Black with Blue
I'll probably butcher this. Contains spoilers.
Summery: It's been three year since the nightmare planet. Jack, hauled back to where she had come from after the first two, is desperate for a way out. Her only comfort is the dark, and her small, blue glow.
Blue saves
They thought that throwing her into a room with no lights would scare her into obedience. Well, if it had been her, than she would have broken.
But the dark can't break me. Little Abby would have broken, but I'm Jack now. The dark is comforting. And if a hammer head were to kill me, well at least I'd be out.
But the hammer heads won't come after me. They're all back on Nightmare. With Shazza, Paris, Zeke, Owens, Suleiman, Hassan, Ali, and Johns the merc all of them back on Nightmare. And Carolyn Fry, cowardly flight pilot turned captain.
She saved us all. Died to do it too, it hit him really hard. I can still hear him as he shouted.
"No, not for me! Not for me!"
It broke my heart. I knew what had happened. Little known fact, Johns had originally been reaching for me when he spilled her secret. She might have trusted him once, but her trust in anything but her need to keep us alive shattered.
Bastard.
Makes sense that she was suspicious when Johns caught up to Riddick and started talking quietly. Riddick looking back was her clincher.
Idly I wonder how he got through the hammer heads. Doesn't matter. He kept us alive.
Sometimes the dark overwhelms me. That's when I pull out my glow. It's an old friend, my glow. It protected me.
On Nightmare, the blue sun protected us in the light. In the eclipse, the blue lights from the ship protected us.
When that coward, Paris, knocked out them, the flames that kept us safe had a blue core. At the end, the larva protected us.
It's always blue. The blue light is what saved our asses. Black with blue, that's the secret to safety.
I got my glow from the planet. I'd grabbed Fry's bottle after she left to go get Riddick. I got my glow from there.
I can't tell you why the hammer head hasn't hatched. Maybe it won't for another 21 years. Maybe the cold of space killed it. I put it on a string of metal that I found.
The metal was dark, and blended in perfectly with anything, making the glow look like it was just hanging in mid-air.
She's coming. The woman who presented the egg that I came from. Hmm, sounds like it'll be a whip today.
Had Imam give up looking for me? Had Riddick even started? Did he even know?
Did he even care?
The door opens. I have to squint because of the brightness, though in truth it was only a dim glow that quickly went out.
"You ungrateful little bitch!" She shouts as she brings the whip down.
I raise my arm to protect myself. Oh, it's the cat-o-nine-tails today.
Shit! She just lashed out with another one, catching me in my exposed ribs. Bitch.
Tuning her and the beating out, I retreat to better memories. Memories of what my life was like a year ago, after Nightmare. If I recall the model correctly, the eclipse should end in about a week.
Blackness creeps over me. And yet, my glow is still with me. I don't why, but that glow is always with me.
…I just remembered. Riddick's eyes were blue, blue with silver. They glowed too. He led us to safety.
For some reason I think that I would have been better off dying in the Hell that was Nightmare, at least than my carcass would have meant something to someone.
Riddick's POV
He was not happy. He had been doing a very big shake down of the universe in general just so he could find a kid who'd been snatched from where he left her. This annoyed him greatly.
When he put something, or someone, somewhere he liked to be able to find it again. Especially since he had only been gone for a year.
He stalked through the house. He wasn't very happy about taking up raiding as a way to survive either. He was very pissed off to tell the truth.
The sound of leather hitting flesh rang in his ears and two familiar scents drifted to him. One he would have gone after anyway, it was Jack.
The other was that of a hammer head, and it was right on top of Jack, and there was a lot of blood scent in the air.
He slipped out his shiv and slipped through the halls. As he got closer, he heard something thump against a wall. The blood scent was starting to cover up Jack's.
Growling low in his chest, he loped through the halls.