Chronicles of Riddick: A Born Killer
Chapter 2
Kain rose the bell silently, and ringed it loudly. The air was rent with roars of bloodshed from the cloud. Riddick ignored him, his fierce eyes planted upon chains. The kid was bald, most of his teeth knocked out. Riddick could see the muscles that bulged plainly out from his forearms and biceps. Chains began to swing his weapon slowly, letting the metallic links clank a little as they began to swing into a blur of metal. Riddick raised the club he held in his left hand, while his right hand also raised. He bent his knees, perfect eyes watching Chains try to tease him by swinging lazily at him. Riddick stayed out of range, waiting dor Chains to attack. The dumb kid started taunting him. Riddick stayed quiet.
"Whatchya waitin for ya little scaredy cat, aint you gonna fight? Hah! What a little kid, too scared to come within range of my chains?"
Chains suddently stepped foreward and swung his chains horizontally at Riddick's head. Riddick leaned foreward as he swung, the chains barely missing his head as he rolled foreward, between Chain's legs, and drove his club right into Chains balls. The older kid stumbled back in pain, gasping for air. Riddick was the killer here and he could see that Chains was all brawn. Chains growled.
"You're going to pay for that you little bitch. After I get done beating the shit outta you I'm going to drag you off and let my gang make a playground outta your ass."
Riddick almost grinned at this. The big kid was all talk, just like most of the people in the slums. Chains charged at Riddick and sent his whip in a crack directly toward Riddick's jaw. Riddick moved to the left and swung low, knocking Chain's right leg from under him, causing him to flip sideways onto his back. Riddick brought his club up as Chains tried to get up, and brough it down on his head.
A dull crack was heard at Chain's head hit the pavement. Riddick stood their, blood staining his club anew as Chains lay on the ground, obviously unconsous, by the heaving of his chest. Riddick remembered he would have to wait still to kill someone. The crowd went wild as Riddick stepped off the arena, unscathed. He looked to Kain silently.
"You sure he hasn't lost before? I didn't break a sweat."
Kain stared at him silently, "It's because everyone dat fought Chains was scared of his big ass, and let him beat them."
Riddick raised his head, "Ha! He's just some clumsy bastard! I'm gonna move to the older kids rankings now, these little kids are too easy for me."
Kain nodded, and gestured toward the pizza box at the top of the steps, gaurded by some bulky lookin teenagers, "Two peices."
Riddick nodded with a rare grin and ran up the stairs to collect his prize.
Two hours later, ten streets down from the arena, Riddick walked alone down the street. He knew this was Yoshoko territory, and nayone who walked on the streets was gonna get a beatdown. Riddick however, was looking for a fight. His club dangled from his pant loop as he walked, hands swinging lightly at his sides, is boots echoing upon the streets. He could hear running footsteps in the distance. They were coming. He turned in time to see roughly 20 kids rounding the corner and running at him. Riddick stoof his ground and they slowed on their way to him, then stopped in an unorderly group five feet away. A tall ass kis walked out to meet him.
"I am Yoshoko, what the fuck are you doin on my streets little kid?"
Riddick looked at him with his dangerous, narrow eyes and replied coldly, "I'm here to pick a fight."
Yoshoko's eyes grew hot, "Then it's a fight you'll get you little bitch!" He motioned his men to attack
Riddick yelled abruptly in his most commanding voice, and all the kids stopped, "Wait! I was here to pick a fight with you Yoshoko. I'm here to kill you for your group."
Yoshoko laughed, "You? Kill me? Okay, if you can kill me, then you have full leadership of my group."
Riddick's men shifted uneasily. They had seen him fight before. "Alright."
Yoshoko was a smart person, but overconfident. That was what was going to get him killed. He grinned over at Riddick, "You know why I own these streets..?"
Riddick knew
Yoshoko continued anyways as both hand moved behind his back to wrap fingers around a weapon, "It is because of the weapona I carry..."
Riddick watched silently as Yoshoko drew two combat knives from his back sheaths. They were deadly, sharp edged, double bladed, ad curve near the tip.
Yoshoko boasted, twirling the knives. "I took these from a weapons store and killed the owner with them. These were the only bladed weapons he carried, so I slit his throat with them."
Riddick narrowed his eyes as he drew his club, holding it with his left hand while he weight the head of it with his right. "Once you're dead, those blades are mine.."
