Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Pitch Black this makes me cry

Pairings: Riddick/Harry (hot, Hot, HOT)

Rating: M – swearing and sex scenes(AO3)

(ME) another chapter done and re made, there had been much more added and the length of this had grown from 1000 words to over 4000, this makes me very happy, I hope you all enjoy the changes that have been made. Also thank you to xar (Guest) and Live to anger the World for point out the mistakes ^^ saw what you were talking about in chapter 3 and have fixed it. ^^ not Beta'd but hopeful we be soon ^^ though thanks for all your lovely reviews ^^ they do pick me up and make me smile a lot. Ok enough talking onto the chapter…

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(Harry's Thoughts)

~Riddick's thoughts~

"Talking"

Chapter 4

Stepping out onto the hot ground Harry moved away from the ship and headed towards the others. He could feel Johns' eyes following him from behind, staring below his belt, it was something he had to put up with while they were trap on this Merlin forsaken planet. but that didn't mean Harry wouldn't scare the crap out of him if he tried something.

Stopping beside Shazza and Zeke he heard what they were planning.

"That's the cargo hold over there, we should see if there is anything useful inside, food, water, that type of thing." Shazza said pointing to the slightly buried part of the ship; it was the only part that was still intake from the crash.

"Good, hopeful all is well with my bags." Paris said before walking off.

(Hopeful my bag is in there or I will have to wait for it to appear on its own.) Harry thought as he and the others walked towards the cargo hold.

When they got closer they saw that the cargo hold was upside down, thankfully there was a mount of sand to the door making it easier to get to.

Zeke and Johns had to forces the door open as the switch that opened it was broken, not a surprise really with how banged up the hold was, once inside, they all made there way towards one of the holds, Paris leading the way muttering to himself.

Once inside Harry moved off to the side looking for his bag, he knew it was placed in here as Owens had shown him, the man had been a big flirt and it sadden Harry to know he had died like he had.

Behind him he could hear the others talking as they looked over the cargo.

"The whole container's upside down. It's all topsy-turvy," Paris said unhappy with the state of the place, but his mood soon lifted as he found what he had been looking for, taking a key out of his pocket. He unlocked a chain that was wrapped around an ancient looking sarcophagus of all thing.

This did make Harry curious as to why he had such a thing, it may look real but even he could tell it was fake, after all his friend had work in tombs and show him that they had been made out of gold, that one looked to be made from metal.

"Thank goodness it's not a total loss." He opened it, revealing a great amount of bottles of alcohol. Harry winced at the thought of drinking cheap alcohol as he watched, he may need to still eat and drink like a human thanks to his elf side but it was pushing it for him to drink cheap booze, he had been spoilt by Coddy getting him the finest fire whiskey, after that there was no turning back.

Shaking his head to get rid of those silly thoughts he turned back to his search, pushing and pulling bags out of the way as he looked through the bags that were piled around, he could hear others looking for their bags though from the cursing Zeke was saying some of them were having much like, seeing a gold and silver shimmer of light for a second out the corner of his eyes, drew his attention to another pile next to the one he was looking through and there he saw his bag lying innocently beside some other bags.

(I love magic.) Harry thought smiling as he went over to it and picking it up, it still looked good as new, the magic waived into the bag protected it in the crash.

Placing it over his shoulder he retreated to the door way with his bag in hand, there he could see Imam and his sons watching the others.

"I don't suppose this will help you at all," Fry said, looking at the doorway above her to Imam, the others turning to watch to see what she was going on about.

"Unfortunately, it is not permitted. Especially while on hajj," he explained.

"You realize there's no water, don't you?" John said, giving the man a sceptical look, no believing the man would give up chance to drink just because it was alcohol, he will never understand people and there faiths.

"All deserts have water. It only waits to be found." Imam said strongly, he would not give up hope of finding water.

Harry opened the flap on his bag and reached inside it, calling his magic to his hand he conjured two water bottles into it, it would do for now for the small family, all the others would have to drink the alcohol till they found more water for all of them.

"I hope you're right."

"He doesn't need to hope," Harry said suddenly as he walked closer to them.

"I have two bottles with me. It should be enough for you and your sons till we find more water." Harry said, pulling out the two hefty water bottles.

