The crashing of glass startled Jack to attention. Sita ran into her room. "Jack! There are men in the house!" Jack hadn't felt this kind of adrenaline in years. She reached under her pillow and grasped the shiv she had never touched before then. All the things Riddick had taught her were back, unfaded from deepest part of her mind. She moved out into the hallway, saw Imam at the end, trying to fix a vidscreen to call for help. That wasn't going to work. She motioned to him and Sita to hide somewhere before she flung her body over the stairs and landed on the floor below.

"It's rude to come into people's houses uninvited." Suddenly, she was the smartass kid she used to be, practicing the things Riddick had drilled into her.

"That's the girl, they want her alive." One man rushed her, almost catching her off guard. She was a bit rusty after all. But she stepped to the side and sliced through his stomach, leaving his bowels to empty on the floor.

"Who's next?" she took her stance, ready, loving the fire in her veins, remembering the power she had loved as a kid. Two more men charged at her and she round kicked on and shoved her knee into another throat, collapsing his windpipe.

"Bitch! Get her!" more men came at her.

"Jack!" Imam had called out to her and she glanced up for a split second. But that was all these mercs needs, they knocked her to the ground and shoved a needle into her neck. Jack screamed out in pain.

"Tie her up and kill the other two." Were the last things she heard, Imam's face the last thing she saw before her vision tunneled and faded.

"Wake up you stupid bitch!" a switch kick to her stomach and she was wide awake, her vision still blurry from the drugs.

"So this is her is it? Aren't eighteen year olds supposed to have a bit more body? Are you sure it's her?"

"Look at the picture dumb shit, it's her. Why the fuck should I care that she looks like a twelve year old boy? We're gonna drop her off and collect our pay."

"Wh-what do you want?" Jack had managed to say, stumbling to her knees. These fuckers had chained her to the floor.

"Don't act stupid. We know who you are Jackie girl and we know who you know." A thin man fiddled with a knife as he said this, his voice taking on a sing-song tone.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a eighteen year old girl, what could I know that you could possible need?" Find out what they want and act like you don't have it.

"Don't lie you little bitch!" the one with the knife stood and slapped her, cracking her lip open.

"Dave! Watch yourself." That had to be their captain, otherwise the man would not have backed down like he did.

"Listen, Jack. I know what you're trying to do so I'll just save you the trouble and tell you what's going on here okay?"

Jack nodded slowly.

"We know that you know Richard B. Riddick. We know he lived with you for a number of months. We know you have information about him."

"You don't know shit. Yeah, I've met Riddick but that son-of-a-bitch died back on T3! It was all over the papers, not that I expect mercs to know how to read." She spat at his feet. She hated mercs, maybe even more then Riddick did.

"Listen honey, no one here is going to hurt you while I'm still in command. This is my ship and we're just trying to make an honest living."

"By kidnapping teenagers?" at this, the captain smiled.

"Well at least you're witty. Not a bad fighter either, from what I heard. I didn't think it would take so many men to take you down." Suddenly, Imam came to her mind.

"Imam! Sita! You killed them!" without warning, tears sprung to her eyes. The captain's brow furrowed and he turned to the men behind him.

"I told you guys only to get the girl, not to kill anyone, especially not her guardians."

"They were going to get in the way boss."

"He was a god damn holy man! Are you fucking stupid?!" Jack looked up at this. And noticed the thin man looking back at her, licking his lips in a way that Jack had seen too many times in her young life.

"What are you looking at?" she spat at him, drawing the attention of the captain.

"Dave, leave her alone. While she's on my ship, she's under my protection. The government wants her unharmed so unchain her, clean up her cuts and lock her in my cabin and if anything happens to her I'll make sure you pay for it myself. The government will be the last of your worries." The government? Jack kept her eyes downcast as she was unchained and led down the hall to the infirmary.