((Quick Note: Here's number four. I hope you enjoy.. It's probably the longest chapter so far. Warning; this one has a bit of violance and gore.. So if you're squimish, ye been warned: And thank you again for the reviews!((More to come...))

Chapter 4

Broken promises dance along a sea of death, as empty words stream through my mind.

I watch a shadow slip into my sight, a fragile thing with eyes of innocence..

I'm looking into the eyes of what once was, and what may never be again..

A roar rips at my soul, taking over every ounce of my being..

I am torn..

Within the silent darkness I hear a deep breathing, then the stench overwhelms my senses..

Death and rage mingled into one powerful creature..

My heart screams out for the innocent to run, to go into the light..

But I fail..

In horror I watch as the beast prowls towards my old self, filled with lies and deceit.

My legs refuse to budge as I fall helplessly to an unforgiving earth.

There is nothing I can do.. Nothing I can say.. As I watch the beast close in.. It's putrid stench stinging my eyes as I struggle to breathe.. Skin dangles from its rotting flesh as blackened pools of blood ooze from its gaping wounds..

I want to save her, I want the beast to turn its demonic gaze on me.

Suddenly I'm taken back at the vision before me.. The beast stops before the girl, its mangled face lowering to meet her gaze.

Untouched..

Completely calm the girl reaches out with her small hands and touches its face. A deep guttural growl drips from its twisted mouth as it purrs. A warm smile flows into her angelic face as she looks into the beasts eyes with love...

I watch as they walk off into the darkness... Deeper I fall into Silent Screams..


The darkened room danced with defiant shadows as two bodies held fast in silence. Broad shoulders arched high as tanned skin shimmered in the moonlight. Her body lay still beneath his powerful grasp, her eyes empty of human emotion. He felt a stab at his lungs as he caught an unnatural scent...

The air sang with an unknown entity, something dark and forbidden..

No longer confined in it's mortal cage, sheer agony of many years bred a child of madness. It remained in its tomb of flesh, waiting for that perfect moment.. That sweet fragrance of timeless sorrow and hate to create its escape.

A sick and demented thing that feeds on the agony of her soul, carnage and morbid hunger fuels this beast to live..

Talons six inches in length extend in black curved blades from its hands and feet. Its body covered in thick shadows that only a raven could see..

The most terrifying thing of all... Is the empty sockets of its massive skull.. Only blue flames spew from its lidless eyes.. Staring off into the darkness..

Waiting to strike.


Jack didn't move, she kept perfectly still as an ungodly essence swirled around them. It had been only five minutes as Riddick watched his broken angel change before his silvery gaze..

A nonhuman presence engulfed the brilliance of her eyes.. It glared back at him, baring its dagger like teeth in cruel delight.

Riddick felt the fine hairs of his back rise in unison. His skin itched while his blood filled with liquid fire. Nothing and no man ever caused him to react so suddenly. His inner beast reared its head in challenge, a threatening quiver rumbling through his spine.

Rising from the bed, one foot after the other he stepped back, his eyes never leaving her. Something had gone terribly wrong, not once in his adult life had he felt this kind of presence. It was cruel and filled with fowl insanity.

"Jack?" A rumbling voice echoed through the dull air, enveloping itself in her ears.

Nothing.....

'C'mon Jack talk to me, show me you're still in there.'

He stood at the edge of the bed, his breath calm and steady while small beads of sweat formed like dew along his shoulders and chest.

Riddick wasn't about to lose it. His beast was NOT going to have the pleasure of getting a hold of Jack and doing god knows what. It shifted inside him, breathing in the sweet scent of her untamed hunger, it wanted her, it wanted out.

It wanted blood...

No sooner had he thought about leaning forward she flew up, eyes lit in a terrible fire.

Surprised he rocked on his heels while she slowly threw her legs off the bed. Jack looked wild, her hair dangling about her face like a madman. Her mouth had been taken over with a sadistic grin, maniacal and unforgiving as something peered through her eyes.

A gleam of silver flashed through the darkness, as every fine line of his upper body rippled with anticipation while his gaze stayed fixed on this Amazon beauty.

"Hello Riddick.." An unnatural voice slipped from her taunting mouth, slithering into the air like an unseen venom draining all thought from his mind.

