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(there will be major skipage in this chapter)

Chapter 12 Fun with Foam.

The sirens started going off not long after we left the Tangiers system, the computer saying "Hull breech contained engines, operating at 170 percent capacity" Riddick started flipping switches trying to make the skiff hold out a little longer, to no avail, "Engine and hull failure imminent under current parameters" with that happy little warning Riddick cut the thruster.

A loud clang, thud signified the skiff being grabbed by a grapple line. "Critical systems failure in five seconds: Four seconds. Three seconds. Two seconds. One second." Before the engine could go boom Riddick flicked the switch and turned it off.

"First you're a boy, then you're a girl, and now you're a psychic. Careful what you wish for, Jack." With how Riddick worded that comment, he almost sounded… unhappy like. I leaned over to Jack "Can you tell me what my kids will look like?" before she could answer a voice came on over the speakers.

"Unidentified craft, state your purpose and contents." The dude repeated this once more, and after a pause Riddick answered him.

"Name's Johns, my ship got scraped on a transport run. The only other survivors from the whole mess are with me. Outside of that we got nothing."

"Tell me Mr. Johns, what brings you to this lonely corner of space?" "I'm a bounty hunter." As Riddick and the guy talked I fiddled with my thumbs, and made faces at the voice.

"Then it appears we have something in common." This guy's voice grated on my nerves, and my tail bristled every time he spoke. Seconds passed by, then we jerked and started to move towards the merc ship.

"They're reelin' us in." Thank you Jack we would have never known.

"I don't like this Riddick, they know something." My answer was the ever typical "Hmm."

After the ship stopped moving Riddick got up and started messing with a blowtorch. "Hold your breath," Before I could pop off a smart remark I got foam to the face. Not a fun experience.

So we floated in the foam for a good minute when finally the hatch opened. The foam splurged out, into the hangar that the skiff had been dragged to, and coalesced into a ball… of Riddick-y doom.

I could vaguely hear Riddick slaughtering all the Mercs around us, as I poked my head out of the foam ball in the back. One merc was unfortunate enough to be near me so I grabbed him into the foam ball and snapped his neck. The next time I "prairie dogged" I noticed Riddick was in a stale mate with a creepy ass-licker dude.

After seeing his I reached back into the foam and grabbed the gun off a dead merc, lining up my sights I had creepy tall guy pinned. As I twitched toward the trigger Riddick spoke and knocked out my tunnel vision.

"Call off your Guard dog and I'll call off mine," who the hell was he talking to?

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I hate being chained up, really I do, what I hate worse than being chained up is being chased by some god awful freak of a science project. Then having to worm through the ventilation shafts, just to get knocked out by the anal-rapist asshole. Not my day.

When next I woke up I was on Helion Prime in Imams house, on the couch, with Jack in a chair next to me and Riddick long gone to remote planets unknown. This combination a happy camper does not make!!

"The next time I see Riddick, he is going to get a bitch slap to remember!" I told both Jack and Imam.

End chapter

+Is hiding behind a brick wall.+ Yeah I know late as hell but at least its something... right? Been having puter troubles and havent been able to access my files.