Imam's eyes widened as Harry walked over to give them both to him. "I can not take your water, Harry. You will need it more." he said. Fry was about to open her mouth when Harry gave her a sharp look that shut her up fast.

She still felt fear around him though for how long for Harry didn't know but for now he was going to use it to his advantage.

Turning back to Imam he pressed on.

"You and your two oldest sons may be able to go a long time without water, but the youngest cannot." Before Imam could protest further, Harry handed him one of the bottles. He handed the other to the youngest boy, Ali. "Don't drink it all in one go," Harry said to him with a wink. He walked ahead out of the cargo hold, carrying the bag over one shoulder.

The others looking after him, he was a strange fellow to them, but he had won over Imam trust for the kindness he had shone them.

Paris was just happy he didn't have to give all his possessions away, he moved over and closed the tombs, "All the more for me then."

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Time change back with Riddick….

As all the survivors were away and busy with the cargo hold, Riddick was putting his plan of escape into action.

Turing his head, he looked thought the hole in the blindfold, above him there was a break in the bulkhead, it was big enough for him to get the chains through, moving his head he looked around to see what he had to work with and there not far from him was a cutting torch, he made a quick plan. ~Mmm… think its time to go.~

Riddick stood slowly, raising his arms behind him. CRACK! CRACK! He groans as he dislocates both shoulders before lifting them overhead. He passes the chains through the broken bulkhead. He relocates his shoulders before falling forward, grabbing the cutting torch as he dose, it wasn't long before he had the chains off, all he had to do now was find some way go perfecting his eyes out in the light.

Taking off the blindfold he was happy to find it was dark enough in the cabin for him to look around without it hurting like a bitch, it didn't take him long to see that Johns had fucked up, because no far from where he had been chained up, sitting on crate was his googles.

~Getting sloppy Johns, real sloppy.~ Riddick thought as he picked them up and placed them over his head. He left the cockpit and walked outside, staying along the side of the ship he looked around, there was nothing around for miles, only sand and rock.

Seeing none of the survivors around he ran towards the direction of the yellow sun, dropping the bit for John to follow he turned to go the opposite way when he noticed that there wasn't only one sun in the sky, there were three.

~Just my fucking luck~ he thought irritably. ~Three fucking suns.~

There was nothing he could do about it for now so with that in mind he headed off, he didn't want to be around when Johns found him gone.

As he ran, he felt himself short of breath, with the three sun's and no plant life there was limited oxygen on the planet, Riddick paced himself he knew he would be far enough away that Johns wouldn't be able to see him if he came out and as he couldn't do anything about the air for now, he had to make sure he didn't over do anything till his body got used to the lack of air.

Turning his head he looked behind him and saw he was pretty far from the ship now, turning back he jogged on, as he did so a pair of Green eyes appeared in his mind, he didn't know what it was about the young man that caught his attention, he knew that he wasn't human and that his scent sent his animal side wild with wanting to claim the raven haired man, he had never wanted to claim someone, oh he had taken his fair share of partners, male and female, but none that sent his blood rushing through his body like this Harry.

When they met again and they would meet again Riddick was going to find out what Harry was and what he was doing to him, but for now he had to plan his next move.

Going over a hill he looked over a graveyard, bones of large animals clustered together, there were many places to hind and if possible get the drop on Johns when he followed him.

~Perfect.~ Riddick though, smirking as he walked into the graveyard.

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Back with the others….

Harry was resting beside the cargo hold when some of the other came out from their search, moving he stood next to Shazza and Zeke just as he was about to talk to them he noticed Johns moving back towards the main ship, (most likely checking up on his captive.) harry thought before turning to Shazza.

"Was there any useful items in there?" Harry asked.

"Some bits and bobs that could be useful in rigging up something up to help us with the low air, but no food or any more water, only these." She said holding up her bottle of Paris booze.

Harry nodded his head, "Hopeful we find something on this rock that will help us."

"I hope your right mate, we won't last long with this crap." Zeke said taking a swig of out of the bottle, his face grimacing at the taste.

