This is the last chapter in the story. I hope you enjoy this, I think this is some of my best writing. Action is the inspiration. Hope you enjoy this...

Nebula 10

In a thick haze, she remotely collected her things. Her hands reached out, grabbed things, picked them up, put them down, folded, stuffed, zipped, and lifted. Her arms and hands felt unattached to her, she could only feel her own chest rise and fall with every breath.

She walked along the narrow hall, seeing the row of lights in the center of the hall ceiling pass over her head, casting a slight shadow in front of her as she made her way to the cockpit.

She strapped herself in tight, knowing that the atmosphere was more turbulent than that of New Mecca. Its atmosphere was black and thick as you entered it, knocking the ship around like it was an insect in a thunderstorm.

It was night in Nebula 10, the sprawling factories and five story apartment buildings loomed like ghosts against shadows. The building's hulking forms massive and dark, only faint flecks of light making the city known, lights were bright yellow and in selective places.

Energy was scarce, the people living in Nebula 10 didn't like too much light. The ship tilted to the left and swung gracefully into the port. No security or identification to deal with, you entered this planet at your own risk.

There was a slight scraping as Riddick set down the ship and kept the engine humming. Riddick didn't get up from his seat, didn't move, and didn't speak. But Minx didn't expect him to, and the worst part was that she couldn't think of anything to say to him.

She took a breath and tapped the green button by the door. Goodbye Riddick. She silently thought, saying it more to herself then to him. The compressed air between the door and the ship was released with a slow hiss as the door was pulled back and out of her way.

She was planning on leaving just as Jack had done: not looking back, and not stalling for time, just quickly exiting. But she couldn't do it as she turned her head and looked at Riddick's profile.

Looking at him so solemn and cold pushed her finally to exit the ship, then walk down the slightly bouncing ramp and onto the pavement of the port. She had to walk along the side of the ship to get off of the dock and so she did, even though a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach told her not to.

Riddick felt her scent rap around his head, even though she was gone from the ship. Her voice still echoed in his mind, so Minx does want me, Riddick mused to himself.

There was a long moment when he wished Minx didn't care about Jack. He hated to admit Minx could get under his skin.

Riddick suppressed his thoughts as he looked out into the dock and began clicking buttons for take off, the sooner he got out of this hell hole the better. He checked in front of him to make sure that the take off would be clean, looking at the black pavement before him for shards of metal. But when he did he saw Minx run in front of the ship, a black sack tied over her head, her hands tied behind her back.

Before he could even blink two huge men took her away. His mind debated whether to take off and let her fend for herself or to save her. But by the time he got outside the dock was calm and no one was there but him.

She was no longer standing on her own feet. She was being carried through twists and turns, the only sounds that reached her was the man's breathing and the splash of puddles beneath his feet.

She could see nothing and do nothing but feel like she was in a never-ending maze. She blinked and the cold hard ground slapped the soles of her boots as she was roughly set down again. The surprise caught her off guard and her back fell against a hard wall.

Her world was spinning from the short journey. A male voice came to her ears, "I told you to get her here safely! In no moment did I tell you to hurt her." A heavy thud followed the rugged voice, but the sound of a body hitting the cold pavement wasn't what worried her. It was that man's voice, she knew that voice, almost knew it better than she knew her own. Deo? ...No it couldn't be...

She finally began to feel the true cold of the air around her. Then she began to shiver as she felt a gentle touch to her arm. The touch left her with the black sack from around her neck and head. Deo's face filled her vision; she shook her head in disbelief, pushing at him blindly, "No...No…" She whispered, squeezing her eyes shut, "Get away from me…No!"

He stopped her, "Em, its me, I didn't die. Em please."

Minx reopened her eyes, the second she did she looked at him then realized he was right. It was Deo and he was truly alive, "Deo?" She whispered, not sure if he heard her, "I saw you get shot right in front of me, you died…I exploded the building. It crumbled an hour later! You couldn't have survived! How did you live through that? I saw you die!"

