Hey guys! It's been forever I know! I guess I kinda fell off the map ^_^ Anyway, I'm back and I'm in the process of editing all of my stories. Starting with this one. So, some things in the chapters will be slightly different but not much really. There's just a few mistakes that I've corrected and some things that I have added in. I'm almost done with the epilogue so when I am done editing this story I should have that finished as well.
Warnings: M/M SLASH, MPREG, Harsh Language, OOC, OC, Graphic Violence/Gore, Torture/Abuse (but only the bad guys Twisted
Evil ), Alcohol Use, Adult Situations, Murder and anything else I think of will be at the top of future chapters.
Pairings: Riddick/OMC (Elijah)
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Black or its characters, but I do own the story, the plot, and anything else you don't recognize.
NOTE: I got most of the info from the book and movie. Other
stuff is made up
They say all of your brain shuts down in cryosleep…All but the primitive side…the animal side…no wonder I'm still awake.
Transporting civilians. Sounded like forty…forty plus.
Heard an Arab voice. Probably on his way to New Mecca.
Smelled a woman, prospector type…her and her male partner. Bushwhackers. Small time mercs. Gotta keep my eyes on them.
But my real problem is Johns. The Blue-Eyed-Devil. He's planning on taking me back to slam. Only this time he picked a ghost lane…long time in between stops…a long time for something to go wrong.
Only Johns isn't what's bothering me. There's someone else here…familiar…someone I should know. Someone…important.
Third Person POV
Riddick lifted his head when the ship started going crazy. He heard lots of sounds and saw lights flashing through the small hole in the blindfold.
He heard someone land in front of him. Johns. He knew it was him. After all those years of being chased by the merc, he knew when he was close by.
Suddenly the ship crashed…the hull ripping open like a tin can taking an entire bank of lockers with it to sink down in the sand. Lost forever.
Johns had tied me up somewhere in the bulkhead. Bit in my mouth, blindfold over my eyes.
When we crashed, something hit the glass of my cryolocker breaking it. Tried to choke the life out of Johns but he beat me with a weighted baton. I couldn't see well enough to fight him off so I was captured again. But there will be another time to escape.
I heard someone walk up next to Johns. It's the familiar one. Smells male. Alien.
"So, who's this you got here?" The voice was light and silky. I stiffened slightly. It can't be him.
"Riddick. Murderer, escaped convict. He dangerous so stay away from him."
"Riddick? Th-that's Riddick?"
Oh, but you are a good actor. I didn't think I'd ever find you again. And then when I was captured…I lost all hope.
"Yeah, but don't you worry. I'll protect you." Johns said.
I smirked. He probably just flashed his holobadge.
"Oh, you're so brave." The voice sighed. I heard something slide quietly over to me as they walked off.
I looked down at the floor through the hole in the blindfold. It was a blowtorch. I grinned the best I could behind the metal bit. That's my boy.
I looked up above my head and saw that some of the bulkhead had broken during the crash. I lifted myself up and dislocated my shoulders to bring my cuffed hands through the break in the bulkhead and then brought my arms back down after I popped my shoulders back in place. I fell to the floor and grabbed the blowtorch.
I'll see you soon Elijah.
Third Person POV
"What is it?" The captain—Carolyn Fry—asked.
"He's gone." Johns was standing in front of the empty bulkhead. ((This is just great. Like we need another way to die.))
He ran back outside as fast as he could. Breathing harshly as he tried to get air into his lungs. He looked off into the distance but he saw no movement. He knew that he wouldn't though. Riddick knew how to keep still for hours.
Johns swept his eyes across the area again and he saw something glinting near the crashed ship. He went over and as he got closer he saw that it was Riddick's bit.
No one seemed too concerned about a murderer on the loose.
Fry ordered everyone to find what weapons they could. Most of it was a pile of crap. The two bushwhackers—Shazza and Zeke—had a few guns, Paris—an antiquities dealer—had some ancient weapons from Earth, and the Holy man—Imam—had a ceremonial sword.
"What's the need for all this anyway? If he's gone he's gone. Why would he bother us?" Paris asked.
"Maybe to take what you got…maybe to work your nerves…or maybe just to skull fuck you in your sleep." Johns said quietly.
"So, what do we do?"
They all looked over to the man who spoke. Elijah. He was tall…about 182 cm, he had a toned and tan body, weighed about 72 kilos, long white hair pulled up in a ponytail with long bangs framing his face, beautiful innocent green eyes—one of the things that gave him away as an alien breed. They were cat-like. Another were the ears-they were the ears of the Elven race. And then there was the unnatural grace that he possessed. The final giveaway though, was the long white silky tail that he usually kept wrapped tightly around his waist. When it wasn't around his waist it was long enough to rest on the ground.
