(Guess who's back. Back again. Christina is back, tell a friend Yo, Yo, Homie G. Now. This chapter is going to be torture. When you get to the end, You'll see why. :D
"Met a man on the street last night...Said his name was jesus. Met a man on the street last night. Thought he was crazy til I watched him heal a blind man, watched him a heal a blind man, Now I seeeee...I'll live this life until this life won't let me live here anymore...then I will walk, yes I will walk with paitence right through that open door." )

Jack's mind spun. Everything had happened so fast. And here she was, tears streaming down her tortured brown eyes, a gun in her mouth.

I've been a rambler, all my life

Been a bet it all gambler

Yeah I let it all ride

Never been afraid of losin

Riddick had always bet everything on his skill.

He was never afraid of anything he bet against.

He always won. How could this day be different?

He wasn't afraid of losing.

He had to protect Jack. There was no way he'd let himself lose.

It was all riding on this bet...

Yeah there's been times I've lost it all

But it wont really matter

Someday when I'm gone

Riddick knew he had a short temper.

And that helped him win these bets.

Some bets silly...some more important than freedom itself.

How could he face Jack again if he lost the bet on her life, and saftey.

Well it wouldn't really matter if he could face her or not...The only way he'd lose this bet...is if he was dead.

You can bury me on Deadwood Mountain

By my brother wild Bill and sister calamity Jane

Don't bring me no flowers

Just a six gun smokin

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Jack knew Riddick was big bad of the biggest of bads.

He was billy bad ass.

He was a tough guy, not afraid to ghost anyone, and he was damn good at it.

She had looked up to him because of this.

He'd put his all into everything he did.

There was no way, if he ever stumbled, that he would want help.

When your heart runs deeper

Then a ghost town gold mine

You just know your bound to find that motherload

Riddick knew for sure, there was no way he'd lose. Never. He refused. His heart was way too involved with Jack to let it end all now. No way he'd die before he got a piece of her ass.

You'll spend your last heartbeat chasing after rainbows

No there's no place you won't go

To win one more time

But that wasn't how it had gone.

Jack sobbed, clenching her eyes shut, the gun clacking against her teeth once or twice as she sobbed, remembering it.

Riddick had went all out to save her life...

"I guess....it's time to face the enemy..." Jack made for the door, but Riddick grabbed her wrist, yanking her back to him.

He pulled her body close to his, looking down at her.

Jack's eyes widened, looking up at him "Riddick..." She whispered out gently.

"Jack listen to me...I do think people have a purpose. And...I searched years and years for my purpose...It wasn't until the Hunter Gratzna...that I really understood my purpose. I understood, and I rebelled. I didn't want to go back for you and Imam. Didn't want to save your sorry ass. Because that was my purpose. I wanted to fight it....But I couldn't fight it. Jack, I will protect you. I'd-" But he was interupted...

"Would you die for her?" Todd growled irritably, wanting to get this over with.

Riddick didn't look up at Todd, as if ignoring him....but he wasn't. "I would die for you Jack. But I don't plan on dying, until you are safe."

Jack's eyes filled with tears...Riddick...what was he trying to say?

Could he be saying that he...he cared for her?

No...How could one like Riddick actually care for anyone but himself?!

Jack wanted to slap herself...She was judging him like others had. Riddick had a side she didn't know.

She knew that much...she just....just didn't know what that side was like.

"Riddick..what are you-" "Shutup." He commanded, before forcing a kiss against her lips.

Her head reeled.

Oh...oh god...he was...was kissing...oh god.

She returned it the best she could, this was what she had always wanted after all, but why now...why here...

He pulled away, but before she could say anything, he was gone, in the hanger. The warrior had blazed into battle...

You can bury me on Deadwood Mountain

By my brother wild Bill and sister calamity Jane

Don't bring me no flowers

Just a six gun smokin

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Jack saw it all over in her head.

The kiss...the glorious kiss that sent chills down her spine even now.

Her finger shuddered against the trigger as a violent sob shook her body.

She saw how he had killed guards with ease, joining in to help, taking some down with a little difficulty...she had to get used to killing.

Todd was a raging whirlwind, screaming as he threw himself into the blaze of attacks.

Jack had just turned, when the loud crack of a gun sounded.

Blood spattered up in her face, as a man a foot away from her fell flat on his face...but oh woe be to Jack, it wasn't a guard...

"Riddick...RIDDICK!" She screamed, watching blood pool around his motionless body.

And cover me a little extra deep

Cause that's the only way

I'm gonna rest in peace

She fell to her knees, not paying attention as Todd finished up the last of the guards.

She touched her Angel's shoulder gently, "Riddick..No Riddick no, you have to come back to me No...No Riddick...please dear god no..."

You can bury me on Deadwood Mountain

By my brother wild Bill and sister calamity Jane

Don't bring me no flowers

Just a six gun smokin

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Put me eight feet down

When you bury me

Jack grabbed the gun from a guard a few feet away, cocking it.

She looked down at Riddick's lifeless form once more, before sticking the gun into her mouth...if he was dead, so was she...

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down

What was the point of living now? Everything had been about Riddick. Everything.

Wash my, hands of this

You notice how god ain't even helping you out

You notice how god ain't even helping you

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down

She'd just throw herself away.

She loved Riddick...loved. For too long had she wished to hold him in her arms.

But now, that would never happen.

And what's worse, was that he cared for her too.

There was no way she could live, knowing her dreams had been dashed against the floor.

So keep the way you're feeling anonymous

And hide it all until the day you die

Your secrets safe, at least you thought it was

You can only keep it for a little while

And now you're terrified

Why did she hide her feelings for him so long?

Maybe...maybe if she would have admitted her love for him, it could have somehow been different.

She could have begged him not to leave the slam.

Oh god...She was blaming herself for his death.

Her hand shook, as she started to apply the pressure to the trigger, with a shaking finger.

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down

Wash my, hands of this

You notice how god ain't even helping you out

You notice how god ain't even helping you

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

You know there gonna burn it down

What would Imam say, to see Jack quivering next to Riddick's lifeless body, with a gun in her mouth.

It was caused by him. All of this....

...Was because of him.

The Hate.

Because of Imam.

The Guilt.

Because of Imam.

The mercs.

Because of Imam.

Riddick's death...

Because of Imam...

Damn you for thinking we would never know

And damn you for thinking we would never mind

Only reason that you made it this far

You never asked him, but you never tried

"Riddick...do you love me?" The question was so easy to ask to a picture....

Why the hell don't you throw yourself away?

Why the hell don't you blow yourself away?

She was done of delaying.

She wouldn't waste anymore time.

Squeezing down harder on the trigger...

....bang....

(Now that, my friends, is why this is torture. Is this the end of my story? Does everything stop here? Did jack really kill herself? Is Riddick dead? Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see if I update again. I know, I am evil, and tortoreus. :cackles:

Why don't we take a poll... Review and tell me how much you love my awesome story, and somewhere in there, tell me, do you want it to end here, or do you want it to go on. Har De Har. I'm so cruel n.n)