I DO LOVE FEEDBACK . SO LAY IT ALL OVER ME! MY BAD. WRONG CHOICE OF WORDS. HA HA HA. WHO AM I KIDDING. ANYWAY. I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER.

Riley's POV

Dream

"Riddick." I call, leaning against a doorframe of our wood cabin while rubbing my swollen stomach, felling a kick brush my hand. The air is warm with the smell of winter approaching from the west and a fall storm coming from the south.

Looking at Riddick I can't help but smile.

A girl of about five hangs from one of his arms while a small boy of maybe three, is hugging his leg while sitting on his foot.

The girl has my flaming red hair and pale skin sporting small fox ears and a tail. She's wearing a green shirt with black pants with sturdy black boots. The boy on the other hand deep brown hair that has red highlights and tan skin. He's wearing black pants with a black shirt and black boots like his sister.

At my voice, the three turn to face me with smiles on their faces.

"Mommy!" The little boy yells, letting go of Riddick and running for me. I bend down a little to catch his small form as he leaps into my arms and hugs me. I rest him on my hip as another pair of arms wrap around my body. I look down to spot the little girl hugging me while rubbing my stomach with her own little hand.

"When will the pup stop hiding and come out?" She asks making a deep chuckle come from behind me.

I look up to see Riddick wrap his arms around my shoulders and rubbing the girls head.

"Yeah. When will the pup come out of hiding? I'm ready to have my mate back." He say, whispering the last part in my ear making me shiver.

"When the pup is ready, darling." I tell her, pushing her into the cabin while pushing her brother behind her inside.

"Dinner is on the table. Clean up before you sit down." I order them as I hear moans or complaining.

The arm around my shoulders drops to my hips as I turn to look at my mate.

"So. Two months? Three?" He asks, nuzzling into my shoulder. I rest my hands on his shoulders and push him back so I can see his goggle covered eyes.

"One and a half. And ready to have your mate back? Honey I've always been yours for the taking." I whisper as he grins before kissing me with so much love behind it my knees melt.

We must have been kissing for awhile because the next thing we hear is this loud, "Ewwww." Making us pull part to look at the door to the cabin. Both kids are making disgusted faces while looking at each other.

Riddick gives a loud laugh as we both turn to chase them inside as the sun started to set.

End dream

I wake with a start, staring at what looks to be bars. Bars? I sit up with some difficulty because of my stomach and I see that it has grown. It looks about how an eight month pregnant human looks. How long have I been out? I look around to see that I was laid down on a mat inside a three foot high cage. I rub my stomach as I hear a pair of heels head toward my direction. They get louder till I see feet right in front of me.

I look up to see a very tan, almost carmel, looking woman wearing a dress that looks to be made out of some kind of scales. She has black liner around her eyes that seem to have been burned into the skin as well. The cracked and dry skin as well as her smell telling me that she's dead. A necromonger.

"Oh look, the breeder bitch has graced us with her presence." She growls down at me making my ears lay back and me to hiss.

"Now now. You can't be doing that. Your a present for the lord marshal. He has been looking for the last of the shifter kind for centuries. You will bring my husband honor and glory when you are given to the lord as a gift. Your children will be great sport." She almost purrs making me growl.

She laughs down at me before walking away. I yell at her and I see her slightly flinch but she keeps walking. Going back to her precious little husband. No doubt.

Riddick where are you?

RIDDICK'S POV

I jerk awake, turning to spot a Necromonger taking off rings and placing them on a table. I stand and what happened next was a blur of words and information before he went out into the burning sun, melting in the heat. Riley. I run over what he told me what they were going to do to her. Shifters come at a high price, and she's the last of her kind. Any pup she bares will be sold or raised then killed for sport. Not going to happen. Not to Riley. I will not loose. Her or the pup.

Riley's POV

I hit the bars to my cage before I feel something break inside me, sending water all over the mat I'm sitting on. The next scream that leave my mouth is not of anger, but pain.

I scream as I grab the bars next to me, feeling a sharp pain that moves from my back and around my body. The pain finally goes down and I look at the cage bars, only to see that I have severely bent a bar creating an opening that if I wasn't pregnant, I could squeeze through. I look at the bar next to it and grab it just in time for the pain to hit me again. All I felt was pain and the bar moving in my hand. As the pain lets up again, I see that I have enough space to crawl out.

"Not yet pup. Just hold on a little longer till we find daddy. We find daddy and you can come out as fast as you want." I whisper, feeling the pain lessen somehow. I finally stand up and lean against the wall, looking up and down the hallway. Shouldn't their be guards? I wonder, looking at the deserted hallway.

I close my eyes and listen to the ship around me. It seems empty till I hear it. Yelling and the sound of fighting. Who in the world would be dumb enough to fight these people? I think till it hits me. Riddick.

I walk down the hallway, stopping every couple feet to breath and go through a small contraction. Slowly, I make it to a doorway that opens into a huge space that looks something like a thrown room. I look around and spot an older woman in white that seems to not belong in this place.

A contraction hits me making me groan a little as I lean over my knees and into the wall. The small sound seems to catch the woman's attention and she turns to spot me in pain. Her eyes widen as she glides toward me before grabbing my arm, helping lead me away from the throne room.

"Riddick." I whisper to the woman making her pause and look at me with questioning eyes.

"Is that him? Please. I need my mate." I say as another contraction makes me growl from deep in my chest.

"Mate. Of course." She whispers before turning us to head into the now silent throne room. The Necromongers were kneeling down on the floor. They parted for as we walked in and strait to the center of the room. The crowd opens up and I see him. Riddick, sitting in the throne with a dead man and a dead Kyra laying on the floor. A whimper leaves my lips at the sight of Kyra, making Riddick's head shoot up, spotting my huffing and sweating form. He rushes to me and wraps his arms around my hurting body. Just as his smell hits me, I scream, making Riddick and everyone in the room flinch before the room goes black.

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