Riddick paced his cell and was all but growling. His once a week privilege
had been revoked until further notice. Shit! He growled low in his throat
and slammed his fist into the wall. The metal cell reverberated with the
echo and Riddick could feel the metal groaning. He wondered where she was
right now...
Illiana was thrown to the ground kicking and screaming. The heavy metal door was shut behind the guards, taking all the light with them. They had decided to throw her in the hole for a few days- at least she hoped it was a few days. She sighed and sat on the ground, her back against the wall. Raging and screaming wasn't going to help here. They'd just laugh and leave her in there longer. The guards could be just as sadistic as the inmates. Well, Illiana mused, they'd have to be to keep this jail in order. Raging and screaming wasn't going to help here. They'd just laugh and leave her in there longer. The guards could be just as sadistic as the inmates. Well, Illiana mused, they'd have to be to keep this jail in order. She smiled ironically and closer her eyes. She laid herself down and slept. Over the next week Illiana slept for most of the time. There wasn't much else to do and thinking took more energy than she wanted to exert at this point. When Illiana wasn't sleeping, she thought of old songs she had heard. She tried to come up with a good memory for each song she could think of. She had reached 122 when the huge door swung open and the two guards unceremoniously hauled her to her feet. She followed without complaint. She noticed that one of them looked more innocent than any of the others. He was younger, and was probably just starting his four year stint on this godforsaken rock.
"What's your name?" she asked him, which earned her a sharp elbow in the ribs from the other guard.
"I'm just trying to be friendly, Kolinsky" she retorted to the older guard.
"You look like your barely 18, kid. Why'd you choose to come to this little niche of hell?"
The young guard never answered her, but she saw his eyes flicker over to her a couple of times. This gave her hope. Maybe he'd talk to her soon, with none of the other guards there, and would tell her what she needed to know.
It was a long time before Riddick was let back into the general population. He loved it when everyone fell silent and stared at him when he walked in, escorted by four guards. He walked to his seat and sat down, his tray slid in front of him. He started to eat and waited until the guards had retreated before speaking. He looked at his fellow inmates.
"Where is she?" he asked, his glasses glinting as they covered his quicksilver eyes.
"She was in the hole for a week and a half. She's..." the man trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence. Riddick knew where she was and laughed to himself. The girl had moxy. Riddick ate all his food and stood up. The guards came over and walked him to the court yard. The question was: Would the guards stay away if he and the bitch got into it? He judged they might, but if she were in serious danger they'd step in, idiotic imbeciles. He walked in to see Illiana sitting with her back against the glass dome that separated the inmates from the crushing blackness of space. Sweat glistened on her brow that Riddick was not stupid enough to attribute to her fear of him. The weights were all in order- except for one dumbbell. It was on the ground, left carelessly. Or, Riddick amended, carefully. She didn't look at him, but looked at her nails. She picked some imaginary dirt from under one of the aforementioned nails and smirked. Riddick strode over to Illiana and picked her up. She didn't utter a sound as Riddick threw her as far as possible. She did a graceful backflip and landed easily on her feet.
Illiana could feel the adrenaline coursing through her syetem. It was sheer luck that she had landed the way she did. Riddick looked shocked, which gave her immense satisfaction. She arched one of her slim eyebrows. The message was clear: Is that the best you can do? Riddick circled her. She let him get behind her.
"Only a coward attacks from beind" she mettered
"No- someone whose very smart attacks from behind" he corrected in a low tone.
The only thing that saved Illiana from his next assault was the fact that she heard the whoosh of air a split second before he attacked again. He tried to get his arms around her waist, but she ducked just in time. Her leg shot out and she spun around. What she didn't calculate on was him landing on top of her. He used the advantage of his weight to pin her. She kneed him in the groin, which didn't seem to phase him all that much.
"Wow" she whispered, "you just confirmed my theory that you're dickless"
He yanked her arms above her head, sending pain shooting through her shoulders. She slipped her smaller hands around of his huge meathooks and slammed her fists on his ears. This momentarily stunned him and before Illiana got up she could see blood trickling from his ears. The guards chose that moment to cuff Iliana and drag Riddick to the infirmary.
