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Noir's POV
"Hi." I said sitting down at the bar." I'll take beer and a glass of water." I say to the bartender. He looks t me
strangely then he turns to fill my order. I look around the bar as I wait. Not a lot of people but enough for me
study and fill my time making up pasts for. One man catches my eye. I look at him but he turns away from me
before I get a good look at his eyes. The bartender sets my order on the bar in front of me and I slowly sip
my beer taking gulps of water in between. The man that had caught my eye came over to the bar and stood
there staring at me.
" Hey." He finally say's. I look at him and smile shyly.
" Hi." I say. He sits down. I fell uncomfortable next to him.
" So haven't seen you around here before." He said. I shook my head.
" I'm new." I say. He nods."
"Me too. So maybe we could get together sometime and you know show each other around." He said. I
smile a little and nod.
" Maybe." I pay the bartender and get up to leave.
" Hey wait where do you live." He asks. I Look at him warily then quickly leave the bar. Not answering him.
My eye's slowly opened and I looked out the grate at my head into the hall way of slam. I just saw the wall
beyond. I stretch as best as I can in the small cramped space and then I wrapped a bit of torn cloth around
my dark hair to avoid it being grabbed and ripped out then I crawled out of my little home. It had
been my home for about two years now I guess. No use counting days when you can't even see daylight. I
crowd close to the grate and peek out trying to see if anyone is around. Nothing. I pulled the grate out and
climb out of the hole then I replaced the grate and tightened the rope around my pants to keep them
up. I had lost a lot of weight since first coming here and now my pants barely fit me. I turned to head down
the hall way. My shoulders raised and my head held high. I acted like I had the run of the place. I was afraid
every time that I opened that grate but I wouldn't
show it. And I knew how to handle a shiv. I was more deadly with it then anyone I had fought before so I
was pretty confident that I wouldn't be bothered much but I was still afraid. As I walked I remembered the
first time I had ever used the shiv. It was my second day in slam and I was walking to the mess hall. The man
attacked me from behind but he hadn't expected me to be so good with a shiv. Me either for that matter. It
was the one that the guard had given me? I was walking down one of the hall going to the mess hall and a
man had come up on me by surprise. He grabbed me from behind and held a hand over my mouth.
"Hello there sweet thing." He said taking a big sniff of my hair." Mmm you smell good." He pulled me into
the shadows. I knew that he was going to rape me. Slowly, I reached behind me and pulled the shiv from my
pants and stuck it into his side. He cried out and dropped me.
"You B!^$%." He cried holding a hand over the wound in his side. He came at me with a shiv. I jumped out
of the way just in time and turned to meet his next attack. Suddenly it was like slow motion. I saw him take
another shiv from his pants and he ran at me only he seemed like he was crawling. I dodged and slammed
my arm into his back sending him sprawling. I looked down at myself amazed. Where the man had moved
so slowly I had seemed to move faster then light. He jumped up but I was already there on top of him. I cut
him up bad before he finally got his legs under me and shoved me off of him. I flew back and hit the wall but
it didn't faze me. I jumped at him but he dodged this time catching me before a hit the wall behind him. He
threw me with all his weight against the far wall again and this time I hit it hard. I heard my head knock
against that wall and stars danced before my eyes.
"Now let's see who's the boss." The man said. I vaguely remember him running his hands all over my
body. A red haze went over my vision. I was angry. No man had any right to touch me like this.
"What the hell is wrong with your F%$#@!& eyes?" He said stepping back a little. I had no idea what was
wrong with my eyes. I gripped the shiv harder and I felt a strange felling go through me. I wanted to kill this
man. I quickly slashed the man across his chest. He stepped back and looked down at his bleeding chest. I
growled and flew at him wielding the shiv like a kitchen knife. A strange sounding cry escaped my throat.
"What the F^%$ are you?" He asked as he fell back from my attack. He looked terrified. Good. I thought.
You should be.
"I am a dragon." I hissed then I lunged at him again. He didn't have a chance. My shiv got him in the heart
hard, propelled with the weight of my body
It was then that I had acquired a new shiv and a set of boots. The boots were to big but they worked on my
cold feet. I later discarded them feeling safer without the heavy things on.
I shook my head to clear the memories of my first kill in prison and walked into the mess hall directly to the
wall in the back where there were slightly clean bowls and a disgusting tube thing that dispensed the food. I
got my gruel for the day and went to a corner and sat down to eat. Not noticing the taste any more. The
first time I had eaten it I had thrown it up it was so bad then I forced my self to eat it. I needed to stay
alive. It was still disgusting But I managed to choke it down. Running boots came and I looked up in time to
see mouse the little weasel who I had seen my first day run in and to a table where the man who had given
me my first taste of slam, Damon, sat. I had taught him not to mess with me after I found out I could handle
a shiv. He still bore the scar of my lesson at his pants line. I told him I would go lower if he ever tried to
touch me again and he had left me alone ever since occasionally sending stupid men to try and kill me. But it
never worked they were all to stupid. I perked up my hearing to hear what they were talking about.
