Author's Note: Obviously this isn't exactly canon. It's set after Dark Fury and Riddick never makes it to the ice planet. The Necro's don't exist in this timeline. Hope you're enjoying it!

Chapter Two

Riddick's POV

' The kid looks more alert than she was before drinking her meal. Seems odd that the guards would actually trust someone of her caliber out in the GP. Wonder what they're up to... '

" I didn't get your name. " She whispers from the dark corner that she's occupying.

He doesn't even open his eyes to acknowledge her. " Riddick... "

" Thank you...Riddick. " She says grabbing his attention

He doesn't give a response... She chalks up to the thought that he doesn't know how to accept any kind act, even one so small as gratitude.

He stares at the girl that is more interesting than any other in wonder. He also knows the company is coming for her soon. They have to be.

' Wonder what they really want with her. Fuckers didn't turn her into what she is I'm cocksure of it. Whatever she is, she was born with it. And they want to use her as a weapon...'

" Should probably get some sleep kid. They like to wake us up early to scrub the broken cement. " He growls at her while laying down on the only bunk in the cell.

She doesn't acknowledge him again. Shrugging, he closes his eyes and falls to his usual light sleep.

...

Sometime in the middle of the night, Siri wakes up to relieve herself. Riddick hears her get up but doesn't stir. After five minutes he starts to hear her sniffles. Releasing a deep growl he turns to her.

" Problem? " He asks noticing she's sitting there with her head in her hands crying. She jumps when she hears the deep rumble of his voice. Looking over at him she tries to cover her private parts. " Nothing I've never seen before kid. "

She looks up at him, lip quivering. " They took everything from me. "

" Don't worry bout' that now... " He grumbles as he turns away again.

Siri looks over to where he's sitting against the wall for a few minutes before getting up and securing her pants again. She slides into the one cot next to him and literally begs for sleep.

Riddick pries an eye open and sighs. Making his choice he turns over on his side. The tiny thing is so tired that mumbled nonsense comes out of her mouth as she huddles into his warmth.

' Odd. '

...

Hours later

Getting up without disturbing the exhausted teen he goes over to the bars and calls out to the old man. The one-eyed fucker shows his face not a moment later.

Clawson is a multi offense sex offender. If anyone deserves to be killed instead of locked away, it's any fuck that thinks they can touch kids. It just so happens that this pedo knows everything that goes on in this place.

" I thought you'd be wanting to talk to me soon enough boy... How's your new charge eh? " He asks coolly.

Riddick leans against his cell, an immovable statue as he answers. " She ain't my charge... Just some kid they threw in with me, thinking I would finish what they started. Now...anything I need to know about her? "

" She asleep? " The old man pries.

" Don't worry about what she's doing old man...Worry about what I'll do to you. " Riddick warns knowing what the sick fuck was thinking about.

The old man stiffens as he answers his question. " All I know is that the guards used her for their own personal fuck toy and fed her some kind of herb to keep her out of it. When she finally came too she started fighting back and ended up killing five men in five seconds. The warden decided that she would be useful so he's sending her to the academy. "

" Spread the word old man, the girl... belongs to me. " Riddick warns knowing his reputation gives him the nickname 'Death'. Most aren't so quick to answer when Death comes, He walks out, not bothering to give the old man a second glance as he goes to see about getting him and the kid some food.

With a little bit of back story on the kid, Riddick knows he has changed his mind about her then and there.

' Just fucking great, Richard. Another stray. '

The plan is to escape... but he isn't sure if taking her with him is smart. She can definitely keep up... The thought of having the alliance and mercs on his neck isn't pleasant though. Whatever his choice will be, it will have to be made soon.

...

" Get up kid, it's time to put in our eight hours. " Riddick growls in the young girl's ear.

She jumps up and for a moment looks as though she doesn't know where she is. Her reality sets in and she slumps her shoulder in resignment. Following him out of their cell he leads her to a dirty broom room full of the latter along with dustpans, mops, and harsh smelling cleaners.

" Convicts! Jameson got sliced and diced last night. We need a volunteer for kitchen detail! "

" Go. " Riddick growls at Siri.

She looks apprehensive but he isn't playing. " It will keep you out of trouble and I can get this shit done. So go. "

" But- " She says still not wanting to be on her own.

" Go! " He grunts pushing her toward the guard.

' For a kid that can kill a man in ten seconds flat, she sure is skiddish. '

Siri looks back and forth between him and the guards before saying, " I'll do it. "

Her golden eyes shine, the beast lies at the surface just in case. These fuckers don't know what will hit them if they try her.

...

Siri's POV

' I hate cleaning. Twelve whole hours of scrubbing, washing, and cooking the gross slop they call food. '

When Siri gets back to the cell she shares with Riddick and stretches out fully.

" Psst, hey kid. "

Looking around she sees nothing.

" Hey, kid, over here. "

She sees fingers coming from the side of the cell. Going over to the little opening in the concrete a mousy old man's face comes into view.

" Hey there. I see you're feeling better. "

The look on his face makes her hair stand on end. Every instinct in her body tells her that he isn't as nice as he wants her to believe.

" I see you and Riddick have been getting along... " He says looking directly at her chest.

She covers herself with her arms but still doesn't speak. He makes her empty stomach turn.

" You know why he's in here? Do you think he just takes in little girls for the fun of it? " He asks smirking like the devil. " He's a monster. If I were you I'd get out of that cell and fast. He isn't to be trusted. " He says licking his lips with his slimy-looking tongue.

' No, you aren't to be trusted, old man. '

It's just then that Riddick enters the cell. With a growl, he rips her away from the opening and pulls her behind him. " Now I could have sworn we had an understanding, old man. Don't fuck with me. "

Pushing Siri out of the old man's sight he hands her a bowl of slop wordlessly. She looks at him in question but he is already focused on his own food.

' Interesting. '