HARM NONE: Chapter Eight-

The pilgrims marched stolidly across the desert land toward the settlement. Behind them Riddick was dragging Zeke's heavily loaded sled with Harm walking beside him.
'From psycho-beast, to beast of burden,' Riddick noted ruefully. He'd traded his wrist chains for shoulder chains, But now that he could see again anything might happen. 'Then there's the girl. Just like she said. Fry came in and Johns cut me loose.' Riddick mused. 'Now how did she know that would happen? They couldn't possibly have planned it out. So it all comes back to that same question. How did she know?' Riddick knew there was more to this girl than guts and a great body.
Jack walked back toward Harm and Riddick slowly. She knew the others didn't want her to be around Riddick but maybe they'd let her talk to Harm. Jack liked Harm a lot. She knew Harm had a thang for Riddick. She didn't hide that fact. But that just made Harm even more cool in Jack's eyes. Jack looked up at Harm. She couldnt tell if Harm knew she was there because she had no expression, a pair of RayBan wraparound dark sunglasses on, and Jack could hear music blasting from the headphones covering her ears. All in all to Jack she looked like she was sleep walking. Jack looked over at Riddick who was just pulling the sled with no expression either. Jack waited a few minutes then looked over at Harm and nervously said. "What's up?" She watched as Harm slowly took the headphones off her head, turned her radio off, and lifted her face toward the blazing sky and looked up. Then she looked at Jack and gave her a lazy smile. Jack just smiled back nervously.
"Relax kid I aint gonna bitecha. I got other things to sink my teeth into." Jack looked over at Riddick who was now looking at them with an amused expression on his face.
"So is your name really Harm? Or is it a nickname?"
"It's the name my mother gave me kid."
"Is it like short for Harmony or something?" Harm started to laughing.
"Eh Riddick get a load of this. Harmony! Kid the last thing my motha thought when she was havin me after not 10 minutes before she had two other kids is 'This is harmony.' No kid it aint short for nothin. It's just plain Harm. Kinna like I harm people who piss me off. Ya know."
"Oh." Jack said thinking to herself 'I hope i never piss her off. She looks like she could kick some major ass.' "You said your mother had two kids 10 minutes before you. That would mean your triplets right?"
"Right." Harm drawled out. "My two best friends. My brothers. Mika and Stefan."
"You got any pictures of them?"
"Sure." Harm swung her back pack around and fumbled through it til she found a magazine. She handed it to Jack. Jack looked at the cover. There upon it was Harm wearing a silky, long black skirt with slits on the sides that reached all the way up to her hips, black high heels, black satin elbow gloves, and a silky black spegetti strap top that showed off her muscular abs and accented her breast. Two boys that were mirror images of Harm except for the muscular male bodies and bold cut hair flanked her sides. They were dressed in black Victorian style tuxes with black satin top hats, white silk gloves, gold pocket watches and cains with elaborate golden dragon heads on the handles. "Whoa, you guys are models?"
"Yep. Mika got started in the business and dragged me and Stefan with him. But we love doin it."
While Jack and Harm were talking Riddick had been looking at the cover of the magazine. He was the only one who noticed the date on the magazine. April 2000. 'Well little girl your a long ways from home.' Riddick thought.
Paris suddenly dropped one of his wine bottles. Trailing behind, Riddick scooped it up. Paris stopped and held out his hand. While he talked Ham mimmicked him. "Paris P. Ogilvie. Antiquities dealer, entrepreneur." He looked over at Harm and gave her an exasperated expression. Harm just smiled.
Riddick shook Paris' hand. "Richard B. Riddick. Escaped convict. Murderer." He lifted the wine bottle and started drinking its contents down. Paris babbled on.
Harm walked over to Riddick and put her arm around his shoulders. "Ah dontcha just love em?" Riddick finished his drink.
"Yes well you two make a perfect couple." Paris said.
Harm started to mimmick Paris' british accent. "Yes a bit FUBAR isnt it." Paris walked off.
Harm and Jack smiled at each other. "What's FUBAR?"Jack asked.
"It's german kid." Harm smiled down at Jack. She looked over at Riddick. "You know I think he has a point. I love the way we look together."
