Author's note. OMG! Last chapter had received more reviews than any before. I have felt overwhelmed during the last days with all your wonderful reviews. I just wanted to say thank you to all of you. I never thought that out there would exist so many amazing people. You're great!
Here you've got a little appetizer while you wait for next update. By the way, in this chapter you're going to find a new character. I hope you like it. Thank you.
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K, my lovely beta. I love you, hon. Don't change a bit. Thank you.
M, mi musa. Gracias por tu apoyo incondicional desde el comienzo. Te quiero, chiqui.
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Icores, I know it's a cliffhanger, but I honestly like to keep the readers glued to their seat. About Riddick, don't you worry too much for him, he knows how to deal with Jack, his only problem is that he doesn't want to face his fears. Thanks for your review, sweetheart.
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Ok, with that said. Let's have some fun with the story.
Disclaimer: Don't own Riddick or any of his stuff, just like everyone else, I like to play with him every once in a while
Chapter 20. Blast from the past.
Riddick glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Jack was staring out the front window, she seemed lost in her own little world. Jack's face showed him that it wouldn't be so easy for him to bridge the distance that had now grown between them. He sighed, frustrated and annoyed with himself, as he pressed the buttons to initiate the sequence to land on Zul. Jack swallowed hard as she saw in front of her the dark surface of the planet. She grabbed the seat belt as she tightened her jaw. Riddick slid his eyes in her direction and began to manoeuvre the ship. He thought about his little Jack sitting in that exact position five years before, when they were landing on New Mecca. But, back then, she had been excited and happy. And now, well, now she was angry and sad. Riddick sighed and began to complete the landing. Jack could now see part of the spaceport and she bit her bottom lip; she tried desperately to hide her nervous excitement. It was a dark place, a place that sent a strong shiver through her body. She could sense danger floating in the atmosphere.
As soon as The Darkveil touched solid ground, Jack tried to unbuckle herself so fast that her hands were fighting against the seat belt for a few seconds more than warranted. Finally, she got free and stood. Riddick followed her with his eyes. "Jack, we need to talk." He said gravely.
Jack didn't bother to look at him or answer. She just headed to the bedroom, ignoring his tone of voice and slamming the door closed behind her. Riddick switched off the engines and unbuckled himself. He leaned over his knees and rested his elbows upon them. He shut his eyes as he rubbed his head. Fuck, Jack. I don't need this shit, he said to himself. He knew that right now it was the worst time for this situation between them.
Riddick got to his feet and headed to the bedroom. He knocked softly. "Jack?" He called to her. When she didn't answer he tried to open the door, and found that it was locked. "Come on, kid. Open the door. We need to talk." He explained as he looked at the ceiling, waiting. His only answer was silence. Riddick thought that one option would be just to kick it open, but that would only add more tension to the game, so it would be better if he could get Jack to open the door on her own.
Zul wasn't a safe planet. It was filled with the dregs of humanity. Riddick thought that it wouldn't make a difference if she were to wait for him at the ship, or if she were to go with him. In both cases it would be a dangerous situation. He needed to at least be sure that Jack was going to do whatever he told her to do; otherwise they could be in serious trouble. "Come on, Jackie girl. Time is runnin' out. We need to refuel the ship and buy a few things." He growled as gently as he could. No sound came from the bedroom. Riddick grunted, frustrated. Fucking kid, he thought as he felt his beast start to grumble. He noticed that his patience fell as his anger rose. He growled. "Ain't got the hole fucking day for this shit, Jack. So open the fucking door." His voice was dead serious. After a moment he heard her walking to the door and the lock clicked, but the door wasn't opened. He took a deep breath and entered.
