The Truth Finally Revealed

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*story below, now read it*

Riddick was just sitting there not moving with his eyes shut as I watched him, evil thoughts of manic torture running through my mind. "Something I can help you with" he said in his rough voice.

"Yeah, how about we have a story time, I love story time don't you" I said quickly while sitting down in front of him looking up expectantly. The man before me gently rose one of his eyebrows, his eyes still shut, and in return he got a scowl from me.

"Look I'm just curious about Johns; the man's much too volatile and impulsive to be a cop. Trust me I know cops" I held all my focus on him.

"Oh really now"

"Yes, I know that they prefer to try to outsmart and capture whoever they are after not beat the living crap out of them or demoralize them… though public humiliation is still a good possibility".

"Well if he's not a cop, he's taking me to a slam, and knows all about criminals and how they think, then what's left" I started thinking

"well personal gain seems higher on his priority list then us lot surviving, he hates it when people talk back or don't do as he says, and he has the feel of a hunter so… merc?" I looked at him not quite sure of my answer. He gave a nod so small I swear I was imagining it.

"What the hell you doing in here?" As I shot up I turned to see Johns in all his lying, pig headed glory but instead of answering him I turned back to Riddick "and you didn't tell me why?"

"No fun"

"You're as bad as the kid, get out …NOW!"

"Alright Johns don't bust a vein, I got what I wanted anyway" answering Johns and since I was still in front of Riddick I looked at him before rubbing his bald head like an old Buddha statue and ran out screaming " bye Riddick" not looking back.

I only stopped once I was back outside. "Where were you hiding?" looking to my left I saw Fry, "oh…nowhere and everywhere" she rolled her eyes "come on we're moving out." Feeling no need to respond I walked away over to where the others were and helped gather what was needed, I also took this time to run back to the place I left the Naginata. I might never need it but this time I intended to keep it.

We had been walking for like ever but the breathing apparatus, that for some reason or another I only just got, made it slightly better. I fell back into my music letting the words carry me away, overlooking the fact that I was now walking behind Riddick, who was at the back of our little conga line.

I saw Paris running back towards us, I turned off my music player wondering what he could want. When I saw the wine bottle in Riddick's hand and the look of terror mixed with surprise and pride all I could do was laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" came Paris's snarky question "I just thought of you and Riddick having a full blown knock-out fight over that little bottle, and I must say it was quite the embarrassment for you" a grin finding its way to my face, a frown forming on Paris', and a smirk on Riddick's. Then I was walking up to the front of the group, all the while still listening to the very back.

Half way to the front of the line I changed my mind, I decided to watch Paris squirm, I had to see this "Paris P. Ogilvie, antiquities dealer and entrepreneur" he held out his hand for the convict to shake, which he did, and with a smug look replied with "Richard B. Riddick, escape convict and murderer" yet again I laugh this time earning me a look from Johns and Fry.

I gave them a look back and put my music back on; when we started walking again I fell in step with Jack who just smiled at me.

Maybe an hour later found us all at some shit hole camp site with some P.O.S. mini ship. "That's meant to get all of us off of this planet? Well shit we really are royally screwed" Paris seemed to agree with me but me not caring much for what twigs had to say, decided to venture out on my own, feeling two sets of eyes on my back.

After wondering around for a while I found myself at the coring room, or so the name plate called it, but found it was locked so I turned around deciding to leave. And there was Riddick, he was so close that when I turned around I ran into him.

"Again with the surprises, aye Riddick" I said as I walked around him then a corner just to run into someone else.

"Whoa there" laughed a voiced laced in southern

'Shit, why did it have to be him of all people' "something you need Johns?"

"Now that you mention it-" the smirk on his face told me I didn't want to be in his head "- have you seen Riddick".

"Yeah just left him as a matter of fact, he's just around that corner" hoping that was it I tried to leave just to find I couldn't.

"Johns you mind letting me go"

"You've been getting mighty friendly with him, should I be worried" to his credit he actually sounded as if he cared.

"Whatever it is, it's none of your business" I was getting mad and as I finished talking his hand got tighter "he ain't nothing but trouble, mark my words".

"Ya well be that as it may, you think your any better you aint nothing but a wanna-be rent-a-cop playing the part of a nice caring man, it ain't Riddick's fault that he's more of a gent then you" with that I yanked my arm free and made a mad dash for some safety.

My sprint from Johns had me rounding many a corners, one in particular left me gawking as I found Jack, she was trying to shave her head and was only marginally succeeding. "Ok did I miss something?" it's a good thing I talked when she wasn't shaving 'cause she jumped like a frightened gazelle from old earth.

"Alana you scared me" I couldn't help it I just seemed to go all soft when it came to Jack "come here, let me do it" I started forward "NO, I can do it" she was angry at me and for what I don't rightly know.

"I didn't say you couldn't, but it will be harder to get the back without hurting yourself, so pull in that pride and get over here" I looked at her sternly "alright" was all she said… well grumbled is more like it. "Well turn around and sit down, I ain't gonna stand the whole time"

While shaving her head I started to hum a little song and as I was finishing I started to sing the words.

"I don't know why
You want to follow me tonight
When the rest of the world
With whom I've crossed and I've quarreled
Lets me down so

For a thousand reasons that I know
To share forever the unrest
With all the demons I possess
Beneath the silver moon

Eighth and Ocean Drive
With all the vampires and their brides
We're all bloodless and blind
And longing for a life
Beyond the silver moon

Maybe you were right
But baby I was lonely
I don't want to fight
I'm tired of being sorry
I'm standing in the street
Crying out for you
No one sees me
But the silver moon"

It was a true girl moment "there we go, all done" I said whilst I rubbed her now bald head similar to how I had Riddick's "thanks" "don't worry 'bout it now let's go find the others I wanna see their faces"

"I'll meet you there I wanna do something first" she had a massive grin on her face that could light the darkest night and she was off 'can't seem to keep a hold of that girl' was my last thought before walking off to find the others.

*end part 4*

Song is 'Tired of being sorry' by Enrique Iglesias

I put it in on a whim. I know it doesn't really go and that technically the song would be ancient and no one would know it but when I was typing the chapter I just couldn't get the song out of my head.