Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Pitch Black. I do not make any money from this story.
Pairings: Riddick/Harry
Rating: M – swearing and sex scenes AO3
(ME) hello everyone ^^ here is another chapter for you all ^^ I know I am only doing monthly updates and I hope your all ok with that but with three long stories it takes time to write them and then edit them enough to send to my betas. Yes I have a beta for this and I thank them so much for going over it ^^ so a big thanks to Kakanaruiru ^^ also cos of the login problem this is a day late but its here now for all of you to enjoy ^^ oh and thanks to those that pointed out the mistakes before I will see go over them when I have a little more written down and go change them ^^
Ok I have taken enough of your time but before I let you read on the vote for Ali alive is at the bottom.
(Harry's Thoughts)
~Riddick's thoughts~
"Talking"
Chapter 6
Looking over the ship Harry was slightly worried. It looked like it had been sitting there for years, dust and sand was all that they found inside and Harry found it strange that the hatch of the ship was down.
He watched as Fry made her way inside and started to play around with whatever was in there. Harry didn't have a clue on how to work a ship, he couldn't learn when he was with Maz and his crew, not after telling them he had crashed on the planet.
(Something I need to learn. I can't rely on others to take me from planet to planet, plus it could be fun flying my own ship.) Harry thought, a small smile making it way onto his face. He did miss flying, it was the one thing that would lift his mood and make him feel so much freedom for a short time.
"We should be head back, there no juice in this baby but if I can get one of the ship power cells I can see if everything is up and running." Fry said to them as she walked out of the ship.
"We need tools to get the water flowing." Imam explained. He had tried to get the old machine working, but without the right tools there was nothing he could do. He was just thankful to Harry for the bottles of water, as all his family had drunk from them now.
"Alright, we're going to start to head back, get what we need and bring it back here." Johns said.
"Let's go then shall we." Harry said before taking Ali's hand and walking back the way they came.
He could hear the others following and not long after, Johns started walking beside him. The guy put him on edge. There was something not right about him and it made Harry wary but he couldn't let on for now, as it looked like others had already spotted his hatred from Fry.
It was quiet for most of the trip back, it was easier too as they had land marks this time to make their way back to the ship, the canyon and then the graveyard.
They were just coming out of it when Johns suddenly started talking to him.
"So why did you want to come on this little trip." John asked him, "I can understand the holy man and even the Captain but I don't see why you wanted to get away."
"The scent of blood was getting to me." Harry halt-lied, "plus I was no use back at the ship. Here at least I am another pair of eyes."
"Blood? I didn't smell any of that." Johns said. He was confused by this guy, he had beauty that most women and some males would kill for but Johns couldn't help feeling there was more to this pretty face.
"I've always had a good nose," Harry joked, he may not like this man but for now he would play nice.
"What'd you do before all this." Johns asked.
"Travelled mostly, I don't like sticking to one spot for too long." Harry said, another half-lie as he had only been on Mac's ship, but Johns didn't need to know that.
"I can tell you some places to head to," Johns flirted.
But before Harry could answer there were gun shots in the air and screaming. Johns shot forward and the others followed behind, Harry couldn't go to fast as Ali was clinging to his hand in fear.
Harry fell behind the others as little Ali was getting tired and starting to slow, hearing yelling up ahead and what sounded like fighting, Harry was quick in picking the boy up and rushing towards the others.
He had just tired around a corner to see Shazza going mad shouting about killing him, and being held back by Fry of all people.
(Oh my Merlin, Riddick.) Harry thought in shock as he saw the man lying on the ground in pain, just as he was about to step towards him, Shazza got free enough to send a swift kick to Riddick's head knocking him unconscious.
Harry growled and his eyes flashed red but no one noticed as Shazza was still screaming about killing Riddick and something about her Zeke.
Hearing a whimper Harry looked down to see Ali's head was buried in his chest in fright, everyone was shouting and panicking.
