We sat there is silence not saying a word to each other. I had my eyes shut and I'd be damned if I was gonna open them and look at him. I knew he was watching me. I could feel his eyes on me.

"Ya know, ya can open your eyes. I'm not that scary." Gosh there went that deep voice of his that made my knees give. Oh shut up.

"You sure about that Riddick? Last time I thought you made a pretty good impression on the man in the bar."

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"Come on Riddick…" The man was being stubborn. "It's just a bar. I'm hungry and there's no where else we can go that's descent." He let out a huge sigh.

"Fine. But we do things my way. Got it." Our lips were close,

"Don't we always?" He smirked at me and went to kiss me,

"Ah ah," I pulled away, "not till I actually get to eat the food this time."

"Hey it wasn't my fault that that merc showed up just as we got our food." I raise an eyebrow in question at him. He laughed and pulled me into the bar,

"Alright, come on." It was crowded, and we pulled up a seat at a table. Riddick went to the bar to order food and I stayed at the table. I heard a whistle and my attention went to a tall dark haired man. He had piercing green eyes and smooth skin.

"Hello there beautiful." A smile played at the corners of my lips. I knew Riddick was hearing all of this, "Tell me what's a pretty, young thing like you doing all alone in here?"

"Who said she was alone?" The man turned around to be faced by Riddick.

"Who's this gorgeous? Your boyfriend?" The man was cocky and stupid.

"You could say that…" Riddick cracked his knuckles

"Look big guy I-" Riddick's hadn was around his throat,

"Listen ya micro spec, she's MY girl, so unless you wanna be breathin through a straw I suggest ya keep ya mouth shut and stay away from my girl." By now I had my food and was eating it happily while I watched the show play out before me. They threw some words around and the guy ended up running out of the place only to come backa few minutes later with mercs.

"And this is what happened last time and I didn't get my food." He grabbed my hand and I grabbed my food,

"Hey ya got ya food though didn't ya?" I smiled at him. I couldn't stay mad at him.

"If I remember, you sent the guy running, Riddick."

"Come on, one time." "So," My eyes snapped open. It was a woman. Fry? I think it was. "Where is he?" He didn't answer her. "Tell me about the sounds. You told them you heard something right before..." She waits for him to say something but I know Riddick. He doesn't say anything.

"Fine, don't talk to me." She tuned to leave.

"You mean the whispers?" Gosh here we go again. If only you knew how many times I've heard this speech.

"What whispers?" She seemed timid, afraid even.

"The ones tellin' me to go for the sweet spot, just to the left of the spine, fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. What a gusher. Had a cup on his belt, so I used it to catch a little run-off. Metallic taste to it, human blood. Coppery. But if you cut it with peppermint schnapps, that goes away."

"Why not try scaring me with the truth?" If only she knew…

Riddick began to chuckle slightly.

"All you people are so scared of me and most days, I'd take that as a compliment, but it ain't me you gotta worry about now." She gets closer.

"Show me your eyes Riddick." Now I could feel something rise in me. An anger that began to build. What game was this girl playin at?

"You've got to come a lot closer than that." She did, "Closer" She got closer still until she was a foot away from him. I stopped breathing. What was he going to do? He lunged forward at her with is eyes wide open,

"Woah!!!! Where can I get eyes like that?!?" It was that kid, ah what's his name…a…Jack? Yeah Jack. Riddick smiled at him,

"Gotta kill a few people first."

"I can do that."

"Then ya gotta get yourself sent to a slam one where they tell you you'll never see the light of day again."

"Cool."

"LEAVE!!!!" Fry shouted at the kid and he frowned. "Leave."

"Let the kid stay if he wants. Let him hear what it's like to live on the run every day. The life of a convict. Of a murderer." Slowly he left and Riddick looked from me to Fry,

"Cute kid. Like I said, it ain't me ya gotta worry about." She left it at that and left.

"Did you."

"Kill Zeke. No."

"Well then…now I am scared. I mean what else could be worse than Richard B. Riddick." He gave me a smile, but it was a cold one. With a barely noticeable malice in his voice I heard him loud and clear,

"You."