He furrowed his thick brow, revealing an expression of boredom and curiosity. He stood his ground as she stood up.

"Jack." His jaw twitched as the words sought refuge in his throat. If there had been anytime his voice seemed to waver, it was now.

"You ok? You seem... A little off."

A sparkle danced through her piercing eyes as she took a step forward, placing her hands on his chest.

"My dear Rick.. You worry too much." She cooed in a seductive tone as her fingers caressed his naked flesh. She watched as the sensitive skin trembled at her soft touch.

'Riddick that's not Jack..' The thought horrified and excited him at the same time.

Canting her head to the side, an inviting smile stretched across her face as she paused to drink him in. Taking in the very vision of deadly power standing before her broken mind.

'Look at him Jack.. He's afraid.. He's excited'

A demonic voice sang in her mind as she no longer had control over her body. She sat in horror, held down by the very thing she fought to contain. 'Lets play with him.' It laughed as she screamed out not to touch him.

Riddick watched in silence as she proceeded to rest her cheek on his bicep. Her hands leaving invisible trails up and down his stomach. He wanted to wrap his arms around her, pull her in and take in her scent. But he knew it wasn't Jack standing in front of him. He knew that whatever it was, it was about to attack.

A deep sigh escaped her parted lips as she tilted her head up to him. She watched his face drenched in milky waves of light as the full moon peered through the broken window.

"What's the matter Rick? You look a little on edge." Her words practically laughed in his face.

"Jack doesn't call me Rick." He snapped pulling away from her.

An evil grin spilled over her features. "You're a quick one, I didn't think you could have a clear thought in that psycho fucked head of yours Rick."

"Whatever the fuck you are, you better bring her back." A menacing growl started in his chest and flowed from his lips.

"What if I don't pretty boy? What if I stay and play awhile. I know she'd love that."

Another silent slap in the face...

Riddick decided to play along and hope that he could put this thing in check, he didn't want to hurt Jack, even if this THING scared the shit out of him.

"What you got in mind?"

'Riddick get away! Get away from me! That thing wants to kill you!' Jack was screaming with everything she had but to her horror it only came out in a whisper.

"I was thinking a little rough housing, maybe some spilled blood.. Or just fucking you raw. You pick." She started moving towards him, her feet as silent as the grave.

"Or.. I could just tear you apart and listen to Jack scream as the blood pours from your mangled body."

He smirked ignoring her taunts. "How about you shut the fuck up and bring her back."

Riddick had no warning as her body flew through the air slamming him into the wall. The sheer force of her attack caused the wall the crack and moan.

Her eyes flashed brilliantly in the darkness as a deep growl poured passed her bared teeth. Suddenly a flash of steal came down hard on his left arm, leaving a gaping wound in its path.

He roared in pain as her body flew through the air like a wet rag only to land perfectly at the other end of the room. He hadn't seen the large curved blade in her hand as she charged him. She must have snatched his Shiv from his belt when he wasn't looking.

Blood seeped from the large cut on his left bicep as he stood himself. Cracking his neck he waited, he wasn't playing games anymore.

"Oh c'mon baby, is that all you got?" She cackled while licking away the warm crimson that dripped from the cold steal.

"Give it to me rough."

This thing had no idea who it was fucking with. It may have gotten the best of him just then, but if thought it was going to pull that shit again, it was wrong..

Dead wrong..

The air tensed as their bodies hovered over each other, waiting, anticipating the others movement. It was a lethal dance of two predators sizing each other up in the moonlight. In a house so far away from the human race, on a planet too far from anything that could stop them..

Just the moons ever watchful gaze..

Rocking back and forth on her feet, her body crouched low ready for any given moment to lash out and slice his flesh. A deadly game of cat and mouse excited this demonic creature, giving it fuel to tear him from limb to limb. Jack may have been too weak to let out her wild side, so it was doing it for her.

Riddick danced forward, nearly escaping another crack of the Shiv to his chest as he slipped behind her. Perfectly balanced as he spun around sending a powerful kick to her lower back which sent her across the bed.

Tumbling low she jumped back up, the Shiv still clenched in her hand. Before she could pounce he was on her, snatching up her wrist and removing the Shiv in one swift motion.

