The story starts off in an average dorm room. On one side, a bed with a tiger comforter an oak desk and furniture with animal posters on the wall, on the other side, a black and hot pink comforter, band posters, and retro styled furniture. This side is the messy side, and not only was it messy but the bed was unmade, and in it was a purple haired woman with a pair of Jack Skellington pajamas.

Emily rolled out of bed and hit the floor with a groan. Sarah sat at her desk, computer on.

"Do you really have to roll out of bed to get up ever mourning," Sarah looked at her clock and sighed, "I mean afternoon."

Emily pulled her self up, rubbing her eyes, her hair everywhere. She mumbled something and yawned before heading for the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth.

A/N~ here it is! I don't know how long this will take me since The Chronicles of Riddick is a longer and more info packed movie. So hold onto your seats for another action, laughter, and drama filled story, and what's this? Emily's a woman? That's not possible! It's true; this story takes place 4 years later, which means our Emily is 22 years old, Gasp!

After a year of collecting money Emily and Sarah had gotten into college and have been there ever since. Emily was studying to become a writer and a fashion designer while Sarah was working in Veterinary…stuff.

Emily stood in front of the mirror and sighed, she had run a brush through her hair and still it stood up at weird angles, because she had gotten it layered shorter at the top it was hard to handle. She normally just straightened it.

She shrugged and left the bathroom.

Sarah was walking with Emily down the hallway. She was dressed in some denim crops and a black t-shirt while Emily was shuffling slowly next to her, still in her Jack Skellington PJ's with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"I'm starving," Emily said, taking a sip of coffee, she looked down at her black slippers. It had been 4 years since she last saw Riddick, and it troubled her how he had left, but, at least she got her Ipod back! Emily grinned at the thought.

They went to the cafeteria where Emily got breakfast and Sarah got a protein shake. Sitting down the two chatted about summer break that was coming up. Well, Sarah did while Emily took a packet of sugar, tore it open, and poured the sugar into her mouth.

"You know, I think summer break is the best thing invented since, well, anything!" Sarah said. Emily got another sugar packet.

This was actually their average mourning.

"I was thinking about going to Hawaii," Sarah said. Emily, who had been looking at a cute muscular guy up until then, looked over with a fork in her mouth.

"When'd you get money for that?" Emily asked.

"I've been saving for a while now," She said, sipping at her protein shake.

Emily muttered something and looked away with an annoyed look.

"What?"

"I said! Yeah, so you can go with Tyler!"

Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes, "Let's go to the mall."

So they went to the mall for the first time in months and the first store they hit was hottopic. Sarah didn't really wear any of their stuff, but Emily did. They sat in the food court for a while, eating Chinese food and scouting the crowds for cute boys. Emily was really picky and only saw one she liked a few times. After they walked around for an hour or two they went to the salon and Emily flipped through a magazine as Sarah got her hair cut.

"You should get your hair dyed Sarah," Emily said, looking at the dark blonde. Sarah shrugged and watched as the woman snipped off a lock of hair.

"Like, a dark brown, it would look awesome." Eventually Emily talked Sarah into dyeing her hair and it took almost two hours. It was seven when they got out.

"Lets go see some movies," Sarah commented. Emily agreed and soon they were watching a scary movie, Emily munching loudly on popcorn. Instead of paying for another ticket, the girls stood in the hallways, waiting for another movie to start. Sarah had a guilty look on her face while Emily seemed perfectly at ease.

"Hey, Emily!" Emily looked over and waved at Cody, he was in a uniform for some store in the mall that Emily forgot was called, and he was pulling an excited Kiba, well, more like Kiba was pulling him.

"Hey Cody, what's up?" She asked, crouching down to play with Kiba.

"I can't keep him at the store anymore, the manager is getting complaints from costumers," Cody said with a sigh.

Emily had a concerned look on her face and she sighed, "Well, we're going to see a movie, wanna come with?"

So in the end the group sat at the back of the theater, Kiba at their feet so he wasn't seen. They were watching spirited away. Emily leaned back, expecting this to be a good relaxing time, when suddenly, she felt her heart rate quicken. She looked over at an emergency exit door and gripped her arm rest.

"Guys, come with me," She whispered. Sarah and Cody looked at her questioningly while she stood and walked towards the door, Kiba followed. Sarah glanced at Cody and they both stood and followed.

Emily rested a hand against the door and she took a deep breath, a lock of purple hair falling in her eyes. She could feel something, a power coming of the door. She grabbed the bar and pushed, a fire alarm going off in reaction to her opening the emergency door. Emily stepped through and the group followed, closing the door after them.

They stood in an alley way of some odd city, under their feet was yellow sand and above a bright blue sky.

Emily inched her way out of the alley only to find herself in front of a large palace. It looked like a palace you would see in Arabia. She tilted her head as she examined the white walls and gold domes.

Emily would admit, they were an odd sight. For one, Emily was wearing a hot pink tank top with a black fishnet top. Her skinny jeans were tight and made of leather and on top of that, her high-heeled boots were black and hot pink. Her hair was up in pigtails both of them adorned with a small black bow.

