Chapter 12: Getaway

Chapter 19: Getaway

The first man lunged at her and quicker than the blink of an eye was decapitated; his head rolling lost on the floor.

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks; she had no weapon.

"What? No one wants to play anymore?" she asked sardonically, " I thought you were going to teach me a lesson."

The convicts remained still, eyeing the stranger warily, until one shouted from the crowd.

"What do you want from us?"

"It's not what…it's who."

Meanwhile…

Riddick had been hiding in the shadows as he made his escape, the sounds of the fight traveling to his ears; it must have distracted him, before he knew it he was knocked face first into the dirt.

He awoke shortly after to find himself chained, in what appeared to be, one of the various torture rooms this establishment had constructed.

Riddick glanced around, testing his restraints, trying to figure a way out of this mess, when a woman's voice startled him.

"It won't work, there made with some reinforced coralite."

~Why can't I see her or sense her?~

"How did you get here?" she asked, stepping into his line of sight.

Riddick glared at the woman and tugged briefly at his restraints.

"Relax Riddick, if I wanted you dead to collect on the money, I would have done it while you were still knocked out. Now how did you get here?"

He still refused to answer.

"Fuck you," he grated.

"Listen, I don't have much time to play this lovely game of who has bigger balls… I'll get the answer out of you one way or another…it's up to you."
She had stepped right up to him, inches away from his face, and could feel the air escaping him every time he exhaled.

"Why the fuck should I tell you anything?"

"Do you want to get out of here?"

"Why so you can just turn me in when you're done using me? Fuck you lady…I don't need this shit. My recommendation, do me, before I get shiv happy on your wannabe ass."

The woman grabbed his face roughly and glared into his goggled eyes.

"You're really trying my patience, but fine you don't want to tell me…I'll leave you here to become ass buddies with your friends."

She began to back away and walk towards the door

"FUCK YOU!" he yelled tugging furiously on his chains.

"No, no, my dear Richard, you'll be fucking all the psychos here once I walk out the door. There's a line you know," she said teasingly, trying to entice him to come with her.

Riddick sat quietly for a moment thinking about the woman's words and fighting with himself for an answer, he knew he couldn't get out of here without help, but also knew if he went with this woman he would get royally fucked up the ass; either way Riddick knew he was screwed, but he'd much rather be dicked over by a woman than several hundred men.

"Fine," he mumbled, defeated.

"That's all I wanted to hear," she smiled as she quickly walked over to him.

As she began to release his restraints, the convicts began to furiously bang on the door.

"Hey times up cow! He's ours now! Open the fucking door BITCH!"

She tossed him a couple of weapons and Riddick nodded to signal he was ready as she opened the door.

She threw a stun light blaster at them, creating a blinding light that caused them to back up. This gave the duo just enough room to make it out the door unscathed. The prisoners were following close behind; just as they made it to the exit one large con stood in the way, blocking the entire hole.

Riddick didn't stop running; he plowed right into the man sending him flying backward, and as he ran over him, shot him in the head.

They stopped running when they were a safe distance from the colony and Riddick turned to the woman.

"How the fuck are we getting out of here?"

"With this…"

She clicked a button on the small metal band on her wrist and a ship slowly came into view directly in front of them.

Riddick walked up to it and examined it closely.

~State of the art fighting ship, with several modifications' he smirked to himself as he noted all the 'home improvements' installed on the ship~

"Nice huh?" she asked proudly.

Riddick just grunted in response, "So can we get the fuck out of here?"

She released the lock mechanism on the hatch and she stepped in with Riddick following close behind, she walked up to the control deck, and was about to sit in the pilot's seat when she felt the end of the gun pointed at the back of her head.

"Move."

She couldn't help but laugh.

"What the fuck are you laughing at?"

"Make me," she wheezed through her laughing.

Riddick smelt no fear, which unnerved him.

"Bitch, I said move your fucking ass now."

"Make me," she said seriously this time.

Riddick was about to hit her when she spun around suddenly and kneed him in the groin and then giving him an uppercut which had him sprawled on the floor, lying on his back.

In a split second the woman was on top of him, straddling his waist, gun pointed between his eyes, and the other had a blade pushed against his neck.

"Don't fuck with me Riddick," she growled.

Riddick was pissed, furious actually, the animal within him wanted to tear the bitch to pieces and drink her blood, but he remained calm on the outside; showing no emotion he just stared at her.

"Can't blame me for trying," he smiled wryly.

~She's good~ he had to admit that, but he was better.

"No…" that was all she was able to get out. Riddick had her flipped over before she even realized it, and he pressed all his weight against her, crushing her between him and the floor.

"Don't fuck with me either," he smiled at her again.

"So what's your name?" he asked as he pushed the shiv deeper into her throat.

"Vega." And smiled psychotically back at him.

Riddick's entire body went tense as he jumped off of her, aiming the gun directly at her head.

"But your dead."