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
(Beta) Kakanaruiru, who is the best for getting these out so fast ^^
(ME) Well here we are. We're getting closer and closer now to where I first stopped ^^ the vote is in and now its time to learn Ali's fate, though from the vote a lot of you can already guess what is going to happen ^^ I want to say a big thank to all of you that are following and even favourite this I know I have said it before but I never thought so many of you would like this story I don't see myself as the good writer but I do love writing I do it everyday and knowing over 700 of you are reading this warms my heart and makes me want to write more for you to read, I guess that's why I started up other Harry Potter xovers and even more being done in the background like Hellboy and Howls, I even started the DragonballZ part to my DB story already lol I just can't stop and this one, the first of my stories is I have to say my most loved as Riddick and Harry are my most fav pairing and starting before PB and working through all the others is fun to do maybe I will later make another with these too though different hehe okay enough of me talking your ears off any longer, Enjoy the story.
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(Harry's Thoughts)
~Riddick's thoughts~
"Talking"
Chapter 9
As Jack and Ali made their way out of the room, Harry sighed and leaned back on his makeshift bed. From speaking to them, he had found out that the group was planning on going to the settlement and using that as a home base instead of the crashed ship.
He could understand that it was the best option open to them what with the ship wreck having nothing to help them stay alive or protect them if those creatures come out of their hidey hole. It was best to move to the settlement. ~Also I could have more time getting to know Riddick.~ Harry thought with a smirk.
Taking his mind off that subject before he got real problems, Harry turned his thoughts to what Jack had told him. He had said that Imam had found some kind of machine that could give them water and Fry was going on about taking a cell from the crashed ship with them to see if the skiff was flyable.
He had to hold in his rage when Jack mentioned her name. He didn't want to scare the kids, but that Bitch would get want was coming to her sooner or later. He knew she wanted him gone, that was clear to see when she sent him down the hole, but the bitch didn't want to get her hands dirty with the deed. It reminded Harry of someone from his past, a certain Headmaster, Harry would make sure she ended up the same way he did, 6 feet under.
His creature sides seemed to purr at that thought and they got even louder when the images of her dead body ran through his mind. Normally, Harry wouldn't hate someone so much, but the bitch rubbed him the wrong way and had done nothing in trying to make up for what she tried to do during the crash.
So deep in thought, Harry didn't hear the footsteps heading his way nor did he notice someone calling his name until they were right beside him.
"Harry?" Turning he saw Shazza standing across from him, watching him in concern.
"Sorry?" Harry said, clearing his mind of Fry's bloody form.
"Are you ok? I have been calling you name for a few minutes now." Shazza said, kneeling beside him.
"Yeah, sorry about that, deep in thought." Harry explained, before asking her. "So what was it you needed?"
Shazza looked down at the ground at first, Harry could see she was upset and from her scent he could pick up the deep guilt she was feeling, why she felt guilt, Harry didn't know but he was about to find out.
"I am sorry Harry, it is my fault you have ended up so hurt." She whispered, her hands clenched together as she thought of him nearly losing his life.
"Why are you sorry, Shazza, it wasn't you that wanted me to go down there in the first place." Harry said placing a hand over hers.
"I just wanted to know what happened to my Zeke so much that I didn't think there was something down there that took him." Shazza said, it was clear to hear how upset the woman was.
"Shazza," Harry said calmly. "It's not your fault. Me getting hurt was a shock yeah, but I am alive and now we know that there is danger under us."
She nodded her head, before looking up at him, his deep green eyes seem to calm something inside her, and slowly the guilt left, but there was still something she had to say.
"Thank you Harry, for finding out what happened to Zeke and making me stop blaming someone that had nothing to do with his death." She got out. The shock from earlier had faded and now she was scared and uncertain on what she is going to do but she had to thank Harry for finding out the fate of her Zeke.
She would deal with the pain later, when they were off this planet and safe.
Harry looked at her curiously, he hadn't told her what had happened to Zeke yet, so how did she know.
Seeing the look Shazza said, "Johns told us what you said about Zeke."
Harry cursed in his head, he knew Johns wouldn't have broken the news to her and the others gently. If only he had been awake, he would have told her alone and given her the support she need.
It was too late to cry over spilt milk though, but he can give her that support she needed now to let go of some of the pain she was holding in.
"I know this is hard for you Shazza and it will take time for the wounds to heal, but understand you are not alone here." Harry said to her gently, squeezing her hand.
Shazza looked at him curiously now, but nodded her head at him.
"I lost my dad when I was young, he was taken from me when he saved my life." Harry explained, it still hurt to think about that day but he wanted her to know she wasn't alone in her pain.
