3. The First Lust: Blood

"STOP IT!" she screamed, but no sound came out. Her feet were still moving up the side of the pit and jagged nails were clawing through the dirt like it was air. She was hungry and she couldn't stop, and deep down she didn't want to.

Her head popped up slowly, assessing the situation at hand. 'Oh yes my dear, we shall be sated tonight. So many to pick from… excluding that one.'

"You can't make me kill just one. For fuck sake, if one of them gets out alive, my revival could get back to 'Him' and that is something I do not wish to deal with."

'Fine fine, be a wuss about it. Kill them all, even the pretty one. Right? Because if you don't, it'll just make things more difficult. We feed, heal our wounds, gather our wits, get back what is rightfully ours, and then kill the fucker who put us here in the first place. No wiggle room. From our first night here, that was all u ranted about. Feed, Heal, And Kill. That hasn't changed has it? Be rational, what two people know is not a secret. Unless… If you don't want to kill the pretty one then take him instead. You know, a portable lunch for the long trip ahead. How bout that?'

"I think you should shut the fuck up before I slit my wrists and bleed myself dry on the spot." She was snarling now and the pretty one's head snapped up and stared right at her. "He can't see me; it's too dark for human eyes." He was looking at her thou. A small smirk graced his lips. It only lasted a few seconds before he was struck in the temple with the butt of one of the armed men's guns.

"The fuck you smiling at shithead? You aint got nothing to be happy about. As soon as the sun rises we're taking your merc killing ass to Gehenna 6. Slam boss said 20 mil for you alive, but 10 mil dead is just as good, so cut the shit." Burgo had everything figured out down to his piss breaks. It was flawless, and he was gonna be rich. 20 way spilt? Fuck that. He had a talk with a select few out of his group. Only 5 of them were getting that money. Four Million credits each. As soon he was done with Riddick, he'd come back to Caulcifer Prime and meet up with Ashlin. Damn that woman was something else. Bitch actually got one up on 'The Big Bad'.

Riddick was still staring at the same spot; at the girl. She hadn't moved yet; she looked ready to spring at any moment. 'Cute little thing' he thought. 'Looks pretty fucked up thou. Shit!' Her right wrist looked mangled but he couldn't see any pain on her face. As his eyes slid over her face he caught her eyes. 'Well fuck me sideways, she's got a shine job, or something close to it.' Her eyes looked green from this distance. He hadn't seen green since before his shine job. It looked good on her.

"He won't look away. Make him stop, it's pissing me off. You know how I hate to be stared at." She was getting antsy. She could attack now; take down the 5 in the front first. "Guns… no I hate guns, too noisy and they smell. A blade… shit I wish I had my Flambergé. The less energy I use the better. 20, damn this is gonna suck so much."

'Stop your stalling girl, make a decision. Kill to live or crawl back into that pit and let your mind rot while your body deteriorates? Grab the closet one and bleed him dry. You'll start healing immediately, but don't leave a drop…'

"Take from their Life blood? You can't be serious. That's forbidden even to one as high as me. No, I will only take what I need and not a drop more. I'll let them bleed out but I won't take their last drop."

'Humph, you say that now, but you can't fight nature girl, no one can, not even mother'

With that last thought she rose fluidly out of the pit and stood on the edge looking at the men through the darkness.

'Feed… Feed!'

"Yes, I must feed. I must drink." She leapt up into the rafters and took her position.

'Oh yes, Let the slaughter begin!'