My heart pounded in my chest. Fear rushed through my veins. Who were these people? What did they want with me? I was beyond scared. I was petrified. They hadn't done anything but take me from my mother. I'm 18 but still in high school, so she wanted me to stay with her.

What did they need me for? My father's dead, my mother is barely keeping us afloat, thus why I got a job at a little ranky dank shop.

I looked beside me, at Brian, a tall, skinny, blond haired, blue-eyed nerd. What'd they need him for? I have no idea, but honestly, him being there made me feel a little better but worse at the same time.

If being kidnapped wasn't bad enough, the leader is HUGE! He's tall, and has huge muscles, and a baldhead, and clouded eyes. If I wasn't in this situation, I might find him rather hot, but not now. As the man who kidnapped me, I saw him as a major threat!

Feeling a bit brave, I got up from where they had us sit, and ran at him. Maybe I could throw him off and Brian could get away.

I hit rock. Or that's what it felt like. I slammed into him and he didn't move, but I was knocked on my ass.

He laughed, a low rumbled coming from his chest, and reached for me. I scrambled out of his touch and got up to run.

"Go! They can't get both of us!" I screamed to Brian. I didn't look to see him get my message, suddenly, the leader was right in front of me.

I squealed, and came to a halt, then tried to run the opposite direction.

Suddenly, my hair was yanked and I fell back to the ground. I grit my teeth and grabbed for something sharp. I was either going to cut my hair or who ever grabbed me.

"Stop struggling." A deep voice whispered to my ear. Arms enwrapped me and pulled me up off the ground.

This was bullshit. I wasn't going down like this. "Let go of me!" I screamed and wiggled against the strong arms that held me.

"Shut that bitch up!" I heard a female voice demanded.

"She just needs to let her anger out." Said the man carrying me. I'm not sure if I was breaking free of his hold or if he was just getting annoyed at all my movements, but the man dropped me on the ground and got in my face.

I tried backing up but he angled it to where I just ran into a tree. So, I just looked down and avoided his eyes.

"Now she shuts up?" The female slapped her thighs.

"Shut up, you crazy bitch!" I snapped. I swear I saw a vein pop out of her head as she stomped over to me.

The leader stepped in her path, blocking her from me. I blinked a few times, trying to register the thought. And an amazing idea hit me!

I sprang up again and shot off in the directions the woods were. A branch smacked me in the face and I was positive it cut me. It was too dark to go running around in the woods. I should have known I wouldn't get far. I stopped and crouched behind a tree, hoping they wouldn't find me. I heard the woman curse as soon as I broke off, so my chances of getting away were pretty slim.

"Hey." I turned slightly at hearing the whisper, and gasped. I moved away but not fast enough and the man brought me to him again.

"What the hell are you? A fucking teleporter?" I cried. How was he getting me so easily? He picked me up and held his body close to mine where there was no space in between us, with my arms pinned to my side. The closeness started making me even more terrified. What if he raped me? I shuttered. This could not be happening. I kicked, screamed, cursed, everything to get him to let me go, but he just held me to him.

"Why?" I finally stopped moving, and screaming. "Why are you doing this?" I felt the hot sting of tears threatening to spring up again. "What the hell did I do? Why?" A hot tear rolled down my cheek and stung the cut that the branch made. "Why?" And I started sobbing. Uncontrollable sobs that shook my whole body and made me hick up.

The man put me on the ground and grabbed my hand lightly. I used my other hand to brush away the tears on my face and sank to the ground. My legs didn't want to hold me up anymore.

"Why?" His voice sounded of regret. "Your mother was not the woman you thought she was."

I looked up at his clouded dark eyes and shook my head. "You don't know what you're talking about. She loved me…" I sniffed and wiped my eyes, no doubt smearing my makeup.

"She…she was going to kill you…"

I stared at him, incredulous. "What the hell ever! What the fuck is wrong with you! You love torturing people don't you! Using all their weaknesses against them! You get a fucking high off of it!" And the tears started flowing again. "What the hell…is wrong with you?" In my ranting, I rose, now I slouched to the ground again. "What the fuck…?" I felt his eyes on me. "Did Brian get away?" I don't know why I asked, it was just leading him to him again, but I was pretty sure he didn't get away. This guy was just too good.

"No. He didn't. But that was a smart idea…sorta…" I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. "You have blood…" He leaned down and got in my face again.

I averted my eyes and looked at the ground. "I know…" I whispered.

I jumped as his hand wiped the cut. He was surprisingly gentle. "Must have happened when you first ran into the woods." He whispered.

I wanted to get out of here. I wanted to get away from this man's touch, from his voice, and his everything. He went to touch me again and I swiped his hand away.

"Knock it off. Quit trying to be nice. It's just pissing me off even more." I looked into his eyes and gasped at what I saw. He saw me. Not some poor 18-year-old girl, but me. I avoided his eyes again.

"Little bitch!" The female came up behind me and yanked my hair up. I cried out and turned then punched her in the stomach. My head was going to be sore tomorrow…if there was a tomorrow.

"Jill!" The man bellowed. I froze, his voice sending ice crystals through my entire body. "Don't touch what isn't yours!" He screamed and backhanded her into a tree.

I gasped and moved away from him. What is he? My mind demanded. "Don't touch what isn't yours…?" This for some reason pissed me off. "I am not yours! I am not anybody's!" I cried at him.

"You see Riddick? She is nothing. Why are you keeping her?" Jill got up, and brushed off her jeans as if nothing had happened. What the hell was she? She just got up after he backhanded her into a tree! What the hell were these people?

I backed away even further, or attempted to, I ran into another tree. Go fucking figure!

Riddick looked at me and smiled. My heart stopped. I couldn't move. This man frightened me beyond anything I knew. He walked up to me and gently pulled me to my feet.

"She's my salvation." And I was out!