Chapter 8 ~ I didnt go into too much detail about stuff you would have already known from the movie. So, I hope it makes sense, and I hope the characters are true to themselves. Most of all I hope you enjoy reading it, because it was fun to write...*cosmic* Oh I was wondering what you thoughts are on Racheal...I mean character wise can you identify with her at all? or is she a pushover? lemme know...I appreciate all comments and/or questions.
After apologetic looks from Shazza and Zeke, Racheal found herself alone in the dimly-lit crashed ship. She heard Johns, Fry, and some Muslim travelers say they were going in the direction of sunrise for water. Water, what a nice thought. The sun barring down on the hull of the ship had an oven like effect. She thought she heard something behind her. She tilted her head to try and get a glance of what or who ever it was. It turned out to be a young boy. He looked about 15 years old.
"Hey." he said coming into view. "I'm Jack."
"Hi." Racheal said with trepidation. The kid was holding what looked like a type of weapon.
"Oh this?" the kid seemed to notice her looking at the weapon. "Its in case Riddick comes around."
"That could be a good idea." she said. "I'm Racheal."
"So, you helped Riddick escape, huh?" Jack asked with intent interest.
"No, I didn't. I was his hostage. He's been on the run now for a week or so." At least she thought it had been a week. Being drugged by Johns had caused her to loose a lot of time.
"When he kidnapped you, did he hold a gun to your head?" Jack asked with his eyes lighting up.
"No."
"Did he hold a knife to your throat?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Racheal said deflecting her eyes. Jack was bringing up things she had tried to suppress. Jack was disappointed at that answer.
Then they heard Shazza calling Jack from outside.
"Awh, I got to go." Jack jumped up and ran outside.
"Thank goodness." Racheal breathed a sigh of relief when Jack was out of the room. Racheal closed her eyes but they popped back open when she heard a clank behind her. This time the person didn't come into view. They just started working on her restraints. The huge fingers and hands told her it was Riddick. When she was free she stood up and she had been right. It was Riddick.
She just looked at him, she almost thanked him but then she remembered she was still mad at him for not getting her out of that coffin-like cryo-tube earlier. Instead she just rubbed her wrists where the restraints had been cutting into her skin.
"Are you alright?" he asked after an uncomfortable silence.
"Do you care?" she asked bluntly.
Riddick's eyes narrowed. "I care. I freed you didn't I?" he said quietly after a long pause.
"Could've fooled me." she said thru clenched teeth. "You saw me trapped in that cryo-chamber, and you just left me."
She wasn't sure what response she wanted but she was furious that he started laughing.
"That's what you're upset about?" he asked thru a wide grin. Racheal just cocked her head. Riddick must've noticed she was hurt by his laughter because he tried his best to apologize. "Look, Rach, I was going to take care of Johns first, and then come back for you." He was still smiling.
"You're sure?" she asked, wanting to believe him.
"Of course I'm sure." he said walking closer. "I wouldn't have left you there to die."
"Oh." Now that he had said it, she thought it sounded plausible. She sort of felt bad for thinking it in the first place. She realized Riddick didn't have an oxygen breather. "Here." she said handing him hers. He took it and breathed in deeply twice then gave it back to her. "So, what do we do now?" she asked, unconscious of the fact he was backing her into a wall.
"I have a few ideas." he said putting his hand up on the wall behind her. She was trapped by him. Racheal was suddenly at a loss for words. The heat from his body was multiplied by the heat of the ship. His eyes barred into hers. She searched for something to say, but words failed her as his mouth came closer to hers. His hands wrapping around her waist tightly, pulling her up against him. She noticed that she wasn't fighting this, like she had with Johns. She wanted it just as bad as Riddick did, if not more.
His full lips graced hers, gently at first, but then hungrier. One arm around her body, the other hand touching her face. He controlled the kiss and she allowed herself to be swept into it. Even tho she was stranded on a strange planet, she couldn't help but feel protected in his powerful arms. 'I feel safe in the arms of a mass murderer.' she thought briefly, 'How ironic.'
When he pulled back, Racheal opened her eyes. She saw that he was slightly flushed. The combination of the heat and the kiss had had its effect on her too. Her face was red and her breathing deep. She wanted him to say something, anything, but he just stood there watching her. They became aware of voices approaching. Riddick ducked out of sight before Shazza, Jack, Zeke, and another man, who was older and slightly balding, came in.
They stared at Racheal. She was standing up and out of her restraints. Jack looked as tho she was his hero.
"Did you really get out of those yourself?" he asked Racheal, going and picking up the chains from the floor.
"Yeah," Racheal said offhandedly, not in a very convincing manner. Zeke stepped forward took the restraints from Jack. Racheal noticed Zeke was wearing Johns blaster.
"These were cut." he said to Shazza. Shazza eyed Racheal carefully.
