A/N: So sorry this chap took awhile to get out! Thanks to EVERYONE who read this, left a review or didn't, it's cool! I really, really appreciate the reviews even if it's constructive ones, it lets me know you care enough to even leave one. I hope it's a good one, I really enjoyed making this one. It's bit of an angst chapter, sad, so you might need tissues. lol I used song lyrics for one scene the song fit perfectly with the part so I had to use it, I hope it helps with the visualization, especially if you listen to song at that part. The song is by Coldplay, "Fix you". ENJOY!

Taya closed her eyes like her Prince ordered her to do so and could feel his precense walk behind her and stop. He leaned in close behind to whisper in her ear, the warmth of his breath spreading goosebumps all over her skin.

"Open your eyes."

She opened her dark brown eyes to see a jeweled pendant hanging before her on a white-gold chain. It was beautiful and looked very expensive as it sparkled in the moonlight. Her hand went up to touch the necklace as he did the clasp behind her neck, sliding her long black hair in place when finished.

"It's Beautiful!" She gasped, face flushed from such a gift given to someone like her.

He shook his head, clasping his hand under her chin to bring his face up to his. "It dulls in comparison to my Princess."

She smiled feeling like a princess indeed, taking his lips upon hers in a kiss that stole thought and breath from her body. His tongue parted her lips and hands swept down her body making it burn with a fire in need.

He halted as her hand pressed against his chest and a worried look consumed her features. "You mean to marry me?"

"Why not?" He retorted against her worry, taking her hand and leading her to his ship that would soon take them to his planet. "I'm Prince Nabar and soon heir to the throne. I should have whoever I want for my Queen. And I choose you."

She pulled against his hand, bringing him to a stand still and he turned his head to look back to see why she protested. "I thought we were running away together? I wasn't expecting to go back to your home planet, back to your kingdom."

Prince Nabar's brows furrowed, not understanding her point. "Why ever not?"

Taya wasn't a fool, she new what nobles and higher-ups in society really thought of her and her kind. Even if she wasn't an 'Escort', a Sensor was looked down upon as superstitious beings, thieves and Harlots. There was no way his family was just going to welcome him into their way of life with open arms and just dismiss her past like that, like a snap of the thumb.

She angrily snatched her wrist from his hand. "You didn't tell me we were going back to your home. You know as well as I do that they will never accept me."

He grabbed her hand, pulling her flushed against his body into his embrace, surrounding her with his strong arms and wide shoulders. "It doesn't matter what they want. All that matters is what I want."

His eyes bore down into her cautious ones, wanting to believe every word he said but fearing the truth. She nodded her head slowly in agreement before allowing herself to get caught up in the press of lips and tongue sending shivers through every nerve.

"Looks like they're here." The leader announced to his two men, his finger gliding down the sharp edge of a blade as if to test its worth.

All three men looking from their vantage point like lioness watching their prey as the Prince Nabar lead his mistress to his ship unaware they were being stalked or what ill future laid ahead for either one.

"So, when do we do this, ya?"

"Be patient, dip-shit!"

"Both of you, shut the fuck up!" The leader barked out, pulling his eye's from the dumbasses and back to the targets.

His rollie (cigarette) a little red glow in the inky night, seeing through the trail of smoke from his mouth. His eyes goggling the girl, practically salivating from the mouth with the thoughts of what he was going to do to that curvy body. He looked to the Prince wishing there was a way he could beat the living shit out of him without leaving a mark for his mommy and daddy to see.

"Too bad we gotta kill the bitch." He said to his men with a low whistle. "I could keep a girl like her around for a long time."

One of the guys laughed, a stupid grin on his face. "Maybe you can ask for her as part of your payment?"

"Maybe." He smiled back with a pleased note in his voice at the idea.

They fell silent as the couple came close enough to hear their conversation and smell the sweet fragrance of Taya's skin. The leader placed his finger to his mouth, directing the other two to not make a sound. Their bodies going tense and on edge, pumped to do another job and getting off on the thrill of it all.