She roared in defiance as a fist came thundering just inches from his jaw. An evil grin ate at the corners of his mouth as he twisted her body into a headlock.

No matter what she did there was now way in hell she was getting out of this one.

"Let me go!" She snarled in a voice that resembled a growling bear.

Riddick snapped her body into him, choking her as he pulled her hair back so he could get a good view of her face.

It stung him...

Her lips were distorted in an expression of rage as her eyes gaped from their sockets.

"Jack I know you're in there." He growled in her ear as she squirmed under his deadly embrace.

"Fight it Jack! Kill the fucker!"


Jack heard his deep voice echoing all around her.. She struggled to move, her blood boiling with revenge. She clenched her jaw as the pain ripped through her body, every ounce of her flesh stung with a fire hotter then the surface of the sun.

Her head flew back as a roar ripped from her lungs as the crimson soaked ropes about her wrists crumbled to shreds.

She was free... And beyond pissed.

Jack stood up and gazed into the darkness of her mind, an empty tomb filled with blood splattered walls. Her eyes fell on a shadow that seemed to devour the lingering light. Its hallow sockets glaring at her, the blue flames glowing with menace.

"Get out.." Jack growled, her teeth bared, her body tense, her knuckles shown white as she clenched her fists.

A low rumbling filled the empty room as it moved forward, it's talons digging into the crimson soaked ground, pieces of flesh dangled from its jaws. Its massive head shown with rotting tissue clinging to bashed in skull. Tendons stretched and ripped as it opened its twisted jaws in a low growl.

She didn't hesitate as it charged. She flipped through the air and sent a killing blow with her powerful legs to the back of its neck. A sick snap echoed in the air as it flew forward and slammed into the earth.

Her body hit the ground with a soft thud as she rolled to her feet. Jack turned in time as it slowly stood up. Jack watched as it turned to face her, pure madness burning in its piercing glare.

"This is MY body, MY mind, so you better get the fuck out before I start getting serious."

In mere seconds it came rushing towards her, it's body a train of roaring insanity. A gush of blood and rotting muscle flew from its flesh as it tore through the dark silence. It stopped short when it hit nothing.. But air..

"Over here stinky." She chimed waving to its left.

It's head turned slowly in her direction only to be cut silent. A loud crack echoed as Jack brought a huge blade smashing into its neck. It's mouth gaped open in a silent scream as its skull dropped clean from its massive body. It fell to the unforgiving earth in a heap of twisted flesh.

A swirl of blue light lifted from the dead creature's lifeless eyes. The pulsing vapor stopped one last time above Jack's fierce gaze, her hands gripping the hilt of a massive curved blade while crimson streams bled from her bruised wrists.

"Get the fuck out!" She howled as her arms lifted the mass of killing steal above her head and whipped it through the glowing mist.


Riddick was thrown back as a blood curdling scream bellowed from her gaping mouth. He watched in amazement as a blue light escaped her trembling form and went crashing through the window, sending shards of glass everywhere.

Then darkness... Followed by eerie silence...

Jack blinked several times and collapsed, landing hard onto the old floorboards. Her throat burned, her vocal cords nearly ripped apart from the escape of her mind.

"Riddick.." She choked as she rolled to her side, her eyes calling out to him in the darkness.

"Jack?" Riddick called out, inching closer to her trembling form.

"Yea it's me.." She groaned.

Standing at her side he caught the sent of rust dripping from her wrists.. It looked as though she had been bound for weeks. The flesh swollen as blood seeped from painful gashes.

"Jesus Kid what the fuck was that?" He asked softly as he scooped her up into his strong arms.

"I'm not a kid." Jack managed to growl as he set her on the bed.

He chuckled shaking his head and flinched as his left bicep twitched in pain. Jack looked up and noticed the gaping wound on his left arm.

"Oh fuck don't tell me I did that?" Her eyes wide with amazement.

"Yea, you got me pretty good." He shrugged while he pulled a big black bag from under the bed. "If that Shiv had gone any deeper, you would have got the artery."

Jack couldn't speak, the remorse and guilt she felt was more then she could bare. Sitting up she snatched the needle and thread from his hands and grabbed his arm. Riddick raised a brow in curiosity.

"Please, it's the least I could do.." Her eyes were pleading as she looked into his luminescent gaze.

