(Disclaimer: I own none of the Pitch Black or the COR characters. I wouldn't mind owning Riddick though.)

"I... remember. I remember it." My voice cracking from the tears.

"Why? Why did you do it? How did you do it?" Joseph asked wrapping his arms around me.

"I don't know. This pain went through my head and..." I couldn't finish because I realized what had happened. Tears fell down my cheeks in floods.

"What?" Joe asked looking into my eyes.

"I think... that the pain given to me by him, it just made me click. Like it was me but... an animal. And he didn't fight with his all, like he wanted me to kill him." I wiped my eyes.

"I think this belongs to you." He handed me the shiv I used to kill Riddick.

"Thanks." I took a step or two backwards and looked at the shiv still covered in Riddick's blood. I raised my arm and came down on Joe hard and fast. The shiv penetrated his chest like a watermelon. I pulled back the shiv, as he fell to the floor. I ran out of the apartment leaving him for dead.

I dressed as he did, black wife-beater, night shade pants, and combat boots; with the shiv in the right boot, still being able to be taken as a guy. I hid in a ship headed for Helion Prime. Didn't think anyone would think to look for me there. I sat in a corner of the storage area staring at the opposite corner, as a figure clouded the little light from the door to the room. I stood up quickly in a fighting stance Riddick taught me.

"I didn't come to fight." Riddick's voice filled the room. I thought it was just my imagination. I stepped out from behind the box and there he stood tall and proud with his hands behind his back and his feet spread.

"Uh...wh...You're dead." I said not relaxing my grip around the shiv. Then he was gone, no trace of him being there. I backed up slowly and returned to my corner. I snuck around the ship for food, for the month it took to get to Helion Prime but that was it, I didn't do any exploring. I got off the ship and wondered the city when the sun went down. I walked through alleys and people. A drunken man stepped in front of me and swung a fist; I ducked and pulled out my shiv sliding it across his stomach slicing his gut open. Blood and guts went everywhere, but somehow missed me. I quickly walked away from the bleeding man. No regret, no remorse, no sadness, no nothing, no emotion whatsoever to show to the man I just sentenced to death. I put the shiv back in my boot and walked through another group of people. The crowd started to split in places as PPP's came towards me. One came up from behind; I got him in the sweet spot as Riddick would say, again... nothing to feel for the man lying on the ground bleeding to death. I was on a killing spree not carrying who or when I killed. I ran into a completely dark alley twisting and turning to be sure I couldn't be found. I leaned against a wall and slide to the ground breathing hard, my heart pumping with adrenaline. I stood up to walk away and when I headed in the direction I was going there he was again.

"What do you want?" I asked staring at the ground.

"You need to stop." His voice booming with anger.

"Stop what? I'm having the time of my life." My eyes facing him but my head didn't move.

"Don't fuck up your life like I did."

"It's a little late for that. It was fucked up when you left mom."

"Stop before it catches up." He gave me a stern look and then he was gone.

"Mom, why couldn't you be here? Why did you have leave me with that son-of-a-bitch? See where it's led me." I walked forward till I found a dumpster full of cardboard and paper so I jumped in and fell asleep. I didn't dream, didn't sleep very long, an hour... maybe less. The air was thin and smells of love and hate filled the air.

"I play the hand that was dealt. Then I cheat." Riddick's voice came through the walls of the dumpster like water through a screen.

"Stop following me." I screamed at him in an annoyed voice.

"I'm not following you. I'm attached to you. I'm gonna keep coming around until what needs to be done is done."

"What need's to be done?" I sat up and started to climb out of the dumpster to find Riddick squatting on the ground with the earth (sand) in his hand.

"You need to be stopped." Riddick said as Jack walked up beside him and he slung his arm around her shoulders as they stood side-by-side in the dark.

"Karee honey, you need to stop and go back." Jack walked up to me and put her hand on my cheek then placed it back at her side.

"Go back to where it started." Riddick finished. "Where all this began."

"Why? I'm never gonna be what you want me to be. Never have been, never will be." I looked at Riddick with a look of hate and care at the same time. "I will become the new Riddick." I took off running, I wanted to get as far as I could as fast as I could. But I ran into a little problem...cops.

"Slice B Raven?"

"No..." I said giving the man with the gun a stare of death as Riddick had done many a times. "It's Riddick, Richard B. Jr." The man started laughing at me. "You ever wonder what Riddick would do to you if you laughed at him?" I asked looking at the man through my goggles.

"No, what?" He asked being a smart ass.

"This." I pulled out the shiv and sliced open his corroded artery. Then more PPP's arrived as I stood crouched over the dead body, their guns on me like flies on shit. "You want me? Your gonna have to catch me." I grabbed a pipe leading up the building I had been cornered in, I made my way to the roof and jumped four or five roofs to get to the Hanger to steal a ship and get the fuck outta there. I'm sitting in space nowhere to go but to a slam. Mercs on my ass, I don't know how he did it. I keep thinking one of these day's a merc is gonna come up behind me and blow my fucking head off.

"I spent six months with you and you just leave me. Then you come back a year later."

"I was being selfish as I had been for years." He's standing there with his shining eyes on me.

"Where am I going?" My eyes are welling up.

"Go back to where it began, where the pain began." He disappeared.

I guess now I go home, home where I killed my mom, dad, and boyfriend. Go home to where I became a killer.

AN: Hope you like. I have a lot of time on my hands and a lot of ideas. R&R