A.N. I got a lot and I mean a lot of reviews asking me to continue this story. So, as per many requests, here ya go.


As the sled piloted upwards and lights flew by Riddick formulated a plan in his mind. The Necros had most likely already invaded the bay and reaching a ship… any ship was going to prove interesting at least. Stealing the Necros ship would be suicide, they probably had some damn tracker on it. Admittedly, technology could be taken apart easily but it was too much of a risk to take.

Riddick glared ahead, seeing nothing.


I was mostly awake, really I was. I mean my wrist hurt like a bitch and I knew something was very wrong. It was like my throat was closing up and I had to fight to get a breath. Lying like that wasn't helping much, my lungs were too spread out and the weight of my chest and momentum bearing down on it. I shifted my head to the side, surprised I could manage even that. It was only then that I realized I wasn't looking at just blank stone… I was out. This was the sled. Damn! I hadn't seen it in so long took me a minute to remember. Then my mind shifted to the large man sitting in front of me.

"Riddick…" I croaked.

The wind was flying past us and my whisper never reached his ears. The skiff was slowing down and I saw him turn to me, his arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me up.

"Don't worry Jack, I'll get you to the ship," He rumbled.

In complete and total trust I let my eyes fall gently shut.


Knowing the Jack had become unconscious Riddick placed her on his shoulder and stepped silently out of the skiff. He crouched low running into the hanger and behind the nearest set of boxes. Peering past the side of the boxes Riddick spotted two ships. A smaller ship… It was Toombs' ship. Riddick lifted an eyebrow 'How did that get here?'. Then the much larger Necro ship that, too Riddick's displeasure, was crawling with Necros. Slowly, Riddick's eyes shifted back to Toombs' ship. 'I gotta remember to thank that fucker before he dies.' He thought as a sarcastic grin across up his face.

Tightening his grip around Jack's waist Riddick slid out from behind the boxes to the back of Toombs' ship. Weighing his options he left Jack over his shoulder rather than putting her down. If there were Necros in the ship then he would have to kill them, which usually caused noise. He wouldn't have time to retrieve her and get back on the ship and get the ship into space before too long. With a nearly heart stopping jolt he glanced outside. The sun was about to rise. Adrenaline pumping though his system, he boarded onto the ship, gun pointed in front of him. The ship was eerily empty… too empty. He put Jack down by the nearby gun rack, which had been so conveniently empty earlier when Toombs had reached for it. Gun still raised in front of him, Riddick took cautious steps towards the pilot seat. He reached for the hatch controls and pressed the button, sealing him, Jack, and whatever else was there in.

Riddick's hand slid down the control panel to the built in medic and started to program. A figure appeared standing in the middle of the ship. "How may I be of service?" the female hologram asked. Riddick lifted an eyebrow 'The very hot hologram.' Riddick pointed the hologram to Jack.

Knowing that as soon as he turned the engines on that Necros would be all over the ship Riddick sat down in the pilot seat and set the gun down next to him. If there was anything else in here, they were in for a ride. He started the ships engines throwing it into reverse as the lateral controls screamed.

"Sir, for me to correctly diagnose the patient I ask that you keep the ship at a level position." The hologram chirped.

"Just do it!" Riddick yelled, pointing the ship's bow towards what little dark was left and pulling every ounce of speed he could out of it. He could see the Necros gathering on the surface and he had seen what those guns could to once. Frustrated he could do nothing but watch the ship climb higher at much to slow a pace. The first shot rocked the ship. Confused Riddick glanced at the controls; a pulse rifle should not have been able to rock the ship.

"Sir, may I suggest you activate the shields," the hologram said.

"You're lucky you're a program," he growled, his hands already in motion to flip the switch for the shields.

"There was no damage to the outer hull," the hologram said.

Glancing towards the horizon with a death grip on the controls Riddick asked, "What are the specifics of your program?"

"I am equipped with all files of known human disease, physiology, psychology…" the hologram droned.

"In less than ten thousand words!" Riddick yelled.

"I am a human doctor and a ship doctor."

"Horizon approaching. You have twenty seconds before suntouch," the control board beeped.

Riddick activated the emergency boosters as the ship was struck with a pulse shot from the Necro ship. The ship was catapulted into space, traveling at high speeds. They were headed straight for another planet. Its atmosphere looked gray and sickly, but there was one green spot. Knowing that the ship wouldn't last Riddick aimed at that one spot. "What happened?"

"Our rear left booster was struck and is not in working condition. It will need to be repaired before take off will be achievable again."

"What's the planet we're headed towards?" Riddick asked, his grip on the controls sliding. The ship rocked and he was having to fight to keep from going into a spin. Jack had been jolted and was lying on the floor.

"Hospitable, it contains mostly industrial metal mining. Run by Theodore Madris."

"What about the girl?" Riddick asked.

"The poison is temporary; she is recovering as we speak. It was only meant to render her helpless for a span of fifteen to twenty minutes."

As they surged towards the grey mass Riddick flipped the switch to start the landing process. He became absorbed in the ship. Landing controls were on. Medical Program shut down.

He barely noticed Jack slip into the co-pilot seat looking pale. "Riddick?"

"Don't worry Princess, I'll land the ship." Riddick growled.

Jack turned back to the front of the sip as they hit the atmosphere.


A. N. There ya go loves, updated. Review please? Yell at me if you think its bad!