The room was in shadow and Jack was standing in the middle of it. She had her arms crossed over her chest. Riddick watched her for a few seconds and then began to speak. "As I told you before, we need to talk about this fucking place." He finished as he moved forward and took a seat on the bed. Jack just simply looked at her nails nonchalantly, ignoring his presence, but she had followed his movements from the corner of her eye. Riddick frowned, grunting. Jack glanced at him and headed toward the door. Before she reached it, Riddick rushed to her side and grabbed her arm, making her stop in her tracks. He then turned her around, a little harder than he would have liked to make her look at him; and grabbed her other arm in the process. "Listen kid. Zul isn't Thalion. Here you'll be fucking dead in two fucking minutes if you don't do what I tell you to do, got it?" His voice was serious as he stared at her. Jack was staring at her feet, motionless. Riddick consciously tightened his grip to make her look up at him. Jack snapped her head up and stared into his eyes.
"Trying to hurt me?" She asked, as she clenched her teeth in an attempt to block the sudden pain in her arms. She wouldn't show him that he was hurting her. It wasn't necessary, he had noticed and eased his grip a little. "Cause I'm fucking sure that no one bigger and badder than you ever tried before." She muttered in anger as she brought her face closer to his. "I've grown accustomed to pain, and no one, not even you, will be able to hurt me more, got it?" Her voice was serious as her eyes flickered to his shined ones. Riddick released her completely and locked eyes with her in silence; for a second, he was shocked by her words. Jack rubbed her arms as she went to the wardrobe. "I'm not a stupid kid. I know this is a fucking shit hole, so don't worry, I'll be a good little girl …", she cut herself off and Riddick noticed the sarcasm in her voice. She pulled out her coat. "….as long as we are outside your ship." She added as she put on the coat. Jack then looked at him, from head to foot; her eyes full of banked rage. She extended her arm. "After you." She finished, pointing the way out.
Riddick felt the anger radiating from her slim body and grunted. He heaved a deep sigh as he grabbed his own coat. He headed to the ramp and entered the security code to open it.
Xela was a big, old city. A Long time ago, it had been used as a slam; it was built to last, and it was far from the rest of the Galaxy. The intention was to keep the prisoners away from all the so called "upstanding citizens" in all the known systems. Xela was the only city on the planet, and its buildings had been made from black stone and steel. Back then, The Firm had spent millions of credits to get the best technology in security to make sure that no one would be able to leave the planet. As long as the inmates were there, everything would be under control. Apart from that, the fact that the most dangerous men would be kept together, made it easy for The Firm not only to control them, but also use them if it was needed. Each and every new inmate that landed on Zul was registered and branded with a code, and a chip was implanted under their skin. If some one with enough balls, and no brain, were to try and escape from there, without the express permission and authorization from The Board itself, they would be dead before they escaped the planet's atmosphere.
The Firm had been using the inmates to find mineral resources on the surface of the planet. As the years went by, The Firm lost interest in it because there weren't enough valuable resources to exploit. So, The board retired its men and the guards were left to the population of the planet, becoming integrated with the inmates. Over the years, the men that hadn't died trying to escape from there, learned to live in relative peace between themselves. It probably helped that The Board decided to send women there, so Xela was transformed into a city more than a slam. But from time to time, The Firm looked in on them, just in case. Zul's population might still be useful in the future.
The Darkveil's ramp hissed, and then with a metallic clang, it touched the ground. As soon as the two started to make their way to the checkpoint, they caught the local's attention. Jack swallowed hard and pressed her body against Riddick's. She didn't want to take a walk in this forsaken place, not one bit. Riddick took Jack's hand in his and squeezed gently, then he walked with long strides in the direction of the main building in the spaceport. Riddick noticed, not without amusement, that Jack didn't complain or remove her hand from his. He sighed, relieved, and put his "don't fuck with me" trademark look back on his face.
Captain Richards reported his landing and arranged to refuel his ship. Certainly a few of the locals that were there at the time, knew whom it was that they were dealing with. Still, no one dared to look at him directly, or ask him too many questions. Riddick's physical presence didn't go unnoticed by them; his body language screamed danger. It wasn't that they weren't used to see dangerous people, but not ones that were that dangerous. Richard B. Riddick in the flesh and blood, had arrived on Zul willingly, and that fact would probably make the rounds of the planet before they managed to leave the spaceport.
