I'm currently on a Vin Diesel Addiction week as I've watched the new Fast and Furious 6 5 times already, then been watching all of the fast and furious as well as Pitch black, Riddick and every other film he has been in. I've still got the Fast and furious Fan fiction going but this Idea would not leave me alone and I couldn't sleep.

I update when I can and this chapter is this long because I wanted everyone to know it's not going to go exactly like the movie, as much as I love the movie. I get tired of reading fan fiction where it ends the same so I decided to create one.

Declaimer: I do not own Riddick or any of the characters apart from 67. This is the only time I'm putting this here as I believe it's a waste of time. Everyone knows who they belong to and if they actually do believe they own them characters well then them…Sorry blabbing here.

Warning: Swearing, Rated M for a reason. Slight blood and gore shit.

There is mentions of God in this and I admit I'm not a god believe but the Imam character is a strong believe, so If I messed up his character slightly. I'm sorry and if any don't like it well screw you.

RiddickxOC

Thoughts

- -Every Creature has a way of dying. –-

- -Chapter 1-

They say most of your brain shuts down in cryo-sleep, all but the primitive side… the animal side. No wonder I'm still awake. Transporting me with civilians. Sounded like 40, 40-plus. Heard an Arab voice… some hoodoo holy man, probably on his way to New Mecca. But what route? Smelled a woman. Sweat, boots, tool belt, leather. Prospector type. Free settlers. And they only take the back roads. And here's my real problem. Mr. Johns… the blue-eyed devil. Planning on taking me back to slam… only this time he picked a ghost lane. A long time between stops.

A long time for something to go wrong.

Suddenly small holes started to appear against a door that sounded like bullets as screws came flying out heading straight towards one of the cryo-sleep container's piecing the glass and digging their way through the captains body before it slumped forward dead.

Perfect.

At the side of the ship with the glowing words of lockout Protocol. No early release printed against one of the cryo-sleep container's container a convict, Richard B. Riddick his name, sat there with his arm's spaced out chained to the wall with a blindfold covering his eye's with a horse bit in his mouth. If anyone was close enough they could see the small twitch at the corner of his mouth. It was almost perfect timing.

Riddick watched as the docking Pilot fell from her container through a small slight in the blindfold before the Navigator Officer fell right on top of her. He let his body relaxes slightly against the chains. All he had to do was waiting for the right moment and then he will escape.

Tightening his hands around the chains as he was swung side to side with the ship, he wonders what they were going to do, how they were going to land this thing. Riddick could smell the Fear coming from the Nav and Docking Pilot but what interested him was the disgust and determination from the Docking Pilot.

The Red light continuing to flash around the room putting it into a red glow as the Alarms blared. Tilting his head slightly as he felt some of the ship being dispatched it would seem they were trying to get rid of some of the luggage.

Wonder if they pop the passage's to save their own asses.

Seeing slight movement coming from the Passage's as they each started to wake up. Riddick waited for the reactions and there fear they would produce. It made him excited when Fear penetrated the air, he could survive on fear itself.

He watched as the blue-eyed devil fell from his container onto the floor before lifting his head into Riddick's direction before a look of satisfactory appear. Riddick couldn't wait for the moment where he would plunge his shiv into his neck watching as the blood ran down his arm but until that moment he was going to watch everything unfold.

The side of where the blue-eyed devil's container stood was suddenly ripped out as the side of the ship was ripped along with about 20 to 30 Cryo-sleeps container's watching as the blue-eyed devil held onto a fin pole. Leaning forward slightly waiting for him to be ripped of with the container's was disappointed when they finally crashed and the Merc was thrown in the opposite direction before his own body was thrown forward from the impact before slamming back into the metal container.

Silent followed before Riddick decided now was the time, yanking his arms down as the chains gave a loud snap before raising his hand, letting it sail through the air, through the glass as fresh air pushed inside of his container. Pulling his heavy body out from the Lockout container before listening to any movement that were close by.