"That was a kind thing you did back there for Imam and his boys, not many would give up their water like that." Shazza said

"It was the logical thing to do, all of us can drink the booze but him and his kids can't, and I can't see a child go thirsty like that if I have a way to stop it." Harry explained, there was more to it, memoirs of a cupboard and weeks of hunger and thirst flashed though his mind before disappearing again. He knew he had a shit childhood and he remembered some of it but after all these years his memories of that time had faded.

"Still it was something not many people would do and I know Imam was grateful for it." Shazza said smiling at him, he was young but he had a good heart not something her or her Zeke saw very often in their travels.

Harry just smiled back at her before seeing Johns running out of the ship and looking around in a panic.

"What's up with him?" Zeke said spotting the same as Harry.

The three of them watch as Johns seems to spot something and run towards it, they watch as he bent down and pick something up.

"This doesn't look good." Shazza said when Johns throw whatever he was holding onto the ground before he turned and stormed towards them all.

"Everyone get what every weapons you have and meet in the main cabin." Johns ordered as he made his way past them to go into the hold.

"What up? Why do we need weapons?" Zeke called after him, though many of them had a incurring to why they needed weapons.

Johns didn't answers; his face looked like a storm cloud as he made his way up the sand to the door.

"Johns!" Fry called out, "What the hell is going on?"

He stopped and turned to her, he saw that all of the survivors were watching him, taking a calming breath, he hid his fear and looked at Fry answered her in a seriously voice, "Riddick's lose."

With that he moved inside to look for his spare gear and left them all to stare in shock as he disappeared.

"Shit." Zeke said.

It wasn't long after that they all got moving, Paris followed after Johns muttering to himself, the rest of them moved into the main ship, they all saw that Johns was telling the truth when they saw that the convict was missing from the beam he had been chained to.

"How the hell did he get lose?" Shazza asked, there was no way he could have gotten free from that solid beam.

"There." Fry said pointing to the top of the beam that had a break in it.

"How the hell he mange that." Zeke said, the break was high up and there was no way his guy could have gotten himself up there to get his arms free, not with his arms behind him.

"He could if he dislocated his shoulders." Harry said from behind them making them jump.

"Fuck." Zeke said, he knew that had to have hurt having had his right shoulder dislocated once.

Harry moved on into the main cabin, the body of Owens wasn't there, looks like Fry had moved him before joining everyone but Harry could still smell his blood in the air, it made him slightly hunger, it had been some time since he had feed and if there were on this planet for more an a few days there were going to be problems.

(Hopeful some of the potions in my potion case can help with the blood lust; there no way I want to go for too long without a feed with there being so few of us.) Harry thought and he lend against a wall, watching the others wait for Johns and Paris to come back, there was another reason he didn't want to go so long without a feed, and there wasn't anyone to feed from.

Many of them were out on being a donor, the kids were out that including Jack, their bodies didn't hold enough blood for him to become full, plus he didn't feed of kids. Harry was hard pressed to hold the grimace of his face at the thought of it.

Moving on to the others of their group he crossed them off, Fry, yeah he would feed on her but he would be hard pressed in stopping before he killed her.

Zeke was a no go, he was married and there was no way Harry could feed off the guy without Shazza knowing it and that of course ruled out her as a donor as well.

Imam, was a no as well, he reminded Harry to much of someone from his passed, plus he had children to look after and feeding Harry would make him to dazed for a time to do so.

Paris look like he would fall over if Harry even got close to him with his fangs, the man was so weak that Harry was more likely to kill him from taking too much blood without noticing.

And then there was Johns, the man's scent alone put Harry off going near the him let alone feed from him, he smelt to much like a hospital with his medicated scent and Harry had spent too much of his childhood in them to want to drink from someone that smelled like one.

So Harry was in a bind and he knew it, if there were on the planet for too long or something happened that made him use his gifts then he had no one to drink from and his potions would only take the edge off for so long.

(Riddick.)

The name whispered through his mind, sending shivers down his spin and lust to pool in the pit of his belly. He couldn't think of why Riddick couldn't be a donor, other than the man was dangerous and a convict.

His vampire side was purring at the thought of them feeding from the big man, even is elf side was content with the thought, it confused Harry greatly. He didn't understand why his body was acting like this at only the thought of the man. (Merlin what would happen if I was close to him.) Harry thought with a shiver, he had to get his mind of Riddick and back to what he was going to do about blood.

