This chapter has one point, to introduce more people who will have a big affect on the plot. Like, a HUGE affect. The only reason why I opened it with Riddick and Raven is because... well, I wanted to write another scene with them. What can I say, I have fun with it. This one's a bit more descriptive than the previous one, but not like pornographic or anything. Enjoy.

Light filtered through her eyelids, waking her up. Raven's green eyes fluttered open, squinting against the morning sun that was shining painfully in her face. She covered her eyes with her hand, stretching the other one up above her head as she stretched her legs and twisted her torso around. She moaned at the satisfying tug on her muscles, letting out a breath as she flopped back into a comfortable position. She pulled the blanket closer against her naked body, turning over onto her other side to avoid the-

Naked?

Raven's eyes snapped open as she jolted upright on the floor. She clutched the material to her chest, her knees pulling up inward as her body folded in on itself in a protective stance. Her breath came hard out of shock at the sudden remembering of last night: her toes curling as Riddick kissed every part of her body, their rough, violent kisses, the delicious place of heaven she'd visited twice. She blushed in embarrassment. She had succumbed to something so primal, so animalistic that she had never known existed inside of her. It was the most intense night of her life, full of senses that she'd never experienced before and an enlightenment that had filled up every single particle of her being.

"Sleep well?" His sudden appearance in the doorway made her jump. Raven turned to look at him, wearing the same crinkled clothes as last night and his arms crossed over his broad chest. She didn't know how to respond; yes, she'd slept well, only it had been with him. How should she answer? Deciding to go for the half-way point, she shrugged. Riddick smirked.

"I was that bad, huh?" he said. Raven blinked and shook her head.

"No, I didn't mean that. I- I mean, I didn't mean that you were bad, you were… you were… Yeah. I just meant that, you know, we… and- and of course neither of us got very much sleep. So, when I shrugged I didn't mean that I didn't enjoy it, I did enjoy it. It's just that you question was… was confusing, a- and… Oh, boy." she managed to stop her rambling gibberish, realizing she was stuttering so bad that Riddick probably didn't understand a word of what she'd said. He laughed a little, walking into the room towards her. Raven scooted backwards, looking up at him with wide eyes. He stopped and shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

"I'm just coming for this," he said, reaching over for his shiv, "I forgot it." He took the blade in his hand and then backed away from her, taking an apple out of his pocket and beginning to peel it as he leaned leisurely against the wall. An awkward silence ensued, prompting Raven to duck under her blanket and slip back into her pajamas. When she reemerged she swept her hair into a ponytail and took to folding their blankets, putting them away and cracking open the window to let in some fresh, cool autumn air. The thunderstorm last night had cleansed everything, making the sun seem brighter and leaving a twinkling layer of rain on all the trees. Raven, forgetting for a moment her position, leaned out and took a deep breath, smiling as she did so. It was only when the window sill had given way that she realized she was going to fall. She opened her mouth to let out a scream, but as soon as she began to topple forward Riddick had both his arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly against his chest. They were both breathing a little heavily from the scare, Raven's entire body shaking and Riddick burying his face in the hollow between her neck and shoulder.

"Don't you ever do that again." he muttered into her skin, his hot breath tickling her a bit. Raven realized that they were clinging to each other and she immediately squirmed away, ducking under his arms and walking away by a few steps. He looked at her as she self-consciously hugged herself, her large white T-shirt falling to her thighs over the blue boxers. Riddick crossed his arms as well.

"Was last night your first time?" he asked. Raven's head shot up, her brow furrowing. She didn't respond.

"Last night. Were you a virgin?" he asked outright. Raven paused, and then slowly shook her head at him. Riddick felt a rush of relief fill him.

"No. I was with this one guy in high school. A couple times, because we were in love. Not deeply, but enough. We kind of drifted apart, though. Why?" she replied. He looked at her in a strange way before answering.

