Pain and Possession

“How did you get her to betray me?” It was Richard who asked the question and the beast snarled as he pushed him back. There was no room in their life for Richard anymore, he’d had his chance and he blew it.

The question caused a light bulb to go on in Johns head and he realized that Riddick still cared for the woman who’d betrayed him. He had his tool for revenge. Riddick was undoubtedly going to kill him, John realized, so he decided to cause the other man some torment before he killed him.

“It was easy…” he rasped, “She came looking for me. Told me she’d hand you over to me for a hundred grand. You were worth three times that amount so I paid her”

“You’re lying” Riddick said, this time instead of pushing another pin in, he grasped Johns' eyelid between two fingers and using the tip of his sharpened shiv he sliced it off.

“Oh Jesus!!” Johns screamed at the fiery pain that shot through him. Blood from the cut flesh dripped into his eye and he whimpered. Riddick was a monster.

“She didn’t know who I was. What did you do to get her to betray me?” Riddick asked again. The look on his face told Johns that he had all the time in the world to get answers from him.

“I promised her I’d take her away. I told her who you really were and all she asked in return was that I take her as far away as possible from you” that was partially the truth. He’d told her that Riddick was an unstable psychopath who’d killed the last three women he’d been with and that there was no guarantee that she wouldn’t be the fourth.

Even after he’d told her that he still had to produce the more grisly of the pictures he’d brought of people Riddick had already killed. Some were people he hadn’t killed but Johns didn’t care, all he wanted at the time was Riddick.

“How’d you connect her with me?”

The eye without the lid began to sting now since he was unable to blink it and moisturize it. Trying his best to ignore his pain he told him, “Her doctor bill…she paid with a card that you’d use before and we were able to track it. Her doctor told us who she was and where she lived”

Her doctor…why was seeing a doctor? Richard questioned but the beast shut him up. Riddick wasn’t concerned with any aspect of his former life, he was only interested in the future and revenge.

“How much did you pay her?”

“Nothing” John relished telling him this part, “She did it for nothing” She did it because he had told her, promised her, that he would personally track Riddick down and pump him full of lead and that after Riddick was dead she would spend the rest of her life in prison being someone’s toy.

Johns remembered how upset she’d become at the prospect of Riddick getting killed, that bothered her more than going to jail. Seeing she was weakening Johns lied to her and told her that Riddick would probably spend only five years of whatever sentencewas was giving if he behaved himself while in prison. He purposely didn’t tell her about the death sentence that he would probably get.

When she had appeared slow to decide he’d grabbed her and threw her down on the table, something he wanted to do from the minute he’d walked in. Grinding his hips against hers, he told her that he would make sure the rest of her life was spent under someone if she didn’t do as he asked.

She’d broken down then and decided to do it there way, making him promise not to hurt Richard in any way. Looking up at Riddick now, Johns knew when he was finished with him Riddick would kill her next.

The fact that he coerced her into doing what he wanted meant nothing to him; if he was going to die she might as well too.

“You’ve been real informative Johns” Riddick said with a half smile and for a second Johns thought he saw a melancholy look in his eyes but changed his mind when Riddick grinned suddenly.

“You want to know what else Riddick?” Johns said spitefully, knowing his time had finally drawn to an end, “You weren’t in slam for more than a few hours before she was riding my cock.” He laughed as a shadow passed over Riddick’s face. “That’s right…I fucked her…didn’t know she was a screamer” he watched Riddick face avidly for any other sign of emotion but saw none.


“While it’s been fun Johns I have to go now so I’ve got to bring this to an end.” Was all he said. He rested his shiv down and stood. Johns watched him silently as he rigged the mirror to hang suspended over him by tying a rope around it and attaching it to the light fixture. It gave John an unlimited view of his naked pin covered body. The sight was hideous.

When he was satisfied that Johns had a perfect view, Riddick knelt beside him and cut of his other eyelid, making it impossible for him to close any of his eyes. Then without warning he buried his shiv in the other man’s abdomen. Even though hdn’tdn’t feel a thing Johns screamed. He continued to scream as Riddick pulled out his insides and rested them on top of his chest.

“You fucking bastard…” he rasped as Riddick stood up to leave, “I’ll see you in hell”. Riddick didn’t even look back. Johns knew he should be glad he wasn’t in pain, but the fact that he was about to die and he had no other choice but to watch filled him with a different kind of agony. His last breath was wasted on a curse on Riddick’s soul.