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Tag Archives: Jack

Trouble [5]

The alley between the two buildings was little more than eight feet across at its narrowest point, pocked with broken bottles and litter sodden from the earlier rains. Puddles slowly soaked into the hard ground, leaving the pathway slick and the going treacherous but Granger was in sight and Riddick wasn’t in a hurry. It [...]

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Trouble [4]

A shape moved on the console. Honed predatory instincts eons old kicked in and Riddick tracked the movement. A tight cluster of passengers in the finest clothes they had left one of the large freighters further down the tarmac, followed by another smaller group of ship’s techs in overalls, clipboards in hand. The techs slowed [...]

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Trouble [3]

It was less than an hour till sunset when Riddick woke. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he waited for the dizziness to stop; everything hurt, a combination of the illness and the medication and he was light headed. The weakness pissed him off and he waited for that to pass too. [...]

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Trouble [2]

For days after he had escaped Decarra 12, he had stumbled through sweltering marshland, his only direction taken from brief glimpses of a ghost-girl through the swollen boles of trees. A girl that by all rights should have been glad to see him dead; he had left her in a cave, if only briefly. And [...]

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Trouble [1]

Title: Trouble Author: xxxevilgrinxxx Date: September 2009 Rating: R – violence Disclaimer: Riddick doesn’t belong to me, neither does Jack. Granger is a product of my imagination and has appeared once before in the short story, “Granger’s Run.” Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. In addition, the song “Trouble” is written [...]

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Rider 68

Seven years later… Wiry muscle, tanned and weathered, lined with a tracery of small scars. Jack’s arms bunched and flexed, her body a perfect machine as she strained to turn the sail. The glider spun neatly on its axis and she held back the flutter of nervousness at the speed.

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Rider 67

Jack followed easily, just a step behind Riddick. The pale light of Trieste’s twin moons may have been a factor but she didn’t think so. She knew that she could follow Riddick even on the blackest night, even if she hadn’t had practice. Which she did.

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Rider 66

Theo pressed back into her hand. Joanne. His back ached and he stretched, unsure of how much time had passed. Pale golden light filtered through the open windows of Sunhillow, spilling across the table strewn with charts and papers.

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Rider 65

Riddick and Shazza came up behind Jack, one hand on either shoulder as she touched the shattered door of Sunhillow’s keep. They stood there silently, isolated from everyone else for a moment, and it was just the three of them again.

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Rider 64

Jack’s stomach knotted and the tension made her fists clench and her chest hurt. The sea had opened up before them as far as could be seen. It should have been serene.

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