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Noir's POV

"Thought you could get away did you?" I turn sharply on the roof I had landed on and see the man

standing behind me. My eyes widened as I look at the man.

"What?" He sneers." Didn't expect me to be like you?" He say's. I stare at him for a moment then I turn and

run to the edge of the roof and jumped off.

"You cannot run little girl." The man yelled behind me." I can go anywhere you can."

I looked up from the floor and opened my eyes blinking back the tears. Why had things gone so wrong?

What had I done to deserve this? These memories that invaded my every thought. I saw everything

happen and then when it was finished it would start over. I peeked out of my grate and watched for the

usual guards to pass signaling that it was morning. Or rather change in shift. I slunk from my hole

behind them and followed them to the barracks. Keeping far enough back so that no one noticed me. I

slowly gripped the wall and started to climb up the side but was roughly yanked back. Shock filled me

first then fear. A huge hand clasped over my mouth. A I heard the faintest hint of a whispered 'shh' in my

ear, before being dragged away. I didn't fight back not wanting to alert the guards and not wanting to

evoke the wrath of the man that held my head just so that if he twisted it would snap my neck in a second. I

was pulled from the hallway that the barracks was on and down several more sticking to the darkest part

of the walls. Finally we reached one of the shower rooms and he released me and shoved me into the

corner. I stumbled and fell then I jumped up and turned to fight pulling my shiv free from it's place on my

side. It was Riddick. I narrowed my eyes and held out the shiv defensively.

"What do you want?" I said disgust dripping form my words. He grinned slightly and crossed his arms

and leaned against the door way.

"You never answered my questions the last time that we talked." He said. I lowered one side of my head

and raised a corner of my mouth in confusion.

"What?" I asked.

"You never answered my questions." He repeated slowly.

"You're not trying to get into my pants?" I asked incredulously. He laughed. It started as a rumble deep in

his chest and moved it's way up and out of his mouth. I almost smiled at the pleasant sound of it.

"Me want in your pants?" He said sounding amazed that I had thought that." Why the hell would I want

in your pants. Your a scrawny little $#!^. I'm shocked that any man would want in your pants. I am not

the least bit surprised that you lasted this long at all." He laughed again. His huge muscles rippling as he

did. I was hurt by that comment. I straightened and looked at him evilly.

"What?" He asked his voice filled with mirth. I sneered at him and then walked to the back of the room.

Riddick's POV

I laughed at her comment. And yet it was the truth. I had wanted in her pants from the moment that I had

first smelt her at that fight. A sharp pain filled me as I saw the look of hurt pass over her face. But it was

better that way. Her thinking that I was an @$$#0!&. Suddenly she backed to the farthest corner of the

room and disappeared. I narrowed my eyes and tried to see her but she wasn't there any more.

"Looking for me?" I heard her say behind me. I spun quickly and stared at her.

"How the F#@! did you do that?" I asked her. She smiled fakely.

"I'm not the only thing around here that has secrets." She said. I looked at her curiously.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. She got a scared look on her face.

"Not for me." She said quietly at first. Terror filled me as she repeated it again." Not for me." She

shouted.

"What kind of nightmares do you have Riddick?" She asked as if it we were at counseling and she had just

shared her nightmares with me.

"That's none of your business." I growled and took a step closer to her. She shrugged.

"You right. It's not." She said innocently and then she turned and walked away. But before she got the

end of the hall she turned and looked back at me.

"I don't know what they call me here and I couldn't care less." She said before walking away. I held back the

tears and stared at the hall after her.

How had she known that? Did I call out in my sleep? A growl escaped my throat. I stalked off down the hall

to find her and demand answers. She wouldn't get away with her F$#@!%^ attitude.

Noir's POV

A hand grabs my foot and pulls. I look back and through the rain I see the man holding me with a disgusting

smile on his face. I cringe and try to pull away but he holds tight.

"Trying to get away little bird?" He say's as if he is trying to talk to a little child. I frown and kick his face

with my other foot. He dries out and clutches his bleeding nose.

