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Together Again

Author: 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:

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 eclipsed 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?�

Chapter 3

Fry crossed the campground quickly, yelling orders to
everyone. �We gotta get those power
cells from the ship.� She stopped
outside the skiff. �Fuck. I still gotta check out the hull and patch
up the wings�we never got to those.�
She kicked the dirt. �Dammit.�

�I�d wait on those cells if I were you.�

Fry turned quickly around to face Johns. Had she heard him right? �Wait?
You want to WAIT? For what Johns? Till it�s so dark that we won�t be able to see a goddamn thing?�

�We�re not sure when this thing is gonna happen, Fry, so
lets not��

Fry interrupted him.
�Just get the fucking cells here Johns.
What�s the discussion?�

Johns glanced around to see if anyone was watching and then
motioned her to go aboard the skiff. �I
ever tell you how Riddick escaped?�

That caught her attention.

Johns told her in graphic detail�especially the parts about
Riddick carving his victim�s body to pieces.
But that wasn�t what scared Fry the most.

�He can pilot?� Fry
whispered. Piloting required superior intelligence and intense training. It also made Riddick more dangerous. Once the skiff was repaired�what was
stopping him and Elijah from leaving them all behind?

�So can Elijah.�
Johns said. �But Riddick
hijacked a prison transport to escape slam.
He made a helluva good run before I caught him.�

�Ok, well, maybe it�s a good thing that they have these
skills�I mean, maybe we can use them to help out with��

�Won�t work.� Johns interrupted.

�You said we could trust Riddick�that there was a deal to
let him go free.� Fry countered.

�That�s what I said.�

�You�re playing a dangerous game here Johns.� Fry muttered.

�Maybe you haven�t noticed, but chains don�t work on this
guy. The only way everyone will be safe
is if he believes that he is going free.�
He thought for a minute. �Elijah
too.�

�You mean if he learns that you�re gonna royally fuck them
over.� Fry sneered.

Johns ignored her.
�We wait to bring the cells at the last possible moment�when the skiff
is all fixed up and we�re ready to launch.�

Fry stared at him in amazement. Johns was more evil then he made Riddick out to be. The man was OBSESSED with Riddick. From what she could tell�it was Johns who
was the psycho.

�Look, they haven�t harmed any of us, as far as I can tell
neither of them have lied to us either.
Just stick to the deal, Johns.
Let them go if that�s what it takes.�

�He�s a murderer.
Hell, both of them are! The law says they gotta do their bid and there
ain�t nothin� I can do about it.�

�You�re dancing on razor blades Johns.� Fry said quietly

�I�m not gonna give him a chance to grab another ship.� Johns left the skiff in search of
Riddick. He didn�t have to look
far. As he descended the stairs, he saw
Riddick and Elijah sitting in the shade of the skiff. Riddick was shaving his head with Imam�s knife. Johns glanced back to the cockpit, measuring
the distance. He seemed to be out of
earshot.

&&&&&&&&

Riddick POV

After we saw Johns and Fry walk inside the skiff, Elijah and
I sat down in the shade against the side.

I turned to look at Elijah when he sighed.

�What�s wrong?�

He closed his eyes.
�It�s just so fucking hot.�

I smirked. �When we
get off this planet we�ll go and visit your parents on that ice planet they�re
staying on at the moment. How�s that
sound?�

�Wonderful.� Elijah
replied, wiping the sweat from his brow.

&&&&&

We looked up as Johns came down the ramp. When he didn�t
look in our direction I went back to shaving my head while Elijah leaned back
against the ship.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Johns look at us and then
glance back in the direction of the cockpit.

�Thought we said no shivs.� Johns said with a fake smile.

I stopped and looked at the knife I took from Imam. �What
this?� I turned my hand and then looked
at Johns through my black goggles. �This is just a personal grooming
appliance.�

Johns opened his mouth to say something when he got dizzy
suddenly and leaned against the ship.
He was shaking slightly.

�Bad sign.� Elijah
said opening his eyes and watching me drag the blade carefully across my
skull. �Shaking like that in this
heat.�

&&&&&&

The pilgrims were hard at work, carrying a heavy roll of
Vectran�the wing fabric�all the way from the crash ship to the skiff.

