They are an army unlike any other
crusading across the stars
towards a place called UnderVerse
their promised land,
a constellation of dark new worlds.
Necromongers, they're called.
And if they cannot convert you
they will kill you.
Leading them, the Lord Marshal.
He alone has made a pilgrimage to the gates of the UnderVerse
and returned a different being.
Stronger.
Stranger.
Half alive and Half
Something else.
If we are to survive,
a new balance must be found.
In normal times, evil would be fought by good.
But in times like these, well...
it should be fought by another kind of evil.
Lining him up for you Portside shot coming up
Steady. Here we go.
Steady.
Take it.
Take it!
Take a shoot!
Shit!
-We're running out of rope! -Shut up! I got it!
Again!
Now!
Toombs!
Riddick.
I don't know Toombs, Look kinda tight.
Not where I'm sitting.
This is the biggest payday ever.
So throw on a fresh pair of panties.
Let's get this right.
Three meters clearance portside
one and a half meters starboard.
We got a chokepoint coming up.
What the shit was that?
Tags, you got eyes on Riddick?
Tags?
Jesus!
He just ghosted two guys, and I never even saw him.
What do you think, Toombs? I mean, maybe we oughta just...
I think you're my new gunner. Grab a Gat.
Stay on top of him this time.
You made 3 mistakes.
First, you took the job.
Second, you came light.
A four man crew for me? Insulting!
But the worst mistake you made...
That's right, empty gun rack.
What's the bounty on my head?
One mil.
One point five.
What slam pays onepoint five for a convict?
Private party.
Guy, guy! Easy! Anonymous!
That's what the sheet said.
What planet?
Helion Prime.
Where are you going?
Last question.
And you better get this one right, merc.
Whose ship is this?
-Mine? -Wrong answer.
Knew they'd come for me.
Took them five years, but I knew.
You don't expect these mercs to have any honor, any code.
But this new bounty, from a holy man
a guy whose neck I saved
Well, lesson learned.
No such word as "friend".
Can only end bad..
when you let someone get too close.
Bad for them.
So now it's back to civilization.
All the brightness and everything I hate.
Just wanted to be left alone.
Helion Prime is on alert condition four.
All unrecognized craft will be escorted
to the ground for security inspections.
Unrecognized craft.
You need to follow me
to Spaceport six for security inspection
Do you hear me?
Follow me to spaceport six now!
Follow this.
Did you know all your doors were locked?
Five years ago,
I took two people off that planet
a kid, Jack. Who everyone else thought was a boy
and a holy man
searching for New Mecca.
I told one man
where I might go.
I showed trust
to one man.
Did I make a mistake, lmam?
There is no simple answer...
Whatever was said was meant to give us a chance.
A fighting chance.
Were it not for the threat of invasion
I would never have betrayed you.
I give you my word, Riddick.
Riddick!
And a daughter
whose name would be...?
If you have issue with me, you let it be with me.
You need not know their names.
Ziza.
My name is Ziza.
Ziza.
Cute kid.
Did you really kill monsters?
The ones that were gonna hurt my father?
Such are our bedtime stories.
Go, Ziza. Go on!
So now who do I have to kill to get this payday off my head?
It is said the comet always precedes them
these world enders.
The Coalsack planets are gone.
Eight million settlers missing.
The entire Aquilan system is gone, too.
My God, how do I save my family?
Have you heard anything I've said?
You said it's all circling the drain.
The whole universe. Right?
That's right.
Had to end sometime.
The one you want is now here.
And whose throat is this?
If you cut my throat
I'll not be able to rescind the offer that brought you here.
Nor tell you why it's so vital that you did come.
The blade come off when the bounty comes off.
This is Aereon, an envoy from the Elemental race.
She means you no harm.
There are very few of us who have met a Necromonger
and lived to speak of it.
So when I choose to speak of it,
you should choose to listen.
Necromonger.
It is the name that will convert or kill every last human life.
Unless Furyan warriors are found.
They were the one race that would not bow.
