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Title: From Prey to Predator
Author: Brey Autumn
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexual content, Murder, Gore,
Explicit material, swearing, Drugs, and rape
Pairing: Jack/Riddick
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ever is on your mind. Flames welcome
because I don�t care if you don�t like my story, only if you do.
Email: brey_autumn@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related
to the Pitch Black Universe. I am in no
way making any money on this fan fiction and am merely borrowing the characters
for a little fun.

Chapter title: A new Jack

Fate. That was what
Imam had called it. The day they had
left that God-awful planet, he had called it Allah�s will. A blessing.
But her experience told her different.
Everything she had ever gone through only went from bad to worse. And escaping that fucking planet had been no
different. Truthfully, Riddick should
have left her there. At least then she
would be dead. Being dead was better
than being alone. Oh, she knew what it
was to be alone all right. She had been
alone when she boarded that doomed fucking ship and she was once again alone
now.

The beeping of the comm. System alerted her to the
present. Flipping over on her side, she
fumbled with the sheets till she was sitting on the floor of her room staring
down the coicatication system next to her bed.
Glaring down at it, she impatiently pressed the glowing blue button.

�What?� She knew she
was being snappish and a little more than bitchy, but it was what people had
come to expect from her any way. She
wasn�t known as the best assassin moneuld uld buy because she was charming.

�Sorry to bother you, but we are approaching Wicckan IV in a
couple of minutes. You told me to alert
you when we got close.� The voice on
the other end was male and decidedly nervous.
Good. Let her crew be afraid of
her. It only made her more untouchable
and in control.

'> �I�ll be there in a few seconds. Oh, and Daniels?� She
smirked. This was the part she lived
for.

�Yes ma�am?� The fear
in his tone was nearly tangible. Heh,
she really enjoyed this too much, in fact she possibly needed therapy.

�If you ever interrupt my sleep again, I�ll personally make
sure you don�t have a voice box to do it the next time.� A loud gulp and the static of a dead link
was all she got in response. Pussy. No one dared to challenge her, and for that
she was glad. It took a lot of ass
kicking and putting up with pencil dicks like Daniels to get to where she was
now in the ranks of the underworld. The
price on her head was very close to reaching the one that hovered over
Riddick�s.

Standing, she stretched her hands over her head trying to
release the built up tension in her muscles.
I need to get laid. The thought
struck her as amusing. Chuckling
lightly, she padded over to her closet and dug around in it, ignoring the chill
that raced up and down her spine from the cold, processed air on her bare
skin. Dragging out a pair of black lacy
thongs and a matching bra, she quickly slipped them on before moving on to her
choice of clothing. Running her hand
over the fabrics that lined her closet from wall to wall, she paused on a
short, black pleated skirt. Pulling it
on, she grinned as she placed a few large, heavy chains around her hips to
accentuate her power and her dangerous persona. Quickly, she snatched up a silver, chain mess tank top and pulled
it over her head, shivering against the cold metal on her stomach and
back. Running her hand through her
unruly mass of caramel curls, she tied it back with a hair band and pulled on
her thigh length, black, grunge boots, making sure to slip twin blades into the
heel of each. Standing, she placed the
holster of her shiv on her upper thigh, hidden by the short skirt. It waslt
lt
with reflective coating, making it appear invisible in the heart of space, a
rather good thing when the authorities are hot on your trail. Plus, after she herself had made some
adjustments, it was as silent, fast, and detection-free as humanly possible. All in all, it was her baby.

The door to the cockpit opened with the soft �whoosh� that
accompanies an air lock. Blinking
against the bright lights after coming from the darkened hallway, she made her
way to the captain�s chair, well aware of the eyes glued to her body. Let them look; she didn�t care, as long as
they didn't touch or get out of line.
If she hadn�t fucked them in the two years they have been under her
leadership, then it wasn�t likely to change now. The cockpit was relatively impressive on own own. It consisted of two decks, the lower of
which sat the systems operators. Those
guys, four altogether, took care of the navigating and the scanners. It was their jobs to make sure that the
shields were up and the whole ship was virtually impossible to pick up when
they neared a planet or a space station.
The upper deck was the captain�s deck.
This had only two chairs. Her
chair, which sat at the large flight consol, and the co-captain�s chair, which
sat farther, back and to the left of the captain�s seat. Daniels was already seated in the co-pilot�s
seat, his fingers playing over the many buttons and levers of the flight
consol. Cracking her own fingers, she
quickly pulled up readings about their location, fuel, shields, and did a check
on any possible security hanging around outside the planet�s orbit. All her readings came up in the clear and
she relaxed into her seat, letting her hands deftly carry out the commands
needed to dock the ship safely. The
unshakable feeling of eyes on her back made her pause in what she was currently
doing for a brief moment, so she could figure out who was watching her so
intently.