"Yeah I'd love to see you naked with my cock inside you too." Riddick replied back to Harm.
"Oh he's sucha charmer." Harm and Jack just started giggling as they caught up with the group.
"Oh here." Jack gave Harm back the magazine. She put it in her back pack. "How did you know what Paris was gonna say to Riddick?"
"Oh I've seen that scene a hundred times." Harm told Jack nonchalantly. Jack passed it off as a joke but Riddick as always knew better.
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Riddick and Harm walked the ghost town looking into old buildings and digging up old artifacts. "Hey Riddick, I always dreamed of marrying you and moving to a town just like this one." Harm said sarcastically. "Bet the locals are nice."
"Yeah they welcomed Zeke right into their home."
"He He. Talk about Geoffrey Dahmer." Riddick had to smile at this. He remembered hearing soemthing on the psychopathic cannibal of the 20th century.
"You dreamed of marrying me?"
"Yeah. A lot." Riddick knew she must be crazy, there wasnt a trace of sarcasm in her answer.
"Dont."
"Oh its too late for that."
"It wouldnt be a very good idea."
"Think about it Riddick." Harm put her arm around Riddick's waist as they walkedd. "You getting married to a gal like me. We buy a big beautiful house in some suburban town where guys like you dont roam the streets. We both get a job. After a while I have to take life a bit easier. Why? Oh because after many many nights of wild passionate sex I have gotten pregnate. We have our first child and life gets a bit harder but much more fulfilling. Ectera. How's that sound to you?"
"I like the wild passionate sex part. Dont have to marry you to have that though."
"No Riddick you dont have to worry about that. But I know you cant live your life so wildly forever. I know your gonna live a long time. And all of it aint gonna be spent in some slam in the middle of nowhere. What is it you really want?"
"A good fuck."
Harm gave a deep sigh. She knew Riddick wanted something. He was just trying to play it off. "Kids? You love kids and dont start talkin bullshit. I know you."
"Now well enough. You dont know nothin bout me."
"Richard B. Riddick. You were found in a trash can with your umbilical around your neck. Date of birth unknown. Place of birth unknown. Prison time served:25years 9months. Escaped Ursa Luna and the pit in Slam City. Inmate 129 AKA Cutter did your shine job. You paid him 20 menthol Kools. Nine months prior to this incident you were in a Psychological Restraint Station level 3 Q9/T79. You were patient S621. Doc said your intial evaluation produced minimal yet fascinating data. He said you have extroardinary psycopathic tendencies suggest that even at a subconscious level you believe you reasons for killing your victims are valid even if the victims didnt always find the lidity in your reasoning. The doc did memory regression therapy on you where he gave you a pencil and paper. You drew a schematic of the entire prison cell block and escape route. On your second regression in which you were injected with dithorizine and sodium penithol you drew squiggly lines that matched up with the forms of the guards you killed. They were gonna transfer you to the infirmay for a chemical reduction of the frontal lobe. Tell me if any of this is sounding remotely familiar."
"Dont even think about judging me."
"Riddick I'm not judging you. I just want you to do with your life what you want to do. I know damn well this isnt what you want to be doing forever."
"Fuck you!"
"When, where, and in what position?" Harm said to spite him. Though she couldnt see through the sun goggles she could somehow see his eyes. It was the expression on his face at that moment that gave it all away. She knew it and so did Riddick. "Why dont you just take it? Once you get off this planet just go find some place where those company jackasses and mercs wont bother you. Change your identity. Do whatever but just live. Live the life of your dreams."
"I dont dream."
"Riddick, just do it. You got the chance."
"Im not ready for that yet. You think they just gonna let me go. They cant. They got too much money on me. Mercs'll be hunting me down for life."
"I know that. But what if this is your one chance. I mean are you really gonna passit up. What about your kids? Iknow you want em. I know you wouldnt let them go throug the same shit as you. Im not sayin go for it. Im just sayin that you should also think of your future. Cant turn down every road blind. And you sure as hell cant run forever."
Riddick knew she was just bein logical but he didnt care for the logical when it came to his life. "Why you care so much about me and my life anyway?"