The only race the Necromongers still fear.
Maybe you should pretend like you're talking
to someone educated in the penal system.
In fact, don't pretend.
There is a story, Riddick,
of young male Furyans strangled at birth.
Strangled with their own cords.
When Aereon told this story to the Helion leaders,
I told her of you.
What do you know of your early years?
Do you remember your homeworld?
Where it was?
-Have you met others? -Others like yourself.
Sister, they don't know what to do with just one of me.
Spoken like a true Furyan.
I don't care where I'm from.
I want the bounty off my head.
Open up in there!
Open up!
They are searching houses!
They look for a man who came here today.
They think he might by a spy.
A spy?
Did someone see him come here today?
-Did they? -Lajjun, stop!
I will send them away.
But wait one minute, please.
Will you wait one minute to save worlds?
Not my fight.
So you will leave us to our fate?
Just like you did her.
Break it down!
Get in
Come! Let us try to send them away.
There is no one here!
You don't understand! He can help us!
Go.
You're not afraid of the dark, are you?
The light hurts my eyes.
Where is he?
In there!
You mentioned her.
She, went looking for you.
People died. She went to prison.
I am not sure where.
It was a world so hot,
you couldn't set foot on the surface.
Crematoria.
Young Jack.
She thought of you as an her older brother.
She worshipped you.
You were supposed to watch her.
She never forgave you
for leaving just when she needed you most.
She needed to stay away from me.
You all do.
Riddick.
Are you gonna stop the new monsters now?
Furyans.
Defiant to the end.
No, no. We go to the shelter.
We take only ourselves.
Turn back! Go to the other shelter!
It's full! They won't let us in!
Stay close.
Flight leaders, get all squads off the ground now.
We have heavy inbound.
Follow me in!
-Watch this thing! -They're coming back!
All guns on this target.
Take out their gravity engine.
The next shelter. This way!
I'll see if it's safe.
Stay back!
Come, Ziza.
Come!
Don't they have real guns?
Take aim and fire!
Now they're going down!
Lajjun and Ziza!
When it's over.
Let me go. I must get to my family!
When it's over.
Let's get your family.
In here.
Get in.
Don't follow me.
There will be an afterlife for me.
Will there be for you?
Let's go replenish the ranks.
Never fails to inspire, does it?
Each time a dynasty falls.
Remember your place, Dame Vaako.
My place is at your side, dear husband.
From here till UnderVerse come.
In this 'verse humans have been fractured,
divided by all their many races
creeds and mistaken faiths.
Our purpose is to correct that mistake.
Because there is another verse.
Another universe that he has found
where anyone can begin a new.
Where you can live free of pain.
A perfect new place called UnderVerse.
Look around you.
Every Necromonger in this hall
every one of the Legion Vast
that swept aside your defenses in one night
was once like you.
Fought as feebly as you.
Because every Necromonger that lives today
is a convert.
We all began as something else!
It was hard for to accept too when I first heard these words.
But I changed.
I let them take away my pain.
You betrayed your faith!
And I changed.
Just as you will change
when you realize that
the UnderVerse will be reached only by those who embrace
the Necromonger faith.
For those of you who will right now
drop to your knees and ask to be purified.
We won't renounce our faith!
No one here will do what you ask.
It is unthinkable!
This is a world of many people.
Many religions!
And we simply cannot and will not beconverted!
Then I'll take your soul.
Join him
or join me.
This is your one chance.
Take the Lord Marshal's offer and bow.
I bow to no man.
He's not a man.
He's the holy Half Dead who has seen the UnderVerse
and returned with powers you can't imagine.
Look, I'm not with everyone here.
But I will take a piece of him.
A piece you will have.
Stop him!
Irgun.
One of my best.
If you say so.
What do you think of this blade?
I think it's a half gram heavy on the back end.
In our faith, you keep what you kill.
Take him back to my ship for mind regression
Perhaps the breeder would do it
if somebody just asked him.
It is a rare offer.
