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TotallyRiddickObsessed: Is that what is said was her name in the credits? Hmm…I've heard different Arabic names in my life and the male version is Aziz, whereas the female is Aziza. I just figured "ziza" was like a shorter version that ya know parents call you sometimes. But I'll fix it if you really think it's deters from the story ;-)

Dog-demon-emiko: yea I didn't understand that as well, I'm sure the argument would have been that Riddick would never have returned to Helion if she wasn't on that necro ship but even I find a way of getting around that :-P (hopefully I can find a way around the harder part of the Lord Marshal :-S )

feel free to review I know where this is going but any comments would help :-P

Riddick stared out at the spot where the Purifier finally succumbed to the planet's lethal sunrays. He reached down to take the knife and turned to find a seemingly unarmed Kyra leaning against the hull of the ship. "Ready to go?" she said casually. A growl rumbled in his throat again as he said simply, "You're not coming."

It was Kyra's turn to growl, as her eyes became slits, not unlike a cat before pouncing on an insolent mouse. "A little late for concern over my wellbeing isn't it? What's next? Honor and Compassion?" she snickered. She knew from his lack of control earlier that he felt something for her and Imam, and that she was the reason he had come to Crematoria. She caught her breath as a look of hurt over her comment flashed in his eyes before he turned his head and walked to close the hanger doors again. Damn you, Riddick, damn you for caring. She guiltily thought, and damn me for shooting you down.

As he prepped the ship and hanger in silence his mind raged. You idiot, you know she's right, fuck! His hand tightened on the controls as he checked for any damages caused by the shoot out. Why the HELL am I doing this? He shouted to himself, but looking over at her out of the corner of his eye, he knew. I'm doing this for her, because she wants it. She's all I got left. But there's something more… His nose filled with the scent of her and he caught himself wanting her, causing his body to tense, as he chided himself over such thoughts.

She had seen that sideways glance that Riddick tried to hide, and felt a new kind of tension layer the air, letting her senses take this in she felt the electricity of excitement radiate off him for a brief moment, quickly masked. She had learned in prison how to recognize such things so as to judge who was most dangerous to her; swallowing hard she couldn't help but think that if Riddick had advanced on her whether or not she'd resist. Pushing the heat of desire down as well she moved outside to get some air.

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As they pulled out of the hanger into the night of Crematoria plans flew into Riddick's mind. Riddick knew that he most likely could sneak into the Necropolis, but that Kyra with her slight form would never be able to pull it off. There you go again, his mind taunted, you know she's not a little girl anymore, more like a wild tiger. Besides didn't she say it herself? She's a new animal… Riddick's body tensed again as if the beast within him was already making claims to this "new animal."

She watched Riddick as he set course for Helion Prime. Her suspicions were confirmed as she watched him tense again with that smell of animal lust barely controlled, radiating off of him. I don't fucking believe it, she thought, He wants me. Me… She snorted. The man she had worshipped and adored now tensed at the smell of her. She let a smile cross her lips; she actually had an advantage over Riddick, the most feared murderer in all the known systems. In the back of her mind she pushed back the thoughts that whispered her shared lust.

"Look we've gotta have a plan if we're going to New Mecca." She stated matter-of-factly into the silence, as if neither of them knew what was really going on in each other's minds.

"I have a plan." Riddick retorted. "It's called get Ziza and her mother, then get the fuck out of New Mecca." Kyra snorted once more, Oh yea, that's just brilliant Riddick. Leaning on Riddick's chair she lowered herself to his ear so soundlessly that he barely knew she was there until her hair fell next to his face. Looking into his eye without any fear, she let her scent wash over him. "Just brilliant." She said as she moved silently again, strapping herself in and turning on the cryo-sleep.

Riddick nearly choked back a growl of pleasure in response to her closeness, but in a flash she was gone just as quick. Slamming down the cryo-sleep device he let the coldness wash over him.

Sorry this chapter is short but I don't want long draws between just so that I can make the chapter 1,000 words lol. Next one will either be short or super long, so bear with me ppl! Thanx to the reviewers!