"I just do. Believe me Riddick I care. A lot. Im not like the others. I know you better than you think. I just want to give you that chance that noone else will."
"Your not scared of me like everyone else. Even though you seem to know a hell of a lot more about me than most."
"No. I have no reason to fear you."
"Yeah you do. Everyone has a reason to fear me. I kill people."
Harm knew how calm and composed Riddick always was. How he always thought about his words before he said them. And she also knew that he had now become reackless. It would only be a short while before he noticed it too. "So...your point being? Just because you've killed dont mean I should fear you. I can admit I've done the same."
Riddick was surprised to know that Harm had killed before. 'That explains the incident with Owens. Now I really like this girl.'
They had come to the Coring Room and Riddick was trying to get it open. Knowing he had stopped the conversation Harm went in search of Ali. Sure enough she found him. Hew was just about to crawl into the building when Harm grabbed him by the shoulder. "No no. Thats not a place for little boys like yourself." They walked back to the main building. Ali walked over to his friends while Harm grabbed a glass of water and drank it down. Figuring nothing interesting was happening Harm walked out of the building and headed toward the skiff. She walked inside and headed toward the passenger seat where she put her back pack down. The door started to close and Harm turned around to find Riddick behind her. "Your really good at sneaking up on people."
Riddick walked closer to harm. "Your turn. Start talking."
Harm knew what Riddick was referring to. The long awaited talk. Harm began telling him the story of how she came to be there. she told him about her obsession with him, about her wiccan ritual, about her killing of the two men, and of how she herself was killed. When she finished the story she stood there looking at him. When he didnt say or do anything Harm started to get frustrated. "Well..."
"Well what?"
"Do you believe me?"
"Yes it matters! Riddick you have to believe me please."
Riddick looked at Harm. "Explains a lotta things. Yeah i believe you."
Harm smiled gratefully with relief. "Thank you Riddick."
"So you saying in your time this is nothin but a movie?"
"Yep. And a book of course."harm bent down and took the PB book out of her back pack and handed it to Riddick. He flipped through it reading about all the events that had already happened. Harm watched as he stopped to read a part and wondered which one it was. She found out by the next thing Riddick said. "So the muslim kid was suppose to be the next to get killed. That would explain why you ran off around the Coring Room."
"Yeah Im gonna try and make sure everyone gets off this planet alive."
"I dont see your name anywhere in here." Riddick motioned with the book. "How you gonna make sure you get off this planet alive?"
"Stay as close to you as possible." Riddick smiled. He threw the book down and moved toward Harm. She involuntarily backed up until she was up against the wall of the skiff. Riddick put his hands on the wall on either side of her head and put his face within inches of her own. "How close we talkin?"
"Very close." Harm said breathlessly. 'Oh man. He's huge. I may have thought he was a big man on the tv but that was an understatement. Im in trouble.' Figuring it was dark enough inside the skiff, Harm reached up and pulled Riddick's goggles off. "I love your eyes. I could stare into them forever."
"Careful they say the eyes are the way into a mans soul. I dont think youd want to look at my soul forever."
"Im not worried bout that. They say a woman can heal a mans soul. Mind if I take a shot at it?"
"Yeah I do. Dont think im gonna start sweet talkin ya. Sayin love words. Even sayin I love you. Cause I dont. Their false. I dont want anyone. I dont need anyone. Been doin fine on my own. Dont think..."
"Riddick your giving yourself away." Harm cut in. "You want someone so bad." She put her hand on his cheek. He grabbed her hand and slammed it up against the wall above her head. He did the same with her other hand. He held both her wrist in his left hand. He put his right hand on the small of her back. "I shoulda kept those chains. Come in handy right about now."
"Oh I think your doin fine without them." Harm choked out. Riddick leaned down and rubbed his lips against Harm's. She went up to kiss him and he slightly drew away.
"I dont like ppl controlling me. I like to be in control" Riddick said leaning back down to Harm.
"Lose control. Go wild and do something so unlike you."
"Cant do that."
"Why not?"
"You get stabbed in the back that way."