A visit inside Necropolis.
It's been a long time since I smelled beautiful.
Let me show you the way.
Beautiful eyes.
Come.
The last six Lord Marshals have called this home.
Magnificent, isn't it?
I might have gone a different way.
True of us all.
Converts receiving the mark of the Necromonger.
They learn how one pain can lessen another.
There now.
That is just perfect.
The more you resist them
the greater the damage will be.
A new one.
You've brought us a new one.
Interesting breeder.
Making entry.
This won't take long.
We've entered his neocortex.
The Riddick!
Regress.
Scanning fresh memories.
Thoughts of someone called Jack.
Riddick!
Jack!
She went to prison.
Now we find thoughts of an Elemental.
The one race that would slow the spread of Necromongers.
Furyans.
Where does he come from?
Who are his people?
These are the things I need to know.
We find energy.
We find Furyan energy.
He's Furyan!
Furyan!
A Furyan survivor!
Kill the Furyan! Kill the Riddick!
Kill the Riddick! Kill the Riddick!
Kill Riddick.
Find him.
Whatever it takes. Find him!
Let me guess.
A five man crew this time.
Couple of things you could've done better.
First, trash the locater beacon inside my ship,
the one you jacked.
And second, the really more important part
you should have wasted me when you had the chance.
Any questions?
Yeah.
What took you so long?
Decoy launched.
In and out. Unsuspected, undetected.
Damn! I love a good smash and grab!
Bounty as good as ours.
Preparing to engage ion drive.
So where do we drop your merc killing ass?
Who's gonna pay the most for you now?
Butcher Bay?
Butcher Bay.
Ten minutes every other day on the dog run.
Protein waffles aren't bad.
How bout Ursa luna? Nice little double max prison.
They keep a cell open for me, just in case I drop in.
You know the problem with these joints now?
Health clubs for waffle eating pussies.
Maybe we should think about uppin our game here a little bit.
Think of someplace truly diabolical.
What the hell is he thinking now?
He's thinking a triple max prison.
A no daylight slam.
Only three of them left in this system.
Two out of range
for a shitty little undercutter like this one with no legs.
Leaves just one.
Crematoria.
That is what you had in mind, right, Toombs?
How does he know where were going?
Dope it out.
I hate this run.
Just do it!
I don't know about this new crew of yours.
They seem a bit skittish
probably shouldn't tell them what happened to the last crew.
You know, you were supposed to be some slick shit killer
now look at you all back of the bus shit.
I say we attack. Hellion 2 next.
Take it straight into their teeth
it'll cost you 20,000 heads, five Warrior Ships
While I do prize brute force
this approach is, perhaps, more artful.
Start at the end.
Go straight to Helion 5, the last planet in the system.
Approach from the night side.
Remove these cannon first
then attack the larger placementsat speed.
We'll catch their rear flank, and in ten days' time
the rest of those worlds will tumble before us.
You see, as with most,
their blind spot is right behind them.
I'm located an ion trail which leads off world.
Then you should be off world, Vaako.
I've deployed a tracker team one of the best.
Wherever Riddick has gone,
you lens him out and cleanse him.
You.
You want me to take a frigate for one breeder?
Don't question it, Vaako!
Take it on faith.
He's always been unsettled around you.
The Lord Marshal. Unsteady.
Perhaps because he knows he's half the warrior you are.
Some say he's too artistic for the job.
I wouldn't surprised if someone promoted him soon
to full dead.
Take care what you say.
Should I say it softly?
So it sounds more like conspiracy?
Why is it when anyone breathes
about his demise, of him on the throne,
everyone assumes a conspiracy?
Why isn't that just prudent planning?
When he is ready, he will name a successor.
Who?
Toal? Scales?
The Purifier?
None of them with the strength the dignity of Lord Vaako.
You can keep what you kill
that I the necromonger way.
Mercenaries,
elementals, necromongers.
Shit, I've never been so popular.
I should probably slip these chains
and open up a few arteries.