"Just don't wander off alone." Fry said.
"Don't wander off period." Johns corrected.
Elijah nodded and then went back into the ship.
"Didn't I just say not to go anywhere?" Johns asked the others. They just shrugged.
"Here. Try this out." Shazza said to Jack. One of the four boys here. The other three were pilgrims traveling with Imam.
Jack took a hit from the breather and then nodded. It worked.
"Let's look for water." Fry said getting everyone's attention after all the breathers were handed out. "Imam, we should go before nightfall. Zeke, I need you to dig some graves and get my crew in there." He nodded.
They heard shouting and rushed over to the other side of the ship where Azem—one of the pilgrim boys—was pointing.
A hundred degrees from where the two other suns were floating a bright blue one came into view.
"So much for your bloody nightfall." Zeke said in his Australian accent.
"Three suns?" Jack said incredulously.
"This is a good sign. Blue sun, blue water." Imam said with a smile.
"It's also the direction Riddick went." Johns said. He looked over in Imam's direction. "Still a good sign?" He unhooked his pistol and handed it to Zeke. "One shot if you spot him."
"What if he spots us first?" Pairs asked.
"They'll be no shots." Johns smirked slightly, looking off into the distance.
Imam, the three pilgrim boys, Elijah, Johns and Fry had been walking across the vast desert for what seemed like forever.
Johns stopped and took out his scope to look for Riddick. He didn't see him, but he did see something else.
"What is it?" Fry asked.
"Looks like…trees." Johns said.
The three boys laughed and took off at a run in the direction Johns had indicated.
"Hey!" Johns yelled. But they were too far ahead.
Johns, Imam, Elijah and Fry rushed to catch up when the three boys suddenly stopped.
"Not trees." Fry said.
"It's a grave yard." Elijah said. His sharp eyes searched through the bones. He saw a dark shadow. "I think I'll take a look." He said as he walked down the hill.
Stupid humans. Stupid Johns. Always getting in the way. God, I can't believe he doesn't recognize me. Although, I'm sure once he sees me with Riddick…yeah, he'll know then.
I'm at the place where I saw the shadow. I know he's here. I look around to see if I was followed before stepping through the bones into the shadow.
"Riddick!" I hissed. "Come out. I know you're here. I can smell you." I stiffened when strong arms wrapped around my body, trapping my arms at my sides.
"And what do I smell like?" His deep gravely voice whispered in my sensitive Elvin ears. I relaxed my head against his strong shoulder and closed my eyes.
I moaned slightly when he bit the tip of my right ear. "You smell good. Like sweat, sex and danger." I paused. "Sex…who have you been having sex with?" I narrowed my eyes.
I shivered when he laughed. "You know you're the only one."
"I had better be." I growled. I lifted the mouthpiece of my breather to his lips. "Here."
"Thanks." He took a couple hits of the oxygen.
"I searched for you everyday after we were separated two months ago. And then when I heard Johns…had caught you to take you back to slam…I didn't think I'd ever see you again."
I heard him sigh. "Did you know I was on the transporter?"
"Yeah, the news of your capture made its way around the merc circuit. I dug up the information on how Johns was getting you back to slam and slipped on board the transporter when no one was looking. I was able to hack into the computer system on the ship and I reset my cryolocker to wake me up a week after we left port. The plan was to free you, get rid of Johns and the crew, then hijack the ship someplace else. Looks like I'm gonna have to think of something else now."
Riddick loosened his arms slightly and I turned to face him. "I'm not leaving without you. We're partners. That little separation was nothing and it won't happen again." I said sternly.
Riddick nodded in agreement. "Never again." He said softly.
He leaned down and kissed me. Gently at first and then harder as the kiss progressed. Two months is a long time.
I'm the only one who's ever seen this side of Riddick before. The softer side. And unless I pop out a kid anytime soon—which males of my race can do—I'll be the only one. He's not even THIS relaxed around my parents and the three of them get along great.
We broke apart when we heard someone coming. Johns. I would recognize his stench anywhere. We jumped up onto the large bone above our heads. It was only wide enough for Riddick to lie down so I got down on top of him. Didn't bother me of course.
He smirked up at me and placed a light kiss on my lips.
Johns and Fry stopped under us.
I looked over the side to see Johns inspecting the dirt. "Look at this."
Fry crouched down next to him to examine the bone fragments in the dirt.
I looked back at Riddick and he held up a freshly cut bone shiv.
