Chronicles of Riddick: LOST

Chapter Two: First Encounter

Just as Riddick had gotten out of the Necropolis and back onto the streets of New Mecca he felt a presence behind him, make that five, and they had guns. One, he knew. Damn I'm gettin soft.

"A five man crew this time." He says with the trademark smirk plastered on his face and the cockiness laced through his voice.

"Two things you could've done better, one was smashin' the locator in the ship of mine you stole and the second was dustin' my dick when you had the chance. Whaddya say." Toombs says cockily.

"What took you so long." He says, the smirk widening on his face as he holds out his hands to be shackled once again.

Once inside the ship the crew and Toombs made sure Riddick was strapped in tightly and unable to get out. There was some mild trouble with a check, which was quickly resolved, and they were off towards Crematoria, of course Riddick had known what Toombs was thinking before the rest of the crew did. One of the crew memebers even complained.

"How the fuck does he know where we're going before we do?" The Pussy.

"This new crew of yours is skittish Toombs, better not tell them what happened to the last one." Riddick says as he waits for them to arrive. He was in a way happy, not because he got captured, that was always a bitch to get out of, but Holy Man said Jack had gotten sent to the slam on Crematoria, he'd finally be able to see what she was like, and why she got sent to a Tripple-Max Prison like this.

...Much later...

When they had arrived on Crematoria the rookies had the descent angle too sharp, when they hit the nightside surface they knew they couldn't stop in time and deployed the 'party poppers'. With the sunrise breaching they began to get nervous and they hurried to make it into the hanger, the light blinding them. As they got in there Toombs muttered:

"That's one hell of a sunrise."

Another crew member, who's name he didn't catch said:

"I think I shit myself."

"Skittish Toombs, very skittish."

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When they had gotten inside the Russians had put another set of chains on Riddick and began to lower him into Crematoria. Toombs was disputing over the amout of money they were willing to give for Riddick. The offer had stood at 700K.

"You better take the money Toombs." Riddick called, he was planning on escaping the shit hole within three days, and Toombs knew the Necromongers would be looking for him soon, so why he didn't just take the 700K was beyond him. As he was lowered down he saw the other inmates, one of them was weilding a wrench and tapping it haphazardly in his hand. Serveral others were crowding around the area Riddick would soon stand in. All of the sudden the moving stopped, he was frozen in place and could only assume Toombs had said something stupid...again. He flipped on his binds and started to roll himself up, curling the chains up his body, and once he had rolled three times, he let go, angling the chains on his hands so they hit at the bottom and he broke loose, unfortunately so did hell. The inmates surged forth towards him, they obviously didn't like him that much and tried to attack, much to their dismay, they were taken care of quickly. However, there was one that had escaped his attention, but he saw the man fly across the way and look to see who had helped him. There was a girl winding up the chain she had used, a cold look in her eyes. Jack.

"There are two kinds of men in here, one is convicts they keep to a certain code don't harm the others like them, the others are inmates they do the guards job for them, bring shame to the game." The man says and to emphasize his point kicks the man on the ground who had just begun to get up. "So which one will you be?"

"Me?" Riddick asks as he begins to pass the man, venturing over to where Jack had went to. "I'm just passin' through."

"Welcome to Crematoria." The man whispers as he watches Riddick go in Kyra's direction.

So that's the first encounter, if it's any clue of what's to come, I believe she's turned into a cold hearted killer, and not what I wanted for her.