Eat Me Series Part 1
Fiona has been with Riddick since he saved her life, keeping out of his way as best she can. Her position isn't clear but all she knows is that she can't leave his side. When they are captured and lost on the planet with the res...
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Fiona's eyes shot back and forth between the two suns that were rising; the blue orb that had been high in the sky earlier was now departing off the edge of the planet. She was only permitted to stand still for a second longer before Johns shoved her forward, a leering look upon his face asking her to make his day. He wouldn't go as far as to physically abuse her in front of everyone but Johns was good at saving up pay backs and he was sure to illicit her reward when they were off planet heading to slam. Her eyes traveled back to Riddick who was taking up the rear. He enjoyed it back there - keeping an eye on everyone.
They were trekking off to some little village the scavenger group had stumbled on before being pulled back to the ship at the sound of gunshots. Fiona wanted to ask Riddick if he had gotten that far as well before turning back, but Johns made sure to keep them apart the second they exited the ship. She was forced into helping the shaky woman who had lost her husband, not a single word emitting from her lips the majority of the time unless they were orders.
The kid was made to help them too, so Fiona learned a lot about his nervous ticks, watching as he helplessly tried to channel his condolences into Shazza, since she wouldn't listen to him talk.
Fiona just wanted to talk to him. What he had said in the ship had not been explained, neither had his actions. She had been chained up, bruised, beaten, showing so much weakness and all he had had for her was something she had never seen from him. And she knew, no manner of prying would get a true explanation from him, but she could take the smartass one and turn it over and over in her head until she decided on what he meant. This being in the dark business was never good and here she was, wading in confusion knee deep as he walked behind them his eyes ever glued on her. She'd never been the self-conscious type.
"So just like that. Wave your little wand and he's one of us now?" Paris shoved his glasses up on his nose, glancing back at the shadow that loomed behind them all.
"Didn't say that. But least this way I don't have to worry about falling asleep and not waken' up." Johns' southern drawl was showing as he looked over to Paris, noting what he meant was sinking into the man's mind. He was going to make them all afraid of Riddick if it was the last thing he did.
"So can I talk to him now?" Jack perked up, taking his attention off Shazza for a moment. Both Imam and Shazza answered with a resounding no. Fiona cracked a smile, watching as the pout formed on the boys face. He was so young, and so soft. His idolizing of Riddick wasn't in the plans as the rest of the adults were realizing just how impactful the murderer was.
"You think that's funny do you?" Johns grumbled from beside her, shooting a look back at Riddick as if to check if he was still there. It didn't seem right, the bounty hunter leaving his bounty out of sight behind him, but she wouldn't ask about that now. Johns never trusted anyone so why would he start now?
"It's a charming endearment if you're looking for an answer."
"We don't need another you. Love sick kids tripping over murderers like they're candy."
