Hello! I am excited about this fanfiction, I fucking love Riddick. I tried my best to fit his personality since this is from his POV. I hope it is good so far, I plan on posting the other chapters as soon as I can. This will take place through the most recent Riddick film and then events after. This does have an OC Character, but Smut won't be until later chapters. Lol. Enjoy!

Dedicated to 'MysteryFictions'

Chapter 1:The Animal Types

"And how did you get here?" She asked smugly, staring into my googles with those beautiful yellow like eyes of hers. Her smile was priceless, a smile you certainly wouldn't be able to find in a place like this... On a planet like this. I wondered to myself for a moment how a woman like her could survive in this hostel environment for so long, all on her own to.
Not going to lie, I have seen my fair share of brutes in my time, a lot of them scared of me, a lot of them sexy to me, a lot of them smelling good to me, but this one... There was something about her. How she had snuck up on me in the middle of the night I didn't know. How she had gotten to me without me even knowing her, I didn't know. I knew she had been watching me for quite some time, that I knew, how she watched me suffer for my first few days on this dessert planet. I didn't blame her for it though, I'm betting she hadn't seen anybody else for a long time and not knowing what damage I could be... It was smart of her to lax behind and watch me. It was only the third week when I started finally catching her scent.
Then I finally met her, right here in front of me. She looked quite decent for having to manage for herself. I couldn't see much color, actually I couldn't see color at all, but she certainly was one colorful girl. I told her to describe herself to me and when she did, I almost dropped. Her curves were perfection, her brown hair flowing in ringlets down her shoulders, an auburn like yellow glow in her eyes that managed to go well against her carmel skin, smooth and salty, the way I liked it. Her lips looked plush and soft, I could stare at her all day, imagine what I could do if I could touch her.
She wore the skin of some type of cat like animal, a drape over her shoulders that wrapped nicely around her neck and hung down her back. Her regular clothes were simple, a tan bandana around her neck, tight black tank top that fit very nice to those curves I can't stop thinking about, jungle green baggy cargo pants that were definitely not a females, and black boots that latched up over the cargo pants ending below her knees. She had a various number of hand crafted blades that were holstered to her person, one at each hip, one at each ankle, one to each side of her belly button, and one directly at her back in case anyone decided to get frisky, not that anyone would since no one would be here... Yet.
I looked playfully over my shoulder at her, the dog sitting at my side patiently. She sat casually on the rock a wide smile across her lips and a sly casualness to it, she sat on one knee, her right leg hanging off the rock.
"I was betrayed." I answered hoarsely, hoping she didn't catch the pain within my words, instead she smirked biting her bottom lip and giggling lowly in her throat.
"I hate when that happens." I grew strict again, maybe I should pull some mind games on this mo fo badass Chick and damn she was badass.
"What about you? How did you get here?" She snorted and shrugged leaning to her left a little and crooking her head.
"I don't know. I would rather not say." My lips turned up and I nodded, damn straight.
"Your name?"
"Moon... Or at least that's what they call me." She hopped down from the rock and started taking small steps towards me.
"They?" I questioned looking her figure up and down from head to toe once again before licking my lips at meeting her eyes to eye. She stood in front of me, obviously I was not the only one checking the other out in this conversation.
"I'm alone if that's what your suggesting. The others, the ones that brought me here."
"And why would they do that? Leave you here like scraps." She then looked down at the mutt beside me, crouching down and reaching a hand out for the dog to sniff it. He sniffed it once before imediately moving to lick her cheek, she chuckled, a sweet sound that I actually liked to hear.
"Why would they..." She emphasized 'they'. "... leave you here?" Standing up so she was eye to eye with me again. She was a small thing, I was five inches taller than her maybe even more, yet she didn't even flinch instead she stood a confident woman in front of me, all shits and giggles.
"It's personal." I answered strictly, she lightly beamed at me a prideful expression of sorts. Sweet girl, but I couldn't let myself go again, I couldn't let her into my blind spot, not like I had let them.
"Then that's my answer." She replied softly, her voice was sweet to my ears, but there was more to her, more than I could see for now.
"My names Riddick." She bit her bottom lip again, that particular move sent shivers down my spine, sent shivers right to the-
"I know that's not your first name though... Can I just call you Richard?" She asked, my eyebrows furrowed with confusion. How did she know me? That put me on guard, there were only two type of people that knew me, Mercs, or wimpy civilians who knew Mercs.
"How do you know that?"
"I've been watching you..." I took step forward, she took a step back, her smile fell.
