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Full Summary: 'Maybe he wouldn't kill her just yet.' She was only meant to be another kill; instead they're both caught up in a cat and mouse hunt and stuck with each other. "Well I sure as hell chose the wrong girl to kidnap." Murder, lust, space-ship chases, fighting for your life and lots and lots of swearing. "I'm bleeding all over my new clothes, being chased by more Mercs than I care to count and I'm on a stolen space-ship. Now I know I'm hanging around with Riddick." Riddick's choice in kills just dragged him smack into another fight that should never have been his.

Pairings: Riddick/OC

Rating: M – swearing and sex scenes

Saviour

Chapter Five

She ran. Her feet pounding against the floor and echoing loudly around them. Her chest was burning with the lack of oxygen and her limbs were complaining about the strain she was putting on them by shooting red hot needles of pain through her body. Her hand was tightly clasped in his, his much bigger hand almost engulfing hers and his grip was like iron almost breaking her numb fingers. She stumbled and fell to her knees. Her snowy-white tights tearing at the knees, her skin scraping against the hard concrete of the ground and smearing blood against her white-clad legs.

She sniffled back her tears and rubbed her grazed hands on her purple shorts as he raced back and lifted her to her feet, gripping her hand even harder making her cuts sting as his sweat seeped into them as he dragged her along again. She knew what was happening; she had known it as soon as he had nearly broke the door in his haste to get out. She had been sitting doing her homework when he had returned home early and carried her out of the house without giving her time to pack; all she had managed to grab was the old bunny-rabbit she had been with since birth which was now tucked under her arm.

She was slowing down again; her legs were seizing up and he grabbed her without stopping in their race. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and watched over his shoulder as the people they were running from came into her line of vision. They were murky shadows in the late night fog, making them seem as if they were a figment of her imagination. But the bullets that rained down on them were very real. They pock-marked the ground around them but he ran on regardless.

It was only when they reached a chain-mail fence blocking their way that they finally stopped and she buried her head in his shoulder. Breathing deeply she inhaled his familiar scent; he smelt woodsy, like pine trees, and soapy at the same time. Without turning to face the approaching men he knelt down and carefully placed her on the ground. Still kneeling he looked her in the eye, their identical gazes met.

He placed both hands on her shoulders, their size making her look smaller than ever before him. He didn't say anything for a long moment he just stared at her, and she stared back; her subconscious etching every inch of his face into her memory. She hugged her rabbit to her chest, its dull pink colour contrasting with her white sleeveless top and purple cardigan, she gripped it even tighter, its head lolling over her arm.

The footsteps were getting louder and she felt a sudden burst of fear, she shook her head mutely, her lips clenched together to keep her screams inside. He saw her shaking her head and he leaned forward to kiss her sweating forehead beneath the fringe that was plastered across it.

"Remember what I told you?"

She nodded but stood rooted to the spot, there was no where to hide in this alley she already knew that and the footsteps were getting ever closer, accompanied now by the sounds of voices relaying orders to one another.

"Go on."

She shook her head again and his grip tightened on her shoulders until she bit her lip in pain. Tears rolled down her freckled cheeks as she nodded and backed away against the fence, creeping into the corner and slumping down onto the floor. She drew her knees up to her bent forehead and pressed her hands against her ears, her rabbit still tucked safely under her arm.

Only when he was sure her eyes were closed did he turn to face them advancing on him, they looked wary and he smiled grimly at that. They were still approaching as he took a step towards them, trying to keep their attention on him and not the little girl who he hoped was hidden by the shadows. Their fight was brief as he was thrown backwards, hitting his head hard, bullet wounds already glistening at his abdomen and chest.

She stared in horror as he raised himself onto his hands and knees, blood dripping from his mouth onto the floor. He pulled himself up onto his feet again as one of the men raised his gun.

"No! Stop! Please!"

She scrambled up and over to him, slipping over and almost falling as she ran, he met her halfway and threw himself before her. There was a loud snap like a twig breaking and then there was silence. He turned slowly to face her and she watched as he fell towards her, his weight pushing her down beneath him. He gargled at her, blood dribbling over his chin and she placed her small white hands on his chin and forehead, cradling his head to her and stroking his hair gently.

