She didn't know what Riddick's plans for her were. He refused to speak to her after their little encounter in the kitchen. She even tried to read the coordinates on the flight control panel but he had come into the room before she could get a look at it. She didn't trust the fucker, at least not as far as she could throw him and from what she could tell that wasn't far.
He saw her trying to tap into the control panel for the coordinates. Even if he hadn't walked in on her she never would have found them. He took the liberty of programming the computer to his voice as well. She took the co-pilots chair when he entered, tried to look innocent. He only glared down at her and sat in the pilots chair staring out the window into deep space. He could see her watching him from the corner of his eye and when she sighed he knew she was about to talk.
"Why won't you tell me where we're going?" There was nothing only silence. She waited a few seconds longer and spoke again. "What are you gonna do with me?" Still not a word. "Why did you want me off the morph?" He only stared out at space. "I won't go back there. If you're thinking of dropping me with a merc for my bounty it won't happen. I'll kill myself." Her tone was solemn and she meant every word. This got his attention.
"I still get half if you're dead." He turned and stared down at her with his shimmering eyes.
"You really think they would take me over you? You really are an idiot. You're worth 5 times what I am Riddick. What makes you think they won't grab you while coming for me?"
"I'll make the pick up safe. Tie you in a spot and leave you. Tell them to drop the money, take you, and leave faster than they came." He turned back to stare out at the stares once again.
"What makes you think they won't just grab me and take off with your money too?"
"I'll be in the shadows watching. If they try to double cross me I'll gut them." He turned again and stared down at her with an emotionless face. "But the bounty hunter I got in mind won't pass up the chance to have you back."
Her face went slightly pale and she swallowed hard. She knew it was Johns he would take her too. She never should have mentioned his name. "Why?" Her eyes had left his face and she now stared down at her hands. Her voice was barely above a whisper and desperation smothered it.
"Nothing personal doll." He said it as if he had just told her that her breath stunk and he didn't mean to hurt her feelings. "Survival of the fittest."
She got up slowly and went to the bunk room. She didn't want to look at him anymore, didn't want to be near him. She hated him before, wanted to kill him, but now it was more than that. Now she loathed him. She sat there for a few minutes with her head in her hands thinking of what would come of her. Flashes of the past entered her mind. She saw him smiling down at her after he fucked her. She hadn't been completely honest with Riddick before. She never gave herself to Johns and the reason she shot the shit in her eye was because he injected her with it before he fucked her. Said it made her not fight and it also let her body over come her mind and she responded to his touch. In her intoxicated state she would forget that she was restrained and moan against his touch and become wet. After two months of injections your body built up a tolerance and then a need.
He watched her leave the control room but he made no move to go after her. It's not like she was going anywhere. Of course he hadn't been completely honest to her about his plan. He would contact Johns under an alias and tell him he had the girl. If Johns asked about Riddick he would simply say that he dumped the girl and moved on. That is what he would have done had a better situation not arrived. If she hadn't been so open to him she would be free by now. After his little chat with her about Johns he searched her record on the ship data base and found that she had a pretty hefty bounty. Of course it wasn't close to his but it was enough for him to acquire a better ship after he dumped her. He really didn't want to hand the girl over so she would be sent back to slam. He hated to see anyone sent to that place but that's why he had forced her off the morphine. He saw how she handled her self high and he could only guess what she was like sober. Maybe she would escape after he turned her over, maybe she'd kill Johns in the process; either way it was no concern of his. He just wanted his payday.
Her blood was boiling now. She paced back and forth in her room thinking of all the shit Johns had done to her. He had found her easily after she had killed the Governor but he kept her prisoner in that motel till her bounty raised to a price he preferred. In that time he beat her, ravaged her, and broke her. He did things to her she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy. She tried to fight back, hell, she wanted to fight back but he kept her so drugged she didn't know which way was up. She wished the drugs would have kept her from remembering but she wasn't that lucky. She remembered all too well. Remembered how he looked at her with that shit eating grin while he slid his fingers in her, remembered how his faced looked when he came on her stomach. At least the fucker had the decency not to get off inside her. Guess he wasn't looking to father a child anymore than she wanted to be a mother. Maybe if she told Riddick the truth he wouldn't do it. Yeah right, who was she kidding? He could care less what happens to her, all he wants is his payday.
