Chapter Twelve:

What a magical, beautiful, and deadly creature her man was. Washing off underneath the waterfall.

So beauitful. So deadly.

Beautifully deadly.

She still wets her own panties for her love.

"Nice piece of meat you got there."

A female voice rudely interrupted Rynn's ogling.

She looked over her shoulder and saw who the voice belonged to. She ended up turning completley around, face to face with Eve the Merc.

"Even for a killer, what a lucky woman you are to have him."

Rynn just looked her over, not impressed in the least. She snorted. "I can't believe your down here with all these men. Not just because they see a piece of loose ass right in front of them but because you probably had a hand in putting them here."

"Some, yes."

"So, what's the deal? Wait! Don't tell me..." She placed her hands on her hips. "Another woman wetting her panties for Riddick, right?"

Eve just shrugged her shoulders, taking a couple of steps closer to Rynn. "Maybe."

And in those couple of steps she took, she got greeted with Rynn's knife to her throat. "I like my space, bitch! And for the record, that's a line you don't want to cross with me. Just ask others. Oh, wait! You can't because I killed them." Still with her knife settled in nicely against her throat, Rynn took a few steps closer to her, whispering in her ear. "You can wet those panties of yours all you want but know this, Riddick won't finish you off. Ever. It'll be me if you don't watch it!" Rynn letting out a dark, humerous laugh. She shoved her back, purposely making her fall to the ground.

"I'm not as dumb as other women, Rynn. I know how dangerous you are and can be. Sucks not being able to have him but...Riddick didn't want me anyway."

"Good."

Eve stood up, brushed herself off. "Sorry about your friends."

'Sorry about your friends?' Those words kept playing in her mind as she walked back to the railing, squatted down again, going back to watching Riddick finish cleaning himself up. Her eyes went back to roaming up and down his body, seeing his muscles flex and relax as he moved, even with his clothes on.

He reached for his goggles, placing them over his eyes. He turned around knowing Rynn was still near by.

Riddick gripped the railing and jerked his head to the side with a smile. "Care to join me?"

She gracefully stood up and walked over to him. He placed his arm inbetween hers and around her waist. "You could use a wash and I could always go for another one." He purred seductively, kissing and nipping at her neck.

"No." Pushing him back. "What I could use are some answers." She paused to watch his expression. "I have a right to know."

"Know what?"

"Don't play games with me, Riddick. You know what I am talking about."

"No, Rynn. I don't." His jaw hardening and those muscles starting to tick.

"Two important people, Riddick. Ring any bells?"

He arched an eyebrow at her attitude still with that hardened face. "No it doesn't."

"Doesn't suprise me. You never cared for them anyway." Her eyes ventured off to the side.

"What are you talkin' about, woman?!"

"I'M TALKING ABOUT IMAM AND JACK!" Screaming in his face. "Why didn't you tell me they were dead?!"

Riddick saw the change in her. His woman was indeed back. Not tainted by that morphine. But the problem was she was attacking the wrong person. Her emotions going from anger and rage to sadness and hurt. He sighed silently walking a few steps away from her before turning back around.

"ANSWER ME!" The rage, venom, still flowing hotly through her veins. "They're dead. You killed them!" Pointing an accusing finger at him and Riddick stormed right up to her.

Others would have been intimidated and ran away, if he let them, or went in their pants. But not Rynn.

"Why would I kill them? I saved them for you, remember? That's what you wanted!"

"But you never would have if it wasn't for me." She continued on with this fantasy killing in her mind, still accusing him of their deaths. "Here's what I think happened. When I got caught you decided to go for a joy ride back to Helion Prime and kill them thinking I wouldn't find out-"

She abruptly got shut up by Riddick as his hand reached out and wrapped around her throat tightly. "You keep this up..." He slowly pulled her to him. His forearm settled nicely inbetween her breasts. "...And I'll go hunt Jack down and do what your accusing me of...while I make you watch!" He snarled, aggressively shoving her away, causing her to fall on her ass.

