Welcome To The Dark Side

Rated R for general bad attitudes, violence, language, and adult themes.

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Change of narrator voice in this chapter. Let me know if its confusing.

I have no fucking idea what happened. I was in the circle with Riddick taking a fighters stance when it happened. I was thinking in my head that I had to find a weakness to even have a chance at winning this fight. I had all my focus set on the man before me. That's where I messed up. I paid too much attention to the man before me and none to the ones behind me. I felt something sharp gash my side and burning pain before I realized what had happened. I wondered why Riddick would set me up for a second until I realized the death look wasn't aimed at me but the fuck behind me. All I remembered before the world turned dark was that Riddick looked like all of hell and its armies when he was mad.

Steel woke up to a blinding headache and excruciating pain. She was aware of why she had both but she had no idea what the heavy weight on her arm was for. Turning her head she damn near screamed at seeing Riddick.

"Heavy fucker." Steel thought pulling her arm out from under his sleeping form.

Riddick stirred raising his eyelids a little.

"Thought you weren't going to make it." She noticed his voice was even deeper when he was groggy.

Steel stared at him for a second trying to remember how she had gotten back to her cell or why Riddick was there.

"Did anyone ever teach you it isn't polite to stare?"

Steel shook her head and looked away.

"How'd I get back up here?" She was talking to the wall. Her back to him.

"I picked your dying ass up and brought you up here. Figured it was the least I could do since my magnetic pull got you shived." He was smirking again and she could feel it.

"Don't know what's so damn funny all the time." Steel said angrily trying to sit up.

Riddick put his hand on her chest .

"Your not going anywhere, you can't sit up yet. You'll pull out those great looking stitches I did."

"Fuck off."

Riddick looked like he was amused and it made Steel even more pissed.

"Gee Riddick thanks for the kind act now get your fucking hand off me and get out of my cell."

"Can't" It was a simple statement. He made it sound like it made all the scense in the world.

"And why not?"

"Cus that girl I was shacked up with is a bit of the jealous type."

Steel turned slowly to face the man that pissed her off so damn much.

"And Big Evil's scared of some no name bitch?"

Riddick's eyes glinted in the dark.

"No but your in no state of heath to fight off another murder attempt."

Steel laughed

"And what does she suppose your doing in here looking for more apples?"

Riddick tilted his head back and laughed.

"No she thinks I'm fucking you, and by the way you were screaming when I threw that alcohol on your wound she had right too."

Steel actually blushed red.

"Like you could make me scream." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.

Riddick's face grew serious.

"How bout we let you heal up and we'll see what I can make you do."

Steel laughed again. Nervously this time.

"Um yeah well I'm tired."

Riddick smirked as she shut her eyes tightly and rolled back over.