Rating: R for profanity and violence
Disclaimer: The Pitch Black characters are not mine, so don't sue. My characters are mine so please don't steal them.
Story outline/authors note: 5 years after the PB issue Jack and Riddick meet up and fall into some trouble. First story on this site. Please give me feedback, but don't be too harsh.
Vendetta
Chapter 8
"What do you mean dead?!" Riddick slammed his fist against the dirty bar.
Lorn sipped his drink. "He's dead. Some guy named Big C 'offed him about a month ago. Got 56 mill for him too. Rich bastard." He downed the rest of his drink.
"Fuck!"
"What did you need him for, maybe I can help."
"No. I now another place I can go." Riddick got up and left the bar. "Shit, I really don't want to talk to that woman.
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Riddick approached a worn down, old looking frat house. Bricks falling off, missing shingles, holes in the deck, and grass that hadn't been cut in who knows how long. He moved around to the back and saw a guard in a tree facing the back door, gun in hand. Luckily the guard hadn't seen him yet. He silently moved around to the back of the tree.
He put his shiv in his mouth and began to climb the tree. He stopped when he was in sight of the guard huddled on a branch. 'This is too easy. She wouldn't let it be this easy.' He looked around. There didn't seem to be any traps. He shrugged his shoulders and killed the guard. Just in case, he pinned him in the position he was sitting in.
He climbed down the tree and went to the back door. He jiggled the handle. Locked. "Shit." A little slit in the door slid open revealing two auburn eyes.
"Who goes there?" The eyes asked. It was a male, he sounded young.
Riddick thought for a moment. "How dare you! Don't you know who I am!?!" Riddicks voice boomed.
"I'm ss-sorry sssir. I'm nn-new and-"
"Just let me in already. You don't want to-"
"Y-yes sir." The slit closed and the door opened. A little boy, no older then Twelve, faced him. "The Queen is waiting. Your very late. Twenty whole minutes."
"Yah I know." Riddick peered inside, then stepped in. He was in a small hallway. A black and grey hallway with a door at the end. He turned around to see the boy wave to the dead man in the tree. He closed the door. There was a box glued to the back of the door for the boy to stand on.
"So you must be Carooe then?" The boy locked the door.
"Sure." Riddick just stared at the boy, not sure if he was trained to ask questions to everyone.
"Well, B-12 then." He smiled at Riddick.
Riddick glared at the boy through his goggles. 'Was that some kind of code.'
"Sir?" The boy pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. "Level b-12."
Riddick went to the door and opened it. It was an elevator. He stepped in and looked around. There was a button panel, level 2- B-30. He pushed B-12 and the doors began to close.
"Good luck Sir." The boy shouted as the doors pushed shut.
Good luck? What's that supposed to mean? Riddick pushed B-11 and the doors began to move. He didn't want to interrupt their meeting unexpectedly. Yet.
The doors opened at B-11. It was pitch black. He took off his goggles and stepped inside. As soon as he was out of the elevator he was blasted with light as bright as a cloudless day. "Fuck!" He covered his eyes and backed up to the wall. He put his goggles back on and looked around. It was a small square room. Four doors, four cameras. All the cameras moved and focused on him.
He tried to open the doors, but they were all locked. The door he came in through was also closed and locked and looked identical to the others. So now he was trapped in a little room.
One of the doors began to beep, he faced it. The doors opened and a woman walked out, oblivious to Riddicks presence, and bumped into him. He clip board and papers fell.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there." She bent down to pick up her papers. She had dirty blonde hair pulled back in a bun. She was wearing a little black dress and black boots that went past her knees. She probably worked for the Queen.
She picked up all her papers, then stood up in front of him. She looked up at him, a bit of fear mingling in her eyes. "Got all my stuff." She walked past him to one of the doors.
Riddick watched as she gently placed her thumb over one of the door knobs. The door opened revealing another elevator. She stepped in, smiled at Riddick, then pushed a button and the doors closed.
"Must be an elevator switch room." Ho thought out loud.. He herd the door the woman had come out of begin to close. Riddick quickly went in. The doors shut and the elevator began to move. He looked at the buttons: 1, B-8, B-18, B-21, B-31, B-32, B-38. His curiosity wanted him to push B-32, but before he could the doors opened at B-18.
A shady character walked in, not the much different then him. He was shorter, in a fancy suite and had cat eyes. His tag said 679. He sniffed, pushed B-28, then sniffed again.
