(Disclaimer: I own none of the Pitch Black or the COR characters. I wouldn't mind owning Riddick though.)

"Where's the ship?" Mom stood still looking at the empty space.

"It was right here." He walked up to where the door would be. He walked into something, making a noise. He fell backwards on his back. I laughed.

"I think it's still here." I said trying to stop laughing. He got up and opened the door he ran into, he walked into the ship.

"No wonder. Somebody pushed the blue button." He sat down in his throne as mom and I walked in the ship with Spyro in front. We took off and were just floating in space. Riddick was sitting in the little room we used for multiple tasks, so I sat next to him. He sat staring at the stars.

"Skin against skin blood and bone, your all by yourself but your not alone, you wanted in, now you're here, driven by hate consumed by fear. That's how I felt every night mom would tell me a story about you." I too looked at the stars. "Know the stars, follow the stars, for within in them lies your destiny. I know you miss your old life. But you're tied down by mom and me. Two months with us and you miss your old life." I gave him a sad look. "But you're going soft. Before Toombs found you on UV6 a new merc found you. And you told him, 'Since you ain't even a real merc, I'm gonna give you a chance, take off now. And don't tell anybody what you found. And what you didn't find.' Then two of his buddies followed him, and asked him if he found anything. He could have dropped a dime on you and been set for life, but he didn't. The two mercs that followed the new one headed for the cave and you killed them. Then turned to face the young one. 'You were followed here. You led them right to me. But you didn't flip.' And handed him the shiv in your hand. You could have killed him too. It was apparent that you were goin soft after saving mom." I rubbed my legs with my hands trying to put my feelings in words. "Know the stars, follow the stars, for within in them lies your destiny. Go back to your old life if you have to, I want you to be happy." I stood up and started out the door.

"I don't' feel tied down. Yeah I miss my old life. But this one is much better." I stopped at the door, I didn't turn around.

"I can see it in your eyes."

"I just don't feel like myself." I turned around as Riddick put his hand over his mouth and coughed, blood leaked threw his fingers and down his arm, he put is hand in front of him and looked at the blood trailing down his hand. I saw the blood fall from his mouth down his chin soaking his white shirt turning it red. I hurried to his side. I pulled off the long sleeve shirt I was wearing and started wiping his face with it. He coughed again and with it more blood.

"MOM!!!!!" I yelled with concern in my voice. She came running in.

"Oh my god." She turned around and grabbed the medic kit she Velcro to the wall. "what happened?" she grabbed the towel we were using as a table cloth.

"I don't know. He said he wasn't feeling like himself and he coughed, when he coughed blood started leaking threw his fingers." Riddick sat there just dazed like he was in a trance or something. I grabbed his shirt in the middle and ripped it open. Sitting in front of me was a man that said he was too hard core to die and there he was in front of me dieing. Sticking a 1/8 of an inch out of his chest was a blade from one of those demon things. "Mom, this has been here far too long. It's caused an infection that caused his lungs to fill up with blood. If we don't' hurry he could drown in his own blood." I looked at the blade. I inched it with my fingers and tried to pull it out but it wouldn't budge. I reached into the tin box and pulled out a pair of pinchers for pulling out bullets, shards of metal, and other things. So I pinched the blade and pulled it out, with not as much as a flinch from Riddick. The blade was about 4ich long and an inch wide. "How do we stop the blood flow into his lungs?" I took the needle from mom and started stitching up the small hole the blade left.

"The foreign object has been removed, so now we just wait. I'll take care of you while you're sick." She kissed his bloody lips.

"Let me." I said wrapping a long piece of cloth around his chest.

"Ok." She sat up and wiped his blood from her lips. I wrapped his arm around my neck and helped him to my room, down the hall from the multi purpose room. I set him down on the bed he laid down as I took one of the clean towels and dipped in the bowl of water that was left there. And washed the blood of his body. After cleaning up the blood I left to give him some time to rest. I came back about two hours later. Riddick lay in a bed of sweat. His chest and face covered in beads. I walked over to the bed and knelt beside it. I looked at him for a moment. I set my hand on his forehead, he was burning up. So I soaked a towel in the bowl still in the room, and dabbed his head and face. His eyes opened slowly looking over at me.

"Go back to sleep." I whispered to him. He started to speak but I put my fingers over his lips. "Shhh. Go back to sleep. You need the rest." He put his hand on mine, and kissed it. My voice was smooth and small, my thunderous voice that was put on sounded almost exactly like his, which was the way I wanted it. "Did I kill a few people? Yeah. Did I kill Zeke. You've got the wrong killer." I laid my head on his bare stomach as my eyes welled up. "Please don't die. I need you." I held back the tears for him. I sat up again looking at his eyes, that were now closed. I turned around and laid my head against the bed and fell asleep.

AN: Sorry it's so short but I thought it was a good place to stop. Hope you like.:)