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Disclaimer:� I do not
own Riddick and make no money from this.

Summary:� Riddick
meets the last true vampire and they must team up to destroy the NewVs,
genetically engineered vampires that threaten the entire universe. Slash, Mpreg.

Chapter 1
Cryo

I�m the last of my kind, at least the last born and not
made.� The rest were created in a laboratory
by taking the DNA of the other last and altering it before feeding it into
them.� The other last was now gone,
killed by his�children.� The others were
filled with faults though, instead of feathered wings, they had tattered
leathery things that they couldn�t fly on.�
Their strength was no where what it should be if they had been born,
even made in the old ways.� But then
again, that�s the fault of DNA manipulation.�
Before my kind would just drain mortals until the point of death and
then give them our own blood, and with it our knowledge and power.

What am I you may be asking?�
After all, most thought my kind to be gone for several thousand years,
even before the scientists decided to change the time from the AD calendar.� I am a vampire.� Originally magical mutations off of humans
from Earth, my kind were known for our strength, taste for blood, and our evil
ways, though that was all hate propaganda.�
In truth we are strong and we do need blood, but we are not evil.� We usually spend our time protecting the
innocent, or we did.� Now I got to keep
myself alive until the time that I can get rid of all of the NewVs.� It�s my job as the last.

How I wish things were different, perhaps I should tell you
my past before I let you know of my present.�
I was born in the year of 1990 AD.�
I was eight pounds even and was twenty inches or�at least�well let�s
just say that I can�t remember much of that far back.� I was born to a pure blood family.� I descended from the first group of vampires
on both my mother and father�s side.� And
each of them as far back as the very beginning.�
I was outwardly and inwardly human until I turned eighteen; that was
when I took my first drink of blood.� I
also got my wings that day, large black wings covered in silky feathers.

We stayed hidden until 2197 when one of our kind was
captured.� He wasn�t a pure born, he wasn�t
even a mortal made by a pure born, his blood was deluded, weak�but he was still
pure compared to the NewVs.�

Life was fine for me up until that point, then the hunting
started and our kind was nearly killed out.�
A short time later, when there were only seventeen of us�the killings
stopped.� Our blood could be turned into
a vaccine against a new disease and our blood was far more precious.

Seventy five years ago is when the first NewV arrived on the
scene.� There were two of us then. Myself
and a five hundred and seventy fifth generation Made vampire. If they had taken
my blood, then maybe things would have been different, purer blood may have
made more docile NewVs, unfortunately they used her.� The first batch, a group of seven men and two
women�they ripped her apart in front of my eyes.� I killed three of them before they broke
out.� Their numbers have multiplied since
then, now reaching into the thousands.

They locked me up here, they were not strong enough to kill
me, not even all of them together, if they killed me then their blood would no
longer be stable, they would die, they found that out after they killed her,
they felt the tug at their blood that had killed one of them.� So four were dead, and five had created
thousands.

Somehow I feel that I�m not making much sense.

Perhaps it�s the results of being locked in cryo without
blood for so many centuries.� I�ve been
locked in here so long that I can almost smell a Furyan.� Dominant male if I wasn�t mistaken.� Unmated.�
No that didn�t seem right.� That
scent was so close, and then a deep voice.

�Vaako?� What the hell
is this cryo pod doing here?�

�Rumor has it that the first Lord Marshal got this away from
a captured NewV ship.�

It was real, not an illusion.� My eyes snapped open and my hand went to the
frosted glass of my cryo pod.� The man
who was standing before it jumped back.

�SHIT!�

My eyes started falling closed again, and I fought to keep
them open.

�If I let you out, do you swear not to attack us?�

I slowly touched my throat, showing that I was too weak to
speak.

�Blink twice for yes, once for now.�

I struggled but blinked twice.

�Are you sure this is a good idea Riddick?� He�s probably a NewV who put had crimes
against his kind.�

�He doesn�t smell like a NewV.� Close, but not quite.� I think he�s an original.� Get one of the prisoners awaiting death, he�ll
be hungry.�

The man dubbed Vaako left and the other, dubbed Riddick
placed a hand above where mine rested.�
My eyes fell closed and I found myself falling into strong arms,
shivering from the cold that I had been in for so long.� I curled up, desperately seeking his warmth.

�Hold on, blood will be here for you soon.�

As if on cue, the Vaako entered with a struggling man and I descended
upon him, my fangs sinking into his neck.�
I couldn�t help the moan the fell from my lips at the first taste of
blood in centuries, or perhaps even longer than that.� I fed with a greedy need and let the body
fall to the floor, carelessly.� I licked
my blood stained lips before looking up, my strength returned after that one
feed.

�It would seem that mortal blood has become stronger than it
once was.�� Or maybe I had simply become
stronger.