Riddick looked directly at the man. Little sweat droplets began to form on his shoulders.. He was shaking slightly. He was nervous. Riddick sensed his nervousness and figured he was probably tying to break in too. But this guy was obviously really lost. Riddick decided to play with him.
"Did you see Betty tonight?" Riddick had a sly grin. "She was wearing an extra short dress today."
"Yah, she looked really good."
"One tasty peace of meat."
"Mmm hmm."
"Did she see you staring at her. Sometimes she winks."
"Yah, she licked her lips too."
"What did her husband do?"
"What?" Sweat began to drip down his face."
"Well, you know her husbands always around and they have that code. If she winks she's telling her husband to leave you alone, but if she licks her lips, well then that tells her husband to kill you."
"Oh…well…uh he only smiled at me and walked away."
The elevator chimed.
"We;;, that my floor." The doors opened ant the man rushed out.. Riddick laughed in his head then pushed B-32.
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The doors finally opened to reveal a dimly lit room, just the way he liked it. He took off his goggles to look around. It was a bedroom. He wondered if this was her 'majesties' bed room.
In one corner was a little bar with two stools and a bar fridge. In the other was a fireplace and a couch. Then he saw a big bed shaped like a spade. Silky black sheets covering it. 'This must be her room.' How odd for it to be so simple for him to get in. It must be some sort of trap. At another corner there was a door. Light shone from under it, and running water could be herd.
He moved closer to it and the water stopped. A moment, then the light turned of and the door opened.
Riddick couldn't believe it, in front oh him stood the Notorious Queen of Spades. Through his shinned eyes he could see her naked body. Wet hair dangling around her shoulders. She didn't look surprised to see him.
"Your either the man who killed my guard to get in here or the one pretending to be Claris Tu-toux. Judging by your appearance I'd say your probably the first one." She slowly walked behind a black and navy changing wall.
Riddick just watched her in silence.
"Now, you look very familiar. You wouldn't happen to be Richard B. Riddick would you?" She sounded so calm. Like people came into her room like this all the time. She peaked her head out from behind the little wall.
"Yup." Was all he could answer. He was impressed by her calmness.
"Hmm." She went back behind the wall. "Lets see…Riddick. Wanted for murder, theft, escape convict from several prisons including that exclusive maximum one. Don't like to get chained down do ya?" She paused. "Then Five years ago you supposedly died on your way back to slam. Everyone laughed at that. Riddick dying on some asshole of a planet. Yah right."
"I almost did."
"What? Too many people to kill and one almost got you?"
"No ten survived the crash, Six got killed y the creatures on the planet, One I killed, One died after the escape and the other…is why I'm here."
"I see. So why are you here?" She stept out from behind the little wall. She was now fully dressed. Leather thigh high boots, A black tank top and spade necklace. She wore a leather looking skirt that was two inches above her boots at the front, waved down at the sides and touched the ground at the back. Her long bangs were parted at the side, the rest of her hair in a pony tail and spiked in all directions.
"Uh…" His eyes traveled over her. She looked so sexy. She sort of reminded him of Jack. "I need your…" He trailed off.
"Help?"
"Yah."
"Ha! Why should I help you?"
"I need your to help me get in and out of Jimmy Rough's factory without getting killed."
"hmm…to get that girl? What's her name?"
"Jack."
"huh. So you want me to help you break into Jimmy Rough's highly guarded factory, fortress thing and get you out alive, to save some girl?"
"I know you've done it before and unless you've forgotten how, or cant do it anymore, you can get me in there."
"It wasn't that long ago. I have no doubt I could do it again. But why should I help you?" She moved closer o Riddick.
"Because I can help you."
"Ha! I don't need your help."
"You don't? So you can hack into HBI by your self?"
"How did you know about that. Does a mouse go into a cage filled with hungry panthers blindfolded? I did my research on you."
"You cant hack for shit."
"I can hack some things. But I know someone who could hack into HBI no problem. And if you help me, she'll help you."
"Let me guess, the girl in Jimmy's factory is the one who can hack."
"You got it."
"What does this girl mean to you Riddick, that you are willing to die for her?"
"My life."
"She saved your life?" She raised an eyebrow.
"No I saved hers."
"Oh, why?"
"Look, I need to get into Jimmy's factory. You need a hacker. Are you going to help me or not?"
She moved even closer to Riddick, placing a hand on his chest. She looked deep into his almost metallic eyes. "Yah, but it's a big job. And I think I deserve more then just a hacker for doing it."
"Oh yah? What did you have in mind?" He raised an eyebrow.