Not hearing a sound apart from a few heartbeat's he made his way towards where Mr. Johns body was thrown, finding it buried under some pieces of Metal but he couldn't really care. He had hoped that the crash would have killed the blue-eyed devil but he could hear the sound of the Merc's heart which was pretty strong but it gave him another chance to cut his throat.

Riddick crouched down before pulling his black goggles from Johns back pocket as well as taking his gun that was in its holder on the man's left leg. Riddick stood back up to his height which was about 6'3; he was wearing a tight black vest with black baggy pants, wearing heavy black metal's boots. Slowly pulling the blindfold of to reveal a pair of shiny silver colour eyes as he spat the hose bit out, He was bald with strong built muscles. He wore a pair of black goggles to cover his eyes from the light as he preferred to stay in the dark.

He slowly disappeared into the shadows as slight movement from further up and a heartbeat picking up. Riddick slowly disappeared heading for the direction out of the ship so he could find out where they had crashed and how to get far away from them all and away from Johns. Hissing in pain as sunlight greeted his uncovered eyes, quickly and quietly pulling his goggles on before taking a step out of the wreck before kneeing to the ground. It felt like one of his lungs had been removed as he was finding it difficult to breath.

The heat from the sun shinnying down on him heavy which was not helping his breathing problems but pushing his self-up from the ground growling. He was not going to die from having breathing problems, heading in the sunsets direction before ripped the cuff's that had been wrapped around his wrists and throwing them into the sand before turning the opposite direction to be faced with yet another sun.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Black goggles turning to look around the crash trying to find the smallest hint on where he was, to be faced with a blue sun.

"Three sun's. Very interesting." He mumbled before running towards sunrise.

My Johns had come running out a full 10 minutes after growling once he had found the restrains heading towards sunset, throwing the horse bit he had picked up back into the sand before returning to the ship while hidden in a couple of rocks fewer out in the sunrise direction there sat Riddick as he watched silently as Johns headed back into the Cargo.

Not even a minute later did two women, Five men and four kids come running out of the Ship into the sunlight. Sharp silver eye's taking in every single detail. Their scent strong to be carried towards him as he smelt the fear, worry but what was more interesting was the guilt he smelt coming from what he remember to be the docking pilot. Then there were a female and a male that had each other scent all over, a couple. Then the holy man with his kids. The kid who appeared to be male but the scent from him gave of a female scent as well as blood. You had a small little man in a long robe with a pair of broken glasses, his sent gave of fear, hatred as well as angry, which left Johns but the morphine covered up most of his scent which Riddick was grateful for. Johns had a four smell before Johns little accident with Riddick's shiv.

None of them were worth his time but they seemed to be his only way out of here. The small little man who Riddick overheard was called Paris was handing out ancient dirty looking weapons to the survivors while muttering about the being priceless as well as demanding a receipt for his booze as they were his own personal stuff.

Riddick kept his eyes on the small packs that where attached to their hip. It seemed it as some type of breathing tank that the couple had created and each of them had their own, watch as the holy man's kids ran ahead towards his direction as Johns, the pilot and the holy man himself started to make their way in his direction.

Ducking down as he listened to their footsteps coming closer and closer as the holy man and his kids were singing in Arabic and he could scent the annoyance from Johns and the woman. Riddick had moved slightly which caused a couple of rocks to slide when he heard Johns hiss out "Quiet" before rushing feet were heading in Riddick's direction.

Sharp speed he ducked behind another rock before Johns appeared at where he had been hiding moments ago.

Close call. Smart man.

Feet slightly buried in the sane as he watched Johns spin around with a shot gun facing the woman before his attention was taking away from some slight movement coming from under neither his feet, placing a hand on the ground to feel…nothing. It was hollow but his hand shot back when there were scurried stomping movements under. It would seem they were not alone after all…but would they even want to meet these other things.