"Come on," she said finally, "I need some help out here." They waited for Racheal to walk out of the cabin before following behind her.
The balding man came forward and gave Racheal an approving look.
"My name is Paris." he said in a high-class British accent.
"Racheal," she said still following Shazza to the other part of the crashed ship, which laid quite a few feet away from the cabin.
"I know." said Paris trying to keep up. "You are a doctor, correct?" he asked. Racheal figured Johns had already told them all about her.
"A psychotherapist actually, but Company gave me the title of Doctor."
"I'm an entrepreneur and antiquities dealer." he said in a highly proud tone of voice. Racheal only nodded. She didn't know what he was getting at but the last thing she wanted to hear was a sales pitch.
Paris went off to the top of the cabin to hold a look out for Riddick. Zeke had went off to bury those passengers that weren't as lucky as they had been.
Shazza, Racheal and Jack had reached the cargo hold of the ship. It had been turned over on its side. Racheal couldn't help but wonder where Riddick had disappeared to. He had the ability, it seemed, that he could be wherever he wanted to be whenever he wanted to be there.
"We are trying to get the computer here working again." Shazza said, handing Racheal a small hand-held laser tool.
"I don't know how to work this." Racheal said apologetically and Shazza smiled.
"I'm not really sure how either but I think its like this." She showed Racheal how to re burn pathways into the metal computer hard drive. Racheal smiled. It was nice to be around another girl for a change. It had been along time.
They had gotten quite a bit of progress made when they heard the sound of gunshots. Shazza immediately thought of Zeke, because she dropped her welding torch and ran of in the direction of the grave site. Racheal stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then slowly made her way outside. The blinding blue sun made it hard to see what was happening but when they did come into focus, she saw Riddick once again being led by Johns. Fry was holding Shazza back, to keep her from attacking Riddick. Racheal could only imagine what had happened. 'Did Riddick attack Zeke? Surely it must have been out of self defense…' she couldn't think of any other reason Riddick would have killed Zeke. 'But why had Riddick been out there in the first place?'
When Johns saw her free from her restraints he gave a slight scowl. Riddick only barely looked at her when they past by. Johns led him back inside the cabin. The others were gathering around Racheal.
"Tie him up and leave him there for good." said Shazza trying her hardest not to cry. "Son of a bitch doesn't deserve to live."
Jack disappeared from sight around one of the bulkheads.
"What happened?" Racheal asked confused.
"Your boyfriend went off on Zeke, over there." said Johns coming out of the cabin. She caught Johns giving her a smug look before he changed his expression into what, he thought, was a sympathetic look to Shazza.
"Where's his body?" Fry asked Johns.
"He probably dumped it off on the mountain side or something." Johns shrugged. "I don't know."
"I'm going to go find out." said Fry walking past Johns into the cabin. Johns tried to stop her but he didn't succeed. Racheal felt a twinge of jealousy at the fact that Fry was now alone with Riddick, but she tried her best to get over it.
Johns was smirking at her. "How'd you get free?" he drawled.
Racheal went to answer but Shazza answered for her.
"I let her go." said Shazza. Johns wasn't pleased. It hadn't been the answer he wanted to hear. "I needed an extra hand on the ship." Racheal gave Shazza a thankful smile. Shazza returned it with a sad one.
"Alright," said Johns, looking at Racheal, "You can stay uncuffed, but you're staying within my range of vision." He waited for Racheal to thank him, but there was no way in hell she was going to thank Johns for anything.
Fry came out of the cabin and told them that she was going to go into the hole that Zeke had disappeared in. Johns told Fry it was pointless, but she seemed determined. So, they all followed her out to the grave site.
Racheal watched as they tied a rope around Fry, and watched her disappeared into the hole. Her eyes kept scanning back to the crashed ship where Riddick was still chained. Everyone was silent, watching the hole and waiting for some sound from Fry. It finally came but not from the hole. Fry had had to climb up one of the many ducts that were protruding out of the ground. Fry was screaming for help, and when they pulled her out she looked terrified.
"I don't know what the fuck was in there, but whatever it was, it got Zeke and it nearly got me…" Gasping for air and trying to speak Fry managed a few words before the rope, that was holding onto her, threw her back. She caught herself in time, and Johns cut her free from it.
Racheal then knew, as did everyone else, that it hadn't been Riddick who attacked Zeke.
When they got back to the crashed ship Johns went in alone to talk to Riddick. To everyone's surprise Riddick came out, unchained and with his welding goggles on, which shielded his sensitive eyes from the blinding sun. Everyone was standing around, too worn out from the recent events to do much else. Riddick casually walked over and slouched on the wall beside Racheal.
"So, what do we do now?" Paris asked Fry, who seemed to be back to normal after her own near death experience.
