We're all monsters here

 

 

 It had been a number of months since she had heard the name Richard B. Riddick, and in that time she learned all she could about his crimes, he was one bad mother fucker, but that wouldn't keep her away. She had heard of him before, whispers, not to long after she had moved in with Helen, but Helen discouraged talk of criminals, so she had quickly forgotten the name. Now it was her job to track him down, but he was a hard man to find, they would get a lead to go on and rush to capture him only to find out he had left days earlier. He was always three steps ahead of them and it pissed her off.  

 In the months she had been with James and his crew they took other jobs, other convicts, Sasha had honed her skills, and gained some weight . The crew she quickly learned wasn't as bad as she thought, she still didn't like James or Justin but Stacey was cool, despite her frosty exterior. They all worked well together and they would all do their part to get her to where the bounty was and let her loose so she could do her part, and so far she got everyone, and in return she got a very nice payday. But she hadn't even gotten close enough to get the scent of this mister Richard B. Riddick. She looked at the holographic picture of him again like she had every night before bed, he didn't look to tough she thought to herself, in fact she could see the humor and softness to his face even though in the picture he was scowling. He was handsome she finally concluded. Her beast purred in agreement.

 Before she settled all the way in to go to bed she reread the message Altos had sent her again, the twins were doing good in their new school and they were at the top of their class, that brought a smile to her face, and Altos had gotten a part time job as a librarian because he had gotten bored. All was well, or so she thought.

   She had woken up feeling like the day was going to be vastly different from yesterday. Something in the air hinted at change, whether it was good or bad she didn't know. She walked over to where she kept her clothes and selected one of her many cargo pants, this time picking a dark green pair, and after a moment of consideration she lifted up a black wife beater. She rarely ever wore half shirts anymore seeing as how they were a tad impractical for her line of work. She hurriedly got dressed, for she wasn't one to lounge around, and left her room. She walked around the ship till she found the “meeting” room and walked in and sure enough everyone was all ready awake and talking about none other then Riddick, they looked up at her entrance. James smiled his now painfully familiar smile at her before speaking.

  “ Well if it isn't sleeping beauty, been waiting a coons age for you to get up. Got some good news for you, we found Riddick on that ant hill of planet below us AND he's still here take a look at the monitor.” He pointed at the medium sized screen and on the lower hand side and sure enough there was a still shot of Riddick mingling through the crowd shrouded by a dark cloak. “So I was thinking you can go down and find him, rough him up a bit and tire him out then we’ll come in and net the son of a bitch and haul his ass on board.” He finished eyes wide and excited. She her self couldn't help but be a bit excited. She agreed to the plan and quickly stalked off back to her room and made a slight wardrobe change adding a velcro vest full of her knives, and adding a spare in her combat boot. She said her good byes to the crew and headed down.