Chapter 6
"OOOOooo my head." With a moan Serena lifted her head. Opening her eyes she gazed around, only to find herself back in the crash ship sitting on a box. It was then she realized her arms were aching. Her hands had been chained to a pipe above her, and she could feel the chains biting into them. Why'd you have to go and fuck with him..
With a deep breath Serena pulled down with her arms to see if she could squeeze her hands out of the handcuffs or at least break the pipe (like that could happen), but hey she was optimistic.
"FUUCCCCCCCKKK," with a cry of pain Serena tossed back her head and hit something solid. Turning her head sideways as far as she could, she came face to face with an arm. Just by the definition of the muscle there was only one person's arm it could belong to.
"So what did you do to piss Johns off?" Riddick's deep voice rasped making Serena jump.
"What haven't I done?" Serena questioned as she looked around the room searching for something sharp. "The man is just an asshole. Thinks he runs the whole damn show. Stupid fucker." She could hear Riddick's chest rumbling from laughter. Just then she heard Fry approach. She couldn't see her but she had a very distinctive walk, almost hesitant.
"Why'd you do it?" Fry asked. When she got no response she continued.
"Where did you put Zeke's body?" Again she got no response.
"Fine don't tell me anything. But just so you know there's a debate going on whether or not to leave you here locked up to die" and with that she started to walk away.
"You mean the whispers?" Riddick replied softly. Serena could feel Riddick turn himself slightly. Stopping, Fry made her way back to Riddick.
"What whispers?"
"The ones tellin' me to go for the sweet spot, just to the left of the spine fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. What a gusher. Has a metallic taste to it, human blood. Copperish. But if you cut it with peach schnapps that goes away." He could see Fry's eyes widen and that gave him some satisfaction.
"Want to shock me with the truth now?" Good ole Fry trying to be so brave.
"All you people are so scared of me an' most days I take that as a compliment, but it isn't me you gotta worry about now." Riddick leaned back brushing his arm against Serena's back giving her chills.
"So where's the body? We looked in the hole he's not there" Fry asked her hands balled up against her hips.
"Look deeper" his voice reverberated.
"You get anything out of him or am I going to have to beat him?" Johns asked Fry as he stepped in the room. His badge was gleaming more then ever.
"He says he didn't kill him that we need to look further to find his body" Fry indicated.
"And you believe him? Let me tell you something sweetheart. And here he goes lecturing her like she's an idiot with no thoughts of her own. I know what happened. He went off on the guy buried him in the hill somewhere and now he's got you thinking something else killed him."
"Well let's just be sure" Fry commented.
"I am sure. Look murders aside Riddick belongs in the asshole hall of fame. He loves the jaw-jackin', loves making you afraid 'cuz that's all he has and you're playing right into it."
"We're going to find the body Johns. Christ you're a cop. Why am I telling you this? We gotta go down and find it." With that Fry left the room. At the mention of cop Serena burst into laughter. Walking over to her Johns leaned down until he was inches from her face.
"Looks like we got ourselves a volunteer" he sneered.
" What? I don't think so. So get out of my face before I make you". Johns leaned in closer and whispered in her ear.
"Make me." Glaring into her eyes he raised his eyebrow in challenge. Smirking Serena spat in his face. Standing up he started to wipe his face. With that little distraction she kicked him in the groin. Groaning in pain Johns, fell to his knees grasping his loins. She then threw her legs around his neck squeezing them tightly.
"You still want me to make you? Huh HUH?"
Johns was digging in his pocket for something but Serena was so intent on squeezing the life out of him she didn't notice. Taking out his gun he pointed it at Serena. Aww shit.
"BANG!"
Her arms had come lose and she fell on the box, her back connecting hard, releasing Johns from her death grip. Standing over her Johns' pointed the gun.
"I could've killed you and I didn't. I want you to remember that. Now get your sorry ass self in that fucking hole or I'll have to hurt your little friend here" Pointing the gun at Riddick's head.
"You won't kill him he's worth too much to you"
"You think so?" Johns then punched Riddick in the face. "You still think so?"
Johns then punched Riddick again. Riddick had pulled his chains tight from frustration, his muscled arms bulging trying to break the chains free. Pulling out his gun Johns put it to Riddick's head.
"You won't pull the trigger he's worth more to you alive then dead and we all know you're a greedy sonofabitch." Cocking the gun Johns smirked.
"Do you really want to test that theory? True he is worth more alive than dead, but hell if he was to die it would still be a fucking lot of money." Shit..is he bluffing? Fuck I hate this guy.
"Fine you win I'll go down the fucking hole, but Riddick gets his chains removed"
"You're not in the position to be giving out orders"
"Either are you but yet you are and people listen. Oh right that's because everyone thinks you're a cop. What would they say if they found out you were a fucking merc huh? What do you think their reactions would be?"
" They would never believe you"
"Do you want to take that chance?" With a roll of his eyes Johns pulled back the gun.
"Only after you go down the hole and come out will I remove his chains got it?"
"Like I have a choice"
"Good" Johns then smacked Riddick over the head with his gun. Riddick's face slumped forward.
"Well that's a nice way to piss him off"
Shrugging his shoulders Johns pushed Serena with his gun.
"Now move."
OK I know! I didn't really get Riddick and Serena talking…MY BAD. They will be talking in the future though and maybe doing something else ahahaahaha…..
Yeah so what did you think?