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Italics = Inner most thoughts

Bold Italics =Thoughts of the 'Beast'

Chapter 5

After taking a few minutes to calm down her whirling mind, Rain steps outside just in time to see a frantic Carolyn, determined Johns, and anxious Jack, all asking each other questions at the same time. Should I even bother to find out what happened? It can't be good news.

"I don't know how many there were. It was dark, okay? Does it matter? We just need to get the hell off this rock as soon as we can." Carolyn shouts at the others as she storms away from them, and most of the arguing stops. Johns moves to follow after Carolyn.

"You know what? I think it's time for a long walk and some good music." Rain turns in a different direction from everyone else, swinging her backpack off her shoulders briefly to pull her music player and headphones from it.

Rain thumbs to her playlists and picks her favorite. As the top song starts, she closes her eyes and smiles. Oh yeah, losing myself in some music is my greatest idea yet.

Riddick can't explain the anger, and almost helplessness, that overtakes him when Rain leaves. There's something dangerous in the darkness of this planet, and he wants her nowhere near it. The beast in him wants to punish her for disobeying him, for leaving his side and going where he can't protect her. Riddick jerks on his cuffs rhythmically, trying to dispel the anger and frustration.

It's about 20 minutes after Rain left that Johns makes an appearance. Riddick can tell that something else has happened.

"Finally found something worse than me huh?" Riddick begins.

"So here's the deal." Johns strokes the handle of his gauge as he gives his 'deal'. "You work without chains, without bit, and without shivs. You do what I say, when I say it."

"For what? The honor of going back to some asshole of a cell? Fuck you." Johns' got some balls to think he can control me.

"The truth is…is I'm tired of chasing you."

Yeah fuckin' right, you live for the chase, not fuckin' likely. "Are you saying you'd cut me lose?"

"I'm thinking you could've died in the crash."

Lies. "My recommendation: Do me. Don't take the chance that I'll get shiv-happy on your wannabe-ass."

"Ok."

"Ghost me, motherfucker. That's what I would do to you." Riddick's newest angry outburst ends with Johns quick-drawing his gun and firing at the chains binding him; freeing him. Stupid mistake.

"I want you to remember this moment. The way it could have gone and didn't. Here." Johns is still cocky as he holds out Riddick's goggles; but he's forgotten what Riddick is, how he's got his reputation, and in a smooth movement Riddick has commandeered Johns' gun and turned it on him. Johns is suddenly nervous, "Take it easy."

"FUCK YOU!" spits Riddick.

Johns' keeps his hands in the air the entire time his own gun is pointed at him, trying to make his voice placating. "Do we have a deal?"

Riddick narrows his eyes down the sight of the gun, appearing to think it over. You ain't worth the ammo.

"I want you to remember this moment." Riddick finally replies, dropping the gun, ripping his goggles from Johns' hand, and storming away.

Rain finishes her walk and arrives back at the Hunter Gratzner just in time to meet the rest of the survivors leaving it. Wha…? Carolyn and the holy man, Imam, lead the group and they nod to Rain as they pass her.

"You coming, Rain?" Jack calls out, approaching.

"Where's everyone going." Rain spins on her heel and starts walking beside Jack, lowering her voice to a whisper when she notices who brings up the rear of the group, "wait, Riddick's free?"

"Yeah, Johns says as long as he listens and helps, he won't be cuffed; they still won't let me talk to him, though. We're heading to the settlement they say is nearby to check out a ship. Fry says we might be able to use our power cells to get it running again, and get the hell outta here. Also it's where the water is." Good, I don't want to get near-drunk again.

Rain gives a tentative glance over her shoulder and quickly turns back when she sees Riddick's goggled stare. "Ah, I see." Oh shit, I'm in trouble.

Rain walks for a while beside Jack conversing about earlier events and how Zeke was found dead. What a way to go. Johns eventually drops back and joins them, his good 'ol boy charm laying on thick. "Where ya been Rain? Haven't seen much ah ya." Confident blue eyes meet nervous ones.

"Ah…I went for a walk. I kinda prefer to keep to myself." Rain moves a little closer to Jack and avoids Johns' eyes. Please leave me alone.

"Hmm. Well if ya haven't heard, Riddick's been cut loose. But he and I have an understanding. If he gives ya any trouble you come to me, alright?" Johns tilts his head and brushes his hand against Rain's arm.

She shies away from his touch and replies, "uh..sure."

Johns gives her a smile and a nod, and then returns back to talk with some of the others in the group.

"What was that about?" Jack sounds confused.

"I have no idea." Rain sighs.

That bastard Johns had the nerve to touch what's ours. And made us play pack mule. Riddick broods silently, conversing with his beast. Find Her. Claim Her. She needs to be marked, to show him she is ours. Riddick had lost sight of Rain about an hour after arriving at the settlement; Johns had ordered him to help Carolyn and Shazza with the skiff, preventing him from following Rain. Now he's finally managed some time alone, though, and his beast urges him to use it to find her.

It doesn't take him long to catch her scent on the wind as he stalks through the compound. Yes. A feeling of elation surges from the usually controlled beast. Riddick's stride gets faster as he turns and follows her trail. The scent gets stronger as he approaches an outbuilding that appears to be a housing complex of some kind. A side door to the building is left cracked open, and Riddick pushes his way inside. She's definitely in here somewhere.

Her trail takes him to a kitchen that has been recently rifled through. A quick scan of the room shows the archaic remains of what was probably once a half-eaten meal left forgotten on the table in the middle of the room. Someone left in a hurry. A layer of sand and dust covers everything in the room, except where someone recently touched in search of something. Rain in search of food, probably. Riddick continues on following Rain's sweet scent, heading through a door out of the kitchen and into a connecting room. There she is. She's curled on her side on a bed nestled in one corner of the bedroom, an empty container of some kind of dried food lies on the floor next to the bed. Her eyes are closed and her pack is beside her on the blankets, as if she was too tired after her snack to do anything but pull the dusty top blanket off the bed and collapse.

It seems I find you sleepin more often than not, kitten. Riddick prowls closer to the bed and kneels beside it. Mine. A predator-like grin appears on his face.

"It's time to wake up, darlin'."

A/N: Hmm...things are about to get a whole lot more interesting!