A clicking sound made her look up as another snapping sound filled the alley, she made no noise even as the bullet punched through her left shoulder, the force of it knocking her back against the floor. She lay there, her numbed body refusing to accept the pain as a man's face swam into view above her. There was so much blood on her chest he couldn't tell where the bullet had hit her as she lay there staring past him at the star-studded sky framing his head. Her twin plaits had half-fallen out and were plastered across her face but she dared not move to shift them as the man continued to stare at her. Without a word he left, the lot of them retreating back down the alley. She let out the breath she hadn't been aware she was holding and allowed her head to roll to the side so her blood-splashed face could see her rabbit lying where she had dropped it, riddled with bullet holes yet still smiling obscenely up at her through its one remaining eye.

Eleayna blinked and she was once more racing down the black tunnel they had discovered, her eyes fixed on Riddick's back as she ran. She slammed hard into a corner and cursed as she was knocked backwards against the opposite wall. Spots danced before her vision for a moment and she blinked them away furiously. Getting to her feet she stumbled, momentarily disorientated and she froze, her ears pricked but she could no longer hear Riddick's pounding footsteps. She cursed again and ran her hands through her bedraggled hair before twisting it up and into a knot at the crown of her head.

She felt a hand grip her upper arm and she had her shiv digging into Riddick's groin before he could spin her around to face him. She found her face inches away from his, his goggles were perched on his head and his eyes shone in the darkness. He raised his eyebrows at her but she didn't remove the shiv, he leaned in towards her, his nose almost touching hers.

"Try and keep up."

She scowled at him;

"Some of us can't see in the dark."

He smirked at her and grabbed her wrist, returning to racing through the tunnel almost dragging her along with him.

Riddick froze about a yard away from a rough entrance to a large circular space with several other tunnels branching off in every direction. Surprised by his sudden halt Eleayna slammed hard into his back, sprawling backwards with a loud 'oompf!' sending up clouds of dust around her. He ignored her grumbling and threw out an arm to stop her when she tried to move around him.

"Riddick! What is your problem!"

He clapped a hand over her mouth and pulled her against him to silence her. She glared at him over his fingers but his eyes were fixed over her shoulder. There was something burning at the back of his eyes… something animalistic and she gave a not unpleasant shudder. He took a step forwards, forcing her to take a step backwards to accommodate his movements. They moved in this manner until they were at the entrance, he spun her around in the circle of his arm and pointed towards the cave between tunnels. Now they were closer she could hear the voices of what appeared to be several mercs.

"They gotta be 'round here somewhere… well keep looking! Those two are gonna make us rich."

Riddick finally lowered his hand from her mouth and she glared at him again. The pair watched the mercs assemble in the cave, there was about half a dozen in all and Riddick was already preparing to pounce onto the nearest one when a square mechanical device tucked into the back of Eleayna's belt began squawking loudly. She cursed and fumbled with it, finally managing to turn it off and glancing up to see Riddick staring at her. Switching his gaze quickly he snatched at the first merc to venture into their tunnel, rolling him around and snapping his neck before he had chance to scream.

Eleayna watched a smirking merc approach her, goading him by rolling her hips towards him and moving her chest forward. He momentarily allowed his concentration to falter which was all she needed. She threw her elbow up into his nose, effectively breaking it and preventing him shouting out. Grabbing onto him she wrapped her arm around his neck and propelled herself over in a mid-air cartwheel, kicking another merc in the head as she did so.

Breaking the neck of the merc she had hold of she ducked at a shot another merc fired at her. While her back was turned a merc kicked her where she had been wounded earlier and she grunted in pain, falling onto her hands and knees. Another kick sent her sprawling over onto her back into the dust and a merc moved to stand over her, one foot on each side of her as he stared down into her face.

"Well well."

Smiling sweetly up at him she clutched her shiv and drove it up, slicing from his crotch up to his abdomen and splattering blood all over her. He instinctively lurched forwards bending over her and she slashed across his throat. Gurgling he fell forwards and she rolled her shoulders to the side to avoid being crushed in a head-on collision. Still trapped beneath the body she stared helplessly as a merc approached her, his gun at his side; he didn't seem to think she was a specific threat to him in her current position.