"We found a small skiff when we went looking for water. We need to take a power cell and make sure the electricity adapts. Maybe we can use it to get off this rock." Fry said. Almost everyone smiled, everyone except Johns and Riddick, who both seemed preoccupied with other thoughts.
After apologetic looks from Shazza and Zeke, Racheal found herself alone in the dimly-lit crashed ship. She heard Johns, Fry, and some Muslim travelers say they were going in the direction of sunrise for water. Water, what a nice thought. The sun barring down on the hull of the ship had an oven like effect. She thought she heard something behind her. She tilted her head to try and get a glance of what or who ever it was. It turned out to be a young boy. He looked about 15 years old.
"Hey." he said coming into view. "I'm Jack."
"Hi." Racheal said with trepidation. The kid was holding what looked like a type of weapon.
"Oh this?" the kid seemed to notice her looking at the weapon. "Its in case Riddick comes around."
"That could be a good idea." she said. "I'm Racheal."
"So, you helped Riddick escape, huh?" Jack asked with intent interest.
"No, I didn't. I was his hostage. He's been on the run now for a week or so." At least she thought it had been a week. Being drugged by Johns had caused her to loose a lot of time.
"When he kidnapped you, did he hold a gun to your head?" Jack asked with his eyes lighting up.
"No."
"Did he hold a knife to your throat?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Racheal said deflecting her eyes. Jack was bringing up things she had tried to suppress. Jack was disappointed at that answer.
Then they heard Shazza calling Jack from outside.
"Awh, I got to go." Jack jumped up and ran outside.
"Thank goodness." Racheal breathed a sigh of relief when Jack was out of the room. Racheal closed her eyes but they popped back open when she heard a clank behind her. This time the person didn't come into view. They just started working on her restraints. The huge fingers and hands told her it was Riddick. When she was free she stood up and she had been right. It was Riddick.
She just looked at him, she almost thanked him but then she remembered she was still mad at him for not getting her out of that coffin-like cryo-tube earlier. Instead she just rubbed her wrists where the restraints had been cutting into her skin.
"Are you alright?" he asked after an uncomfortable silence.
"Do you care?" she asked bluntly.
Riddick's eyes narrowed. "I care. I freed you didn't I?" he said quietly after a long pause.
"Could've fooled me." she said thru clenched teeth. "You saw me trapped in that cryo-chamber, and you just left me."
She wasn't sure what response she wanted but she was furious that he started laughing.
"That's what you're upset about?" he asked thru a wide grin. Racheal just cocked her head. Riddick must've noticed she was hurt by his laughter because he tried his best to apologize. "Look, Rach, I was going to take care of Johns first, and then come back for you." He was still smiling.
"You're sure?" she asked, wanting to believe him.
"Of course I'm sure." he said walking closer. "I wouldn't have left you there to die."
"Oh." Now that he had said it, she thought it sounded plausible. She sort of felt bad for thinking it in the first place. She realized Riddick didn't have an oxygen breather. "Here." she said handing him hers. He took it and breathed in deeply twice then gave it back to her. "So, what do we do now?" she asked, unconscious of the fact he was backing her into a wall.
"I have a few ideas." he said putting his hand up on the wall behind her. She was trapped by him. Racheal was suddenly at a loss for words. The heat from his body was multiplied by the heat of the ship. His eyes barred into hers. She searched for something to say, but words failed her as his mouth came closer to hers. His hands wrapping around her waist tightly, pulling her up against him. She noticed that she wasn't fighting this, like she had with Johns. She wanted it just as bad as Riddick did, if not more.
His full lips graced hers, gently at first, but then hungrier. One arm around her body, the other hand touching her face. He controlled the kiss and she allowed herself to be swept into it. Even tho she was stranded on a strange planet, she couldn't help but feel protected in his powerful arms. 'I feel safe in the arms of a mass murderer.' she thought briefly, 'How ironic.'
When he pulled back, Racheal opened her eyes. She saw that he was slightly flushed. The combination of the heat and the kiss had had its effect on her too. Her face was red and her breathing deep. She wanted him to say something, anything, but he just stood there watching her. They became aware of voices approaching. Riddick ducked out of sight before Shazza, Jack, Zeke, and another man, who was older and slightly balding, came in.
They stared at Racheal. She was standing up and out of her restraints. Jack looked as tho she was his hero.
"Did you really get out of those yourself?" he asked Racheal, going and picking up the chains from the floor.
"Yeah," Racheal said offhandedly, not in a very convincing manner. Zeke stepped forward took the restraints from Jack. Racheal noticed Zeke was wearing Johns blaster.
"These were cut." he said to Shazza. Shazza eyed Racheal carefully.
"Come on," she said finally, "I need some help out here." They waited for Racheal to walk out of the cabin before following behind her.
The balding man came forward and gave Racheal an approving look.
