here is the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I Don't own Pitch Black, or Riddick, damn.

The next three days were hard on Jack, who had forgotten what space travel was like, having to get used to it again. It was a struggle for her to hold down most of her food, but she eventually got used to it again, something she couldn't stand was the cold. Where Riddick was comfortable with the chill, jack found herself dressing up in multiple layers of clothing. A week after they left New Mecca, Riddick found her in the engine room, making adjustments to something.

"What are you doin' Kid?" he asked, startling her.

"Fixing the damn heat on this thing." She said, trying to calm down her startled heart rate.

"Why not wait until we land?" he asked.

"Riddick, we land in two weeks, I will be dead by then." She said, sliding out from under the heater.

"You're not going to die, not while you're with Me.," he said, walking away, Jack hated when he spoke like that, making it difficult for her to read his emotions, she shook her head and climbed under the heater again.

Another thing she had difficulty with was the light, they were with off, or so dim it was difficult to see. More than once, Jack had turned up the lights, only to have Riddick walk into the room and be blinded.

But the most difficult thing for Jack was the silence, Riddick wasn't much of a talker, but sometimes the lack of conversation would drive Jack mad, on those occasions, Riddick would find her in the ships makeshift gym, taking her anger out on the punching bag. She hadn't had a chance to fight Riddick since their little scuffle when he had surprised her, sometimes he would watch her as she trained, he respected her for the fact that she had honed her body to perfection, she was a little on the thin side, he supposed that would be from the times she didn't come home to eat, but besides that she was in perfect shape. He learned the hard way that she was good with knives, when he had waken her up once, she had pulled a knife from under her pillow and almost stabbed him until she woke up properly and realised who she was trying to stab.

In truth, Riddick had been almost expecting to come home to a bald twelve year old kid who was eager to follow his every move and be like him, instead he found a woman who was short tempered and independent, with dark hair that trailed down her back and a bad attitude. It was little things that annoyed him, like seeing old scars on her legs and arms where she hadn't been quick enough, her angry glares that made him remember that he had left her alone.

It was two weeks into their journey when the bright lights of the ships alarm awaked Jack, she gripped the knife she kept under her pillow and called the lights up in her room. satisfied that no one was going to kill her while she was half asleep, she climbed out of bed, grabbing her boots and jacket as she went, heading for the cockpit. Riddick was already there, taking the controls. Jack slipped into the co pilot's seat and looked at what the screen said.

"Mercs?" she asked.

"Must have followed us, stayed out of range, they came too close now." Riddick said, overriding the autopilot and taking control.

"We going to outrun them?" asked Jack.

"We're faster, they have an older ship, slower, more heavy," he said, reaching up to flick on several buttons.

"So why are you prepping the ships defence mechanisms?" she asked.

"In case I underestimated them." He said.

"And to think I thought you could never be wrong." Said Jack, scanning the weapons inventory. Riddick smirked.

"Can you take control?" he asked,

"I guess." She said, sliding out of her seat and into his as they switched, she took the controls and measured how long it would be at their current speed to outrun them.

"We're gaining ground, they're falling back." Jack noted. They waited until there was no trace of them on the radar before Jack turned on the map.

"We're approximately three hours from Lupos 5." She pointed out.

"Set the autopilot for there, we're going to need to ditch the ship, get another, lose he mercs." Riddick instructed.

"And how do you suggest we do that with the payday on your head?" she asked.

"You don't have a payday." He pointed out.

"How long will that be for?" she muttered as he walked away and she set the controls.

They landed Lupos 5, three hours later, Riddick landed the ship in the docks.

"Stay here." He ordered.

"What?" she asked outraged.

"I will lock you in if I have to," he threatened. "Stay here until I get back." He walked away. Closing and locking the hatch behind him.

"Goddamn it Riddick." She yelled, even though she knew he couldn't hear her.

As he promised, he returned, almost five hours later, to find her sweating in the gym as she punched the bag viciously.

Anyone could sneak onto this ship." He commented, making her jump violently.

"Well only one person knows the combination, I didn't think it would be a problem." She said scathingly.

He let the comment slid. "Pack your stuff." He ordered. "I got us another ship. We leave tomorrow morning."

"Great," she muttered sarcastically, "Another prison." She said, suddenly Riddick grabbed her arm and slammed her into the wall, pinning her there by her shoulders.

"If you have a problem with being alive, tell me!" he yelled at her. "I'm trying to keep your ass from the mercs, if you have a problem with that, I'll give you to them."

"Let go of me Riddick." She ordered through clenched teeth.

"Lights low." He ordered and they dimmed significantly. He ripped the goggles from his face so he could look her in the eyes, she deliberately avoided his gaze.

"I tried for five years to keep them from getting you, I did what I had to, they would have gladly cut you up to use you for bait." He said in low voice.

"Real great way to show you care." Jack hissed. "Lights high." She called, they sprung to life and Riddick dropped Jack, hissing in pain.

"Pity I don't need your help anymore." She called as she walked out of the room. Riddick swore and slammed a fist into the wall, yelling for lights off.