Sarah was in denim jeans and Cody, well, he was just Cody.

Kiba's ears pricked as a group of about seven guards came from around a corner of the palace.

"They don't look to friendly," Cody said, a nervous look on his face. Emily glanced around them; they were on a tiled pathway to the palace. It was actually a gigantic bridge and on either side was a waist high railing. She made a face; the guards were coming at them with fists raised, ready for a fight.

Emily took a step back and Sarah moved behind her.

"Emmy, what's going on?" She said in a small voice.

"I think," Emily watched as the guards drew closer, "We're on Helion Prime."

Sarah nodded; she clutched Emily's shoulder as the guards surrounded them.

"Don't move! Lay down your weapons and come quietly!" The guard shouted into Emily's ear.

Emily winced and rubbed her ear, "What weapons?" She asked, she looked down at her wrist and noticed her spiked bracelet. She moved to take it off and it was confusing what happened next. Emily lifted her arm and a guard reacted, Kiba growled and launched himself at the guy while all the others broke out into a struggle. The guards attempted to restrain Cody who really wasn't resisting but Emily was pissed. Not only did these guys try to do the same to Riddick, but they don't even know if their enemies!

During the struggle two guys were pushed over the railing and fell into the river below.

Emily stopped and watched the second guy fall, she leaned against the railing. There was no way to survive it, she thought, that was over ten stories. She grimaced as the man hit the water and she could feeling something like sorrow grip her heart, he probably had family. Well, she was feeling sorry for him until she felt something like the barrel of gun pressed against her back.

"So, you're a murder, are you?" Emily instantly hated the voice. It had one of those know it all tones to it. She slowly turned around to look into the face of a young man, probably 18 or 19. She paused and a look of horror came over her face.

Cody and Sarah both looked on, while being restrained by two guards, Kiba was held by the scruff of his neck.

"I'm old!" She cried. Sarah and Cody sighed and slumped forward. Kiba whined in sympathy.

Emily sniffled before she growled and kicked the gun out of the guys hand and made a mad dash towards the city. "I'll get you guys out of hear, just hang on!"

Kiba snarled and lunged at the man holding him by the scruff of his neck. The man jumped back and Kiba ran after Emily.

She was running as fast as she could but the guards were hot on her trail. She ran for what seemed like hours, Kiba at her side. She stopped when it started to get dark. She didn't know her way around the city but she had finally found her way to the familiar door. She glanced down at Kiba before stepping up to the double doors. She took a deep breath and knocked.

The woman who answered was young, somewhere in her late thirties early forties. It looked like she had just been smiling but it fell when she looked at Emily.

"Can I help you?" She asked with suspicion in her voice and her eyes.

"Is Imam here?" She asked, her voice was small and panicked, the woman probably never realized it was an act.

"Imam!" She called. The man came to the door and with a smile on his face glanced at Emily, looked at his wife, then did a double take on Emily. The smile gone.

"Emily, is that you?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Emily looked around, trying to catch her breath. "Yeah, it is. It's a long story and I'm in a bit of a jam, do you think you could help me?"

Imam nodded, he would help her anyway he could. She had helped saved all their lives back then on that planet.

"I need you to pass on a message," she said.

"Of course, just tell me the-"

"To Riddick."

There was a pause in the conversation and Emily sighed.

"He'll come here, some time soon, and I need you to tell him I was here, so it's not really a message," Emily rubbed the back of her neck. "That's all, I gotta go."

She waved and left. When she could no longer see Imam she turned and walked down an alley.

"Well, Kiba how should we get Cody and Sarah out of there," Emily put her finger to her chin in thought.

"You want be getting anyone out of anywhere."

Emily winced, it was that kid again. She turned and glowered in his direction. He had a gun in his hand and another guard was behind him. Emily glanced behind her and saw another guard making his way up the alley to them.

"Listen kid-," She started, but was cut off when she was knocked to the ground, barely conscious. She hadn't seen the guard coming from above. She heard a struggle as they tried to restrain Kiba. She watched them pin him to the ground from out of the corner of her eyes. She blacked out after that.

When she woke, she was chained to a seat in a small ship, handcuffs on her wrist. She looked up and winced, a pounding head ache making its self known. There were three other people on the ship, all of them guys. She gulped and looked for Kiba. When she spotted him she almost cried, he was bloodied and beaten and he lay in a cage at the back.

She looked away and began to think. When she got to Helion Prime every one had been calm, which meant the necromongers hadn't moved in on them yet. Which also meant Riddick wouldn't show up for a while. She sighed and nibbled on her lip. But as she thought more and more about the movie, a few draw backs made themselves evident. The first was that she had no weapon, that wasn't very good seeing as how she was surrounded by a group of men that could quit possibly be mercs. The second was that she was separated from Cody and Sarah; she didn't see them on the ship. The third was the one she was most worried about, she could run ok, but she didn't know about fighting necromongers' in high heels.