"You can't get my full name just by watching me from afar." She gulped, looking down at the ground, the eye contact had then been lost. She was no mercenary though, no... Not a mercenary and not a wimpy civilian either. "But you aren't a mercenary... So how do you know my name?" She sighed, tensing up and looking to the west the sun already setting.
"Your a wanted man, who doesn't?" I nodded my head and chuckled obnoxiously.
"Good point... Yeah. I suppose you can call me Richard."
"Good." She smiled again, becoming more relaxed once again. "I hate it when people don't use your first name."
"But your first name isn't Moon, that kind of makes you a hypocrite."
"How would you know that Richie?" She turned and started walking towards the sunset, I quickly grabbed my things and started to follow.
"Now, now. We never agreed on Richie."
"Sorry, I have a tendency to make nicknames for people and I believe you would take the nickname Richie over Dick any day." I followed after her, it deemed quite difficult to keep my eyes of the fine ass of hers.
"Why do they call you Moon?" I countered, she seemed cautious of where she stepped, she definitely knew something I didn't about this planet. I followed her footsteps also being cautious of the steps I took.
"Because I like to kill when the moon is at it's peak." I stopped completely staring at her, the dog stopping beside me. She kept walking, finding herself on a rock she turned and smirked at me. "My real name is Tasha." I was caught in a trance, she was undeniably sexy, strong, independent, and she killed, but I'm sure only if she needed to. You know that reminds me, it's been a whole since I've had myself a fine piece of pussy.
"Hmm... Sounds like me and you are going to get along just fine, Moon."
"I suppose so." I started walking on towards her, she placed her hands on her hip and cocked her head.
"Wait a minute." She said, I stopped and stared up at her with a stone expression. "I've got one question for you." She stated, staring down at the dog in a quirky manner.
"I'm listening."
"What's the dogs name?" I looked down at the jackal and chuckled.
"For your information... It's a jackal and his name is..." I took a moment to think about it. "Sweet Spot..." I glared back up at her confused expression. "Sweet spot as in the one just to the left of the spine, fourth lumber down, the abdominal aorta." She took a deep breath and nodded.
"I like that spot."
"I do to." She started walking away again, I followed after and when I stepped up onto the rock she was just gone, I couldn't see her anywhere. She had disappeared, almost as if she turned into thin air.
"Hey?" She called from my left, I looked over at her and smirked, hungry eyes looking her up and down. "What are you doing?"
"I'm following you."
"I never said you could do that."
"You never said anything." She approached me stopping an inch from my face, her scent flowing freely into my nostrils and burning my senses. I sniffed it in heavily, my eyes dizzied and I smirked at the catch of her arousal.
"Well, now I'm saying something. Down boy." She turned and I placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Didn't think I was a dog."
"To me all men are."
"Really? I'll have to keep that in mind when i'm balls deep inside that sweet pussy of yours."
"Really? I'll have to keep that in mind when your on the ground crying for mercy." She then turned leaving me shocked beyond words, she had the style, the personality, the physical and not forget to mention mental strength, definitely a proper mate. Not that I would want a mate in the first place, all of the woman that have ever been associated with me have ended up dead.
"Is that a threat, Moon?" The sun was falling quick and that seemed to catch her attention fast. She stared out as the sun was cut in half by the dessert landscape.
"I have to go... You should to."
"Hopefully see you tomorrow." She looked over her shoulder, if she was leaving me be then she certainly didn't want to kill me, so what was wrong?
"Yeah... Tomorrow." She then was gone, I blinked for one second and she was no longer in my sights. I thought for a moment, considering that she could just be a hallucination of my dream girl, but then I shook the thought off, her scent was still around, still here, your not crazy yet Richard. I walked back to the cave I held a small camp at, the jackal or 'Sweet Spot' his name now, sat down at his defense next to the cave entrance. I never really slept at night, to many voices, to many things on my mind, but it always gave me time to do things, get shit done.
As I was working on me and Sweet Spots meal for tomorrow, peeling away at the flesh of the newly caught fish. I couldn't help but think about her. She made me wonder about things on this planet, question things. I'm considering making a deal with her that way I don't have to worry about her mauling in my sleep, not that she could, I would catch her scent before she could. She knew more about this place than I did and if anything the best thing to do was to get her on my side. Moon... I repeated the nickname in my head more than once, it was either Moon or Tasha and in actuality I preferred the latter, I mean it was logical that if she called me by my first name, I would call her by hers.
I stared at the Moon that lit the entrance to the cave... Moon indeed was a very nice nickname though, the Moon that kills at night.