This pissed Yoshoko off. Abruptly, he charged at Riddick and sent a diagonal slice at his torso. Riddick jumped back, the tip of theb lade cutting through his shirt and revealing skin. Yoshoko did not stop, coming up with his other blade and attempting to ram it into Riddick's chin. Riddick moved to the left and swung as hard as possible with his club. Yoshoko was fast, he manaed to drop and roll, boosted by the club that caught him in his side as he dropped. He got up quickly, ignoring the pain.
I'm going to kill you!"
Riddick had heard this before. Yoshoko went charning and riddick took a step to his left, rasiing his club to swing, but Yoshoko was surprisingly fast and followed him. He came up with a stab directly for his heart. Riddick jumped to his right, but the blade caught into his skin and tore, leaving a long wound upon his bicep. Riddick cursed at the pain and Yoshoko grinned, going for him again, and jumping into the air, dropkicking Riddick to the ground as he was forcing the pain in his arm down. Dust rose in the air, and Riddick did not arise.
"Hah, I knew it. He's just some weakling."
Yoshoko, with a yell, raised his right arm and stabbed downward toward Riddick's skull. Riddick's eyes opened right as he yelled, and he rolled to the right, the knife barely missing his ear. Yoshoko's right foot was between Riddick's feet, so he brought hist feet together, tripping Yoshoko to the ground. He rolled onto his knees, and brought the club up, hesitating only for a moment.
"Now you die."
He brought it down with all his strength upon Yoshoko's head. A sickening crush was heard. Riddick brought the club up and down, again and again, bashing and bashing at the already cracked skull. Blood flooded around the head, brains seen faintly as Riddick finally stopped. He bent over the corpse, the stench of rancid blood filling his nose. He held back tears of pain. He knew he had to do this. The smell was horrible. He had never killed anyone before. He turned his head and closed his eyes, then opened them. He saw the two knives loosely held in Yoshoko's hands. He dropped his club and collected the two combat knives.
"I am your leader now."
He rose both combat knives into the air, and plunged down, stabbing into each side of Yoshoko's chest, then pulling out, the blades reddened with Yoshoko's blood.
The crowd of the 20 boys slowly lowered their heads in respect to Riddick, their weapons slowly lowering. Riddick ignored the returning pain in his arm and ran a forearm across his forehead. he sheathed the knives in his belt, then turned to walk down the street slowly, in the middle of it. The men looked at each other, then began to slowly follow, all 21 of them dissapearing in the misty blue of the streets.
Chapter 2
Kain rose the bell silently, and ringed it loudly. The air was rent with roars of bloodshed from the cloud. Riddick ignored him, his fierce eyes planted upon chains. The kid was bald, most of his teeth knocked out. Riddick could see the muscles that bulged plainly out from his forearms and biceps. Chains began to swing his weapon slowly, letting the metallic links clank a little as they began to swing into a blur of metal. Riddick raised the club he held in his left hand, while his right hand also raised. He bent his knees, perfect eyes watching Chains try to tease him by swinging lazily at him. Riddick stayed out of range, waiting dor Chains to attack. The dumb kid started taunting him. Riddick stayed quiet.
"Whatchya waitin for ya little scaredy cat, aint you gonna fight? Hah! What a little kid, too scared to come within range of my chains?"
Chains suddently stepped foreward and swung his chains horizontally at Riddick's head. Riddick leaned foreward as he swung, the chains barely missing his head as he rolled foreward, between Chain's legs, and drove his club right into Chains balls. The older kid stumbled back in pain, gasping for air. Riddick was the killer here and he could see that Chains was all brawn. Chains growled.
"You're going to pay for that you little bitch. After I get done beating the shit outta you I'm going to drag you off and let my gang make a playground outta your ass."
Riddick almost grinned at this. The big kid was all talk, just like most of the people in the slums. Chains charged at Riddick and sent his whip in a crack directly toward Riddick's jaw. Riddick moved to the left and swung low, knocking Chain's right leg from under him, causing him to flip sideways onto his back. Riddick brought his club up as Chains tried to get up, and brough it down on his head.
A dull crack was heard at Chain's head hit the pavement. Riddick stood their, blood staining his club anew as Chains lay on the ground, obviously unconsous, by the heaving of his chest. Riddick remembered he would have to wait still to kill someone. The crowd went wild as Riddick stepped off the arena, unscathed. He looked to Kain silently.
"You sure he hasn't lost before? I didn't break a sweat."
Kain stared at him silently, "It's because everyone dat fought Chains was scared of his big ass, and let him beat them."
Riddick raised his head, "Ha! He's just some clumsy bastard! I'm gonna move to the older kids rankings now, these little kids are too easy for me."
