Riddick's Sita: I thought that chapter2 was a bit off as well, I was going to re-write it but I decided to see what you guys thought of it first. I still don't know if I should re-write it. Any ideas?

WerecanIgeteyeslikethose: The songs are 'letters' by stroke9 album 'nasty little thoughts' and 'funeral song' by The Rasmus album 'dead letters'. Both two great songs.

TotallyRiddickObsessed: I was just going to leave this as a one-shot thing. I didn't expect all the feedback for more! Thanks a lot for the review's

Gen1: I really didn't think people would like this story much; its different from the offer ones so I doubt people would go for it. Thanks for proving me wrong.

Song: 'Because of you' By Nickelback album 'The Long Road'.

Disclaimer: Don't own them, just making them do my evil bidding.


Chapter 3

Riddick looked after his fallen angel while she mended. He would watch over his peace until she was well enough to be alone. For the past five days, since he first left Riddick had be close by, waiting for the man who was the father of a child he should have been. Waiting for him to return and claim Riddick's peace for his own. He had waited and the Merc had come. Then the Merc had died.

Hands on the mirror
can't get much clearer
can't make this all go away

A Merc had tainted his angel. Got blood on her hands. Stained her dress with red wine. A Merc. Rage sparked up in Riddick again. That Merc was the reason he couldn't stay with his love. The Merc had died but his print was still on his Jack. The scar would remind him forever of the Merc who had stolen his angel. Ripped out her pure heart and soul, replacing it with a shrivelled up prune of what she was before.

Now that you're bleeding
you stare at the ceiling
Watch as it all fades away
:

Sitting in the dark of his angel's room. Still watching over her. It was where he belonged. At his angel side, to be there to protected her. To stop her from getting dirty and now he had failed. She wasn't an angel anymore. She had become something dark. The blood staining her bandage signifying the moral lie of her sins. The dark blood. She was too good for this world.

From what you do
Because of you

He would buy her roses, the flower of love. How does it signify it though? The petals red like his bleeding heart. The flowers themselves dieing in mere days. Doesn't that speak of doom? Hope of his angel being his disappearing like a poof of smoke. The smoke it self being from the candle burning in honour of their love. Dead just like the rose. No longer being the symbol of hope, passion and love. No longer being the symbol of them.

You know I can be there
It's time that you call
I swore not to come
But I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see
In your eyes
I won't stand around and
I won't watch you die
From what you do
Because of you
What becomes of...

She twisted in her sheets of despair. Words of no meaning escaped her lips. No meaning longer existed in her words, not to him. Never again. Yet she still whispered out to him. "Im sorry."

Now that you did this
you ask for forgiveness
Doctor could you be my priest?
You say you're mistaken
But look what you've taken
your life flashed
you laugh through your teeth

Riddick closed his eyes. The words reached out to his heart as his heart had done so to her. It was still true, he still needed his angel. Still needed Jack. Could he stay with her. Feeling the dread of hope gripping him in its death grasp. It was wrong to hope. Hope lead to wishing, that leading to expecting, in the end leaving him with the disappointment of it not being given. Could he give is love? Could he give something that wasn't real?

From what you do
Because of you

The jealous eye of faith had watched down on the two perfect lovers. Its eyes never closing, mesmerized on the pureness of something that didn't belong. Didn't exist. Therefore the love that blinds them and the envious of fate, tears them apart. Killing his angel. Killing their hope. Their love is a union of the mind and resistance of the stars.

You know I can be there
It's time that you call
I swore not to come
But I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see
In your eyes
I won't stand around and
I won't watch you die
From what you do
Because of you
What becomes of...

From what you do!

He had saved his princess, they had rid out to space in each others arms, they had set up a home, they had done everything the fairy tales have spoke of, so where is their happy ending? Where is the chapter of a perfect end. Frost spread up his spine. He denied his body the shivers they so want to created.

Hands on the mirror
can't get much clearer
can't make this all go away

Jack had gave her body in a meek attempt to save his life. His life was not as risk. She had been fooled. He had trained to be better than that. His best student had failed. Had give in. Now she caused the risk of never being able to have a child. The damage might have been to server, he had tried to repair her. Only the steel rods of faith could decide her out come. Only those cold rods could decide if he would remain with her. Remain to save her, remain to keep her safe. Remain to be alive.

Now that you're bleeding
you stare at the ceiling
Watch as it all fades away:

From what you do
Because of you

She had woken again. Sweat covering her body in a thin blanket, she had been worried that he had left. She wanted him to stay, she was sorry for her mistake. She would make it up to him. She had promised. Now she cried out for him. Cried out for his protective arms. Arms that wanted to go around her. To go around her neck. She was too good for this land.

You know I can be there
It's time that you call
I swore not to come
But I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see
In your eyes
I won't stand around and
I won't watch you die
From what you do
Because of you
What becomes of...

He wouldn't stand and watch her die. He would walk away. Be forever alone. With out his peace, without his life. To aimlessly walk in the dessert to await his end. He wasn't good enough to love her again. Even though his heart still did.

He would wait until her broken wing was fixed. He would help rid her of the wine stain on her dress. He would help her be an angel again. He would get rid of her sins.

Riddick stood and went to his angel. Touching her delicate skin, filled him with love. He cared for her deeply. He hoped he had the strength to leave her. But it was wrong to hope. He knew he was lost within her.


A/N

Do you think I need a beta? Im unsure again. What do you think of this chapter? I have no idea where im taking this story. Please help!

Love ya all

sammis