It was dark when both of them finished with the paperwork and headed toward the city. Three moons orbited around Zul, and it had just one small sun that only produced a few hours of natural light. They walked hand in hand in complete silence. From time to time Riddick glanced at her from the corner of his eye, hidden behind his goggles. Jack had a "get the fuck away from me, you asshole" look on her face, but this time it wasn't faked. Riddick couldn't help but feel proud of her, even if that look was directed at him. He knew too well that it would be better to let it go for now; he didn't want to draw more attention to them than they already had.
They reached a store and entered it. It was very dim inside, with just enough light to see the clothes and utensils that were sold there. As soon as they were inside, Jack dropped his hand and walked away from him to the opposite corner of the store. Jack was angry with him, and she didn't want Riddick to think that she was enjoying the touch of his hands on her. That fact was something she insisted on denying, even to herself. She began to look for some clothes as Riddick just leaned his back to the counter and watched her, his goggles still covering his eyes. The salesman gave her the once over as a dirty smile appeared on his face. A moment later, Jack disappeared into one of the dressing rooms with a few clothes in her hands. Riddick just walked around the store, searching for something for himself; while all the time his five senses were on alert, and the beast within him paced its cage grumbling. His gut told him that she was up to something, but he couldn't figure out what exactly.
Jack looked herself over, from head to toe, in the big mirror. She grinned playfully. Yeah, Jack. Let's have some fun, she said to herself. A moment later, Jack reappeared behind him and cleared her throat. "Do you think I've got long legs, big guy?" She asked innocently. Riddick turned around and looked at her. His eyes would've jumped out of his head, if it hadn't of been for his goggles. Fuck, woman! His mind cried out as his inner beast roared, pacing its cage agitated. His lips let out a surprised growl as his mouth almost touched the store's floor. He quickly attempted to gather his wits, and his mouth made a slightly wry smile.
Jack was wearing a tight, black , and really short skirt. She had paired it with an equally tight, black, and really small top. The outfit left almost nothing to his more than tortured imagination. Riddick felt his heartbeat skip as his breathing became ragged. You want to fucking kill me here, right? He tightened his jaw as he stiffened his position. Jack grinned, silently enjoying his more than welcome reaction. "I'll take that as a yes." She said, staring at him. This way was as good as any other to pay him back for abandoning her five years ago. I'm gonna show you what you lost, Riddick, she said to herself. Let's see if you'll be able to handle the new Jack, big guy. She had an evil grin on her face. She then turned slowly on her heels and walked back to the dressing room; swinging her hips in a deliberately smooth cadence, while from the corner of her eye, she saw how Riddick adjusted the bulge in his cargos. Jack's eyes lit up. Yesss, where's your legendary self – control now, Riddick? She wondered as she entered the little room smiling.
The salesman followed Jack's hips with his beady little eyes as she was walking back. He was slobbering openly. Riddick turned his head and stared at him. The man froze and swallowed hard. Riddick growled as he pulled up his goggles and let them rest on his forehead. The man gasped in terror, and felt as if his heart stopped dead. Riddick grunted as his inner beast roared with rage. Riddick then threw the credit chip to him. The man took it in his suddenly trembling hands and went back to his own business. The man watched Riddick from the corner of his eye. Riddick's face told him "Look at her again, and you'll be fucking dead." He wasn't shitting though, so the man hurried with the credit chip and gave it back without even breathing at all. Riddick snatched the credit chip from his trembling fingers and put it back in his pocket.
A moment later, Jack came out and headed toward Riddick. "Here." She said nonchalantly as she handed him her new clothes. Riddick took them as if they were on fire, and in some ways they were; he could still feel Jack's body's heat in them. Jack grinned an evil, triumphant smile, as Riddick knit his brow. His inner beast roared with both frustration and satisfaction, a feeling long forgotten; a feeling only Jack could invoke. With out a doubt, she was the only one capable of pulling out those kind of reactions from him, and that feeling itself was enough to make Riddick realize then and there, one thing. Richard B. Riddick was totally and royally fucked.