He waited as the others moved forwards towards what they through was Trees.

They be surprised.

All that was heard was Riddick's heavy breathing as he waited for the cost to be clear so he was able to move further up to watch they faces. Crouching as being quick on his feet he was running across the sand and different rocks when his whole body froze at the sound of smaller rocks hitting the large stack of dirty, that was hollow, he was hiding behind.

"Seven stone's to keep the devil away" the holy man muttered to the Pilot as his three sons continued through the rocks until all seven was done and they were satisfied. The convicts silver eye's glared out of his black goggles at the kids, he wanted to run his shiv against the neck as their blood slowly poured out of them and onto the ground, then and only then would he, himself be satisfied.

Running ahead of them as he knew what was up ahead, A graveyard stacked with bones of creatures that had lived and died together. He found it beautiful, hiding in one of the ribcages of a much larger bone creature which was mostly covered in darkness as he ran one pale strong hand across a bone.

It felt like he could still hear their cries of pain, their cries of hungry, they were deadly creatures and wondered if they were what was underneath. There was a part of him that respected them, they had managed to live this long and by the looks of it and the bones they hadn't eaten in most, could be years and they were still alive and kicking.

Heading shooting to the side as he watched the Docking pilot making her way towards him, hiding behind the largest bone, letting his self be covered in darkness as he watched her lean against the bones and not a second later Johns joined her. They were not important to him so he silently and quietly disappeared from the graveyard deciding to head back to the ship.

Dodging around the ground dirt spikes, he could sense something was hiding in there and he was not going to take any chance. Once he knew that he was getting of this planet then he might let his curiosity win for once. Stopping while letting out small harsh breathing as he listen to the sounds of footsteps and something heavy being dragged behind, moving to the side quickly as the male who seemed to be married.

Zeke.

Zeke, the lone man name. He was letting out harsh pants as he dragged a body on a sled covered in black plastic to where there laid a couple more dead bodies. Riddick silently watched as Zeke dropped the sleds rope's before moving to a large whole which Riddick guessed he had dug himself before pulling the plastic up revealing nothing but a small little hole.

Listening to the sounds a running steps coming from under neither and knew something was going to happen but what exactly. The convict moved closer as he watched the man jump into the whole, he almost wanted to shake his head at the man's idiot move but he was not going to be saving anyone. It would mean one less person to care about.

It all happened suddenly and made him want to look at the Creatures even more as Zeke was suddenly pulled forward as two long black tail looking things shot out from the hole, he found it more interesting as small little smoke started to appeared and upon a closer look, Riddick watched as the tails slowly started to burn.

They had a weakness.

He watched as they wrapped around Zeke's frame before yanking him forward causing him to fall to his knees. Zeke let out a scream as the tail's tightened around him before he remembered the gun, yanking it from his waist band before lifting up his arm as pain shot through his body as he let out three shots into the hole but it seemed to be useless, with one lass scream and a yank his body was pulled down into the dark whole as blood splattered everywhere.

A dark smirk appeared on the convicts face as he stared at all the blood that was soaking into the ground, he had been so engrossed with the dying man and the blood he had not seen the man's companion running until she stood before the small graveyard whole at all the blood.

Her sharp and glaring eye's turned on him suddenly before spotting the shiv in his hand, with a scream she was chasing him and it looked like he would be able to escape until a foot shot out of know where causing Riddick to trick.

Spinning onto his back to look up into the face of Johns who did not look happy, moving forward as he went to grab Johns thigh to kick him when his goggles where ripped from his face causing him to howl in pain as the sunlight hit his silver eye's causing him to become blind as he felt a heavy metal boot slam into his stomach repeatedly.

Riddick couldn't see who but could pick out the scent, it was between Johns and the dead man's companion, and they were taking turns at kicking him when he was down. Without the goggles he was blind in the light and couldn't see the boot that was aiming for his face until blackness surrounded him.