Grimacing she dug around under the merc's body hoping his gun hadn't fallen too far out of reach, her scrabbling fingers only encountered rocks and blood. The merc was getting closer, his gun rising as her fingers finally touched the warm metal of the gun, clutching at it she could have screamed in frustration when the gun caught on the fallen merc's shirt. Tugging she watched the merc getting closer, finally the gun came free and she whipped it up firing before the shock could even register on the merc's face. Slumping down she stared up to see Riddick standing over her, his upside down face watching her in amusement.

"Thanks for the help."

Eleayna could have sworn she saw the corners of his mouth twitch but it was gone almost instantly and she put it down to the flickering of the torch across the cave. Using only one hand he yanked her roughly out from under the merc and she stumbled on her feet before righting herself.

"You look like hell."

She glowered at Riddick who had splashes of blood on his hands and top and a nasty-looking cut across his cheek.

"Oh that's a shame, I feel great."

Her back was aching fiercely from the kick to her wounds and she had landed awkwardly under the fallen merc so her back and shoulders stung with every movement.

"Come on, girl. Let's get out of here."

Retying her hair back she wiped her hand across her face, which only smeared blood over her features, and returned to following him.

Collapsing back into her seat Eleayna watched the stars blurring past them and closed her eyes tiredly. She heard Riddick drop into his seat besides her but she still didn't open her eyes even when he turned the transmitter on. She did, however, open her eyes when she heard her own and Riddick's name emitting from it. She was now an officially wanted convict.

"Oh swell, I'm bleeding all over my new clothes, being chased by more mercs than I care to count and I'm on a stolen space-ship. Now I know I'm hanging around with Riddick."

He was about to say something when the onboard computer announced that they were approaching their destination. After docking in silence Riddick merely raised an eyebrow, but fingered his shiv, when a tall good-looking blond man approached their ship carrying a similar square of metal to the one Eleayna had.

"Eleayna!"

Smiling at the blond she embraced him quickly and gestured for Riddick to follow them. The streets were mainly deserted because of the lateness of the hour but Riddick still kept a habitual eye out for any movement.

"How long are you staying?"

Eleayna glanced at Riddick who was busy scanning the shadows around them.

"Not long; I don't want to endanger your family, Isa."

He smiled and laid a reassuring hand on her shoulder as he led them through the back streets and into the back garden of a large house.

"There are medical supplies on the table in the kitchen; I trust you can look after yourselves?"

Eleayna nodded and he kissed her cheek around the blood before turning to face a dark-haired woman standing in the doorway. If she hadn't been scowling she would have been quite pretty. Eleayna smiled at her but it was not returned and Isa gave her an apologetic shrug before leading his wife off upstairs. Eleayna led the way into the kitchen, instead of turning the lights on she lit a half dozen candles that were scattered around the room so Riddick could remove his goggles. He watched her as she cleansed her wounds again and carefully bandaged them, she was washing the blood off her hands when he decided to speak and she turned slowly at the sound of his voice.

"She doesn't like you much."

Wiping her wet hands on a nearby towel Eleayna smirked and nodded.

"Of course not." He lifted his eyebrows at her. "I seduced her husband before they were married. She doesn't like him helping me. She's the jealous type."

She studied him for a moment, his eyes shining in the dull light; she moved forwards and indicated the table behind him.

"Sit."

He stared at her for a moment and she wondered if she had gone too far, surprised to find herself not altogether bothered if she had. To her surprise he sat down on the table and she approached him with an alcohol-soaked swab. Dabbing the wound on his cheek he didn't even wince and she slowly moved down to wipe all the blood that had dribbled down his cheek. Her eyes were fixed on his wound; he could almost see his reflection in the dark green orbs of her eyes. Dropping the swab she had been using on him she used her thumb to rub away the excess alcohol.

He had already gripped her hand and lowered it to rest on his thigh and before she could look at him his lips were pressed against hers. Shock hit her first closely followed by satisfaction as her eyes briefly registered that his were closed before she threw herself into the kiss. When they finally broke apart Eleayna felt a flicker of awkwardness she hadn't felt with a guy since she was a teenager and she shifted her gaze.

"Maybe we should go to bed."

He cocked his head to the side and in a rare moment she flushed as she realised what she had just said.

"Don't flatter yourself, Riddick."

Smirking she ran her hand lightly up his thigh and over his crotch, applying just enough pressure to make him growl at the back of his throat before pressing a brief kiss against his lips and disappearing out of the door.