Welcome, welcome! This is my second attempt with a coupling that I REALLY wish was a thing. The story is unbeta'd (unless there's someone out there interested...?) so please forgive any mistakes you might find. For those of you making your way over from "The Lord Mashall's New Pet" I hope you don't hate it too much!
This story is set after Chronicles of Riddick and basically disregards the latest movie entirely.
As a side note, the italics represent Riddick's Animal in the chapters to come.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters from Riddick, only my story. Furthermore, this story is rated R for a reason. There is strong language and maleXmale scenes in later chapters so if that's not your cup of tea you're gonna wanna hit the back button. Enjoy!
Riddick
The weeks after Kyras death had been unbearable. The never ending march of Necromonger procession and ceremony did nothing to dull the ache She had left behind. It was almost enough to make me want to convert. Almost. For a while, I had considered jumping ship instead and letting the rest of them duke it out for top position. Couple more dead Necros wouldn't hurt, after all, but I stayed, because I wouldn't let there be another Kyra.
After the scene in the basilica it had taken only hours for the elite to start playing their political games and I knew the easiest defense would be pitting them against one of their own. Vaako; First among commanders.
His bitch of a wife had preened and strutted after she'd found out he wasn't to be killed. After all, position was power, and there was nothing more important to her. If only she knew. What was that old saying? Friends close, enemies closer...? Stupid saying, if you asked me, but it would be easier to keep an eye on her if she thought I trusted Vaako.
And who's to say I can't. I'm not an idiot, never fully trusted any of them, but Vaako was the closest I'd come to letting someone actually have a say. He'd done his part. Taught me how to walk and talk like one of them, even if it never took. After all, I've never really been one for politics, and all the simpering that comes with it. For a race obsessed with strength, they sure complained a lot.
For his part, he's never looked at me sideways, never given any indication he couldn't live with what had happened that day. Now we work together, even fight together during invasions sometimes. He's a damn good warrior, I'll give him that. We'll see if he can keep it up, with so many changes happening. I know the rest of the Necro's resent what I've done, but Vaako deals with the worst of the blow back, and anyone who still has a problem...
Well, I never will get tired of gutting these fuckers.
So, what'd ya think? Suuuuper short chapter, I know, but really this is just meant to set up where Riddick is at with all of this. There's certainly more to come, and hopefully soon. I'd love reviews. Seriously. Please review. please.
If anyone is interested, I do have a story (lets call it a first attempt) that will somewhat parallel this story, but currently it is possibly on the chopping block so... yeah. anyway, you can find that here( s/9610566/1/Plus-one-makes-three-previously-The-Lord-Marshall-s-New-Pet) if you want to give it a looksie. Thanks everyone!