Here it is I told you that i felt frisky enough to write 2 in one night. You know the Disclaimer and I do too. I hope that you all enjoy the heartfelt confession of Nightshade and believe it on not Riddick will discover more in later chapters to fill in the blanks.ENJOY!

Back in the ship, Nightshade sat in the pilot seat and Riddick sat next to her. It had been a long time since she had flown a ship, but slowly it was all coming back to her. Riddick cleared his throat in anticipation to get off the planet.

Frowning in concentration Nightshade looked around and stared at all the controls and within seconds she remembered all the training that her father had taught her.

Riddick, growing impatient, looked around and kept his eyes open for any trouble.

Nightshade flipped on the systems switch and watched as everything in the ship glowed to life.

"Full of fuel and energy cells; let's get this baby off the ground." Nightshade said under her breath, fully remembering her father and his wonderful sayings.

With that Nightshade cleared the area and took off for cold and lonely space. Nightshade smiled at the thought and knew that she would finally be home.

Riddick saw that smile on Nightshades face and realized that she had just executed the perfect take off.

"When was the last time that you have flown?" asked Riddick.

"When I was thirteen years old and still a kid." Nightshade replied and Riddick dropped the subject due to her curtness.

When they were far enough from the planet and far enough into cold space, Nightshade placed the ship into autopilot and stood up to stretch, she was dead tired and it seemed to be draining her, but she knew that she couldn't sleep just yet. She had to dispose of the body in the other room.

Riddick followed Nightshade, just being curious, until he saw the body of the man lying on a cot.

"What the hell happened to him?" Riddick asked absentmindedly.

Nightshade looked sad and replied "He died giving me this ship; this ship came with a price that I don't think I can ever fulfill properly."

Riddick knew something was up and caught Nightshade up against the wall so that she was pinned beneath his body.

Nightshades breathe quickened as she felt his muscles, his body against hers. She could smell the sweat and the anger that he felt. Quieting her hormones and her breath, Nightshade looked Riddick in the eyes. It was still strange to see silver eyes looking back at her.

"This man gave me the ship before he died; I was to pay him money, but instead he made me promise to do something for him." Nightshade spat at him.

Riddick could smell her arousal, the fear, and the anger, but he wanted answers. He doesn't need any more trouble, but this woman seemed full of it.

"What type of promise?" Riddick asked.

"I don't think that is any of your business, not let me go or I will put you out that hatch with him." Nightshade's eyes glowed stronger silver when she was mad, but Riddick wasn't intimidated by her, he wanted to know more.

The comm. links were left on by accident and a sudden bulletin called to all the ships in the area.

"To anyone in the area that can hear this, there is a woman on the loose that is thought to be extremely dangerous. There is a picture being sent across all screens. If by chance that you see this woman, do not try to apprehend her yourself. She is thought to be deadly. Contact your nearest law enforcement agency and they will apprehend the convict. For more information keep your channels open at all times."

"Fucking great!" screamed Nightshade and she began to thrash about in Riddick's arms. He let her go afraid that she may hurt herself.

"That son of a bitch knew who I was; I knew it they are still after me." Nightshade paced around the small room thinking about the small amount of time that she had left before they would try and kill her.

Totally confused Riddick carefully stopped Nightshade.

"What the hell is going on?" his stern look knocked some sense back into Nightshade and she settled down for a minute. The rage slowly left her and she shook her head.

"Let's get rid of the man and then I think that I may have to explain a couple things to you.

Riddick nodded and as he lifted the body up, Nightshade went and got the other room for a purge. Nightshade didn't want to loose materials, as she may need them in the future.

Riddick set the body down and moved out of the room. Nightshade opened the hatch and the man's body blew out into space.

Nightshade, speaking to no one in particular "I bet you this is what he wanted." She smiled as she closed the hatch and turned back to Riddick. She knew that her night had just gotten a lot longer.

Settled down in the small mess hall with the lights dimmed to ten percent, Riddick set across from Nightshade. Nightshade was in a somewhat sour mood now. She lifted her head up and sighed deeply not knowing how she was going to explain her misfortune.

"I am going to explain something to you, but with you being a more expert killer and so on this is going to sound very petty and stupid." Growing serious she looked Riddick straight in the eyes and seemed to seethe with anger. "I don't understand why I have to explain myself to you, but I will just to save some time, feel free to leave anytime."

Riddick looked at her unblinking and waited for her to continue.

Nightshade seemed to fall back into time and tells her story to Riddick, it seemed like it happened only yesterday.

"I was eighteen years old when my father lost his piloting job and had to get a job at the local factory. These factories were run by a man named Janeson, Ambassador Janeson to be more exact. Anyway, there were many violations with these factories and the Ambassador refused to fix any of the machinery or anything. The night that I turned nineteen I received a wonderful gift of someone calling my house and telling me that my father had died in an explosion. One of the containers that my father had been working on had a leak in it and somehow it blew up, I never did get the full details."

Nightshade stopped and wiped a tear from her face and recomposed herself enough to finish the story. Riddick looked at her knowing that even other cold blooded killers shed a tear once and a while.

"After the funeral for my father, I went to the Ambassador and asked, begged even to fix the factories up so that no one would have to experience what I went through. He refused and had me escorted from the building. I tried many times to contact him, but my efforts went unheeded. Eventually, I started to go to his home; I wanted to get through to him. Well, I was definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time. I managed to by-pass the security and get close to the house. I peaked in the windows and got a good look of a man and the Ambassador in heated discussion. Anyway, all I remember was seeing a gun, the gun going off, and I was spotted outside the window by a third member. He saw me and I took off through the woods and all I remember was running and then falling and blacking out."

Riddick looked at her with unblinking eyes, taking it all in. Nightshade stopped to take a breath and looked at him.

"Well…" Nightshade asked.

Riddick shrugged, "Sounds like you are a liar or that you were set up."
Nightshade looks a little exasperated and shakes her head.

"The man that we dumped, that was Ambassador Janeson's brother, he had gotten sick from working there and in order to get this ship I had to promise him that I would go and finish what I started. It is kind of ironic that he saw me as a hero."

Riddick smiled and smirked, "Some of us are heroes in the eyes of other."

Nightshade yawned and she realized that she was extremely tired and fatigued.

"If you don't mind I am going to go catch up on some sleep." Nightshade excused herself and headed to the other room, as not to think of the dead man.

Riddick stayed up and went to the pilot area and decided to do some research. What Nightshade told him didn't add up and he was curious.