"You little B%$#@!!" He cries and flies faster after me. I pump my wings hard and try to get away but he is

stronger and soon catches up to me. I turn and meet him. We clash in the sky and a thunder bolt booms. I

see his face in the lightening flash and see that his face is covered with blood. His nose is slightly crooked.

Inside me I feel a small jolt of pleasure that I had broken his nose. But the feeling quickly leaves me as I

receive a hard punch in the gut. I fly backwards and start to fall. I quickly regain my composer and pump my

wings harder to stay afloat.

"What do you want with me?" I cry clutching my stomach. He grins evilly. He is not such an attractive man

anymore.

"What do all men B^%$#@?" He asked wiping the rain from his brow. Slowly a feeling of terror comes over

me. I start to shake my head.

"No." I cry and turn and start to fly away. But I feel his hand grab me again this time wrapping itself around

my mouth to cut off my cries. I struggle against him. Hard. Biting him and scratching him. I let his wings

support us.

"Damn it!" I hear him say. But wait. It's not his voice I hear.

Slowly I open my eyes and see me above Riddick. He's holding me tight with a hand over my mouth. Fear races

through me and I stiffen. He saw that I was awake and he slightly relaxed his grip on me.

"Shh." He whispered in my ear. My eyes wide I stare straight ahead at the wall. And that's when I hear the

voices of men shouting outside my hole.

"I swear he went down this way man." Mouse shouts. I hear the sound of fists hitting a solid body, and

mouse's moans.

"But he's not here is he mouse?" A second voice said as the beating went on. My eyes widened at the

horrid fact of it. They were going to kill mouse because he had given them wrong information. I started to

struggle again. This time Riddick let me go. I silently creep to the end of my little tunnel and look out. A man

I had never seen before was leaning against the far wall. He was the second speaker I had heard. I leaned

against the grate and it gave slightly. I looked at it worriedly then up at the men to see of they had noticed

then at Riddick. I looked at him hard. Telling him with my eyes that he should have closed the grate all the

way. He shrugged. I turned back to the grate and pushed on it gently. It slid free of it's place against the

wall. I quietly laid it against the side of the wall trying to be as quiet but one man heard me anyway and

before I knew it I was yanked from the hole and pulled against a hot body.

"Well. Lookie here boss." The man holding me said. Fearfully I looked at the other man. He was grinning

and walking towards me.

"Well, well, well." He said stepping up to me and pulling a loose curl free from my head wrap. He gently

tugged it. Then he pulled the heard wrap off completely letting my short, black hair free.

"Looks like we're going to have little fun tonight boys ain't we?" He said raising his voice and turning to

his other cronies. They all cried out happily. My eyes widened in fear as the man leaned over me again.

"What's say we taste the goods." He said leaning towards me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I heard a deep voice say behind the man. He spun quickly and gasped. I

looked around him and saw Riddick standing there his shiv bloody in his hands and a dead man at his feet.

"Riddick." The man said happily." So good to see you again."

"Rocky." Riddick said in turn." What? Are your boys not putting out enough that you have to pick on

defenseless girls now?" He said. I could see the hairs on the back of Rocky's head stand on end in anger. A

low growl escaped his throat. I carefully reached into my pants to retrieve my shiv trying not to alert the

man holding me that I was getting ready to kill him.

"So who set you up to this?" Riddick asked.

"No one you F%$#er." I heard the other man say.

"Really. Hmm." Riddick said not convinced." Cause the last time I was here you couldn't F$#@ yourself

without someone telling you how. So I was just wondering where you could get so many guys to follow

you." Rocky cried out in anger and rushed Riddick. I slammed the shiv into the guys side and then wrapped

my arm around his head and pulled myself up backwards over him. I slid the knife across his throat and then

turned to run but was stopped by a low groan. I turned and looked back at the fight. Guilt ticked at my

conscience. Suddenly and hand grabbed my arm.

"Where you going sweet thing?" I heard a man say. I slammed my fist against his chest but that had no

affect on him. "You hit like a girl." He said I sneered.

"Wow that was the most educated thing ever said." I muttered. He jerked me hard and I stumbled, and fell to

my knee's.

" B!@#$" He said slapping me hard across the face.