*Disclaimer to all the songs that are in these chapters they are not mine and I don't make any money from them*
Riddick was starting on his second glass of whiskey, Damien was filling him in on the town and a couple of girls being tipsy were sitting beside him.
"So, what about you Byron?" Damien asked, Riddick didn't know why he was telling this barkeep his whole life story, but he figured at least one local needed to know,
"I killed the Necro's Lord Marshall in the process of burying a dear friend who gave her life for mine." Riddick finishing what he had left in the glass.
"Wait…you, you killed the lord marshall guy, snap. Drinks are on the house! Hey…" Damien about to announce it to the whole club, Riddick grabbed Damien's shirt,
"Sergeant, do me a favor, don't paint me a hero. They had my girl, I had to kill them to get her back and she died trying to help me kill the bastard. I'm no hero." Riddick growled out. They were both staring one another down, Riddick never smelt fear on this guy, but he was ex-military,
"I get it man." Damien giving a slight nod,
"What the hell, get off of Serge!" a black headed bombshell, legs for days snatching Damien back away from this brute. Riddick caught her eyes,
"Green." Riddick mumbled, now he himself smelt his own fear, the universe was lining up to put him down like the animal he was.
"I'm fine Nadia, please, my buddy here has had the worse three years of his life. He had a run in with Necros. Happy anniversary Nadia." Damien giving her a shot of Exitus Absinthe as he held his shot and poured Riddick a shot of it, they looked at their shot glasses,
"I don't celebrate the anniversary of my family's death." Nadia growled out,
"Maybe you can now, Byron here killed the lord marshall guy." Damien explained,
"Wait, you're the kid that build this town back?" Riddick asked,
"Damn it Serge, you need to stop with the life story about me!" Nadia punching him in the arm hard,
"Shit, I'm sorry, can't we at least toast to the Necros being dead?" Damien asked, Riddick was busy staring at the green liquid, afraid to look at this woman who could have been Jack's sister.
"I don't know, Byron you killed the lord marshall but what about the rest of 'em?" Nadia asked,
"Blew them back to the underverse." Riddick slowly raising his head to meet her green eyes,
"Thought you lost your eyesight?" Riddick asked, Nadia sucked in her lips and turned and punched Damien again,
"You motherfucker! I'm not some sad sap Damien. I'm fine Byron I got 'em shined and got contacts." Nadia grumbled, Riddick's mouth dropped open a little,
"No big deal, so the Necros are gone, all gone for good?" Nadia asked,
"They are gone for good." Riddick staring into her eyes, he had to look away, his furyan mark was flaring up again, he put his hand to his chest, Nadia's mark was warmer, she stared at the guy, wondering if he was the furyan.
"What's wrong, you got a problem with green eyes?" Nadia asked,
"His girl was caught in the middle…" Damien being interrupted,
"She had green eyes." Riddick mumbled, Nadia gasped silently but Riddick heard it,
"I'm so sorry." Nadia staring down at the green in her shot glass.
"We drink to the Necros finally getting theirs, and to thank you for doing the deed." Nadia standing closer to Riddick to clink shot glasses,
"Here, here!" Damien clinking his glass with theirs as they knocked it back and slammed their glasses on the bar.
"Okay, well, now that story time is over, I came to let loose. Will I see you out there B?" Nadia asked, Riddick was staring at his glass,
"Hey, earth to Byron?" Nadia slapping the bar.
"Yeah?" Riddick glancing up,
"You really do need to let loose." Nadia seriously,
"Um, ha, no, I don't do the whole clubbing, dancing thing. I just came to drown the past." Riddick holding his whiskey glass up. Damien poured another half a glass,
"Suit yourself." Nadia shrugged, she left from behind the bar and went to the dance floor.
(Life of a Stranger by Nadia Ali Playing)
Riddick sucks in breath as he hung his head over the bar,
~What the hell was that? ~ Riddick asked himself. He took another drink,
"Sisters." Riddick mumbled,
"What did you just say?" Damien asked,
"Nadia, she looks a lot like my girl." Riddick taking a large drink of whiskey. Damien dropped a glass he was cleaning, it shattered in the floor. He remembered the story that Nadia had told him and swore an oath to keep it to himself.
"Damn, I'm really sorry. That's kind of a slap in the face." Damien seriously,
"It's fucked up is what it is." Riddick mumbled.
