*Right Hand Man*
"What the fuck are you doing Carter? I said uppercut! Don't you fucking listen?" Jack was administering their first "do- it" assessment and so far these troops were by far the most poorly trained she'd ever seen. "Damnit Johnson! I said right, left, hook, uppercut. If we were to go to battle right now you'd all be fucking dead! Do you read me?"
They were absolute dumb assess. Sure they were more disciplined but that doesn't count for shit if they couldn't defend themselves. Yeah, they'd listen but not to her. They'd keeping thinking that she was just some little woman trying to act all tough. Think they would get away with anything and she'd be soft, they'd get what was coming to them. It was going to be one hell of a rude awakening when Jack really got into training but for the time they could just go on pretending to be the shit. All new soldiers were the same. Stupid little fuckers that were completely caught up in thinking themselves as the best when really Jack could kill them in 331 ways. Just then a Hummer drove up, Corigon stepping from it and walking to her.
"Hey Jack, Captain Bortelli wants to see you. Says it's about some type of briefing?"
He was clueless, good ole Bortelli hadn't told anyone where he'd sent her last night, damn she could love that man sometimes, "Okay. Watch these guys for me will ya? And don't go lightly, they're a bunch of fucking idiots. So much for that God's good graces thing eh Corigon?" Jack patted him on the shoulder and took off in the Hummer.
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The Hummer came barreling towards the Captain's office at full speed; Jack was less than ten feet from the building when she finally decided to slam on the brakes. Dust and dirt flew up covering Staff Sergeant Mandol who stood outside; probably just finish a mail run. Damn did his job suck sometimes.
Jack jumped from the Hummer laughing, "Oh I didn't hit you did I?"
"Jesus Christ, Jack!"
"No, please just call me Jack. . .Jesus Christ is a little too formal for my taste." Jack patted him on the shoulder and walked into the building before Mandol had a chance to say anything more.
Jack stood in Captain Bortelli's office awaiting for him to return from a meeting, wasn't that always just fucking great? What was the point in him calling her from her troops to just sit and wait for him? Bullshit, really it was. Finally, after more waiting than Jack would have liked the Captain entered looking none too happy.
"No time for salutes Jack," Jack quickly stood at ease waiting for the bomb to drop, something was wrong. "I just got out of an emergency meeting. It's about Moran, he struck again this time he just decided to bomb the major city in the Hultzer colonization and took Abraham Hultzer, the head guy hostage and are holding a ransom on him. Looks like you've got a job Jack, and it's got to be carried out no later than two days from now you get me?"
"I get you sir, I'll have him back in no time." Jack was more than confident of that, damn this Moran guy was a bitch. "I'll assemble a small team and we'll be out of here by night fall."
"No, Sergeant Major you can only take yourself and one other soldier. This has to be a small and tight thing. I want you in and Hultzer out as quickly as possible, end of discussion."
"Understood Captain Bortelli." Jack answered respectful.
As if changing mind sets completely the Captain switched subjects, "So full report on what transpired last night."
"The contact, Mr. Evil, has many disks that have everything we need to know on them. All the secret information that we couldn't get a hold of, even blue prints Captain. I mean this guy is a fucking genius. He wasn't at all violent but he did test to see if I was 'your best'. Sent some cheap ass half trained assholes after me. He seems legit enough."
"Very well, if we have everything we need there will be no more use of him. We will dispose of him immediately." Captain Bortelli stated casually.
Riddick burst through the door, cool confidence coloring his face. "I don't think that can happen Captain Bortelli."
"What the hell are you doing Riddick? Get the hell out of here!" Jack gritted through clenched teeth.
"No, you see Captain Bortelli, I have a great deal of information on the disk as well as locked away in my head."
"Sergeant Major, what in God's good name is going on? I want answers." Shit. This was going to be the end of Jack's career for sure.
"Captain, this is our contact. Mr. Evil-" Jack began trying to keep her cool.
"Also known as Richard B. Riddick, name ring a bell? I know it does." Riddick jumped in.
"Escaped murderer and convict, you were supposed to have died on some planet." The Captain answered astonished.