He leaned his head close to the other two and whispered. "Wait for my signal, than we fucking do this."

"There's the ship, they haven't left yet." Kyra winded and relieved as she came to a stop from the endless sprint across roof tops and through alley ways.

Her body doubled-over and heaving in great mounts of air while her blurred eyes took in, some distance away, the sight of Taya and her prince kissing in front of the ship they meant to leave this planet away in and her means of escape as well.

She took a step, but was halted by the feel of a strong arm wrapping around her mid-section, though, none physically was there. Her emerald eyes fluttered closed, feeling his connection through their special link forged seamlessly. His hard, toned body was there behind her, she could feel his muscles, the strong aura of his personality swamping her.

Riddick was still some ways away but she couldn't tell the difference, it was as if he actually stood a mere inch behind her own body. The warmth of his breath fanned her ear, bringing about sensations through her body that made her wish he didn't affect her so.

'Kyra.'

"Leave me alone." She bit out between clamped teeth, trying to break the hold he had over her but his control was so much stronger than her will.

She walked to leave, his hand grabbed her wrist and brought her turning to face the silhouetted projection of his body there. 'Don't go.'

Her green emeralds took in every inch of him, a face so harden and badass could almost look upset because of her willing departure from him. Was this the same face he bore when she left him the first time, through death?

Kyra shook her head, she didn't want to think of those things or remember. "I-"

A curdling scream broke through the still of the night, breaking the two's focus away from each other. Their heads turned toward the sound as Taya's screams bled mercilessly through the air. Three men had Taya and her Prince surrounded, lengthy blades adorned their hands while the two clung to each other. The Prince holding Taya back behind him to hide her from the sight of the would be looters or whoever they were. They laughed at the two, sneering and smiling wickedly as they swung and jabbed their knives into the air at the two to scare them shitless.

"What do you want!" Taya screamed in fright, hands squeezing her love's arm as she stayed behind him.

"Taya, please." He hushed, eyes going to the three intimidating guys before them. "Please, take anything you want. Here these are all the credits I have on my person, but I can get you more, much more if no harm comes to us."

The prince held out his hand with a medium brown satchel lumped with credits, offering it to the men, only to have it smacked to the dirt ground by the man who seemed to be in charge.

"You're parents are offering a shit load more."

"My parents?" He asked perplexed, brows pulled together. "What do you know of my parents?"

The chain smoker of the three-man group flicked his cigarette toward Taya and smiled toothily. "Your highness' parents are paying us practically half their kingdom for your snobbish little ass back..."

"And her, ya." The dim-witted one added in, causing Taya to cry out in protest as the Prince shielded her even more with his body.

"Cool it!" The lead man of the group snapped to his guy and turned his smile to the prince and his whore. "Her majesty's precise words was to bring the wretched slut's dead body back to feed to her dogs..." Taya swallowed hard not believing her ears, that the mother of her lover could be so cruel and hate her so much without even knowing her. "...but I figure you give me the girl as my play thing and those mutts can find something else to gnaw on, eh?"

"You're insane!" Taya spat out, striking out at the man with her nails leaving behind claw marks across his cheek.

"You bitch!" He hollered in pain about to charge the girl to the ground when the prince charged back instead, both falling to the dirt, the prince being pinned under the other.

The other two thugs grabbed the girl who cried and struggled wildly to no avail unable to break free from their hold. The leader wrapped his hands around the Prince's neck and dragged him up to his feet, hissing and spitting madly in his face.

"Now look, you piece of shit, we can do this my way or the hard way which involves me kicking your royal balls until you cum blood!" He screamed in his face as his hand ever so slightly tighten around his windpipe. "They said to bring you back alive...They want nothing to do with your bitch over there or any other piece of ass you decided to screw with. You really think they were just going to welcome her to the family?"

He laughed in the Prince's face like a crazed man, not caring spittle shot from his lips. "They would dethrone your ass, told me from their very lips if you got her impregnated. How much is your ass worth alive, if the bitch is carrying your child, huh, your majesty?"