They walked again in silence along the streets that surrounded the space port. Riddick needed to keep his mind busy with other thoughts; apart from Jack's long legs, visions of which were circling his mind. A vision that was torturing his more than fractured mind. Yeah, Rick. Nice view from here, man. But get it together, asshole. Not the best place for that vision, his mind scolded him. Riddick tried hard to ignore them and concentrated on his surroundings. On the other hand, Jack was busy celebrating her little victory. If that was the only weapon she had, she was more than ready and able to use it against him.
They crossed a few narrow streets. Suddenly, Riddick stopped dead in his tracks, so Jack did too. He sniffed the air around him and frowned deeply, growling. He fixed his gaze on a small, dirty shop that was situated a few blocks ahead, on the other side of the street. He grinned as he headed toward there, hand in hand with Jack. As soon as they entered the store, Jack let go of him immediately. He grunted, disappointed, but let her go and looked around himself.
The small shop was filled with all kinds of the best and high tech utensils. It had been a while since Riddick had seen such high quality shit. He then headed to the counter and found an old man sitting behind it. "I want these in my ship before midnight, old man." He growled, grinning as he pulled out a piece of paper and put it on the counter.
The old man grunted without raising his head. "I knew that was you, tiny-boy", he muttered. As soon as the words left his mouth, Riddick grabbed the skinny neck of the old man, squeezing slightly. The man gasped and slowly raised his head with a devilish smile on his almost invisible lips. Riddick let go of him with a slight push and stared at the man's eyes. "I smelled you as soon as you reached the alley." The man continued as he rubbed his aching neck.
Jack turned her attention to the old man, and gasped in surprise when she saw how his silver eyes were flashing at Riddick's, they held a slight trace of fear. Riddick grunted as he looked him up and down. "I thought you were already dead, old man." He said in his most menacing tone of voice.
"I could say the same about you, Rick." He retorted. "Some stuff about a dead planet and winged hammerheads." He continued as, with a lot of effort, he got to his feet. Jack couldn't help the huge shiver that crossed her spine as soon as she heard the old man's voice. It was similar to another one that she had been hearing for five years. His face didn't seem familiar to her though. Her reaction didn't go unnoticed by either of the two men. "What's the occasion?" he asked, as he looked behind Riddick to find Jack looking directly into his old, shined eyes. The old man moved his head with a sigh at Jack. "Your woman?"
Jack arched a brow and crossed her hands over her chest, staring at the both of them. The fuck I am, old man, Jack retorted silently as a chuckle escaped her lips. It was obvious that they had met before, surely in Slam. Riddick tensed his body as he tightened his jaw. Yeah, old man, my woman, he grinned at his own thought. "Before midnight, old man." He growled as he threw him a credit chip, turning on his heels to leave.
The old man grinned and stared at Jack's body. "Nice one you've got there." He said as he picked up the small chip and raised it up. The man pretended to be speaking about the credit chip. The chip was unique, a difficult type to find, and out of reach for the majority. Riddick caught the double meaning, but ignored it. He knew the old man was talking about Jack. If this old man would have been anyone else, Riddick probably would have slashed his throat in two seconds, but this old man was someone he knew to well. Riddick just grunted as he headed to the door. Noticing that Jack didn't follow him, he stopped, and turning his head, he looked at her over his shoulder.
Jack stared at the old man, frowning. The old man went motionless and stared back. She locked eyes with him and noticed how he was reading her. Jack felt her heart beat quicken its rhythm from the intense gaze of the old man, and couldn't help but notice that another strong shiver crossed her spine. It seemed to her that this creepy old man was looking directly through her, reading her mind. That wasn't far from the truth. Just a glance at the couple in front of him, and the old man understood what was happening between them. Of course, he was ignorant about the details, but he knew a lot about feelings; about men and women, and about love.