"Riddick!" she called as they were being dragged away, "Forced or not."
She smirked all the way to her cell.
Illiana was thrown to the ground kicking and screaming. The heavy metal door was shut behind the guards, taking all the light with them. They had decided to throw her in the hole for a few days- at least she hoped it was a few days. She sighed and sat on the ground, her back against the wall. Raging and screaming wasn't going to help here. They'd just laugh and leave her in there longer. The guards could be just as sadistic as the inmates. Well, Illiana mused, they'd have to be to keep this jail in order. Raging and screaming wasn't going to help here. They'd just laugh and leave her in there longer. The guards could be just as sadistic as the inmates. Well, Illiana mused, they'd have to be to keep this jail in order. She smiled ironically and closer her eyes. She laid herself down and slept. Over the next week Illiana slept for most of the time. There wasn't much else to do and thinking took more energy than she wanted to exert at this point. When Illiana wasn't sleeping, she thought of old songs she had heard. She tried to come up with a good memory for each song she could think of. She had reached 122 when the huge door swung open and the two guards unceremoniously hauled her to her feet. She followed without complaint. She noticed that one of them looked more innocent than any of the others. He was younger, and was probably just starting his four year stint on this godforsaken rock.
"What's your name?" she asked him, which earned her a sharp elbow in the ribs from the other guard.
"I'm just trying to be friendly, Kolinsky" she retorted to the older guard.
"You look like your barely 18, kid. Why'd you choose to come to this little niche of hell?"
The young guard never answered her, but she saw his eyes flicker over to her a couple of times. This gave her hope. Maybe he'd talk to her soon, with none of the other guards there, and would tell her what she needed to know.
It was a long time before Riddick was let back into the general population. He loved it when everyone fell silent and stared at him when he walked in, escorted by four guards. He walked to his seat and sat down, his tray slid in front of him. He started to eat and waited until the guards had retreated before speaking. He looked at his fellow inmates.
"Where is she?" he asked, his glasses glinting as they covered his quicksilver eyes.
"She was in the hole for a week and a half. She's..." the man trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence. Riddick knew where she was and laughed to himself. The girl had moxy. Riddick ate all his food and stood up. The guards came over and walked him to the court yard. The question was: Would the guards stay away if he and the bitch got into it? He judged they might, but if she were in serious danger they'd step in, idiotic imbeciles. He walked in to see Illiana sitting with her back against the glass dome that separated the inmates from the crushing blackness of space. Sweat glistened on her brow that Riddick was not stupid enough to attribute to her fear of him. The weights were all in order- except for one dumbbell. It was on the ground, left carelessly. Or, Riddick amended, carefully. She didn't look at him, but looked at her nails. She picked some imaginary dirt from under one of the aforementioned nails and smirked. Riddick strode over to Illiana and picked her up. She didn't utter a sound as Riddick threw her as far as possible. She did a graceful backflip and landed easily on her feet.
Illiana could feel the adrenaline coursing through her syetem. It was sheer luck that she had landed the way she did. Riddick looked shocked, which gave her immense satisfaction. She arched one of her slim eyebrows. The message was clear: Is that the best you can do? Riddick circled her. She let him get behind her.
"Only a coward attacks from beind" she mettered
"No- someone whose very smart attacks from behind" he corrected in a low tone.
The only thing that saved Illiana from his next assault was the fact that she heard the whoosh of air a split second before he attacked again. He tried to get his arms around her waist, but she ducked just in time. Her leg shot out and she spun around. What she didn't calculate on was him landing on top of her. He used the advantage of his weight to pin her. She kneed him in the groin, which didn't seem to phase him all that much.
"Wow" she whispered, "you just confirmed my theory that you're dickless"
He yanked her arms above her head, sending pain shooting through her shoulders. She slipped her smaller hands around of his huge meathooks and slammed her fists on his ears. This momentarily stunned him and before Illiana got up she could see blood trickling from his ears. The guards chose that moment to cuff Iliana and drag Riddick to the infirmary.
"Riddick!" she called as they were being dragged away, "Forced or not."
She smirked all the way to her cell.