�Noinvek, if you keep eye ballin� me, I�ll tear them
out.� Her voice was sharp and
deadly. The tone she always used when
she caught one of her crew sizing her up.
One of these days, one of them was going to get to big for their
britches and try something, but she knew she�d be ready. The calming metal on her inner thigh
reassured her, its heat seeming to pulse with her heartbeat.

�Captain. When we
land, I was wondering if you and me could get a drink, you know to celebrate
our latest success or something.�
Quelling the urge to shiver violently in revulsion, she turned slowly in
her seat to face Noinvek. It never
failed. Every time they docked in some
planet, one of her crew of sixteen would ask her out for drinks. Normally, it was Noinvek or his little
friends, so it wasn�t a surprise that this time wasn�t any different. The man stood with his back pressed to the
doorway, leaning causally while his eyes undressed her. Noinvek was a small man, especially compared
to the rest of her crew of thugs. He
had the weirdest, slate gray eyes that bordered being silver. His face vaguely reminded her of a rat with
his long nose and sharp looking yellowed teeth. Black strands of stringy, oily hair lay on his forehead. Scrawny arms were crossed comfortably over
his chest, his legs crossed at the ankles.
He was clad in a space jump suit, the dark gray color only proving to
accentuate his pale complexion.
Cringing inwardly, schoschooled her features into a look of bland
repulsion. Man had she sunk low. She was so far gone from the human race that
the only guys that bothered to pursue her were guys like Noinvek. Well, she�d fix that right now.

1'> �You told me to blow myself, captain. But, even you have to be getting lonely
during these long, cold nights in space for months at a time. So what about it, you and me doing a little
bed time. I promise to read you a story
after wards.� Nervous chuckles floated
on the air from the other occupants in the cockpit. No one had ever dared to speak that forward with her, and they
were slightly scared how she would handle it.
Most of the men on board had done time in Slam, or some other nasty
prison around the galaxy, but no one even in there had been a scary as their
captain at her worse. She was ruthless,
cunning, and if you so much as rubbed the wrong she she would gut you. They had known their fair share of hard
Asses in their lives, but those guys looked like pansies next to a pissed off
Captain Jack.

Jack
sat still for a moment, not making a noise or moving a muscle. The tension in the room was as thick as the
titanium hull of her ship. Noinvek was
now doing a little dance where he stood waiting for her response. He was shifting to one foot and then the
other, shooting looks at the other men in the room and avoiding looking at
her. Suddenly, she smiled, her face
splitting into a wide toothy grin, and her eyes shinning in mock
amusement. Noinvek stopped and stared
at her, not quite sure whether he should run, or gloat.

�Well, well, well.
So, it would look like some one has gotten a pair of balls on our last
stop. Too bad you are still missing
your dick Noinvek.� Standing up, she
glided silently acrossed the room to the stock-still man. Still grinning, she let the light fade out
of her eyes the moment his eyes locked on hers. The color drained from his face quicker than a ship in hyperspace
moves. Nothing but malice shone in the
depths of her aqua green eyes, a look of promise more terrifying than the
prospect of having your balls chewed off by ravenous mak making him squirm in
her iron vice grip. Her fingers
tightened on his shoulders, putting pressure on the bundle of nerves there that
could paralyze if they are hit hard enough.
Despite her small size, she seemed to loom over him.

1'> �Because if you had a dick I would castrate you about
now.� In a smooth motion, she whipped
out her shiv and dragged the blade over his cheek with just enough pressure to
draw blood and make the cut sting like hell.
Noinvek cringed and tried to wiggle out of her steely grip, only to
succeed in being knocked to the metal floor instead. Standing over him, Jack gripped the collar of his shirt, using it
to dry off her blade, before returning it just as quickly from whence it came. Turning on her heel and making her way to
her seat once more, she purposely let her heels click loudly against the metal
flooring. No one in the cockpit dared
to even breath. The woman was fucking
scary as hell when she wanted to be, and right now no one wanted to draw her
wrath. Turning her head, she called
over her shoulder to Noinvek, who was still crouched on the floor, holding his
bleeding cheek.