The old man smiled as he softened his gaze. "Been a while since I've seen such sadness in a beautiful woman's eyes." He said almost in a whisper, as if he was talking to himself. A long time ago, when he was a young man, he had met a woman. The woman of his dreams. She sacrificed their love in order to save his life. The young woman that was now in front of him bore an incredible resemblance to the one he knew before. Riddick's woman could have been his own daughter. Jack's eyes were wide as she felt her soul exposed unwillingly. In the past, Riddick had saved the old man's life and he owed him. The old man started to form a plan in his mind. Maybe Riddick had been sent by fate to Zul. Maybe the old man would be able to pay Riddick back for saving his life back in slam. The old man was wise, because of his age, around the fifties, but he looked much older. Riddick would probably get pissed off for what the old man was going to say, but maybe it would be worth the risk. Maybe he could pay him back. What harm could it do?
The old man sighed sadly. "I met a kid once, who had dreams about his future. Dreams that always ended turning into reality. That kid was scared shitless of sleeping at night because he knew that he was going to dream about death and blood." The old man cut himself off and turning his head, he stared at Riddick's eyes; they flashed at him, showing death. The old man shivered but continued talking. "But that fact never stopped him from fighting against his own demons…," He trailed off, as suddenly, he seemed lost in his own thoughts. Jack frowned and turned to look at Riddick. Who the hell was this creepy guy talking about? Riddick? Jack thought, frowning deeply. Riddick's face was unreadable, he had tightened his jaw, and his hands were in fists. Fuck, old man. I should have let you die, he thought as he grunted. Jack looked up at his silver eyes and found herself thinking about that kid. The one that the old man had talked about. She suspected that he was talking about Riddick. Jack took a deep breath and walked to Riddick's side. She stopped just a few inches in front of him. A moment later, she extended her hand to him, and he took it in his with their eyes still locked. Riddick let out the air from his lungs with a painful sigh; he hadn't realized he'd been holding his breath.
Jack then turned her attention to the old man, her lips curved in a tiny smile and her eyes lit up slightly. "Yeah. Much better." The old man said as he turned and headed toward the back of his shop, grinning. At least he had made her smile a little. Maybe it had been worth the risk after all. I knew for sure you were going to turn into a beautiful woman, Audrey Jacqueline, the old man told himself.
They walked back to the ship without saying a word. They didn't know it, but they were both thinking about the old man's words. As soon as they entered The Darkveil, Jack headed to the bedroom as Riddick went to the kitchen. He needed something strong to drink. He pulled out a bottle of JD and collapsed on the crouch, trying to think. Riddick never thought that he was going to see that man again. What was he doing on Zul? Jack, on the other hand, was continuing to perfect her own plan to pay Riddick back. She went to the bedroom and closed the door behind her. She needed to be alone to think carefully about her next move.
Flash backA sixteen year old Riddick looked around himself and realized that he wasn't alone. In a dark corner he saw two silver pools staring at him. Riddick looked at them with his cold, still brown eyes; trying to hide his tremor. He had been moved from one building to another in the max security prison. This wasn't a change for the better though. However, it wasn't as if he cared, he was paying the price for gutting his last cell mate. He wasn't gonna be anyone's bitch. Riddick knew that he was now swimming with the big sharks. The man's eyes were cold and hard. Riddick caught his breath but continued to stare back at the man with no emotion on his face, not even a drop of sweat. There was, however, a hint of curiosity about those silver eyes, and how to get a pair of them for himself. Riddick steeled his gaze and raised his chin in defiance; like only a kid could do, daring the man to say something, anything. Riddick's face told the man "I'll slash your fucking gut without a second thought." The man just grinned in response.
"Keep that up, and just maybe you'll survive this, kid." The man growled as he stood slowly, giving Riddick time to realize that he was moving to his side. Even at his young age, Riddick's body radiated danger.