"Quiet!" Harry called out, but they didn't hear him over there shouting, this was pissing him off. First there was a man he had made out with not a few hours ago laid out on the ground, and he had a frighten child in his arms that was whimpering at all the shouting.
Harry had had enough.
"Silence!" Harry roared.
Everyone froze. Shazza stopped fighting with Fry and Imam, and the others stopped speaking and shouting, they all looked at Harry in shock.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Harry growled out.
"He killed Zeke! He killed him!" Shazza cried out though she didn't start fighting again to get at Riddick.
Harry knew he wouldn't get any more information from her, not with how hysterical she was. Fry seem to know this as well as she pulled Shazza away and back to the ship, the others not knowing what to do, followed. Harry placed Ali down and pushed him into his father's arms so he could be taken back.
Johns unfroze as well and started to drag Riddick back to the ship, so he could restrain him before he woke up again. Harry felt the blood rage coming close to the surface as Johns dragged Riddick into the cargo hold.
He took a deep breath and calmed down, he was glad his eyes only flashed red or he would be explaining a lot right now, and this wasn't the time. Hearing all that had nearly made Harry truly blew his top, it was taking everything he had not to kill Johns as he drug Riddick on the ground, knowing he had beaten Riddick. Shazza didn't help when she was still screaming to kill Riddick but he could understand that she wasn't in her right mind with the death of her husband.
(Merlin, I nearly gave myself away though. I need to keep this under wraps, but it's getting harder the longer I go without a full feed. What Riddick gave me wasn't enough) Harry thought, as he turned and made his way to where he could smell all the blood was coming from.
The scent got stronger, so strong that Harry could feel his fangs come out. Paying them no mind he came to the place where Zeke died, the first thing he noticed was all the blood on the ground and around a hole. There was no body though and Harry found that to be strange.
Jumping down into it, he moved closer to the hole and took in a deep breath. trying to block out the scent of blood to see if there is anything else. He could pick out Zeke's, and Riddick's, Shazza's scent was closer to the edge so he ruled out her scent and focussed on Riddick's and Zeke's.
Going closer to the dark hole, he found there was nothing of Riddick. (Meaning he wasn't close to Zeke when he died.)
(So if Riddick didn't kill Zeke, who did.) Harry though going closer to the hole, (and where the hell is the body.)
Just as he got closer to the hole to look inside he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He felt like he was in danger, like there was a predator watching him. Warily, he took a deep breath from the hole and the scent he picked up was Zeke and something else, something not human.
He had never come across anything like it, hearing a clicking sound suddenly he jumped back and stared into the darkness.
He wished he could use his other sight to see what the hell was in there but with all this sun light it would blind him within seconds. Louder clicking came from the hole and Harry couldn't stop himself from jumping farther from the hole. Everything inside him said fight or flight.
He chose flight.
"Fuck!" Harry growled out as he backed away from the hole as fast as he could. Something was in there and he really didn't want to find out what.
But he got the feeling that the 'dear Captain' would want know what had happened to Zeke when they realized that Riddick wasn't the one that killed him. He just hoped when it came down to it, she would be the one to enter instead of sending someone else down into the darkness.
As he made his way back to the ship, he passed the group that was standing around talking but paid it no mind. When he was inside, he didn't stop till he was near the area where Riddick had been chained up.
The man was slumped over and his arms chained away from in the form of a cross. Johns wasn't going to let him have the freedom of his arms this time. Looking the male over, he saw a bruise forming on his head as well as some small cuts he had gotten from his fight with Johns.
Opening his bag, he listened to make sure there was no one around before taking out his the glass case that held his wand. He could do it wandlessly but with how hungry he was, he couldn't chance it so using the wand was the next best thing, he didn't want Riddick hurt like this and healing the wounds would stop him from wanting to kill someone, namely Johns. Pointing his wand at Riddick he silently cast a mild healing spell, and the small wounds began to heal, the bruising on Riddick's head was the last to vanish.
