Victoria was pacing restlessly. She hated being cooped up for so long.

"Could you stop that? You're making me dizzy." Riddick said and she shot him a dark look. "Sorry I asked."

"How long is it until we can leave?"

"Two days."

"Bugger."

"Come on, let's go for a walk."

"Not until we're out of the sector."

"You're going to tear this place apart if you don't have some kind of physical stimulation." Riddick said and she perked an eyebrow at him, smirking slightly. "Besides that. Anyway I got you something that will help you stay anonymous." She gave a questioning look and he stood from his chair and went to his closet pulling out a hooded cloak that was like his but smaller, Victoria sized. He tossed it at her and she caught it one hand, holding it up, she draped it over her shoulders, doing the silver clasp. She put up the hood; it completely masked her face in shadows. "It suits you." She lowered the hood and looked at him.

"Thank you. Even though if we go out we'll look like the Bobsey Twins." Blank look. "Never mind."

"Let's go for a walk. Jack's asleep; she'll be out for a while." Riddick said and she thought for a long moment.

"Okay, just let me check on her." Victoria said and vanished from the room.

She leaned over the open coffin and kissed Jack on the forehead. Her eyes opened slowly and looked up at her.

"Victoria?" she asked and Victoria smiled down at her kindly.

"I'll be right back." She said and kissed her lips.

"Love you Victoria." Jack said as she slipped under again.

"I love you too Jack." She vanished from the room silently and left Jack to sleep.

She and Riddick were walking through the small town, they both had their cloaks on and the hoods were up, both wearing black underneath. The only thing that set them apart was the height; Riddick was taller than her by several inches. She stopped suddenly, gasping and putting her hand to a building side, her other hand clutched to her chest.

"Victoria? What's wrong?" Riddick asked.

"Its Jack, she's in danger. She needs me!" Victoria and she flickered for a second. "I can't get to her, something's blocking me." She said and they took off running. When they got to the ship they immediately went up to the room to find it empty, the smell of Jack's fear and panic filling the room. The coffin was overturned and on the floor. She went to it and bent down, putting her hand under the edge she picked it up with amazing strength and threw it, it broke into pieces against the wall. The bestial roar she gave out raised the hairs on his body and sent every defense into play. She looked down and saw a black rose on the floor. She picked it up and wrapped her hand around the bloom, squeezing. Blood seeped between her fingers and fell in droplets to the floor. "Dante has her." She said through gritted fangs, all semblance of humanity gone completely from her eyes. Pure, undiluted rage coursed through his body and he saw red.

"We need to go get her." He struggled to get out and some humanity entered her eyes.

"If we just charge the gates, we'll both die and they'll kill her. We have to have a plan of action. I'm going to go scout." She said and walked to the doorway. "Stay here." She commanded before she vanished.

"Dante! Sir! There's a vampyre outside the gates." A human servant sitting at a computer consul said and a vampyre went over.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"I don't know Sir, it's cloaked. But my money is on the girls master." He said and Dante nodded.

"What's it doing?"

"Just looking Sir."

"Not looking servant, scouting the territory." Dante said with a small smile. "This one is different than the others, smarter, older, stronger." The cloaked figure vanished. "And much more powerful. Finally, a vampyre worth killing."

Riddick laid in wait for her, knowing exactly where she would reappear. She appeared in the room she had shared with Jack, she went into a crouched position and wept. Going to her, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to his room, laying her down on his bed. He lay next to her and held her as she cried red tears.

Victoria woke up in Riddick's arms, his pillow stained red with blood tears. He woke up a short time later and smiled a slow smile at her.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." Victoria said in confusion. "What time is it?" he looked around for his alarm clock.

"Ten in the morning. Wait a second...morning? Why aren't you dead?"

"I don't know." She said and got up. She found his window hatch and opened the door, sunlight streaming in. She instinctively jumped back but slowly stretched out a hand, putting it into the light. Her skin didn't burn or sizzle. She looked at him smiling and vanished.

He found her in the cargo hold, standing just outside the sunlight coming in through the open ramp.

"I'm scared to go out into the light Riddick. I've lived in dark for so long." She said not looking at him. "Just out of curiosity, what's today's date?"

"September 18, 6005." Riddick said and she smiled.

"Today's my birthday, sort of. I lied. I was made a vampyre in the year 5005 BC. Today I turn twelve thousand years old; I am the oldest living vampyre. Elias didn't make me I made him; every vampyre in existence comes from my line. I am the first vampyre ever. He was scared what it meant to be the first so he locked me away, to protect the world from me." Victoria said and stepped out into the sunlight.