�Who are you, and why were you in the cryo pod.�

�My name is�� I
frowned.� �I cannot remember my name,
only my past.�� I shook my head
slowly.� �I�ve been called so many names
over the centuries that I cannot remember which is my real name.� Though I have always been fond of the name
Asher.� It was my brother�s name, but he
died after only a month of life.�

�And as for the cryo�Asher?�

�I am the last pure Vampire left.� The NewVs could not kill me for fear that
they would kill themselves, and as I would always oppose them�they locked me
away.�

I sniffed again.

�You are Furyan.�� I
sighed. ��Furya was my last home before I
was confined.�

�Really?�� This caught
Riddick�s attention.

�What was it like?�

�Do you not know?� You
are a Furyan, surly you know your home planet.�

�I never saw it.� I am
the last of my race, the others were massacred.�

I gave a soft nod and closed my eyes, trying to
remember.� �It was a furious Garden of Eden.�

�Garden of Eden?�

�In the old Christian religion of mortals, it was the place
the first two humans lived.� A beautiful
place, a paradise, but they ate a forbidden fruit and were kicked out.� Furya was�mostly rain forest.� It was always raining somewhere.� There were a lot of natural disasters though�But
still, I felt it was home.� I took my first
Childe there.� But he was killed before
me by the blood donor of the NewVs.� She
was infatuated with me.� Constantly she
would state that we should mate and bring out kind back.� I refused.�
I was not interested in her or her dark heart.� I wished to create my own line.� Shortly after the scientists got us and she
was killed by the NewVs.�

I shook myself out of my thoughts.

�Now then, time for you to answer my questions.� Where am I?�

�You are on the main ship of the Necromonger fleet.� I am Riddick, the Lord Marshal.�

I gave a soft nod before falling to my knees, still slightly
weak.� I was shaking again with
cold.� Centuries in a freezer will do
that to you.

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~Riddick�s Point of
View~

All of it was mine, and I didn�t know if I wanted it.� I didn�t like responsibility, I like having my
only responsibility be myself.� Other�s
would just drag me down and get me killed.�
But if I was stuck in this position, than I had better knew what I owned.

That was why Vaako and I were taking catalog of the things
in storage.�

�Vaako, what the hell is a cryo pod doing here?�

�Rumor has it that the first Lord Marshal got this away from
a captured NewV ship.�

I looked at my second in command and nodded before stepping
forward and looking deep into the pod.� I
saw a young face, angelic like, clearly male yet clearly a submissive if he was
a NewV.

Eyes popped open and a hand pressed up the glass, causing me
to jump back in shock.� I slowly moved
forward and looked at those eyes, an odd purple, I could tell that was there
real color and not just something from the shine job.� I had gotten good at telling colors, almost
so good that I saw things in normal colors at times unless it was dark.

His hair seemed to be as white as snow, and it rested around
his shoulders like veil.� No shirt, a
well toned chest was shown, but the boy was clearly wearing tight leather
pants.� I let him out after telling Vaako
to get one of the criminals that was up for execution.

The boy tumbled into my arms and curled up for warmth.� His hair was whiter that it had appeared in
the dirty window of the cryo pod.� His
eyes an even more stunning violet.� His lips
were the softest of pink and looked like a woman�s, something you would want to
kiss.� Soft.

That hair was like silk as it brushed against my skin.� His skin was soft but it was a false comfort
as it was clear that even though he looked like he couldn�t take care of
himself, he could hold his own against even me.

He was about five feet and eleven inches, I knew because I
was six feet even and he was about an inch shorter.

I couldn�t finish my inspection because Vaako returned with the
criminal and the scent of blood hit my nose before I even realized that the
angel had left my arms.

I ran on auto pilot after that, asking questions and giving
answers to questions that were asked.�
When the boy, that I would now start calling Asher, fell to his knees
shaking, I simply walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him, rubbing my
hands up and down, trying to get him warm.�
I turned and grabbed a blanket that was covering some boxes and shoot it
out before wrapping it around the boy.� I
stood with him in my arms.

�I�m taking him to my chambers Vaako.� Take care of the body and bring another
criminal to my chambers shortly.�� Vaako
bowed but stopped me as I was leaving, his eyes were showing concern.

�Perhaps�I should have the temperature in your chambers
changed to help him warm up.� I�ll have
more blankets brought in as well.� He
looks like his blood has frozen in his veins.�

I nodded before frowning.

�Why are you showing so much interest?�

Vaako looked down.

�Before I was converted, family lines were important.� I remember looking in awe when I was a child
that I had descended from a vampire line.�
The vampire blood died out though through too much breeding with
mortals.�

I nodded at his explanation and headed to my chambers to
care for the vampiric angel in my arms.

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That is chapter 1.� I
hope that you enjoy it!� Let me know what
you think and I�ll answer any questions that you have.�

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