But why drive when you can get driven?
Free ticket to Crematoria. Thanks, Toombs.
Got some business there named Jack.
And once we settle up, I walk away forever.
So I'll just wait all back of the bus for now.
How unexpected.
An Elemental.
Here!
One of the captives
and why, after thirty years should it be you?
He doesn't regard her as a captive.
Elementals.
They claim neutrality, but they're all witches and spies.
Why else would they come and go like the wind?
Where has he gone?
Where is the Furyan hiding now?
You be the good warrior, go after this Riddick.
I'll find out why the Lord Marshal is so threatened by him.
Destination reached. Unlocking manual controls.
All right, I make 700 degrees on the day side
300 below on the night side.
Let's not get caught in the sun.
If I owned this place and hell
I'd rent this place out and live in hell.
-Slue angle good. -Stand by.
Bersedia!
Plotted course, good.
Hit it!
Angle of approach not good.
Look, Ma, no hands!
Party poppers!
I think I shit myself.
Skittish, Toombs, very skittish.
Comfy?
When the ride's over,
your goggles are mine.
Four way split!
Twenty nine point four kilometers.
So...this is Riddick.
What in the bowels of Christ are you talking about, 700K?
Don't take this one, boss.
See, Anatoli here has a nose for trouble.
-And this Riddick guy... -Big, big trouble.
So 700,000 is good money.
I'd take the money, Toombs.
These are dangerous days, if you believe the talk.
Talk?
About dead planets.
About some ghost army.
About them.
"Them"?
I'll run the numbers again. It'll take a couple of days.
So, you can stay as my guest.
At least here we are all safe.
-Yes? -Yes, boss.
I'll give it a day.
One.
There are inmates and there are convicts.
A convict has a certain code.
And he knows how to show a certain respect.
An inmate, on the other hand pulls the pin on his fellow man.
Does the guards' work for them.
Brings shame to the game.
So which are you gonna be?
Me?
I'm just passing through.
Welcome to Crematoria.
How do I get eyes like that?
You gotta to kill a few people.
Did that.
Did a lot of that.
And then you gotta get sent to a slam
One where you'll never see daylight again.
Only there wasn't any doctor here
who could shine my eyes, not even for
was anything you said true?
What are you gonna do? Go for the sweet pot?
Remember who you're talking too...Jack.
Jack's dead.
She was weak.
She couldn't cut it
The name's Kyra now.
And I'm a new animal.
I'm so glad I could steal you away for a moment.
Doesn't it strike you odd?
Here we have the current Lord Marshal
destroying the entire societies, and yet he can't bring himself
to kill one stranded Elemental.
Why is that?
You don't pray to our god.
You pray to no god, I hear.
Elementals we calculate.
Don't we all.
But now let's have first things first.
What of Riddick?
In truth, I don't know where he went.
In truth, I'm more interested in where he came from.
Watch your step.
I've always wondered, does an air Elemental fly?
Now do me a favour.
Calculate the odds of you getting off this planet alive
and cut them in half.
We can't fly.
But we glide very well.
Save your threats, Necromonger.
I would have told you about Riddick for the asking.
It concerns a fore telling,
a prediction now more than 30 years old.
A young warrior once consulted a seer of sorts
and was told he would die at the hands of a Furyan.
So he waged a private war on the planet Furya
killing all he could find.
This was before he became Lord Marshal, of course.
That massacre should have ended the matter.
But now it seems one Furyan had a knack for escape.
Feeding time!
Move! Iet's go come on.
Here they come!
Hurry!
To the cages
A herd! A goddamn herd! Is that all we are to you?
It's an animal thing.
Check her for me.
She always got a blade somewhere.
I don't think she likes being touched.
I'd take my wounded and go while you still can.
Is there a name for this private little world of yours?
What happens there when we don't just run away?
You kill us?
With a soup cup?
Tea, actually.
What's tat?
I'll kill you with my tea cup.
You know the rule.
They aren't dead if they're still on the books.
Come on.