He tilted his head as a large hand rubbed his shaved head. "Alright Kid, just don't Frankenstein me."

"I know what I'm doing Riddick, who do you think stitched me up three years ago?"

His eyes widened. "You Did that?"

Gently she worked his flesh together and carefully pushed the needle through his torn skin. He flinched a little and let out a deep sigh.

"Yup, I did it myself. Granted the loss of blood made me feel drunk for a week but I managed. Good thing I went to see Imam for awhile. Otherwise I may not be sitting here right now."

She replied unscaved by the mangled flesh of his bicep. "He was pissed that I hadn't gone to a Doctor. But he made sure I recovered before I took off again."

Her hands worked quickly over the wound, making tight stitches so it would heal with little scarring.

"I ended up staying for about six months before coming to this god-forsaken planet. I guess I missed having him around."

Chuckles, "I remember one night after he said goodnight and went leave my room I said Goodnight dad... He told me later that it made him feel very honored having me as a daughter."

A warm smile had taken over her pale face as she finished the stitch by dowsing it in alcohol. Riddick growled softly as she gently dabbed a torn piece of sheet over his arm. Cleaning away the blood.

"I guess he is my Dad.. He's the only father I've ever known." She stopped and took a look at her work and smiled. "Better?"

Riddick looked over his arm and noticed the perfect job she'd done on the wound.

"Yea, much better. Now it's my turn."

She gave him a look of confusion as he pulled her closer. Her eyes fell to her wrists and gasped. "Oh.. Did you do that?"

"No Jack, those things appeared when a blue light came out of your screaming mouth and flew out the window."

His voice was slightly sarcastic as she let her eyes fall on the window... Glass everywhere.

"Holy fuck.."

"No shit." He replied as he drenched her wrists in alcohol. Her face crunched up at the pain. Riddick found himself chuckling at her expression.

"Hurts don't it?" His hands now gently bandaging her wrists.

"You can say that.. Ass." She retorted making him laugh.

"You gunna tell me what the fuck happened just a few minutes ago?" He asked again after letting her wrists go.

Jack looked over the bandages and let out a sigh. She had no idea where to start. That THING was something that followed her since the day she escaped that shit hole of a planet. It's as though something had attached itself to her and fed off her depression.

No one knew she was in actual pain...


Imam knew something was off, but his never failing love and faith kept it from hurting her those six months on New Mecca. Jack didn't want to leave "Dad", if anything she would have stayed with him and maybe took up some spiritual studying. But at the end of those six months something made her change her mind.

She had a nightmare where she was outside of her own body, and watched in agony as this thing tore Imam into a bloody pulp. That was all she needed and took off. Imam never knew of her physical pain.

The holy man had noticed that dark presence envelope her soul the night she left. He wished he could have made her stay...

For that demon would surely consume every last drop of her spirit...


Jack finally explained everything to Riddick... She went over how the nightmares began after the planet.. How she would wake up in the middle of the night with fresh cuts lining her chest and arms. How it was getting harder and harder for her not to take a knife to her wrists.

Riddick sat there with an expression on his face that could only be described as pure astonishment. Had he known she was in this kind of torment he would have taken her with him.

'Five fuckin' years she's been suffering.. That's why you couldn't get her out of your head... Why do you think you needed to see her? You stupid fuck... She needed you.'

"You probably think I've completely fuckin' lost it.." She sighed and looked down at her wrists. "I don't blame you Riddick.. I lost my mind along time ago.."

"No I don't think you're crazy, hell you are probably the most sane person I know. I just never expected Anything like this to happen... I've read about this kind of shit but I never thought I'd actually witness it."

Suddenly she jumped up and tackled him with a bear hug. His eyes widened as a dumbfounded look fell over his thoughtful expression.

"Thank you.." She murmured softly nuzzling her face into his warm chest. She loved the feel of his smooth skin gently pressed against her cheek. The sound of his heartbeat a gentle reminder that she wasn't alone..

Getting a hold of himself he wrapped his massive arms around her smaller frame and pulled her into his lap. His large hand gently brushing her mane of long dark waves down her back. The feeling was new, but he welcomed it..

He welcomed her embrace as if he'd never known compassion before. As if he'd never felt the warmth of a women's touch. He felt safe in this moment...

He felt loved...