Bringing it down

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Feedback! Oh, come ON you guys! Only my cherished Death granted me a review after the last chapter. (Which I appreciated very much, thankyou!) Did it throw you off? Have you given up all hope on me? I haven´t given up on you though... here we go, another chap, events turn for the worse... And NO cliffhanger! And finally, veness... you´re scaring me! *LOL*


Chapter 13 Treason


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Only a couple of hours later Riddick woke abruptly and quick as a panther he slid over Karyn´s sleeping form, out of bed and into his clothes.

Something was not right.

In a mere couple of seconds he was in the cockpit, checking for whatever had alarmed him.

“What the f…” Riddick snarled. He couldn't believe his eyes. A proximity alarm had sounded and as he watched the screen a big ship was closing in on them. Riddick quickly commanded the computer to check the ship and wasn't the least bit surprised when he found it to be a merc ship.

A fucking merc ship!

Then it dawned on him.

“That fucking bitch!” he roared and was back at his bedroom in no time. He threw the door open and looked with murder in his eyes at the woman that just woke up in his bed.


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At first Karyn smiled when she saw him, but then she frowned and her smile was soon replaced by an expression of fear. Her eyes widened in terror as Riddick lunged at her, she held up her hands in an attempt to defend herself and as she did the blanket fell down to her waist, leaving her feeling awfully exposed and defenseless.

Before Riddick could reach her she jumped out of bed, naked as the day she was born and dodged to the left, under his arms and aimed for the door in her one shot to get out of there.

Riddick however was faster and caught her by her hair as she screamed in pain and shock.

“Bitch!” he roared. “So that’s what the show was all about!”

He had pulled her back from the exit and now threw her down on the floor, where she curled into a fetal position, a hand lifted in front of her in a futile attempt to protect herself from whatever was coming.

She couldn't believe this. Moments ago everything had been so good. What was it he believed she'd done?

“What are you doing Riddick?” she asked pleadingly. Her face had turned white and her eyes grew large as she saw the shiv in his hand and his eyes… Oh my God, she thought. His eyes were both dead cold and filled with a heated rage at the same time.

He seemed to hesitate and she tried to crawl away from her position by his feet, but he reacted with lightning speed and put a foot on the red hair splayed out on the floor by her head.

She was yanked back and her tears were flowing freely now. He seemed to be in another world, she couldn’t reach him, and she knew she was going to die. Please, just let it be quick, she found herself thinking.

“Riddick! Please! What have I done?” her voice raspy, shaky, still drowsy from sleeping.

He didn't respond. She looked at him and could read some kind of accusation in his eyes. He actually looked hurt. Or maybe that was reading too much into Riddick´s stony face.

When Riddick didn’t move she saw a window of opportunity to try to get away. She scrambled backwards and quickly got to her feet as Riddick still didn't move.

All good things have to come to an end though and as soon as she turned and headed for the door, Riddick came to life, abruptly grabbing her by her arm, shoving her into the nearest wall.

He placed his palms against the wall, on either side of her head. Brutally he pressed one of his thighs up against the apex of hers, making her feel extremely intimidated, as he very well knew.

She shrank back into the wall as he bent forward and with poorly held back fury growled in her ear:

“Calling for mercs” almost spitting the words at her, “was the by far the most stupid thing you could ever do.”

He looked down at her naked form and a hard expression formed on his face as he let his lips sink down and meet hers with a crushing blow. She moaned in agonizing pain as her lips were torn bloody against her teeth.


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In spite of his rage Riddick immediately became aroused as he tasted the blood in her mouth. Since they were so tightly pressed together the woman could feel his cock harden and her eyes grew impossibly big with fear and something else… betrayal…

On her part… On HER part!

His excitement ceased at that moment. What the fuck, did she think he wanted to fuck her?!

He furiously took a step back, pulling her legs with him forcing her to fall to the floor without having any chance of catching herself before her head hit the floor.

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Karyn saw stars as the excruciating pain from the back of her head overwhelmed her.

“Riddick, stop” she managed to say but her breath caught in her throat as she watched him setting himself down on her chest, making it difficult to breathe, realizing however that THAT was the least of her problems.

She yelped when he bent down and with his shiv slowly, almost dreamily, drew a thin line in blood over her cheek. Everything felt so surreal and at the same time her senses were heightened and she could see the muscles working in his forearm, she could see galaxies in his eyes, she could see her own death…

Karyn closed her eyes when she felt the sharp edge approach her throat, with the adrenaline high she'd hardly felt as he slowly broke the skin over her artery.

And suddenly he was gone.

Opening her eyes, she couldn't believe what had just happened. If it weren't for the stinging sensation where he'd cut her and the dull ache from her head and lips, she would've been sure it was just a dream.

When the high pitched buzzing sound in her head slowly faded she began to hear completely new sounds. She heard screams, shooting, men shouting and an alarm that never seemed to stop beeping.

She was still huddled in the same position, naked on the floor, blood slowly seeping its way down her throat, when they found her.

She heard voices, and saw bright lights, and guns, and many men. They asked her questions but she was unable to answer. They applied bandages on her wounds and carried her onboard another ship.

Confused she asked only one thing; Where was Riddick?

Poor thing, they thought, she's in shock and scared he'll still get to her.

“He's been taken care of”, they said, “You don’t have to fear him anymore. He's in a deep sleep and we're taking him back to slam.”

Funny, she thought, that sounds familiar. But she couldn't remember why.

She could, however, still smell Riddick´s scent on her body.