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Riddick POV (Yes this is for you. You know who you are)

Damn Riddick hated leaving her with Imam while he went to find them another ship. He knew it was the best thing for her. The mercs had been trailing their last ship and Riddick knew one thing: He was not letting Jack go to Slam. He talked himself into the fact that she would be safe with Imam; after all he was a old friend and a holy man. Riddick wandered around Press 2, a planet made entirely for media folks, and went to find Stem, the guy he was buying the new ship from. Before he got into "business" mode he told himself one last time that Jack was safe and that he would pick her up earlier than expected. For reasons he didn't want to think about, that thought made him smile.

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Jack heard the front door closed signaling Imam's return. She was hiding under the covers debating on what she should do. One part of her wanted to get revenge on Big Evil for leaving her. But another part of her knew that she could never hurt him.

"Maybe I'll just ruff him up a bit" she spoke out loud to herself. That made her smile considering in there training sessions she couldn't keep him pinned down. Thinking about their training sessions brought memories of being pinned under Riddick which left Jack a little hot. Jack tried not to steer her thoughts to who the lucky women was that Riddick feel I love with. The thought of another women touching him seemed to make her sick to her stomach.

"Jack, my child please come down here." She heard Imam yell from the bottom of the stairs. Jack hiked herself out of bed and slowly walked down the stairs.

"Jack I need you to go to the market place with me"

"Imam I really don't feel like going anywhere" Jack replied

"I do understand but it is a custom here to introduce anyone staying on New Mecca, and I am not one to break custom."

"Okay Imam, for you but only for awhile I am in no mood for a get together."

Jack ran up the stairs to brush her hair and pull on a pair of shoes. As she walked out of her room she looked in the mirror.

"New Mecca meet Jack. B. Badd."

Jack and Imam walked into the marketplace. It was dark and closed up and Jack had a really weird feeling. Almost like someone was watching her. She tried to smell them out like Riddick had taught her but all that came to her was the odd scent of leather.

"Quit being paranoid" She told herself before moving in closer to where Imam stood.

"So where's all the people?" She asked

Imam looked at her sadly almost as if he was regretting something. Then a minute later Jack felt a hand come up between her throat. She punched the person in the ribs with her elbow and spun around ready to fight.

"Oh come on now girly make this easy on yourself"

Jack laughed at the merc before slipping her hand behind the waist of her pants, grabbing her shiv.

"You should know I never make anything easy" She retorted lunging at him.

They both circled around him with a rifle her with a shiv.

"Little lady I could kill you right now, throw your shiv and give up."

"If you kill me I'll be worth nothing to you." Jack stated. She knew they wanted her to trap Riddick. To bad Riddick was long gone. Or was he? Had Imam lied about that to? Suddenly she felt renewed at the realization that Riddick might be coming back. She lunged for the merc knocking the gun from his hands. Then she lunged again slicing him from heart to groin. She watched as his intestines started to spill on the ground. Then she turned to Imam.

"You holy fuck"

Imam backed away not believing the sight in front of him. Oh what had he done.

"I'm not going to kill you Imam. I'm going to leave you here to cower from Riddick" With that Jack ran into the night hoping to jump a ship. She had to get to the place her and Riddick said they would meet if they were ever separated.