"Hungry?" His deep voice jarred her out of her thoughts but she ignored him. "I said are you hungry?" He sighed when she still refused to answer him and then stepped closer. "Look kid, you're trying my patience here. Do you want some food or not? Might as well get something real in you before you head back to slam."
Her fists clenched at his last comment and she felt her ears beginning to burn but she still didn't acknowledge him. She refused to give him the satisfaction. If she didn't want to eat she wouldn't. It's not like he could make her.
"Look doll, either you eat on your own of I'll force it in you." His tone showed that he was not joking.
"Then do it." It came out between her clenched teeth as a demand. Before she knew it he had her in his arms with one leg under her knees and one hooked under her arm pit. He wriggled and tried to break free but he only held her tighter. When they reached the kitchen he already and a bowl of soup waiting for her and he sat down with her still in his lap.
"You gonna eat on your own or am I gonna pour it down your fucking throat?"
She pursed her lips tightly and glared at him. With a low, feral growl he picked up the bowl and held it to her lips. When she refused to open her mouth her grabbed her jaw with one hand and pushed his thumb as hard as he could into the joint to pry it open but she only pushed her mouth shut harder. Becoming even more pissed he leaned into her neck and bit down hard. Immediately he tasted the metallic taste of her blood and with a little more pressure she opened her mouth to scream. As quick as a cat he grabbed her chin and poured the soup in shutting her mouth before she could spit it out. He waited for her to swallow but she never did. Growling again he covered her mouth with his palm and then pinched her nose closed.
"Either you swallow it or you suffocate. Your choice." He waited for her to swallow but still nothing. Two minutes but she only blinked back at him. Three minutes he saw her face turn red and then at five minutes it faded to a slight blue. Finally, after 6 and half minutes she swallowed and when he released her nose and mouth she took a deep breath. He only smirked at her. "Told you I'd force you."
She ate her soup in defeat and kept her eyes away from him. She wanted to cry, wanted to curl into a ball and cry like a baby, but she wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction. 'You wanna screw me over, fine I can screw you over just as quick. The moment Johns sees me I'll spill my guts about you. If I'm going back to that hell you're coming with me.' Her thoughts were momentarily cut off by a beeping sound in the flight control room. She saw Riddick get up and walk rather quickly too it so she followed.
He sat down in the pilots chair and started strapping himself in. "Strap yourself in doll, we're landing." He never took his eyes from the controls as he spoke to her. She stared sown at him for a second and then looked out the window at the growing planet. She didn't recognize it; she didn't care what it was. All she could think of now was the past. She sat down in the co-pilots seat and strapped herself in. Her jaw was locked and her face was set in a grim stare. He was actually gonna do it. She had denied it at first, told herself he wouldn't do it to her. Then, she got angry; she wanted to kill him, wanted to make him scream in pain. After she realized that wasn't going to happen she accepted her fate and now she would do everything in her power to survive.
He noticed the faraway look in her eye. The way her jaw was set and the way she swallowed like she just came to a mind blowing realization. He figured she came to terms with her situation and was now trying to adapt to it. He'd done it many times before. Instead of being angry about what was happening he let it happen and then thought of a plan to get him out. He smiled to himself. 'Strong survival instinct, I admire that in a woman.'
He landed effortlessly in the loading bays of Cypress 5. The dock operators didn't hassle him for identification codes they just let him in. He knew he would have to pay a pretty hefty charge to keep them quiet when he left but after he dropped his unwanted cargo he would have enough to keep them quiet. He started the shut down sequence to the ship and then walked over to a small locker and pulled out a few things: handcuffs, a graph stick, big gauge, and a bit. If he was gonna leave the bitch with Johns he didn't want her to nark on him until he was a safe distance away.
"Stand up." He turned to her with the handcuffs in hand. She just continued to stare at him. "Stand up and put your hands behind you." She continued her solemn stare at him but did what he told her. He snapped the cuffs in place behind her back and then tried to put the bit in her mouth but she pulled her head away.
"Why the bit?" Her voice wasn't shaky but he could tell she was afraid. "Please don't put it on. I hate those fucking things."
"Got too. I don't want you spilling your guts about me to Johns." He pushed it in her mouth and fastened it behind her head. He opened the door to the hanger and pushed her out in front of him towards a near by exit. He opened the door and she saw that the area around the docking bay was heavily wooded. She assumed from the trees around her that they were in the Cypress system. It was the only system that had trees this size. They towered over one hundred feet in the air and were huge in girth as well. They would make the Redwoods of ancient Earth look like a small sapling. She was quickly pulled from her thoughts as Riddick shoved her to her knees in a small clearing a few hundred yards from the docking bay. She looked up at him while he stared down at her, his face void of all emotion. "This is where I leave you kid. No hard feelings, I'm just doing what's right by me." He looked down at her a second longer and then was gone.
