The Chronicles of Riddick; Old Habits
Crematoria was a mess. The guards who usually run the place were nowhere to be found and it was complete anarchy. Convicts and inmates were running all over the place like it was their own personal playground, carrying guns and killing each other. Whatever happened here was none of his concern however. He was looking for one person in particular and the sooner he found her the sooner he could leave this place. He had heard about her through a friend of his, apparently she was trained by one of the worst killers in the universe and just like him she had followed in his footsteps. Intrigued, he had decided to do a little research on the woman. He wasn't expecting her to look so beautiful. Granted, she was only seventeen, but age was of little consequence to him. All he knew was that he had to have her. He had everything in the world, all the money he could ever want, all of the luxuries, but it all paled in comparison to her beauty. He hadn't been able to sleep, hadn't been able to eat, and he knew none of that would change until he had this woman for his own.
He turned down another tunnel and found a pair of inmates talking. They both jumped when they saw him but thankfully didn't take off running like everyone else had. "Who are you?" one of them asked. It didn't look like either of them had any weapons on them, not that it would make that much of a difference if they did.
"That is none of your concern. I need to know something and you boys are going to tell me." He smirked when they just nodded their heads. They must be young, that or they had been here a while and knew when they couldn't win against an opponent. "There was a girl here, by the name of Kyra I believe…where is she?"
The younger looking of the two inmates bit his lip and looked at his friend before answering. "She was here…but she left."
"Left? What do you mean left?"
The man shook his head and backed up a little. "There was a man, Riddick I think his name was, he took her and a few others…they left."
As the inmate told his story he was only getting more and more infuriated. She was gone? And with Riddick… He needed to find out who or what this Riddick person was. After returning to his ship and getting off of Crematoria he put started his search, looking for anything he could find on Riddick. His computer system came to life. "Riddick." He spoke into the mic. The computer started its search and came back with one match.
"Richard B. Riddick. Known killer of William J. Johns. Escaped inmate from Butcher Bay and Crematoria. Last known location; Helion Prime. It is said that Riddick is now the leader of a race called Necromongers after killing the sixth Lord Marshal."
"Riddick…" he looked up the last known bounty on his head, 1.5 million was a lot to pay for a convict, even one of Riddick's stature. He sighed and started drawing up a new contract for this Riddick. If he made the bounty high enough he had no doubt in his mind that someone would take the job. It was a waiting game now.
Turning on the auto polite and starting up the cryo sleep he leaned back in his chair, shutting the shutters over the windows. Soon, he would have the woman that had plagued his dreams for months now. Soon…he would have everything he had ever wanted.