Break the Civilized Chains

Prologue: What's Past is Prologue

Don't know how many times I been crossed off the list and left for dead.

Guess when it first happens the day you were born...

You're gonna lose count.

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So this ain't nothin' new...

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There are bad days...

And then there are legendary bad days...

This was shaping up to be one of those...

Can't stay in the open...

Can't risk another attack...

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It's always the punch you don't see comin' that puts you down.

But why didn't I see it?

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Of course they're gonna try to kill me; death is what they do for a living.

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So the question ain't what happened.

The question is...

What happened to me...?

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How'd they get so close?

How'd I let 'em blindside me like that?

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Necromongers...

Some wanted to put a crown on my head...

Some wanted to put a noose around my neck...

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Okay, more nooses than crowns...

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Every Lord Marshall was supposed to take some big oath...

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One that I...

...…Never really got around to.

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Could say it created a little friction.

And more than a few assassins...

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I needed a way out...

Some new place...

Or maybe just...an old one...

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Vaako...

You can't blame him for dangling Furya...

Home has a certain equity...

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But I do blame him.

For what came next...

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Instead of Furya...

We wind up someplace called

Not Furya...

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Yet again...

Someone was trying to play me...

So yet again...

We play for blood...

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Somewhere along the way, I lost a step...

I got sloppy.

Dulled my own edge.

Maybe I went and did the worst crime of all...

I got civilized.

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So now... we zero the clock

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Gotta find that animal side again.

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Black

Nothingness...

The fuzz of tranqs...

In my blood...

In my mind...

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Memories...

Mercs...

They found me...

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They killed...

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No!

Don't think of that now...

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Memories will kill me...

If the mercs don't manage it first.

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Pain...

Steel against flesh...

Chains...

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And worse than chains...

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Flesh tearing…

Burning...

That sickening sensation...

Senses reeling...

all six of them...

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Someone's breath in my face

A body over mine,

Huge,

Inflicting even more agony.

Crushing me…

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Penetrating...

Piercing...

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Wetness, slick, more burning...

It stops.

Relief.

Air.

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And then it starts again...

Another body...

Between my thighs…

As bad as the steel...

As bad as the needles...

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Worse than the training...

Worse than the deterioration of my mind...

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At least three of them...

Smelling of sweat,

Gun oil and grease,

Onions and MREs,

And Simon's blood.

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Heavy body,

Heaving over me,

Rutting in me…

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Like I'm a thing...

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Time to hide away for a while...

I'll come out again later...

After they're done...

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But they don't stop...

Not for days...

Or is it weeks?

I can't tell...

Don't care...

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Manic words, spilling out...

I don't know what I'm saying...

I never know what I'm saying...

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And it stops...

For a time...

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It happens again...

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I go away for a while...

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The boy with Book's symbol

Giving me water...

Interpreting my words...

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He stops them...

A nice boy...

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Doesn't say which ones it was though...

Not that stupid...

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But I don't need to see their faces.

I already know their minds,

Their names.

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All I have to do is endure...

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And wait...

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Author's Note: So welcome to my latest story. It's another crossover that with the help of RCoots got banged out in about two weeks. She's very kindly being a beta reader for me so the story reads decently. I don't normally work with a beta but she's been awesome about it. The story is much better with her help. She's also kinda the one who got me started writing it so any thanks or blame should be portioned out accordingly. LOL

This is something of a departure for me, I've never written a River and Riddick story that didn't involve romance of some kind. Hopefully as its read that will make a certain amount of sense. A sequel is planned though and I'm working on that and Animals and Tangled by taking it all in turns.

If you all know anything about me by now it's that I might write slowly but I don't stop once I've started posting something. So I can promise you that every WIP will be finished eventually. This story just sort of grabbed me by the throat and wouldn't let go. It was very Riddick-like in its behavior.

The next chapter should be up in a day I think. I hope you enjoy this tidbit and that I've wetted your appetites for me. Please leave a comment to let me know if I've intrigued you sufficiently or not.

Thanks for reading!