Elijah and I were off to the side working on constructing a
crude cutting frame from metal pipes.

A short distance away Shazza worked on getting the Sand Cat
fixed. The young girl, Jack, was
helping her out.

Well, she was helping out whenever she wasn�t looking over
in our direction, at least.

�Are you listening, boy?�

We looked up at Shazza�s yell.

�I said hand me that wrench!�

Jack handed it to the older woman without glancing in her
direction.

�So this is what it�s like to have a fan, huh?� Elijah asked
and smirked in my direction.

I laughed and then pulled him up against my body. �Wanna give her something to really be a fan
of?�

Elijah laughed and then leaned up to kiss me.

We stopped after a few seconds and glanced in Jack�s
direction. She was staring at us with
her mouth hanging wide open.

We laughed again and got back to work.

A few minutes later the pilgrims returned with the Vectran
and helped me drape the heavy fabric over the cutting frame. Then Imam climbed
onto the skiff�s exposed wing struts.

I went behind the silvery Vectran and cut through the fabric
with a long knife. I then handed the
trim to Rashad who went onto the skiff�s wings and handed the section to
Imam. The Muslim hand-stitched the
material to the struts quickly.

Before cutting the next section, I located my mate. He was standing off to the side of us,
staring out onto the horizon.

(What do you see?) I asked him.

(Nothing. The blue
sun is setting. There is nothing
unusual�yet.) He said, looking back at
me.

I nodded my head and cut another piece for Imam.

(Let�s go see what Fry is up too.) I said looking in his direction.

&&&&

Inside the skiff the cockpit hatch closed. Fry�s attention was focused on the
monitor. She didn�t know we were inside
wither her.

�Looks like we�re a few shy.� I said watching as Fry whirled around to stare at Elijah and
I.

Fry glanced down at my right hand where Imam�s long blade
was dangling and then back up.

�Power cells, I mean.�

�They�re coming�when we get the Sand Cat finished.� Fry whispered.

�Strange, not doin� a check on the main drive yet,� Elijah
pointed out. �Unless�Johns told you the
details of Riddick�s last escape.� He
folded his arms across his chest and let his long tail fall to the floor with a
heavy thump, catching Fry�s attention.

�I got the quick and ugly version.� She said.

�Did you?� I asked
amused. �And now you�re worried about a
repeat of history.� I stated.

�Entered our minds.�

I stepped closer. �I
asked what you thought, Fry.�

�You scare me Riddick.
Both of you. Is that what you
guys wanted to hear? Well, I admitted
it. Can I get back to work now?� She turned her back on us and I stepped up
behind her to study the controls. The
cabin pressure was building.

�Think Johns is a do right man?� I whispered in her
ear. She shivered slightly. �Think I can trust him to cut us loose?�

�Why? What�d you
hear?� Her voice was strained�body,
tense.

�Well, guess if it was trickeration he�d just X me out,
huh?� I whispered against her
neck. �Then again�we ARE worth
twice as much alive.�

Her body tensed even more.

�Didn�t know? Johns
AIN�T a cop. He�s got the badge�but
he�s just another merc. And Elijah and
I? We�re just another payday. That�s why he won�t never kill us�why he
won�t let us go.� I moved back to her
ear, �the creed is greed.�

Fry whirled around.
�Shove it Riddick.�

I raised an eyebrow.

�We aren�t going to turn on one another. No matter how hard you try.�

(Never mentioned turning on anybody.) I said to Elijah.

�Don�t truly know what�s gonna happen when the lights go
out, Carolyn. But I do know that once
the dyin� starts�this little psycho fuck family of ours is gonna rip itself
apart from the inside. So you better
find out the truth.� I paused, �because
when the lights go out�you better know EXACTLY who�s standin� right behind
you.�

�Hull integrity�100 percent.� The monitor droned suddenly.

The hatch hissed open and I walked towards it, Elijah
already going down the ramp.

I paused. �Ever
wonder why Johns shakes like that? Ask
him.� I started down the ramp. �And ask him why your crew-pal had to scream
like that �fore he died.�

&&&&&

Third Person

Fry walked into one of the small buildings she saw Johns go
in a few seconds before. Just as she
entered she saw him bring a syringe up to his eye and inject the fluid.