�Make sure to keep that in mind the next time any one of you
mother fuckers even thinks about fucking me.
Because the next one of you cock sucking pricks to so much as look at me
with anything even bordering lust, I�m going to slit you from nose to navel
faster than you can blink. Is that
clear?� Seating herself, she leaned
back, turning the chair around to face the panel in a relaxed, calm
fashion. Everyone had darted their eyes
away from her and were returning back to work, bent on not letting her catch
their eyes.

�I asked you a question!�
Her voice bellowed throughout the room, making every occupant within
shudder.

�Yes Captain Jack!�
Resounded around the metallic room, echoing into the open hallway where
Noinvek had disappeared. Nodding, she
let her hands once again toy with the panel, allowing her fingers to do the
work for her.

�What are you all sitting around for? Don�t you have jobs to do?� This time her voice was amused, and her eyes
were laughing at the ramrod straight men in the cockpit. They all turned around quickly and began
their work, each slowly relaxing while the anxiety in the room visibly
lessened. If she was amused, then she
wasn�t angry, and when she wasn�t angry, she wasn�t likely to slaughter
them. In actuality, she was an amazing
captain. She was relatively kind, funny
as hell, and paid them all extremely well.
Her tough as nails attitude was more non existent than present, and most
of the time it only showed up when she was on a job, when some one pissed her
off, or she was worrying about mercs and authorities. Then she was as viscous as a viper and twenty times more deadly.

The planet, Wicckan IV, gradually grew larger on the view
screen, its color a pale sea green from the natural gases in its
atmosphere. Sighing softly, Jack
watched the planet grow bigger by the second, already lost in what she was
going to do once she arrived. Her hands
worked mindlessly, having no need of direction from her since she had done this
a million times before. Flames engulfed
the screen briefly as they entered the planet�s environment, the ship jarring
slightly from increased gravity. With
nimble fingers, she guided the large craft to an open docking bay, having one
of her system operators already gotten clearance to do so. Switching on the landing gear, she allowed
her co-captain to guide them in for the actual landing, since all he had to do
was hold the ship steady, something ild ild could do. Un-harnessing herself, she flipped the many engine switches,
cooling them down and allowing the ship to shut down each thruster. The loud humming of the engines, normally
unnoticed, increased in volume briefly before fading out entirely. Standing, Jack keyed in a few codes to open
the docking doors and release the stairc After the first few times, you got used to it.
1'> The sounds of restless men greeted her as she made her way to
the belly of her ship, and to the doors leading off of it. Every time they landed, Jack would er
er
the whole lot of them and assign jobs and give out directions. While on a planet, she normally let them
take a sort of vacation with minor things she insisted they do, other than
that; they were free to go about their business, as long as they followed her
rules. Awaiting her arrival, she could
hear the excited banter of her crew as they talked happily about what they
planned on doing while they were here.
Smiling, she tossed open the doors leading into the hull and stopped,
catching the attention of everyone on board.
The chatter died down quickly, the members of the flight crew sneaking
past her to take their places among their fellow shipmates. Everyone waited for her orders with barely
contained energy. They wanted to get
going as much as she did.

�Come on Captain!
Have a heart and let�s hear it already!� The man that had spoken was a bulldog of a man. He was as big as they come. His neck was possibly as thick as her waist
and his arms were nothing but ripped muscle.
He wasn�t too tall, but his six feet, two inches was very intimidating
considering how much muscle was behind it.
He had a baldhead and large, dark brown doe eyes, which were pleading
shamelessly for her to let them go already.
Snickering, she held up a hand to gain control of the mass of men, all
of which were begging with folder hands, or large pleading eyes.

�Cookie, it just wouldn�t be my style if I didn�t make you
all wait just a bit every time we dock.
Now, on to business. This time
is for you. I don�t have any specific
jobs for you all, except what I normally have you do. You are to keep up the ship, like always, meaning cleaning,
shinshing, and checking the equipment so we are top shape when we leave this
rock.� She had her hip cocked out and a
hand resting on it ever so lightly. It
was her normal, I-mean-fucking-business stance. The men were shifting around; most were positively beaming at her
unusual lack of work.

