Revelation

Oh wow sorry for the long long delay. Had some things to do. Please forgive me.

Riddick braced himself for the argument he knew was about to happen. He had been gone for two days. He had fought with himself on if he should even come back to the cell he shared with Jack. He knew she'd be livid. It wasn't really his fault though. On his way back to her after scoping the ventilation systems he'd stopped by Chaz's for a chat. He had owed the man big for protecting Jack and letting her stay with him. After talking with Chaz for awhile the way to pay the old man back became clear. Chaz's trade items were being stolen, and his "house" had been raided. One of the women he loaned out was brutally killed as a warning. The man, behind all of it was the old mans biggest enemy: Skye. Skye and Chaz went way back almost fifteen years. They were business partners in the beginning but quickly discovered they didn't see eye to eye. The result was Skye trying to walk away with the merchandise and setting Chaz's belongings on fire. Chaz retaliated killing two of Skye's crew. They had made a truce to stay on separate sides of the Slam. Apparently Skye had temporary amnesia.

Riddick sharpened his blade and went in search of the "boss" as they called Skye on this side of the Slam. He knew he should have stopped in to see Jack first, maybe let her know he had stuff to do but the idea of talking about kids and picket fences kept him away. He thought about that all the way to the tunnel where Skye's crew stayed. He was met by two well muscled men. Riddick went to walk past them but they stood in front of him.

"What the hell you think your doing?" The biggest one asked him letting a little spit hit Riddick in the face.

Riddick was so sick of having to explain himself to shit eating fucks like this. He noticed these types were everywhere.

Riddick wiped his face. "I'm here to see your boss."

The other man stepped forward mouth breaking into a smile.

"Sorry pussy but you need an appointment and we're sure you don't have one so run along."

Riddick smirked, this guy was an even bigger jack off then the one standing next to him. He'd make sure they pissed in there pants when they found out who he was.

"How do you know I don't have an appointment if you don't even know my name?" Riddick asked knowing the men would take the bait.

The man closest to Riddick rolled his eyes.

"Okay man you got me what's your name." He threw his hands up making his dim witted partner laugh.

"Richard B. Riddick." Riddick cocked his head a little.

The men looked at each other for a second before one of them broke out into a laugh.

"You're the famous Riddick? Prove it."

Riddick smiled showing his teeth. "No problem."

The man who issued the request was dead before he hit the ground.

The other man moved letting Riddick aside.

"The boss is in there." He pointed to an opening where Riddick could see a man sleeping before walking quickly in the other direction.

Riddick laughed. They were all the same, mouths bigger than their balls.

He was in and out within five minutes. The man that had rained hell on the Slam for so long was an easy target. He had relied for so many years on others protecting him he had grown weak in the art of helping himself. Riddick cut off a finger to give to Chaz, a trinket of a job well done. After getting back and letting Chaz know it was over Riddick meant to go "home". Except Chaz wanted him to stay, he was having a little celebration. Riddick dreaded going back to tell Jack he'd have to squish her dreams so he told himself he'd have one glass of Chaz's famouse liquor. A glass turned into twelve and Riddick found himself with his pants around his ankles as one of Chaz's girls named Lilly blew him free of charge. Hell she was so impressed with his size and body he barley made it out of her "room" in one piece. Little hell cat had used his body for hours. He was surprised he actually came since she wasn't Jack but he shrugged it off in his drunken stupor. Going to the safest place he knew: Chaz's house, Riddick crashed.

Now two days from the time he had left he was coming back. He body hurt, his head hurt, and even though he didn't want to think about it he felt a little guilty. He opened the lock swinging the door open hoping she wouldn't yell to loud.