They sat in silence for a while after that. Harry didn't say a word as tears fell from her eyes, he knew no words would give her comfort in her grief, but by letting it out now, with someone that understood, was the safest time she could do so. She couldn't afford to let it cloud her mind, not when they didn't know if the creatures that took Zeke could attack at any time.
Slowly her tears dried and she took a deep shuddering breath before squeezing his hands in thanks and leaving the room.
Harry took a deep breath himself after she'd left. It had been hard seeing someone cry over a lost loved one, it brought the pain of his own loss to the forefront of his mind.
(Stop Harry. That pain will always be with me, but dad wouldn't want me to be thinking about this now, I just found my mate for Merlin's sake.) Harry told himself. Clearing his mind of all the painful memoires, he thought on the new ones he had now.
The kiss he had shared with Riddick and the fire that it sent through him, he had kissed other men before, but Riddick's kiss was nothing like theirs. It was all consuming, and lit something inside him that he had never felt before.
It was going to take some time to get used to having a mate, and not only that, but a mate that was wanted. That was going to take some doing in making sure his mate was never sent back to the slam.
If his magic worked as it should, he wouldn't have any problem keeping him out, but he still didn't have a clue what was going on with it. When they were safe and he could get some time alone, he was going to look into his library, he was lucky that his Goblin friends had placed all his and the few books he didn't have into a truck that had a library inside it.
There had to be some answers to what was happing to him in one of those books somewhere. It had been months since he had woken, his magic shouldn't still be unstable like it was, he couldn't have what happened in the hole happen again.
Not when it was life or death situation.
Sighing, Harry got up slowly, and looking down at his body, he saw that his stomach and shoulder were still wrapped in torn cloth. He could feel the wounds healing under the coverings and knew it wouldn't be long before they were gone.
Riddick's blood had given him all the energy he had lost, going so long without feeding, no other blood had ever made him feel some strong before, and he knew he would be hard pressed to feed from someone else now. Only in fighting would he want the blood of his enemies on his lips.
(And I have the feeling that's going to happen a lot with a mate like Riddick.) Harry thought, though he chuckled when another thought entered his mind, (And they used to say trouble always found me.)
"Harry." Imam's said as he came into the ship, "We are leaving now my son."
"Ok Imam." Harry said, as he moved towards the exit, grabbing his bag as he passed.
"How are you feeling?" Imam asked falling into step beside him, just in case Harry needs any assistance as they made their way out.
"Better that I was, Imam. Thanks for the help, before." Harry said to him.
"No thanks needed, my son, I am just thankful that you are feeling well." Imam said, "Once we are back at the settlement you will be able to rest more and recover you're strength."
"I am sure I will Imam." Harry said, "Though how much rest I am going to get is up in the air, with everything going on."
"We will make sure you don't have to overdo it Harry." Imam said placing a hand on his uninjured shoulder.
As they made their way into the light of the sun, one last thought entered Harry's mind, that made him smile, (With a mate like Riddick, life wouldn't be boring that for sure.)
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"I CAN WALK YOU KNOW!" Harry shouted for what felt like the hundredth time as he was dragged in the makeshift sled by Riddick.
But again he was ignored, they weren't going to let him walk with his wounds and that pissed him off, he felt like a burden lying here. When he had exited the ship he had been pointed to the sled that was attached to his mate. They had told him that he had to save his strength, and concentrate on healing.
Which they thought he couldn't do if he walked. Bastards.
The thing was, he was healing faster already thanks to his mate's blood that now ran through his veins, though he couldn't tell them he drank Riddick's blood. He knew it was going to be hard later when he forgot that he was meant to be hurt and started moving around as if he wasn't.
He didn't like feeling like he was a burden. He may not remember his childhood as much after all these years but that still affected him today.
Letting out another sigh, he knew for now he had to put up with it. Resting back against the makeshift bedding, he thought about what their situation.
As Jack had said they were making their way to the mining settlement the others had found during the Zeke debacle and would hopefully find a way to get off this damned rock. Also to make things better, Imam had found water and the settlement had private areas. Perfect for getting to know his mate better.
Pleasure ran through him down to his now hard cock thinking of that warm, hard body. And by the smug grin on Riddick's face when he turned to look at Harry, told him that his mate could smell it.
(Just you wait, Riddick. As soon as we are alone you'll be mine,) Harry thought as he licked his lips seductively back at Riddick.
Riddick turned back at the sound of something dropping on the ground in front of them. Turns out it was Paris's Scotch whisky; the idiot had dropped it. Riddick picked it up as Paris fell onto his knees to get it. (Good place for him.) Harry gave a small chuckle at that thought.