He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn�t hear
her enter.

�So, who are you really?�

Her question startled him.
Johns turned to look at Fry.

�You�re not a real cop are you?� She continued.

�Never said I was.�
Johns stated.

�Never said you were a hype either.� Fry muttered as she opened one of the red
shotgun shells sitting on a desk. There
were at least thirty shells.

�Little morphine in the morning, so what?� He said, recovering his composure.

Fry looked at him with seething contempt. �Well, you got two mornings here�weren�t you
born lucky.� She said sarcastically
throwing a red shell to the ground.

Johns� body jerked slightly, as if he wanted to reach down
and pick it up. �Not a problem unless
you make it one.�

�You made it a problem when you let Owens die like
that.� Fry hissed. �When you had enough drugs to knock out an
army of junkies.�

�Owens was already dead.
His brain just hadn�t caught on to that fact.�

Fry sneered in disgust.
�Anything else I should know about you Johns? Christ, here I am just letting you roll the dice with all of our
lives and you�re��

Johns cut her off when he grabbed her wrists suddenly and
forced her into an embrace. He pressed
her hands against the small of his back.
She stopped struggling to get away, when she felt what was under her
fingers. It was hard and leathery,
running along his spine.

Johns let her hands go and turned so she could see. A thick jagged scar zigzagged his backbone.

�My first run in with Riddick. Went for the sweet spot and missed. They had to leave a piece of the shiv in there.� Johns added, his eyes locking with
hers. �I can feel it sometimes you
know.� He stated. �Feel if moving under my skin. Like little spiders. So maybe the care and feeding of my
nerve-ends is my business.�

�You coulda helped and you didn�t.�

Johns shrugged and began gathering his shells. �Yeah, well, look to thine own ass
first.� He paused looking at Fry to see
if she caught his reference to the purging.
She had. �Right, Carolyn?�

The pilgrim boys came running inside. �Captain! Captain! Come quick!�

Fry moved past them. �I�m not your fucking captain.� She muttered.

The pilgrims followed her back outside, while Johns stayed
behind to finish what he started.

The crash survivors were all gathered on a ridge, looking at
the shimmering sky. An immense arch
curved overhead.

They all watched as a huge black shadow kept rising, inching
toward the twin suns.

Shazza was the fist to rouse from her trance. She grabbed Fry�s shoulder and shook
her. �If we need anythin� from the
crash ship we�d best kick on! That Sand Cat�s solar.�

The group raced to the vehicle jumping on. The only ones missing were Riddick, Elijah
and Johns.

�Where�s Riddick and Elijah?� Jack asked worriedly.

�Leave them. They
wouldn�t wait for us.� Paris said and
then started when the two in question suddenly jumped onto the moving Sand Cat.

�Thought we�d lost you.�
Paris stuttered.

�Johns!� Shazza
yelled.

He was coming out of the building and was running toward the
Sand Cat. He wasn�t going to make
it. At least he wouldn�t have, but
Riddick pulled him up onto the vehicle.

�Wouldn�t want you to miss this.� Riddick whispered to him.

&&&&&

Elijah POV

I turned to look behind us as we crashed through the bone
yard. (It�s happening too quickly. We�re not gonna make it to the crash ship
and then back to the skiff in time.)

(I know.) Riddick
turned his head to look at me. (But we
need those cells.)

I sighed and then leaned slightly against Riddick�s right
shoulder when he pressed closer to my side.

Suddenly we hit a rough bump tossing some of the flares over
the side. (We needed those flares�well THEY
needed those.)

Behind us, the shadow spread across the desert as if it was
following us. Shazza kept the Cat
moving, skillfully guiding the bulky machine through the canyon graveyard. As we crashed through a massive ribcage, the
Cat�s roll-bar smashed out some low-bridge bones, showering us with sharp bone
chips.

Finally we reached the crash ship, but it was already too
late. We all leaped off the Cat and
sprinted to the cargo container.

I stopped suddenly and turned to look behind us. I watched in awe as the gigantic black
planet swallowed up the universe.

(The darkness is coming�are you ready?)

(Always.) Riddick
whispered into my mind.

End Chapter Three.

Well, that�s chapter three. Tell me what you guys think.

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