Revelation

Own no one, wish I did. Sadly, making no money of this boo.

I am dedicated to writing longer chapters from here on out. Thank you to all that reviewed, you guys make my day. Resisting-Moonlight- I loved your review. I wanted her to get out of it too but considering I'm doing this story based in as much reality as I can there's no way she could have ghosted that many ppl untrained and scared as she was.Thanks for you input and hope you keep reading.

Jack was tripped, landing hard on her arms. She had been walking around Slam for five

minutes trying to find Riddick. She didn't think it would be a good idea to ask anyone

though; she didn't want to mess up Riddick's reputation. In all actuality she was pissed.

His dumb plan of leaving her with those Mercs cost her more than being thrown in the

Slam in the first place. She never wanted to have another man sweating over her while he

finished his business with her body. She felt dirty and couldn't understand why any

female ever wanted to have sex. She couldn't understand why she wanted to do it with

Riddick. It would kill her for him to use her that way. The man that had tripped her came

up from behind her, eyeing her ass when she got up.

"Pretty little thing, all alone with the big men." The man spoke, keeping his eyes on her breast.

Jack threw her head back and laughed as she had seen Riddick do so many times.

"Men? Is that what you're calling yourselves these days?"

The man was a bit startled at her comment, her laugh. Either she was a hot little killer, or had a big protector.

"What are you in for?" He asked eyes coming up to rest on her shoulder.

Jack hesitated a bit. She didn't know anything about Slam lingo and for a second thought it might be

a test. She took the bait.

"Ghosting a couple Mercs back in the Prime system." She tried to make it sound nonchalant and it

must have worked because the man stuck out his hand.

"Names Haw, I'm pretty known in here, people listen to me, could be your protector if you want one."

There was an eerie silence all of a sudden and Jack shivered.

"Now Haw we all know in order for you to be her protector you'd have to kill the one she has

now." Riddick growled stepping out of the darkness. "And" Riddick spoke eyeing the man up and

down. "I don't think you're up to the challenge."

Haw backed up. He liked pussy more than the next guy, and it'd been so long, but nothing could

make him go up against Big Evil.

"Had no idea Riddick, I'll be on my way." Haw backed up again and half walked half trotted down

the hall.

Riddick was in a rage. He gave up his freedom so Jack wouldn't end up here and low and behold

her she was anyway.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Riddick's voice was so icy it shot fear through Jack like she

had never felt before.

"Riddick I well the mercs they um well." Jack was trying to tell Riddick what happened but she kept

backing up away from the man that was staring at her so murderously.

Riddick cocked his head, balling his fist over and over again waiting for her to speak.

"Well the mercs they sent me down here after all." Jack stated lamely.

Riddick stepped closer. Something was off about her and he wanted to know what it was.

He smelled her closing his eyes. There it was vanilla, sweat, blood, men. The last two threw him off.

He came closer to Jack till he was standing chest to face with her. He sniffed her again.

"Not good blood, not monthly blood." Riddick thought. He saw the bruises on her neck her upper

arms. He stepped back suddenly realization hitting like a brick wall.

"What the fuck did they do to you?" He whispered it; voice more evil than she thought was humanly

possible.

"What the fuck did they do?" Riddick yelled in her face.

Jack could feel her resolve slip. Tears started to creep over her eyes, running down her cheeks.

Riddick could feel the stares on other prisoners. They knew to well that whatever was going on

involved Riddick and this women, and they weren't getting involved.

"They raped me." Jack whispered more to the dark than anything else.

Riddick's head was spinning. Raped her, must have been brutal if she's bleeding like that, must have

been a couple of them. Didn't think they'd touch her if she was innocent. I was supposed to protect

her. Riddick shook himself mentally.

"How many?" He asked eyes blazing silver.

"Why? What's it matter?" Jack whispered again looking around him to the wall.

"Got to know how many people I have to find, torture, and skin."

The words hung in the air between them for a few minutes before Jack answered.

"Three it was three of them."

Riddick whimpered inside himself but kept his face a deadpan. He wanted blood for this and the

men that touched her signed their own death certificates. He was going to enjoy these kills though.

They would be slow and extremely painful.

"Tell me everything that happened."

Jack shook her head no. She didn't want to relive it again so soon.

Riddick sighed wanting to wipe her tears away. He couldn't here not with the crowd; it would make

him a weak target in their eyes.

"Where they very violent with you?" He had to know. Wanted to make sure there were no internal

injuries.

Jack wrapped her arms around herself. She knew Riddick wouldn't ask unless he needed to know.

Even after everything she trusted him with all her soul.

"No not really, I don't think so." She wasn't really sure not having anything else to compare it too.

But she didn't think they were horrible with her body. They didn't beat her up or hurt her in anyway

but what they had to do to finish their business. They had made her take something when she was

done. Said they didn't want any bastard kids as evidence and then that was that.

Riddick watched her face go through emotions. He was tired of the charade. How couldn't she

know? She'd made love before. He shut his brain off from that.

"Why are you bleeding, if they weren't rough with you?" The thought that she wasn't excited when

they penetrated her hit his brain but he could see the circle of blood on her pants and hoped it wasn't

because of that. He knew rape could fuck a woman up inside and outside. He'd have to make sure

she knew it wasn't her fault.

"It's from the first guy you know breaking through and all that." She wasn't sure if he was trying to

fuck with her or what. She knew he knew a hell of a lot more about sex then she did so why was he

asking what happened when a girl lost there virginity?

Riddick was lost. Maybe she's in shock or something. I should take her to my little hole in the wall.

"Breaking through what?" He cocked his head again looking her in the face.

Jack was getting pissed why did he need her to spell it out.

"When he took my virginity it fucking made me bleed, damn Riddick go to Sex Ed."

Riddick stood still. Shock raced through him for a split second before things made sense. Everything

made sense. Her innocence he thought was a game, their fights, Ram the sissy boy. He had her all

confused. He almost sat down.

"I didn't know you were" He stopped there letting the words hang in the air.

Jack looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Riddick what the fuck, I told you I was a virgin."

Riddick shook his head. "No no you didn't tell me I figured you and sissy boy, I thought you wanted

him, instead of me and I was so pissed the other night I." For once he had nothing to say. Couldn't

confess his love for her here. Wanted to kick himself in the face but wasn't sure how to do that

either. Jack finally understood what had gone on. She felt so fucked up.

Riddick came so close to her their bodies were touching.

"I'm sorry Jack; please forgive me for being an asshole." It was another first for Riddick. He wasn't

used to apologizing or referring to himself as an asshole.

Jack felt tears spill over again. Riddick was here, she was safe, and he didn't hate her. Things were

going to be okay even if they were in hell.

Jack shook her head yes to Riddick's plea and he grabbed her hand pulling her farther into the dark.