Wind whipped storm clouds scurried across the vast expanse of sky as rain dashed in harsh contrast against the voluptuous backdrop, sometimes softening in the distance to irregular sweeps of smoky grey gauze. From her perch on the rubble she could see occasional beams of light that would escape the cloud cover and illuminate a patch of earth, if it could be called that, in celestial splendour. How beautiful these moments were she thought, but it was a display of such beauty that it made her heart ache. These thoughts soon passed as she realised that they had to find shelter and fast. They…this change of thought caused her to turn around to where he was sitting, propped against an church doorway, all that was left of the old church. He looked for all the world like a mythical God, cast in bronze, defiant in his old faith and proud in his physical splendour.
The scent of rain and brewing storms hung heavy in the air, he knew they had to find shelter fast. But for the moment he was content to lean on the rubble and watch her. She was a strange one, a small, fey, slip of a thing who had against all odds survived the crash with him. She crouched, contemplating the landscape with a grave demeanour at odds with her young years. About to move on, his eye was suddenly caught by a rare shaft of sunlight that lighted on the perched figure of the girl. His breath caught for a split second in pure aesthetic pleasure of the halo of the gold filaments that crowned the small silhouette and the beauty of this glowing figure against the turgid sky. The light slid away and he realised that she was too was looking at him, he had not noticed so blinded was he by the light. "Time to move on kid" he said, shaking his head to clear his thoughts, and set off to set up camp.
It was a conundrum that would require more resources than he had currently available, that was for sure. Here he was, stuck on an unknown, apparently uninhabited planet with a 13 year old girl with complete amnesia. He hadn't believed his bad luck when he realised for the second time in his life, a young and innocent charge had ended up in his not so capable hands. He didn't want to dwell on the first time it had happened, and the consequence his acquaintance had had on her life, or lack thereof. This girl was in need of medical attention at some point, so getting out of this godforsaken graveyard of a planet was his most pressing issue. Despite that he couldn't help musing as he sat on watch while she lay curled in a small ball beneath his coat. This girl coming into his life seemed almost like fate, a chance to succeed where he had failed, and while it wasn't one he appreciated, the guilt he carried for the poor messed up kid that Jack had been, and the disturbed young women she became, would not let him walk away from this one.
Small disturbances from the disturbances instantly jolted him from his reverie; she was trembling under his jacket, clearly in the grip of a nightmare. The slender wrist the clutched convulsively at his jacket and the sliver of moon pale cheek visible gave him a rush of such protectiveness that he was disturbed. He couldn't let such feeling take hold, as soon as they were off this shit heap her parents would scoop her up back into a loving family and he would have to leave her. No, he decided, better for the both of them he didn't get too close. With this he leaned out opposite her, closed his eyes, and let the animal takeover.
Given a chance at redemption in the form of another foundling, will Riddick find salvation? or will he damn himself for all eternity.
rated for adult themes and possible future sex scenes.
