(Another quick update. Yay! I just can't study properly unless I let some of my imagination loose. Riddick, stop taking up all of my energy. Anyways, thanks again for all the reviews. Love u guys. In this chapter, my story starts creeping up. I told you I would make it different, I just needed to find the right place. But at times I feel like I am not being true to Jack and Riddick's characters. I guess that is where my interpretation of them plays a part. Pls continue to give reviews. They really feed my soul. And I love your suggestions and comments.)

Riddick. He is up there talking to Guv. I know that look. He is already planning a way to escape. How does he do it? He storms in out of nowhere. Gets Guv's respect. Makes me somewhat forget five years of hatred. And finds a way to get out of Crematoria. I think I might actually smile.

But I want to go up there and know exactly what is happening.

Jack. I know how we will do it. How we will escape. The next time they change the air, I will go through the gap between the rock and control room. Well I think of the kid and she appears.

She is coming to stand right next to me. She knows that she is the only person I would ever allow to get this close to me. Both physically and emotionally.

I am standing right next to Riddick and I can see the prisoners taking note of it. No one ever stands close to each other. It is a good enough reason to be killed. But I know Riddick. I know that I am the only one he would ever allow to come so close. Shit. My smile is creeping up again.

"When it happens, it will happen fast," Riddick muttered tilting his head towards Jack.

Riddick just turned and left. I should head in the opposite direction and pretend I don't care. But why is he entering my cell?

Jack. You sure have a beautiful room. Dust all over hardened lava. That pile of tormented stone must be where you sleep. But even through the sulfuric and sweaty stench, I can smell you. Whether you call yourself Kyra or Jack, you still have that same smell. That smell of courage, sadness, anger and feistiness. That smell which I have craved for so many years.

"What the hell are you doing Riddick?" questioned Jack.

"Looking for a place to sleep," shrugged Riddick.

"Well it's not here." Even though I want you to stay.

"Who's going to stop me?" asked Riddick as he sat on Jack's feeble attempt at a bed.

"I will," Jack said as she went for a shiv from her back. But Riddick was on her before she even reached it.

"Jack. You are good, but not that good." Riddick grabbed her hands and brought her close. He bent down and sniffed her. "You still smell the same." He brought his mouth to her ear and breathed heavily. "Rest," with that word he nibbled her ear and went back to her bed.

Jack. I couldn't help it. Your smell was so overwhelming. I had to taste it. It was my savage way of showing you that you mean something to me.

Riddick. I am still trying to catch my breath. I haven't been so close to you in years. It felt so good. And I so wanted more. I hope you have realized that I am not a kid anymore. Now it's my turn to push your buttons.

From the corner of my goggles, I can see her coming towards me. She is on the bed now looking down at me. At least I have my goggles on. She can't see me devouring her with my eyes.

There is only one way to look at his eyes. His silver gems.

Should I have stopped her? She took off my goggles. No one has ever taken off my goggles. But I don't mind it. In fact, I enjoyed having her fingers tenderly remove them and put them on my forehead. Then she touched where she slashed me on my cheek. Lingering on the cut.

"Did it hurt?" Jack asked.

"No."

"Then I should have slashed you deeper. I want to leave a scar on you."

"Fine," Riddick shrugged.

"Fine what?"

"Slash me again."

"If you insist Riddick," Jack complied. She took a blade out of her hair and approached Riddick's face. Her hand stopped a few inches from his face and waited for a reaction, but she got none. Her upper body leaned in to him as she brought the blade's side to his right cheek. But she stopped.

"Just do it kid." Jack rested her arm on Riddick's chest and stared into his eyes.

"Would you really allow me to cut you?" Jack whispered.

"You already did by joining the Mercs," Riddick growled. With those words Jack pushed the blade slightly into Riddick's cheek as he put his arms behind his head. When she saw the first drop of blood, she stopped again.

"I can't do it," Jack muttered. She hid the blade in her boot and got up to leave.

"How interesting," Riddick replied as he removed his left arm from under his head and grabbed her hand. "Time to rest." He pulled her back on the bed and stretched his left arm. Jack sat there watching him for a few minutes as he closed his eyes.

Riddick. I want to hate you. Because right now, you are making me want to kiss your cut. Because while you are sleeping peacefully, I want to stay awake and memorize your whole body. Because I am actually going to lie down right next you and rest my head on your arm.

Jack. She fits perfectly right next to me. Her body is also finally relaxing. I hope she dozes off because soon we will have to leave. And get to the ship before Toombs does. Then she can cut me as much as she wants.

A FEW HOURS LATER

Riddick. He just woke me up and pointed towards the control room. The lights are out, and I can hear some blasts. I guess the guards could not stand each other any longer. I hope they are all dead. Actually, I want to kill the fuckers. But right now my priority is to follow Riddick.