Rynn just sat there for a moment, puzzled. "Why would you only want to kill, Jack?" Than it hit her. "Imam." She sighed. "He's dead, isn't he?"

"Yes, Rynn, but not by my hands."

"What about Jack?" Rynn's eyes starting to blur from the tears forming.

"I told the holy man's wife to keep an eye on her. Doubt that done any good considering it 's Jack we are talkin' 'bout."

Even though there was sorrow and sadness in her eyes for Imam there was also some hope that Jack may still be alive.

"How? Why?" Rynn's brain scrambling trying to figure out who would want to kill Imam and why for that matter.

Riddick had one word for her, more like a name. "Necromongers."

Now it was starting to make sense. She's heard about the Necros and what they do.

"The holyman put a higher bounty on my head to get me to go back to Helion Prime. It worked. He told me about the Necros, somehow wanted my help to try and stop them. Brought up some chick, some elemental named-"

"Aeron." Rynn finished. Knowing about her too.

Riddick gave her an odd look. How could she know about this being in slam? A warm smile than formed on his face. Seems she's getting more and more like him everyday.

"Necros attacked his world." Riddick noticed Eve across the slam. Just standing there. Watching. "Is that where you heard this from?" His head jerked in her direction.

"Yeah." She said softly.

"That's a first."

"What's a first?"

"A Merc telling the truth."

"She also...informed me about the run in you two had on the ride here."

"No run in. It was all her and it was nothing, babygirl."

"I know."

"Than why bring it up?"

"I don't know." Riddick held his hand out for her to take, to help her up. She brushed herself off, wanting to go back to her cell. She needed to be alone. She was needing to grieve for Imam.

"Still here I see." Ben came and interrupted. His statement directed towards Riddick.

"Not now, Ben." Rynn stepped by him heading for her cell.

"Your boyfriend's back." Riddick gave her a playfully smile and tug on her shirt as she passed him, trying to cheer her up.

"I need sometime alone."

Riddick watched as she safely made it back to her cell, hearing her slam the bar doors shut.

"What have you done to her this time?" Ben accused.

"You know first hand not wise to test me but if you must know, she's still feeling the effects of me fucking her brains out last night." Riddick's booming laugh was heard even after he was out of Ben's sight. He headed for Rynn's cell, wanting to stay near by.

Sitting on the bed with her head in her hands she started to sob but not really getting a good cry out. She just couldn't get out of her brain that Imam had died at the hands of those Necros. It made her blood boil.

She took to her feet and started pacing the floor.

"Being angry won't bring him back." Riddick leaned against the cell door frame, arms crossed over his chest, goggles above his eyes, watching. Watching his love go through heartbreak again with the added ingrident. Rage and revenge.

"I know that." She abruptly stopped and faced him. "They MUST pay!"

"One already has."

Rynn cocked her head to the side. "Huh?"

Ridick stepped inside. "Took the Necro out that killed Imam."

"Thought you didn't care?"

Riddick just looked at her.

She walked up to him, wrapping her arms inbetween his and around him. "I don't care what your say or don't. You have to feel something for them. I mean you killed the Necro who killed Imam and you saved them from that awful planet-"

"...For you."

"I know but I think deep down inside it wasn't just for me."

"If you say so, woman."

It was pretty obvious, Riddick did feel something for them otherwise he would have killed them long ago, despite Rynn's influnce.

"How'd you take him out?"

"Killed him before I got escorted to their fucked up ship. They were intrigued. Had their Quasi Dead scan me."

"Oh, no." Realization dawning upon Rynn. "Those dead...people know everything when they scan you. They know who you are now. They know your Furyan."

"Think The Lord Marshal already had a hunch."

"And word has been that The Lord Marshal believes a Furyan will kill him and since your pretty much the only known Furyan in existance I take it he wants your head?"

"So it would seem."

"Great!" Rynn exclaimed. "It never ends."

Welcome to their world.