In her room, Jack shoved everything in her beg, she grabbed all the knives she had hidden everywhere, she picked up the one from under her pillow and cried out as it slipped and slid through her finger, slicing her hand open before cluttering to the ground. Jack swore and grabbed a clean shirt from her bag, wrapping it around her bleeding right hand. She dropped to her knees to pick up the knife, wiping the blood off on the shirt around her hand, she was about to put it in her bag, when she changed her mind and slid it back under her pillow, just in case. She looked around for her jacket and realised she had left it in the cockpit earlier. Cradling her injured hand to he chest, she walked over to the co pilot's chair, where the jacket had been draped across the back. She grabbed it and turned around, almost colliding with Riddick who was standing right behind her.

"What happened to your hand?" he asked.

"It's nothing." She muttered, walking past him. He stuck out a hand and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand to him. She rolled her eyes and stood there while he unwrapped the shirt, the cuts stinging as they came into contact with the air. Riddick reached up and grabbed the first aid kit from the shelf next to him.

"Sit." He ordered. Jack was about to protest when she saw his expression and sat down, a stormy look clouding her face.

Riddick grabbed a handful of clean while bandages and set to wrapping them around her hand, securing them tightly, but not so tight as to cut off her circulation.

"I have to go out again tonight." He said, standing up. "I won't be back till late."

"Great." She muttered. He walked out and she heard the hatch slid closed and the code activate, meaning she was locked in again.

When he returned later that night, he gently opened the door to her room and looked in on her sleeping, he could small salt, from her tears he closed the door and walked away.

He stopped, hearing a noise, footsteps outside the ship. Walking into Jack's room, he clamped a hand over her mouth and woke her, his hand swung up to grab her hand, which held the knife she kept under her pillow, Riddick could still smell her blood on it from where she had cut herself.

He pulled her outside of her room, pulling his goggles on and bringing a finger to his lips, she nodded. Leaning in towards her ear he whispered.

"There are men outside the ship, no doubt mercs, can you use that hand of yours?" she nodded again.

"Good." He whispered, handing her a set of shivs. Then he whispered a set of instructions in her ear.

Five minutes later, Jack opened the door and stepped out, instantly being grabbed by two mercs, she put up a bit of a struggle, but stopped the minute a knife touched her throat.

"We got the girl Riddick, come out of we'll gut her." One if them yelled.

"Toombs, if you were a man you'd face me without using her as bait." Said Riddick, stepping from the ship, the interior lights illuminated the scene. Instantly guns were trained on him, Jack could count three men with guns, two of them held her, and she could hear another two in the shadows. Jack watched as Riddick put a hand on the wall near his head, his eyes behind his goggles flicked to her and she looked towards the shadows where the other two hid. Suddenly the lights went out, Toomb's men fired towards Riddick, but he appeared behind him, cutting one man down and breaking the neck of the other. Jack reached for the man who held the knife to her neck, she twisted a knife into his stomach, and spun around to slice the throat of the other, relying on her sense of hearing, not being able to see anything. One of the two men came from the shadows, heading towards Riddick, another came towards her, she could hear his footsteps,. Retrieving the two shivs Riddick had given her, she flung one towards the man going for Riddick and the other she used to cut down the man who approached her. Then they both stopped to look at Toombs.

"So tell me Toombs." Said Riddick, as he and Jack closed in on him. "What's the bounty up to now?" he asked.

"One mill." Said Toombs as he backed up against the ship, a knife flew towards his head, imbedding itself in the metal close to his head. "One point five." He gasped.

"That's better." Said Riddick. "But which slam pays that for a convict?" he asked.

"That's for the two of you." Toombs said.

Riddick looked over at Jack who raised her eyebrows.

"What do you think? " She asked him.

"Leave him, he can be a warning not to screw with us." Riddick said, Toombs looked relieved until Riddick swung a fist into his face and he slumped down unconscious.

"Grab your things." Ordered Riddick. "We're leaving." He walked up to the ship. "And Jack?" he said, turning back.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Put some actual clothes on." He said, she looked down at her shorts and singlet she slept in. Shrugging, she walked into the ship, changed and grabbed her bags.

The new ship wasn't far from their old one, Jack dumped her bags and walked into the cockpit, inspecting the controls.

"We are fully fuelled and ready to go." She told Riddick. He nodded and sat down next to her, flicking controls and brining them to life.

"Where to now?" Jack asked him.

"Away from here, we'll head out to the Morse system, got connections there. Get supplies and refuel, then we go try find the Holy Man." Riddick said.

"Where is Imam?" she asked.

"Don't know, I told him to disappear, let's see how well he can do it." Riddick said, as they received clearance and lifted.

Back on Lupos 5, Toombs woke up, he looked at the person standing before him and swore.

"Where is Riddick?" asked the figure, shrouded by their black cloak.

"I don't know." Toombs said, not looking up.

"You have one more chance to bring him to me, and the girl, both alive." Said the figure, before walking away. Toombs got off the ground and went to go find himself a new crew.

I used aspects from the movie Chronicals of Riddick, you probably noticed.