AN: Enjoy the chapter.

Upon the request by Aereon, Riddick gathered supplies for her small group of hooded minions to accompany them on this mission. Each one pledged his loyalty to Aereon and swearing to kill Vakko when they found him. Riddick hated how they mindlessly followed her.

The elemental handed a slip of paper to Riddick as they boarded the small ship. "These are the coordinates."

Riddick glanced at it. "Are you kidding? If we're following this damn map, then this is middle of fucking nowhere."

Aereon nodded. "That Necro is following a wild goose. This source shall keep our course true."

Riddick leaned against the hull. "A map expert or a legend expert?"

She folded her hands. "You may ask when we arrive."

Riddick didn't care for the small sandy planet they were heading towards. It was a notorious smuggling planet; even Mercs used it sometimes. He avoided it well enough because it was always bright as fuck on this planet. It wasn't very close to a sun, but close enough to give him a damned headache even with his goggles.

The elemental seemed to know exactly where they needed to go. She even provided which village the source was located. It was high noon in the little village they arrived in. Riddick chose to keep the Necro helmet on over his goggles, hoping it kept out a lot of the sun's rays. The market place was bustling with vendors and customers. She stopped towards the end of the lane. "We're seeking a merchant named Charlie Burns."

Riddick scoffed behind the metallic grate of the helmet. "This is obviously a fake. Is that the only alias we have?"

She raised a brow. "Indeed." Aereon closed her eyes for a moment. Quickly, she turned. The elemental didn't leave footprints in the sand as she led Riddick and her guards. "This way."

A young boy sat in a chair propped against the side of the building. He was leaning back, a hat covered his face to block the sun.

Riddick kicked the chair, startling the boy. "Where is Burns?"

The boy scrambled to his feet, smashing the ball cap to his skull. "Who wants to know?"

Riddick grabbed his shirt. "Aren't you a bit young to be giving me the run-around?"

Aereon sighed. "Put him down. Are you here alone, boy?"

The boy stared at the old woman for a second. "Does it matter?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Please, go get Charlie."

The boy raised his hand above his eyes to block the glare, and looked beyond the group. "Follow me."

He led them around the building to a high fence. On the other side was a large garage. It was a lot quieter inside the metal walls; the wind only whistled lightly. It had more space than it seemed from outside; several space vehicles and aircrafts were stored in here. Riddick wondered what sort of cargo this Charlie Burns dealt.

There was a woman who seemed to be in the process of moving a stack of cargo boxes off one of the crafts. She was sitting at a table with an inventory list. Her dark wavy hair was put up out of her face. Her body looked toned; he wondered what sort of recreation she did for that. She was dressed in loose fitting pants and a vest with many pockets.

She stopped reading and looked up when she saw the group approaching. She wiped the back of her hand on her forehead. "Jordan, what's going on?"

Jordan gulped. "They're looking for Charlie."

The woman's eyes widened. "Go inside. Now." She looked up at Riddick. "We don't deal with Necros. Besides, Charlie isn't here."

Riddick grinned. "What makes you think we're Necros?"

She frowned. "Your armor makes you stick out like a sore thumb."

She turned back to her clipboard, but Riddick pushed it back down on the table. "Now, for whatever reason, you hate Necros. I do too. Which is why I need your help."

A look of disgust crossed her face. "Nothing in this world could possibly make me want to-" She stopped mid word as Aereon removed her hood, exposing her face, and making the woman speechless.

Aereon crossed her arms. "How are things faring for you on this planet, Charlie?"

Charlie mirrored the older woman. "What do you want here?"

"I need information about the Furyan scroll."

Charlie laughed. "No such things exists." She grabbed a rag to wipe her hands. "Besides, you're working for a damn Necro. I won't help; you know that."

Aereon took in a deep breath. "Riddick is not one of them."

Riddick removed his helmet, and her jaw dropped momentarily. She looked truly afraid as she leaped to her feet, casuing her chair to make a loud noise as the feet dragged on the concrete. "You need to leave! Do not come back here again!"

Riddick looked confused. What was she so afraid of?

Aereon put a hand on his arm. "Give us a minute." She turned back to Charlie as the Lord Marshall walked along the fence of the yard.

Charlie glared at him as he moved, spoke to the elemental. "Why did you do this? He is not welcome here."

"You are the only one with knowledge of the scroll. You've been searching for it yourself."

Charlie slammed her fist on the table. "Yes, years ago! The scroll took up my life for a long time. But I didn't find it. Because it doesn't exist! I moved on." She paused, deep in thought. "I will not have you abruptly appear like this and uproot my life. I like what I've got going here."

Aereon raised a brow. "There's a new development. I've acquired a map to the scroll's location." She motioned for Riddick to return, and held out her hand. "The map, please."

Charlie looked shocked; she took the paper from the elemental carefully, as if it would crumble in her grasp. She set it down carefully on the table. "Where did you get this?"

Riddick mumbled. "A Necro found it. And now we're trying to beat him to it."

Charlie gasped. "A Necro already has this information? Why are you still standing here? Get going."

Aereon smiled. "By all means, then lead the way."

Charlie paused, the excitement on her face suddenly vanished. "I know what you're trying to do. I am not helping you."

Furya was a distant place that that almost none remembered. Furya didn't have much of a hold on Riddick; it was only important because Aereon said it was. But he was not going to let anyone destroy it before he found out for himself what Furya truly meant. And this damn woman was not going to prevent Riddick in any way.

Riddick punched the metal fence as he overheard the conversation. "Why the hell not? What makes you so special? You see what we have and know what the Necros are capable of. If we don't, then Furya will be destroyed."

Charlie stayed quiet. His words hung in the air. He took off his goggles to stare her in the eyes. "Do it for whatever fucking reason lets you sleep at night."

Charlie gazed up into his shinned eyes. A wave of sadness came over her. "What did the universe do to you?

AN: I hope the story is more interesting now that there's more than one chapter. Please let me know what I need to improve upon.