Between a Rock and an Evil Beasty
Disclaimer: I only own Alana
"Let us pray for safe passage" said Imam
"I don't see why we should, he never listens anyway. It's nothing more than a waste of time and breath" I answered turning my back on the holy man.
"You do not believe?" he questioned
"Despite what you may think old man, I believe in god. I also believe that he has a cruel sense of humor and cares little for others."
"No matter how you feel about him, he is always there for you"
"Then he has a shitty way of showing it"
Not wanting to continue this conversation I walked off grabbing a flash light as I went. I walked to one of the many skeletal remains littering the ground and climbed up to the highest point. Standing there, I stared into the darkness ignoring the danger I more than likely put myself in.
"Not smart. Standing there for the creatures to snatch"
"Something you need Riddick?" my voice void of emotion.
"We're heading out" he said before he started walking away.
"Hey Riddick" I called out as I turned in his direction, stopping him before he got too far. He never turned but in knew he was listening, "why did you choose the path you did? Why did you never stop?" he tilted his head to the side just far enough for me to see the shine of his eyes.
"Who can say", he turned back around and walked away.
The return to the group was a silent one as I walked a few paces behind the bald con. The convoy itself seemed to be in a melancholy funk that only sweet freedom could repair.
We started on our way toward the canyon entrance, hoping another way might show its self to us as we heard the creatures all around us.
"Only see one way, that way" Riddick pointed forward, "it's the only way of this rock. Just keep the girl between you."
Jack started hyperventilating at my side, "I won't ever leave you Jack. I will be by your side for as long as I am able." She smiled up at me, 'strange how fast this child became a part of my life'. A shout and a rush of movement woke me from my thoughts, my feet automatically chasing after the closets person.
We ran as hard and as fast as we could, Jack in between me and Imam, Riddick dragging the four power cells by some cable behind us. Millions of the small creatures started flying at us only to separate as they got close, staying away from our light, while some burst into flame when they got to close.
But the strangest thing was when it started raining dark blue goo, and tons of it might I add.
'This stuff is disgusting, what the hell is it?' I thought to myself
"Don't look up" shouted Riddick
'What the hell do you think a person is gonna do when you say something like that' I thought as I looked up
"Their killing each other", I heard Fry say as I stated running yet again.
'I… hate… running!'
Body parts, as well as the bodies themselves, were falling quickly. If you weren't carful one just might fall on you, and that can't be a good thing.
Our running lead us to an area blocked off by a hill, thing is it was a hill made of rotting carcasses and the bones of the long deceased. Not sure what to do we stopped but Riddick insisted we keep moving and I for one am not looking forward to getting a close up of those flesh eating bastards.
As Riddick and Imam moved some of the bones out of the way so we could pass I just stood there, bouncing in anticipation of being free of this god awful place.
As we each started passing through Imam's last kid started shouting, but seeing as he had both Fry and Imam rushing to see what was the matter I stayed close to Jack.
"Alana, Riddick won't stop", cried Jack. Her words slowly sunk in causing my head to wipe around as I looked up to see the man in question's back moving farther away from us.
"He's a convict Jack. He's doing what's right by him and you should never have expected anything more than that", I know he heard me, "now get over here so you're covered in more light".
As Jack walked towards me a bone fell on top of him, pushed down by a creature trying to bust through it to reach her
"Jack! Hold on, I'm coming!" I saw a sharp long bone on the ground, picking it up I ran at the creature as Fry ran over shining light on it. But the light only made it work faster, thrashing harder at the bone as it tried to break through it. I was frantic, all logical thought had left me save for two. The first was that I had to save Jack no matter what, the second… 'OH MY GOD I LOST MY NAGINATA!'
I'm tellin' ya inner me was running around screaming bloody murder, overly large streams of tears flying through the air behind her as she ran around in a circle. At least on the outside I remained calm and somewhat connected as I readied myself for the task at hand.
With bone in hand I jumped on the creature and started to stab it, its painful wails pushing me on. But with one good powerful jerk I found myself flying through the air. It sent me into a nearby boney ridge that stood firm as I hit it.
I bounced of the bone reopening my wounded back and sending a painful shock up my spine. I opened my mouth in a silent scream, eyes wide as tears fell in rivers down my cheeks, and the smell of my own blood assaulting my nose.
Through the pain though I found enough strength to lift my head and watch as Riddick, who had turned around, save Jack.
"Did not know who he was fucking with", he said in his deep voice in victory.
With help from Fry I was able to get back to my feet but I refused to use her as a crutch, I may be in excruciating pain but I was in no way a cripple.
I pushed her away when she tried to sling one of my arms around her neck, slowly staggering forward as the blood loss started taking effect
"I won't have any more people die because of your pride so suck it up and deal with it!" she angrily grabbed my arm once again and this time I made no move to refuse her.
And so we continued our running once more, Imam helping his boy and Fry helping me. When Imams boy fell we stopped so the holy man could pick him up and carry him. And as if our situation wasn't bad enough a clear liquid started to fall from the sky… it was water.
"So, where the hell's your god now?" asked Riddick toward Imam
'Sardonic bastard', I thought but I couldn't help from saying:
"Told you he had a cruel sense of humor"
We moved to cower underneath an outcrop of stone as we tried desperately to keep the last two flames going out while Imam took care of his boy's leg.
As I leant against the wall the pain had become so bad that it was all I could focus on; the rain became bursts of pain, talk became the agonized screams in my head, speech had become impossible, dots spotted my sight, and I felt nothing beneath my hands. Not long into my suffering, yet what felt like eons to me, I blacked out.
Waking up I had no sense of time, all I knew was that the air was stuffy and I was lying in a puddle still being dripped on. As I lay there I found I had trouble opening my eyes but I still heard everything and a putrid smell filled the area.
"He's not coming back, is he? I should have listened to Alana and never trusted him. I wish she was awake… I need you Lana, please wake up soon. You promised you would stay with me".
I fought with my eyes forcing them to flutter open revealing that I was laying on a cave floor and sitting up I noticed only Imam, Fry, and Jack. The later jumping me in her haste to reach me her cries loud and filled with relief and sorrow.
"You're awake, thank god. I can't lose any more people, especially not you".
"Imam where's your boy and Riddick?"
"Suleiman is gone and Riddick has left us here" sadness in his voice
"I'm so sorry Imam", sincerity in my words as the last bit of light burning out.
As we sat silently encased in darkness, jack wrapped in my arms and holding Fry's hand, light slowly started to fill the cave once more.
"Would you look at that, glow worms. Jack grab an empty bottle empty bottle, the less liquid the better", and with bottle in hand I told her to collected as many glow worms in it as possible.
"Ok that should be enough", I said as Jack filled the one bottle.
"Enough for what?" Jack asked.
"One of us can go after Riddick and try and get him to come back, or at least bring more light from the camp"
"Who shall go?" question Imam
"Well me an Jack are out for obvious reasons, Imam won't be able to convince him… no offense, so it looks like Fry. If you're up for it that is?" Looking in her direction, she nodded her head promising that if nothing else she would be back with light.
"Then you better get moving before he leaves us all here to rot and die… not necessarily in that order".
Jack handed Fry the bottle while Imam move the rock as much as he could and out she ran, someone once again chasing after Riddick.
*end part 10*
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