A/N: To those of you who review, thank you. But I can't take all the credit. Keep in mind everyone, Cosmicgirl22 is my partner in this and she writes just as much as I do so she deserves just as much credit.

Someone commented saying it would be cool if Enya had hooked up with Toombs instead of Riddick because there aren't any Toombs fics. I love Toombs almost as much as Riddick so I promise to try to write a Toombs fic once this one is done. Cos and I are also planning on a parody of this fic. It should be very amusing when it comes out.

Enjoy the chapter!

The Lord Marshal had left Eithne laying on the floor of the Bascillica. She was slumped as though beaten...silently weeping at the fact that her sister had tried to rescue her and failed. The Furyan had been there too, and the Lord Marshal still lived. Maybe the prophecy was wrong? Maybe she should just resign herself to the fate of Necromongerdom.

As her mind raced with thoughts, a black gloved hand reached down and picked up her chin. It was The Purifier's eyes that met hers as she looked up. He didn't speak, only lifted her onto her feet.

Eithne buried her face into his neck, trying her hardest to hold herself together. Luthan walked her back to his room , holding most of her weight as they walked.

What neither of them knew was that they were being watched. Dame Vaako folded her arms and grinned slyly.

Enya climbed aboard the shoddy skiff and took a seat. The three men and Toombs followed her and began to chain Riddick into his seat. She cast a critical eye around the skiff and shook her head. I get to die in a piece of junk like this. Greeaat.

One of the men took the pilot's seat while the rest stood around looking at Riddick. Toombs lit a cigarette and surveyed the convict while Enya began to clean her weapons. She still wasn't looking at Riddick but she could feel his eyes on her, even if he was wearing his goggles.

"Who's going to pay the most for you now, Riddick," Toombs asked, rolling the cigarette between his fingers. "Butcher's Bay?"

A small smile played across Enya's lips. No. Riddick's escaped from there too many times. She polished her knife and thought of all the stories she had heard from the guards at the slams. Whenever she dropped off a con they would tell her how the brute killed several men and escaped.

"Butcher's Bay," Riddick repeated Toombs. "Protein waffles aren't bad." Enya glanced up to see the faces of Toombs' crew had fallen.

"Ursa Luna," Toombs suggested as he slowly stepped closer to Riddick.

Again Enya thought of the stories she had heard about Riddick's escapes. Ursa Luna was one he had visited frequently, but he never stayed long.

"They keep a cell open for me. In case I drop by." Riddick was playing with Toombs and Enya knew it.

Toombs' eyes narrowed and he turned to his crew. "You know what's wrong with these double max slams? Health clubs for waffle eatin' pussies. I'm thinkin' about uppin' our stakes a bit."

Enya's eyes lifted from her cleaning and rested on Toombs. She knew the merc meant a triple max prison which was exactly what Riddick wanted. He was planning on going to one of them, she had heard what he said to Imam. Figuring out the rest wasn't hard with her Elemental calculating abilities.

"A triple max," Riddick's voice rumbled slightly. "A no daylight slam. The only one this shitty little under-cutter will make it to is Crematoria."

"Hey," one of the crewmen said. "How does he know where we're goin' and we don't?"

"Shut up," Toombs snapped.

The pilot shook his head. "I hate this run."

"Just do it." Toombs was getting angry with the three men.

Enya's eyes flashed from one face to another. "Where the hell did you pick them up, Toombs?" All eyes turned to her, it was the first time she had spoken in the skiff.

"They seem skittish." Riddick looked up at Toombs. "Probably should've told them what happened to the last crew."

It took all of her willpower not laugh at the scared looks on the faces of the crew. It was obvious that none of them were very experienced. Had they been in the merc business longer they might have heard about Toombs' history of losing his crew.

Taking a drag off his cigarette, Toombs leaned down so he and Riddick were face-to-face. "You know," he said in his raspy voice. "You always make it seem like you're so tough." His blue eyes looked at Riddick and his chains. "Now look at you. All back of the bus and shit." With his final sentence, Toombs blew smoke into Riddick's face.

Enya shook her head. "Toombs, don't provoke him." The merc stood up and turned to face her. "I'm not in the mood to have to clean your blood of my clothes."

He leaned down so their noses were almost touching. "When are you gonna admit you want me?" Toombs lifted her chin up with one of his hands and Enya could hear Riddick's chains rattle slightly.

Pulling away, Enya grimaced. "Brush your damn teeth and maybe I'll think about it."

Toombs smirked and stood up again. His crew members were all looking at him with awe. "Are you going to take that from her," one of the men asked.

Surprising them all, Enya laughed melodiously. "Toombs wouldn't hurt me," she said she sat back in her seat. "He wouldn't be able to get a hit in and besides, he owes me."

"Who the hell are you," the largest man asked.

"I'm Enya," she responded. "Captain of the merc battleship The Lunette." Riddick's goggled eyes snapped to Enya while the crew members looked at her, puzzled. "Toombs you picked quite a crew," she said as she got ready for cryo-sleep. "They definitely green if they haven't at least heard of my ship."

"This is it...." she said as he shut the door behind them. "My sister's on the planet. We can escape. We can find her and the Furyan and somehow we can ..."

"Do you know what just happened? He could've killed you." Luthan said . "Did you not see him rip away a man's soul today?" his voice was hard, as though scolding her for testing the Lord Marshal.

