Disclaimer: However much I wish I did, I don't. So please just allow me to manipulate the characters the way I see fit for my own little world, and don't worry about the one's you've never heard of before, they came with me, and they will leave with me. Hope everyone enjoys the new adventure for Riddick.

Her twentieth birthday had been only a week ago, and she had already fended off her fiftieth suitor since she had turned sixteen. No man that her father had seen fit for her had sparked any interest in her, or they had caused her to react quite violently, once she had found out their priorities in life, when they had taken a chance to publicly proposing to her.

Her wild spirit had always been a problem for her, but she continued to hope for either, a chance to find a man she could love as much as he loved her, or that there would one day be a prince to whom her temper and wild spirit would finally yield to. not that it would be completely lost, as was most of the suitors wishes, but merely calmed.

Because her father had to be off world during her birthday, he took her to the space station on the border of the system for a shopping excursion. It was here she met him.
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How does an ex-escaped convict/murderer, savior to a young girl, holyman and his family, and an entire planet, retired Lord Marshal of the Necromungers, now set on a good path with a leader truly set in the right frame of mind, sole surviving Prince of an otherwise dead planet spend his days in solitude aboard his ship?

He spends it either fine tuning his ship, evading mercs who happen upon his position, or researching specks for a job on whatever planet he happens to be near at the time.

It just so happened that Riddick needed to stop for some much needed rest and to refuel his ship at the same station where Zoe's father took her for the shopping spree.

Riddick had begun to feel twice his age lately. He almost never slept, and he spent the majority of his waking hours doing jobs for money he could send to Lajjun and Zeeza, Imam's widow and daughter, or running from mercs.

All he wanted was to spend a couple of days resting, not having to think about his ship or the mercs that might have "picked up on his trail".

Riddick managed to spend his entire first day unconscious in a room, while the station's mechanics did an overhaul on his ship. He spent the next day gathering supplies, and attempting to avoid detection by security, but when that didn't go as planned, he acquired a hostage.
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Zoe had arrived the night before, but because that shops were closed, all she did was get something to eat and window shop, deciding which ones to visit in the morning.

Since her father and her had never really been close, neither felt horrible that the other never really wanted to spend time together. So Zoe was given an extensive credit line throughout the entire space station and allowed to shop at whatever stores she wanted, and get however much she wanted at each store. The only stipulation being that she meet with her father for lunch on the promenade.

Zoe set out early the next morning. She wanted to make sure she could hit every store she wanted and get all of the things she had wanted before her mandatory lunch date with her father, that way she could have extra free time to be free on the space station.

She wasn't usually an over-indulgent type of person. Zoe was usually very modest in the things she bought for herself, always the more mature of her sister siblings when it came to money and clothes. But why deny herself when her father was giving her an all out shopping spree? It had been the least he could do since he spent her birthday on another planet, arranging a marriage to some prince whom she wouldn't get to meet until the week before the wedding. Her father decided that it was time she was married off and well taken care of, and he wasn't giving her a choice in the matter.

Today, Zoe threw caution to the wind and shopped til she dropped. By the time she had to meet up with her father, she had bought nearly a months worth of clothes, none of which her father would approve of. She had everything on her list, right down to the undergarments and shoes. Not that she was going to tell her father, but she had fully planned to give away all of her old clothes back home so she had room for her new clothes. She may have hit a glutinous point, but she wasn't by nature.

Well, being so bogged down with packages, some placed in bigger bags so she wouldn't have so many to carry, and her father wouldn't make as bad a face at her, she hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings. Most of the promenade had begun to clear out to a point, and Zoe only thought that now she had a clear path to get over to her father's table for lunch before she "hit" the other side of the station's shops.

Zoe just happened to be the one and only person who crossed his path at that moment, unaware anything was wrong until she was wrapped in massive arms with a shiv at her throat, and a man whispering, "Don't worry. When all of this is over you'll get to go free, but right now, I need you to help me get to freedom."