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"I'm going to go find Riddick and Imam." I said as I got up and walked towards the door. We had made it back home but we had been waiting far too long for them to show up.

"Deja, wait." Lajjun said as she walked up to me leaving Ziza where she was.

"What?" I asked wanting to find the two men.

"Be careful." She said with a smile. I gave her a nod and ran out of the house. I ran almost back to where we had come from as I heard Imam yell. I ran dodging the guards I heard coming my way by climbing walls and running along the building tops and people's balconies. I heard Riddick before I saw him. He was leaning over a balcony looking at the ground below. I walked up next to him and saw Imam, dead on the ground below.

"God dammit." I muttered. Riddick looked at me with the same emotion crossing over his features. He leaned down and grabbed Imams necklace that was in a puddle of his own blood.

"Where is his family?" Riddick asked.

"At their place, they're going to the shelter first thing tomorrow morning." I said. Riddick nodded and walked back to their house. He left Imams necklace hanging on the broken door.

"I hope you said your goodbyes." He said. I nodded as we took off down the street.

"Where are we going?" I said as the sun began to rise.

"Let's go meet the enemy." He said with his gruff voice. No emotion laced it what so ever. I looked up at him with a little bit of worry then stopped and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and focused on my surroundings. I could hear soldiers still moving about, people sneaking about trying to hide, and then—

"There." I pointed down a street. "There is a building over there that they're keeping possible converters."

"You sure?" Riddick asked.

"Pretty positive." I said as we marched on in silence.

"I'm sorry about Imam." Riddick said.

"He's not the first person we've lost and it won't be the last. I want to get to the bottom of this mess. I want to end this Necromonger business whether it really is my destiny to do so or not." I said. Riddick smiled down at me.

"You're sexy when you're determined." He said as we brought our hoods up over our heads and walked into a building that had pretty much the neighborhood in it. Everyone stood around talking about the invasion as a bunch of men in strange uniforms walked in. One began to speak to the crowd, oddly he wasn't the leader he was a follower.

"In this 'verse, life is antagonistic to the natural state." The man said as he and another man stood in the middle of the building. "Here, humans in all their various races are a spontaneous outbreak an unguided mistake. Our purpose is to correct that mistake. Because there is another 'verse a 'verse where life is welcomed and cherished. A ravishing ever-new place called UnderVerse." Everyone began to murmur at the man I shifted my weight to Riddick but he wasn't there he was standing about 30 or so feet from me.

"But the road to that 'verse crosses over the threshold."

"THRESHOLD! TAKE US TO THE THRESHOLD!" All of the guards and soldiers yelled obnoxiously.

"What you call death." The man I presumed to be the leader said. The Lord Marshal. I thought to myself. A door opened and more soldiers came in one of them carrying a huge ax. I stared at the Lord Marshal trying to remember the night he killed my family, if he had changed in appearance at all, as he talked about the Necromongers. I didn't snap out of it until a man standing next to me piped up.

"No one here will do what you have asked. It is unthinkable!" the man stated as he walked around towards the middle of the room. The Lord Marshal walked towards the man. "This is a world of many peoples, many religions! And we simply cannot and will not be converted!"

"Then I'll take your soul." The Lord Marshal said as he literally ripped the man's soul out of his body. Everyone gasped and I stood horrified. How were Riddick and I supposed to bring down a man who could literally rip out our souls?

"Join him-" the Lord Marshall began as the man hit the floor obviously dead. "Or join me." People around me began to kneel to the man.

"What are you doing? Get up!" I whispered to the people. Riddick and I were the only ones standing. One of the soldiers walked over to Riddick and one walked over to me. Grabbing my arm and forcing me out of the crowd and towards Riddick.

"This is your one chance." The solider next to Riddick said as he now approached us. "Take the Lord Marshal's offer and bow. "

"I bow to no man." Riddick said. The soldier took off his helmet.

"He's not a man. He's the holy half-dead who has seen the UnderVerse." He said.

"Look, I'm not with everyone here. But I will take a piece of him." Riddick said as he pointed to the large solider with the even bigger ax.

"A piece you will have. What about you woman? Bow now." The soldier said as Riddick walked off towards the solider.

"No." I said simply.

"She doesn't follow orders." Riddick said as he collided with the soldier. I had to dodge the ax's as the solider attempted to hit Riddick and missed every time. Riddick grabbed ahold of the knife in the soldiers back and stabbed him the gut and chest. People who were still bowing had to move out of the way as the body fell.

"Am I next or have you seen enough?" I asked as I stood waiting for whatever was to come next. Riddick and I turned to the door.

"Stop him!" the Lord Marshal said as he walked over to us. He took the knife out of the dead soldier.

"Be calm Deja." Riddick said under his breath so I could only hear. The man walked up to Riddick and handed him the knife.

"Irgun, one of my best." The lord Marshal said as he stood before us.

"If you say so." I said with a smirk.

"What do you think of this blade?" He asked Riddick and stared at me. The one who was talking before all of the commotion was staring straight at me. Like he saw through me and who I really was. Riddick took the knife and played with it for a second then offered it back to the lord marshal.

"I think it's a half gram heavy on the back end." Riddick said.

"In our faith, you keep what you kill." Lord Marshal said. I growled at the man unable to contain it. The Lord Marshall wrapped his hand around Riddick's as Riddick held to the knife. The lord marshal looked back and forth from Riddick to me.

"Are you familiar with me? Have we met on some distant field?" he asked the both of us.

"You'd think I'd remember." Riddick said taking his hand back.

"You'd think I would too." He said to Riddick as he brushed his hand up my arm. "I know I would never forget a pretty face such as yours. Such beauty should remain, not perish here but live forever in the UnderVerse." I shuddered and glared at the man. "Take him to the Quasi-deads." He said as he grabbed my arm and led me away from Riddick. I looked back in a moment of panic and squirmed out of his grip.

I stood behind lord marshal every sense of an animalistic rage coursing through my veins as I stared at him. He turned around completely shocked I had gotten away. I could hear Riddick and a woman talking.

"I don't need to be dragged along like some doll." I said as I walked past the man I wanted to kill. The lord marshal muttered to the guard next to him.

"When we get there I want to see her in action." He said as we walked into a giant dark cold room. A throne room.

I spun around when I was in the middle of the room waiting for one of his guards to attack. The lord marshal gave me a confused expression as I stood there.

"Don't waste my time." I spat.

"Excuse me?" he said.

"Send me your solider. You want to see me in action don't you?" I asked as a man tried to sneak up on me. I grabbed his arm as it almost hit my shoulder. I screamed as I flipped the man and hit his throat causing his wind pipe to break.

"Impressive." The lord marshal said. I heard Riddick come in as he was being guided by a woman. "I think I want you to see the Quasi-deads as well."