*Before we begin I MUST post this:

-First and foremost read my profile when it comes to my stories. DO NOT STEAL THEM!

-Second I don't own anything except my origianl characters and writing. This is just for fun. No money made. Which means I still don't own Riddick. What a shame. :p

-Third rating will be like the other story.

-Lastly my mistakes are my own. I think I have covered all so I hope you enjoy!

The ride was silent. Riddick landed the skiff on some planet that was less populated and dark, just the way he preferred it. The two killers broke into an unoccupied room and Rynn didn't waste time flipping light switches on and gunning for the shower.

"Gonna use up all the hot water?"

"Yep. You sure don't deserve it." Those cold words were her first words to him since waking up on the skiff.

"Having another tantrum are we?"

"It's not a tantrum." She dryly corrected him as she started shedding her clothes.

Riddick appeared in the doorway, leaning against it, arms crossed at his chest. "Than correct me. What do you call it?" He paused long enough to place his goggles on his forehead, taking in the sight of her undressing clearer. His mood started to change despite exhaustion. His mouth started to water as he kept on watching her until the last thing to go was her undies. "Want company?"

Rynn turned to look at him. He was unbelieveable at times. Thinking of fucking her and not giving a care to why she was so pissed off at him. Not doing anything about it.

She stormed to the door, answering his question. "NO!" She slammed the door in his face hard enough to knock a picture off the wall, shattering the glass as well as the frame.

Riddick just laughed.

Despite his cold ways he knew why she was so upset. But he did what had to be done. She awoke on the ship to find only her and Riddick. No Imam. No Jack. He had left them behind, on Helion Prime. It was the better decision. The right one. But a hard one, especially for Rynn, to accept and the way Riddick had done it, while she was sleeping, didn't help matters any, but what's done is done and Rynn would have to get over it.

Sighing heavily in the shower, hot water pallets soothingly beating down on her back, holding her tears at bay, she just wished Riddick would have stayed a little longer. To have a proper goodbye. But once the sun went down, like Riddick promised, they vanished.

Good and clean Rynn squeezes the remaining water our of her hair and steps out of the shower wrapping a towel around her. She opens the door and walks in the room where Riddick was lying on the bed, in only his black boxers, showing off that ripped body of his, flipping through the channels of the crumy television. His unoccupied arm was propped behind his head along with a pillow.

Despite that absolutley sexy sight before her Rynn was in no mood to jump his bones. "Comfy?" A snotty attitude in her voice.

"Never get too comfy, Rynn. You know that." A warning and fact.

Rynn decided to try again this time she took a different approach, rather than chewing his head off. "Riddick..." She sweetly started.

"Don't want to hear it, Rynn." He didn't even look away from the televison.

"I just wish we could have stayed with them a little longer." Rynn went and sat on the end of the bed clutching her towel.

"You know that wasn't an option. Safer for them to stay away from us. We got bounties on our heads."

They hadn't even gotten a break from that hellacious planet. No time to breath and they were back to their life running...jumping from planet to planet...running from mercs. No one believed the rumors about them being dead...without their bodies to prove it.

"We still could have stayed." Despite Rynn speaking that under her breath Riddick clearly still heard. "Wonder what their faces looked like? How they felt?"

"Heartbroken. You would have been the same, if not worse, if we stayed. Reason why I told you long ago not to get close."

"You tricked me...while I was asleep." Some disgust and still disbelief in her voice, maybe even some betrayal?

"I did." He confirmed without care. "You fucking yourself unconscious helped. It was the way to leave." He shot a glance her way seeing her blue eyes looking into his cloudy, silver ones, still silently begging to go back. "No." He repeated.

"But Riddick-" Her sweetness gone, that didn't do the trick, she now turned to whinning.

"No, Rynn!" His voice hard. "Your won't get me to cave."

Rynn crawled on top of Riddick, straddling him, as her hands ran over his bare chest suductively. "When I beg you usually give in." She bent down placing a soft kiss to his lips. His lips didn't move. Didn't return the kiss. Her mouth made its way to the side of his neck where she kept leaving pecks of kisses.

Riddick growled, getting annoyed with her. He gripped her arms, pushing her to sit upright, again knowing what she was trying to do and still he wouldn't budge. "Nooo!" Growling out.

She saw a little bit of redness behind the silver shine. She was really getting him angry.

"Ahh...!" A frustrated, high pitched scream came from Rynn. She got off of him, throwing the towel that was around her at him, going for her cloths on the bathroom floor. It took her a mere six seconds to get dressed and out she came storming for the door.

Riddick shot up from the bed, like he had been shot, going for her. She managed to turn the knob, cracking the door ajar before Riddick's hand went above her head, slamming it back shut.

"Get that ass in bed." He demanded, not playing around at all.

She took a deep, calming breath before looking over her shoulder. "I'm going for a walk."

"No your not." Riddick wasn't going to take the chance that she steal a ship and head back to them, even though Riddick was the better pilot than her, she could still manage if she had to, but Rynn really was going for a walk. She needed one. Needed some cool down time.

"Get in bed." He repeated in a calmer voice hoping that would do the trick, trying to meet her half way, to calm her down. "You can take that walk when we leave this place."

Rynn reached up with both her hands pulling on his arm until he removed it from the door. "It can't wait."

"Not wise to defy me, Rynn. I'm in no mood."