Feeing happy that the man would wake without feeling any pain, Harry dipped into his bag again and took out a dragon hide holster, lifting the arm of his shirt he tired it around and place his wand inside it. He felt better having it close by after what he felt back at that hole.
Putting the glass case back into the bag, he closed it and moved to sit down. He sat his bag beside him and leaned back with a sigh, the shadows hiding him enough for others to miss him if they came so he let his guard down and relaxed, keeping an eye on the unconscious male.
He shook his head to clear it then leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees and placed his head in his hands while letting out a sigh. He was too stressed about everything, it was like one bad thing after another then an image of Riddick holding him flashed through his mind.
(Ok it hasn't been all bad but even that I didn't understand.) Harry was confused and wished he had his dad's and papa's words of wisdom to help him.
"Come on, I've lived more than hundreds of years, I shouldn't be this naïve about what's happening to me." Harry whispered to himself.
His emotions had been all over the place since the crash; the rage, the lust and the fear, it was overwhelming him and he didn't have a clue in what to do. He had never been through something like this before.
The memories of the rage he felt when he saw Johns and Shazza hurting Riddick confused him the most. He still didn't like how he was acting around Riddick, first that kiss and now the rage, like he wanted to protect him.
Letting out another sigh, Harry was so deep in his thoughts he wasn't paying attention what was happening around him and didn't see Riddick start to move as he came around.
Riddick held in a growl when he came to and noticed that he was once again chained up, and he could tell he wasn't going be getting free from this position without help.
A scent drifted to his nose, that heavenly scent that made him act so out of charterer that he had been shocked he wasn't fighting it more. Lifting his head he looked across from him and there, siting in the shadows, Riddick could clearly see his Vixen.
He could smell the confusion and turmoil that Harry was going through and Riddick didn't like the feeling it invoked inside him.
"Well, well, well…. What's my little Green-eyed Vixen doing down here in the shadows?" Riddick rumbled.
Jolting back in shock, Harry's eyes shoot to Riddick, only to be captured by gorgeous pools liquid silver.
(Oh Merlin those are his eyes.) Harry thought in shock. Heat began to rush all over his body and, with a slight blush on his cheeks, Harry got up from his seat and moved closer to the bound man.
He couldn't take his eyes off Riddick's, he had never seen eyes like that before, not even in the magical world.
Remembering what Riddick had said, Harry couldn't help but start flirting with the dangerous man.
"The shadows are where I belong, Riddick. I have lived in them so long that they are a part of me, but a friend once told me that I am also a being of light." Harry whispered, only a few steps away from Riddick now.
"In the darkness you can find light, in the light you can find darkness," Harry said, his voice getting softer then he stopped right in front of Riddick. He was so close he was standing between the big man's legs.
Leaning down, his lips were so close they were milometers from Riddick's, their eyes not leaving the others as their breath mixed, the tension was so thick you would need a diamond blade to cut through it.
"And I am both," Harry breathed, his lips nearly touching Riddick's.
"Your no human, Vixen, I know that, the darkness clings to you and the light welcomes you into its arms." Riddick said. He knew he only had to lean forward to claim Harry's lips once more, the sexual tension was getting higher and higher by the second but nether moved to break it.
"You're smarter than they think you are," Harry said smirking, "Yes I am nonhuman, have been for a very long time Riddick, so long in fact I can't remember ever being human."
Harry raised a hand and ran a finger over the side of Riddick's face, Riddick let out a growl and closed his legs around Harry, the muscles so tight that Harry would have some trouble in getting free, not that he wanted to.
Riddick took a deep breath of Harry's scent, could smell the burning lust that was nearly at its breaking point, but there was also fear, not of him but something, something that happened while he had been out.
"What's got you scared, Vixen." Riddick growled.
"How…" Harry broke off.
"I can smell it clinging to your scent like a leech." Riddick explained, leaning forward and moving his nose over Harry's.
