We're all monsters here | By : MissMikaele Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 10783 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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The way they were smiling made her uneasy. And with reason. Not long after they lumbered in they began explaining that they were taking them to a max security prison on a frozen planet called Glacies plagued by snow storms and hail the size of boulders and Stacey seemed to enjoy telling her about how the guards treat pretty little things like Sasha, but instead of Stacey scaring her it just pissed her off and she couldn't help but hoarsely call out.
"I guess you wont have to worry about that when we get there then will you you Igor looking cunt, I doubt anyone will be able to tell your big gangly ass is a woman, not that they'd even want you if they did know. Your uglier then your mom, and trust me id know, nasty bitch wouldn't take no for an answer." She finished with a crackling laugh, amused that she got in a second dig about her mother before the exertion of talking got to her. The electricity of the net must of messed up her vocal cords a little. As soon as Stacey figured out what she had said she made a run for the bars trying to grab at any body part she could to hurt her but her arms weren't long enough so she just spit at Sasha. How lovely. James then began ushering everybody out but himself, and began unlocking the cell door. He walked up to her and placed one of his hands on her hip and the free hand fished out a handkerchief to lightly wipe away the spit that landed on her face. She briefly thought about wiggling away from him but she really didn't want Stacey's foul smelling spit running down her face anymore. She stayed very still watching him clean her face, his eyes not yet meeting hers. The hand that was on her hip moved lightly to just below her breast. Still she stayed still, watching him, and finally his eyes met hers and she was surprised to see a bit of something that looked like sadness lurking in the oceans that were his eyes.
" It could have been different you know. If you would have been nicer things wouldn't be like this, I like you, I could have been good to you, all you would have had to do was be good to me, but you blew me off, I didn't want to turn you in at first you know... I wasn't going to, but you just kept ignoring me, and then I saw what you were doing with Riddick. But if you arnt going to let me have you then im going to let a prison have you.... But maybe you can change my mind huh?" He finished unkindly, his eyes that not to long ago held sorrow now housed a different emotion. Lust. He was fully cupping her breast now and his head bent down planting feather light kisses on her chest, nuzzling at her like a baby. She didn't want this and painful memories of Murdoc's assaults came flooding back. She was helpless then, she had been a different person, she had been a naive school going girl and now she was a murder and a thief. She could stop this... She would stop this. She brought one of her unbound legs up to knee him in the balls, and he dropped like a stone, groaning, but to her dismay he recovered quickly. He got up and dusted his pants, a murderous glare in his ice blue eyes and he smiled cruelly at her.
"Fine, the slam it is. Those guards are going to have fun breaking you, and when your nothing but a broken fuck doll for some fat bastard to stick his prick in, your going to remember this moment when you could have saved yourself but didn't. Hope you have fun." And with that he slammed the cell shut and locked it, stalking out the door.
She slumped slightly, and sighed feeling dirty. She turned to her right to see Riddick staring at her once again. This time she wasn't rude when she spoke to him.
" You ever been to Glacies?" she asked softly suddenly tired all over again.
"No. Ive heard things about it though, its not as bad as they tried to make it out to be, they don't even have doors on their cells, they let you roam around, you get three meals a day, hell I even heard they give you a pillow." She had a feeling he was trying to make her feel better, but is wasn't really working. Still though it was noble of him seeing as how it was her fault he was in this mess. She stared at him before speaking and she her self couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth.
"Im sorry I got you in this mess. Its nothing personal you know, I just needed the money, and that asshat that was just in here made me a deal I couldn't refuse. You seem like an okay person, I mean as okay as you can be for a convict, but yeah. Sorry.... We Cool?" He stared at her a second before filling the room with baritone laughter. Her face must have shown her anger because he quieted a second later, but kept a smile on his face.
"Sure we're cool. You did less to piss me off then they did, so when I get out your safe. Can't say the same for your crew though. You might want to get what rest you can while you can, I have a feeling your going to need it." Her crew. Funny. But she was tired so she just nodded in his direction and slipped into a very light, very uncomfortable slumber.
She was jolted awake what seemed like five minuets later by the clanking sound of one of her blades being run against the metal bars by bitch Stacey. Sasha fucking hated being jolted awake and actually hissed at her, she only smiled and walked out. James strutted in wearing a puffy coat shortly after her departure smiling at Sasha's ruffled appearance. For a bunch of dick birds they smiled a lot. She used to think it was their good natures shining through but she knew better then that now. All of them are shit she thought to herself. James stepped close to the cell, though not venturing in this time.
"Excited to see your new home princess? How about you Riddick, I can just see you jumping for joy, hope ya'll like the cold cause we're here." He called in everyone and began unlocking the cell. He handed Stacey the key to unlock Sasha from the cuffs above her head, and a pair of replacement cuffs. Stacey stepped in with a wide grin.
"Don't move bitch, because if you do, I'll make sure that you wish you hadn't." She breathed in her ear, her breath smelled like bad teeth. Her muscles were still messed up and stiff so it wasn't like she could do much anyway but she complied none the less. Both James and Justin took care of getting Riddick out and recuffed, obviously thinking he was going to put up a fight, but he too was compliant. They were both shuffled into a very cold hanger type area that the ship was in to be met by two large men in puffy jackets.
"This the two?" the one on the right asked... Who the fuck else would it be ?
"Yeah yeah this is them, can we do this inside though? My nuts are getting cold." James finished with a shiver. The two Guards lead them all through a large metal door through a long chilly hallway to a another metal door. All in all they went through six doors, and each door led to a long maze of other doors. Jesus. Not only was this Planet made of ice and seventy five below, it was like Daedalus's labyrinth. She must have had her mouth open because the guard laughed and said that she better not think of escaping because if she did her last breath would be an icy one. Finally they reached the last door, the guards opened it and Sasha was greeted by blessedly warm air. Inside the room sat a portly man with a walrus mustache and a stack of papers. He looked up from the papers he had been reading through at the sound of our entrance and then promptly looked at the clock on the wall.
"Welcome to Glacies ladies and gentlemen, your right on time."
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