"I saw it." Eithne sighed. "I also saw you looking up at me...and I could see that you hated every minute of it. How do you sleep, knowing this is wrong yet converting them anyway?"

"You don't realize that if they don't convert they die..."

"And if they do convert it's just more soldiers to kill off the next planet." her arms crossed.

"Just as you will die, if you do not convert." Luthan continued as though he hadn't heard her. "You mean more to me than you know."

"And if I convert, do you think we could actually be together here?" She smirked. "There's a reason the Lord Marshal hasn't killed me, and its not for my elemental predictions. He wants me to belong to him. How better to show that he has power over other races, than by having an elemental as his bride?"

"Yes, I have seen the way he looks at you. I know his plan is to wed you, once you convert."

"And you're alright with that? You would rather me marry The Lord Mars..?"

"I would rather you be alive." Luthan forcefully interrupted, grabbing Eithne by the shoulders.

"I would rather die than be with him...." At this response, his face clouded.

"Then die you will." his voice was without emotion, as he let go of her and walked out the door.

Vaako entered behind him.

"And what are you doing out of your cell?" he asked his eyes narrowed and his voice deep.

"I go where I'm taken." she said rounding around to face him.

"Then you will be 'taken' back where you belong." he said and waved the gun towards the door.

"I didn't realize purification involved pleasuring as well..." she said her voice holding an amused sarcasm. She had stepped in front of Luthan as he walked down the corridor, blocking his path.

"What do you want, Dame Vaako?" Luthan tried to pass her but she continued walking beside him.

"I only want to know what the breeder has planned for you, Purifier."

"What do you mean, planned?" his eyes narrowed.

"All elementals are witches and spies." Dame Vaako whispered. "It's obvious she already has you wrapped around her finger. I only wonder what it is exactly she plans on using you for?"

"You mean like the way you 'use' Vaako?" The Purifier's comment had hit the bone.

"Well..." Dame Vaako's voice faked injury. "Just don't say I didn't warn you when her true colors are shown. Elementals aren't to be trusted."

Everyone on the skiff had fallen asleep except Enya and Riddick. Silently she took the clear plastic casing off her arm. She had purposely faked cry-sleep so she could talk to Riddick in private.

Enya walked to the back of the skiff where Riddick was being held. Her eyes roamed over his muscular body. He's not bad looking… Immediately she scolded herself for her thoughts. No! Bad Enya! Remember why became a merc. Its your job to hunt guys like him down… even if they are extremely attractive… damn it!

"Riddick," she whispered as she stepped closer, listening to his rhythmic breathing. "I know you're not asleep. You're too animalistic for cryo to work on you." Slowly his head lifted and Riddick looked at her, not saying a word. Enya sighed and crouched down in front of him.

"I realize I'm probably not your favorite person right now," she said, looking at her hands. "I couldn't help but notice you recognized the name of my ship and I can only assume you hate mercs." He still didn't say anything.

"Look," said Enya standing up again. "I have a business proposition for you. A you-scratch-my-back-I-scratch-your-back kind of deal."

"You're a merc," Riddick said flatly. "What makes you think I would do anything to help a lying sack of shit like you?"

Enya feigned a hurt look and sitting on Riddick's lap she said, "I know you could easily bust out of those chains and kill everyone." Riddick set his jaw. "I also know you want to go to Crematoria and why."

Riddick didn't say anything, he just looked at her while she sat on his lap like a child would sit on Santa's lap. "If you help me save my sister," Enya continued. "I'll help you bust your friend out of Crematoria."

"I don't help mercs like you," he said icily. "I kill them."

"I marvel at how I'm still alive."

For a long moment neither of them spoke. It was true that Riddick could easily kill her. All it took was a sharp object to Enya's sweet spot. He also wondered why he hadn't killed her yet.

"Why drive when I can get driven," was Riddick's response.

With a wry smile Enya stood up. "Get some sleep," she said as she rubbed his bald head. "You'll need your energy for Crematoria."

Little did they know that the pilot Toombs recruited had awoken for a routine systems check. He had heard their entire conversation.

"It doesn't take an elemental to see that you're unhappy." Eithne tested as she walked with Vaako back to her cell.

"I am not concerned with happiness."

"Then what are you concerned with?"

"Serving Lord Marshal."

"He's a fool, which makes you a bigger fool for serving him." she smirked. Within seconds he had hold of her. She was pinned up against a wall, his face close to hers.

"Take care what you say to me, breeder." his strong hands squeezing her jaw. "Those words could be your last."

"You can't hurt me...." she managed to say thru her clenched teeth. "Your Lord Marshal wants me alive."

She felt his entire body pressed against her, and in a flash his hot mouth was on top of hers. She resisted at first but then the passion of his kiss was so overwhelming she began to give into it. When he pulled away his dark stare was powerful, she found herself speechless.

"I suppose it is true...." came the last voice she wanted to hear.

Vaako let go of her and backed away, leaving Eithne staring straight into the eyes of The Purifier.

"...Elementals aren't to be trusted."

Eithne tried to go after him, but Vaako held her back. "You're to stay with me," he said before quickly adding, "you're still a prisoner here." All Eithne could do was look wistfully at where Luthan had been before Vaako led her back to her cell.