Alright! On to chapter 2~

"Tell us what we want to know!" The man demanded and punched Nora in the stomach. She grit her teeth. Nothing came out for 5 hours, nothing would come out for 5 millenniums. "Ugh! The only thing I'm doing is bruising my own hands! Bring in the runt!" Nora's head shot up.

"You told me, you'd let her go since I came quietly!" She screamed.

"Yeah, well, I lied." Nora looked at him in pure horror. The horror turned to anger.

"If you do anything to her, I'll rip your fucking throat out! You hear me?" Another punch to the ribs.

"Give me the information I seek, and nothing'll happen to her." He sneered.

"Okay…I'll tell you…" She sounded completely broken, defeated, small, weak. "Our mother brought us here." He hit her in the stomach. She was sure she had bruised ribs, if not broken, or cracked from being punched so much.

Suddenly, two men stood in front of Nora, holding Kizzie out of her reach.

"Kiz!" Nora screamed. Kizzie's face was tear stained.

"Nora…tell them…" she sobbed.

Nora was torn. "Okay…I will…" She stopped to breathe.

"Why'd ya stop?" Another punch to the ribs. Nora started feeling the pain, and it cause her throat to swell.

"Alright. She's not talking." The man grabbed a knife. Nora looked up, just as the man made his way to Kizzie.

Wordlessly, he sliced her throat. The life left her blue eyes, and she slumped in the men's grip, staring accusingly at Nora.

Seeing someone you love get killed isn't what they actually say its like. Its not in slow motion, it's fast, so fast you can't do anything to stop it. You remember though. Every detail, they way they looked before…and after, they way they sounded, smelled, the pain you feel. It replays in slow motion, and when it does, it feels like getting a piece of your soul ripped out of your very body. It gives you rage, complete and total rage. You don't care who you hurt, you want to hurt everyone, make him or her feel the pain you're feeling. You want to kill everything around you.

Nora couldn't see, couldn't hear, feel, taste, and smell. Everything became a blur. Breaking the chains that bound her to the wall, stealing the knife, killing everyone in the room, breaking out of that killing room.

Things started slowing down once she was shot in the back with some kind of tranquillizer dart.

Nora pulled the shot out of her shoulder, and threw it on the ground in disgust.

Suddenly, she was taken down. Her face slammed into the ground. Paying no mind to the pain, she struggled against them. Pushing and screaming, and when the knife had been taken from her, clawing.

They picked her up, carried her a few minutes, and then threw her into a cell, slamming the door shut behind her.

They all stared at Nora; her eyes were wild, craving revenge.

"Hey." A deep voice wrapped around her. She turned around and looked into the darkness, seeing no man. She darted her eyes back and forth until a man came out of the dark. He's tall, well built, bald, and with goggles on.

Nora snarled almost animal like and the man smiled.

"Hopefully they'll kill each other." She heard one of the men say. She snapped her attention back to them and hurled herself at the bars, trying to strike them by sticking her arms out.

"Hey." His voice was in her ear now and his arms wrapped around her. Binding her arms to her sides and pulling her gently away from the bars.

Nora struggled against him the whole time he held her. Finally he grew impatient.

"Calm down!" He snapped. Nora went limp, listening to him. His grip slackened.

"Dumb bitch. She musta killed at least 23 people." Riddick listened intently to what the guards said.

"Shit. What the hell set her off?"

"No one knows, she just busted out of the room, and killed everyone in sight. Some how she managed to slip past all the guards and everything." He said his voice had a slight tremor.

"Hm…I kinda don't wanna guard these two. He's a known killer, and she's…psychotic." They feared both of them.

Riddick smiled and looked down at the girl in his arms. 'Good. She'd take another chance to kill to get out of here, I'm sure.'

Nora paid attention to everything. From what the guards were doing, to what they smelled like to what the man holding her was doing. Just because she went slack doesn't mean she was done inflicting damage.

She felt her captors grip completely slacken, and in seconds she had one of the guards throat in her hands, ripping at his trachea. The other guard emitted a small scream before the man in the cell with her was on him.

She looked at him, he nodded and she grabbed the guard's keys, then unlocked it and darted out. She ran threw the halls again, only this time she had a man at her side the whole time, but this man seemed to have her back.

Nora was still filled with rage when a man and a TV stopped her. There, on the screen was Kizzie, and then the man who slit her throat. She froze.

Riddick ran at the man. He hit him, and took out the TV as well. Nora started moving again, fighting tears.

"Hey," Riddick called to her. "I know how to get out of here. Come with me."

Nora didn't care, she ran after him. Spirals stepped out then. Someone had called them. Nora saw them and kicked one in the face, sending him flying into others.

White-hot pain sent her to the ground as she cried out. Riddick turned and lifted her to her feet, the shot just grazed her shoulder, but it might need stitches later.

"Come on!" He screamed, and took off down a corridor, Nora hot on his heels.

Suddenly, someone tackled Riddick and he went down, Nora tripping over the two men fighting. She fell awkwardly and ran into a steel cart, slicing just above her hip.

"Fuck! Come on!" She screamed and grabbed the man's hair and pulled him off Riddick. "Die you sick fuck!" She snarled and shoved part of the cart into his face. He fell back and Riddick admired her handiwork.

"Interesting choice…" He said, and smirked at her. He looked at her and noticed she was bleeding from several places, and was covered in blood. 'Gotta get her outa here…' He thought.

"Come on." He grabbed her arm, where she wasn't cut, and they ran into the port.

He looked around for his ship, and finally spotted it. "Let's go." Right as soon as they made it to the ship and he was punching in the code to get on, shots were fired, and Nora was shot.

"Ugh!" She collapsed and Riddick grabbed her, and then ran into the safety of the ship. He set her down in the chair to the right of the lock and closed the door.

Nora watched Riddick move around the ship, and get it going. Once he finally sat down and started taking off; she felt the loss of her only family. Her little sister, whom she swore she'd protect.

She got up, and walked over to the man who saved her life.

"Thanks." Her voice was quiet, with a rough undertone. Riddick turned around and looked at her.

"You should let me fix those." He almost whispered.

Nora shook her head. "Is there a shower in here?" Riddick nodded. "I'm gonna have a shower." He didn't stop her as she walked to the back of the ship.

"What happened to you?" He called to her.

"Nothing short of what happened to you I'm sure." She replied, shut the bedroom door, and stripped. Her clothes stuck to her bruised and bloodied body. She didn't even examine herself as she got in the shower, the hot water running over her body, making her cringe.