I rolled my eyes when he held up one for me.
Fry and Johns went through the bones to get on the outside and Riddick and I dropped quietly to the ground when Johns left to go and search for Riddick again.
Fry was leaning against the bones changing her O2 unit.
It would be so easy to slit her throat right now. I think one of us might have had Johns not come back when he did.
Riddick and I stared at the bottle of scotch Johns left behind in the sand when he and Fry left. Riddick reached out and grabbed it and took a sip. He gave the rest to me and then filled it back up with some sand. He placed the bottle back in its original position and we waited until Johns was
out of sight.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked as I gave him another hit from my O2 unit.
Riddick sighed. "I think you should go back."
"Go back. Why?"
"If Johns sees the two of us together he's gonna know who you are and then you're gonna get caught too." Riddick said as he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.
"You're right of course, but I don't have to like it."
Riddick grinned. "That's my boy." He kissed me again.
God, I don't think I'll ever get enough of him.
"Now, go on. I'll be around."
"Don't do anything stupid Riddick." I said.
"I won't. Promise."
I kissed him one last time and then left to catch up with the others.
"Where have you been?" Johns asked me when I reached him and the others.
"I got left behind." I said. It was kinda the truth if you thought about it.
Well, we found water. And a human settlement, food, and an emergency space skiff. Looks like we just might get off this planet after all.
We got back just in time to see Riddick running away from one of the graves Zeke had been digging.
Dammit, Riddick. You promised.
I growled lightly as Johns took down my mate and ripped off his goggles exposing his sensitive eyes to the sunlight. I winced as Shazza got a good kick to his face knocking him out.
I walked into the cargo container where Riddick was being held. He didn't have his goggles but he was in the shadow so the light wasn't bothering him.
"Johns said you licked the blood clean." I said.
He lifted his head up and looked at me. "You know the only blood I lick comes from you."
I smirked and then sighed. "I thought I said not to do anything stupid."
He shrugged. "Just gonna steal his O2 unit."
I shook my head and smiled. "Here." I gave him a few hits of oxygen.
He grinned back when he was finished.
"What did you see Riddick?" I asked.
He shrugged. "I'm not sure really…" Riddick trailed off when we heard light footsteps.
I sniffed the air.
"Fry." I said. He moved back into the shadows.
"What are you doing down here?" Fry asked when she saw me standing near Riddick.
"Just wanted to see him is all." I replied. "Never seen a murderer this close before. It's exciting."
I heard Riddick snort softly behind me.
"Well, you've seen him, now beat it."
I crossed my arms over my chest. "No, I don't think I will."
"Hey, I'm the Captain and what I say—"
I interrupted her. "You are no captain Fry. I know what you tried to do, docking pilot. So don't give me that shit." I hissed. "If you want me to keep your little secret, you'll shut your fucking mouth."
She paled slightly and then nodded. When we were still in the bone yard we had heard her tell Johns that she had tried to purge the passengers to save her own skin. She also said that she was the docking pilot and not the Captain. She shouldn't have told Johns her little secret because now he's got her by the nose and I know he'll use that information against her later.
Fry talked to Riddick about the whispers he told Johns he had heard in the hole. I smirked when he answered her with the whispers in his head telling him to go for the sweet spot.
"Why not shock me with the truth?"
I growled. She's sure got some nerve.
"All you people are so scared of me. Most days I'd take that as a complement. But it ain't me you gotta worry about now."
"Show me your eyes Riddick."
My brow furrowed. "Where the fuck did that come from?"
Fry ignored me. That's ok. I was more interested in the kid coming down the steps.
"You gotta get a little closer for that."
I turned back to Riddick when he said that.
"Closer." Riddick whispered.
When she was a foot from him he leaped out at her. The chains just stopping him from reaching Fry.
She jumped and then relaxed when she saw he could go no further.
"Where the Hell can I get eyes like that?"
We all looked over at Jack.
"Out!" Fry yelled.
"You gotta kill a few people first." Riddick said as if he didn't hear Fry.
"Ok, no problem." Jack said nodding eagerly.
"I said get out Jack!"
"Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they tell you you'll never see daylight again." Riddick continued. "So you dig up a doctor and you pay him 20 menthol Cools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs."
"So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark." Jack said excitedly.
"Exactly." Riddick whispered loudly.
"Enough!" Fry screamed. She walked over to Jack and pushed him back up the stairs.
"Cute kid." Riddick said with a grin.
Riddick settled back in the shadows. "So maybe I did X out a few men, but not this time. Not Zeke. You got the wrong killer."