Harm started to mimmick Riddick's lines. "you mean the whispers? The ones tellin me to go for the sweet spot just left of the spine, fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. Its a metallic taste human blood. Copperish. But if you cut it with peppermint schnapps that goes away."
"Try it. Go ahead. I'll call Johns in here."
"No. Johns is your problem."
"You say it you might as well try it. The taste of human blood. Goes straight down. You can feel it."
"Lean a little closer. I want to taste your. See how it goes down."
"No. Mine dont go down so easily. Im not human." Riddick leaned in and kissed Harm softly. Before he could lean away Harm grabbed his lower lip between her teeth and bit down, gently sucking. Drawing on the blood that welled up. Then she let go.
Harm could feel it. His blood. It was just a littl but she could feel it coursing through her. It was now a part of her. It was like he said. Copperish, but sweet.
"Not the best idea little girl." Riddick let his hand run down her arm sending tingles through her everywhere he touched. He let his hand run down the side of her breast to her waist. Feeling that she would scream if Riddick kept this foreplay up Harm grabbed Riddick by the neck and roughly pressed her lips against his. Noticing his surprise Harm wrapped her right leg around his legs and jerked. Riddick crashed to the floor of the skiff with a frunt bringin Harm with him. He tried unsuccessfully to get up. Harm straddled him and locked his hands above his head like he had done to her.
"We are not going to do this gently. You are not in control. And I control you." She said forcefully.
"I dont think so."
"Yeah you dont think so you know so."
Riddick was now getting very frustrated. And extremely aroused. He had scared women with his very presence. Frightened whores with the force of his sex drive. But he had never had a woman force him before. It truly pissed him off. And thats what made him more aroused. 'You wanted trouble you got it. More than you thought.' Riddick started to used his strength to get his hands out of Harm's grasp. She slammed them down on the floor."Stay down!" She yelled. She let go of his hands and grabbed his tank pulled it up and over his head. Then threw it somewhere. Riddick layed there immobile as Harm ran her sharp fingernails down his muscled chest, over his hard abs to the waistband of his pants. With lightning speed Riddick grabbed Harm by the arms but never got he chance to flip her over. She had seen what he was about to do. She had remembered when Johns offered Riddick his goggles and he had taken the gun. So before he got the chance to do anything Harm reached into his pants and grabbed his erection. Riddick stopped dead on. He felt the warmth of her hand grab him firmly. "Foreplays a bitch." Harm rubbed against Riddick. "Now lose control." She whispered into his ear.
Riddick rolled them over til he was atop her. He started to kiss her gently while taking her clothes off. Then he fell atop her. Crushing her to the floor.
Harm loved his weight. The shear strength of him flowed outward and she could feel the vibrations. After years of meditation and opening her senses Harm could feel his vibrations his very essence. of life in the air the space around her the whole skiff. She was drunk from it. She had never fealt something so alive. Riddick could tell the exact moment she was ready. He forcefully drove into her not expecting the little gasp of pain and the nails that clawed down his back. He had not even paid attention to the fact that she might be a virgin. Harm feeling Riddick's hesitation and uncertainty started to kiss him passionately letting him know she was alright and ready. Riddick started slowly moving to get Harm used to the feeling then he started to thrust powerfully. Harm matched his wild pace feeling herself coming closer to the edge. Riddick listened to their heavy breathing. He drowned in Harm's orgasmic sounds knowing like him she was coming to climax. But instead of holding back like he always did Riddick lost control. He let go. Harm looked into Riddick's eyes as they both came to peak and she saw why he never allowed himself to lose control. She saw the vulnerability. She knew that Riddick was allowing her the chance to see something he never allowed anyone to see. She finallly let loose and screamed from the exquisite pleasure that he was giving her and the joy of the gift that he let her and only her see. A gift for a gift.
Afterwards they both lay there entangled in each other letting the sweat drip down their slick bodies unmindful fo the searing heat within the skiff. Riddick listened to Harm's breathing now slow and steady sleeping off her exhaustion. 'Only her.' Riddick vowed. 'Only Harm. She is mine forever. Never wanted anyone. I want her. Only her. Shes mine.'

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