"Just wondering." he said before turning and leaving the room. Raven watched him go, tucking a stray strand of curling black hair behind her ear. She blinked and thought to herself. Why had he been concerned about her virginity? He'd done a poor job of hiding his emotions; she'd seen the look of relief that passed fleetingly over his features and his shoulders relax. Was he worried that, if he had been her first, she would cling to him? Fall for him, maybe?

"Too late," she whispered, looking down at her bare feet. No, she didn't love Riddick, but she did feel something for him. Something more than that of a sister or of a friend. She knew he had to feel something for her, too. The way he'd grasped her hand in his and kissed her on the lips afterwards had been too gentle to be from a man who only had physical interest in her. Even if he only saw her as a companion with some benefits, it was more than Raven had ever expected might come from their time together. Sniffling a little, she changed into a pair of jeans and a form-fitting gray T-shirt before plodding quietly down the stairs. She found Riddick munching noisily on his apple in the kitchen. He looked up as she entered, watching her walk past him, to the fridge and take out an apple of her own. She turned and made eye contact with him as she took a crunching bite of her own fruit, each of them too stubborn to give up.

"So," Raven finally said after swallowing, "Are we training today?" Riddick smiled.

"Absolutely. You didn't think I would let you off just because your hips are aching, did you?" he said. Raven smiled back.

"Please, Riddick," she replied as he walked towards her by three steps, "If it's anyone who should be in pain, it's you." His grin widened as the undertones to their conversation became blatantly revealed.

"Is that so? And why exactly am I the one who should be aching?" Raven leaned back against the counter, placing her hands on it and cocking her hips in an unintentionally provocative way.

"Because we both know that the animal in you wants more of what you can't have." Her last word ended in a shriek that was mixed with a laugh as Riddick pounced on her, picking her up over his shoulder and swinging her around down to the ground.

"We have… have to train." Raven gasped out between kisses that were pretty damn close to driving her crazy. Riddick trailed a line of fire down her side as he slid down the length of her body.

"We are."

"What?" He chuckled deep in his throat as he bit at the now revealed flesh of her hip, making Raven gasp.

"Raven, do me a favor." he said, looking up at her. The green-eyed woman tilted her head so that she could see him, "Take your own advice, and shut the hell up."

…

"What do we do with the Ellers and the man?" Neil said, stepping up to Braddock from behind with a lit cigarette in his mouth. Braddock glanced casually over at his right-hand-man, saying nothing. He only shoved his hand in the man's pocket, dug out his pack of cigarettes and lighter, and took one for himself. Braddock was a strict leader, but he did allow his men certain little luxuries.

"Don't call 'em that." he finally responded after taking a strong, satisfying drag. He was referring to the term Neil had used, 'Ellers'. It was a derogatory term used to refer to Elementals. Yes, they were different, and yes, they always managed to manipulate politics and governmental processes to their advantages (especially those damn Air Elementals), but they were a relatively peaceful people who accepted and made decisions based on the greater good for all races. They deserved at least a little respect, Braddock thought. Neil blinked and scoffed at the man's words, but he didn't challenge him.

"Well, then what do we do with the two philosophers we got down there and the man who came with 'em?" he said, changing his words but not his attitude. Braddock suppressed the growing agitation with Neil, reminding himself that Neil was one of the best on their team. Sighing instead, releasing the smoke through his nostrils, Braddock turned from the window he was staring out of and walked back to the training room.

"Braddock, sir," Neil tried a more respectful approach, "Sir, what do we do with them? The man keeps screaming about how he didn't do anything and the Elementals keep telling him that 'everything will work out in due time'. They're driving everybody crazy!" Neil explained, emphasizing his point with some exaggerated hand gestures. Braddock had been hoping on getting back to his work out, but it would seem not. He turned around to face the other, younger man, taking in his light brown hair and blue eyes that were all too eager to prove himself by any means necessary. Braddock groaned.

