Riddick could sense the curious kid. Just his luck, he'd ended up picking the same hotel as her. She stood just outside the entryway to the bar, trying to blend in. For him, she stood out like a red thumb.

He found himself nursing another beer and watched the kid slip into the shadows of the bar, sitting at an empty table in the back. Riddick had noticed she was staying close to the prospector woman and her man. Maybe not traveling together, but companions for now.

He waited for the girl to approach him, taking an occasional sip from his bottle. When the girl finally worked up the nerve to head his way he turned his gaze full on her and she froze in her tracks. A noticeable shudder coursed through her, and he watched with no little sense of amazement as she gathered herself and continued towards him, a cocky little smile on her face.

"Hi," she started, plopping down beside him on the neighboring stool.

The bartender shot her a dark look but Riddick waved him off. The man glowered a few moments longer then turned back to his customers.

Riddick didn't answer the kid, ignoring her instead as he took another drink of his beer. Still cold, he congratulated himself.

"So, are you a merc?" she questioned after an awkward silence and Riddick shrugged his reply.

"Maybe. Maybe not. What's it to you, kid?"

The girl frowned. "Just wondering. How'd your eyes get like that? What do I gotta do to get eyes like that?"

"You gotta kill a few people."

"I can do that," she stated boldly and he allowed himself a small smile, half believing her.

"Then you gotta dig up a doctor and pay him twenty menthol cools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs."

"So you can see who's coming up behind you in the dark."

"Exactly."

"Cool. I can do that."

"I'm sure you can. But first, why you want to be a boy?" Riddick questioned.

The girl shrugged. "Just seemed easier. How'd you know?"

Riddick turned to her and let his nostrils flare slightly. "Smell it."

She flushed and turned away from him. Finally getting her courage up again, she faced him. "I'm Jack."

"Jack?"

Jack nodded. "Yeah. You got a problem with that?"

Riddick shook his head. "Nope. Your parents must of had a sense of humor, though."

She frowned. "My real name is Audrey, but I don't let anyone call me that."

"Why not?"

"It's a pansy name. I don't want anyone to think I'm a pansy."

"You don't want anyone to think you're a girl, either." Riddick finished his beer and slid the bottle away.

The bartender sat another one in front of him and he pressed the cold glass against his face.

"You want people to think you're a cop. Or at least a merc," she countered and Riddick laughed.

"Perceptive little bastard, aren't you?"

She grinned at him and nodded. "Gotta stay alive, don't I?"

Riddick laughed again and shrugged. "Could still show you how I killed that guy," he offered, all show of humor gone from his voice and face as he turned cold eyes on Jack.

Jack shivered and dropped from the stool, scooting away backwards. "Uh, no thanks, mister," she answered and walked rapidly towards the exit.

Riddick smirked and downed his beer in one gulp. Smart kid.

A woman walked up to him and sat on the bar beside his stool. "Hi, there," she murmured in a husky voice.

Riddick turned to her and smiled. Perfect. A little beer. A little sex. Then he'd be on his way off this moon, heading for the outer rim.

"I'm Johns," he welcomed and flashed a sexy, wolfish grin.

"I'm Annie. You been here long, Johns?" she purred and leaned forward on the counter, exposing ample cleavage.

Riddick eyed her offer blatantly and grinned even wider. "No. But I sure do appreciate a warm welcome."

Annie answered him with a warm, sensual laugh and laid her small hand on his forearm.

Getting Annie to his room was easy. Getting her to do whatever he wanted was easier.

She turned to him as they entered the room and pulled off her blouse and shoved her skirt down her legs. Her dark hair hung loose around her shoulders and breasts and she cupped the soft flesh, pressing the mounds together.

Riddick grinned and stalked over to her. He tossed her on the bed and she spread her legs wide, beckoning to him with one hand while she rubbed a hard nipple.

Riddick hated easy women. Didn't mean he hadn't had his share. More than his share, he conceded as he kicked off his boots and pulled his shirt off over his head.

He stripped off his pants and she gasped at the size of his erection. He grinned wickedly and stepped to the edge of the bed to grasp her ankles. He pulled her to the edge of the mattress and forced her legs as far apart as they would go with his hands on her thighs.

She arched invitingly and he thrust deep inside of her. She let out a sharp cry of pleasure and wrapped her legs around his hips.

He bucked into her hard and fast and she lifted herself to him. Riddick's fingers dug into her soft hips as he thrust into her. Her release shattered over her and he continued to thrust as she shuddered around him, her muscles clenching and loosening around his sex.

Riddick thrust once, twice, three more times before allowing his own release. He pulled out of her and walked around the bed, sitting away from her.

She rolled over finally and grinned at him and he felt himself readying for more. When he was done with her he ushered out of the room quickly, ignoring her protests.

"Nice knowing you, Annie," he stated. "Thanks for the fuck."

Her face fell and he slammed the door against her, not feeling any remorse for her or any other woman like her. He'd met plenty in his time and he wouldn't allow himself to be attached to one.

It was time he found a way out of there. The outer rim was only a two week trip away. He'd travel to the furthest planet he could find and hole up. Maybe even outrun the law. Maybe even have a life.