Riddick wasn't sure how long he was out for but could tell he had missed something by the different blood that clung in the air, taking a long swift telling him it was the pilot's blood that had been spilled and was curios on what had happened.

Sharp glaring eyes were able to open finding he was chained in the back of the ship and was happy to be surrounded by darkness mostly., his eyes still gave a small sting from the sunlight they had received earlier before.

It was only a couple of moments he was able to get some alone time when the blue-eyed devil himself walked into the room with a shot gun hanging in his hand.

"So here's the deal. You work without chains, without bit, and without shivs. You do what I say, when I say it." Johns stated as he leaned against a pipe that was sticking out from the wall.

"For What? The honour of going back to some asshole of a cell? Fuck you." He turned his silver eyes on Johns figure, glaring.

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

"Are you saying you'd cut me loose?"

"I'm thinking you could have died in the crash." Hard silver eyes watching as Johns shook his head. He seemed convincing but Riddick wasn't just anyone and could tell a lie 100 miles away.

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

"Ok"

"Ghost me motherfucker. That's what I'd do to you." He put it simply and it was the truth. He would kill Johns in a heartbeat but first he had to keep him alive so he could find a way of this dead planet.

It was a second for johns to yank his gun up and aim it at Riddick before pulling the trigger, an inch was all Riddick moved before he heard chains rattled as they dropped to the ground along with his arms.

"I want you to remember this moment. The way it could have gone and didn't" The blue-eyed devil demanded.

Johns heard out his hand towards Riddick which had contained his goggles.

"Here"

Riddick slowly reached out for his goggles before his arm shot out to the gun yanking it out of the blue-eyed devil's grip and turning it on him, there was a second that past where he was real tempted to pull the trigger so he could finally be done with the Merc.

"Take it easy" The blue-eyed devil himself whispered as he slowly backed up.

"Fuck you!" Riddick shouted as he tightened his grip on the gun.

"Do we have a deal?"

"I want you to remember this moment." His voice but slightly higher than a whisper as he let the gun drop to the ground before yanking his black goggles out of Johns hand before walking off. More like stalking of.

Riddick watched from the shadow's as the survivors started to pile things they would need as well as yanking out a single cell from the ship.

It seems they found a way of the planet.

Johns walked past Riddick letting out a high pitch whistle nodding to Riddick before pointing towards the Sled. It would seem he was going to be there dog to pull the sled. He could wait, there was only going to be one person getting of this planet alive and he was going to make sure it was him.

Walking into the sunlight as he yanked on his black goggles before heading over towards the sled that had a long rope attached to it, he wrapped it around his chest twice making sure it was tight before giving a small grunt as he pulled it forward following the people making sure he was behind them.

No way am I turning my back on them.

He wasn't sure how long they walked for as Riddick ignore Johns who was telling the dead man's Girl, Shazza that he wouldn't have to worry about them sleeping and not waking up. A tiny thud caused him to lift his head slightly to see Paris had drop a bottle of Shiraz. Riddick picked the pasta up slightly so he reached the bottle before Paris did, watching as the man slide to his knees to grab it when his hand shot out wrapping around the bottle before standing upright as well as Paris.

All that Riddick could smell from the guy standing in front of him was fear and he feed of it. Paris gave out a small sigh which sounded like a small little squeak to Riddick before holding his hand out.

"Paris P. Ogilvie. Antiquities dealer, entrepreneur." Riddick stared at the man's hand for a minute before grabbing a tight hold of it.

"Richard B. Riddick. Escaped Convict, Murderer."

Not wasting a minute, he popped the lid ignoring Paris mutters about it being an expensive bottle as he let it slide down his throat enjoying the cold feel as he drown the bottle in one go. He let the empty bottle drop to the ground as the man scurried back to the others who had finally reached the base camp they were heading.

Once finally catching up he let the rope slide from his shoulder and was about to walk around and check the area out for his self when the pilot, Fry ran out from a dark black room.

