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Chapter 10.

I realized how vulnerable he was making himself. The look in his eyes made my insides clench in nervousness. Instinct took over. I knew I had to take a chance.

His lips are so soft. I always knew they would be. Never did I expect to find out. The stubble on his face tickles my nose and chin. He growls softly as he stands, wrapping his arms tightly around me. I sighed as his tongue slid between my lips. God, he tastes so good, like those pumpkin things Lajun used to make. Thoughts of Lajun disappeared from my mind just as quickly as they arrived, as the urge to devour this man grew. I grasped at him, pulling him closer, deeper into my mouth.

Slowly, I opened my eyes as we parted. I stared at his strong broad chest, leaning closer to smell him; the tip of my nose grazing the few sparse hairs that graced his chest just above thehem of his tank top, causing a slow hiss to escape his lips.

Lifting my head, our eyes met and I smiled at him. My mind raced. There's so much I want to say to him. But I know that it would have to wait.

He sensed the change in me instantly, as always.

"What?"

"Time for your dinner date" I said.

A chill ran through my body as I left the warmth of his embrace.

"Fuck!"

His reaction made me laugh as I slid back into the shadows of Necropolis.

I watched as his once relaxed muscles tensed again; the vein in his forehead became more prominent as he eased his goggles back over his eyes.

"Let's get this over with." He grumbled as soon as he ripped the door open.

The stunned look on the woman's face as he opened the door before she could knock, was priceless, but she managed to glide smoothly past the minor hiccup that presented itself.

"My lord, would you care for some company at your side this evening?" Her voice smooth and enticing as usual. Got to give the woman credit, she sure is persistent.

His slow and intense glare proved that the question asked was deemed unworthy of an answer.

Dame Vaako shuddered slightly under his cold gaze, but continued to hold her disposition as he turned on his heel and set off for the dinning hall.

It always amazed me how he could control any situation with just a stare.

The trek to the dinning hall was a blur to me as I followed. I was unable to recall taking the twists and turns that marked the way. My mind raced with memories and dreams, and the realization that most of them revolved around the man leading this wayward pack.

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"Lotta questions, whoever we run into. Might even be a merc ship… So what the hell do we tell them about you?"

"Tell 'em Riddick's dead. He died somewhere on that planet."

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It seemed so easy back then. My small innocent mind believed that he would continue to take care of us. At least that's what I wanted. And for a while he did.

I stuck to him like glue. I would watch him for hours as he worked out in the small gym he set up in the dark corner of Imams library. I would ask him questions that mainly revolved around all the things that I had heard about him. When I felt daring enough, I would ask when he was leaving. "Tomorrow" he would say. Then tomorrow would come and he would still be there.

Rarely in my life did I ever receive what it was I wanted. I should have known that it wouldn't last for long.

When he left, the loss my heart felt was far greater than I could have imagined. At first I tried to tell myself he was dead, but even my subconscious knew that was impossible to believe. So I set out, thinking I knew it all. I thought it would be so simple. Who wouldn't want to hunt for the highest bounty in the known 'verse? What I didn't ask myself is - what merc would want a fourteen year old along for the ride?

He was all I thought about those first couple of weeks after those bastard mercs sold me to the closest bidder. I would imagine that we would cross paths and that he would rescue me from their 'evil clutches'. Eventually, I caught on that I was just being a child; that I had to fight to survive. I had killed before to save him. I had to now kill to save myself. So that is what I did.

In the beginning anyone that touched me, lost either their life or one of their limbs. I found out the hard way that I should have killed them all. That is how I ended up where he found me.

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As weentered the dinning hall, the roar turned to silence instantly, all eyes on him. Many staring in anticipation, others though, actually looked on with trepidation; visibly fearful of the evenings knowingly unstoppable events.

Making his way to the long table within the center of the grand room, he sat regal-like, though that was not his intention. He really can't help it;it's just the way he is.

That is what drew me to him all those years ago within the dark hull of the Hunter-Gratzner. Johns strung him up, hoping to humiliate him; instead what he managed to do was emphasize the strength within Riddick.

As I wandered about the dinning hall, the others whispered at her arrival, quickly moving out of her way. I stood my ground, though. And she stopped barely a foot from me. To those surrounding her, she must have looked foolish as she harshly whispered her demands at me. Never before had I been able to speak to her before, but I verbalized my thoughts regardless "I am not the one to be afraid of, Aerion. I will not hurt him."

A look of terror passed over her features, as she lowered her head and passed by me sensing that I moved from her path. Slowly, she moved to stand behind Riddick, her eyes giving away her fear; a fear that Dame Vaako picked up on.