You can lead a horse to water

Summery: Riddick killed her parents when she was a kid. Now Riddick has to put his life in her hands in order to survive. Will she change to understand his past actions and will he change to become human?


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Chapter three: Outbursts…

She was walking down a dark corridor, her hand clutching the leg of her old teddy. The sliver of a moon could be seen through the balcony windows to her left and that was her only light, as she made her way to her brother's room.

Slowly, one testing step at a time, she closed in on the door. Then there was a scream. It was a scream so terrified and terrifying that her heart stopped beating, if only for a second or so, and her innocent, child-hands went up to cover her ears, the teddy still in a firm grip. She took a step back, almost lost her balance, just almost. She held her teddy close to her heaving chest, whispering into his ear, assuring the teddy that there was no need to be afraid. She started walking again, only to be knocked over by a black shadow, which lost its balance and went down with her.

At first she thought it was her brother, but the shadowy body was too massive, too strong to be him. She moved back, but the other person was faster, much faster, and she found herself pushed to the wall, a knife at her throat, starring into dark eyes. The cold metal was sharp, so sharp that she only felt the cold of the metal and not the way the edge drew blood from her bared neck. She kept looking into those eyes, for hours or seconds, just looking, terrified and mystified. In the end the young man took the knife off her neck and pushed him self off of her, getting to his feet.

"Don't move!" he whispered. "Don't move until the cops get here." Then he was gone. But his words echoed in her ears along wither mothers scream.


Brightness. It took Frizz a while to figure out why she was lying on a pile of seed bags in the storage room of an old warehouse. It even took a while to get to her feet and find the gun tugged away in the waistband of her cargo pants.

When she heard footsteps approach, she backed towards the backdoor, the only exit she estimated as safe at that moment. With a swift movement she was out of the storage room, just as the store manager entered.

"Who the mouldy phlegm-muncher camped out in my seeds." The store manager mumbled and scratched his fatty chin. By that time Frizz was long gone, puking in a waistband down by the docks. Five months. Five bloody months and she had been puking every morning of every fucking day in those five months.

She remembered his face. She remembered his smug smile as he left the room after having gotten what he wanted from her.

Mercs had their own set of codes, she knew, and a fucked-up little brotherhood it was. But the bond didn't run too deep; They would turn on each other first chance they'd get.

She'd made one screw-up during a hunt, and a crew mate died, and she was close to being sent to a slam . He was the only one who knew what she had done, and he had promised not to tell on her, if she gave him what he wanted. So she had. She gave him all of her and he left her crying and pregnant, and turned her in anyway. But Bendy kept her safe and out of slam, because she was their best gunner, because he loved her.

She found him a couple of months later and stabbed him in the chest, left him to bleed to death. But she kept the child as a reminder. A reminder never to mess up again.

What a mess she was in now.

Hover Crafts passed by, even small ships, but she was looking for the right ship. The right ship to take her off this off-planet docking station, to go after Riddick. She put a hand on the gun tugged away in her waistband covered by her sweater and scanned the docks.


Just out of one merc ship before another one tracks you down. Riddick smiled.

He had been dodging this ship all night, never gotten a chance to slip into cryo-sleep. The pilot had surprised him more than once with his flying skills, but the two gunners were awful. So the chase had continued. But there were more surprises to come, both for him and for the mercs chasing him.

Two more ships appeared out of nowhere, trying to force the first ship off his tail. But in the end the three crews agreed on splitting the bounty, at least for now – you never knew how many would actually survive the hunt.

The skiff Riddick was flying had the speed of a dead porcupine, so in the end he decided that running on foot would give him a better chance. He set the skiff down in a woodland area on the planet where Bendy's crew had caught him just days before, a concealed and thorny area, where he could hide the skiff and make a solid run for it before the three merc ships would have a chance to catch up with him.

But mercs were good hunters, almost as good as Riddick, and the chase turned out to be more of a tie than Riddick had feared. One crew on the ground, hunting him, two ships hovering above, chasing his every move with gunners and nets. The crew on the ground was the unlucky ones. Riddick had four out of five killed within the first half hour, but the fifth merc managed to get a good shot and sent three tranquilizers into Riddick's chest before he managed to break the merc's neck. But the three little pin-sized holes in his chest proved to be more of a challenge than he had thought. The mercs had obviously used a very effective tranquilizer. A shot from the ship above; he wasn't ready for it and he got caught in a net, steel rods pining him to the ground.

"We'll be taking you to slam, boy!" one merc yelled from the circling ship above. Riddick could feel his eyes blackening, his body failing him slowly.

Then he felt a knife slitting the net open and hands untangling him, and as he forced himself to focus, he found the girl in his arms.

"I've got us a ship. To our left." Frizz said panting.

Riddick wrapped an arm around Frizz' neck and shoulder for support. "Thought you couldn't pilot?" he said and started walking left.

"Said I hadn't tried." She whispered back. "Guess I'm a natural."

With solid help from Frizz Riddick made his way to the ship where Frizz dumped him and took off. As soon as they were off-planet, she got up from the pilot seat with great efforts. She straightened her back, put a calming hand on her stomach and went to the back, where Riddick was half asleep in a passenger crib. "And now, Riddick dearest. I think you own me the truth."

Riddick looked up at her with his silver eyes. "That wasn't very smart, Frizzy."

Frizz clenched her teeth and rubbed her belly. "Well I ain't the one with three merc ships on my heals."

Riddick just smiled "You are now."


Eamon: not sure how well this turned out, maybe a bit confusing at times.

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