"You were there when that prospector died." Harry said softly, not answering Riddick question, he needed to know what had killed the man. "Did you see what took him?"
Riddick eyed him but let it go, he would know soon enough. "So, you don't think I did it?"
Harry's lips curled slowly into a smirk.
"Come now, Riddick. You're an experienced hunter. Anyone in their right mind would realize that you could never be stupid enough to hide the body then stay at the crime scene to be caught. Not after you've just won your freedom, plus there wasn't a drop of blood on you, and no one could get away without getting some blood on them, not with how much was spilled around that hole." Harry purred as he ran his hand down the side of Riddick's face again.
"No. I didn't see it." Riddick turned his head to place an open-mouthed kiss on his palm before looking back at Harry as he took a shape intake of air, lust clouding the air around them more, "Is that what's got you scared?"
"There is something in that hole, a predator, it hides in the darkness and waits. Those clicking sounds sent shivers down my spine." Harry explained.
"Told the Blue-eyed Devil about those when he asked." Harry looked at him confused, when was that.
"I came to when he dragging me in here, bastard knocked me out after." Riddick growled.
Harry let out a small growl at that, though he was surprised at the anger he felt at knowing Johns had hit Riddick again.
"What hold do you have over me, Riddick?" Harry asked. Confusion flittered through his eyes briefly, "Why is it only you that sends the heat rushing through my body when so many others have tried and failed?"
A light frown appeared on his face though that didn't stop him from sliding his arms around Riddick's neck, bring them chest to chest.
"I was going to ask you the same question, Vixen." Riddick growled, taking in Harry scent.
"You draw me to you Riddick, like a moth to the flame, waiting to be burned…." Harry breathed, opening his mouth slightly and running his tongue over Riddick's lips to get another taste of the man.
"Will you burn me Riddick, will you set me aflame? Make me scream your name?"
Growling, Riddick captured those tempting lips before thrusting his tongue into Harry's mouth. Moaning, Harry moved as close as he could being trapped in-between Riddick's strong thighs, he moved his arms from around Riddick neck and let them roaming over the man's chest taking in every detail he could.
Slowly one of them wandered down until he bravely palmed a huge, very hard, straining erection that caused Riddick to almost roar in pleasure. Shivers went down Harry's spine at the thought of that inside him. Moans and growls came from both of them at that before breaking for breath. Riddick then went for Harry's neck, biting and sucking, trying to mark the pale flesh. Harry purred and moved his head to the side giving Riddick more room.
"You like this, don't you?" Riddick purred as he nipped the now red skin before licking Harry's right ear, his tongue trailing over the outer shell.
"Riddick," Harry moaned helplessly, and Riddick chuckled in the same ear before moving back to Harry's swollen dark red lips. Harry moved his arms back around Riddick's neck before pushing his hips into Riddick's, moaning as he rubbed his straining erection against the others, swallowing the growl that came from Riddick.
Just as things where getting hotter, they both heard fast footsteps heading their way. Breaking apart, Harry whimpered at the lost of heat. Quietly and quickly, he gave the larger man one last, sweet kiss.
"I won't let them leave you here," he whispered into Riddick's ear before moving fast into the shadows where Riddick could see him but no other. Riddick took this time to calm down and get rid of the lust that clouded his mind, he would play with his Vixen again later, for now he had someone else to mess with.
Harry took a few seconds to calm his breathing and heartbeat, he couldn't deny it anymore. There was no other reason why he would be acting like this with the other… Riddick was his mate.
It explained everything. Being drawn to his scent, wanting to be as close to him as possible and letting the man dominate him. Harry became pissed though when he saw fucking Fry storm into the room.
"So, where's the body?" she demanded. Getting frustrated when he didn't answer, Fry asked again. Still not receiving an answer, she let out a sigh and continued, "Well, do you want to tell me about the sounds? Look, you told Johns you heard something."
Still no answer came from Riddick and Harry was still pissed at getting interrupted for the second time.