Disclaimer: The Pitch Black characters are not mine, so don't sue. My characters are mine so please don't steal them.
Story outline/authors note: 5 years after the PB issue Jack and Riddick meet up and fall into some trouble. First story on this site. Please give me feedback, but don't be too harsh.
Vendetta
Chapter 8
"What do you mean dead?!" Riddick slammed his fist against the dirty bar.
Lorn sipped his drink. "He's dead. Some guy named Big C 'offed him about a month ago. Got 56 mill for him too. Rich bastard." He downed the rest of his drink.
"Fuck!"
"What did you need him for, maybe I can help."
"No. I now another place I can go." Riddick got up and left the bar. "Shit, I really don't want to talk to that woman.
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Riddick approached a worn down, old looking frat house. Bricks falling off, missing shingles, holes in the deck, and grass that hadn't been cut in who knows how long. He moved around to the back and saw a guard in a tree facing the back door, gun in hand. Luckily the guard hadn't seen him yet. He silently moved around to the back of the tree.
He put his shiv in his mouth and began to climb the tree. He stopped when he was in sight of the guard huddled on a branch. 'This is too easy. She wouldn't let it be this easy.' He looked around. There didn't seem to be any traps. He shrugged his shoulders and killed the guard. Just in case, he pinned him in the position he was sitting in.
He climbed down the tree and went to the back door. He jiggled the handle. Locked. "Shit." A little slit in the door slid open revealing two auburn eyes.
"Who goes there?" The eyes asked. It was a male, he sounded young.
Riddick thought for a moment. "How dare you! Don't you know who I am!?!" Riddicks voice boomed.
"I'm ss-sorry sssir. I'm nn-new and-"
"Just let me in already. You don't want to-"
"Y-yes sir." The slit closed and the door opened. A little boy, no older then Twelve, faced him. "The Queen is waiting. Your very late. Twenty whole minutes."
"Yah I know." Riddick peered inside, then stepped in. He was in a small hallway. A black and grey hallway with a door at the end. He turned around to see the boy wave to the dead man in the tree. He closed the door. There was a box glued to the back of the door for the boy to stand on.
"So you must be Carooe then?" The boy locked the door.
"Sure." Riddick just stared at the boy, not sure if he was trained to ask questions to everyone.
"Well, B-12 then." He smiled at Riddick.
Riddick glared at the boy through his goggles. 'Was that some kind of code.'
"Sir?" The boy pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. "Level b-12."
Riddick went to the door and opened it. It was an elevator. He stepped in and looked around. There was a button panel, level 2- B-30. He pushed B-12 and the doors began to close.
"Good luck Sir." The boy shouted as the doors pushed shut.
Good luck? What's that supposed to mean? Riddick pushed B-11 and the doors began to move. He didn't want to interrupt their meeting unexpectedly. Yet.
The doors opened at B-11. It was pitch black. He took off his goggles and stepped inside. As soon as he was out of the elevator he was blasted with light as bright as a cloudless day. "Fuck!" He covered his eyes and backed up to the wall. He put his goggles back on and looked around. It was a small square room. Four doors, four cameras. All the cameras moved and focused on him.
He tried to open the doors, but they were all locked. The door he came in through was also closed and locked and looked identical to the others. So now he was trapped in a little room.
One of the doors began to beep, he faced it. The doors opened and a woman walked out, oblivious to Riddicks presence, and bumped into him. He clip board and papers fell.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there." She bent down to pick up her papers. She had dirty blonde hair pulled back in a bun. She was wearing a little black dress and black boots that went past her knees. She probably worked for the Queen.
She picked up all her papers, then stood up in front of him. She looked up at him, a bit of fear mingling in her eyes. "Got all my stuff." She walked past him to one of the doors.
Riddick watched as she gently placed her thumb over one of the door knobs. The door opened revealing another elevator. She stepped in, smiled at Riddick, then pushed a button and the doors closed.
"Must be an elevator switch room." Ho thought out loud.. He herd the door the woman had come out of begin to close. Riddick quickly went in. The doors shut and the elevator began to move. He looked at the buttons: 1, B-8, B-18, B-21, B-31, B-32, B-38. His curiosity wanted him to push B-32, but before he could the doors opened at B-18.
A shady character walked in, not the much different then him. He was shorter, in a fancy suite and had cat eyes. His tag said 679. He sniffed, pushed B-28, then sniffed again.