The leader brought his face closer. "Nada. Zip. That's what."

"She's not." The prince assured quickly, his face was in deep thought at the words pouring from his captive's mouth, a look that cause a great unease to spread over Taya, and pushed out of his grip. His hands smoothed down his plain clothes, only a disguise shielding his true nature, to bring back some dignity to himself.

"She's not worth the trouble. Go take her all you want!" The prince shouted to the man before him with distaste. "Do what you will but don't harm me and take me back to my kingdom."

"No! You Bastard!" Taya screamed in disbelief to her once lover, pulling against the men who held her securely to get to the prince who ripped her heart from it's home in her chest. "How could you do this to me?"

The Prince did look sorrowfully toward the women he did care something for, but lets face it, there were plenty more beauties in the universe, besides he was already promised to a princess of great wealth as well as beauty. He was naive to think he could bring just any girl home, clean her up, make her look like a princess to make his parents fall in love with just like that. Mother always had a way of sniffing out commoners no matter how they dressed or appeared and with the words she relayed in the message, he knew how deathly serious she was.

"Please forgive me, Taya, but I am a Prince, what is a prince without a kingdom? And you're just a whore who gave me free services and an awesome two years of my life." His eyes remorseful as he gave her one last look before boarding the Bounty Hunters' vessel. "What more could I ask from someone like you?"

Tears streamed from her eyes, stinging and staining her cheeks red as great sobs wracked from her fighting body. "Nabar! Nabar!"

"Hush, love." The leader cooed, placing his finger against the girls lips who pulled from his vile touch and screamed all the more torturous as she saw his hands go to the buckle of his belt to unfasten it. "I promise it'll be good...well at least for me."

"No!"

Riddick long forgotten in that instant, Kyra bolted forward to the scene happening so quickly that it seemed she couldn't get there fast enough. Her heart pounded in her ears and her body felt like she was filled with lead but she fought against the negative feelings fighting against her to race to her sister's aid.

'Kyra, wait!'

But she wasn't trying to listen to him or anybody at that moment, her only concern was to get to Taya even if it meant that all manners of evil or harm would come to her, she didn't give a shit. Chest pounding and lungs burning from the neglect of air she ran with all her might full speed ahead and didn't stop until her fist connected unexpectedly with the jaw of the guy who had his pants down around his ankle and trying to force his way between Taya's legs.

"What the hell?" The leader chocked out in surprise as he coughed out a mouth full of blood splattering from between his lips.

"Who the hell are you?" One of the guys holding Taya asked as he looked at Kyra who gave the appearance of a untamed beast as she stood there slightly hunched over, hands out to her sides displaying her inscripted, Jack B Badd, shivs.

"Who the hell cares..." The other replied, eyeing Kyra a little too appreciatively for her liking. "...just more cunt to go around, ya?"

"Take your fucking hands off of her...now!" She shouted as her point didn't seem to get across to the men who just stood there smiling at her with wicked little grins. All the perverted things they were thinking was practically scribbled all over their faces and it was just pissing her off all the more.

"Kyra!" Taya whimpered, held back by the two, looking like a helpless little girl.

Kyra made the mistake of taking her eyes off the enemy and was caught off guard as the lead man of the pack swung out his left fist connecting it with the right of her jaw and following up with a hard-blow kick to her stomach. She caught the last, slicing his shin but didn't expect one of the guys to let Taya go to grab a lit stick from the bonfire to whack her with on the back.

The wind was knocked from her with a loud groan as she crumbled to her knees, feeling as if a vacuum had sucked every ounce of air from her lungs. She looked up at the two men, dazed, a drizzle of blood seeping from the cut on her lip.

"Shit!" The leader spat out, grabbing his sliced shin that was spilling his precious life giving substance. "This bitch don't play fair!"

"You should teach her a lesson, boss."

He turned a bright smile to Kyra down on the ground with a hint of fear in her eyes as his hands went back to the hem of his pants. "Yea, I think I will."

