smiled and put his hand to her cheek, roughly.
"You're wrong, Carolyn. I care about you. Now move."
They made it to the skiff without any further problems. Johns shoved Carolyn inside and
dragged the cells onboard. He turned the button that would shut the door. He never even
looked back. They worked silently. Johns was congratulating himself. He was getting off
of this planet. Carolyn was disgusted. She wished she had enough courage to rip Johns
gauge from its holster and shoot him with it. They heard a shriek then a loud bump.
"What the hell?" Johns unholstered his gun. He only had enough time to watch as
Carolyn was stabbed through the head. There had been a small creature tagging along in
the back of the skiff. He moved to shoot it but there were no bullets left. Never taking his
eyes from it he slowly, so slowly, moved to reload the gun. The thing was satisfied
feasting on Carolyn for the time being. Once he finally got the gun loaded he carefully
brought it up. There was a blast and the beast fell. Dead. Along with Carolyn.
Johns stared out the windshield of the skiff. They were out there, surrounding the skiff.
He felt around and his fingers found one last bullet. "Better make this one count." He put
it in the chamber and glanced at Carolyn one last time, disgusted. Dead. What the fuck?
Johns stared out, not seeing anything. There was a blast and blood sprayed out to cover
the windshield. The gauge fell from his hand and landed with a thud on the floor.