Welcome To The Dark Side

Rated R for violence, language, and adult situations.

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The closer Riddick's transport got to the maximum security slam deemed The Fortress, the more chaos resumed below. Inmates were rounding up their teams for the big brawl that was taking place in just a few short hours. The brawl was supposed to be a celebratory thing for Riddick's arrival, but most joined in just at a chance to take the big guy down. As for me, I'm just getting ready by sharpening my shivs.

"I hate this fucking place." I yelled into the dark hoping to scare the rats that lived around the cells. I laid back down onto what they call a bed and continued to sharpen the shiv I was holding up. I could see my reflection in the blade. Green eyes peered back and I could see my black hair slicked back. Nerves were jumping in my body as I heard the transport that was bringing big evil hit the hangar. Knowing that this slam would be a few bodies short tomorrow, I kissed the blurry ripped picture of my father for protection and opened my cell door. I heard the de-toxin air hitting the walls in the chamber above and knew that it would only be a short time before the fucked up guards threw Riddick from the 20 foot drop. If you made it down the drop alive and with no serious injuries you were, for the most part, okay. I felt a twinge of guilt for this man because there were 2oo inmates waiting to start the shiving contest as soon as he came out of the hole. No time for him to even get his bearings. No one could be as good as they say he is, so I figured he'd be dead soon after he dropped from the hole. I was watched intently by the other inmates when I stepped up to the middle of their so called- shiving circle. I listened quietly as I heard a heavy body hit the pipes in the 20 foot drop. All the inmates were on their toes whooping and roaring. As soon as the body, which I had no chance to see, made its way from the hole the rumble was on. I was attacked from behind by a man who stayed a couple cell blocks from me. He smelled like shit and that made it hard to get close to him. I probably looked like I was fighting a sword fight from the way I was lunging from so far away. Once I shived him in the gut ,I was attacked by yet another short shit with too much testosterone and not enough brains. This one was easy to take down, he was young with no real shiv experience, and the adrenaline rush I already had from my first kill was making me very fast and very strong. I fought on that way for awhile. I knew I personally took down five men. It wasn't even a brawl after the first man jumped me, I was fighting for my life. And my life meant a lot, even if it was a shitty one.

Once things had settled down and the wounded limped from the circle. I looked around to see if Riddick had made it through or if not, who had shived him. To my surprise, he was standing up legs crossed at the ankles, shined eyes staring my way, eating an apple.

"How the fuck did he get an apple?" I was totally amazed at the fact that he had an apple. I hadn't seen an apple for years let alone tasted one. The fact that he had the apple made me walk towards him.

"I thought you had a good chance of surviving this, I thought you had a better chance of not getting seriously injured, but I had never guessed that you were a magician."

Riddick looked at me seriously, guess he wasn't much for conversation.

"What would make you think that?" He asked voice deep, gravely, and damn sexy.

"Well you killed those men and pulled an apple out of one of their asses, seems pretty magical to me."

Riddick smirked and held out his hand.

"Richard B. Riddick escaped convict, murderer, and magician."

I smirked back, clasping his strong hand in mine.

"Steel Sly, killer, hacker, and magic connoisseur.

At that he laughed a deep hollow sound and walked away tossing half the eaten apple at me.