Riddick just crawled over some Merc hanging on a chain. From on top, he is holding on with one arm while he kicks the Merc's face. I see that there is a lot of blood on the guy's face as he finally lets go and falls down.

Riddick just looked at me. I better start climbing the chain.

The control room is a mess. There are definitely no survivors. Only bloody parts of their bodies scattered all over the room.

Jack is finally here. So is Guv and a few other inmates.

"I know that look," Jack said.

"We're leaving. We have to get to the hangar. There is only one speed. Mine. Over that terrain." Riddick picked up all the guns and oxygen units.

"I don't like it."

"Don't have to follow."

"Yeah right."

"Just stay out of the light," said Riddick as he threw an oxygen unit to Jack. Once the control room was lifted to the ground, he shot the window and jumped out. "My speed," he reminded everyone and started off into the twisted landscape.

Jack. Move your ass. Faster. I can already feel the sweat soaking my top. The sun is coming out. Just keep on running.

My body feels like it's dying. But my mind is pumped. Maybe this is how Riddick does it. He separates his body from his mind. But I have to go even faster. Come on. Catch up with Riddick. Let's go, you are almost next to him.

Being next to Riddick makes me even more pumped. My strides suddenly lengthened.

"Do you care if you make it alive?" asked Riddick out of nowhere.

"Not really" shrugged Jack.

"Maybe I do."

That was beyond cryptic, even for me. But I hope that the kid understands that I am not going to let her die. Even if I die in the process.

But she has to hurry up and climb the cliff.

I just can't keep up. The rock is too hot for me to keep up. I can't climb this cliff as fast as the others.

"Get that ass moving NOW" yelled Riddick.

Shit. He never screams. This means that the sun is coming. Come on. Just fucking move.

Jack. She was so close to being toast. Literally. There is no way I will leave her in that crevice. It might keep the sun out of the way, but that won't last much longer. How will I get her out?

"Riddick!?!" cried Jack

"What?"

"You know when I said I didn't care if I died?"

"Yeah."

"You knew I was joking, right?"

Riddick. He didn't say anything. Did he leave me? Did he fucking leave me again? I should have known better. I hate him. I hate him so much.

I love him. He came for me and scooped me from my hiding place, while hanging on to a rope. I feel like I am flying. In a desert. In a really hot desert. But I shouldn't complain. Riddick is completely shielding me with his huge body.

We made it to the top. I am so relieved and happy. I just want to jump. But then I saw Riddick. There was steam coming from him.

He is tilting his head. The run must begin again.

Jack. I guess coming so close to the sun gave you an adrenaline rush. Or else we would never have caught up to the others and even pass them. We are just a hundred meters from the hangar. But wait. What is that sound?

Riddick. He is on his knees crawling up a little hill. And he told us to lie still. But I want to know what's there?

They are here too. The Necromongers. There is only one thing left to do. We will have to lie low until they see the guards. Then we move again.

The weird people found the guards. They are fighting. Or more like, the guards are getting killed one by one. Meanwhile, we are following Riddick. He is heading towards the weird people while they search the hangar for something. Could they also be after Riddick? No way. But my gut is telling me that they are.

"Time to play who's the better killer," growled Riddick. He crept up behind the guards and started shooting and slashing everyone. Jack followed his lead and used her own deadly skills. They worked together, killing, as if they were one. Helping each other become even more lethal. The other inmates tried to hold their own. They killed many Necromongers. It was their outlet for years of captivity. But they will never leave Crematoria.

There is only one way to finish this right now. I have to kill the man from Helion Prime. Vaako.

Finally, we are face to face. He has his silver axe and I have a shiv in each hand. He tries to hit me with his weapon, but I bend down and stab his thigh. I get up behind him and stab his back. But the fucker still comes back for more. He fakes a kick and swings at me. He got me before I could fully move away. He cut a deep slash into my right shoulder. At least two inches deep and four inches wide. Vaako is good, but he is too trained. He doesn't have my animal instincts. While he raises his arms to swing at me again, I stab him again, right into his heart. And turn it. Just like I taught Jack. He looks like he can't believe he is dying. But you sure are Vaako. Your people should never have touched Imam.

Riddick. I think he just killed the weird people's General. Once they saw him fall to the floor, they attacked me with even more fury. But maybe I should teach them that anger doesn't help you focus. In fact, it makes you down right reckless.

I only count two more to kill. But that doesn't include the dozen guards coming out of the ship. With guns. Shit. I look for Riddick and see him in the hangar, pointing at the sun. I forgot about that. I look at him again and I run to him. While I do so, I see a weird person throw something in his own ship. Was it a bomb?

A Necromonger just threw a bomb at his own people. He just killed all of them and blew up the ship. I guess he was getting sick of them as well.