OMG!! I got totally wrapped up in my dang life that I forgot to update.... so bad excuse but it's all I have!!
"Hold your breath," he muttered to them and Jack saw why when she opened her eyes, he was going to spring the fire extinguisher.
"God I hate being cold," she said, knowing that once the chemical from the jet opened they would basically be in a hypothermic environment then. She grinned, he knew that they were probably scanning the ship with info red cameras, and this would make them 'disappear' from those said cameras.
Jack watched as in almost slow motion the hatch sprang and let loose pressurized chemical, she closed her eyes and grabbed a hold of the seat she was sitting in as the chemical washed over her. She could feel it sting her back as well, right where the cuts were, but she gritted her teeth and hoped that the chemical wouldn't make anything worse. Besides the first step to healing was pain was it not?
Jack could hear a faint buzzing, it almost sounded like the half bored annoying voice that had come over the comm. earlier. Floating around in the skiff, all too much feeling like she was a fish in a fish bowl, jack wondered when she would run out of breath and inhale the chemical until she suffocated on it. She smiled; Riddick would be the one most likely to survive this, all his rescuing on the monster planet would be in vain, life's twists and turns really sucked in her opinion.
While Jack was thinking this something hit her arm really hard, then it hit her again, she reached out to see what it was and found a convulsing Imam as evidenced by the prayer beads he was clenching in his hand. Damn he was not holding his breath very good, my god he wasn't even injured! Jack grabbed onto his back, the hatch was going to spring any moment now, she just knew it.
As if on queue to her mind the hatch was blown outwards and she was sucked out along with most of the pressurized chemical. She shoved Imam out of the chemical for a few seconds and her self as well to get a well-deserved breath of air, thin as it was.
She was hit a few times with some thing feeling like boots, shoved with an arm, that was definitely not Riddick unless he had some freaky powers that were beyond contemplation. Jack grasped for a handhold on something hitting her, she found something like hair and yanked. One of her remaining knives was suddenly in her hand and she used it to knock the person in the head, she felt down its arms and came upon what she was looking for, a gun.
Riddick grinned, he could faintly hear Jack hitting some chick over the head, and he heard a definite click as she cocked a gun, that was why he decided to save her. The chick knew her way around in high-pressure situations, not like some other people he had hung with.
Riddicks amazing hearing picked up that same annoying voice that had come over the comms in their skiff, damn he was going to take this personal very soon. He grabbed the legs of a merc close to him and the foam turned a bright red, then he used that body to kick off and went for another merc. He could hear their terrified cries and grinned, they should be scared, he was a person made of nightmares of.
Imam and Jack both poked their heads out of the foam at roughly the same time, causing a volley of bullets to fly at them before they ducked back in.
That was the distraction that Riddick had been waiting for, he kicked hard and sent himself into the midst of the mercs his shivs flying.
The annoying man that Riddick heard over the comms watched him emotionlessly, then when he had killed half the men there he said, "You certainly know how to make an entrance."
Riddick ducked a volley of bullets directed at him, then looked to the foam again, Jack had her head poking out again, no one was paying attention to her as she took careful aim at the man who had talked to Riddick.
The man also looked at the foam and jumped out of the way of the bullet, going for Jack now. The recoil of the gun sent her under the foam and Riddick could almost hear her having problems getting it to work again. He sighed as he kicked another man out of his way, she may yet be more trouble than she's worth, he thought.
Jack discarded the gun that was now broken, damned mercs; you'd think they would keep their weapons clean at least. She knew that creeper guy was waiting for her to stick her head out again, she grinned, Riddick wasn't the only one who knew how to fight after all.
Jack unsheathed two of her knives and made sure that her other ones could be easily removed before she stuck her head out again. She expected the pain filled kick to come, but it all the same; she winced as she was knocked to the floor by the creepers magnetic boots. He landed on top of her trying to put a gun to her head but she stabbed him in the leg, twisting the knife to inflict more damage. She rolled over and his magnetic boot slid painfully over her bleeding back, she ignored it for now, later she would make sure he was just as uncomfortable.
Jack kicked off the floor and settled on the wing of the ship grabbing on to keep herself stationary. Then she took a fleeting glance around, the only bodies that were moving were the ones that were convulsing with the aftershocks of death, and the one that Riddick was currently killing. Kind of gory but it didn't really bother her that much, it felt almost like she was watching a movie and the bodies would soon reset to do another scene.
The creeper as Jack was now thinking of him, pointed a gun at her, "I think not," he said as she looked around, nothing close enough to grab to counter that. Jack looked at Riddick calmly, he was in the process of dispatching the last merc to attack him.
"What do you say?" asked the creeper to Riddick.
"Call off you lap dog," said Riddick as he was hit in the stomach by the dying man, he looked up to the balcony where Jack had shot at the creeper. "Before his trying to impress you gets him killed," A woman stepped out of the shadows when he finished.