Emily looked up at the three men who were standing over the controls, probably plotting a course. She cleared her throat, "Is it possible for you to tell me where we're going?" Her voice was soft and unwavering. She wasn't sure how to act around these men, and she wasn't taking any chances.

It was the one in the middle, probably around 25, who answered. "We're taking you to Crematoria."

The words struck Emily in the gut and she was quiet for a second before anger swelled in her, "And why, may I ask, am I being taken there?" She spoke through gritted teeth.

"Because you killed two men and, let's face it, Crematoria pays' better." The man grinned at Emily and she took in his greasy blonde hair and green eyes, his cracked tooth and the gun in his hand.

"Well, you could use it I see," She said with a smile. It earned her a smack in the face.

"Let's see you say that again after a day there"

So, the ride there basically went like that. Every time Emily made a comment she was smacked in the face, not that that would stop her. The other two guys gave her a wide berth, like they were scared of her or something. And when they reached Crematoria Emily made sure she didn't go down with out a fight. They had to drag her, kicking and screaming off the cart they had ridden from the hangar. And when they attached her handcuffs to the rope that would lower her down she made sure to kick greasy hair in nuts before she was lowered out of sight.

The entire ride down was spent by her fuming in self loathing. How could she get caught?! And she had left Sarah and Cody to fend for themselves. Even the banging of tools and cups on the metal railing didn't bring her out of her thoughts. When she touched the ground, no one ran at her like they did Riddick.

Instead, men of all sizes crowded around her and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. She twisted the rope around her wrists and tugged, it seemed solid enough.

The men came closer and closer until she could smell their sweat, they all had a disgusting look in their eyes, and they did, that is, until Emily started to swing on the rope.

She was going out on a limb by trying this, but she swung, and soon she was going in circles and when she was close enough to the first guy in line; a rat of a man with a scarf over his mouth. She lashed out with her legs. The heel of her right boot connected with the guys skull and he fell back, his head bleeding. Then all the men turned hostile.

Emily managed to take out three more guys in the same manner before some one grabbed her and pulled her to a stop.

"Let go of me!" She snarled. She found a knife on the floor and picked it up with her handcuffed hands. She put the knife in her mouth and used it to cut the rope. She took it out and brandished it at the men, all of them laughed. Her hands were still cuffed. With a snarl she turned and dashed off, down a tunnel that could have led to anywhere, but she didn't care.

Emily's first priority was to get the cuffs off, so it was a nice surprise when she found pair of sharp looking pliers. She had to take off her boots and use her feet to even use the pliers and even when she realized that people were watching she didn't stop going at the chain.

Emily was weird like that, she had always used every part of her she could to do stuff, and probably the reason why she was so good with her feet was because she had always been climbing stuff when she was a baby.

She growled and dropped the pliers and started to chew on the chain in frustration before she flopped onto the dirty tunnel floor. She huffed and looked at the man standing over her.

He was probably around Emily's age and had bright red hair that fell into his eyes. A bandanna was tied around his neck and his bright green eyes twinkled in amusement while he fingered the end of a hammer.

"Need some help?" He asked a chuckle following.

Emily sighed and sat up, placing her hands on the ground, "Yes."

So together, with Emily pulling against the cuffs to keep them taught, and the guy hammering away at them, they finally got them off.

Emily rubbed her wrists and looked over at the guy with a raised eyebrow, "I have a question," she said casually.

"Oh, right, sorry, my name is James." He rubbed the back if his head while he laughed.

"Not that," Emily said, she had a serious look on her face as she reached behind her, "I was just wondering if…" she paused.

"What?" James leaned forward, curiosity in his eyes.

"You wanted some candy!" Emily pulled out her candy stash triumphantly.

James shoulders slouched and he sighed. "Sure, why not?"

Emily grinned and pulled out two lollipops. She stuck one in her mouth and handed the other to him.

"So, what you in for?" Emily asked around her candy.

James rubbed his chin in thought and took the lollipop out of his mouth, "Theft, hacking, knowing stuff I shouldn't," He said, placing the candy back in his mouth he put his hands behind his head. "You?"

"Lack of brains," She sighed and looked at her boots.

James blinked and looked down at the small woman with a raised eyebrow before looking down at his shoes. He was wearing brown worn combat boots and green pants and wife beater and his red bandanna. He felt rather plain next to her black and hot pink attire.

"Well, you're here for the rest of your life," he said sadly. Emily nodded.

A/N~ that was the first chapter, I'm not too happy with it for some reason but I really don't know how to fix it. Anyways…

The guard stared as the hellhound pawed at the air, reaching for the piece of red candy being held by a purple haired woman who was sitting on a vent. His eyebrow twitched in annoyance and confusion at the fact that the hellhound wasn't attacking her.

Emily's tongue was just visible as she tried to keep her crouched position on the vent, feet from the ground while she dangled the twizzler, over the things head.

"Fetch!" She tossed it across the whole that was Crematoria, the hellhound followed and she sighed, wiping her brow she glanced at the guard before jumping to another vent.

"What the…?" The guard sighed and headed back for his bunk, this was not worth $20.05 an hour.