::Onyx's Note:: Just want to say thank you to everyone who's been reading and leaving feedback, and even to those out there who are merely reading and enjoying Smiles These next few chapters are going to really dive into the twisted abyss of my mind...but you'll see that it's very worth the read. Again, thank you!! For reading my work, thank you...because it means a lot to me Hugs and runs off Enjoy!

::Warning::
Strong Language and Violence. Viewer Discretion is Advised.

::Dreamscape::

Billowing mists, swelling, rolling in and out of themselves as though they had a life of their own, lined the empty streets as far as the human eye could see. Natural ambient noise, the kind that wind would make as it trickled through swaying treetops, or the way boots slapped and hit against wet pavement…was nonexistent. The only sounds that lifted into the stale air was a soft thundering. A heartbeat, pounding steadily in the ears of a young woman who walked along a road of broken dreams. She was silent, watchful. Almost in a trance like state as she was being pulled toward a place she had never known, being summoned by a thing she had never seen. Under the thrall of a creature that resembled chaos incarnate.

Unable to create a structured thought, she moved on weightless footsteps further into the consuming fog. One that seemed to swell wildly as she approached. As if in anticipation of the events that would follow.

Then a voice, as faint as the first breath of newborn babe, weaved into the air around her. Taunting her, teasing her sleeping senses. "Oh Onyx…" It purred in a sadistic melody of malicious intent as she found herself at a standstill, surrounded in a thick haze of living fog. "Here…Kitty, Kitty."

"Go away." A whisper, as soft as the sound of a hummingbird's wing, danced away from her lips and seemed to vanish into the pulsing mist. "Go away…" She pleaded once more and found herself becoming more alert. Her senses becoming aware…

"But why?" It snarled through its twisted teeth and continued to enjoy the slow awakening of Onyx's consciousness. "You summoned me, and I am here."

Anger, slow and gradual, began to fill the steady rhythm of her bloodstream, igniting a fire of rebellion. "I didn't summon anything. You go back to hell."

Suddenly the voice was behind her, but she couldn't move. She was paralyzed, held still by unseen hands. "My poor, pathetic Onyx. You just don't get it, do you?" The voice mocked and began to move closer. "You'll never get it. That's why I'm here. To stop all the…" The voice trailed off and seemed to vanish when it manifested at her left ear. A hot, humid breath hit the flesh of her earlobe causing her blood to run cold. "Pain. All the helplessness. You're so weak. So broken. You won't survive…without me. Of course, you already knew that didn't you princess?"

Onyx closed her eyes and bawled her hands into fists. "I am not broken. I don't fucking need you." She felt a whoosh of air dance across her face and opened her eyes…only to find herself, a much darker version, standing right in front of her… And she was grinning.

"Sorry to break to you Bitch, but you need me as badly as you need to breathe." The dark doppelganger sneered and canted her head to the side, eyes filling with a luminescent crimson color, the pupils glowing like shimmering rubies of insanity. "You're nothing without me."

Onyx tore her eyes away, not wanting to look at the monstrosity she had created. Until a familiar growl of a voice sliced into her thoughts, causing her eyes to whip forward.

"You honestly think I love you?" He smiled in such a way, Onyx felt as though he would devour her. "Do you really think I give two shits about some pathetic, fat, scared little girl?"

"No. You're not Riddick." She retorted through clenched teeth, trying to be brave, trying to withhold some kind of courage as the doppelganger used Riddick's form to screw with her. "You're fuckin' with me, and it's not working."

His brow raised as he edged closer, blocking any means of escape with his menacing presence. "Me? Fuckin' with you? Oh no babe, that ain't my style." He growled low with a grin that would drive a madman straight into the bowels of hell. "Fucking you…" The dark tone trailed off with an echo of malicious intent as he stood directly in front of her. "Now…that's really all this is about. That's the only reason I took you with me. What, surprised? Heh…" He leaned his face dangerously close to hers and let out a maniacal, emotionless tone that scent waves of terror through every fiber of her being. "The only thing you're good for is that sweet piece of ass you so willing gave up to me."

Onyx swallowed hard and turned her face away, trying to hold back the tears that wanted release from their cage of sorrow. "You're not real." She stated in whisper and felt the hard grip of his large hands bare down on her shoulders. Fingers, tightened their hold until she thought she would scream out from the agony they were inflicting. "Let go of me."

"If I'm not real, why does this hurt?" His dark chuckle vibrated through her soul, leaving an echo of horrid realization in its wake as the fingers suddenly grew talons. Long, curved, razor like talons that began imbedding themselves into her tender flesh. "Tell me something baby…" His voice had become a deep, animalistic growl, one she knew only belonged to the beast. "Does the pain turn you on? Does this make you hot and wet? If I fucked you, right here, right now… Made you bleed and begged me to stop… I bet you'd like it, wouldn't you?"

Tears invaded her vision as his mouth went to the flesh of her neck and sank dagger like teeth into her skin causing her to howl in pain. "LET GO OF ME!!"

With all the strength she could summon her hands flew forward and slammed with an immense force into a wall of muscle. The body of her shape shifting doppelganger flew backward and smacked hard into the ground with sickening crack. "Get up." She snarled with a rage so thick she could only see through a veil of liquid fire. "GET UP!" She roared with a booming voice, charged up to the lifeless body, grabbed the thing by the throat and lifted it high into the air as if it weighed no more then a wet paper bag.

Onyx watched through her blood red vision as the shape changed into herself, a surprised look entering its twisted face. "Didn't expect that…" It choked out, blood trickling down the corner of its mouth.

A growl, like that of a hellish beast emerging from the depths of an ancient tomb, poured passed her bared teeth. "You are NOTHING. If you EVER try to attack me again…" Onyx pulled the doppelgangers bleeding face close to hers and watched a look of terror fill its black eyes. "I will devour you."

She noticed her own reflection in the thing's gaze…and grinned wildly. Her eyes, were two pulsing orbs of deep crimson, her pupils a bright shimmering gold. "Looks like I don't need you anymore, bitch." She laughed in a threatening voice and opened her jaws wide.

The doppelganger tried to scream but was cut short as Onyx's face morphed into the features of a black Jaguar. Canines, long and deadly protruded from her gums until they seemed like ivory blades of judgment in the eyes of her victim. She could feel the raw power of her animal spirit filling every crevice of her being as slick black fur engulfed her skin. Muscles tore and regenerated, over and over until she could feel them tense under the sheer anticipation of the kill.

With a low, soul shattering growl she snapped her jaws around the doppelganger's throat and listened to the delicious sound of every bone shattering under the immense pressure of her bite. She shivered at the sound of muscles tearing, tendons ripping, and the final gurgled breath of her victim just fade away into the swirling mists.

The lifeless corpse became fragile and hollow, almost like an old porcelain doll. With a satisfied grin, she released the body with careless ease and watched as it shattered into a million pieces. Only to be swept away by the fog surrounding her…

Onyx had regained what she had lost so long ago…that piece of herself she never thought existed. She had reclaimed…the beast.

::Outside Perspective::

An earth shattering scream bounced off the inner walls of the ship, breaking the calm silence that surrounded them in the cold blackness of space. Riddick was on his feet and down the corridor when the sound pierced his keen ears. "Onyx??" He exclaimed in an excited breath when she shot up in bed and starting sobbing. Seeing this, he ran to her side and took her arms gently in his hands. "Onyx what happened? Are you ok?"

She shook her head and covered her face in her hands. Riddick took a deep breath and pulled her close to his body, holding her in a protective embrace. Unsure of why she had screamed the way she had, but thankful that it wasn't serious.

Until…she started laughing.

-End Chapter Thirteen-