Chapter 3
Once in space and on their way back to Lanka 3 it was time for dinner and the gang all sat down to eat. Gillian took the food like a starving hobo. Everyone looked at her as if she were crazy, after they all finished up Gillian was still at the table. Riddick stood up and said, "Are you finished yet?" "No," She answered with a sharp tone. "Whether you think you're finished or not I say you are!" he snapped, reaching for her plate. She glanced up at him then, her eyes flashed with contempt. "So that's what you plan on doing? Starving me?" Riddick begins to laugh, "How, it's hard for you to starve with all the food you put away already. But it's not a bad idea, maybe I will if you act like a bad little girl." He says this as he moves closer to her. Instead of questioning him she let go of the plate that they were holding on to and she dropped her face. 'I hope she doesn't think she's gonna ignore me.' He thought. He took her chin in his hand and raised it, forcing her to meet his gaze. She was afraid; he could smell it, but why now? Thinking to the conversation of the night before he hit him. 'She's afraid of sleeping with me.' He thought. His first reaction was to be offended. Riddick never made an effort to please women; he was enough to make any girl he wanted hot. The women he slept with NEVER complained. Riddick released her face and though she made no effort to keep it from falling, her bold stance was gone. Her fists were clench so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. Her nails left marks so deep in her hands he wondered why she didn't draw blood. Realizing that he was rubbing the imprints he quickly released her and pushed her back slightly. "Go to your cabin," he snapped.
"Why don't you just go and rape her?" Jarvis said. The words made Riddick swivel in his chair. "Obviously that's what she fears most," he continued. "No one will hear her scream...."He waited for Riddick to answer him. "Do you want some of the guys watch you do it?" "NO! You sick bastard,..." "Look who's talking." Riddick turned back to his chair and stared into the empty space. "I don't want her." "What!? You don't want her! Now whose tha sick one?" Jarvis reaches over to feel Riddick's forehead, but Riddick swats it away. "I mean c'mon, tha chick is beautiful. I mean I personally would love..." "Love to what?!" Riddick said as he laid a hard gaze on Jarvis causing him to stop. "I know she's beautiful Jarvis, I just don't want her okay?" "Oh c'mon, don't you want her barefoot and pregnant?" "No, especially with someone with Hellax's bloodline." Riddick sighed deeply before continuing, "Besides, it's better to sit here and let her worry about what I'm gonna do to her. Let her suffer with her own thoughts."
Gillian tried to breathe slowly, concentrating on her body. She knew what was going to happen next, of course. Her master, Oliver Tenders, had told her more than once, describing it in graphic detail as he groped her, Gillian shuddered, gasping at the memory of the fat, dirty, bastard loosening his pants and showing his small little dick. She couldn't believe that he was able of doing all he said he could. Shutting her eyes tight, she hoped to block out the image of him, so terrible. Her mind wandered to her new husband. HE on the other hand was by no means Oliver Tenders. He actually very sexy, his tan skin, bald head, muscular build. 'Mmmm, nope. He wasn't Oliver at all.' She thought. Hours later when everything settled down, Riddick snuck into her room, HE was watching her breath. Slowly, up and down her chest heaved.
By the next evening, they finally made it to the compound. Jack rushed out quickly to greet them. "Hey, I'm Jaclyn, but you can call me Jack.." Gillian was taken by surprised but still smiled and shook Jack's hand, "I'm.." "Gillian, I know, we've been waiting for you. Wow, that's some outfit." Gillian looked down at her black robe and smiled weakly, then back at Jack who was in designer jeans and a cute little top. "Don't worry, I was just kidding, I'm sure you'd like to go shopping sometime.." Riddick comes up, "Later Jack, we're hungry. Has Edna made dinner yet?" "Yeah, it's all ready for you guys." At dinner once again Gillian ate like was no tomorrow. Shuddering, she almost dropped the hot meat that she grabbed. Then, she thrusted it in her mouth too quickly and flinched as it burned her mouth. "God, you're a pig," Riddick snapped as they all stared at her. "Riddick!" Jack yells "Well she is!" "Shut up Riddick!" Gillian turns red from all the face that had turned to her. Gillian quickly got up and rushed to the hall, Riddick slapped his napkin down and followed. Turing her around as he stopped her he saw her eyes watering. "What's wrong with you. You eat enough for two." Slowing his words down in his mind he realizes what he just said. "Are you pregnant?" Gillian swats at her eyes before saying, "Yeah, that's the way convents work, guaranteed you to get knocked up before you leave." He stiffed at her sarcastic remark, smiling a bit he said, "Well, it's been in my recent experience that some of the so- called nuns of the convent wander the halls at night, looking for the male visitors. But I'm sure you wouldn't know that game now would you?" Gillian's mouth popped open. "Why do hate me?" She asked, just to make it clear what lay between them. "Your blood, its pure poison." "Is this cuz I'm Hellax's niece? I can't help that. I'm not him, I didn't even know him, and I've never even seen him." "He sent you money though." "Yeah, to join a convent. To get rid of me...because he didn't want me, like no one wants me." Too late she's showed too much already. "What about your father, Hellax's brother." "What about him?" "Did you love him?" His eyes narrowed. "No," she finally answered honestly. "He was a squanderer, who lost any coin he laid his hands on. He didn't care for us at all. Why do you wana punish me for what they did?" Riddick finally let her go. "What are you gonna do to me?" Gillian asked. "Don't be in such a hurry sweet nun. We have many beautiful years ahead of us." He smiled.
