Things That Go Bump in the Night

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It was dark as pitch even with the two flashlights as we walked through the hull of the crash ship, Jack still close to my side. "She should've stayed down. If she only would have stayed down, shed be ok. She wouldn't have died", I grabbed Jacks hand as she had finished.

"You remember that bone yard? These just might be the fuckers that killed every living thing on this planet".

"Not helping Johns", I said in the direction of his voice.

Paris had managed to get a lighter going, "are these the only light's we have? Is this everything?" sounding as if he would pass out at any second.

"No there's a cutting torch on the floor here somewhere, I just can't find it", Fry said in response.

"Well that's comforting", I whispered to myself.

"Quiet, please everyone", Imam said quickly. It was in the resulting silence that I heard the creatures outside making sounds as if talking to one another.

"It sounds so beautiful", I said standing still with my head tilted back slightly and my eyes shut. "Be even better if they weren't trying to kill me", now looking at the others with a smirk on my face.

"Why do they do that, make that sound?" asked Jack.

"Perhaps it's the way they see, with sound reflecting back…" Imam was cut off by the sound of rattling in the hull.

"Could be a breach in the hull, I don't know" mentioned Fry as we slowly walked forward, inch by inch.

"Come on Johns you got the big gauge", Riddick called back to the merc who replied with…

"I'd rather piss glass, why don't you go check"

"Chicken shit", I mumbled.

Paris chose that moment to go crazy. "I'm not staying here for one more second", he said as he turned to run in the opposite direction. As the others stopped him I took the time to walk closer to Riddick, "do you know where they are Riddick?" showing only him how scared I really was. And just as I had with Jack, Riddick pulled me to his side, "don't worry kid". I looked up into his face, "thanks Riddick. You know, you're ok… for a convict"

For the first time since I removed my glasses Riddick got a good look at my eyes. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes but was gone just as quick. I tilted my head slightly when he had yet to look away, "you alright Riddick?"

Soon anger replaced where the confusion had been, he dropped his arm, and turned his back to me. 'What's his problem? One minute he's fine the next… this', I thought to myself.

He turned suddenly to me and grabbed both my shoulders in a strong grip; I knew bruises were just waiting to form now. He stared me down till I was squirming from the tension, "tell me…"

"Hurry! Run!" yelled various voices interrupting Riddick from his rant.

At that moment I noticed Imam opening a side panel and everyone was rushing inside.

Riddick yanked me along behind him, never once letting go of my wrist as he followed the others.

"Now were trapped in a much smaller space. I hate this!"

"Damn it Paris, will ya stop your whining and shut the hell up", I snapped at him.

The clicking continued as we slowly calmed down, and in that moment something akin to a talon burst through the door right next to Imams head and Riddick started cutting a hole in another wall with the cutting torch.

As the others plugged the hole with a garbage can I watched Riddick walk into the dark. When the others were done one of Imams kids started walking away from the group

'Imam has already lost one he doesn't need to lose another, and Jack will stay close to Fry', I had already started after the kid before I had finished my thought.

Since I was following close behind the boy when he jumped back he bumped right into me, I put a hand on one of his shoulders to steady him. Following his line of sight I saw a bigger version of the things that had gotten Shazza.

"Extremely bad timing", I jumped as Riddick slithered out from the shadows.

"What can I say, bad timing seems to follow me everywhere", I said to the man

"Just don't run"

"Didn't plan on it", I felt the moving of the container behind me and as I looked up another of hells demons was there.

"Shit! Son of a biscuit eating bulldog. Now we're in trouble", I was started to really panic when long purple tentacle things started to come from their hands. The one in front shot it forward some and set the kid of running… and me after him. 'Why did he have to run', "don't stop now!" I said to the kid as I reached him. He seemed to have gained a burst of speed as he shot forward.

"Ahh!" I screamed. A third creature had just stabbed the kid right in front of me, and the other two were on their way. As I turned the closest corner I felt a sting in my back, the power behind the blow sending me sliding on the floor and right into a container gaining myself more unwanted attention.

