Beautiful Savage: This isnt the chapter I originally wrote so it's short and sorta on the fly. I'm having issues accessing my documents at the moment so I had to rewrite it. Circus should be up in the next few days for those who read both. Lemme know what you think even if you think it's crap. Much Love and Peace

Riddick lay in the dark glaring at the ceiling with his fists clenched as he cursed everything he could think of...so mostly the woman asleep beside him. He hated the way she could bend and twist to manoeuvre threw the cramped ship, the way she could lay him out when they spared laughing all the way, the way she'd sing in perfect pitch when she was bored which was all the time, the fact that he couldnt touch her, the way she could get him all hot and bothered with a simple look or word, the fact that she was seemingly impervious to the cold running around in cargos and a sports bra most days. But what he hated most was the fact that she was oblivious to all of it.

It'd been two weeks, two of the longest weeks of his life since they'd left and they had another four until they hit planet side. And he couldnt escape her. Everywhere he went her scent was there, the smell of flowers and copper with a slight bite to it. But the worst part of the whole thing was that the ship had one place fit for sleep...the bed. Everywhere else was either to cramped or to damned cold for him to sleep there. So here he was stuck in a cramped little bed barely big enough for two people to sleep in and not allowed to touch the one thing on the ship he wanted to.

So here he was glaring at the ceiling and wondering how much longer he could keep this up. Something had to give soon or he was going to go nuts. Not that he wasnt already...he couldnt really understand how or why one woman could do this to him. He made a habit of not getting attached to anyone let alone woman. No matter how attractive they where or how much he wanted them he just left. But this was different, he was not only attracted to her he wanted her for his. He wanted to be able to say 'this is mine and mine alone'. It was getting ridiculous.

"Ohhh," came a soft moan beside him as she shifted and he slammed his eyes closed and gritted his teeth as he felt her roll over her hand coming to rest on his chest, "Mmmm...stop," she groaned and he opened his eyes only to jump about a foot in the air. A faint neon blue rippled on her chest in the form of a hand print, just like the one on his own chest. Looking down he realized her hand was laying directly on his mark which was glowing softly in the half light. She had a mark which meant she was Furyan...which made no since. The Necros had wiped them out completely, Furya was a ruined planet he'd gone and looked. There had been a handful of survivors but all of them had been to old to breed and most had been pathetic drunks rolling at the extinction of their race.

"I said stop," she growled her nails digging into his chest and causing him to yelp slightly in suprise. "What?" Kelly said as she woke up rolling into a crouch looking around frantically, "What's wrong?" she asked her eyes falling on him as he pushed himself up. For a second she was silent as her eyes fall on his chest the mark still shinning brightly. Instantly her hand snapped up covering her own mark as her jaw dropped.

"Where'd you get that?" she demanded her eyes snapping up to his.

"You're Furyan," he said and she just stared at him.

"So are you apparently," she replied staring at him, "How? The only reason my brother and I are alive is because our parents hid in the densest part of the jungle and didnt come out for years. You arent suppose to exist, we're the last ones," she said staring at him like he'd grown a second head, "We looked everywhere for other survivors. We looked for males everywhere...what the hell?"

"I dont know. I was left in a liquor store trash can with my umbilical cord wrapped around my neck," he said and she just stared at him for a long moment.

"Well that sure explains a lot," she muttered letting her hand drop, "Though how you got a mark without being on planet baffles me. I dont...," she began but was rudely interrupted by the ship lurching suddenly sending both of them to the floor as sirens and alarms began whining loudly along with a calm female voice declaring 'engine failure emanate'.