"Well, I'm not dead. Look, it doesn't really matter who I am or what happened or didn't happen in the past. I am your contact and that's really all that you care about. Now, to put this all quite simply. . .I know everything about Antonio Moran's headquarters. I know everything about his organization and I know practically everything about him. I am here to help, if you want all the information and you want this mission to be a success then you'll have to include me in on everything."
Now that was odd, time for Jack to speak up. "No! Absolutely not! Captain we can find some other way to get the information, I wont do it."
Riddick looked at her with a deadly look, "Sergeant Major, I know this seems completely like a set up but I assure you it isn't. Antonio Moran is ten times more than what you could imagine him to be. You will need my help, Captain Bortelli." He leaned over the desk to make his point clear.
"So what exactly are you saying her Mr. Riddick?" Captain. . .always trying to stay rational.
"I am requesting, with the Sergeant Major's consent of course, that I be her right hand man. I want to train by her side and go on the mission, I assure you that I will be an extremely valuable asset to the team." Riddick was like a fucking salesman, and damn he was good!
"Sergeant Major Melivenski? What do you say?"
Jack sighed running her hand through her long hair, "Fine. But you better fucking be worth it Riddick! I wont bullshit around!"
"Sergeant Major! You will have more respect for the contact than to talk like that."
"No! He's in training with me now and I will treat him no differently than I treat any of my other soldiers." Jack slammed her hand into her chest in an attempt to make her position very clear. "He wants to be a soldier than he better damn well be ready to be trained like one! Good afternoon Captain!" Jack saluted the man behind the desk and left.
The Captain looking a bit put off by Jack's blow up spoke once more, "On behalf of the Black Knights Special Ops Delta Force, I welcome you." He shook Riddick's hand politely and continued, " I apologize Mr. Riddick. Sergeant Major Melivenski has quite the temper."
Riddick's boomed through the small office as he saluted the Captain, "Don't worry about it Captain Bortelli, Jack and I go way back, good day." With that said he left leaving a befuddled Captain to his thoughts.
------------- *AN: Okay, how'd ya like it? You enjoy it? Send me some feedback please, and thank you to those of you who have :O) It really makes my day. There'll probably be another chapter out later today because my voices are in good spirits and have quite a bit to say. Thanks, and catch ya on the flip side.*
"What the fuck are you doing Carter? I said uppercut! Don't you fucking listen?" Jack was administering their first "do- it" assessment and so far these troops were by far the most poorly trained she'd ever seen. "Damnit Johnson! I said right, left, hook, uppercut. If we were to go to battle right now you'd all be fucking dead! Do you read me?"
They were absolute dumb assess. Sure they were more disciplined but that doesn't count for shit if they couldn't defend themselves. Yeah, they'd listen but not to her. They'd keeping thinking that she was just some little woman trying to act all tough. Think they would get away with anything and she'd be soft, they'd get what was coming to them. It was going to be one hell of a rude awakening when Jack really got into training but for the time they could just go on pretending to be the shit. All new soldiers were the same. Stupid little fuckers that were completely caught up in thinking themselves as the best when really Jack could kill them in 331 ways. Just then a Hummer drove up, Corigon stepping from it and walking to her.
"Hey Jack, Captain Bortelli wants to see you. Says it's about some type of briefing?"
He was clueless, good ole Bortelli hadn't told anyone where he'd sent her last night, damn she could love that man sometimes, "Okay. Watch these guys for me will ya? And don't go lightly, they're a bunch of fucking idiots. So much for that God's good graces thing eh Corigon?" Jack patted him on the shoulder and took off in the Hummer.
*********
The Hummer came barreling towards the Captain's office at full speed; Jack was less than ten feet from the building when she finally decided to slam on the brakes. Dust and dirt flew up covering Staff Sergeant Mandol who stood outside; probably just finish a mail run. Damn did his job suck sometimes.
Jack jumped from the Hummer laughing, "Oh I didn't hit you did I?"
"Jesus Christ, Jack!"
"No, please just call me Jack. . .Jesus Christ is a little too formal for my taste." Jack patted him on the shoulder and walked into the building before Mandol had a chance to say anything more.
Jack stood in Captain Bortelli's office awaiting for him to return from a meeting, wasn't that always just fucking great? What was the point in him calling her from her troops to just sit and wait for him? Bullshit, really it was. Finally, after more waiting than Jack would have liked the Captain entered looking none too happy.
