*Disclaimer* I do not own the song dream of you by schiller
Chapter one drowning ghosts
(Riddick's voice)
It has been three years. Three lousy years and she haunts me still, I cant get her out of my mind. Those green eyes skull fucks me every minute I close my eyes. Kyra. That fucking kid, I left her with the holy man so she didn't wind up dead, thought she would've taken the hint of tryin' to have a real life, a free life. Didn't think she would be stupid enough to sign on with mercs and get her ass sent to a slam.
Then when I try to save her ass, she jumps ships with the necros. In the end she died for me, just like Fry. The universe doesn't want me to rejoin the human race. The two people who ever saw something in me worth saving are dead. They both died for me. The one stranger who saved my life and got me hooked on her like some kind of drug, I got addicted and she winds up dying for me.
(Riddick dreaming)
Beautiful woman's voice humming in the background, slowly he wakes up to a dim lit room, only light coming through thin curtains, Riddick stares at the ceiling, wearing just his cargo pants, checking out his surroundings, he is in the room that the holy man had given him for his stay.
(song: Dream of you by schiller)
I've been here all the time
As far as I know doing right
Slowly Riddick got up and walked to the window and stared out, wondering why he was here.
I've always waited for the moment
That you would come through my door
Slowly the door opened, a girl, early 20s, in a white silk nighty that reached her knees and had a low neck with thin straps came in.
"Did you have another nightmare again Jack?" Riddick turning his head, her hair was dark, long, and beach wavy.
But this brought loneliness so far
I lay my hand onto my heart
Is this the life I want to live?
Is this the dream I had of you?
A grown up Jack made her way over to him. He closed his eyes, taking in her scent, she smelt like Jack but her scent had grown spicy with her growing up.
"This is what should have been real. You should be alive right now." Riddick's voice holding anger as his large hands balled into tight fists.
But this brought loneliness so far
I lay my hand onto my heart
Is this the life I want to live
Is this the dream I had of you?
He felt her so close behind him that he could feel her giving off her body heat. Her smaller hand started to touch his big strong back, caressing all the scars gently,
"Jack, you can't just keep doing this. You have no idea how much I hurt because of you and I will have to suffer this life punishment because you died for me. Wasn't supposed to go down this way!" Riddick growled out as she was peppering his scars with kisses from her soft lips.
The dream I had of you
"Look at me Riddick, please?" Jack's voice begging,
"I can't face you anymore. Jack you were beautiful, that kind, your kind of beautiful, it… you shouldn't have sacrificed your life for mine. I'm not worth it, I wasn't worth it." Riddick seething, he wanted to pull away, there was no lesson to learn in having to go through a dream haunting him like this. He tried to move, but he was frozen in place, his furyan mark was warming and tingling on his chest, it was glowing faintly. Jack walked in front of him,
"Riddick, you are worth it. You are everything to me." Jack's hand caressing his cheek, he looked pissed as hell, she wasn't afraid, his Jack had always idolized him as a child and came to him for protection from her nightmares. Slowly she leaned forward gently pressing her lips, such soft lips, to his. Riddick kissed her back with hunger, knowing he would never get the chance to for real, he wanting and wishing she were real, warm, and breathing, standing beside him.
His hand came up to her soft delicate hand that still caressed his cheek, he curled his fingers around her hand and brought her palm to his lips and kissed it and then pressed his forehead against hers.
"You're not real Jack, you died in my arms because I couldn't protect you." Riddick growled,
"No Riddick, I am alive, I survived it all in hopes you would come back to me. I survived because your life is worth it, to live for you. Come lay with me just until we fall asleep?" Jack leading him, by the hand she still held, to the bed, she crawled into bed, he laid down by her,
"I love you Riddick, promise me you will come back for me." Jack's eyes shining with such happiness.
"Promise Jack, get some sleep." Riddick gently petting her black wavy long hair. She cuddled into his side, he saw something glowing on her chest, he couldn't make out what it was. He held her head to his chest,
"I've always loved your smell." Jack softly whispered.
"Sleep, I'll protect you better this time." Riddick couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Now I'm standing here alone
I'm waiting on my own
For something that will fill
The emptiness inside
The moment that you're mine
Slowly Jack's body started to fade away. He closed his eyes, his arm tightening around her as if he could keep her with him, his heart being crushed even more.
But this is loneliness I know
I lay my hand onto my soul
Is this what life has got to give?
