Not All Mercs are Bad

by Catie Kerwood

Riddick's past meets his present story. An old friend of Riddick's comes back and turns his existance upside down and backwards. Surprise ending! I went in a different direction with this! Has eleven chps with opening for sequel.

1. I

This story is going to be in third person omniscient. In the first chapters you'll see [VO Name] that means that there is going to be a voice over of Riddick, the OFC, or the OMC. You find out their names while you read. Well...yeah, go ahead and read, if you want, it's completely up to you. Oh! One more thing. This has little to do with The Chronicles of Riddick; this Riddick is my own Riddick. He's in the universe that I mapped out in my head. Control is such a lovely thing when there's so little of it in real life.

Not All Mercs Are Bad

[VO Riddick] When I was 15 I knew this girl, pretty thing too. Anna was her name. What I can remember of color I remember of her. Her long hair was blood red, her eyes impossibly blue. She liked to have her hair French braided. I went out of my way to learn how just so I could do it. She was my age, and even though my foster brother and sisters, and kids at our school avoided me like the plague, she talked to me, stayed around me. She liked chocolate milk, it's an odd thing for me to remember, but I do. So now every time I make my self some I always silently toast it to her. I got sent away to slam for killing our foster brother when we were 16, I've never seen her since. I don't know whether she's alive or dead. But what I do know, is that I can't seem to forget Anna.

Anna lay on her bed, her boyfriend lying next to her. Her hair, no longer long, but cut boyishly short. She was a mercenary now, one of the best.

"Why did you take the assignment Anna?" Her boyfriend asked her.

"I had to Jacobs." Anna said, she always called him by his last name.

"He's killed the most mercenaries than any other convict. Do you really think just because he knew you means that he won't make you another one of his victims?"

"He probably doesn't even remember me, it was twenty years ago after all."

"Did you and he ever...?"

"Don't do it to yourself Jacobs."

[VO Anna] Why did I take the job? Why after all this time I still want to find him? And what happens if I do find him? Will he remember me or is Jacobs right? Will he kill me regardless? Either way, I'm ass deep and rising.