Together Again | By : CortneyS Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 7299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Aurhor: Toby7
Email: venispixie@hotmail.com
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.
Pairings: Riddick/OMC (Elijah)
Rating: R
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, Language, OOC, OC, Violence and
anything else I think of will be at the top of future chapters.
NOTE: I got most of the info from the book and movie. Other stuff is made up. ^_^
LAST TIME:
“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, is that Elijah can take a look at the inside
of the ship anytime he wants with his Sight.
It allows him to penetrate any surface to see what’s on the other
side. Doesn’t matter though. Our time will come soon. And then we’ll be outa here.
Chapter Two
While the young pilgrims worked on getting the water machine
fixed, a hundred miles away from them, Imam helped Fry adapt the damaged power
cell to the skiff’s outdated electrical system.
After getting it in place, Fry turned the on the ‘ON’
switch. A moment later the ship’s
interior lit up.
Fry exhaled. “Ok,
this should be enough for a system check.
But we’re gonna need more cells to get out of here.”
“How many?” Johns
asked.
“We’ll need five total to launch.” Fry replied.
“Fifty kilos each.”
Johns said to himself. ((It’ll
take a day to get all those cells here.))
“There’s a Sand Cat out there. I’ll see if I can get it running.” Shazza said.
The Sand Cat was designed to haul mining samples across the
rough alien terrain so it’ll make getting the cells back here to the settlement
much easier.
“Do it.” Johns said.
“And if you need any help…” Johns trailed off as he looked out the
window. His eyes narrowed. “Where’s
Riddick and Elijah?”
&&&&&&
We went walking through the ghost town to see if we could
find out what had happened here. What
we found was interesting to say the least…dead gardens, upended chairs, broken
windows, scattered utensils, pictures lying on the ground-the glass broken,
clothes still on the racks. All signs
that something had gone wrong. But
what?
I looked down at Elijah, it seemed that he was at a loss as
well.
We stopped walking and Elijah stood in front of me. He wrapped both arms around my waist and
looked up in to my eyes. Even with the goggles, he could see my eyes.
“What is it?” I
asked.
“I don’t want to wait anymore Riddick. Our bond has faded to the point that I can’t
even sense you…can’t hear you.” He
paused and leaned his head on my chest.
“Please.”
The bond. That’s
something that I’ve missed. Not being
able to hear his voice in my head, not being able to sense his emotions, not
being able to sense him PERIOD.
To reestablish our bond we need to reopen our claim marks and then drink
the others’ blood. That’ll get us a
temporary bond anyhow. To make it
permanent, we’d have to have sex. But
there isn’t really any place to do that here…and we don’t have the time.
“Come on. Let’s go
find someplace then.” I said pulling
him along by his hand.
&&&&&&
They entered a small building with tables and lab equipment
scattered about the room. Riddick brought
Elijah over to the closest table and lifted him to sit on top of it.
“I love you, Riddick.”
Elijah whispered.
Riddick gave a broad smile to his mate. “And I love you.” He whispered back.
Riddick lifted his right hand and gently rubbed the skin on
the left side of Elijah’s neck. Under
his fingers was the scar he had given him five years ago when they had mated. It was almost completely gone because of
their two month long separation. He
leaned down and kissed it. Elijah
sighed. It was another weak spot.
Riddick felt his canines get longer and shaper –as the genes
he inherited from Elijah’s blood woke up from their two month long sleep.
He bit down into the mark and drank the sweet blood of his
mate. Elijah would do it next…the
dominate always went first.
Elijah moaned and wrapped his arms around Riddick.
Riddick stopped and licked Elijah’s neck causing the wound
to close up.
He tilted his head to the right and Elijah went for the mark
on the left side.
It was heaven.
&&&&&&
(Can you hear me?) Riddick asked.
Elijah laughed, (Yes.
And it is most wonderful to hear your voice in here again. To have your presence in the back of my
mind. To know that you’re there.)
“Come on. Let’s go
look around some more…see if we can figure out what happened here.” Riddick pulled Elijah down off the table and
guided him outside.
They walked around the town passing rundown buildings, until
they came to one of the biggest ones.
They walked over to the entrance. It was partially covered by a tarp, so Riddick reached up and
moved it out of the way. The writing on
the door said: ‘Coring Room’.
Elijah went to open the door, but found it chained from the
inside. He looked up at Riddick. “What do you think it means?”
“I don’t know.”
Riddick said looking back at the door.
“Take a look.”
Elijah did. “They’re
in there. Little ones. Up in the rafters. So, lets just NOT go in this room, unless we have to. Ok?”
