Let's Play (Discontinued)

Speaking With The Enemy

We had him. We finally had him. The Richard B. Riddick. I couldn't believe it. Ten months of trying to capture this bastard and we finally had him. I sat a distance in front of him, straddling a chair. His eyes were beautiful. They were like mine but a little brighter. He was built. Although I couldn't see his eyes now I knew from when we had caught him.
I heard him groan and move a little. This signaled that he was awake. I stood up and walked closer to him. I lightly grabbed his chin and pushed his head up so he was looking at me. He wouldn't look at me.
"Get your fucking hands off me or you won't live to get off this ship." I sighed but didn't pull away from him.
"Look at me." I said sternly. He chuckled.
"Oh I'm looking at parts of you." I pushed his chin up more and repeated.
"Look at me." I took my sunglasses off as he did. I saw a slight smirk rise on his face.
"You're like me. Huh? Maybe that's why you're not a pussy like the rest of them. We have something in common." I let go of his chin but still stood there. He hummed out something inaudible before actually speaking.
"It's been a long time since I've smelled beautiful." He said as he sniffed the air. I looked around. Was he talking to me? Well there was no one else around so he had to have been. I turned back around and saw him smirking as he started hitting the chains against the walls. I flinched at first but then stopped because I knew I looked weak in his eyes. I decided to just walk away and try to eat something but ent up throwing it all up. Riddick chuckled.
"If you are like me. Rabbit food ain't gonna cut it." I started to worry because this has been happening forever now. Except for when I eat meat...

Anything I put at the top is just something I like.