"Holy damn you have got to be kidding me" it was the only thing I could think of to say for what I saw. As Fry walked up with Jack I heard him say "three suns" 'you know for boy his age he still sounds like a girl'.
"Bloody hell" 'so eloquently put Shazza'
"Well so much for night fall" 'no shit Zeke'
"So much for my cocktail hour" "you better be shitting me Paris" "what?"
"We take this as a good sign… a path direction from Allah-" I watched as Imam walked over with his oldest boy "-blue sun, blue water". "Ever wondered why I'm an atheist" "I'm right there with you Zeke my man" I got a smile from him on that one.
"It's a bit of a bad sign, that's Riddick's direction" I looked towards johns needing confirmation "hey Johns, what do you mean by 'Riddick's direction'?"
"My guess is he got free whilst we were all in the storage unit. Some how he got to a blow torch, cut his restraints, and then ran" "no shit, guess the Naginata just came in handy" 'this just might be karma…damn what a bitch'.
The group decided to split up, some to look for water while the rest dug graves and held the fort. At present I was sitting down in some shade leaning against the side of the ship, listening to my music while ignoring the world, new weapon at my side.
Out of nowhere there was a tap on my shoulder. Startled I looked up to see Jack sitting down next to me. "What's up Jack?" "I was wondering… well I wanted to ask…" he was looking anywhere but at me
"It's alright Jack ask whatever you want." "Why are you heading to New Mecca?" 'Of all the things he could ask'. Sighing I decided to take a risk.
"How 'bout a deal, you answer mine and I answer yours?" I asked looking at jack. "Alright, what's yours?" I got right in his face "First I want you to know that if you don't answer truthfully you ain't never gonna get your answer, got it?"
"Got it!"
"You really a dude or just playing dress up?" the shock was evident on Jacks face 'chock one up for me' I saw worry start to etch its self onto his, or should I say her, face.
"What would make you ask that" I leaned back closing my eyes and replied lazily "I can hear it in every word, every sound… each step too gentle, too soft. I can see it in your face, in every move you make… but most of all I can see it in your eyes" I looked back at Jack and tears were in her eyes 'I knew I was right'. Jack got frantic "please don't tell anyone, PLEASE!"
"Chill out kid, secrets safe I swear. If the others find out, it's not from me" what happened next surprised the hell outta me… she tackled me in a hug. 'Thank god no one can see this' I looked around just to be sure, and sure enough we were alone.
Jack settled in next to me as I went back to lounging around "ok your turn, why are you heading to New Mecca?"
"New start" I felt a smirk creep onto my face, I knew she would not like that answer.
"That's not fair and you know it" came her angry response. With the smirk now visible on my face I replied with a "Your point being". I opened one eye and looked at Jack; the look I got rivaled anything Riddick could have pulled.
"Alright, alright if you really need to know" I said throwing my hands up in defeat "I grew up in the slums of a city called Alcasta on a planet called Malatoph. And I might have had a few… altercations with the local PD.
I remember this one time-"
A 14 year old version of Alana was running through a back alley with a group of about 12 cops on her tail. 'It's only a few massive amounts of expensive jewelry what is their deal', behind me I heard several shouts of "stop thief" and some "halt or else" 'yeah how about NO'. Turning left into an old abandoned building I ran up the stair case hearing it moan under my feet. Hearing the huffing and puffing behind me I risked a glance, bad move on my part, I tripped over chunks of ceiling that had fallen to the floor. This gave the cops time to catch up, and though it meant losing my loot I let them arrest me, more fun for me and I still had a nice sized stash elsewhere. "What's this?-" I looked up to see a man in his late twenties, brown hair, and equally brown eyes "-The almighty sneak Alana caught so quickly and by a little stone" Gregory said. 'Always hated this guy, but now the fun begins' "what can I say I needed a nice trip" I said giving him that smirk that drives him crazy.
"Enough bullshit-" he said with a seething glare "-where's the merchandise you stole and I want all of it" walking closer as he talked only to stop a few feet from me. "Now Greggie whatever do you mean by that, are you suggesting that little old me is capable of outwitting, out running, and out smarting Alcasta's PD for ten months-" he was seething… the others weren't looking to happy either but I was on a roll here "- steal countless objects of varying value and still, as it would seem, remain free… the audacity of it all" I said looking away feigning hurt and betrayal all the while watching them in my peripheral. "I have had enough of this, stand up and keep yer god damn mouth shut" with a shrug I did as I was told.
Shortly after I was in the back of an old Chevy Camaro, from the before time on a planet called Earth god knows how far from here, but Greg loves his classic cars… how he found and or was able to afford it I will never know. The others left and went to do other things, when they thought I was secured in the back but we had a good hour before we reached the station so I had plenty of time. While I awaited our arrival to the station I was thinking of a good way to piss these people off while making my escape at the same time. After arriving I was given a cell, which I must say I had the misfortune to share with a smelly old drunken fool.
Several hours passed and only Gregory watched over our cell and he left almost every hour for god knows what. After night fall, during one of his frequent disappearances, I made a deal with the drunk and upon Greg's return my plan was sent into motion "keep your hands to yourself you Nuxian Kramator" I yelled at the drunk "what the hell you yelling about?" Greg asked already annoyed "this guy's harassing me" "you know you like it" and with that we started rolling around pretending to hit each other. Gregory opened the door and walked in hoping to separate us but as soon as he tried to pull us apart the drunk hit him knocking him out. After that the drunk walked out while I stayed behind for a little fun.
When morning came, I watched the scene play out from the safety of a roof top through a pair of binoculars. "What the hell, someone smack that man awake wills ya" one man yelled. Everyone had arrived to see Gregory curled up on one of the crappy cell beds hugging a bear while sucking his thumb and wearing train footy pajamas over his uniform. I have never seen him so red faced, it made the time spent there worth it.
"-And then there was the time I sprayed them with ode-to-beef and sent a pack of hungry dogs after them… good times, good times" I finished unable to keep my snickering to myself.With our little bonding moment done Jack left to torment Paris and possibly help Shazza.