".. back." I hadn't caught the first part of his little speech but by the hard expression on Damon's face I
knew that it couldn't be good. I heard murmurs around the room and caught the name Riddick. A memory
teased the back of my mind and I remembered a news flash that had said that a Richard B. Riddick had
escaped and was at large. But that was a few months before my trial. I hadn't paid any attention to it at
the time. I stood and left the room heading for one of the many shower rooms to see if it was empty. It was. I
looked up and down the hall outside the large room but didn't see anyone so I quickly peeled off my outer
layer of clothing and turned on the water.
I let the hot water run over me relaxing me, taking the kinks from sleeping weird from my body. I grabbed my
shiv from my clothes on the floor and slowly and carefully started to shave my legs with the sharp knife. I
only did this once a month because it took so long and I didn't want to be in this room for longer then necessary
but today I felt the strange urge to spiff my self up some. I took the ruff bar of soap that I had stolen from the
other showers and lather enough into my hand to wash my hair with. It didn't do a very good job but it
worked better then nothing. I stepped from the stream of luke warm water and rubbed down my body with
a spare blanket that I kept folded at my back for use as a towel. I pulled on the rest of my clothing and
headed back to my hole to sleep some more. That's all I ever did. Sleep shower and eat. An occasionally kill
here and there if some one didn't want me to get home but that didn't take long considering the fact that
without shoes or gloves I could stick to the ceiling. A strange thing I had found out I could do when I had
been chased right into a deadened. I had never figured out how I could do it I just knew that I could so I used
that to my advantage.
Today just wasn't my day to get home safe. Home. That's what I called the hole in the ground that I had
lived in for who knows how long or cares for that matter. But it was home. No one bothered me and I didn't
bother them. I doubt any one knew I was there. I walked confidently down the hallway to my grate and was
about three turns away when I heard fighting coming from my hall way. I quietly turned the corner to my
hallway to figure out what was up and came upon a scene that I had seen many times before. I sighed and
leaned against a wall to wait it out and till everyone left to go fight somewhere else. But apparently someone
else had different ideas. I saw Damon in the middle of the circle of men and another huge man.. Biggest I had
seen yet. Circling each other with drawn shivs. They continually made rude disgusting comments about
each others social life so I tuned that out and ignored them until I saw that strangers eyes flash in my
direction. He hesitated for a moment and that was a mistake. Damon was on him in a hurry. I sighed and
decided to walk around for awhile maybe crawl on the ceiling for a bit and wait till the fight was over. I
turned to go and was only about twenty paces from the end of the hallway when I felt someone grab my arm
and pull me towards a wall. It was so fast I couldn't see who it was and before I knew it a hand was over my
mouth. Not that I would have screamed. Maybe yelled a few unmentionable things at him then beat him to a
pulp but never scream. I stopped screaming a long time ago. I stood there for a moment then when I felt that
he was sure enough of himself that he would be easier to handle I bit his arm and shoved my elbow into his
stomach. He released me and I turned and held up my shiv ready for a fight. I saw who it was that had
attacked me and I dropped my hands. It was him. The man who had looked at me and I was sure of, lost his
life because of it. I looked back at the pack fight still going on in front of my grate then back at him. How had
he gotten out of there without any one noticing? I chided myself. These men were idiots.
" You." I said looking back at him. I hadn't said anything for what felt like weeks and just to hear my own voice again made me
sigh. How good it would feel to hear someone say my name again.
"Me." The man said and before I knew it I was pinned against the wall behind me. My eyes widened. I had
underestimated this man. He was faster then any of the others and he was apparently smarter knowing
exactly where squeeze my hands so that I dropped the shiv. Fear raced through my system. It was almost
addicting.
" You the girl everyone is so excited over?" H e asked in a whisper next to my ear. He slowly backed up
enough so that he could see me and then he moved to the other ear.
" Don't look like much to me." He said. This made me so angry. The blood boiled in my veins and I growled.
I tried to pull my hands away but he held them above my head with most of his strength. I smiled and used
his own hand s against him. He held my arms up there so tightly that I dropped my weight and swung up
with my knee's hitting him where it counts. He dropped my hand and staggered a few steps back. I started to
run down the hall. I heard him curse slightly behind me. I grinned. He would remember not to do that again.