"Hey! You guys need to come and see this!" Riddick watched as the other's quickly ran towards the building before Riddick decided to follow and find out what was worrying them all. Stepping into the room he could see one little patch of light and in the middle of it was a little machine that was spinning in a circle before a cracking sound pulled him to a small screen that everyone was crowed round.

"I found this. The people that were here before us" Fry muttered as a man in a long white coat appeared on the screen.

"Experiment 127 was a success. 67 had progressed and have accepted every experiment but is showing signs of…" The screen crackled before it moved to a different picture. This time it was of a fairly young woman strapped to a chain with four to five chains on each arm as well as her legs. She had long purple hair and was dress in a black top with dark green pants. Her eyes were closed and she was bare footed.

To Riddick she looked beautiful. They all watched as another man stepped onto the screen with a long pole and a sharp needle at the end. He pushed it forward into the woman's arm, jumping back as the woman lunged at him but the chains keeping her in place as she tried to snap at the man who had dropped the pole and ran.

Her eye's opened and wild were a dark red colour with Yellow specks surrounded by the red.

The screen had turned back to the man who had first appeared.

"Her behaviour has gotten worth and her reactions seem to be heightened by the chemicals. My men have tested her healing abilities and if it's a small cut it would be gone as soon as it appeared but if it's a life threat then her body will automatically lock in a dead state for her killer to believe they had successes but her body will be resting and the wound would slowly start to heal. The sun seems to hurt her eyes, it causes temporally blindness. I believe the experiments have been a success on 67 and I'm requesting permission to…" The screen cackled again before he reappeared covered in blood.

"I'm requesting permission to kill 67. She has lost control. 7 of my men are dead and we need evacuation immediately. The darkness will be apron us soon enough. We need to evacuate immediately. The darkness is here. THE DARKNESS IS HERE. WE NEED CELLS! SEND…US..CELLS….WE…..EVACUATE.. 67… LOOSE." The screen kept going in and out of focus when suddenly a dark black creature pounced on the doctor before blood splattered across the screen.

Riddick had been silent watching everything happen and had been about to leave when movement in the corner of the screen cault his attention. It was the woman. 67. She was still chained to the wall but her eyes were staring at the screen as if she could see us and they all watched as one of the creatures walked closer towards her.

They all stood there waiting to see what was going to happen when the whole screen when black. Fry turned to the light control to find the batteries had died and not even the three suns could power it up.

"They were experimenting on humans here" Imam muttered as the quietness was started to worry him. "Human-beings" He whispered.

"She was not human. You see her and the way she looked. They were doing god a favour." Johns muttered as he stalked out of the room. Imam had never wanted to hit anyone before, it was not in his religion but to hear Mr. Johns talk about the poor child not being human and that the awful human people were doing god a favour by experimenting on the poor child. That was never right at all but he knew god would punish them the way he sees fit.

"I say they got what the deserved. Their emergency ship was still here so then didn't leave. I hope they rot." Shazza growled before she followed Johns out of the room. Riddick never understood humans. Their humanity they say is still there but then they go and create things that cause harm, Riddick never pretended to have his humanity still intact, he was more animal then human and that fit him but the human race always managed to disgust him.

Riddick was about to leave the room so he could see if the people before had left anything useful for them to use when Shazza came back in. "Captain, you y'all might want to see this." Riddick followed Shazza out into the burning sunlight and stood slightly behind her as the other's walked out each trying to figure out what was wrong now.

They watched as Shazza pointed to a big tall building that was slightly further ahead them then.

"What's in that building Shazza?" Fry questioned as she turned a confused look onto her, no one understood but Riddick had an idea on what it was.

"That's the building they were experimenting on. The name in the room they were in had containment Area written on the inside and if you move to the left slightly, it's written on the side in red. They might have some equipment that we could use to help" They all stood there silently staring at the building before Fry nodded.