Is this the dream I had of you?
The dream I had of you
Slowly opening his eyes, mercury slits looked out at the approaching planet, he rubbed his face, everything was dull without those bright green eyes, all the beauty in life had died when she died.
"Damn it Jack, you were supposed to be safe! Fuck kid, gotta stop haunting me!?" Riddick punching the hull of the ship hard, he held the bridge of his nose and clenched his eyes shut, a lone tear slowly making a salty trail down his cheek, sparkling in the faint glow of the control panels. He needed to drown his sorrows in drink and women. Life was easier when he wasn't apart of the human race.
When he wasn't known as a little kid's hero. He was a con, he murdered people, it was either him or them, survival of the fittest and he had grown what? A conscience? A heart? Compassion?
"State the purpose of your visit." the man radioed from the port, Riddick stared blankly at the incoming port,
"I repeat, state the purpose of your visit." the man's voice finally getting through to Riddick. Riddick cleared his throat,
"For pleasure." Riddick radioed back.
"You have come to the right planet! Dock 3-8-9 is open. Enjoy your stay!" the man chuckled. Riddick docked his ship, he shut everything down, he put in his icy blue eye contacts and tied back his shoulder length black hair.
"Lets go drown some ghosts." Riddick on a mission as he left the ship, locking it up tightly and headed up and out of the port. He had no idea his animal side had set the coordinates to another ghost in his life; New Mecca.
Cronus
He found a couple of watering holes but the best looking women crowd was at a club called The Lions Den. He started out at the bar,
"The strong stuff boss." Riddick throwing down some creds,
"The name's Damien, locals call me Serge, did some time in the military. What kind of sorrows are ya drowning tonight big man?" the guy behind the bar asked as he showed Riddick whiskey and Exitus Absinthe. He pointed to the whiskey,
"Lets start with the whiskey. The name's Byron and its more of drowning the past three years." Riddick seriously as he rubbed his face.
"I hear that. Three years ago to the day Necromongers blew into town and destroyed a lot of it." Damien explained.
"So, looks like the town got put together quickly and back on its feet." Riddick drinking his whiskey.
"New Mecca, and yeah…" he was interrupted by Riddick spewing his mouth full of whiskey out.
"What did you just say?" Riddick cocking his head at an angle,
"Wait, you don't know what planet you landed on? Yeah this used to be New Mecca, it got renamed as Cronus. The only way this place came together like it did was with the help of a local, poor kid. She lost her whole family to the Necros and needed to drown her sorrows in something so she worked constantly on building this place back. She was left for dead in one of the alleys, blinded, cut up pretty bad, or at least someone did it.
She doesn't remember much about the night, just that it was pouring rain. She was found getting to her feet and leaning against one of the crumbling walls of a building. That woman has some survival skills that's for sure. The people that could ran for the underground vault, I guess she was trying to go back to save her family." Damien helping another customer.
~What are the odds of me winding up here of all places? ~ Riddick thought to himself as he rubbed his chest, his furyan mark was heating up.
Meanwhile said woman was trying to sleep,
Mercury swirling pools were smiling at her, hands caressing her body, large hands. Kisses of fire crawling along her body, trying to consume her alive. Raw, passion, want, need…
Mercury eyes shot open, breathe ragged and panting. She slid her fingers through her hair, her hand slipping to her chest trying to will her heart to calm.
"Fuck, what the hell!" she growled out with sexual frustration, she grabbed the clock, she rubbed her face,
"Might as well." the woman grumbled, she got up, laid out a sparkly red halter top and a skirt to match with comfortable flats and took a shower. Her furyan mark almost warmed her, like a fluttering of a heartbeat.
~What the hell was that? ~ the woman looking down at her mark, there was a faint glow.
~ I wonder if there's a furyan nearby. ~ she thought to herself. Soon she finished with her shower, wrapped a towel around her waist and threw a towel around her black beach waved long hair. With the lights at ten percent she managed to put her green contacts in, she then turned the lights at 50 % and finished toweling off, very sparsely she put her Jasmine perfume on.
Going to her room she threw on her club outfit and shoes, her leather wrist bracers were then donned. She went back to the bathroom and checked her hair and put some extra hold foam hair product in it to give her beach wavy hair some bounce and firmness. Lightly applying eye makeup and cherry gloss to her lips, she cut the bathroom light off and finished in her room with her hidden blades.