"That's fine. You don't want to talk to me. That's your choice." She said seriously, "But, just so you know, there's a debate right now as to whether we should just leave you here to die."
She turned to leave, having enough of the man that she feared but also attracted her with his looks and energy. She'd nearly made it to the door when Riddick's voice stopped her.
"You mean the whispers?" Riddick said darkly, his words rumbling through out the silence room.
It sent shivers down the other two occupant's spines but Fry shook it off and turned back around to face him before walking closer. Though she was wary, he was a killer after all, she needed to know. Taking a breath she asked. "What whispers?"
Riddick held back a smirk. It was time to mess with this little blonde, she had interrupted his time with his sexy Vixen after all, plus he didn't like getting blue balls, so with that in mind he answered her.
"The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot, just to the left of the spine. Fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. It's a metallic taste, human blood. Copperish. If you cut it with peppermint schnapps, that goes away..." Riddick dark voice sent heat and shivers all over Harry's body, it was like dark chocolate mixed with a primal animal waiting to be let out. He was brought out of his thoughts as Fry's interrupted the rest of his speech and he let out a quiet hiss that only Riddick picked up.
"Do you want to shock me with the truth now?" Fry asked dryly, though both men could hear the anger in the tone of her voice, but under that was fear, fear of the man she was standing in front of. She would be even more freaked out if she knew Harry was behind her.
Riddick was getting to her and it made Harry chuckle silently in amusement at his mate's humour.
"All you people are so scared of me, but one. Most days, I'd take that as a compliment. But it ain't me you got to be worry about now." Riddick said, giving her a small clue, though he didn't think she would pick up on it.
"Show me your eyes, Riddick…" Fry suddenly asked out of no were.
Harry saw Riddick smirk as she asked this, she didn't notice it in the shadows but Harry could clearly tell that Riddick was amused by her request.
A little smirk crossed Harry's lips as he thought of what Riddick had planned for her, but when he took in a slight breath he could smell something under the fear she was pouring out, something that had rage burning slowing in the pit of his stomach, and that was lust.
"You'd have to come a lot closer for that." Riddick purred darkly.
Fry moved slowly closer to the bound man and though her steps were wary of getting so close to the Big Bad, she didn't let that stop her.
Harry felt his fangs grow in as more of her scent filled the room, he could hear her heat pounding making the blood rush through her veins. Running his tongue over his lips, he watched.
"Closer." Riddick whispered, she was nearly there, just a bit more.
Fry wiped her sweaty palms on her trousers, she was nervous but that didn't stop her from moving even closer, she was only a few steps away from him when suddenly, Riddick lunged forward as far as he could go with the restrains on his arms, his eyes shoot open and stared unblinkingly in hers.
She jumped back a few steps, her heart feeling like it was going to shoot out of her chest. Pounding so hard it hurt, but she barely noticed as she couldn't take her eyes off those liquid sliver pools that seem to stare into her soul. Moving backward some more, she nodding her head nervously.
As she backed away, she didn't notice Harry coming out of the shadows behind her, not until she backed into him and nearly screamed.
"Now what's going on here?" Harry purrs. Fry spun around in shock and gasped as she looked into the glowing green eyes of Harry. Suddenly a feeling of being prey hunted by a predator came over Fry.
Before she could answer, a voice suddenly called out behind them.
"Where the hell can I get eyes like that?"
All three look towards the sound, seeing the kid Jack hanging off a ladder.
"Gotta kill a few people." Riddick answered.
"That's okay, I can do it." Jack said as he hopped off of the ladder, excited to be talking to Riddick.
"Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they say you'll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor and you pay him 20 menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs." Jack grinned.
"So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark?"
Riddick turned to face Jack, smirking. "Exactly."
"Leave." Fry said harshly to Jack, having had enough. Jack ignored her and looked at Harry.
"Yours are awesome too. How do you get them to glow like that?" Harry smiled at him.
"Thank you. However, mine are little harder to acquire." Jack leaned forward, looking excited.
