Author: Renegade87 (Tareena Langford)
Title: Never Again
Rating: T, some language and violence
Fandom: PB/Riddick
Disclaimer: Obviously don't own PB/TCoR characters
Summary: AU PB story...just my fucked up mind
Pairing: Riddick/Jack...in the future

Author's Note: This fic has been abandoned.

Chapter 1: Searching

Jack was wandering around the ghost town. Damn, why did she have to be a girl, of all times for her monthly to hit.

She had been parading around like a boy ever since she had ran away from home 3 years ago. She was 15 now, and just starting to get 'developed,' but thanks to some tight medical wraps, no one could tell…yet. Part of her hated the fact that she still looked like a kid, but she was grateful, it let her hide easier. But there was one thing baggy clothes, and ace bandages couldn't cover, her damn menstrual cycle.

God this shit sucks, she thought as she walked through the dusty buildings. I finally get enough money to buy a ticket off that rock and the damn ship crashes on a fucking deserted planet, and to make it worse, I'm with a bunch of people that hate each other…and oh yea did I mention a fucking murderer! Of course, he's the least of my concerns, he's kinda cool, and for some reason I'm not afraid of the fucker…I'd rather hang around him than any of these other misfits. And that fucker Johns…I wanna kill that sumbitch. And to top it off there's some weird creatures or something, already killed that guy Zeke. Who knows, these people seemed to have left everything behind, maybe I can find some tampons or something.

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Johns had told Riddick to go look for something to patch up the wings of the skiff with. Fucker, you think I'm gonna go fetch for you like some dog? Fuck you. Riddick thought as he walked through the building. He was trying to figure out what the hell happened to this town. Clothes were still in the closets, food…rotten…but food was in the kitchen, photos on the shelves, tools left out. These people didn't leave…they vanished.

Maybe it had something to do with whatever got that prospector guy. He nudged open a door and found a bedroom, the place was surprisingly clean, compared to the rest of the bedrooms in this joint. Someone had been smart enough to close the shutters on the windows before they left, thus blocking out the majority of the dust. Riddick removed his goggles and looked around the room. Some bottled water sat on the dresser, and what looked like women's clothes in the closet. He walked into the bathroom. Toothbrush, toothpaste, toilet paper, towels, small med-kit, makeup, some women's stuff, nothing out of the ordinary. He plopped down on the bed. This little apartment complex was on the other side of the city. By the time Johns realized he was gone it'd take him another hour or so to scan through the city before he made it to this side. Perfect time to catch some rest.

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Jack was walking around. She had wanted to get away. Pissed at the whole situation. She had stumbled upon what looked like the section of town where the people who were here had lived. Surely there had to be women among the group, maybe she could find some stuff to use. And if she was really lucky, maybe a med-kit, so she could get a new bandage and some antiseptic. She had been wearing her current wrap for 5 weeks now, with the shit that went down before the launch of the HG, the cryo, and now the crash, she hadn't had time to change it, and it was starting to eat into her skin. She'd been through it before, her torso was already riddled with scars from previous wraps, but it would be nice to have a new one.

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Riddick had just started to drift asleep when he heard light footsteps down the hall. He smelled a woman…damn that must suck to be bleeding right now. But it wasn't the pilot, the footsteps too soft…and it wasn't that bitch Shazza, there was no hint of leather. Hmm…who is that? He decided to stay quiet, and he just laid on the bed, eyes closed, hands behind his head, right hand holding his shiv.

Jack walked through the hallway. She had been searching through a couple rooms, and hadn't found a damn thing. Fucking guys were so stupid, she hadn't even found a med-kit. She had just opened a door to a dark room and before her eyes could adjust she heard a deep voice. "What the fuck…"

Riddick. Shit. He slammed the shutters on the window open, flooding the room with light.

Jack? He's a girl?? There was no mistaking his…no her smell. She was definitely a girl. Why the fuck is she parading around like a guy?