Riddick Dreamt. Not like you or I dream, oh no. His dreams were of bloodshed, of the time he spent in the many Slams across the galaxies, and especially of Butcher Bay. One of the toughest slams in the universe. He had gone through hell there, but he had come out of it all right. He hadn't thought about it since the escape, but he couldn't help but dream. For three hours, He slept like that, and when he awoke, it was dark. Slowly, He stood and walked out, removing his goggles as he did so. Suddenly, The world turned bright purple. He saw everything. Lizards that scurried across the surface, small scorpions that quietly hunted. And then, He saw the enormous beasts, much like the ancient Terran Dinosaurs. Slowly, They stalked along, Ignorant of his existence. He hoped it remained that way. He slowly made his way back to the temple, the red marks on his throat now all but invisible.
Gar'ron sped towards the holding cave. He felt the urge to hunt, the need. He saw the cave, only slightly farther than one hundred meters. As he approached, he made sure to be as stealthy as possible, Knowing that the Marauders hunted by sound, and that they could pick up even the slightest noise. Quickly, he removed a remote scarab explosive from his bag and attached it to the door that sealed the cave. Leaping behind cover, he activated the detonator. A brilliant flash of light lit the darkness, and a deafening explosion ripped through the night. Many miles away Riddick heard it, but thought it was merely thunder. Slowly, Gar'ron peered over the boulder, waiting for any sign of the marauders. For one minute he waited, then, as if spawned from hell itself, hundreds of flyers were spewed from the mouth of the cave, followed Closely by the Four-limbed Marauders. He did not wish to attack them now. They had not eaten for many years, he thought, and they needed to grow stronger. He was about to return to his ship when something caught his eye. As he watched, the Head of a marauder appeared. The only different thing about this one was, the head alone was bigger than a normal marauder. Slowly, the beast emerged from the cave, displaying it's thirty foot long, almost skeletal form. Turning to it's right, it impaled another marauder and began to eat it. Slowly, Gar'ron turned around and fled. If he was going to kill this trophy before he died, he would need bigger weapons.