"Paris P. Ogilve. Antiquities dealer, entrepreneur," Paris said nervously with a small twitch, trying to act like he wasn't shitting himself as he faced the "Big Bad".
"Richard B. Riddick. Escaped convict. Murderer," Riddick said with a smirk on his face as he opened the bottle. Harry stopped listening to Paris's muttering as he watched Riddick down the alcohol. Harry couldn't tear his eyes from that lovely throat.
(Oh god… he's torturing me. And he knows that he's doing it, too, the bastard. A hot bastard but a bastard nonetheless,) Harry thought as he ran his tongue over his deep red lips, wishing to lick and suck that gorgeous skin.
(I'm turning in to a cat in heat. All I can think about is getting that hot body into bed,) Harry thought, as he was lied back down on the sled.
"Doing alright back there Vixen?" Riddick asked suddenly, hearing his mate shift about on the sled. He didn't mind pulling Harry, even though he'd said Riddick's blood was healing his wounds, he still needed to rest after his fight.
"You like tormenting me, don't you my Hunter." Harry said with a moan, "Just you wait till we have a free moment, there plenty empty homes at that settlement."
"Can't wait Vixen, can't wait." Riddick rumbled, and he couldn't wait, he still had blue balls from before, even thinking about it now was making his pants uncomfortable to walk in.
And he wasn't the only one, just hearing Riddick's dark voice made Harry hard. He knew that it was the bond wanting to be completed that was making them both horny as hell, until they marked each other it wouldn't end.
With a sigh, Harry closed his eyes to take a little nap thinking things couldn't get any worst.
How wrong he was.
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It was an hour before they reached the settlement and Harry woke from his nap just as Riddick came to a stop.
Harry turned in the sled and, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, took in the small settlement.
Yawning, he got up from the sled and was happy to see no one tried to stop him. Feeling the heat on his back getting more intense with the yellow sun, Harry reached down and opened his bag.
Placing his hand just inside it he thought of what he wanted and not a second later a white shirt appeared in his hand. Pulling it out, he placed his arms through the sleeves.
He was glad for his creature sides, but there were drawbacks to them as well. His vampire side meant that not matter how long he is in the sun's rays, he wouldn't get a tan. Sadly though, he could still get burnt if out in it too long.
Doing up the shirt buttons, he saw Johns come over with Imam and they both lifted the cell that Harry had been sleeping beside off the sled and dragged it towards the Skiff.
As Harry followed them, Imam turned as he was helping Johns and asked, "How are you feeling my son?"
"Better Imam, the medicine I took is helping it heal faster." Harry lied. He couldn't tell them that his shoulder and stomach were just about fully healed thanks to his mate and that he didn't find it so hard to move anymore.
"That is good to hear." Imam said happily as they stopped behind the skiff and placed the cell down.
"I will see if I can get the water running from the water fountain. From what I've seen of it, I can get it working again. There seems to be only sand and dust keeping it from working."
"That would be good, the alcohol won't stop us from getting dehydrated." Fry said, nodding to the holy man.
As Imam made his way to the machine with two of his sons, Paris came around the corner of the skiff, not looking impressed.
"Now normally I'd appreciate antiques, but this, this is something else." Paris said in dismay. He was not at all hopeful that Fry would get this off the ground.
"It will work." Johns said to him, looking up at the wings.
"Nothing we can't repair so long as the electrical adapts." Fry said coming out of the skiff with Jack.
Harry walked closer and came to a stop on the opposite side of Paris and Johns, looking down at the cell. He hoped the bitch was right, even if his magic was working fully he couldn't repair this ancient thing.
"Well it's not a star-jumper." Shazza said coming to a stop beside Harry.
"Doesn't need to be." Riddick said making everyone look up at him.
"Take a two-seater like this back up to the sole shipping lane, stick out a thumb, bound to be picked up," Riddick explained, like it was only a simple thing to do. "Ain't that right captain?"
Harry watched as Fry and Johns shared a look before she called out, "Can I have a little help here?"
Harry hid a smile as Riddick started walking over to them at a slow pace, like he was taking a walk in the park instead of scaring some of the survivors.
As Fry and Jack moved to pull the cell inside and Paris, seeing Riddick making his way over, moved over quickly and grab it from them.
"I've got it." Paris said taking the cell and pulling it into the skiff. He didn't want to be around the killer again, not anytime soon anyways.
Just as Riddick got close, John stepped into his way and stopped him. Harry had to stop himself from laughing as he heard Johns halt him like you would a horse, "Do me a favour, check these containers out and see if we can patch these wings up with something."
