Chapter 2
Any suggestions on what could happen in this story are cool. I'm just gonna carry this one along for a while untill I think it would be good to pick it up into a heck of a lot of action. Thats just my plan though, feel free to give any good ideas.
- Dude Almighty15
'Captain's Log. That's funny comin' from me. Came in close with some Merc Vessel today. I'm nearin' Creamatorea, and they're still on High Alert for me around there and Butcher Bay. Time to kick in the old survival skills. This kid is quiet. It's a Furion trait I guess, though I can't remember much of that life. Too long ago, clouded.'
Riddick put the small book next to his bed and pulled up his goggles to look around the black room. He saw the small figure standing there at the foot of the bed as usual, as if keeping guard of it's savior.
"Kid. Go to sleep." Riddick said, rolling over under his one blanket. This was one of the few moments that Riddick actually felt like sleeping. He didn't do this very often because of the Mercs attacking the ship or himself trying to be ahead of the game. He felt sleep left him defensless.
"I was checking the radar like you said Mr. Riddick, and I saw this really big green light on it." The shape said.
This startled Riddick. A big green blob on the radar meant something aweful. Time to run again. He jumped up and pulled the goggles back over his eyes, which flashed a blinding shade of silver as he darted past John. He looked down at the radar and opened the window shutters. In front of the ship was a giant, yet familiar face. It was mettalic and was very detailed, and over it was an engraved helmet. It was a Necromonger tower. That meant the rest of the fleet was behind.
"Kid, stay behind me and don't talk to anyone. Got it?" Riddick said. Again, he wondered why he was being so kind to this kid. He waved the thought away from his head and flicked on the communications systems. He channeled his radio to the main control station in the tower. "Got it Kid?! This is Riddick, don't fire!" He called into the intercom. "I got people on here."
"Lord Riddick! My apologies!" answered the pilot of the tower. "Lord Vaacko requests your presence immedeatly."
"I'll be there! Hell! You guys came out here to talk to me?" Riddick asked. There was no reply. "Damn, these guys are worse than you!" Riddick said to John. He felt the docking doors attach as Riddick's small ship was hooked with the mothership of the fleet.
"Vaacko?! What the hell is it?" Ridick yelled. He ripped his googles from his head entirely. Thsi always frightened Vaack. When Riddick got angry, hsi pupils contracted into almost nothing, and his eyes were now all pupil. His eyes were almost all white now.
"Lord Riddick. We need your assistance on gaining a new system and recruits. Those on Helion Prime weren't enough for the few that we lost against you under the first Lord Marhsall."
"Take Creamatorea and Butcher Bay. There's a lot of Mercs around there, and the cons would be willing to get free by anyway possible." Riddick said, calming down just enough to talk normaly. 'Problem solved.' he thought.
"Thank you my lord. We will comply with your wishes as soon as we can.Can we assist you in reachinga destination?"
"No, now get me the hell outta here!"
"At once, Lord Riddick." Vaacko said, bowing. John watched from behind Riddick, terrified of the man that stood in front of him. He now knew why Riddick was one of the most feared and hunted men in the galaxy. It didn't take a knife or a shiv to show him that Riddick was not a hero, but just listening to the malice in his voice.