"Then where is he? He's not in the hole." Fry pressed.
"Look deeper." Riddick said softly. He closed his eyes and smiled.
Fry watched him and then furrowed her brows when he started making a clip-clopping sound. Like hoof beats. But she didn't know what it meant.
"What the hell was that?" I asked him when Fry left.
"It's what I heard in the hole." He said.
"Did you catch that?" I asked.
Riddick raised a brow. He was used to me switching back and forth between subjects by now…he just didn't always know which topic I was switching to.
"Jack." I stated simply.
He grinned. "Maybe 'Jackie' is a better suited name."
I nodded. "So, you didn't see anything?" I asked getting back to the matter at hand.
He shook his head. "You know I'd tell you if I did."
"I know. I believe you Riddick." I stepped up to him and then gave him a thorough kiss.
We had been talking about what we were going to do when we left this planet when I smelt Johns coming. Guess they're done searching the hole.
"Shh." I said softly and then stepped away from Riddick and into the shadows.
"Finally found something worse than me huh?" Riddick said.
"We're movin'. And I was wondering if I shouldn't just lighten the load." Johns said and pointed the gun at Riddick's head.
Riddick stood up and met Johns' eyes.
He flinched slightly when Johns pulled the trigger.
I swear in that instant my heart stopped beating.
Riddick dropped his hands to his sides when he felt the chains come loose.
"Want you to remember this moment Riddick. About the way it could've gone and didn't." Johns said, lowering his gun.
Riddick rubbed his ear, "Say that again. I've gone slightly deaf."
I grinned slightly in the shadows. My heart was still pounding in my chest.
Johns ignored him. "You work without bit, without chains…without shivs…you help us get off this rock-"
Riddick interrupted, "Why so you can send me back to slam? Fuck you." He said forcefully.
"Truth is Riddick, I'm tired of chasing you. I wanna be rid of you just as much as you wanna be rid of me." Johns spoke softly.
I rolled my eyes. He's such a liar.
"You'd turn me loose, boss?"
Johns reached out with the goggles, "I'm thinkin you coulda died in the crash."
Riddick stared at the goggles in Johns' hand. "My recommendation Johns," he started quietly, "do me. Don't take the chance I won't get shiv happy on your ass. Ghost me, mother fucker."
Johns gave an annoyed grunt. "Come on…you wanna sit at the grown up table or not?"
Riddick slowly reached out and took the goggles and then faster than Johns could see, he grabbed the gun.
I stepped out of the shadows and walked to stand next to Riddick.
"What the fuck is going on?!" Johns yelled, looking back and forth at us.
I smirked. "Something wrong, Johns?"
"I—I know you…" He trailed off.
"I would hope so. I'm appalled that it took you so long to recognize me. Actually, I think I'm more offended than appalled. What kinda cop are you?" I paused. "Oh, wait…I forgot…you're not a cop are you? Just a wannabe merc."
Johns looked back at Riddick when he heard the gun cock.
"Riddick…" Johns warned.
"FUCK YOU!" Riddick yelled, tightening his hold on the weapon.
I quickly unwrapped my tail and a heartbeat later it was cutting off Johns' oxygen. We watched as his hands clawed at my tail trying to get it loose. "You shot at my mate Johns. That's a big 'no no'." I tilted my head slightly and looked at his purple face. Smirking, I slowly started to unwrap my long tail. "I'm gonna let you go this time Merc. But you do it again and I'm gonna pop your head off your shoulders." I let go completely and watched him fall to the metal floor with a thud. "That is, if something else doesn't get to you first."
"I want you to remember this moment." Riddick stated and then emptied the shells on the floor.
Johns rolled onto his side still gasping for air.
I wrapped my tail back around my waist and we walked up the stairs and then outside. I went out first and told them that Johns said to play nice.
Riddick walked out next, and a few minuets later a red faced Johns came out rubbing his neck.
I grinned and looked away.
Third Person POV
The blue sun was lowering in the sky and the yellow and red suns on the other side rose casting a fire like glow across the desert.
Fry and Imam carried a power cell from the crash ship to put into the skiff to run system checks. The three pilgrims marched in front of them. Shazza, Paris and Jack carried a trunk full of food behind them while Johns stayed on the outside. He had his gun close at hand as he kept an eye on Riddick and Elijah who were trailing behind the group. They pulled the sled with weapons, tools, O2 units, and whatever else was deemed necessary.
Paris left Shazza and Jack to run over to Johns.
"So, what…you click your fingers and he's one of us now?" Paris whined.