"Yeah?"
Harry looked at the boy calmly. He didn't think it would be a good idea to tell him the truth, not with the nosey captain around but he did want to mess with her a little seeing as there was still lust for Riddick around her.
"Yes. To get eyes like mine, you have to die and be reborn, all in an instant. Then you spend the next twenty years of your life being hunted by a madman, who wants nothing more that to see your blood spilled at his feet. He has to kill everyone you've ever loved and then go for you last, so that when you kill him by ripping his heart from his chest and incinerating his very soul to hell… you enjoy it. Then you spend what feels like eternity looking for that one person who can make you complete… make you sane again. That's how you get eyes like mine." Harry said, smiling like he was talking about the weather.
Jack stared at him in a mixture of shock and awe, Fry with horror, while Riddick's gaze was full of lust. Harry thought he did a job well done but it was time to throw Fry off some more, he didn't need her telling the others what he said as truth after all.
Harry let out a deep laugh at the looks on their faces, and he began his lie, "I was joking kid, I picked up how to use the light in such a way that it make it appear like my eyes are glowing. Learned it from my papa, he was the best at it." Harry lied though it was the truth about the bit about his papa. "His death glares were feared by even the strongest of men."
"Cool." Jack said in awe, he wanted to learn how to make his eyes do something like that.
Swallowing what felt like her heart at his first explanation, Fry couldn't help but feel that he was lying, but what part of was lie she didn't know, instead she turned to the boy on the stairs.
"Leave, Jack. Go upstairs right now," she said, her voice trembling slightly at the end. Though the boy didn't notice it, the men did, Harry had shaken her up a lot more then she wanted anyone to know.
Jack looked disappointed, before grinning at Riddick and Harry once more and turned and went back up the ladder, leaving all three of them alone again.
"Now that wasn't very nice 'Captain,' after all he's only a curious kid," Harry said dryly as he walked closer to Fry, making her feel trapped.
"As you were when you asked to see Riddick's eyes." he purred.
"W... what are you doing down here? You should be with the others, outside." she stuttered as she turned to Harry, watching him warily. Harry raised a brow at her stuttering.
"Are you scared of me Fry?" he asked with a purr, moving closer with each step.
"Or are you scared of what I know. Hm?" the scent of fear rose sharply, and it took everything for Harry to stop his fangs from showing.
"Harry!" A shout came from outside, they could all hear that it was Johns calling, though for what could be anyone guess.
With a smirk, Harry tilted his head and turned around, suddenly moving to go outside.
"I'll leave you two alone, for now. It seems Johns is calling. But we will chat again, my dear." Harry said before he was gone.
Fry let out a breath she had been holding before turning back to Riddick, not paying any attention to the smug smirk that was on his face.
Riddick hid how hard he was from the woman in front of him, he didn't need her to know that Harry's performance had made his harder than a rock, instead he turned back to her and turned her attention back to what they had been talking about.
"Did I kill a few people?" he said as he sat down again, his face disappearing in the darkness as he leaned back, leaving only his eyes shining out like two silver beacons that pulled at her.
It took a moment for Fry to remember their earlier conversation and she blinked at the change. He said darkly, "Sure. Did I kill Zeke? No. You got the wrong killer."
"He's not in the hole. We looked." She said loudly, her nerves on edge.
"Look deeper."
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(ME) ^^ I hope you like the changes and the little more I have added ^^ I didn't want to change to much but more cleaning it up, I had to stop myself from adding more or this wouldn't have been posted at all. Maybe when the whole story is finished I will make some little changes but for now I am happy and I hope you all are too ^^
Now for the vote for Ali alive or Die.
Alive: 33
Die 1
Wow you people really like the little boy, I must admit I do too hehe I can see Harry growing to love Ali. The vote is still up if you want a say in what happens to this little boy, will Harry fail in saving him or will Harry's magic come to his aid. but first its time for the hole of death ^^
Till next time bye bye for now