She thought of running at first. Thought she could make a getaway but then she remembered Riddick told her he would watch the switch be made so no one screwed him over. She wondered where he was hiding. The trees would be too hard to climb and there wasn't much underbrush. Then she noticed the sun was setting and shadows grew longer. She strained to peer into the darkness but to no avail. The crunch of a twig to her left captured her attention but it was too late to avoid the blow to her temple. She landed on her side in the soft dirt and stars danced in her eyes.
"Hello darlin'. Miss me?" He was grinning at her with his head slightly to the side and his pearly white teeth glistened in the setting darkness. She growled low in her throat but this only made him smile more. He kicked her swiftly in the stomach and she made a painful grunt. "Did you have a good time with Riddick sweetheart?" He knelt down so his lips brushed her ear as he whispered to her. "Did he fuck you as good as I did?" He stood up again and looked around. "Guess he got tired of your pussy after awhile though and dumped you here. Too bad you were noticed though. Must have been someone with a warrant cause they wanted me to leave the money here and take you with me. Must not be a very smart fucker cause why would I leave two hundred thousand credits with no one to pick them up." He circled around her scanning the growing darkness. "Nope, I'm gonna take you and the money, wait like I did last time for your bounty to up, have some fun while we wait, and then I'll collect." He stopped when a large figure emerged into sight.
"You weren't gonna fuck me over were you Johns?" His voice was low and came out in more of a growl.
"Riddick, glad you came out to join us."
"Just give me the money Johns and you get to walk outa here with the girl."
Johns chuckled and tilted his head to the side. "I'm thinking that I'll cash in on both of you that way I get double the rewards." It a blink he had his gauge drawn and pointed at Riddick. "On you knees Riddick. I don't wanna do this the hard way."
Riddick turned his head and a large popping of his vertebra could be heard. "Hard way? I like to think of it as the fun way." His shiv appeared in his hand and quick as a flash he attacked. Johns got off one shot before Riddick reached him but it hit in the dirt 2 feet beside him. They tangoed for awhile. One would land a blow and then the other one would counter with an equal attack. Finally Riddick pulled the gauge from johns but not before Johns removed Riddick's goggles. A deep throaty laugh escaped Riddick when he saw the black lenses in Johns' hand. "Look around you Johns. It's dark." Riddick readied for an attack but a bright white flash from a plasma blast from Johns caused him to cry out and clutch his eyes as he hit his knees on the dirt. With lightening quick reflexes Johns had hand cuffs on him and a graph stick dangerously close to his head.
They were in Johns' ship now. They were just loaded into the holding bay and Johns had left them alone for takeoff. Her back was against a wall by the door where she was chained with her arms behind her back and her feet cuffed to the floor of the ship. Riddick was across from her in the same position. She still had her bit in but Johns failed to equip Riddick with one. She felt the ship break through the atmosphere and a few minutes later Johns strolled back to where they were. He stopped in front of her and unfastened the bit in her mouth. She worked her jaw around to relieve the stiffness she felt in it and then stared up at him.
He smiled at her. "You don't look happy to see me darlin'." She continued to glare at him but he only laughed. "How about a kiss for old time's sake?" He leaned close to her face. "And no biting or else you'll be chained standing up with no clothes on, got it?" He leaned in when she didn't say anything and lightly brushed his lips to hers. When she didn't try to bite him he pushed into her harder until her mouth opened and he moved his tongue around every inch of her oral cavity. When he was done he pulled away and glanced at her neck where there was a black and blue bite mark. "Riddick likes it rough I see." He turned around and faced a somber faced Riddick.
"You know I gotta mark what's mine." His voice was sarcastic and condescending.
"I'm not a piece of meat." She broke into there pissing contest and her voice was livid.
Johns turned from Riddick and smiled at her. "No, but you are a nice piece of ass." He walked back over to her. "I would really love to continue this conversation we're all having but I need to get ready to dock soon. We'll be taking a merchant vessel Hunter-Gratzner. So, I expect you'll both be on your best behavior." He smiled back at them one last time and then walked away.