A FURYON'S MATE

Chapter 2

Riddick looked around his cell and listened to the sounds echoing in the dark. He had thought about trying to escape Slam from time to time but he always came back to the realization that the world was better off with him out of it. When set off by a particular noise or smell, thoughts of Jack would constantly surround him. He killed her by not being there for her which was slowly destroying him. He was becoming less cautious in his endeavors and careless with his own safety. Besides, this place had a different course for control. Implants that were placed on the spinal column that acted as homing devices and could also deliver one hell of an electrical shock if they got out of line, or just if the guards and warden wanted a special show.

He slowly stood and walked out of the door of his cell to the edge of a 40 foot drop to the slam floor. His cell, along with another empty one sat at the top of the ledge. They were both empty when he arrived and he claimed the ledge. A simple rope was his means of transportation to and from his cell. No one dared try to use the rope for the other cell. Even though they are cleaner with there own stream of running water in each for showering everyone there pretty much kept clear of Riddick. His reputation had flooded the place when he first arrived which was much of the reason his carelessness hadn’t gotten him killed, yet.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from up above. The shaft where the guards and warden stayed was opening and Riddick looked upward to see what was going on. Several inmates ran around getting tools or weapons. It was common for them to attack a new- comer and take anything that they wanted, whether it was clothing or something a little more personal. Riddick just stood and watched, he never got involved with it, didn’t figure he had any right to interfere one way or the other, so he just loomed above to see what was going to happen.

There were a lot of whistles and grunts coming from the control hub up above. They were a good 200 feet up but Riddick could hear them. A woman Riddick thought to himself, wondering what she must have done to get thrown into this hell.

The other inmates understanding the noises from above had gathered around the main floor, waiting for the poor unsuspecting woman to be lowered into the pit. Their hungry eyes straining to see in the dark for when she would appear and they could take her.

Suddenly a voice yelled from above causing everyone below to look up. “Quick, get her! SHIT!!!”