Revelation
Same as before.
Hope the back and forth isn't confusing.
Come on guys review and I still need another beta.
Chaz couldn't take it anymore. He had to find Riddick. A couple of the inmates he knew told
him in graphic detail what Riddick did to anyone that impetrated his lair, but Chaz knew if he
didn't get Riddick; Jack would die. He believed that somewhere deep inside Riddick would still
want to help her. He hoped that he was right.
Riddick's Lair
Riddick was doing his morning routine of push ups, pull ups and sit ups. He had fashioned some
weights out of rock and was pumping them hundreds of times a day to keep the worst of the
animal from surfacing. He felt like there was a battle in him. He knew he wasn't the same person
he was when he first came here but he also knew that as evil as everyone thought he had again
become, there was an even bigger evil waiting to get out. An evil that had sprang loose in the
middle of the wailing wars. He didn't need a whole slams body count on his record. In the
middle of sit up number one hundred and thirty five he smelled him. He couldn't believe the old
man had the audacity to come to his special spot. He heard the inmates had deemed it Riddick's
lair and he kind of liked that. He heard the old man come around the bend and he got up.
"Riddick I need to talk to you its very important." Chaz said evenly seeing Riddick rising to his feet.
Riddick looked the man over. He had been an ally. He remembered Chaz had been there the
night Jack had shown him how she felt. What had he been doing there? Was he wrong about the
man he had known for so long?
"Well talk" Riddick growled opening the front to his cell and bidding the man entrance.
Chaz knew that walking in would possibly be suicide but he had a daughter once and Jack
reminded him of her. He felt it his responsibility to save her life.
"Jacks dying."
Back to Jack
She laid their feeling weak. She knew that it was a matter of weeks, maybe days before she'd
finally die. Her body kept betraying her and keeping her alive. She wanted nothing more than to
sink into oblivion with the rest of the scared souls that roamed around the universe. She looked
around the "room" and seen that for once Chaz was no where in sight. She owned him big time
for keeping her safe like he did. She didn't want to die from a shiv in the ribs, she wanted to die
to block out the pain. So her staying here with Chaz had no doubt saved her from at least a few
raping and a certain violent death. She rolled over facing the wall. After about an half an hour she
wondered where Chaz had gone. He hadn't ever left her this long before. She hoped he had
locked the cell's door.
Riddick's Lair
"What?" Riddick's head had snapped up at what Chaz had just said.
"Jack's dying."
Riddick felt an alien squeeze at his heart. The animal inside squirmed and howled.
You shouldn't care, she hurt you remember. Let her die serves her right.
Riddick yelled inside his brain, fighting the animal that wanted to control every rational human thought.
Fuck off, He thought bitterly pushing the "I don't give a shit attitude" aside.
"Why"
Chaz thought about that for a second before answering. "I don't know"
Riddick tensed up. Could she be sick, cancer? No they had cured almost all forms of cancer
years and years back. Some foreign disease? Maybe.
"Okay so she's dying and you don't know why?" Riddick started to think that maybe Chaz was
here to trick him.
"Oh I thought you meant why she was trying to kill herself." Chaz was getting confused in the
conversation and he knew confusion was not a good thing around this Riddick.
"She tried to kill herself?" Riddick roared.
"She is killing herself, she won't eat, all she does is sleep and cry." Chaz wiped his forehead "I'm
scared that she only has a couple days."
Riddick flinched a little at what Chaz had said. "What happened to her to make her give up?"
"You left"
Back to Jack
She felt strong hands pick her up, stronger than Chaz could ever be.
"Jack" Gravely voice penetrating her senses.
"Jack"
Jack opened her eyes finding herself in Riddick's arms.
"Going to take you back to my cell, get you okay again."
Jack shook her head "No Riddick just leave me here, I want to stay here."
Riddick looked down at the women in his arms. She had lost so much weight. He could see the
dark circles under her eyes; feel her ribs under his hands.
"Shut up for once Jack." Riddick's head was spinning. He didn't understand anything about her.
She had told him almost two months ago with her actions she didn't want him. Now she was
starving herself like some crazy lovesick radical from Old Earth. He held her closer.
Once they got to his cell he locked the door and laid her on his little bed. He went back out
threatened a guy for clean water, smuggled in food and blankets. He was damn sure Jack wasn't
going to die on his time.
"Open up Jack" and little by little over a period of weeks he fed her, gave her water, and kept
her alive.
A month later
She was doing well. She had gained almost all her weight back and could move almost as well as
before she had made herself sick. Riddick had kept her in bed for weeks to make sure she
didn't have any serious complications. Now he was letting her roam and the more she roamed
around his cell the more he stayed gone. He was back to where he was before the incident of
her kicking him. She held the evil at bay, but he still couldn't let himself fall for her again. He told
himself time and time again to leave her alone, to give her his cell and move to the other side of
Slam. His escape plans were put off when she had been sick and he knew that unless he could
get the both of them out he would stay. That was something in itself because Riddick never
stayed at any Slam long. His feet on their, own took him back to the cell he was sharing with her.
She was washing in the basin he had made her. He didn't want her going out until she was
stronger, and sponge baths were not an option. He watched her from the shadows, followed the
water drops that ran over her bare breast, down to the triangle of black hair between her legs.
He took in a deep breath. He hadn't had sex with anyone in months. He didn't even try getting a
girl from Chaz because he knew it wasn't going to give him any release. He wanted her and he
damned himself for it. Jack knew he was there giving her time to finish and she was sick of it. It
had been years and all she wanted was him. And damn it she was going to finally get her wish,
even if she had to tie him down and take it. That thought made her laugh. She could just imagine
trying to tie Riddick up. It also did weird things to her body thinking about herself on top of him.
Damn it was time, hopefully he would agree.