Riddick looked directly at the man. Little sweat droplets began to form on his shoulders.. He was shaking slightly. He was nervous. Riddick sensed his nervousness and figured he was probably tying to break in too. But this guy was obviously really lost. Riddick decided to play with him.
"Did you see Betty tonight?" Riddick had a sly grin. "She was wearing an extra short dress today."
"Yah, she looked really good."
"One tasty peace of meat."
"Mmm hmm."
"Did she see you staring at her. Sometimes she winks."
"Yah, she licked her lips too."
"What did her husband do?"
"What?" Sweat began to drip down his face."
"Well, you know her husbands always around and they have that code. If she winks she's telling her husband to leave you alone, but if she licks her lips, well then that tells her husband to kill you."
"Oh…well…uh he only smiled at me and walked away."
The elevator chimed.
"We;;, that my floor." The doors opened ant the man rushed out.. Riddick laughed in his head then pushed B-32.
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The doors finally opened to reveal a dimly lit room, just the way he liked it. He took off his goggles to look around. It was a bedroom. He wondered if this was her 'majesties' bed room.
In one corner was a little bar with two stools and a bar fridge. In the other was a fireplace and a couch. Then he saw a big bed shaped like a spade. Silky black sheets covering it. 'This must be her room.' How odd for it to be so simple for him to get in. It must be some sort of trap. At another corner there was a door. Light shone from under it, and running water could be herd.
He moved closer to it and the water stopped. A moment, then the light turned of and the door opened.
Riddick couldn't believe it, in front oh him stood the Notorious Queen of Spades. Through his shinned eyes he could see her naked body. Wet hair dangling around her shoulders. She didn't look surprised to see him.
"Your either the man who killed my guard to get in here or the one pretending to be Claris Tu-toux. Judging by your appearance I'd say your probably the first one." She slowly walked behind a black and navy changing wall.
Riddick just watched her in silence.
"Now, you look very familiar. You wouldn't happen to be Richard B. Riddick would you?" She sounded so calm. Like people came into her room like this all the time. She peaked her head out from behind the little wall.
"Yup." Was all he could answer. He was impressed by her calmness.
"Hmm." She went back behind the wall. "Lets see…Riddick. Wanted for murder, theft, escape convict from several prisons including that exclusive maximum one. Don't like to get chained down do ya?" She paused. "Then Five years ago you supposedly died on your way back to slam. Everyone laughed at that. Riddick dying on some asshole of a planet. Yah right."
"I almost did."
"What? Too many people to kill and one almost got you?"
"No ten survived the crash, Six got killed y the creatures on the planet, One I killed, One died after the escape and the other…is why I'm here."
"I see. So why are you here?" She stept out from behind the little wall. She was now fully dressed. Leather thigh high boots, A black tank top and spade necklace. She wore a leather looking skirt that was two inches above her boots at the front, waved down at the sides and touched the ground at the back. Her long bangs were parted at the side, the rest of her hair in a pony tail and spiked in all directions.
"Uh…" His eyes traveled over her. She looked so sexy. She sort of reminded him of Jack. "I need your…" He trailed off.
"Help?"
"Yah."
"Ha! Why should I help you?"
"I need your to help me get in and out of Jimmy Rough's factory without getting killed."
"hmm…to get that girl? What's her name?"
"Jack."
"huh. So you want me to help you break into Jimmy Rough's highly guarded factory, fortress thing and get you out alive, to save some girl?"
"I know you've done it before and unless you've forgotten how, or cant do it anymore, you can get me in there."
"It wasn't that long ago. I have no doubt I could do it again. But why should I help you?" She moved closer o Riddick.
"Because I can help you."
"Ha! I don't need your help."
"You don't? So you can hack into HBI by your self?"
"How did you know about that. Does a mouse go into a cage filled with hungry panthers blindfolded? I did my research on you."
"You cant hack for shit."
"I can hack some things. But I know someone who could hack into HBI no problem. And if you help me, she'll help you."
"Let me guess, the girl in Jimmy's factory is the one who can hack."
"You got it."
"What does this girl mean to you Riddick, that you are willing to die for her?"
"My life."
"She saved your life?" She raised an eyebrow.
"No I saved hers."
"Oh, why?"
"Look, I need to get into Jimmy's factory. You need a hacker. Are you going to help me or not?"
She moved even closer to Riddick, placing a hand on his chest. She looked deep into his almost metallic eyes. "Yah, but it's a big job. And I think I deserve more then just a hacker for doing it."
"Oh yah? What did you have in mind?" He raised an eyebrow.