(I'm on a roll. It's 10:28 pm right now, and I'm dead tired, so I am going to finish this tommorow. It will be done tommorow, and I will post it immediately. n.n I feel like pulling something from my bag of tricks to make this story extend longer. It's 6 chapters long, and counting this, 7. And I want to try to make one of those fics that can last for like 20 chapters. that would be a real achievement on my lazy assed ness XD)

"Don't do it. Don't do it, she's crazy...."

"What the hell is a dumb bitch like her gonna do?"

"You can talk big, but when she's chewing on you you're not gonna be talking so god damn big!"

"Why don't you back off, She's not gonna be able to fight me off! Besides, once I take her down, she's good for a nice fuck. Have you gotten a real look at those tits, and that tight ass?"

"She's a fucking cannibal!"

"So the fuck what, she's still a damn woman, and I can overpower her no problem!"

"Fine, but we fucking warned you!"

The fight ended, the three men splitting up, two merging with the shadows to watch the upcoming events. The third looked over his shoulder, and turned, facing the door to...that cell. It was the cell no man would dare set foot in. But he was drunk, and he was cocky. It wouldn't end well. He grabbed the door, and slammed it open, walking in carefully, looking around.

Nothing. The room was so cold...so very cold. A Blast of icy winter like wind hit the man in the face, sending shivers up and down his spine. A rancid smell filled his noise, making his stomach turn. He almost gagged, but held it down, looking around the dark room.

It seemed the shadows were dancing around, laughing at him. But to be honest, the darkness was simply pointing to his simple fate. For unbeknownst to him, the object of his search was standing right infront of him, burried under the cover of darkness.

He took a step foreward, scanning the room...and then he did the unthinkable... turned around. Mistake Number 2. Turning his back. Letting his guard down. She could smell it. He was already giving up....so she struck.

It was silent as she stepped up behind him....she could smell his uncertainty as she stepped up behind him, her face being revealed in light.

Outside his two friends watched through the bars of the cell, and their eyes widened, "Watch out!" But it was too late.

Her hands snaked up expertly, digging into his eyes. She slammed her thumbs into his eye sockets, and hooked her thumbs around the skull, dragging him over and slamming him against a wall pulling him down to the ground. She pulled a small metal spike from her boot, ramming it up his neck, puncturing the jugular, and dragging it down, ripping it open.

She watched as his struggles finished, her face covered in blood spatters. She looked up at his two friends, eyes narrowing.

They took the hint, running back the hallway as fast as they could, not looking back.

She looked down at her victim, and smirked, straddling his hips, running her hands up his chest, exposing bare skin. She slid her hands down halfway, digging nails into his flesh, ripping at his body. She made an animilistic whimper, and crushed her fingers into his body, pulling open his ribcage, the bones snapping as he was torn open.

She looked into his opened rib cage, smirking, "Mmmm, what to go for first....Liver, Heart, Kidney....so many choices, so little time until the meat spoils...." and with that, she burried her face into his corpse, tearing away chunks of his flesh with her inhumanly sharp teeth.

Jack jolted into wakefulness from her sleep, panting at the nightmare. What the hell did it mean? She had been having it for 3 weeks straight now, and it was pissing her off. The face of that crazy bitch lingered in her head always, and she sat up, rubbing her face. She groaned, and cried out softly as her warm feet touched the cold metal of the ship's floor. She flicked on her light, and moved silently to her desk. She sat down, and pulled out a tablet and pencil. She looked down at the paper for a few minutes, before begining to sketch out the girl's face.

An hour later, she finished. She was really impressed with how the drawing came out, considering she never drew very much. It was almost as if it were a real picture...She ran her fingers over it, "You're telling me something, aren't you?"

Without warning, Riddick came into her room, "Wake up, Imam got the mercs faster than I thought. We're under fi--" he was interupted as he saw the picture of the girl, "Where did you find that?"

"I...drew it. From a dream I've been having..."

"Are you and I ever in those dreams?"

"No, Just this girl and other people...I think she's in prison."

"We have no time for this now, get your ass up, it'll be a miracle if we make it alive."

Jack's eyes widened, "Are you serious?! How can you be so calm?!"

"Used to this. I always escape in the end..."

"So cocky...one day that will be your downfall." As soon as she finished saying fall, she fell to the ground as the ship slammed around uneasily.

"Fucker! They got their hooks in us. It's a matter of time now, girl. Just play it calm, and you'll be taken back to Imam, I'll get free soon enough..."

"Riddick! I don't want to leave you again!"

"You're gonna have to. Sorry Jack, it's for your own good..." he turned and walked quickly down the hall.

She scrambled into better clothing, her pj's not offering much protection. She ran down the hall to find him, but heard a sharp yell, "Don't move girl!"

She skidded to a stop, head whipping to the side, seeing 4 men. Two were holding onto Riddick, one had a gun pointed to his head, the other had a gun to her.

"Good girl, don't move and it will be okay...Shhhhh, it's okay." he walked towards her.

Time spinned around her, as she found herself reaching down for her boot quickly drawing the shiv from it, and stabbing it into the merc's gut.

One of the mercs grabbed onto her and threw her to the ground, pressing his knee into her back as he handcuffed and gagged her. Everything was blurry, she could hear herself breathing loudly, but everyone else's voices sounded so far away and distant. She looked up, seeing Riddick's mouth opening and shutting. He was talking to her, but she couldn't hear him. She looked to the side as one of the mercs cradeled the other, screaming in a tone that seemed like a whisper to her, "Brother Brother!" She looked down, at the floor her head was slammed against. The one merc cradeling her brother stood, and she looked back to him. He was screaming at her, and all she saw was his foot coming towards her face in slow motion....before everything went black.

(AN: there we go :yawwwwnnnns and stretches: Wassup mah homies? XD :throws monkies:)