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Chapter: someone worse then me

Riddicks POV

I heard there was a killer on the market, his name was Sean Palovaski. Normally this wouldn't bother me; I was in a slam surrounded by cold hard killers. I didn't care until I heard about this new killer. I heard that he was much worse then me, that his murder number had just over passed mine. I had a problem with that. No one killed more people then me. Looks like I had some killing to do, starting with this new cocky son-of-a-bitch. I knew sooner or later they would get caught, we always get caught. It's a routine, I get caught I get out and then back into the slam. If this killer was really better then me, then he would have no problem getting sent to a slam cuz they new they wouldn't be there for long. Just wait till he found out that once he got here I was gunna make sure this was the last place he ever saw.

2 months later

Sean's POV

Fuck fuck FUCK. Getting caught was NOT something I took lightly. Slams were a tough place for a girl. I can kill anyone I want. I'm the most wanted criminal now that that Richard B. Riddick is stuck in some slam. In the slams there were too many men that were women deprived, people trying to rape you left and right, fucking pain in the ass. As long as I get out in at most a week I should be fine though. I couldn't see shit, they had me blindfolded. I had a bit in my mouth and chains on my wrists and ankles. I should be in cryo sleep, but they forgot that your priminal side doesn't sleep, the animal side. That's why I' m still wide awake just waiting to land to take out a few more of my captors. Someone's got to die for putting a bit in my mouth.

Riddicks POV

Heard that Mr. Sean was coming to Butchers Bay. About fucking time. I saw the guards assembling by the tunnel entrance. I knew they would be here soon. I got in position to kill him once the guards made sure that he didn't kill anyone and was safely in and left. When they opened that door the only thing I saw was a girl, a fuckin girl with a bag over her head. Guess the guy who gave me the info on Sean was wrong, I was gunna have to do something about that. I slightly relaxed thinking why the hell would they send a girl to Butchers Bay? This place was for the top killers, not whores. I looked back at the girl to see one of the guards roughly grab her ankles cuffs to take the lock off, she stood perfectly still. The guard looked wearily at her and went to remove the cuffs on her wrist. As soon as he was done he put the key back in his pocket and glanced at the guard behind her and snickered as if to say that she wasn't even as bad as they had warned him about. But then she grabbed his head and snapped his neck and dropped his dead body. That's when the guards started yelling and after two more guards dying they finally had her tightly in one of the bulky guards grasp. The leader of the mercs that had brought her here punched her in her gut and she hissed in pain trying not to double over. "You stupid bitch, want to know what happens when you play with fire? You get sent to hell."

With that he took of the bag on her head. I was not expecting any of this. But the one thing that made me catch my breath was when that bag was of her head. She was the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She still had the blind fold on and he took it of. "Nice contacts, I hope you don't mind that I take them out."

She struggled against the men's hold on her but as they held her down they pried her eyes open. After that all her head was screaming. At once they all got up and left. She sat there withering on the ground in pain with her hands holding her eyes shut. She looked like she had been blinded. I went to get a closer look. Something was wrong here.

Sean's POV

I couldn't see. My eyes burnt like hell and I was trying to hold back the sobs. My eyes were what they called shined. But I never got them shined; it was something I was born with. I always had contacts though. I was on the grown shaking from the pain when I heard someone approaching me. FUCK. I can't see, I can barley move I'm in so much pain. I got up and went into a crouched position with my eyes squeezed shut. I stood there listening for were the attacker was coming from. All of a sudden there were heavy footsteps and a lust filled voice said "need some help sweat heart? Looks like you're lost."

"Get he fuck away from me if you want to live." I ground out turning to were the voice came from. I heard the steps slowly approach me

"now don't be like that sweat heart, I'm just a guy with a few needs that you know, need to be filled." With that he lunged forward.

Instinct took over. She side stepped tripping the man, she then said" all you needed to tell me, no need to start attacking me" she whispered seductfully She stood up and put her hands out as if reaching for him. "Just come to me and lead me to your face and I'll take care of the rest."

Right away she felt his hands taker hers and put hem on his face. "Perfect" she said and blindly kissed him hoping she didn't miss his lips. And soon as she felt his guard go down she put both hands on his hips unsheathing his knife without him noticing

Riddicks POV

He watched as a man approached her. I watched as she seduced him and slowly took his knife out of his belt with him thinking she was undoing his pants. Then she did it, she stabbed his sweat spot. She stood there as he cried out in shock and fell down dead. Then she went on all fours and crawled around trying to feel her way around the place. He wondered why her eyes were still shut. He decided he'd have a chat with her.

"Hey babe, guess what?"

He saw her slowly and carefully turn around and said" what? You want what he got cuz I sure as hell have more of it."

I couldn't help but laugh, "no, you just proved yourself worthy of having a once in a life time chance to talk to me, Richard B. Riddick, best convict murderer out there."

"Really? Cuz I thought that I was the best convict murderer, or at least the last time I killed someone I saw that my murder score was slightly higher that yours" she must have known she was taking a risk saying that because she crouched into a fighting stance. "The names Sean Palovaski. Now get he fuck away"

"You expect me to believe that you, a girl, are Sean." I couldn't believe it, this women that looked like a runway model was Sean. But that still didn't describe why she wouldn't open her eyes.

"Why won't you open your eyes? I'm sure you would be able to fight a lot better."

"Take me somewhere dark and I'll tell you"

"Follow my voice" with that I started taking about Butchers Bay, and everything she should expect here so that she would follow my voice. I was curious if this was really Sean. So I was leading her to the only dark place here, my cell.

"K, open up its pitch black here"

So this is my first Riddick story thingy. Please if you read this please please pleas review cuz I have the next chapter written but I need to know wether or not to continue. )