Riddick chose that moment to show up beside me, he grabbed my upper arm and we ran towards the others and their lights. As we reached the group someone shined a light onto our faces. Riddick when down with a yelp of pain, still clutching my arm, I had no choice but to follow. He only let go of my arm as after we started falling so he could grab at his eyes, hoping to dull the pain.

As the others messed around with the creature that Johns had just killed Jack ran towards me "hey Lana, you ok?" as she helped me up the pain must have been seen on my face, but I threw it off as soreness.

As she helped me up she put her hand on my back for more support and I hissed in pain "I'm so sor… your bleeding! Fry!" She called the captain back and showed her the blood on her hand as I was leaning against the wall; I have a low tolerance for pain.

"What happened?" she worryingly asked Jack

"It's not mine its Alana's, she's hurt"

"No I'm not, I'm fine" I said as I pushed myself off the wall, shoving the pain to the farthest part of my brain.

"Let me see" Fry demanded, leaving no room for an argument as she pulled the back of my shirt up "we need to find a safe place and now" and with that we were off, Jack never leaving my side and Riddick watching our backs. I mean literally watching our backs… it was kinda creepy.

We found a safe place and put the cutting torch in the middle of our little circle, me sitting next to Jack as per usual. After bandaging my back as best as possible we all got down to business.

"Don't worry so much Jack, I'm fine. I promise"

She gave me a look and asked, "are you ok to walk?"

"Of course… why?"

"Can we talk in private?" she asked in a nervous tone as she shuffled her feet.

We walked a short distance away, far enough to not be heard but close enough to get the light.

"So what's up Jack" she went hysterical "I need help, please help me!"

"Jack what are you talking about? What's wrong?"

"I started"

"Started what? I don't… oh! Started… right, well…shit I got nothing. Let's think, what do we have?" I would have been pacing if it didn't bother my back to much.

"Nothing"

"Wrong, we have… nothing here", she looked at me like I was crazy. Sad thing is I probably am.

"I highly doubt you wanna run to the storage pod outside just to get some toiletries", I said giving her an all knowing look. "Tell you what we are going to do. You stay by me at all times and I will help you keep the others ignorant to the problem. Ok?"

"Got you Lana"

"Don't worry 'bout it, now let's get back"

As we started to make our way back a hand gripped my shoulder, it turned out to be Riddick. "Jack, why don't you head back to the group and I'll ketch up in a minute", I motioned the girl to carry on.

"I need to know one thing", said Riddick in his gruff voice once Jack was far enough away. "What are? And should I be worried?"

"That's two but I'll give it to ya", a smile playing on my lips. "I'm Licta and no you have nothing to fear. I'm plain except for my eyes which kick even yourses ass in the looks department".

A deep chuckle shook its way out of Riddick's chest at my comment, the anger and confusion long gone from his reflective orbs. "Let's get back", he said as he gave me a gentle for Riddick shove in the right direction.

Before I could get far though it seemed Riddick had realized something and wished for clarification.

"What the hells a Licta?"

I stopped and trotted back over to him, leaned in close, and stared at him dead in is shiny eyes. "You really wanna know?"

He nodded his head in affirmation, it was small but it showed his interest.

"Come closer", I said to him as I waved him in, and he did indeed lean in closer.

"Closer", he was now close enough to my face that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

And just as he thought I was about to tell him he shot back up straight, a wet trail was running down his face.

"Licked cha!" I had licked his face before hopping back over to the group surrounding the small fire. I thought it was hilarious that I was able to lead him on and that he believed me.

There's no such thing as a 'Licta', it was nothing more than a crafty combination of what I had previously yelled at the bald man before running off. 'I was afraid that my joke was going to be a flop, but he took the bait, I chuckled to myself. 'He tasted salty'.

*end part 7*

Alright I got a question. Say I was to do another story after this, what should it have to do with? Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, I got a few Mercy Thompson's started, and have even started a Walking Dead story. There are a lot more that I wouldn't mind doing but that is the list of ones that have at least one chapter done. Let me know, and if you want to make a suggestion don't hesitate. I will look and see if it's one I wouldn't mind working on.