"No time for salutes Jack," Jack quickly stood at ease waiting for the bomb to drop, something was wrong. "I just got out of an emergency meeting. It's about Moran, he struck again this time he just decided to bomb the major city in the Hultzer colonization and took Abraham Hultzer, the head guy hostage and are holding a ransom on him. Looks like you've got a job Jack, and it's got to be carried out no later than two days from now you get me?"
"I get you sir, I'll have him back in no time." Jack was more than confident of that, damn this Moran guy was a bitch. "I'll assemble a small team and we'll be out of here by night fall."
"No, Sergeant Major you can only take yourself and one other soldier. This has to be a small and tight thing. I want you in and Hultzer out as quickly as possible, end of discussion."
"Understood Captain Bortelli." Jack answered respectful.
As if changing mind sets completely the Captain switched subjects, "So full report on what transpired last night."
"The contact, Mr. Evil, has many disks that have everything we need to know on them. All the secret information that we couldn't get a hold of, even blue prints Captain. I mean this guy is a fucking genius. He wasn't at all violent but he did test to see if I was 'your best'. Sent some cheap ass half trained assholes after me. He seems legit enough."
"Very well, if we have everything we need there will be no more use of him. We will dispose of him immediately." Captain Bortelli stated casually.
Riddick burst through the door, cool confidence coloring his face. "I don't think that can happen Captain Bortelli."
"What the hell are you doing Riddick? Get the hell out of here!" Jack gritted through clenched teeth.
"No, you see Captain Bortelli, I have a great deal of information on the disk as well as locked away in my head."
"Sergeant Major, what in God's good name is going on? I want answers." Shit. This was going to be the end of Jack's career for sure.
"Captain, this is our contact. Mr. Evil-" Jack began trying to keep her cool.
"Also known as Richard B. Riddick, name ring a bell? I know it does." Riddick jumped in.
"Escaped murderer and convict, you were supposed to have died on some planet." The Captain answered astonished.
"Well, I'm not dead. Look, it doesn't really matter who I am or what happened or didn't happen in the past. I am your contact and that's really all that you care about. Now, to put this all quite simply. . .I know everything about Antonio Moran's headquarters. I know everything about his organization and I know practically everything about him. I am here to help, if you want all the information and you want this mission to be a success then you'll have to include me in on everything."
Now that was odd, time for Jack to speak up. "No! Absolutely not! Captain we can find some other way to get the information, I wont do it."
Riddick looked at her with a deadly look, "Sergeant Major, I know this seems completely like a set up but I assure you it isn't. Antonio Moran is ten times more than what you could imagine him to be. You will need my help, Captain Bortelli." He leaned over the desk to make his point clear.
"So what exactly are you saying her Mr. Riddick?" Captain. . .always trying to stay rational.
"I am requesting, with the Sergeant Major's consent of course, that I be her right hand man. I want to train by her side and go on the mission, I assure you that I will be an extremely valuable asset to the team." Riddick was like a fucking salesman, and damn he was good!
"Sergeant Major Melivenski? What do you say?"
Jack sighed running her hand through her long hair, "Fine. But you better fucking be worth it Riddick! I wont bullshit around!"
"Sergeant Major! You will have more respect for the contact than to talk like that."
"No! He's in training with me now and I will treat him no differently than I treat any of my other soldiers." Jack slammed her hand into her chest in an attempt to make her position very clear. "He wants to be a soldier than he better damn well be ready to be trained like one! Good afternoon Captain!" Jack saluted the man behind the desk and left.
The Captain looking a bit put off by Jack's blow up spoke once more, "On behalf of the Black Knights Special Ops Delta Force, I welcome you." He shook Riddick's hand politely and continued, " I apologize Mr. Riddick. Sergeant Major Melivenski has quite the temper."
Riddick's boomed through the small office as he saluted the Captain, "Don't worry about it Captain Bortelli, Jack and I go way back, good day." With that said he left leaving a befuddled Captain to his thoughts.
------------- *AN: Okay, how'd ya like it? You enjoy it? Send me some feedback please, and thank you to those of you who have :O) It really makes my day. There'll probably be another chapter out later today because my voices are in good spirits and have quite a bit to say. Thanks, and catch ya on the flip side.*