Suddenly, a large fist shot out latching onto the lead Bounty Hunter's hair and yanked his head back, exposing his jugular and neck to face a bald-head and silver eyed stranger.

"I think it's you who needs the lesson." Riddick's voice growled, vibrating through the dark night and bringing a stillness to everyone there even the crickets around the camp area refused to chirp.

"Riddick!" The Bounty Hunter moaned in fear, what Hunter from that Universe to the next dozen or so didn't know the beast? He certainly had went up a few notches in rank, and no Bounty Hunter unless he was a complete and utter dumbass wasn't that lack of brain cells enough to go after the Riddick with him becoming this new Lord Marshal and gaining the powers of the Underverse.

"Shit!"

"Fuck, it's Riddick!" The two men squirmed in fear of the dark being in the middle of their presence, never having the chance of meeting him in person before but all the rumors and so much more were true of this undefeatable guy.

Riddick trained his merculian eyes from one guy to the other before letting out a growl as he raised up his knee, at the same time he slammed the face of the guy he had in his hand and connected his head against it.

The bounty hunter collapsed back to his bottom onto the dirt ground, the world spinning out of control before his eyes but he managed to mutter out weakly, "Get him!"

The two remaining guys stared at each other, hesitantly, as if telling each other through non-verbals "you go", but either one not making any effort to actually do it.

"Uh, you go, ya?" The one said to the other Merc.

"Pussy." He retorted before spitting to the ground and with a charge swiped his nine inch blade at the broad chest of the ex con from Butcher Bay.

Riddick side-stepped out of the way of the charge, his open hand pushing out forward, hard, at the right moment the guy's elbow was in range and a huge popping sounded along with a horrible scream as he unhinged his bone out of place.

"My arm! You broke my fucking arm!" He cried, swinging his arm about which flopped uselessly from its joint.

Senses returned back enough for the lead Merc to find his feet and took another shot at Riddick who was still distracted by the broken arm guy he was fighting. Riddick hissed, his back arching against the slice cut into the taunt muscles there and turning in time to block another severe blow. Riddick punched the blade from his hand before he could strike again, he squared off his body, ready, anticipating any move the guy would pull.

They circled around each other, the guy nervous, Riddick could smell the fear leaking from his pores and it brought a predatory smile to his lips. His silver eyes shinned brilliantly in the dark, catching the glint from the small bonfire, showing just how feral and just how much he was enjoying this cat and mouse game.

"Not getting scared are ya, boy?" Riddick purred in his deep rumbling voice, striking blood still and cold in one's veins. His back to the lesser guy as he had the main one in front of him, but it didn't matter he was out numbered, he took on bigger prey than these two guppies.

The Bounty Hunter spat on the ground, steaming by the arrogance shown to him. "Come on! You fucking soul eating piece of shit. You think I'm scared? After I'm finished with your ass, I'll fuck your little brat there in front of you." He spat, motioning to Kyra who only appeared to be still dazed and confused from the blows dealt to her.

Riddick passed a quick glance to the girl who intrigued him all those years ago, a bald-headed kid passing herself off as a boy to keep asswipes like these from messing with her...the only one who he ever really cared about. She sat there on the mud and dirt ground looking out of it, blood still dripping from the bit of deep rip of tissue on her bottom lip. Without anyone else seeing, her greens locked with his silvers and gave an unnoticed wink, signaling she was just acting and that she was up for whatever.

'That's my girl.'

He said proudly in his head almost exposing a smile from her that she fought to hide to keep up with the facade. She wasn't his, she didn't belong to anyone but she couldn't help the feeling she felt from him when he said it. Like he really meant those words, she just didn't know how true they were.

"Now!" He roared out, unknown to the two what was going on as his shivs appeared fluidly in his hands and took a big swing at the main person in front causing him to move back, while he spun and punch the other in the chest, knocking the breath from his lungs and he fell to the ground holding his neck gasping in vehemently for air.