Kain nodded, and gestured toward the pizza box at the top of the steps, gaurded by some bulky lookin teenagers, "Two peices."
Riddick nodded with a rare grin and ran up the stairs to collect his prize.
Two hours later, ten streets down from the arena, Riddick walked alone down the street. He knew this was Yoshoko territory, and nayone who walked on the streets was gonna get a beatdown. Riddick however, was looking for a fight. His club dangled from his pant loop as he walked, hands swinging lightly at his sides, is boots echoing upon the streets. He could hear running footsteps in the distance. They were coming. He turned in time to see roughly 20 kids rounding the corner and running at him. Riddick stoof his ground and they slowed on their way to him, then stopped in an unorderly group five feet away. A tall ass kis walked out to meet him.
"I am Yoshoko, what the fuck are you doin on my streets little kid?"
Riddick looked at him with his dangerous, narrow eyes and replied coldly, "I'm here to pick a fight."
Yoshoko's eyes grew hot, "Then it's a fight you'll get you little bitch!" He motioned his men to attack
Riddick yelled abruptly in his most commanding voice, and all the kids stopped, "Wait! I was here to pick a fight with you Yoshoko. I'm here to kill you for your group."
Yoshoko laughed, "You? Kill me? Okay, if you can kill me, then you have full leadership of my group."
Riddick's men shifted uneasily. They had seen him fight before. "Alright."
Yoshoko was a smart person, but overconfident. That was what was going to get him killed. He grinned over at Riddick, "You know why I own these streets..?"
Riddick knew
Yoshoko continued anyways as both hand moved behind his back to wrap fingers around a weapon, "It is because of the weapona I carry..."
Riddick watched silently as Yoshoko drew two combat knives from his back sheaths. They were deadly, sharp edged, double bladed, ad curve near the tip.
Yoshoko boasted, twirling the knives. "I took these from a weapons store and killed the owner with them. These were the only bladed weapons he carried, so I slit his throat with them."
Riddick narrowed his eyes as he drew his club, holding it with his left hand while he weight the head of it with his right. "Once you're dead, those blades are mine.."
This pissed Yoshoko off. Abruptly, he charged at Riddick and sent a diagonal slice at his torso. Riddick jumped back, the tip of theb lade cutting through his shirt and revealing skin. Yoshoko did not stop, coming up with his other blade and attempting to ram it into Riddick's chin. Riddick moved to the left and swung as hard as possible with his club. Yoshoko was fast, he manaed to drop and roll, boosted by the club that caught him in his side as he dropped. He got up quickly, ignoring the pain.
I'm going to kill you!"
Riddick had heard this before. Yoshoko went charning and riddick took a step to his left, rasiing his club to swing, but Yoshoko was surprisingly fast and followed him. He came up with a stab directly for his heart. Riddick jumped to his right, but the blade caught into his skin and tore, leaving a long wound upon his bicep. Riddick cursed at the pain and Yoshoko grinned, going for him again, and jumping into the air, dropkicking Riddick to the ground as he was forcing the pain in his arm down. Dust rose in the air, and Riddick did not arise.
"Hah, I knew it. He's just some weakling."
Yoshoko, with a yell, raised his right arm and stabbed downward toward Riddick's skull. Riddick's eyes opened right as he yelled, and he rolled to the right, the knife barely missing his ear. Yoshoko's right foot was between Riddick's feet, so he brought hist feet together, tripping Yoshoko to the ground. He rolled onto his knees, and brought the club up, hesitating only for a moment.
"Now you die."
He brought it down with all his strength upon Yoshoko's head. A sickening crush was heard. Riddick brought the club up and down, again and again, bashing and bashing at the already cracked skull. Blood flooded around the head, brains seen faintly as Riddick finally stopped. He bent over the corpse, the stench of rancid blood filling his nose. He held back tears of pain. He knew he had to do this. The smell was horrible. He had never killed anyone before. He turned his head and closed his eyes, then opened them. He saw the two knives loosely held in Yoshoko's hands. He dropped his club and collected the two combat knives.
"I am your leader now."
He rose both combat knives into the air, and plunged down, stabbing into each side of Yoshoko's chest, then pulling out, the blades reddened with Yoshoko's blood.
The crowd of the 20 boys slowly lowered their heads in respect to Riddick, their weapons slowly lowering. Riddick ignored the returning pain in his arm and ran a forearm across his forehead. he sheathed the knives in his belt, then turned to walk down the street slowly, in the middle of it. The men looked at each other, then began to slowly follow, all 21 of them dissapearing in the misty blue of the streets.