Title: Bonded Stars

Category: Pitch Black

Summary: Two girls get accidentally popped into the Pitch Black world and have to some how survive a planet filled with deadly monsters. Not to mention the sexy eye candy in the shape of a certain convict by the name of Richard B. Riddick.

Pairings: OC/Riddick

Warnings: language, sexual suggestions (some), violence

DR: Hey! This story came as an idea to me after making my friend watch the movie Pitch Black for the first time ever. He he

TM:Uh, huh. For some odd reason, I do remember you telling me that I was deprived, nuts, retarded, inhuman for not having watched it before. That, and you annoyed me so much I didn't have much of a choice in the matter...

DR: It also helps that you spent the night with me and really really didn't have a choice in the matter towards the entertainment for the night! NAH NAH!

TM: Didn't I just say that? I think I figured that out a while ago, Sissy. Duh.

DR: Oh don't be a bloody brat, Brat. Anyway, this fic is from a lot of boredom and way too much Cherry Sundrop. Which was your fault by the way. He he

TM: Yeah, I know...I really gotta get outta the habit...Anywho, enjoy it while you can. Please, do not drink or eat while reading the fanfic. We are not reliable for any choking and/or frying to any computers or brain cells. It is funny...well, I guess hilarious if you wanna go there...so, please do not do anything/everything that would cause you, those around you, or any inanimate objects to be damaged by uncontrollable laughter. Wow, I sound like one of those commercials right before a movie goes on...Please turn off all cellular devices...

DR: Wtf? Do I even wanna know where the hell you got all of that from? Nevermind don't tell me...besides there will be some seriousness in here as well! I think...

TM: For your info, I stole that line from one of my readers. ^^ And yes, readers, there will be some seriousness in this fic, but what fic doesn't have them? Dumb ones, that what.

DR: Ok then...ON WITH THE SHOW!

Disclaimer: DR and TM in no way shape or form own Pitch Black or any thing else like that. Damn it...

Chapter One:

"You mean to tell me that you have never seen Pitch Black? As in never ever?"

Shea stared at her long time friend. "Haven't we already established that? Like forever ago?" She sighed, giving her speech again, "I have never seen any of the Riddick movies."

Anita blew her black bangs from her face. "We may have established this a long time ago, but I still can't believe it. One would think that with as many times I tell you that you need to watch them, that you would. Even if it would be just to shut me the fuck up."

The younger girl didn't even feel like replying, but knew she would. Otherwise, Anita would keep on. "Just put the movie in," she muttered, taking another drink of her water downed Gatorade.

"Ya-ha!" Anita cried as she put the DVD in and got everything ready for a night of watching movies.

The two girls were finally getting to spend some time together since Anita had decided that it would be a great idea to kidnap the younger girl. Even if Shea was really not going to get to have a choice in the matter. Besides, they had to practice their magic anyway. Although, if their miniature dragons didn't stop giving them hell about slacking off that night, the more volatile girl was going to fry both of the damn wannabe asses. Shea shot Anita a look while she was talking to their familiars that said she knew exactly what she was thinking, and there was no way that she was going to let it happen. Damn it. Oh well, the conscience had to sleep some time.

Shea rolled her eyes as her best friend's own bright greens sparkled with malicious intent. Yep, she'd end up not sleeping that night and hiding both dragons somewhere later on. Why did she put up with it all, she wondered, but couldn't come up with a good answer. 'I need therapy,' the blue eyed girl thought, depressed, as a familiar green dragon flew across the room and into the wall next to her head. She didn't even flinch. 'Or stronger medication.'

"Quit fighting, and put in the movie." She smirked a little as Mushu, Anita's dragon, staggered from the base of the wall and around the floor. "Shouldn't have said that, Mushu," she chastised but stopped short as another blue blur entered her vision. Sighing, the younger girl watched as her older "sister" finally put in the disk, albeit muttering darkly under her breath, and sat down.

