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Chapter 10.

He sat alone in the green glow of the control screens. His chin resting on his cut and bruised knuckles. Checking the news wire, he learned that it didn't take them long to start tracking him and Johns and jump on their trail. If only the Company was the only thing he had to worry about. Traveling with Johns added to the tension and kept him even more on his guard. He need to find another shipand quickly, but he wasn't about to do that with Johns on board. Even though the merc was close to death, he was still dangerous. He leaned forward keying up the schematics of the skiff. He rose and turned, staring at the dying man.

Johns began to gag and cough. Spewing his blood across the walls and floor as he tried to sit up. He knew Johns wouldn't survive much longer with out medical attention. He was bleeding to death, both internally and externally. If the skiff had a jettison tube, he would have rather jettison him into space and watch the man fold in on himself with a great deal of satisfaction sprawled upon his face.

"Jesus Johns. You don't look so good.". The fake concern in his voice made his stomach turn.

"Really? That's funny cause I've never felt better." Johns announced as he wiped the blood from his chin with his sleeve, still coughing and gasping for breath. A puddle of blood had formed on the floor.

Johns moved to get up off the bench, where he had been since they had taken off from Butcher Bay, but collapsed in a heap at Riddicks' feet. A deep roar of laughter escaped the convicts' chest as he stood over the dying merc.

"Come on Johns. Get up." He nudged the man on the floor with his boot. "Ya ain't givin' up on me now are you?. We're almost there."

Confusion and anger crossed Johns' features as he looked up at the convict. Another roar of laughter came from the bald man. Bending down and grabbing Johns up by the back of his jacket. Riddick propped him up against the wall, "Let's go Johns," He said as he threw Johns over his shoulder, and started towards the entryway for the emergency pod.

Bypassing the chair, he dropped Johns on the floor. He stepped over him and disabled the emergency beacon and all of its major controls, leaving it, for the most part, useless. He set the pod to self-release in two minutes. Soon he wouldn't have to deal with this man.

"What you think you're doing Riddick?" Johns gasped weakly, trying to grab Riddicks' leg.

"In case you haven't noticed, pretty soon you're gonna be nothin' but dead weight. So I figured I'd lighten the load now to save myself some bullshit later." he replied with amusement in his voice.

"Nice knowin' ya, Johns." Riddick said as he headed out of the pod. Slapping the lock pad as he passed. The door shut and sealed behind him.

As he reached the bridge, the countdown had completed, the pod disengaged and started towards the programmed coordinates. Sighing, he ran a hand over his stubbly head. His eyes burned from the lack of sleep, and his stomach rumbled in hunger. He decided that he would plot a course for somewhere out of the way before he would tend to his own needs. Charting a plan to the closest fueling station, he set the auto pilot, and left to find the galley.

The diner hadn't been that busy so Rae asked to go home early. As she walked, Rae's heart started to pound hard inside her chest. She didn't understand why. Slowly she took a deep breath, and looked around. There was nothing behind her that her sub-conscience would have picked up on. People all walking towards their own destinations, almost oblivious of their surroundings.

As she continued to walk her apprehension grew. As more and more people passed her, she started to hear the quiet murmurs, picking up bits and pieces of information. None of which made sense to her. Set to cross the street, she saw a crowd encircling Max's newsstand, shouting at him. Hardly anyone normally noticed the shop, let alone the man that sat behind the littered counter. As she neared the stand the murmurs gave way to disbelief, which in turn gave way to awe. She didn't understand. These people had never react to anything, now they were almost in a panic.

She heard one declare that they 'couldn't believe it', another said 'impossible'. She shook with anticipation as she forced her way through the growing crowd. She didn't know where this curiosity she had, stemmed from.

Max hollered out to her. "I knew I'd be popular one day!" he chuckled, mostly to himself, as he turned up the volume on the new vid-screen that sat on the counter.

"Max, what in the hell is going on?" she hollered, hoping he could hear her over the commotion.