Noir's POV
"Hi." I said sitting down at the bar." I'll take beer and a glass of water." I say to the bartender. He looks t me
strangely then he turns to fill my order. I look around the bar as I wait. Not a lot of people but enough for me
study and fill my time making up pasts for. One man catches my eye. I look at him but he turns away from me
before I get a good look at his eyes. The bartender sets my order on the bar in front of me and I slowly sip
my beer taking gulps of water in between. The man that had caught my eye came over to the bar and stood
there staring at me.
" Hey." He finally say's. I look at him and smile shyly.
" Hi." I say. He sits down. I fell uncomfortable next to him.
" So haven't seen you around here before." He said. I shook my head.
" I'm new." I say. He nods."
"Me too. So maybe we could get together sometime and you know show each other around." He said. I
smile a little and nod.
" Maybe." I pay the bartender and get up to leave.
" Hey wait where do you live." He asks. I Look at him warily then quickly leave the bar. Not answering him.
My eye's slowly opened and I looked out the grate at my head into the hall way of slam. I just saw the wall
beyond. I stretch as best as I can in the small cramped space and then I wrapped a bit of torn cloth around
my dark hair to avoid it being grabbed and ripped out then I crawled out of my little home. It had
been my home for about two years now I guess. No use counting days when you can't even see daylight. I
crowd close to the grate and peek out trying to see if anyone is around. Nothing. I pulled the grate out and
climb out of the hole then I replaced the grate and tightened the rope around my pants to keep them
up. I had lost a lot of weight since first coming here and now my pants barely fit me. I turned to head down
the hall way. My shoulders raised and my head held high. I acted like I had the run of the place. I was afraid
every time that I opened that grate but I wouldn't
show it. And I knew how to handle a shiv. I was more deadly with it then anyone I had fought before so I
was pretty confident that I wouldn't be bothered much but I was still afraid. As I walked I remembered the
first time I had ever used the shiv. It was my second day in slam and I was walking to the mess hall. The man
attacked me from behind but he hadn't expected me to be so good with a shiv. Me either for that matter. It
was the one that the guard had given me? I was walking down one of the hall going to the mess hall and a
man had come up on me by surprise. He grabbed me from behind and held a hand over my mouth.
"Hello there sweet thing." He said taking a big sniff of my hair." Mmm you smell good." He pulled me into
the shadows. I knew that he was going to rape me. Slowly, I reached behind me and pulled the shiv from my
pants and stuck it into his side. He cried out and dropped me.
"You B!^$%." He cried holding a hand over the wound in his side. He came at me with a shiv. I jumped out
of the way just in time and turned to meet his next attack. Suddenly it was like slow motion. I saw him take
another shiv from his pants and he ran at me only he seemed like he was crawling. I dodged and slammed
my arm into his back sending him sprawling. I looked down at myself amazed. Where the man had moved
so slowly I had seemed to move faster then light. He jumped up but I was already there on top of him. I cut
him up bad before he finally got his legs under me and shoved me off of him. I flew back and hit the wall but
it didn't faze me. I jumped at him but he dodged this time catching me before a hit the wall behind him. He
threw me with all his weight against the far wall again and this time I hit it hard. I heard my head knock
against that wall and stars danced before my eyes.
"Now let's see who's the boss." The man said. I vaguely remember him running his hands all over my
body. A red haze went over my vision. I was angry. No man had any right to touch me like this.
"What the hell is wrong with your F%$#@!& eyes?" He said stepping back a little. I had no idea what was
wrong with my eyes. I gripped the shiv harder and I felt a strange felling go through me. I wanted to kill this
man. I quickly slashed the man across his chest. He stepped back and looked down at his bleeding chest. I
growled and flew at him wielding the shiv like a kitchen knife. A strange sounding cry escaped my throat.
"What the F^%$ are you?" He asked as he fell back from my attack. He looked terrified. Good. I thought.
You should be.
"I am a dragon." I hissed then I lunged at him again. He didn't have a chance. My shiv got him in the heart
hard, propelled with the weight of my body
It was then that I had acquired a new shiv and a set of boots. The boots were to big but they worked on my
cold feet. I later discarded them feeling safer without the heavy things on.
I shook my head to clear the memories of my first kill in prison and walked into the mess hall directly to the
wall in the back where there were slightly clean bowls and a disgusting tube thing that dispensed the food. I
got my gruel for the day and went to a corner and sat down to eat. Not noticing the taste any more. The
first time I had eaten it I had thrown it up it was so bad then I forced my self to eat it. I needed to stay
alive. It was still disgusting But I managed to choke it down. Running boots came and I looked up in time to
see mouse the little weasel who I had seen my first day run in and to a table where the man who had given
me my first taste of slam, Damon, sat. I had taught him not to mess with me after I found out I could handle
a shiv. He still bore the scar of my lesson at his pants line. I told him I would go lower if he ever tried to
touch me again and he had left me alone ever since occasionally sending stupid men to try and kill me. But it
never worked they were all to stupid. I perked up my hearing to hear what they were talking about.