"Call me mother fucking lazy. I'll show him lazy. He's the one that every time I call his damn ass he shows up sitting in a damn chair drinking tea and reading a fucking newspaper! But I'm the lazy one? And Shea's dragon better be glad that he is around her right now, or I would show him just how well I can throw the damn bastard. How the hell my nice baby 'sister' got stuck with him, I will never damn well know." Anita ignored Shea's pointed look at her threats towards Aeran, her dragon.

Grumbling, the two dragons sat beside their respective humans to watch the movie as well. Not that they would ever let Anita, or even Shea, know but they loved Riddick as well, but knowing how Anita was, she would never let them live it down. They shuddered as they thought about the torture that the older girl could bestow upon them and mutually decided to stick with Shea so that she could protect them. Another reason they were sticking so close was because they felt like something was going to happen. Something big. And they sure as hell weren't going to miss it for the world. They would later on remember those thoughts and wish like hell they would have said something sooner.

Shea cocked an eyebrow at how close Aeran was next to her on the oversized armchair. Shrugging it off as nothing, she turned to watch the beginning credits as Vin Diesel's deep voice echoed through the speakers. For an odd reason, after glancing in Anita's direction, she couldn't help but remember that day eight years ago when everything changed in her life.

It turned out that everything she knew about the world versus what she knew then was almost as different as night and day. Anita had introduced her into the world of magic, by accident, actually. It kinda went along with "If a tree suddenly appears in the bathtub just because someone wished for one really badly, there might be some thing called magic." Since then, it all went downhill. That one little tree started the entire thing that night; then, it progressed into being chased by all kinds of different monsters that Grimm's fairytales didn't even begin to cover. Then, she got introduced to her spirit guardians, Anita's guardians, and along came the blue dragon egg on her dorm room bed. Yeah, the past eight years had been one roller coaster ride after another.

Yet, she wouldn't change any of it for the world.

Each experience helped her grow from the timid little girl that sat in the back of the class to the semi-outspoken female that chose the front seat every time. It was nice.

Snuggling further into the cushions, she began concentrating on the movie once more. Oh, the people were going to crash, and the damn blonde was stupid and selfish on wanting and pulling that handle. Hm, might be a little more interesting since Vin Diesel's character hadn't made a "personal" appearance yet.

As the movie played on, Anita thought about her friendship with the girl next to her. Over the past eight years they had gone through hell together, sometimes even literally. She could still remember the day that they had met like it was just yesterday. For some reason, Shea had been sitting outside of their high school waiting on her mother to pick her up. Anita watched as over two hours passed by with still no sign of the woman. It had begun to rain heavily, and the late April afternoon air was heavy with the feeling of thunder and pain. For some reason, the tough, older girl couldn't stand the sight of the younger girl standing there shivering. Walking up to the then skittish girl, Anita had asked Shea if she wanted to wait for her mother at her house where it would be warm. And for some reason, the girl had said sure and had called her mom to let her know where she would be.

Anita thought that it would be fine. All she had to do was control the rampaging magic in her system for a few hours until the girl went home. Fate, of course, decided to show what a bitch she could be and messed that plan up all to hell, but on the bright side, that tree incident led them to finding out that Shea had magic of her own and the control of water, and that they were both supposed to keep order and protection. Another plus was that the older girl was no longer alone in the world. The younger girl stood by her through anything. Even when she was wrongfully accused of murder and the magic council was wanting blood. Shea proved Anita's innocence and told the old wanna be goats off on the same day. The memory still made Anita smile. Though, there were times that Anita wished that she had never invited Shea to stay with her that day. Ever since they had discovered their true magics, there had been nothing but danger. Anita felt like it was her fault that the younger girl was dragged into the peril that they had to live in almost every day.

Most people would have been glad to have magic, thinking that it would be like in story books and life would be easy. The reality was far from that dream. The girls could never tell anyone the truth about their lives. Anita had made that mistake before and had gotten nothing but heartache. It would be one of the reasons she was emancipated at the age of fifteen. Shea would love to tell her mother and brother the truth about the world just so they would be more careful but knew that there was no way that she could. It broke Anita's heart that the younger girl could never be entirely truthful with her family when they asked where bruises came from or why she was spending the night with Anita or even why she was home so late. Just like she had to give up going to a good college and had to settle with a small community college just because of the magic.