"That crazy bastard Riddick escaped Butcher Bay"

Her stomach sank, she couldn't believe it. She didn't even need to hear what else Max had to say. She quickly twisted around, shoving past the people that had crowded behind her to learn of the breaking story. She quickly headed towards Thomas' house.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

His head snapped up, and he shook the sleep from his head. Glancing at his chrono, he realized he had dozed off earlier than usual. The day's were quite exhausting now that he felt he needed to keep Rae and Melissa away from one another. Melissa was slowly becoming more hostile, not only towards Rae, but to everyone that came with in fifteen feet of her.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Hold on." he said as he got up from his chair.

He opened the door and a blur of brown passed him "what the hell?"

Rae stood eyes wide, hands waving rapidly in the air, mouth moving continuously, but Thomas could not understand a word she was saying. He shook his head again and held up his hand for her to stop.

"Stop." He announced. Rae looked at him in disbelief, not understanding that he couldn't understand her. When she finally stopped, he said. "Take your time and start from the beginning. Please."

Instead of repeating herself, she clicked on the vid-screen. There it was plain as day. Riddicks' bald, and menacing figure, looming on the screen. The reporter literally spitting out the news as if it were venom. The security tapes they showed were on a constant loop of Riddick killing guard after guard, climbing into the ship as he was being fired upon..

"A mercenary, William Johns, is believed to be a hostage. Riddick is armed and extremely dangerous. Authorities advise, you should in no way approach or attempt to capture the fugitive, but contact your local authorities with your information. Riddick was last seen traveling just outside the Gel'an System, and authorities believe him to be headed towards the Loranta II System. The following planets should be aware of the heightened security that is being put in place, Loran, Lakos, and Litre, These planets are being targeted due to their amount of frequent traffic and their large availability of fuel" Flashing a picture of the ship he had stolen on the screen, Rae noticed that it wasn't the same ship from the previously shown security tapes.

"No way." Rae whispered in complete awe of Riddicks' resourcefulness. Two different ships. Damn.

Thomas couldn't believe what he was hearing. Butcher Bay was impossible to escape from. He wondered how the hell he had managed to get away with the wardens ship at that. Walking over to his vid-screen he turned it off.

Stepping up to Thomas she asked, "How did he do it?"

"Don't know, but by the looks of it, I'm sure it's one hell of a story.

"Does Jackie know?"

Rae shrugged and slowly her eyes grew big. If she knew her sister, the answer was yes, and she was probably talking poor Mrs. Davis' ear off about it. She turned quickly and started for the door.

"I'll give you a ride." Thomas said as he grabbed his keys.

Rae did not believe for a second that Jackie hadn't heard, but remarked to herself at how well she was hiding her excitement. Mrs. Davis was surprised Rae was there so early to pick up Jackie, but she sure wasn't gonna complain. Since that day a couple of weeks ago, Mrs Davis had kept her word about not letting Jackie watch the vid-screen. She had practically drove the old woman insane with her raving about Riddick the last time. Rae wondered if Mrs. Davis had any idea about his escape. She doubted the woman would even care.

Jackie was skipping through the door into the hallway.

"What's with you?" Rae asked slyly.

With a smile on her face, Jackie said "Nothin'."

Catching, and meeting the huge grin on her sisters small face with one of her own, she replied "Your not a very good liar."

As if a switch had been flipped, Jackie jumped and squealed "Can you believe it? He did it. He beat them at their own game."

Rae had to admit she had felt a bit of excitement when she learned that Riddick had escaped, she smiled at Jackie, ruffling her hair. "Yeah I guess he did, huh?"

Melissa stood at the bar, her hand wrapped tightly around the neck of the bottle. She glared at the screen, memorizing every detail of Riddicks' face, the stories of his previous capture. Loosening her grip on the bottle only after she realized that it had broken in her hand, cutting her fingers deeply, she turned and stalked out of the bar. The shouts of the bartender falling on her adrenaline rushed deaf ears.

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