".. back." I hadn't caught the first part of his little speech but by the hard expression on Damon's face I
knew that it couldn't be good. I heard murmurs around the room and caught the name Riddick. A memory
teased the back of my mind and I remembered a news flash that had said that a Richard B. Riddick had
escaped and was at large. But that was a few months before my trial. I hadn't paid any attention to it at
the time. I stood and left the room heading for one of the many shower rooms to see if it was empty. It was. I
looked up and down the hall outside the large room but didn't see anyone so I quickly peeled off my outer
layer of clothing and turned on the water.
I let the hot water run over me relaxing me, taking the kinks from sleeping weird from my body. I grabbed my
shiv from my clothes on the floor and slowly and carefully started to shave my legs with the sharp knife. I
only did this once a month because it took so long and I didn't want to be in this room for longer then necessary
but today I felt the strange urge to spiff my self up some. I took the ruff bar of soap that I had stolen from the
other showers and lather enough into my hand to wash my hair with. It didn't do a very good job but it
worked better then nothing. I stepped from the stream of luke warm water and rubbed down my body with
a spare blanket that I kept folded at my back for use as a towel. I pulled on the rest of my clothing and
headed back to my hole to sleep some more. That's all I ever did. Sleep shower and eat. An occasionally kill
here and there if some one didn't want me to get home but that didn't take long considering the fact that
without shoes or gloves I could stick to the ceiling. A strange thing I had found out I could do when I had
been chased right into a deadened. I had never figured out how I could do it I just knew that I could so I used
that to my advantage.
Today just wasn't my day to get home safe. Home. That's what I called the hole in the ground that I had
lived in for who knows how long or cares for that matter. But it was home. No one bothered me and I didn't
bother them. I doubt any one knew I was there. I walked confidently down the hallway to my grate and was
about three turns away when I heard fighting coming from my hall way. I quietly turned the corner to my
hallway to figure out what was up and came upon a scene that I had seen many times before. I sighed and
leaned against a wall to wait it out and till everyone left to go fight somewhere else. But apparently someone
else had different ideas. I saw Damon in the middle of the circle of men and another huge man.. Biggest I had
seen yet. Circling each other with drawn shivs. They continually made rude disgusting comments about
each others social life so I tuned that out and ignored them until I saw that strangers eyes flash in my
direction. He hesitated for a moment and that was a mistake. Damon was on him in a hurry. I sighed and
decided to walk around for awhile maybe crawl on the ceiling for a bit and wait till the fight was over. I
turned to go and was only about twenty paces from the end of the hallway when I felt someone grab my arm
and pull me towards a wall. It was so fast I couldn't see who it was and before I knew it a hand was over my
mouth. Not that I would have screamed. Maybe yelled a few unmentionable things at him then beat him to a
pulp but never scream. I stopped screaming a long time ago. I stood there for a moment then when I felt that
he was sure enough of himself that he would be easier to handle I bit his arm and shoved my elbow into his
stomach. He released me and I turned and held up my shiv ready for a fight. I saw who it was that had
attacked me and I dropped my hands. It was him. The man who had looked at me and I was sure of, lost his
life because of it. I looked back at the pack fight still going on in front of my grate then back at him. How had
he gotten out of there without any one noticing? I chided myself. These men were idiots.
" You." I said looking back at him. I hadn't said anything for what felt like weeks and just to hear my own voice again made me
sigh. How good it would feel to hear someone say my name again.
"Me." The man said and before I knew it I was pinned against the wall behind me. My eyes widened. I had
underestimated this man. He was faster then any of the others and he was apparently smarter knowing
exactly where squeeze my hands so that I dropped the shiv. Fear raced through my system. It was almost
addicting.
" You the girl everyone is so excited over?" H e asked in a whisper next to my ear. He slowly backed up
enough so that he could see me and then he moved to the other ear.
" Don't look like much to me." He said. This made me so angry. The blood boiled in my veins and I growled.
I tried to pull my hands away but he held them above my head with most of his strength. I smiled and used
his own hand s against him. He held my arms up there so tightly that I dropped my weight and swung up
with my knee's hitting him where it counts. He dropped my hand and staggered a few steps back. I started to
run down the hall. I heard him curse slightly behind me. I grinned. He would remember not to do that again.