Kyra latched onto the leader's sliced leg, applying pressure to the wound, forcing pain and bringing him stumbling down roughly on his back. She moved like a graceful lioness in one fluid motion she twisted her body around his, holding his injured leg down with her upper body as her heel with a blade sticking out went to his jugular. She was ready to strike it into flesh, nerves, sinews and bone when he yelled out...

"Wait!" He screamed in panic of loosing his life, his eyes practically bulging from his head. "You try to kill me and the girl dies!"

"Kyra!" Taya screamed as the one remaining that held her captive brought his blade against her thin, delicate neck, holding her roughly by her long, straight black hair.

"Fucking let her go!" Kyra screamed, yanking on the leader's injured leg, enjoying the wailing-like pig cries he was making from the pain.

Riddick growled toward Kyra and her hot-headed actions, she was allowing the situation to blind herself. She latched the blade up against his chin daring the bastard holding her sister to even try to make a move.

"Jack, stop it!" Riddick shouted to the stubborn girl who refused to acknowledge him.

"Fuck you!" She snipped at him, her focus only on Taya.

"Let him go!" The one holding Taya demanded, his hand was shaking, sweat poured down his greasy face. He wasn't the brains of the operation, he never dealt with a situation on his own, the other two always took care of things. This was too intense for him, he could hear his heart beating rapidly in his ears as if it was going to burst from him and explode.

He looked from the Riddick who stared death at him with those hauntingly silver-glowing eyes to the lioness who held his boss in her death grips and the other man who was still choking and spitting up blood to soak the dirt beneath him. He was going to panic like a crazed man or throw-up either way he just wanted something to happen to bring an end to the unnerving stare-down between the three of them.

"OWWWW!"

"Fucking..."

"Kyra..."

"OWWWWWW!"

"Let..."

"Stop!"

"AHHHHHHH!"

"GO!"

Everything slowed, actions became sluggish as if the sands of Time were activated, wielding the control of power to it's caller. Adrenaline spiked through everyone as one action broke the stalemate between the three staring each other down. The one hit in the chest caught breath into his lungs only appearing to be in worse shape than he really was. A spray of flamed sticks and glowing red-hot ambers were kicked onto Kyra by his foot causing her to lose hold onto his boss who planted his foot into her face so she would completely unlatch her grip of him.

"Fucking cunt!" He spat out before staggering off as fast as he could to his vessel where the run-away Prince hid from all the action.

Riddick rammed his fist up into the guy he was dealing with nose causing the bone of his nasal cavity to shove up into the frontal lobe of his brain. He stood there for a second making gurgling sounds in the back of his throat before he dropped dead to the ground. In the same instance Taya struggled to break free, she tried to pull from the grip her captive held on her hair, her hands pounding against his face and whatever else she could strike on him.

"Kyra, get that ass up!" Riddick boomed to the red-curl hair girl dizzy on the ground from the kick to the face as he rushed passed her to the Mercs vessel that was revving up to life about to take off with them in the blast zone. His arms raised up blocking his sensitive eyes from the white-hot glowing light coming form the ships thrusters.

Kyra tried to shake off the swimming feeling surging through her head, she heard Riddick's words and could see the swaying scene before her eyes of Taya fighting desperately against the bastard who Kyra was going to rip his prick off and shove down his own throat. Her body wouldn't respond, she felt shell-shocked as if a bomb exploded next to her head rattling everything inside of her, throwing all senses off track. She shakily got up onto her wobbled legs, stumbling and clawing her hands into the dirt ground to pull herself along to get to her sister.

Riddick's eyes glowed internally along with his fingers, his silver pools burning from the bright light of the ignited engines mounted on the Merc Vessel prepping to blast into space and frying everyone in the thrusters path. He didn't have time to pull out his goggles from his cargo-pants pocket, he had to concentrate on the shield the powers of the Underverse so bestowing granted him with the killing of the Lord Marshal. He grounded his teeth tightly together as he put all his force into keeping all safe from the fire that ripped against the force field he held blocking the flames as the ship roared in place almost at full throttle to peel off into space.

