Title: Siren's Call

Rating: M (for later chapters)

Pairing: Riddick/OC

Tags: Action/Adventure, Romance, some Drama, Sci-fi

Other: Lemons in future chapters

Chapter 1-The Predator is Prey

The streets were quiet and desolate tonight. I thought it would be easier, but it is even harder to stalk my prey. Not that it was easy to begin with. My new charge is named Richard B. Riddick, a murderer and escaped convict. They told me it wouldn't be easy; I didn't listen or just didn't want to believe them. I always get my man, Sirens always do, and I refused to let this one get away. I had been tracking him for months, and I finally am close to him. But something in my gut was telling me something was wrong. He had led me to the quiet, filthy part of town. I thought it was too quiet, and quiet was never a good sign when hunting. Riddick had walked into an empty building. I wonder if he knows I'm following him.

Before I followed him in, I loaded my guns and put on my heat sensing goggles. They told me he had some special vision and could see very well in the dark but not so well in the light, which is probably why he stayed in dark places. I walked slowly inside and looked carefully around. I stayed close to walls and pillars; I wanted to make sure my back was covered as much as possible. I kept looking around. No trace of Riddick. Tracking him was like tracking a ghost. No one has ever been this hard to find. I heard a noise and looked in that direction. It was just a rat. I found a stairwell and quickly walked to the next level of the abandoned building.

On the other side of the hallway a door was slightly opened. I checked some of the other doors; they were locked. I braced myself and crept slower down the hall toward the room. I walked inside. It was empty. Then the door slammed behind me. I turned around to look, and then someone grabbed me from behind. I felt a cold piece of metal press up against my throat. I moved my neck back to try to avoid the blade. "So they're sending women after me now," his voice was low and his breath was hot on my ear. I let my guns drop to show him that I had surrendered. They told me if he ever caught me that he would kill me, but I was still willing to try. "Giving up so easy? I thought this was gonna be fun. Just can't find good Mercs now."

"I'm not a Merc."

"Then who are you? And why you been following me?"

"Jazmine Lionheart. I'm a Siren."

"What the fuck is a Siren?"

"A woman in an organization made up of all women that hunt certain men."

"And you were after me? One woman to get me? What do you want me for?"

"It's not my job to deal with the charges. I only deliver."

"What do you get out of it? You risk your life and you don't know what they do with the men you hunt."

"It's not my business to know. I follow orders and get paid for the charges I bring in alive."

"So you weren't here to kill me? Just capture me," he chuckled. "I wouldn't mind being taken captive by a group of women, especially if they all look like you." I could feel my heart speed, but I didn't know why. But he did have me thinking, what did they do with all of the men I brought in? He was the first criminal I've ever hunted; everyone else was from different backgrounds, but not criminals.

I decided not to worry about that now; instead I tried to figure out a way to live to see another day. I tried to remain calm. I could feel his chest moving as he breathed; he was so close to me, and it didn't seem like he wanted to let me go any time soon. I looked to see which of my guns were closer and it there were any windows around. I could jump out of a story building and get away. I just had to figure out how to get out of his grasp. My head was close to his clavicle; all I had to do was hit him just right and put enough force on the pressure point in the center where the bone was the weakest. He would move back and I would have my chance.

I did it as quick as I could. I managed to get free, but the gun was farther away than I thought. He recovered quicker than I had expected and pinned me to the floor. I gasped as he ripped the goggles off of my face. I small him give me a small smile. "You're bold. I like that in a woman." I struggled to break free, but he held me firmly to the cold stone floor. My back instinctually arched away from the cold causing my breast to press into him. His smile grew larger. "Here's a plus to havin' a woman chasin' me. And you'd definitely be a waste to kill." I gave him a quizzical look, though I wasn't sure if he could see my face. I wondered how he could be thinking about sex under these conditions. I was tracking him to take him captive, and instead of trying to kill me he was trying to have sex with me here in this abandoned building. It went against everything I was told about him; from what I could see, he wasn't the ruthless bastard they'd led me to believe he was. Or maybe this was a ruse.

He leaned his face in closer to mine. I was too astonished by his behavior to react. Suddenly there was a loud sound coming from the other side of the door. We both looked in the direction of the source of the sound. "Looks like we have company." He gave me a quick peck on the lips, "Next time." He was off of me and out the window in less than ten seconds. I grabbed my gun and went to the window. I looked out and saw him running down the barren streets. The door in the room burst open. I looked. A group of men in dark uniforms had their guns aimed at me.

"Don't move," one yelled. I quickly jumped out the window and ran back to my ship. Damn, I almost had him. And now I had to track him again. I had to prepare better for the next encounter.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed reading this. Please let me know what you think. I love constructive criticism. I'll try to update soon.