He looked up at his mate.
Riddick nodded.
“Johns.” Elijah
whispered when he caught his sent coming toward them.
“You’re missin’ the party, c’mon.” Johns said to them. He
whistled and then pat his leg.
They turned to face him.
Johns grinned and then left.
Riddick pulled the tarp all the way off the building. “Missin’ the party, c’mon.” He mimicked to Jack who had been hiding
underneath.
Riddick threw an arm around Elijah’s shoulders and they left
as well.
&&&&&&
We were the last ones to enter the communal room…Riddick,
Jack and I. Jack went over to sit in
between Johns and Fry.
On the table in the middle of the room were glass goblets
that Paris had dug up somewhere. They
were filled with water.
Riddick and I were the last to take a glass.
The water was a little dirty but that didn’t matter. Drinking that water after not having it for
so long was like tasting Riddick’s blood for the first time. Wonderful.
I leaned back against Riddick’s chest as we drank the
water. I closed my eyes and savored the
moment. For the time being…everything
was perfect. I found Riddick, our bond
was strong, we have water…it was marvelous.
“So what are you?”
Jack asked.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. I knew she was talking to me. I was the only one in this room who was not
human…well unless you count Riddick…he inherited some of my traits when we
bonded. Like better hearing, sense of
smell, keener eyesight, quicker healing and a few other things.
“I am a half breed.
Part Elf and part Neko.” I said taking another sip of water.
“Neko…that’s the cat race right?” Shazza said.
“Yeah. My father is
Neko and my…well, my mother—who is male—is from the Elven race.”
“You’re mother is male?”
Jack asked.
“Yes. You see, when
the Elven race was dying out, the Valar blessed them with the gift to create
life. Males are now able to bear children
same as the females.” I said.
“So…you can have kids too? Or you can’t because you’re only
half.” Jack asked.
“No, I can have them.”
I said with a smile.
“Cool.” Jack
returned my smile.
It was quiet for a moment.
“So who were these people?”
Paris asked. “Miners?”
“I’d say geologists.”
Shazza corrected.
(Probably from the Company.) Riddick said to me.
I nodded.
“Why’d they leave their ship?” Jack asked.
No one answered.
That’s because they don’t want to face the truth. I think Riddick and I may have an idea of
what happened here…but I’m not totally sure.
“It’s not a ship really.
Just a space skiff.” Johns said,
breaking the silence.
“Like an emergency life raft?” Paris asked.
“Yeah. They probably
had a drop ship take them off planet.”
Shazza said. “Long gone.”
I heard Riddick sigh.
“These people didn’t leave.
Whatever got Zeke got them.”
Riddick said.
I smirked when everyone turned to glare in our direction.
“Why do you think they left their clothes on the lines? Pictures on the walls? C’mon now…these people DIDN’T LEAVE.” Riddick explained further.
I searched their faces as they processed this
possibility. Only Imam seemed to be not
paying attention. He was looking out
the dusty window. I glanced around the
room again and then at the table in the middle. There was an unclaimed goblet of water. I grimaced. One of the pilgrims was missing. Ali, I think.
“Maybe they had weight limits.” Shazza said forcefully.
“You don’t know.”
“I know that you don’t fuckin’ break out the fuckin’
emergency skiff unless there is a fuckin’ EMERGENCY.” I said.
“He’s fuckin’ right.”
Jack agreed.
“Watch your mouth.”
Johns said to Jack and then looked back in our direction. “No one wants to here what you think about—”
Fry cut him off. “So
what happened?”
“Has anyone seen Ali?”
Imam asked turning around to face us.
We all glanced over at him.
“Has anyone checked the ‘Coring Room’?” Riddick asked.
As if in answer a faint scream could be heard in the
distance.
&&&&&&
We were all outside the entrance of the ‘Coring Room’. Johns pulled out his gun and shot through
the door.
I heard the chains fall to the ground when Imam banged
against the door with his shoulder.
We looked inside. It
was empty…and quiet.
“Go on Riddick.” Johns said.
My tail shot out and wrapped itself tightly around Riddick’s
waist. “You got the big gauge Johns,
you fuckin’ go!” I yelled at him.
He scowled.
“Looks like I’m stuck.”
Riddick said folding his large muscular arms across his chest.
Johns spit in the dirt and then hesitantly stepped through
the open door.
Imam followed.
“Ali?” He called. “Ali?” He tried a little louder.
My eyes shot over to the side of the room when I heard a
faint rattling coming from behind the door.