A huge blast and thunderous boom broke the sound barrier, shifting the air and dirt around into a mini-shock wave that quickly passed by them, Riddick dug his heels in the ground fighting to keep his stance and the shield up against the roaring fires. Kyra was pushed to the ground by the shock wave, face planting into the ground and spewed out dirt from her mouth, eyes stinging with pain from the impact.

Nothing of what she felt in those short moments could compare to the stop of her beating heart at what happen a mere few feet away in front of her very eyes...

*When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need*

Taya lost balance from her struggling and the ripple through the air from the shock wave...it happened so slow...but yet Kyra couldn't reach her and stop it all from happening. She fell against the Merc, into his body and instantly a sharpness she could feel go through her all the way to the very depth of her soul and harshly she gasped in air. A striking note that would forever haunt Kyra's nightmares and made every nerve in her body turn ice cold.

*When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
...Stuck in reverse...*

Taya slowly, shaking, looked down to her chest as the fearful Merc dropped his hand away in awe at the blood seeping from between the blade handle that was only visible sticking from her body. He never had blood on his hands before, killing was always left to the other two, he only really pretended to be a badass.

*And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace*

"NOOOoooo!" Kyra's cry tainted the air, shrilled and filled with every hurt and pain she ever felt in her life poured into the sound surrounding them all and seeming to shift and bend the air.

*When you love someone, but it goes to waste
...Could it be worse?...*

Tears like a broken dam, poured down her swollen face as she reached out her hand toward the scene, helpless to do nothing more but cry out her name as there was nothing she could do to reverse it all. "Taya!"

*Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you*

Riddick drenched with sweat and nearly almost blind if not for the shield he weilded was finally able to let go as the vessel took off and hyper-jumped from off the planet. Sorely he turned to see the slow-motion scene happening in front of him that caused his Jack to cry out wretchedly.

"Fuck." He sworely lowly in his throat.

Instinctively Taya pulled out the knife from her chest, with a loud cry of pain, that pierced her heart as the scared Merc fell to the ground, backing away frantically from something that he didn't mean to do. It wasn't his fault he wasn't ever going to really hurt her, he left that up to the other guys to do, he never willingly ever did shit like this.

She fell into him! It wasn't his fault!

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" He cursed over and over again scuttling to get away from the dying girl, his heart dropping to his stomach at the load of crap he was in.

*And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go*

Taya slumped to her knees as blood spewed up from her mouth and poured over her lips. Her light-brown eyes loosing it's shine as the life spilled from her hurriedly, red and warm. Kyra clawed her way through the dirt to the guy, shivs already in her hands as she came up behind him, he looked up at the same time as her hands with shivs were in the air and could do nothing more but scream as they came down into his heaving chest.

*But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth*

Over and Over again she plunged her shivs into his torso despite the pleads and cries of "mercy" and to "stop" that soon faded into gurgles and whines as his blood flooded his esophagus and lungs drowning him of air. She was like a maniac who lost her lost strand of sanity, she wouldn't quit, ceaselessly, tirelessly through huffs and screams of anger, her shiv met flesh and bone continuously.

*Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you*

Riddick stepped carefully behind her, resting his hand softly on her shoulder not even going to try and stop her. He knew what she was going through, knew how she felt at that moment and the place her mind was at that point in time. It was a dark and ugly place that wouldn't be satiated by anything less than the performance your hands were doing at that second.

"Kyra..." He spoke her name low and soft trying to bring her back to the here and now...but she wouldn't be swayed away from what she was doing. Even as blood and tissue splashed all over her she wouldn't stop-couldn't stop.

*instrumental break*

'Jack help her.'

Using their connection he found the tom-boy filled with fear and huddled in the corner, knees pressed to chest and sobbing at the actions she could witness through her older-self's eyes. She never seen Kyra-herself- so out of control before, feel so much in pain as she did right there.

'Help her, Jack'

With his help, she found the strength and courage to mentally wrap around Kyra and her pain taking some of the burden on herself to share the load. She cried out loudly from how much the pain hurt and wrapped her arms tightly in a fierce hug around the wild red-haired woman.

