"Permission to land granted. Welcome to Jackal's Isle!"
The fake voice exclaimed through the com as Riddick brought his large Ship into port. It had taken him about a month to get there, but it was worth the flight time. Gave him enough time to think and get his ass together before he flew into the most ungodly of places.
Jackal's Isle. It was a small planet made for only one purpose, a giant Institution for the Criminally Insane. Made the Slam look like a fuckin' field day. Riddick was lucky enough never to be brought to this shit hole, but he'd heard the stories..
And they were never pretty.
This is where they would bring young punks and anyone else they could get their hands on and do only god knows what on them until they either completely lost it or wound up dead. Never in a million years did he even imagine that jack would end up in this place. Hell they almost sent his Shiv happy ass here on more then one occasion.
"You've gotta be shittin' me.." The slight hint of amazement came out as a sarcastic spat from his parted lips as he gazed at the huge fence. "Damn kid, what the hell happened?"
The place was one giant compound! Surrounded with nothing but nasty electrified fence that stretched out for miles plus, the tangles of endless barbed wire that still held remains of escapes the failed terribly.
"You must be Doctor Johnson? Good to have you here! I'm Doctor Morris, the head of Staff on Jackal's Isle." His blonde hair and blue eyes made Riddick want to burst out with, 'Blue eyed Devil'. Doctor Morris had too much of a resemblance for him not to think of that shady Merc. Hell he even stank of Johns!
Riddick nodded with his very impressive attire. Good, dumb bastard bought the disguise. He was proud of himself, dressed all proper in gray slacks and a nice coat. Looked like a lawyer.
'I could just see Jack's face if she saw me wearin' this.. She'd take one look at me and tell me I look like a fuckin' idiot!' Riddick laughed inside as he strolled along side Dr. Morris into the front gate.
"I was surprised that someone with your expertise wanted to take a look around my facility." Morris's voice caused Riddick's blood to run cold. It was like listening to the dying screams of a rabbit having it's throat cut. Lovely huh?
"I had time to myself and thought it would be a good experience to come and have a look at what you've done here." He replied in a pleasant tone, doing a great job of hiding his need for slitting this asshole's throat.. Slowly..
The thought made him smile.
"So what would you like to see first Dr. Johnson?" Morris asked with a strange sparkle to his crystal eyes.
"Actually I would like to have a look in the infirmary, you know take a peak at the forgotten." Riddick was keeping his front intact. The best part wasn't the wig of well kept brown hair, or his slight southern accent, oh no.
The best part was his eyes, covered in perfect deep brown contacts that actually shielded his sensitive gaze from dangerous light.
A twisted grin swept over the happy go lucky mans face, "Aw yes, the stiff's. Best place to be, no one talks back." Morris chimed with a sick cackle as he led Riddick through the great halls toward the Morgue.
'Sick fuck..' Riddick's beast growled in disgust while he kept himself outwardly pleasant. "So very true, especially when you're working late. Don't need to be spooked." He forced a convincing laugh that Morris bought without hesitation.
After several minutes of twists and turns throughout huge corridors, which Riddick so carefully analyzed, they came to a large door. Canting his head to the side he gazed at the massive door that resembled a gate to hell. Seemed fitting as the word Purgatory was written on the faded white paint.
It made a booming SNAP as it swept over the white floor. His heart leapt against his rib cage as the overwhelming stench of death invaded his nose. Bringing a hand to his face he covered his mouth and glanced over to Morris who in turn, was doing the exact same thing.
"Smells pretty bad I know, but once you get inside you get used to it." Morris chuckled and waved him along. "Where would you like to go first?" He asked as Riddick got a hold of his need to heave.
"I want to see the most recent. If that's possible?" Riddick asked with a smile. "Not a problem Dr. Johnson, just follow me and I'll have you meeting the newbies in no time."
'This man seriously needs a bullet in the back of his skull.' Beast laughed inwardly as Riddick made his way with Dr. Moron into the very last door to their left. As soon as the door opened, he let the fresh scents fill his senses... But something was off.. Where's Jack?
Thinking on his feet he walked to the middle of the room, his hands crossed loosely on his lower back as he took one look around. "Dr. Morris, I recently received a file concerning a young Miss Audrey.." He spoke with a clarity that brought Dr. Morris to his side like a moth to a flame, awaiting it's death.
"And in the report it spoke of her having delusions, nightmares." He turned his thoughtful gaze to Morris and continued, "But it did not specify if she was still alive or not. Could you clarify this for me?"
Morris suddenly looked visibly shaken, as if he had just been caught stealing candy from a baby. "Well Dr. Johnson.." "Call me Dave." Riddick interrupted with a wink.
"Dave," Morris's expression shifted to comfort, showing Riddick he was fitting in the palm of his dangerous hand.
He watched as Morris took a look around the room before leaning very close to his side, "The truth is, she isn't deceased. She's being used as a Ginny pig for some new treatments. We led her Father to believe she had passed away from a heart attack last month so he wouldn't interfere."
He gave Riddick a wink that caused his blood to boil. "You know how it is, we don't want any unnecessary lawsuits on our hands because we're using some no body for our research."
"Gotcha." Riddick whispered through clenched teeth that looked completely innocent to the oblivious Dr. Moron when in truth it was a sign that he was close to ripping his head off. Before Riddick could ask, Dr. Dumb ass gladly spilled the juicy information.
"I'd like you to come and see the progress we've made in out Section 6 project. Apparently she is the only one in our entire time of study that has survived all of the required tests before actual preparation."
Riddick raised a brow as Morris led him through another large door that seemed just as inviting as the last they had entered. "Interesting, what is Section 6? I don't believe I got the Bio on that file."
Morris let out a soft laugh and patted the larger man on the shoulder, "That's because my dear man, this is My Pet project. And since you have all the background work for such a delicate research I decided you should have the privilege of seeing it in process."
'And once I figure out what you Mother Fuckers have done with Jack I'll make damned sure you that you die.. Screaming.'
He smiled to himself and followed Morris into a round room that was apparently high above another room. "Awe a viewing area I take it?" Riddick asked while he brought a hand to his chin in curiosity.
"Exactly, if you come this way we don't have to strain our necks to see what's taking place below. Just follow me a tad bit more and I promise it will be worth your while Dave."
Taking a deep breath, Riddick followed once more...
The last thing he thought he would ever see appeared before him as he landed on the last step of the flight of stairs he had just ventured down.