"What was your girl's name?" Damien asked,
"She wasn't my girl, just a kid I saved a long time ago, her name as far as I knew her by was Jack." Riddick taking another drink, not bothering to look at Damien, Damien knew he was turning pale, he schooled his facial expressions and being ex-military he was pretty good at it, he grabbed the broom and swept up the glass pieces, Nadia had told him the whole story about a con that had saved her ass from hammerhead monsters on a planet long ago. It wasn't Damien's place to tell this stranger who Nadia really was, besides this guy's girl had died.
"The bad thing is she winded up saving my ass, bringing a little piece of humanity back into my soul." Riddick turning to watch Nadia dance to the song, and he had a front row seat. He closed his eyes and smelt the air, he could smell her, he figured it wouldn't hurt to try and get some from this Nadia, maybe he could kill the green eyed ghost that was threatening his very existence.
He quickly downed the rest in his glass and slowly approached her on the dance floor. Damien watched him, took in the guy's body type, he fit the bill of Nadia's description of Riddick, he gave a small smile, shaking his head,
"No doubt she already knows who you are big guy." Damien mumbled underneath his breath, he would keep their secret, who was he to rat out on soulmates.
You saved my heart
You don't even know me
You saved my dream
You heard me scream
She could feel Riddick behind her, her furyan mark warming with the fluttering, he felt it too as he took in her scent up close. She could smell fear on him, like he was afraid to touch her, he closed his eyes as he listened to the lyrics of the song. Nadia ran her fingers through her hair as she danced slowly to the music. Riddick got closer, like a moth to a flame. She felt her fingers brush against his neck, turned around, Riddick carefully pulled her closer, she could feel him shake, his uncertainty getting to him, he was giving her an out if she needed one.
Instead she started running her hands along his arms, the touches like a flame licking his arms with a gentle burn. He closed his eyes as he got lost into the lyrics. This woman was saving him from drowning, saving him from himself, he had been thinking hard about finding a merc and hand his ass over to them so he could get sent to a slam, no one else was going to die for him.
My lost soul was saved
By a stranger
Who saved my life
You saved my life
A stranger, saving his lost soul, but why, this girl owed him nothing, they had just met and here was this angel risking her life to save his. His heart was shattered by Jack dying in his arms, how could this chick save his heart when she didn't even know him. He had killed people, he was an animal. He couldn't let what had happened to Jack happen to Nadia, but he was a trapped animal, he couldn't escape if he wanted to. He wasn't really dancing, just holding her hips as her fierce touches lit fires in his veins. Soon another song came on.
(Is it Love Nadia Ali)
Nadia's movements got more personal, she began to rub up against him, he started to pick up her movements and soon they were moving as one, her arm coming up around his neck as he ran his large hand down her arm. He could have sworn he heard her hiss from his touch, he had no idea how to dance like this he was going by her lead, his body mimicking her own.
I never knew a love
A love that could be sweeter
No matter what my mind says
Your music give me fever
He smelt her desire for him, her sexual frustration slowly letting itself know, she smelt like what he thought sexy and beautiful smelt like.
The moment that we danced
Your arms felt like a cradle
And when you took my hand
I was no longer able
Nadia felt her breath hitch as all the comfort those big arms used to give her when she had crawled into his bed late at night when those hammerheads were attacking her, the safety cradle that his arms were. Then their hands tangled, it was electrifying, and she wasn't able to hold back her feelings any longer.
It never felt so right before
I need to be with you much more
I cant believe this kind of fate
We can runaway
Is it love?
She peppered his neck with kisses, without saying a word she grabbed his wrist, having a death grip on it, she was pulling him through a sea of people towards the door and he could hear her panting.
I'm always in a spell
Even when I sleeping
You're always on my mind
I hope that I'm not dreaming
Riddick seriously hoped and prayed like no tomorrow that this was no dream, if it was, he would seriously end his life. A beautiful woman that had green eyes running out the door with him in tow.
If I am let me stay asleep
Don't wake me up I feel complete
I never want to feel it end
What a lovely moment
Why was it that he had felt complete with this stranger, this woman? He barely knew her, but he could feel in his veins that he was awake now, he really was alive. She had breathed life back into his sorry ass. She whistled for a cab once they were outside, without a word said she got in and pulled him in and he shut the door.