She didn't realize how hard she was crying until her vision blurred, "Em calm down. I know this is a shock but—"

Minx couldn't hear him, "Why…how…when-" She knew she was ranting like a mad person but by now she didn't care. Deo was watching her with slightly wide eyes, seeming to be extremely worried.

"I faked my death by getting my two brothers to stand in for me. That night when the Mercs came for us I got out." Deo explained softly.

Suddenly something inside her snapped. She realized what had really happened. The thought made her tears stop, her heart speed up to beat in her ears, and rage fill her body. Her muscles tensed as she punched him as hard as she could, making his neck snap back as he stumbled away from her.

But he recovered instantly, his eyes wide, his color drained from his face, his lip cracked and bleeding, "Minx?" He whispered, his fingertips at his bleeding lips, "Minx listen to me-"

But she couldn't as she hit him again; "You left me there as bait to die!" She cursed him, Leave this rock, leave me, and leave my life! To me you died that night."

Without even having to blink Deo drew his gun and pointed it at her, she stared at him disbelieving, "If I can't be with you, then you died that night too." Deo stated gravely.

All the breath left her lungs as she stared down at the barrels of his black gun. Deo held her eyes and pulled back the hammer, the quiet click of its smooth action filled her ears, "Your last chance. Live or die my love, your choice."

"She lives." From the shadows Riddick grabbed his arm and pulled it up to shoot into the night air. Taking that same arm Riddick spun Deo and sent his fist flying through the center of his face.

A small turbulent wind raged through the wide brick alley as she heard the pounding of many footsteps in the distance. Riddick was about to punch him again but she grit her teeth and pulled Riddick away.

They ducked into an upright storage bin just as the mercs arrived, seeming to immediately recognize Deo, just as they started to grab him Deo seemed to wake, "No…you shit heads…let me go! I'll kill you all!"

They watched a few men take him away, heavily cuffed and still raving, "Minx is still here. She's in the area. Find her!" The rest stayed behind a moment and that wasn't good, they still weren't safe. She felt her feet spring into a run along with Riddick. Bounding over puddles, manholes, and around garbage bins the light mist hit her eyes in prickles of cool water.

She squinted and sped up her pace not to loose Riddick. She sensed someone lingering quickly behind, but abruptly he stopped and turned to her. His face was blank and menacing, something she hadn't seen since the first day they met. He reached out and pulled down a fire escape ladder, "Climb it to the top of the building. Go inside the only door up there, then wait, and don't lock the door." He commanded sternly.

Minx shook her head, hearing pounding footsteps coming up behind them. He drew two shivs and seemed to wait, "Just trust me!" He said angrily, making the bones quake under her skin.

"I do trust you." Minx whispered, making herself leave him behind for the second time tonight, she didn't know how many more times she could do it.

She stretched her arms up and gripped rung after rung until she reached the top of the roof. Just as Riddick had said she found to her immediate right was a lone shed that was protected by shadows and tarps.

Pushing her way through the door she entered the solemn space then leant all her weight onto the door to close it. The heavy door was sealed; only two small mail-slot skylights provided light from the moon. She closed her eyes for a moment so they could adjust to the darkness.

Reopening them she walked over to the cleanest wall and leant against it, finding herself slipping down it as emotion finally consumed her. Tears mingled with sweat as she continued to cry, but the click and scrape of a knob stopped her as the door began to open.

Before the minimal light could graze her feet she reached into the hip of her pants and drew her eight-inch blade. With a prang her blade met metal and she was run up against the wall, she was beginning to notice that this was a trend in where she ended up, against a wall with little escape.

Calloused hands pinned her arms along the side of her head, breathing heavily to herself she saw the blue light of the moon stream down onto Riddick, as he stood motionless before her. He was inches away and completely silent. His shined eyes stood out uncovered and open, every emotion she found there, his eyes in their silver beauty took her breath away.