"Don't forget Elijah. He's just as dangerous." Johns said thinking back to what happened earlier. He had told everyone about Elijah before they all left for the settlement.
"Oh, yes." Paris said. He had forgotten about Elijah. It was easy to forget about him because he was so innocent looking. But just take one look at how comfy he was around Riddick…and you could see the killer.
Paris fell behind when he dropped one of his bottles of alcohol. He went back to retrieve it only to see that it was in the hands of Riddick.
Paris cleared his throat. "Paris P. Ogilvie, antiquities dealer, entrepreneur." He held out his hand to Riddick.
Riddick grinned and shook it, "Richard B. Riddick. Escaped convict. Murderer." He let go.
Elijah smirked and grabbed the hand Riddick had the bottle in. He uncorked it and took a swallow. Then he took the bottle away and held it to his mate's lips. Riddick drank the rest, his left hand over Elijah's fingers on the bottle and his right hand resting on Elijah's lower back.
Paris scurried off when Elijah handed the empty bottle back.
"So can I talk to them now?" Jack asked.
"No!" Johns, Shazza, and Fry yelled.
"I really like that kid. Can we bring her with us?" Elijah asked me. Everyone was far enough ahead of us that I could act how I wanted with him and no one would be the wiser.
"I don't see why not. Whatever you want. I just thought you wanted us to have one of our own someday." I shrugged.
Elijah dropped the chain he was using to help pull the sled and stood in front of me with his hands on my chest. "Of course I want us to have one of our own!" He hissed quietly. "That's not the point. You know I have to have kids…that my body is going to tell me to get pregnant everyday of my adult life until I do." He shook his head. "And since you're my mate…it's only a bonus that the kid will be half yours." He unwrapped his tail and it brushed against my cheek. "But I don't want to leave her here Riddick. Not if we don't have to."
I nodded. "Alright." I said grabbing the tail. I stroked it gently with my fingers. It's one of the most sensitive spots on his body. It can also be the most painful. It's one of his weaknesses.
He leaned his head against my chest and started purring.
"You keep doing that and I won't be able to help you pull the sled." My body muffled his voice.
I laughed quietly but let go of his tail. He wrapped it back around his waist.
"Come on Cat." I said.
"You haven't called me that in a while." Elijah said with a smile.
I smiled back.
He picked up the chain and we started pulling again. We didn't get very far because the rest of the group had stopped to look at the pinnacles that were shooting up from the ground. I was told that when Fry had gone down in that hole to look for Zeke, that she encountered something in there. She got stuck in one of the pinnacles and the group had to dig her out before the creature got a hold of her.
I looked over at Elijah. "What's in there?"
He took a sniff and then shook his head. "They don't have a smell Riddick….But I can hear them." He shook his head again. "What they're hearing is the clicking of one of the pilgrim's beads."
"Take a look."
Elijah nodded and then concentrated on one of the pinnacles. Using his second Sight, Elijah is able to look through any surface and see what's on the other side. "Well, they're not in there." He looked around. "So where's the sound coming from." He looked around again. "Christ!" He hissed and stumbled back against me. "They're everywhere!"
"How many, Cat?"
"Thousands." He paused. "But that's only over here." He stood back up. "We have to go."
I nodded and we started pulling the sled again. Up ahead, the others started moving as well.
We reached the settlement about ten minutes later. The skiff looks like a piece of shit. But it's the only thing that's gonna get me and Elijah off this fuckin' rock. And I guess we're taking Jack with us.
"Looks a little ratty-ass." Johns said shaking his head.
"Nothing we can't fix." Fry said. I could tell she was nervous about the power cell that she dented while bring it out of the crash ship.
"Well, it's no star jumper." Shazza said.
"It doesn't need to be. Use it to get back up to the Sol Track shipping lanes, stick out a thumb and get picked up." I said and then turned to Fry. "Right, captain?"
She looked at Johns and then back at me. Probably wondering how I know this stuff. I'm sure Johns will inform her of all my skills the next chance he gets.
"Little help here?" Fry motioned to the damaged cell.
I moved to pick it up, but Johns blocked my path.
"Why don't you check those containers over there to see if there is anything to patch the wings with."
I shrugged and then threw my right arm around Elijah's shoulders, pulling him along. He wrapped his tail around my waist and then glanced back at the ship.
He probably doesn't want us to see what the insides of the ship look like. What Johns doesn't know, is that Elijah can take a look at the inside of the ship anytime he wants with his Sight. Doesn't matter though. Our time will come soon. And then we'll be outa here.
End Chapter One
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182cm is about 6'0 I think.
72 kilos is about 160 pounds.