�You mean, your giving us a vacation?� This time, the man that spoke out was an
elderly man by the name of Simms. He
had white hair frg hig his head, where it still grew, and a kindly face. Despite his age, he was well built and her
best mechanic on board. He was a
regular sweetie as well. Smiling, she
nodded, getting loud cheers and a round of clapping. They all quieted down as she held out her hand again.

�Yep, I think after two years of loyal service you all
deserve one. But,� here someone groaned what sounded like,
�here it comes�, �Remember the rules.
You are welcome to stay on board instead of spending money on a room,
but no hookers, prostitutes, girls, or guys if that�s what you like,
aboard. Only crew. You want to fuck; you get your ass a hotel
room or go back to the bitch�s place.
Second, if you get in trouble, stay the fuck away from my ship. Don�t you fucking dare bring the police back
here under any circumstance. If you do,
you won�t have to worry about the fucking police because I�ll string you up and
put your guts on display. Three, you
need me, and only if the shit really hits the fan, or someone wants me to do a
hit, you call me. Otherwise, I don�t
want to hear from your asses. I have to
put up with you fuckers day in and day out; this is my fucking vacation too. Lastly, and most importantly, you don�t know
me. If anyone asks you about me, say
you never heard of me then call me and tell me what�s up. Oh, and boys. Don�t forget to have fun.
I want you dick heads to be as fit and relaxed as possible when you
board this ship for take off in three weeks, because I�m going to make you pay
for the time you spent off. Are we
clear gentlemen?� The men were cheering
loudly long before her speech was over, several of which had wrapped their arms
around her waist and were hugging the life out of her. Smacking their hands away, she took a step
back and watched them get all worked up.

�Alright, what the fuck are you standing around here for, go
get your asses laid! And be back here
no later than 0900 hours on the twenty first, or I�ll leave you!� She watched in amusement as her crew piled
off the ship, all laughing and joking around.
No one would suspect with the way they carry on that they were all
hard-core criminals, each wanted for some horrendous crime on some planet or
other around the galaxy. Shaking her
head in mirth, she watched them flee into the city, Amber, until they were no
longer visible. Turning her attention
to the last of her crew still aboard she waited in curiosity for whatever he
had to say.

�So, Captain. How
come you aren�t leaving with the rest of them?
You waiting on me to leave or something?� Daniels cocked his head to the side and eyed her, genuine
puzzlement written on his features.
Smiling, Jack slung her arm around his shoulder and walked with him to
the door, her eyes trained on the bustling metropolitan in front of her.

�No, I always am the last person to leave the ship. It�s my duty to lock her up and arm her
against any fowl play.You, however,
are waiting on me.� It wasn�t a
question. She knew exactly what he was
doing still on the ship when everyone else was gone. It was rather obvious that the man liked her, even truly cared
for her, but she had made it clear she wasn�t interested. Perhaps if he wasn�t her second in command,
well, actually, if he wasn�t she would have jumped his bones long ago, but that
wasn�t the case. Instead, she had kept
him at bay, she was a loner, and after Riddick had left her all those years
ago, she only allowed people a vague sense of companionship, never friendship
or something more. It just wasn�t
happening. Friends lead to stupid
decisions and weaknesses, and those things were something she wasn�t ever going
through again.

�Am I that obvious? I
was thinking we could get something to eat and plan the next mission. If we get it done now, we don�t have to do
it in a few weeks.� His decoy made
sense, but it was just that a decoy.
She shook her head and released him, stepping off the ramp and keying in
a few elaborate codes on her Comp chip before allowing the doors to slid shut.

�Sorry, you know my rules.
Go on, get out of here. I don�t
wanna have to make you the example of what happens to my crew when someone gets
too cocky. You wouldn�t want my shiv in
your gut, now would ya?� Jack let a
cruel smile slip over her lips, making her appear like she wouldn�t mind gutting
him at all. Daniels shuddered and
stepped back, placing his hands in front of him in a placating manner.

�Alright, alright. No
need to get shiv happy on me! I�m
going! See ya in three weeks
Jack!� Turning, he jogged into the
throngs of people littering the docks and disappeared. Smirking after him, she shook her head again
and watched the people for a moment before slipping into the masses and
immediately disappearing as well. A
single sentence slipped from her lips mingling with the sounds of the lively
crowd.

�Here I come Amber city, you had better be ready to handle
Jack B. Badd, 'cuz I plan on being really, really bad.�
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