Riddick tensed his body and in one fast move, stood as well. Pressing a shiv, that had appeared from nowhere, against the man's neck. The man froze. He wasn't stupid. He knew that this kid could kill him in just a blink. They were face to face for a few seconds, sizing each other up. Riddick figured that the man was probably in his forties. His bald head, caused by his age, was covered with sweat. There were black goggles resting on his forehead. He was almost as tall as Riddick, but his weight wasn't nearly half of what Riddick's was. Actually, he was a skinny man. The man grinned, his teeth were white and perfect. His clean and expensive clothes told Riddick that he wasn't a nobody. Riddick wondered what a man like him was doing in a slam like this, in this part of the prison no less. The man simply didn't fit here.
"Listen to me, Tiny-boy." The man said as he backed up. "You're going to spend a lot of years here, so you better get use to that fact. I'm not gonna hurt you, but you might need friends here. You're too young to die, so stay close to me and I'll show you how to survive this place." The man finished and took a deep breath.
Riddick didn't move or breathe at all. He just stared at the man for a long moment, thinking; as if he were playing over the man's words. The whole time his shiv was still pressed evenly, almost forgotten, against the man's neck. After a moment Riddick's hard laugh echoed in the cell. The man couldn't help but flinch at the sound.
"Listen to me, old man." Riddick began he as moved forward with his eyes fixed to the other man's eyes. "I'm not gonna spend a lot of fucking years in this fucking slam, cause I'm gonna break out at the first opportunity. So you better get use to that fact." Riddick growled this as he applied a little more pressure with his shiv. "You won't hurt me, cause I'll get shiv happy on you just if you blink at me in a fucking wrong way." He flashed the man an evil grin. "I don't need fucking friends and I'll survive this shit without your fucking help, got it?" Riddick finished his little speech as he slightly cut the man's neck, grinning
The man couldn't help but shudder at the sound of Riddick's voice, and he swallowed hard. Riddick stepped back and looked at him. The man carried a hand to his neck and found a stream of blood running down it. He looked down at his hand and saw his own blood. Fucking, psycho kid, the man thought. He then raised his head. Better if he had that kid on his side. "Alain Morris, convict and hacker." He said as he offered his hand to the kid.
Riddick looked at it and smirked. "Richard B. Riddick, convict and murderer." He growled in his more menacing tone of voice, still grinning as he turned his back, ignoring the man's hand. Tough kid, the man said to himself as he watched him take a seat against the wall, staring at the door of their cell.
The man walked back to the far, dark corner of the cell and sat on the mattress. He watched Riddick in complete silence. A long moment later, Riddick broke the silence. "Who do I gotta kill to get eyes like that, old man?"
End flash backIt took Riddick almost two years, but he finally escaped that prison. Alain Morris had been his cell mate for all that time. Riddick frowned as he took a swig directly from the bottle. He seemed lost in thought for a minute. That man was, in some twisted way, a role model to follow. Riddick had been rolled from foster homes to juvie; from juvie to a minimum security prison; from the first minimum security prison to another one, which was where he had met Alain Morris; then he went to special forces; where everything fell apart and the shit hit the fan. Riddick found himself inside of a max security slam, surrounded by the most dangerous men from the nearest systems. Certainly not the best place for a young man like him. A lot of new things to learn; a whole new world was opened before him. Riddick began to shave his head and shinned his eyes. From there, the rest was ancient history.
Riddick took another pull from the bottle. He then remembered Jack's shudder at the sound of the old man's voice and frowned deeply. Did Alain Morris have something to do with Dr. Morris? Was this just a happy coincidence? Riddick never had believed in coincidences before, but then again, there was fate.
Ok. Don't be mad at me. I'll tell you one thing about the next update. I do promise to all of you that it's going to really, really, really worth the wait. That's all I can say, believe me on this. Keep with me, cause you're going to enjoy it. I promise. Thanks.
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