"Am I so obvious," she said with a strange accent and a background to her voice that just sounded otherworldly. Jack tilted her head, she knew that kind of voice from somewhere.
"Call it what you want," Riddick said getting angry now, "But tell him to stand down now!"
Jack tried to hid a grin, Riddick made it somehow seem logical to follow his orders, even when they were on the loosing side… ok so she was on the loosing side, but as Jack looked at Riddick she realized something, she genuinely trusted him. Jack became even more confused, when had that even happened? She trusted an ex-convict to do the right good thing? She was so fucked up there weren't even words for it.
"You'll have to excuse Junners excitement, it sometimes makes him a touch quick," the voice came again, and the figure cloaked in all white parted to reveal a top of the line space travel suite that suggested there was something normal underneath. But somehow Jack didn't really think there could be something normal about this woman.
"Though I can't say I blame him," she continued, "You see he's just heard so much about you, Riddick. Yes, I know your name. Quite a bit more about you I think." It was clear that the woman thought that she now had the upper hand, Jack grinned and shook her head, that bitch didn't know who she was fucking with.
"Careful," Riddick said in a dangerous tone of voice, "You may find what you're digging for."
"I'm willing to share of course. But I must ask that you surrender you weapon, before anymore of my apparently overpaid associates come to an untimely end." Jack smirked, ya surrender your weapons, that was going to stop him.
Riddick growled like he was considering it, "Not gonna happen."
"No?" asked the woman a little surprised, she looked at the creeper and he pulled the trigger back enough so that it rattled.
"The girl is nothing to me," Riddick said and Jack could feel her mouth lift on one corner.
"Then enlighten me," the woman said on a sigh. "Why would a stone cold killer such as yourself go to all the trouble of keeping the likes of her alive. Unless of course you've grown attached."
Here we go, Jack smirked, "She's a cover story, nothing more," Riddick said and looked back at Jack, Imam too looked at her as his head surfaced out of the foam.
"You shoot her now and you'll be saving me the trouble later," He looked at her like he was willing her to be quiet. She shrugged and looked at him trying to fight off a smile, she really was finding this hilarious that Riddick was arguing with them when they had an advantage but she'd let him do what he wanted to for now.
"Then I have your blessing," the woman said and turned away as if the matter were concluded. Jack was shocked, they were going to shoot her for real! WTF Riddick, you suck at negotiations, she raged at him in her mind. Then she heard a grunt and a ping, and looked back at creeper. He had Riddicks shiv sticking out of his gun, it was in deep enough to be able to fragment the bullet, but she would still be killed if he shot.
"Maybe I know more about you than you do yourself," said the woman as she exited.
"Now just aint the time," said Riddick stepping on the man's throat he had been restraining and finally killing him.
"Lock them down," said the woman and she continued to go while he creeper put down his gun and a different merc came behind Jack and grabbed her by the scruff of her shirt. The merc had a merry time taking her knives and patting her down finding a few more, but missing about half a dozen. Jack smirked at his stupidity, she could kill him now if she so chose.
"You enjoy that bitch?" He asked and the rest of them laughed crudely.
"Come closer and I'll show you how much I enjoyed it," Jack said and looked at him though her eyelashes.
The man grinned at her clearly believing the lies she was feeding him, "Time enough for that later. Once the boss lady is done with you," He said and gave her a once over, Jack smirked she knew he liked what he saw.
Riddick looked at her with a raised eyebrow, silently saying 'I didn't know that was how you got your rocks off.' Jack countered that with raising both here eyebrows and grinning, showing off a blade that was tucked securely between her teeth and cheek.
Riddick was strapped to a fucking restraint being wheeled down the hall of a damned merc ship with thousands of frozen merc glaring down at him. Damn life was going down the shit hole in a hand bag real fast, and to make matters worse Jack was practically fucking every guy that was in her path. He still couldn't understand why that made him angry, but he could have killed every man who looked at her weapon or not. As it was his glares went unnoticed behind his goggles and that only made him even more angry.
"Have you ever seen anything like this before?" asked Imam to no one in particular.
"Merc ships? Plenty," Riddick replied with a scoff tone of voice. "Just trying to figure out how it all goes together," he said quieter, then glared at Jack again. It would have been a lot easier to think if she was cooperating with him and actually fighting these guys!
"It's a plantation operation," Jack said glancing down at Riddick, she stumbled a little and Riddick remembered her back wound. It had taken a backseat to their present predicament but now he glanced down at her leg, it was sticky with blood she probably didn't even know was there.
"A boat like this loads up a port, signs on as many men as it can hold. Then goes out for months sometimes years at a time. However long it takes to fill their stores," finished Imam.
"Except merchant ships like this are usually harvesting oar, maybe crops, not people," he finished in a whisper.
"Captive bounty on one side, contracted manpower on the other," Said Jack looking around, "Just add heat."
"You know a lot about this shit," Riddick said looking at Imam, "for a holy man."
"I hear things," he said dismissively.
Yay! extra long chap this time!!