But a hot tear leaked out from her eye as she watched him, the tear felt like hot fire on her skin. She bit her bottom lip to keep from making a sound. Her eyes followed his until Riddick's silver eyes disappeared behind his own eyelids and she felt his lips graze her cheek. The tear disappeared as he pulled away, only to meet her eyes once again.

She knew he was now waiting for her reaction so she shut out all of her thoughts and leant up as far as she could to reach his ear, "I love you." She whispered moving her head to kiss his cheek then jaw.

Breathing in she felt him drop her arms as they kissed gently. But the moment ended all too soon and she watched Riddick wince in pain, then look down at his arm. Following his gaze she saw the huge red gash that ripped horizontally across his upper bicep.

She bent to pick up her blade then held out the hem of her shirt. Taking a long breath she slid the blade's edge along the black material, watching the strip fall away from her. Minx slipped the blade back into her hip pocket, then held up the strip and wrapped it around his wound, tying the material into a tight knot to hold it on.

Meekly she looked up at him almost startled to see him looking at her so solemn. She felt herself sigh as he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her a little, "Minx." His voice growled, making her knees buckle a little.

He squeezed her quickly then set her back down, giving her a gentle hug, his muscles tensed in pain. The heavy sound of a ship crushed the light air around them, making him let her go then step away from her. He looked at her one last time then ran out the door.

She stayed behind then dropped to the ground as the ship's searchlight swept through the space like the light of day. Minx pressed again the dusty ground and kept her eyes open, she turned her head to see the glass vibrate on the floor and the ship's engine's revved and whined trying to stay in one place.

A startling boom momentarily drowned out the Merc's engine, woke Minx out of her heavy trance and lured her outside. Across the dark backdrop above the roof where she stood was their escape ship rising out of the alley. The Merc ship seemed to almost sill in fear until it fired in vain.

Riddick swerved to the side plunging behind a building, which took the Merc's missile instead. She didn't move as she waited for Riddick's ship to resurface. The Merc's ship plunged below as well, disappearing out of sight.

Riddick gritted his teeth as he darted into the street, the Merc hot on his trail. He swerved into another street trying to loose the jerk but it didn't work. Riddick looked down at his red grid screen seeing the Merc ship closing in on him. He smirked to himself, "Alright asshole lets dance." He whispered to himself, then shoved the throttle forward and let go of the brakes.

The ship went vertical and shot out of the buildings towards the sky. A heavy bone crushing weight settled on top of him, the breath was ripped from his body. Behind his goggles his eyes clouded up with pain. He was pushed into his seat, he couldn't move as the speed numbed and distorted his muscles. He couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't see until he leveled out again.

His arm numbed as he pulled the throttle back, looking over his shoulder to see the Merc ship split from his side.

Minx watched with a strangled breath as the two ships shot from the buildings soaring up to the sky until the Merc ship broke from Riddick's side and swerved to the right. A crackle and rasp filled the air as Riddick flipped around to face the Merc ship.

Now they were facing each other as if they were fighting a duel, they'd already pulled their ten paces now it was time to shoot. The Merc ship fired first but Riddick rolled to the side, swerved, then fired back, hitting the Merc ship dead on. It was like the sun exploding, bright orange fire ripped through the sky. But as she blinked the Merc ship was gone, not a trace of it except raining metal appeared in its wake.

As the smoke and silence cleared, screams arose from far below her. But she never looked down; her eyes were glued on the sky. Minx watched the red orbs of Riddick's exhaust flare as he pointed the ship to the horizon and left her standing alone among the havoc he'd caused.

She watched him until he was just another star, not knowing that in five years Riddick would return.

The End

A Friend in an Enemy is over. But I've decided that I have enought ideas to make a sequel. This story takes palce after "The Choronicals Of Riddick." It seems to fit perfect. There are still a couple of unanswered questions from this story that I will answer in the sequel like:

What is the deal that Riddick made with Imam? And How did the Mercs show up on that planet and know where Deo was? What girl was Areon talking about?

I will start writing the sqeual soon. Until then thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing this. This is the frist story I've ever completed. And it is an awesome feeling.

Much love to all who read this,
Anne