'Kyra, please...'

Jack begged hugging the woman though she fought against the emotion and continued to slay the corpse of the guy who was turning into nothing more than mush and becoming unrecognizable.

'...it's ok...it's ok.'

*Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...*

Kyra's hand halted in the air from making another strike, and she sat there still, in shock, as if truly seeing for the first time what she was doing. Feeling the weight of Riddick's hand on her shoulder, she looked up to him with tears filling her eyes, her face like a very small child who looked like they got caught doing something very bad and knew they had done something wrong.

Riddick lifted his hand, pointing out a finger to trace a tear running down her face as she closed her eyes, wishing it would all go away, but realizing the sad fact of the matter was...that it would not.

A cough sounded, next to her from Taya's still body. Kyra pushed away, scrambling to her sister's side, fearful of what and what not to touch on her frail body. The light of her life was leaving her body and she couldn't stop it from being snuffed out. She lifted her top torso into her lap, smoothing her dirt stained hair from her brow and eyes.

*Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...*

"Kyra." She whispered in a raspy voice, tears streaming down her face as her bloody fingers weakly touched Kyra's cheek. "It's ok...it's ok."

Repeating the same words Jack had spoken to her earlier, as words and breath came more difficultly. She wheezed, wet air passing through lungs filling with her blood and slowly extinguishing her life.

"No, please don't." Kyra cried, tears sliding down from her wet green eyes, grabbing her hand and pressing it to her face to keep her sister with her.

"It's ok..." She spoke softly with her last breath and like a fading light by an open window, the wind had blown it out.

Taya was no longer there and no matter how much Kyra shook her and cried out her name...she would never come back.

Everything was whirling so fast like time was finally catching up to that point, to that present time and all that was pent up inside came out in a scream that shook the ground and the heavens above. All around them moved and shook, some rocks crumbled and other things fell over small in size but great the might was to even accomplish such a feat.

She screamed out in rage and pain until her voice gave out and all she could do was cry out her eyes until she was too dehydrated to even do that. Numb from the lost, from the only person who ever made her felt like family, the only person she ever knew to be close with was just...gone. She felt sick to her stomach, and heaved a bit but nothing would come up...things were spinning all the more faster and her head was dizzy and light.

Kyra was falling back, fainting he couldn't tell, but Riddick caught her none the less before she could bust her head on a rock or the ground. All was spinning out of control like she felt inside. The stars so high above in the pitch black sky, they whirled and danced before her eyes until slowly one by one their beauty gave into the darkness that over took her.

*Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you...*

Riddick swooped her up into his broad chest, covered with blood and dirt, arms cradling her safely. He just stood there among carnage and sadness, staring at the moon glowing her pale skin, so serene. She blacked out.

It was for the best, she was so broken as it was. His Jackie girl, so fractured inside, just like him. Maybe why they fit so well together. She needed him...and if he was honest with himself, he needed her too.

"Jack..." He whispered against her skin, rubbing his face against the side of hers, trapping her enticing scent into his lungs. Giving a slight push to open their connection path inside her mind to where his trembeling Jack stayed huddled in the corner scared.

'Riddick, are we really going to be ok?'

Came Jack's timid and fearful voice into the recesses of his mind. The bald kid with the peach fuzz hair, the one who captured him, enthralled him since all those years ago back on T2...her scent, so different from the others.

"Yea, kid, you are." He breathed, his voice a deep rumble.

'I killed that man, Riddick...'

Her voice shook with that realization, seeing what she had become...knowing the type of person she had truly become.

"I know kid...I know."

He could feel her stir around his mind uneasily, this was affecting her just as much as it was Kyra. 'What now?'

Awkwardly he rubbed his calloused fingers over her shaved head with short growth, only stubble. Sadly she looked up at him and smiled a little before he broke the connection between them and looked at the sleeping Kyra in his arms.

"We go home." He replied looking up at the star stricken sky, like so many diamonds, as if lighting the way.

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