Riddick fixed Johns with a look. He knew why the cop wanted to keep him away from the skiff, but sooner or later he'd get a look inside and see what he was working with.
Walking off to have a look around, Riddick did as he was told but not before giving Harry a once over with Johns watching.
Seeing Harry's pretty blush and Johns' pissed look, satisfied him, for now.
"Harry, why don't you find somewhere to rest up?" Shazza suggested, she was worried about the young man over doing it.
"I had a nap over here but I will take it easy, Shazza," Harry said smiling at her. "Don't worry so much."
As the others went about their business, Jack and Ali walked off somewhere and Harry slowly followed behind. He didn't know why, but he felt that he needed to be near Ali.
At first, he was shocked to see Jack go into one of the homes with Ali, following behind them, he stood in the shadows and watched as Jack went into the building and came back out with something in his hand.
"I know you can't understand me but this will be so cool." Jack said to a smiling Ali.
On the table was a shaver and men's shaving foam, Harry raised a brow at that. Jack was still too young to have started growing a beard and he didn't understand why the boy would need the tools but it soon became perfectly clear.
Harry watched as Jack placed the cream on his head and then, with a mirror that was in the room, started to shave his hair off until he was completely bald.
"There, now no one will mess with me." Jack said happily, using an old towel to wipe away any leftover cream.
(Looks like someone's got a case of hero worship.) Harry thought laughing inside. He knew Jack wanted to get closer to Riddick, ever since he heard about him really, and it was cute that the kid wanted to be like Riddick so much, but it did send some worry through him as well.
He didn't know Riddick's past yet and he knew it wasn't going to be pretty, but there had to be was a reason his mate was a murderer. He got the feeling Riddick didn't kill those that were innocent, only those that tried to stop him from getting his freedom.
Hearing giggling, he looked up to see Ali laughing as Jack did silly poses. Shaking his head, it got even funnier when Jack picked up some goggles and placed them on his head and over his eyes, just like Riddick's.
It wasn't long before they moved on and made their way back into the sunlight, he waited till they left the room before following. He didn't want to spoil their fun by letting them know an adult was watching them.
His instincts were telling him to stay near the younger boy and he never ignored them as they have saved his life so many times.
Harry hid in the shadows with a little smile as he watched them trying to stalk Riddick as he move closer to one of the bigger buildings. They weren't doing a very good job of it however. With a quiet chuckle, Harry followed behind them as they moved closer.
Harry saw Jack move away from Ali to get closer to Riddick. Instead of following Jack, Harry went after Ali who moved to the other side of the building.
Even though he was staying near Ali, he watched Riddick out the corner of his eye. He watched as his mate kneeled down and picked up something that were buried in the dirt. One of the things he picked up Harry had no clue what it was, but the other item Harry knew very well, it was a pair cracked glasses.
They reminded him of his old pair but it's been years since he had them. He was happy he was free of them too as he would be blind as a bat without them on all the time.
Dusting his hand off, Riddick got off the ground and moved towards the doors, reaching forward he pulled at them, but they didn't budge. There sounded like there was a chain or something holding them closed, but it was locked from the inside.
(But who locked them?) Harry thought, as Riddick reached up and moved the cover aside to see the sign above the door.
A sharp whistle came from behind Riddick and turning, they both saw Johns standing there patting his leg like he was calling a dog over.
"Missing the party. Come on boy." Johns said, giving his leg one more pat before moving off, expecting Riddick to follow him.
Harry wanted to sneer at the audacity Johns had for treating his mate like some pet.
Riddick didn't move for a second, before he took a step forward and jercked the cover off behind him.
A gasp sounded and revealed Jack, who had been hiding under it.
"Missing the party, come on." Riddick said to him, as they moved off to wherever Johns was going.
Harry realised then that he hadn't been watching Ali. Turning around, he started sniffing the air and picked up the boys scent, following it around the building. He came to a stop in front of a hole in the wall, the metal was torn and looked like something had come out from the inside.
The hairs on the back of his neck rose as he started to get a bad feeling in his gut. Ali's scent lead inside, but there was another scent coming from in there as well, something he had smelt inside that bloody hole.
Harry tried to think fast, the scent inside was stronger meaning there was more and one being in there with little Ali and it was as vile as the beast he faced in the hole, but something nagged at him. It seemed different, younger.
Not pondering on it anymore, Harry quickly ran to the hole and cursed when he found it was too small for him to fit through.
There was only one way he was going to get inside. Closing his eyes Harry called his magic to him and in his mind a picture came to him. He had done this so many times before his sleep but he hadn't since waking, he just hoped it work.