Once in space and on their way back to Lanka 3 it was time for dinner and the gang all sat down to eat. Gillian took the food like a starving hobo. Everyone looked at her as if she were crazy, after they all finished up Gillian was still at the table. Riddick stood up and said, "Are you finished yet?" "No," She answered with a sharp tone. "Whether you think you're finished or not I say you are!" he snapped, reaching for her plate. She glanced up at him then, her eyes flashed with contempt. "So that's what you plan on doing? Starving me?" Riddick begins to laugh, "How, it's hard for you to starve with all the food you put away already. But it's not a bad idea, maybe I will if you act like a bad little girl." He says this as he moves closer to her. Instead of questioning him she let go of the plate that they were holding on to and she dropped her face. 'I hope she doesn't think she's gonna ignore me.' He thought. He took her chin in his hand and raised it, forcing her to meet his gaze. She was afraid; he could smell it, but why now? Thinking to the conversation of the night before he hit him. 'She's afraid of sleeping with me.' He thought. His first reaction was to be offended. Riddick never made an effort to please women; he was enough to make any girl he wanted hot. The women he slept with NEVER complained. Riddick released her face and though she made no effort to keep it from falling, her bold stance was gone. Her fists were clench so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. Her nails left marks so deep in her hands he wondered why she didn't draw blood. Realizing that he was rubbing the imprints he quickly released her and pushed her back slightly. "Go to your cabin," he snapped.
"Why don't you just go and rape her?" Jarvis said. The words made Riddick swivel in his chair. "Obviously that's what she fears most," he continued. "No one will hear her scream...."He waited for Riddick to answer him. "Do you want some of the guys watch you do it?" "NO! You sick bastard,..." "Look who's talking." Riddick turned back to his chair and stared into the empty space. "I don't want her." "What!? You don't want her! Now whose tha sick one?" Jarvis reaches over to feel Riddick's forehead, but Riddick swats it away. "I mean c'mon, tha chick is beautiful. I mean I personally would love..." "Love to what?!" Riddick said as he laid a hard gaze on Jarvis causing him to stop. "I know she's beautiful Jarvis, I just don't want her okay?" "Oh c'mon, don't you want her barefoot and pregnant?" "No, especially with someone with Hellax's bloodline." Riddick sighed deeply before continuing, "Besides, it's better to sit here and let her worry about what I'm gonna do to her. Let her suffer with her own thoughts."
Gillian tried to breathe slowly, concentrating on her body. She knew what was going to happen next, of course. Her master, Oliver Tenders, had told her more than once, describing it in graphic detail as he groped her, Gillian shuddered, gasping at the memory of the fat, dirty, bastard loosening his pants and showing his small little dick. She couldn't believe that he was able of doing all he said he could. Shutting her eyes tight, she hoped to block out the image of him, so terrible. Her mind wandered to her new husband. HE on the other hand was by no means Oliver Tenders. He actually very sexy, his tan skin, bald head, muscular build. 'Mmmm, nope. He wasn't Oliver at all.' She thought. Hours later when everything settled down, Riddick snuck into her room, HE was watching her breath. Slowly, up and down her chest heaved.
By the next evening, they finally made it to the compound. Jack rushed out quickly to greet them. "Hey, I'm Jaclyn, but you can call me Jack.." Gillian was taken by surprised but still smiled and shook Jack's hand, "I'm.." "Gillian, I know, we've been waiting for you. Wow, that's some outfit." Gillian looked down at her black robe and smiled weakly, then back at Jack who was in designer jeans and a cute little top. "Don't worry, I was just kidding, I'm sure you'd like to go shopping sometime.." Riddick comes up, "Later Jack, we're hungry. Has Edna made dinner yet?" "Yeah, it's all ready for you guys." At dinner once again Gillian ate like was no tomorrow. Shuddering, she almost dropped the hot meat that she grabbed. Then, she thrusted it in her mouth too quickly and flinched as it burned her mouth. "God, you're a pig," Riddick snapped as they all stared at her. "Riddick!" Jack yells "Well she is!" "Shut up Riddick!" Gillian turns red from all the face that had turned to her. Gillian quickly got up and rushed to the hall, Riddick slapped his napkin down and followed. Turing her around as he stopped her he saw her eyes watering. "What's wrong with you. You eat enough for two." Slowing his words down in his mind he realizes what he just said. "Are you pregnant?" Gillian swats at her eyes before saying, "Yeah, that's the way convents work, guaranteed you to get knocked up before you leave." He stiffed at her sarcastic remark, smiling a bit he said, "Well, it's been in my recent experience that some of the so- called nuns of the convent wander the halls at night, looking for the male visitors. But I'm sure you wouldn't know that game now would you?" Gillian's mouth popped open. "Why do hate me?" She asked, just to make it clear what lay between them. "Your blood, its pure poison." "Is this cuz I'm Hellax's niece? I can't help that. I'm not him, I didn't even know him, and I've never even seen him." "He sent you money though." "Yeah, to join a convent. To get rid of me...because he didn't want me, like no one wants me." Too late she's showed too much already. "What about your father, Hellax's brother." "What about him?" "Did you love him?" His eyes narrowed. "No," she finally answered honestly. "He was a squanderer, who lost any coin he laid his hands on. He didn't care for us at all. Why do you wana punish me for what they did?" Riddick finally let her go. "What are you gonna do to me?" Gillian asked. "Don't be in such a hurry sweet nun. We have many beautiful years ahead of us." He smiled.