"My name is Paris." he said in a high-class British accent.
"Racheal," she said still following Shazza to the other part of the crashed ship, which laid quite a few feet away from the cabin.
"I know." said Paris trying to keep up. "You are a doctor, correct?" he asked. Racheal figured Johns had already told them all about her.
"A psychotherapist actually, but Company gave me the title of Doctor."
"I'm an entrepreneur and antiquities dealer." he said in a highly proud tone of voice. Racheal only nodded. She didn't know what he was getting at but the last thing she wanted to hear was a sales pitch.
Paris went off to the top of the cabin to hold a look out for Riddick. Zeke had went off to bury those passengers that weren't as lucky as they had been.
Shazza, Racheal and Jack had reached the cargo hold of the ship. It had been turned over on its side. Racheal couldn't help but wonder where Riddick had disappeared to. He had the ability, it seemed, that he could be wherever he wanted to be whenever he wanted to be there.
"We are trying to get the computer here working again." Shazza said, handing Racheal a small hand-held laser tool.
"I don't know how to work this." Racheal said apologetically and Shazza smiled.
"I'm not really sure how either but I think its like this." She showed Racheal how to re burn pathways into the metal computer hard drive. Racheal smiled. It was nice to be around another girl for a change. It had been along time.
They had gotten quite a bit of progress made when they heard the sound of gunshots. Shazza immediately thought of Zeke, because she dropped her welding torch and ran of in the direction of the grave site. Racheal stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then slowly made her way outside. The blinding blue sun made it hard to see what was happening but when they did come into focus, she saw Riddick once again being led by Johns. Fry was holding Shazza back, to keep her from attacking Riddick. Racheal could only imagine what had happened. 'Did Riddick attack Zeke? Surely it must have been out of self defense…' she couldn't think of any other reason Riddick would have killed Zeke. 'But why had Riddick been out there in the first place?'
When Johns saw her free from her restraints he gave a slight scowl. Riddick only barely looked at her when they past by. Johns led him back inside the cabin. The others were gathering around Racheal.
"Tie him up and leave him there for good." said Shazza trying her hardest not to cry. "Son of a bitch doesn't deserve to live."
Jack disappeared from sight around one of the bulkheads.
"What happened?" Racheal asked confused.
"Your boyfriend went off on Zeke, over there." said Johns coming out of the cabin. She caught Johns giving her a smug look before he changed his expression into what, he thought, was a sympathetic look to Shazza.
"Where's his body?" Fry asked Johns.
"He probably dumped it off on the mountain side or something." Johns shrugged. "I don't know."
"I'm going to go find out." said Fry walking past Johns into the cabin. Johns tried to stop her but he didn't succeed. Racheal felt a twinge of jealousy at the fact that Fry was now alone with Riddick, but she tried her best to get over it.
Johns was smirking at her. "How'd you get free?" he drawled.
Racheal went to answer but Shazza answered for her.
"I let her go." said Shazza. Johns wasn't pleased. It hadn't been the answer he wanted to hear. "I needed an extra hand on the ship." Racheal gave Shazza a thankful smile. Shazza returned it with a sad one.
"Alright," said Johns, looking at Racheal, "You can stay uncuffed, but you're staying within my range of vision." He waited for Racheal to thank him, but there was no way in hell she was going to thank Johns for anything.
Fry came out of the cabin and told them that she was going to go into the hole that Zeke had disappeared in. Johns told Fry it was pointless, but she seemed determined. So, they all followed her out to the grave site.
Racheal watched as they tied a rope around Fry, and watched her disappeared into the hole. Her eyes kept scanning back to the crashed ship where Riddick was still chained. Everyone was silent, watching the hole and waiting for some sound from Fry. It finally came but not from the hole. Fry had had to climb up one of the many ducts that were protruding out of the ground. Fry was screaming for help, and when they pulled her out she looked terrified.
"I don't know what the fuck was in there, but whatever it was, it got Zeke and it nearly got me…" Gasping for air and trying to speak Fry managed a few words before the rope, that was holding onto her, threw her back. She caught herself in time, and Johns cut her free from it.
Racheal then knew, as did everyone else, that it hadn't been Riddick who attacked Zeke.
When they got back to the crashed ship Johns went in alone to talk to Riddick. To everyone's surprise Riddick came out, unchained and with his welding goggles on, which shielded his sensitive eyes from the blinding sun. Everyone was standing around, too worn out from the recent events to do much else. Riddick casually walked over and slouched on the wall beside Racheal.
"So, what do we do now?" Paris asked Fry, who seemed to be back to normal after her own near death experience.
"We found a small skiff when we went looking for water. We need to take a power cell and make sure the electricity adapts. Maybe we can use it to get off this rock." Fry said. Almost everyone smiled, everyone except Johns and Riddick, who both seemed preoccupied with other thoughts.