Anita sighed as she went back to the movie. They were at the scene where the ship had crashed and the survivors were walking around the wreckage. The green eyed girl frowned as she rubbed her magic mark on her right bicep. For some reason it felt like it was aching. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Shea doing the same to her own mark. 'Oh this can't be good,' Anita thought glumly.

Both Mushu and Aeran twitched as a shock passed through their smaller bodies. Blinking, not really believing that it was actually happening, they shared a look before reluctantly, knowing their own demise if they kept quiet, gazing at their human counterparts. 'Oh, this can't be good,' they relayed the thought to each other just as the pull began its descent.

Anita and Shea jerked in their seats, eyes wide with fright as they realized what was going on. They had experienced this feeling, this tug, this wind before, many times. It always happened when they "popped", or traveled to different dimensions or places in the blink of an eye. Normally, it was Shea's fault as she had some ability that whenever she wrote a story, or even a sentence, either both or one of them went pop to that place. It was something she was trying desperately to control – seeing as how it normally happened to Anita right as she would step out of the shower – but Fate just wouldn't have it any other way.

It wasn't Shea, this time.

The two girls looked to each other, a silent message passing between green and blue, and held out hands, grasping the other's in a tight grip. Their dragons held onto their T-shirts tightly as the tug grew stronger, until, pop.

Emerald orbs blinked, squinting in the harsh sunlight, the wind barely noticeable. She could feel the younger girl's sweaty hand in her own and gripped it tighter. The twenty-one-year-old couldn't make her brain comprehend what was happening, or where she was, at least until Shea spoke up.

"Uh, Sissy," her frightened voice rose over the wind that was starting to beat against them from below.

"Yeah?"

"We're falling."

"Yeah, I know." Really, she knew, but it just took a while, that was it. Yes, that was it.

"Um, there are people down there."

"Down where-?"

The wind suddenly stopped, the feeling of free-falling quitting all together like a pop-up thunderstorm. The ground was quite soft, really.

Anita blinked her green eyes in confusion for what seemed liked the millionth time that day. The ground was soft. Why was the ground soft? The air and atmosphere was hot, hot as hell, actually. So, why was the ground soft?

"Mind getting off?"

The older girl laid rigid against the quite cozy ground that just managed to talk. Since when did dirt talk?

"Uh, big sister of mine whom I love so much," Shea's voice asked above her.

"Yeah?"

"I think we should get off." She pointed to the ground, and it was then that Anita decided to brave looking at what she had landed on.

Right underneath her was a very handsome male. Deep, honey colored skin that rivaled satin and muscles to match. Black goggles greeted her vision of where silver glazed eyes would normally be. Her lithe hands were clasping the black tank-top that seemed to want to uncover the delectable chest that was underneath.

All-in-all, she had just crash-landed on Richard B. Riddick.

Anita blinked in shock even as she felt Shea climb off of her back. It took a few more moments before her thought process finally kicked in. In a blink of an eye, she popped up and tried to control the blush that she just knew was spreading across her face like wildfire. Shea's sniggering didn't help one damn bit. 'Have to remember to get even with her for that later,' Anita thought helplessly. Riddick slowly rose from the grown with a grace that made even the animals that were inside of her green with envy. 'Oh gods and goddesses, he's even more hot in person than on TV.' Then she noticed his height. What was up with everyone being freaking taller than her? She resisted the urged to kick him in his shin just make him eye level with her. Barely. Glancing over at Shea, she caught sight of her trying to signal that they needed to leave. No shit. Anita had already figured that one out. The sound of Riddick's deep voice brought her out of her musings.

"Who are you?"

Anita's head whipped around to stare at him wildly. "Um...we're figments of your imagination! Yeah! That's it! The heat's really getting to you! Better go find some shade before you start seeing pink elephants! And while you're recovering from your heat stroke, we'll just be running like hell that way!"

Anita ignored Shea's incredulous look and grabbed the other girl's hand and started dragging her. Shea started running for herself, and they quickly tore out, heading straight towards the crash sight. Neither girl noticed Riddick cocking his head to the side before smirking and heading to the opposite direction. The girls didn't stop running til they were beside the debris from the crash. Breathing harshly, Anita glared towards the guilty looking dragons.