The man wasn't an option for feeding right now.

"What the hell." Zeke said out loud bring Harry out of his thoughts to see what the man was cursing for.

Looking Harry saw Johns carrying a case into the room, he placed it onto some metal that acted like a table and opened it.

Harry's brow rose when he saw the big ass gun inside, it was nothing like the guns from his time but it reminds him of what the muggles called a shot gun.

(Maybe he's making up for something, elsewhere.) Harry had to hold in a chuckle at the thought.

He watches as he also took out a pistol as well, Johns was gearing up to the max, though from the scent of fear and anger that was coming from the man, Harry could see why, Johns feared Riddick meaning Riddick was the bigger danger to the group but Harry couldn't get over the feeling that Riddick wouldn't hurt them unless they went after him first.

Harry didn't know what to feel about Riddick's escape, he didn't feel fear like he could smell that was coming from everyone else, he felt content at the man's freedom maybe that was to do with him not being free for so many years, there had been someone controlling his life for many of his younger years before his dad and papa freed him from it.

"What the hell are these?" Fry asked Paris as he walked by her, arms full of old weapons and what looked like a shield.

"They're Maratha crow-bill war picks from India. Very rare," he explained.

"And this." Zeke asked picking up a long wooden pole that was cave with the image of a snake.

"That is a hunting bow-dart from the northern part of new Guinea, very, very rare, sine the tribe's extinct."

"Cuz they couldn't hunt shit with these things, be my guess." Zeke said looking at the so called weapon.

Paris took it off him with a sigh, some people didn't understand value in something so rare.

"What's the point anyway? If the man is gone, then he's gone. Why should he bother with us?" Paris asked them.

"Maybe to take what you got. Maybe to work your nerves. Or maybe to just come back and skull fuck you in your sleep," Johns said in a calm voice.

(Well if Riddick doesn't work their nerves, then Johns will.) Harry though as he heard this.

"Sounds like a charmer," said Shazza.

(Doesn't he,) Harry creature sides purred in excitement in his mind, leaving him confused at what was going on his in brain, clearing those thoughts from his mind he followed the others outside the ship.

It wasn't long they were all separated to do their own thing, Harry followed Shazza and Zeke over to a makeshift table that had some oxygen tanks and piles on it. As they worked Harry was surprised how well they worked with each other, but he guess after being together for so many years they knew what the other wanted and when.

Harry went through his bag, he was happy that it was bottomless and he had to only think on what he needed, at the moment he was looking for something to help Shazza with the modified breather units that her and Zeke were working on with Jack helping them.

Suddenly he felt something appear in his hand, looking down he saw some straps, why he had that in his bag he didn't know what they would be useful in holding the units. Taking them out he handed them to Zeke who nodded in thanks.

Harry turned as he watched Shazza place the unit over Jacks head and he tried it out, Shazza had made it so he had to suck on the mouthpiece to supply oxygen instead of it being at a constant flow.

"Yeah?" Shazza asked when he took a breath.

Jack smiled a nodded at them. "Yeah."

Harry was happy it worked for them, he may not need much oxygen to breath but he had noticed the other slowly becoming short of breath, their bodies not yet used to the low air and it could take days for them to adapt to it.

"Imam! If we're looking for water, we should leave soon. Before nightfall, while it's cooler," Fry said walking over to them.

(Now what is the bitch up to?) Harry thought looked towards her his face set in a frown, he knew that they had to look for water soon as the bottles he had given Imam wouldn't last forever nor would Paris booze, his thoughts were interrupted by said man, who came running up to them out of breath.

"Excuse me. I think you should see this." He said seriously, they all looked at each other before following him; they didn't go far before spotting what Paris had found.

In the distance, instead of seeing the orange glow of dusk, there was a big blue sun coming up. They all couldn't believe their eyes as they stared in shocked at what they were witnessing.

"Three suns?" Jack asked in shock.

Fry turned from the blue sun to look at the red and yellow one behind them, her face in disbelief at the situation they were in.

"Bloody hell," Shazza said not believing her eyes.

"Oh this is just fucking great." Harry said under his breath. (Now I'm so happy to be part Elf or I'd be flying away on the bloody wind.)

"So much for your nightfall," Zeke said sarcastically.