Slowly, he felt his body beginning to change. It shrunk and fur began to spring out all over his body, there was no pain when three slick black tails sprang from his tail bone and ears grew upon his head.
A growl left his throat as he fell to the ground on all fours but instead of hands there were slick black paws with deadly looking claws in their place.
Where Harry once stood, a black three tailed fox the size of a wolf, with glowing green eyes was in his place.
Dashing through the small hole, he looked around him and nothing but saw machines. Lifting his nose in the air, he sniffed out Ali and, after picking up the trail of the small boy, ran towards him. As Harry came around a corner, he stopped sharply as he spotted little Ali looking to the slowly opening panels above him.
Turning swiftly back into his human form, Harry heard the something above them in the rafters, looking up he saw something clump together and moving.
(This is not good) Harry thought panicking. Not wanting to spook whatever was resting up there, he slowly made his way towards Ali.
Suddenly, the building seemed to come alive. The covering Riddick had pulled off had been coving the solar panel and now the ceiling panels began to open once more letting in the sunlight. Moving faster than the eye could see, Harry appeared behind Ali and grabbed him, pulling him back and into his chest, he quickly placed his hand over the child's mouth to silence any sound he would have made.
"Shh… little one, I'm not going to hurt you." Harry whispered keeping his eyes on what was above them.
Little Ali lost the tension in his body as he realised who it was, but he did become scared when he felt how tense Harry was.
Harry let go of Ali month and started looking around, Harry knew he didn't have long before the light disturbed the creatures from there sleep.
Quickly Harry searched for a way out, the hole wasn't an option anymore, it was too far for little Ali to make it.
There were upturned crates and boxes around them, he could see another door, but there could be other creatures inside so that was out.
Harry's heart began to race as the light filled the room and became closer to the nest above them. Time was running out.
Just as Harry thought there was no where to run, he spotted one of the crates turned on its side its contents spilled on the floor, it was bigger than the others and had enough room to fit both of them inside it.
(Hopefully the thick metal, will keep us safe.) Harry thought, bending down he hoped Ali understood him enough for this plan to work.
"Ali. When I tell you to move. You move, got that?" Harry said into Ali ear, feeling him nod back to him, he was thankful Ali understood what he was telling him. Taking in a deep breath, they both got ready to run as the panels open fully and sunlight filled the room. Its rays hit the rafters and the nest burst to life.
"MOVE!" Harry shouted just as the hatchlings swarmed after them, their screeching filling the air.
Both Harry and Ali ran towards the crate. Harry pulled Ali into the crate before slamming it over them just as the hatchlings swarmed around it, banging into the crate and scratching at the metal to get to the meal they knew was inside.
Harry held Ali, tightly to his chest, trying to block out the screeching and thumps against the crate.
He could hear Ali whimper and tremble in his arms, scared out of his wits, and Harry wasn't far behind him, he was terrified.
A little light came into the crate and Harry looked up to see one of the Hatchlings had cut a small hole into the metal, they were coming through.
Thinking quickly, he moved one of his hands from Ali and placed it on the metal. Making sure both of them were touching the walls his poured his power into his hand, praying that it worked. Around them the metal started to glow red with the heat and the Hatchings that had been clinging on the sides and resting on top started to screech even louder as they flew off the heated metal in pain.
Harry gritted his teeth in pain as the heated metal burned his hand. He knew he couldn't keep this up. The hunger these things were feeling was overwhelming and they weren't going to stop attacking the crate that hid them.
With a cry of pain he let go of the crates side. The minute he did that it began to cool now that its heat source was gone. The screeching and bangs became louder as once again the hatchlings covered the crate.
Ali cried out in terror and Harry had had enough. He hadn't escape from the big beast just to be eaten by their offspring. There was only one way he and Ali were getting out of this.
His Mate, his Hunter.
HE WANTED HIS RIDDICK!
Opening his mouth Harry let out a powerful roar that drowned out the hatchlings screeching.
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(ME) well Ali and Harry are in Danger will Riddick make it in time to save them both or will only one make it out alive. I have added more to this but it is like the other story but clearer I hope, I am glad the re write of this is going so well it's been a year since I started the rough drafts and now I am already up to chapter 9 in editing it. Yeah I do a rough draft move on than come back and edit before sending to my beta. It's the way I do things as I don't want to loss any of the plot ideas in my mind. Soon we will be on the new chapters and more shit our duo have to face and of course when are they going to get to a bed lol. So please Review and let me know how you are finding it.
Till next time bye bye for now…