Death by tea cup.
Damn. Why didn't I think of that?
I didn't come here to play "Who's the Better Killer?"
But it's my favorite game.
Haven't you heard?
I heard you came looking for me.
Is that all? You missed the good part.
Hooked up with some mercs outa Lupus five,
said they'd take me on, teach me the trade,
give me a good cut
they slaved me out, Riddick.
Do you know what that could do to you when you're that age?
When u're! 2 years old
I told you to stay in New Mecca.
Did you not listen?
I had mercs on my neck.
I'll always have mercs on my neck.
I spent 5 years on a frozen heap just to keep them away from you.
And you sign up with the same fake badges that
wanted to cut you up and use you for bait.
What are you pitching, Riddick?
That you cutting out was a good thing?
That you had my ass covered from halfway across the universe?
You signed with mercs.
There was nobody else around.
Let's pop the cork. Get some fresh air.
So they do go topside
to swap out air.
Interesting.
Who the hell are you?
When it happens, it'll happen faster.
Stay on my leg when I cut fence or die here.
Nobody outs this place. Nobody.
He ain't nobody.
700 degrees.
Jesus.
That's some sunrise.
They can be quite a test these deep runs.
Test of our inner selves.
Don't you find that true?
Some men do.
Just being so far from the armada,
the mind can start to fill with strange thoughts.
Doubts.
Don't you ever have doubts, Vaako?
Doubts?
About the campaign.
About Lord Marshal.
First and always,
I am a Necromonger commander.
So if you're here to test my loyalty,
you succeed only in testing my patience.
That's not why I'm here at all.
Good news first.
Talked things over with my amigos here.
We'll cut you in for 775K.
Well, all right. What's the bad news.?
They close the local whorehouse?
No. The bad news is worse than that. Much worse.
Our pilot, he saw this.
It crossed a shipping lane.
Any idea what this might be?
Never saw nothing like it.
This ship charts back to Helion Prime.
You know, Anatoli' got a nose for trouble
and he thinks trouble follows you here.
Look we dusted our tracks and got out of there.
There is no way we didn't lose them.
"Them"?
This is my prisoner. Mine.
Nobody else's. And I want my money now
So you stole a prisoner from "them"?
Should have taken the money, Toombs.
Mercs.
Some guards here, but this can't be all of them.
Check their slots in back.
-And be careful. -Don't bother.
Guards ain't there.
They realized the Necros are coming for me.
The plan was to clean the bank, ghost the mercs,
break wide through the tunnel.
But someone got a lucky shot off with this rocket launcher
and took out the sled.
guards took off on foot, but rigged the door
so no one could follow.
They'll take the one ship in the hangar
and leave everyone else to die.
How come you know all this shit?
You weren't even here.
Beause it was my plan.
I know that look.
I don't even have to see your face and I know that look.
You want to run the surface while they run the tunnel below.
It's moving in the right direction.
We could make it.
Stay behind the night and ahead of the sun.
There's gonna be one speed.
Mine.
If you can't keep up, don't step up. you'll just die.
I should have taken the money.
Riddick!
Boss!
Up there.
-Go look. -Because Anatoli says so?
Because his nose says so.
Riddick?
Riddick!
Go! Go! Come on, go! Climb here!
Climb! Go!
Riddick.
Go.
They're heading right for the volcano fields.
They're going for our ship.
No chance do they get to the hangar first! No chance!
Next one! Next hole! We'll catch them there!
No more run for you.
Where did the big guy do?
Close it!
What was that, you don't care if you live or die?
If I kill them first, not really.
Maybe I do.
Keep moving!
Kyra?
-Kyra? -What?
Get that ass moving!
Riddick?
Remember what I said about not caring.
If I lived or died?
You knew I was kidding, right?
One speed.
Your rope.
It's too late. We'll never make it.
Your rope. Give me your rope!
And all your water. All of it
Stay in the shadow of the mountain.
Don't wait for me. Run!
Riddick!
Where the hell is that hangar?