"So much for my cocktail hour," Paris said lamely. Wondering how we ended up in this kind of situation in the first place. That will teach him the fly cheaply again.

Harry rolled his eyes at that, before he turned to see a smiling Imam and one of his sons as they walked over to them.

"We take this as a good sign. A path, direction from Allah. Blue sun, blue water," he said happily to them his arm over the shoulders of his son who was also smiling happy.

"Ever wonder why I am an atheist." Zeke said sarcastically as he walked over to his wife, who elbowed him in the gut as soon as he was close enough.

"It's a bit of a bad sign. That's Riddick's direction," Johns said, pointing to the blue sun. Harry looked to the way Riddick had gone and a small smile again made its way onto his face before it went blank again.

(Stop it Harry, Merlin the guy could kill you.) Harry thought to himself trying to get his mind off Riddick.

"I thought you found Riddick restrains over there, towards sunset." Fry said nodding her head towards the yellow sun.

"Right, that means he went towards sunrise." Johns said before he walked away from her, he didn't like her questioning his word, shaking that off for now he moved over to Zeke.

"Zeke," John said taking the pistol out from the back of his pants he pointed it down and showed Zeke it was fully loaded. "Fully loaded clip, safety's on. one shot if you spot him okay."

"Don't tell me you're going off to." Zeke said unhappily.

"Yeah." Johns said nodding his head, there was no way he was staying when his payload was out there somewhere.

"What happens if Mr. Riddick spots use first." Paris asked nervously, as he came to stand beside Johns

"There be no shots." Johns said smirking at the weak man before walking off.

As Johns walked away from Zeke after handing him a gun, Harry came alongside him to walk with him.

"I will be coming with you and the others when we head out." He said calmly. Johns looked towards him.

"I think it'd be best if you stay here with the others, wouldn't want you to get hurt out there." Johns said his tone caring but his eyes told a different story as they ran over Harry's form.

"It would be safer if I went with the six of you, with three adults and three children you can't look after all of them on your own, now can you." Harry said with a smirk on his face.

He strode forward to walk alongside Imam and his boys as they made their way from the ship in the direction of the blue sun.

He could hear Fry saying something to Zeke behind them but he wasn't paying any attention to what she was doing as his mind was going over his conversation with Johns.

(Johns thinks he could stop me from coming along, what does he think me weak cos I am the shortest male here.) Harry thought gritted his teeth, he could feel his fangs wanting to come out as well as his ears itching to change, he hated when others saw him as weak little boy, oh he knew that was sometimes in his favour in getting people to underestimate him because of his looks, but it still made him pissed at times.

(Like I would trust him that caring look, I wasn't born yesterday, him and the so-called captain weren't to be trusted that is for saw, one after his captive and another was most likely to save her own skin, there is no way I am letting the both go off with Imam and the boys, especially Ali. There no telling what would happen to them if I wasn't there.) Harry sighed, his mind so deep in his thoughts he didn't notice one of the boys walking beside him, not till the little one grab his hand.

Holding in a jump he looked down and saw Imam's youngest holding his hand as they walked along, little Ail was smiling up at him before turning back to the front, Harry couldn't help smiling, he was beginning to get a bit of a soft spot for this little child, there was innocent radiating from his little form and that made both sides of him want to protect him and the others, even though he hadn't spoken to any of them in length he couldn't help but want to see them all safe, even Jack who still confused Harry's scenes.

As they pass by some pillars of sandy rock Harry could help the shiver that ran down his spin, the feeling of wrongness was coming from them and it set him on edge.

(There is danger here, and it isn't Riddick.)

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(ME) well I hope you enjoyed and like what I have added, I wanted a bigger part with Shazza and also the magic bag that will be coming into play a lot ^^ I have to say I cringed watching Riddick dislocate your shoulders, gets me every time lol

Again isn't Beta'd as they are still away but I hope I found enough mistakes so its readable. On a quick note, to those that are reading Dragonball/Harry crossover the update on that is going to be late though not to late ^^ also updates for all stories are going to be random so there could be 2 updates to one story a month to only one, it depends what's happening in my life and time. As typing I can do fast but editing well that takes the most time as I keep adding more and more lol

Well till next time bye bye for now ^^