"Take me to 'em." he said. Neil smiled slightly, and Braddock knew it was because he was hoping he'd be given permission to torture them into telling them secrets the people probably didn't have. The man was so desperate to prove his own strength and heartlessness, but Braddock was not leading a crew of mercs here. They were specially trained cops, taught everything from hand-to-hand combat to how to memorize information and recite it back at the drop of a hat. They were only to use cruelty if cruelty was used on them first, and seeing as how their three prisoners were peace-seeking Elementals and a young man who seemed too confused and scared to do anything but yell, Braddock doubted they'd have to worry about using physical force on them. They had been relieved of duty on the front lines against the Necromongers to take this special assignment.

Neil led his commander down to the brig of the ship with a lighter spring in his step, even saying 'Hi' merrily to the other crew members they passed. Braddock rolled his eyes at the man as they turned down a corridor and went through a door, stomping down the metal stairs into the lower part of the ship.

"Hey," Braddock said as the lights switched on automatically and illuminated the cells they had placed the captives in. They had put the two Elementals in one together and the man in one across from them, and at his approach they looked up at the same time.

"Is it nice in the daylight?" one of the Elementals responded as he drew closer. Her red-orange hair, coal-black eyes and dark skin gave her an unearthly appeal, the clothing she wore obviously meant to keep her cool and to highlight the most attractive parts of her body. Braddock looked her over; Fire Elementals always did like to show off their assets. The man sitting next to her on the bench stood.

"Would it be so much as to request that we have something to eat?" he asked, the patience in his words obviously sincere. Braddock's blue eyes automatically roved over him as well, a result of his training to memorize the appearance of every person he met. His skin was white and his shoulder-length light brown hair was tied back away from his face. The knee-length tunic he was wearing started out as white, but as it went farther down the color shifted to blue, going almost black at the hem. He wore a leather belt around his waist and wore leather sandals, and he was holding onto a staff of sorts. A Water Elemental; strange finding one of those accompanying a Fire. Braddock nodded slowly, once up and once down. The Water smiled gratefully and sat back on the bench, looking to the Fire and whispering something to her that made her glare. Braddock ignored them and turned to the man in the other cell.

"And what about you?" he said, leaning his arm against the bars and peering in at the man. He was young, probably only in his early twenties, with reddish-brown hair that hung in his stormy-gray eyes. He looked up at Braddock, opening his mouth to say something but pausing and closing it.

"Lost his voice from screaming so much, sir," Neil said from behind him. Braddock grunted, still looking him over. He had red-brown hair that hung in his stormy gray eyes and was muscular, his strength probably gained from hard labor as a child. A lot of the people they were sent out to get were juvenile delinquents, with criminal histories going back to their single-digit ages. Most of the boys were put on chain-gangs on one of the mining planets. That was probably what happened to this guy, too. The look in his eyes was hard and defensive, but at the same time questioning and curious, almost innocently so. Some strange people the anonymous caller had wanted out of the way. Two polar-opposite Elementals and a young man who looked like he was still mentally caught in the transition phase between teenager and adult. Braddock shook his head of graying blonde hair a little, pushing himself away from the cell and turning back to Neil.

"Give them some dinner. Other than that don't let them out of their cells." Braddock said while walking up the stairs. Neil obeyed, grinning pervertedly at the Fire but hurrying away when the air around her began to spark and waver with the heat emanating from her. The Water calmed her down after Neil left, reminding her that they had to focus on getting the man sitting in the other cell to trust them by the end of their journey with Braddock. If they couldn't get him to put his life in their hands by that time, everything would've been for nothing…

Sorry if the sudden transition to these completely random people confused anyone. But trust me, without these guys Raven and Riddick would die. And we don't want that, now do we? No. Anyways, review/ flame if you want. Doesn't really matter to me, but to be honest, it does help my morale at low points. So if you want to, go ahead. I accept everyone's opinions.

P.S: Sorry about the crappy term, Ellers. I honestly couldn't think of anything else, so I put down the first thing that came to mind.