I looked through it with my Sight.
My mouth dropped open at what I saw. It was Ali.
He had been torn to shreds…cuts everywhere, skin missing…his eyes were
gone. And behind him were a flock of
those creatures. He had stumbled into
their nest.
Imam carefully opened the door and I pulled Riddick back out
of the range of the entrance where we were standing with the others. I rested my head on his chest, listening to
the screeches from the aliens as they flew around the room and then disappeared
down the coring shaft.
(What did you see?) Riddick asked me.
Instead of telling him, I showed him what I saw. It is another thing that we can do as bonded
mates…share memories.
He held me tight until I got my bearings.
The other’s gasped suddenly and then rushed inside.
They must have found the boy.
After a moment Riddick and I followed them inside. I saw Johns walking quietly over to the
coring shaft and then take a quick peek.
He pulled a flare off his belt, lit it and then threw it down to the
bottom of the shaft.
Riddick walked over to stand next to Johns and looked
down.
“I guess we know what happened to those people now,
huh?” Riddick smirked and then walked
back over to me. We left and went back
to the settlement.
Nobody slept for the rest of the twin-sun day.
&&&&&&
Riddick POV
When the blue sun rose in the bright sky, the pilgrims and
Imam held a memorial service for Ali.
Paris and Jack joined in.
Elijah and I followed Johns and Shazza back to the ‘Coring
Room’ where Fry was already inside.
She didn’t even notice us; so intent she was looking at the
shelves lining the wall.
“Why do you think they had this door chained up?” Shazza asked looking around.
“Not sure.” Johns
answered moving closer to Fry.
Fry glanced up and looked at me.
“Other buildings weren’t secure.” I said.
Elijah leaned against my right side and sighed.
Johns whirled around at my voice. (What kinda merc is he to not know when he’s being followed?) I
sent to Elijah.
I grinned when Elijah chuckled.
“So they ran in here.
Heaviest doors. They thought
they’d be safe here. But they forgot to
lock the cellar.” I finished and then
walked over to the shaft to look down inside.
Elijah and Shazza followed. I
lifted up my goggles so I could see.
The bottom was full of the bones from the settlers…picked clean.
“So that’s what happened to my Zeke?” Shazza asked. She looked at me. “And
you were there. YOU were going to kill
him.” She sneered.
“No. Just gonna
steal his O2.” I said with a
shrug. “But I noticed that he didn’t
hesitate to try and ghost MY ass when he killed that survivor from the
crash.”
I was referring to the man that Zeke shot when he saw him in
front of Shazza at the crash ship right after I escaped. He shot him up good with Johns’ pistol.
Shazza looked away and then looked back at me. “Here, take it.” She gave me her O2.
“What? It broken?” I
asked.
She shook her head.
“Still got a few hits left.” She
turned away again. “Startin’ to
acclimate anyway.”
Liar. Even with the
few hit’s I’ve had from Elijah, because of the sparse air the planet has, I
haven’t been able to acclimate yet. But
I took the breather anyway.
I looked over at Johns when he spoke to Fry.
“Ok, so let’s board this shaft up and get the fuck outa
here. These things seem to stick to the
dark so if we stick to the light we should—”
Fry cut him off.
“Twenty-two years.” She said
quietly.
“What?” Johns asked annoyed.
“These coring samples are dated. The last one was twenty-two years ago today.” She said.
“So…” Johns said.
“What’s it have to do with anything?”
“I don’t know…” Fry trailed off and then walked quickly out of
the building muttering something about the settlement house and an Orrery.
I looked down at Elijah.
He shrugged.
&&&&&&
We all followed Fry into the Orrery. Imam, the pilgrims, Jack and Paris joined us
soon after.
Fry went straight to a solar powered mechanical galaxy that
tracked the planet’s orbit around the three suns. The device had a year counter and at the moment it was passing
17.
Fry moved the planets with her hand to make it go
faster. The counter clicked past 18,
19, 20, 21, 22.
She stopped at that number and we all saw it. The immense ringed planet that was nearby
covered all three suns and plunged this planet into complete darkness.
Total eclipse.
“You gotta be shittin’ me.”
Johns muttered.
I grinned and gave Shazza back the breather. “You’re not
afraid of the dark are you?”
End Chapter Two
A/N: Anything I use pertaining to the elves I get from Lord
of the Rings…except for the MPREG…that’s something I added in. It would be cool if it was in the LotR
series, but it’s not.
Thanks to Niere for being a great beta.
I hope that you like this chapter guys. Later!
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