"We need to see if there is anything to help move us faster as well." With the Captain's approval everyone seemed to follow her lead and started to head in the direction except for Riddick. He stood there staring at the building, for a second it sounded like there was a light heartbeat coming from the place before it disappeared.

He looked around finding no sign of Johns before slowly following behind the others. There was a part of him that hated his curiosity, he could never fully stop his self on finding out something and it most likely always got him in trouble and mostly captured.

Johns had finally joined them shortly after they started to walk and Fry quickly filled him in.

"We got everything we need. Our dog here can carry the cells for us. We got water and that is all we need so why bother?" Riddick was about to comment but it was Imam who caused Johns to shut his mouth.

"Mr. Riddick is a human being as well and should be treated like one no matter what he has done and we all need more then water to survive. We a couple of weeks away from New Mecca. How do you think we are going to survive with just water? God cannot do all the work we must do our part as well" After his little rant even his kids kept silent. It would seem Imam was not a man of letting out rants.

There is always a first for everything.

One they reached the heavy steel doors what greeted them was not a door but what was left. It had been rammed in and there were multiple large holes that had pieced through.

"Must have been the creatures that got them, wonder if they are the things that are under neither us?" Jack muttered but Riddick was able to pick it up.

Smart Kid.

Johns was the first to enter with his gun out and pointed as they all followed stepping into the dark room, Shazza quickly flicked on one of the torches she kept attached Her belt before pointing it around the room and what they found was the floor nearly painted in dried blood but it looked black like it had rotted over the years with bones covering the floor.

Imam's children ran from the room coughing as they all smelt the dead rotting smell. Imam quickly sent Jack out to stay with his kids and to not go anywhere. They all split up moving to different parts of the room as Riddick pulled his goggles of, silver eye's glowing in the night as they ran across the room looking for something, anything.

The room he had entered had empty bottles with needles scattered across the room as well as a large white bed table on its side.

This is the room where they experimented on them, her.

Leaving the room after finding nothing useful before entering back to where they start to only see Imam, Johns and Paris. Fry and Shazza had disappeared but they were not his problem, Riddick could hear the kids outside messing around with a small toy robot by the sounds of it.

"Oh God" it was a whisper from further in the building that caused his head to spin around in the direction wondering what the women had found when they both come running towards them panting. They reeked of fear, like they had decided to pour it all over them.

Something wrong.

They couldn't breathe so they pointed down the hall they came from before turning back around and heading the same way but this time imam, Johns and Riddick were not far behind. They had been running for about ten minute's and johns and Imam were out of breath as Riddick was only breathing slight heavy before they reached two double door's that had two small little circle window's but they both looked like they were smashed. Silver eyes watched as Fry slowly opened the door before quickly walking in. He shot a look towards Johns. This could be a plan they had created. Pull Riddick into a building to the back room before knocking him out and taking off to leave him to die but then Imam wouldn't be here with them.

He slowly took a couple of soft quiet steps as he followed behind Fry with Shazza, Johns and Imam falling behind him. Coming to a halt as Fry turned towards all of them before whispering.

"Don't make a sound. I'm warning all of you. One sound and we leave all your asses here. Understand!" It was said in a whisper but you could tell she meant it by her tone. Both Fry and Shazza were glaring at them before they all gave a small nod. Satisfied they moved to the side before nodding to them to take another step as they pointed towards the side of the room. All three men took a small step to the women before a gasp escaped all of them. Even Riddick his self.

There sat in the same spot as in the small video was the Human, The girl who they had been experimenting. They couldn't see her eye's or if they were closed but by the movement of her chest she was alive but what was worst was around her mouth and down towards her top was covered in some blue liquid and was currently surrounded by bones, there were even a few in her lap.

Johns and Imam as well as Fry and Shazza jumped backwards were the girl's head shot in the directions. Yellow speaks surrounded by a red glow staring at them all.

Impossible.

-End-

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