Like Father, Like Daughter?

by krazykiwi16

What if there was one more passenger? Riddick's daughter is on board, but she doesn't know who her father is. Riddick knows who she is. What'll happen when the two meet? Will they bond? Or will a alien infested planet throw a spanner in things? Read to see what befalls on father and daughter T for swearing and violence.

1. Chapter 1

Prologue

I'm reediting this because it desperately needs so aha! I won't change too much of the plot. Though I'm changing the name from Kelly to Lily. Enjoy :D

Riddick's POV

They say that most of your brain shuts down in cryo-sleep. All but the primitive side, the animal side, only reason why I'm wide awake. Being transported with civilians, about 40 of them, Arab voices I heard, probably some hoodoo holy people on their way to New Mecca. A woman. Sweat, boots, tool belt, leather…The Prospector types… Free settlers. But my real fucking problem. Mr Johns, also known as the blue eyed devil, he plans to take me back to the slam but he picked a ghost lane….and one more, my own flesh and blood.

Lily's POV

This is weird, I'm in a cryo bed which is designed to shut my brain down, so why the hell am I awake? I ain't got a clue either. Ah shit, maybe it's malfunctioned; I must have some bad luck for me to have the broken one. Well, to be fair most of the stuff I've ever owned in my short, bad luck ridden life is broken, what from my family, to the broken shiv wrapped round a thick cloth, to my fucking cryo bed. What? Were you expecting a full detailed life story? Well forget it then. Probably asking why I have a broken shiv, it belonged to my dad who left my mum years ago, which should explain why my family is broken too, did you get it? Ha! I have no memories of him, mum refuses to show me any pictures or tell me who he is, and insisting that it's better for me to never have met him. Which I don't get cuz like I said I don't remember meeting him, apparently he did stick around till I was three but who has memories of when they were three. I close my eyes, trying to get some sleep, and then opened them again to stare at the cryo bed across me, all the way down in the far corner. I think his presence is the reason why I can't get any sleep. Why is there a criminal worth a million credits, wanted on five planets in three solar systems on a merchant vessel like this? I can't think of reason, sane or insane. It was utter madness. Fingers crossed he doesn't wake up, and massacre us in our sleep. Huh? What's that? I hear an alarm ringing blaringly loud, now that I think about it the ship's shaking violently too. Oh no, don't tell me my shitty bad luck is gonna cause this ship to crash and burn. Just fucking dandy!