Rynn let out a frustrated sigh, replying like she had been defeated by him, but she wasn't. "I'm not defying you."

"Oh?! Than what do you call this?! Another tantrum?"

"Going for a walk. Damn! Can't I go out and get some fresh air without getting ridiculed?"

"No..." Riddick stated flately. "...And I'm not ridiculing you. It's not safe."

Rynn threw her head back, groaning in protest.

"Fine. You wanna go? Go." Riddick returned to the bed flopping down on it, the remote back in his hand not wanting to fight tonight after all they went through, and add the fucking, it just wasn't a good night. He just wanted some peace he rarely got, even if it was a for a short amount of time.

"I'll be back in an hour." She said over her shoulder before shutting the door behind her.

Rynn was on her way back when she heard something down a dark alleyway. She stopped trying to see down it but she didn't have Riddick's eyes. She just continued to walk on alert. She soon got the feeling of being watched. Her pace picked up and she reached around for her shiv but it wasn't there it was back at the room.

"Shit." She cursed.

"Loose something, baby?"

A man's voice got her full attention, but not just any man. She slowly turned around, her suspensions confirmed, as her eyes met the merc.

'Great.' She thought.

"I asked you a question, bitch." He took a puff from his cigar and tossed it to the ground.

"Not smart calling me that, merc. Or haven't you heard?"

"Oooo...I'm shaking in my boots. The whore has threatened me." The merc mockingly laughed at her, blowing out the smoke from the cigar, creeping closer to her, recognizing her as he got closer."Aahh! Your no whore at all. Your Riddick's bitch. Knew the rumors weren't true about you two being dead. My night just got more intersting." A sick smile crossed his face.

"I'm no one's bitch!"

"How sweet. We'll if your no one's bitch I guess no one has claims to you. Gives me more freedom to do what I want with you...and what I want is more green."

"You'll get no money off of me!"

"Be grateful, Rynn. I was going to just rape you but now that I know who you are I've decided to forget about that and collect that sweet $450,000 bounty that's on your head instead. Money talks."

"Give it your best shot!" Rynn took a fighting stance. Her legs spread apart but not too far apart to loose her balance. Her elbows bent and her hands in fists.

The merc reached around and took hold of a six inch blade. A butchers knife.

A sickening feeling weighed heavily in Rynn's stomach, she swallowed hard, but her eyes didn't leave the knife until she gave the merc a good punch to the face.

The merc just laughed it off, despite the bloody nose he got, letting her have the first blow. He retaliated, trying to slice her open but not kill her. She, like Riddick, is not worth a dime if dead. Rynn was getting tired. Fast. Exhausted like Riddick from running and fucking, she was loosing the fight. She hurt the mercs' arm that had the knife in it and she charged full force to him but that was a mistake. Even though his arm was hurt he still managed to connect the blade, even before Rynn could stop him. That six inch blade was aggressively plunged completely into her body. She grunted out and immediately felt the sharp, intense burning sensation in her stomach. She looked down, seeing only the handle of the blade sticking out of her.

The merc stepped forward, pulling the knife out just as aggressively as he stabbed her with it. A slush sound was heard accompanied by her blood gushing out at a rapid pace. Rynn's hands craddled her wound, going down to her knees, knowing she was in trouble.

"Shit!" The merc was the one to curse instead of Rynn, realizing the mistake he had just made.

He lost his cool.

She was loosing blood too quickly and going into shock. He must have severed an artery. He had to get the bleeding to stop or else she would bleed out and die and he wouldn't get a dime from her. But he couldn't do all that out in the open. He needed equipment. Still unhinged, he silently paced back and forth, than circled her and was now standing behind her, scratching his head with the bloody knife, trying to figure out what to do.

"Got to get you back to my ship." The solution finally coming to him.

Rynn heard him while hearing something else. Something that cocked?

A gun.

Her life flashed before her eyes as she thought she was truly done for whispering out her beloved's name.

"He's not here to save you, darlin'. No one is going to save you."

"You better be grateful he isn't. Otherwise your insides would be on the outside!" She managed to snarl out and payed for it.

The gun went off, at close range. The bullet going straight through her shoulder, from back to front.

"Fucking cunt!"

That was the last thing she heard.

Even though the merc stabbed and shot her he had to get one final blow in on her. That blow would come to the back of her head, by the butt of his gun, knocking her out cold.

Riddick unexpectedly fell asleep, awaking an hour later...to an empty bed...to an empty room.

No Rynn.

He knew instinctively something was wrong that more than an hour had passed.

He rushed to put the rest of his cloths on, gather up his knives, and headed out to look for her.

He spent five hours looking for her and in that time he found nothing.

"Wasted hours." Riddick cursed until he got a scent that hit his nose. He followed the scent and it took him to an alleyway, smelling blood.

Rynn's blood.

He kept following her scent a few more feet before stopping cold and looking down. He was standing in the pool of her blood and next to her blood was a single bullett shell.

"Rynn!" He breathed out in horror. Almost like this wasn't real but rather a dream. But it was no dream. His shined eyes searched the area but found nothing more or no one for that matter. He knew it had to have been a merc that got her. There was no other explanation. Some merc, unfortunately, got the better of her and he had to find her before it was too late.

*Well what do you think? You want more? I would love reviews you know.

-Also there is a pic. of Rynn's boots on my profile that rock! They are like her trademark...when it comes to her attire.