Chapter 5
Again, if anyone has any ideas, they would be greatly apreciated! I need some help on thisone because I don't know where I want the storyto go.
"Faster!" Riddick yelled. He didn't look back to see Cadence and John struggling. He barely breathed, trying to conserve his energy, but they were having a hard time breathing.
"Why is he doing this?" Cadence asked John, who looked like the walking dead.
"I find it better just to listen to Riddi- i mean Marshall." the small boy corrected himself.
"What?"
"Marshall, big bald guy?"
"Riddi?" Cadence asked. "Who is tha- oh hell." She watched Riddick pulling away from them. She had been traveling with a boy and the convict Richard B. Riddick. She had given him money to survive. She was aiding the prey. 'Damn it!' she thought. Why hadn't she recognized him from the papers she had when she had sold her ship. They were still in her case back on the cuttter.
"Move faster!" Riddick yelled from ahead of them.
"RIDDICK!" She yelled, stopping and grabbing her gun. Cadence released John and he continued running. But Riddick had stopped and turned around.
'Shit.' he thought. He saw the the plasma gun fire a rapid succesion of shots at him and he hid the soft ground. John screamed as a large creature loomed out of the darkness at Cadence. 'If I let her die, the kid will never forgive me.' In a flash he was there,pulling out a knife and sliding it into the creature's eyes. Then he drove another into it's stomach and ripped up to it's neck. It wasn't the sweet spot, but it did the trick. The creature fell to the ground on top of the fallen Cadence. He lifted the carcass off of her and looked at the wounded Merc. It wasn't that bad. She might be worse inside though. Internal bleeding, stuff like that.
He picked her and and continued on, followed by a silent John. All Riddick could hear was a small child yelling as a creature came out of the darkness five years ago. 'Welcome back, Riddick.' he thought.
Cadence woke up on the cutter in Riddick's room. He had never let anyone in here. She felt the stitches in her side where she had been cut by the creature, and she wondered how she had gotten them. Her mnd came only to one thing, Riddick. The dirtbag who had evaded capture for too long was now hers.
Cadence lifted herself from the bed and limped over to the door. When she opened it she saw John sitting outside.
"Are you all better now?" he asked.
"Yes. Where's your daddy?" she asked the boy.
"Over here, Merc." Riddick's voice answered.