"Alright you two flying appetizers. What the fuck did you do? 'Cause I know that Shea and I had nothing to do with this one."

Mushu gulped. "Well, you see we don't know what happened. We just knew that somethi—urk!" Mushu didn't realize that his mistress could jump that high! He had been almost ten feet in the air, a supposed safe distance, when she jumped and grabbed hold of his tiny neck.

"You mean you knew that this was going to happen, and you didn't say anything? You are so fucking dead! I'm going to kill you! Do you have a death wish? Only I would get stuck with a mother fucking kamikaze fucking lizard!"

Mushu gasped out, "Dragon, damn it!"

Anita just tightened her hold.

Shea sent a small glare to her own dragon – a look that meant "I'll deal with you later" - and strode over to her friend. "You can't kill him."

"Wanna bet?"

"You'll die, too. Remember that?"

"I don't fucking care. I finally have his ass, and I'm gonna fulfill his torment, this time, damnit!"

The younger girl sighed and rubbed a hand across her forehead. "We are in another world, on a dangerous planet, with an escaped convict that no prison can hold, with possible bad things coming out to eat us if not just kill us. Remember?"

Anita stopped, the dragon in her hands twitching. "Oh, yeah." Her thought process was a little quicker this time, and she dropped Mushu onto the ground. "We gotta get outta here, now."

"No shit."

"Fuck you. You didn't see the fucking movie! I have! I know what happens when the lights go out! We gotta go. Mushu, Aeran, pop us back!"

Aeran turned his violet-cobalt eyes to his twitching brother and then back to said brother's mistress. "Uh, there might be a small problem," he muttered, wincing as the green dragon twitched ever so slightly, mouth gaping open and close like a fish out of water.

"What do you mean there might be a small problem?" Anita growled, taking a step towards the only breathing dragon left.

Shea watched her dragon. She knew the words before they had even come out of his mouth. Which was the only reason she had grabbed hold of Anita's arm and swung her body into the path of destruction. She sent a mental hurry into her dragon's head.

"I don't know how we popped, and I don't know why," he whimpered, wishing he was an egg again so he had the safety of the thick shell and his mistress's motherly instincts.

"What do you mean you don't know!" the older girl seethed, straining against Shea's grip. "Let me go! He said he didn't know! How the fuck can you not know? You two are dragons! Fucking dragons! I thought you knew everything!"

"Sissy," Shea begged. "We really don't need this. We'll deal with them when we get back."

"Who even says we will get back?"

"We'll get back," the younger smiled brightly, trying to calm her friend. "Trust me."

Anita stared at her friend's ice blue orbs with a disbelieving look. "Uh, huh," she said, raising an eyebrow.

Shea's heart sunk, her eyes widening unconsciously, her bottom lip trembling a little at the hurt gesture. "You don't trust me?"

The older "sister" tried so hard to keep a disbelieving face and posterior, but as she kept her gaze on her disheartening friend, the wear and tear began. She sighed. "Yeah, I trust you."

The blue eyed girl pouted a little, turning away. "No you don't," she whispered.

Another sigh. "Yes, I do, really. Now, let's figure out how to get home."

Shea smiled a little and watched as her best friend started in a direction, intent on looking for answers. The younger girl gazed out at the planet's desert surface, noting the three suns with wary gazes. She had a bad feeling. Something was going to happen, and it wasn't going to be what they would expect.

DR: YAY! First chapter and accounted for! YA HA!

TM: (shakes head at DR's addiction to Eyeshield 21) Yep, now, on to chapter two and more plot bunnies! ^^

DR: he he! And more time to torture, I mean, interact with the characters from Pitch Black! Oh the mayhem that can be caused! The thought just feels me with joy! (has evil smirk on face)

TM: I bet. Well, don't forget to review! No author can live on posting stories for long. We need some reviews before we flat-line! ^^

DR: Yeppers! Review! We need them to thrive and flourish! Or at least that's what TM says! See ya next time!