There it is.
Listen.
Let me guess. Necros.
One commander.
Five captains.
And a whole lot of Necro firepower.
Shit!
I hate not being the bad guys.
I figure we got 3 mins before the sun hits again.
and burns out this whole valley.
Wait.
We doing this or not?
Just wait.
Remember that favorite game of yours?
"Who's the Better Killer?"
Let's play.
Come on!
Kyra!
Hand!
Riddick!
Kyra?
I was supposed to deliver a message to you
if Vaako failed to kill you.
A message from the Lord Marshal himself.
He tells you to stay away from Helion.
Stay away from him.
And in return, you'll be hunted no more.
But Vaako will most likely report you as dead.
So this is your chance.
Your chance to do what no man has ever done.
The girl.
Where will they take her?
To the Lord Marshal of course.
I've done unbelievable things
in the name of a faith that was never my own.
And he'll do to her what he did to me.
The Necromonger in me warns you not to go back.
But the Furyan in me
hopes you won't listen.
We all began as something else.
I have lost a purifier
but I have gained a First among commanders.
It is overdue, isn't it?
That we acknowledge your many accomplishments.
Your steady faith.
And above all your unflinching loyalty.
Obedience without question. Loyalty till UnderVerse come.
Well done, Vaako.
This is a day of days.
Now, tell me if it's true.
Tell me the Furyan is gone
and I can close this campaign without hearing his bootsteps.
If he is dead
I sense I'm not far from the same fate,
being of no further use here.
Shouldn't I tell you Riddick is still alive?
Don't try me.
I could plow you under with the rest of Helion Prime.
No one knows the future.
Then tell me the odds that Vaako met with success.
That I will now be the one who can finish it all,
conquering or converting all the remaining worlds of man.
Tell me it's true, Aereon
and maybe I'll save your homeworld.
For last.
The odds are good.
That Riddick is still alive.
Ascension protocol!
We still have numbers out there sweep teams, recon ships.
They would be hard pressed to make.
Get my armada off the ground!
-You mean on Helion? -I mean here, on this ship!
Could you be wrong?
Mind fabricates fear. Could you be wrong?
Not so wrong as you when you left him alive!
It's twice a mistake
not only your failure, but now the report of success.
How do we salvage this? How?
Lord Marshal got to be warned.
You will never see UnderVerse!
He will kill us both before our due time.
I say give Riddick his chance.
If he is half of what you think,
he can at least wound the Lord Marshal.
And that is when you must act.
Just to take his place? Just to keep what I kill?
-That is the Necromonger way. -lt is not enough!
Then you do it for the faith
If he has fear, he has weakness.
If he has weakness, Vaako...
He is unworthy of Lordship.
We do it for all Necromongers.
Protect the faith.
This can still be a day of days.
But the timing must be flawless.
Final protocol. Execute on my order.
We are done with this world.
Go inside.
Ziza! Go inside!
We found this Lensor dead.
Show me his last sight.
Commander Toal.
He won't escape twice.
Stay your weapons!
He came for me.
Consider this.
If you fall here
now, you'll never rise.
But if you choose another way the Necromonger way...
Go to him.
It hurts at first.
But after a while, the pain goes away,
just as they promise.
Are you with me, Kyra?
There's a moment
when you can almost see the Underverse through his eyes.
It makes it sound perfect.
A place where anyone can start over.
Are you with me, Kyra?
Convert now or fall forever.
You killed everything I know.
Not yet.
Been a long time since I've seen my own blood.
These are his last moments.
Give me your soul, Furyan.
Never!
You're not the one to bring me down.
Now! Kill the beast while he's wounded!
Help me, Vaako.
Kill him.
Vaako?
Forgive me.
Flawless.
I thought you were dead.
Are you with me, Kyra?
I was always with you.
I was.
You keep what you kill.
Now, what would be the odds of that?
This dark army at the feet of a lone outlaw.
And the fate of the rest of the universe?
Well, not even I dare to calculate that.