Two of a Kind
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M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
3,407
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Don’t own it (PB or TCOR) – don’t sue – don’t make any money – what can I say Life’s a bitch!
Hey guys, I’m not sure how this is gonna go so bear with me….Any ideas?
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Chapter 4:
Riddick couldn't tell how long he'd stood there. He'd known about his heritage for so long - but the race was supposed to have been completely wiped out by war and plague he was he last one. As Riddick stood there he realised how everything began to fit into place:
As soon as he'd met Jack there was something about her that he couldn't shake - even though Fry was far more fuckable. Jack was different and he needed her; a feeling he'd never had before. As Riddick sat down he realised that he had left Jack on that planet; he knew that she had more of an effect on him than anyone previously a position he wasn't keen on being in. The fact that she was Furian made perfect sense, there was an undeniable connection between them, she even fought like him. But it was too easy, years of not trusting anyone had taught Riddick to question everything and he sure as hell wasn’t going to stop now.
'Why don't you have any of the Furian markings...apart from those' Riddick nodded towards her eyes, they were mesmerizing and Jack's appearance suddenly lost its jarring quality. For some reason Jack was suddenly nervous
'I'm not completely Furian; my father was Furian and as he escaped the planet he met my mother. My parents were killed when bounty hunter realised who they were - alliance medical units would pay more than both our bounties to run tests on either of them.' Jack said becoming increasingly more uncomfortable. Riddick knew that something wasn't adding up, but taking himself completely by surprise he rumbled softly
'Look Jack...I don't know what it is but if you want me to believe you, you need to be straight with me...I can protect you...' Jack smirked at this but didn't comment. She wouldn't look at Riddick, he got the familiar sensation of an animal being caged. Jack got up and began to pace, flexing her fingers as she did so – she really wanted to hit something. She looked over at Riddick, his face as nonchalant as ever despite the riot of emotions waging within, she wanted to be straight with him – had to in her present position. Taking a deep breath she sat back own.
'My mother...she was the last...Riddick you can't tell anyone...I-I'm half Furian...but my mother was from Old Earth' Jack whispered.
Riddick stiffened, the old planet had not been inhabited for centuries and the last humans no longer existed. But they were a prized species and there had been many expeditions to the planet had attempted to recover any existence of them had failed. If Jack was telling the truth, she was in serious danger if anyone ever found out who she was. Riddick, despite all his better judgement, believed that Jack was Furian; he didn't know why but his instincts were telling him that she was telling the truth.
'So that is why I don't have your skin colouring or the black hair.' She grinned slightly when she looked at his head, bald as it always was. Jack watched Riddick as he stared back at her, she could see from the clenching of his jaw that he was reeling from what she had told him;
(Fuck him – why, why does he have this effect on me? What fucking right does he have to get worked up by what I tell him? pussy! He ain’t got a clue, doesn’t know the shit that I’ve seen or done) She was seriously pissed at having told him everything; after having done anything to survive, Jack had thrown it all away by admitting her identity to Riddick; she now felt like she was naked in front of him When he didn't say anything but continued to stare at her, Jack became more nervous; the walls of the control room began to enclose and she felt caged. Jumping up Jack began to walk away but Riddick’s hand came up to stop her; Riddick could tell that Jack was becoming more uneasy, but he didn't know what to say - he was desperately trying to process the information. Suddenly the back of Jack’s hand came swiping down from nowhere, Riddick grunted at the force of the blow and spun his shiv up to draw a very thin line across her cheek. Jack growled as she reached for her own shivs however no further musings could take place when an alarm began to sound on the control panel;
Riddick leapt into the cockpit and began to type furiously on the computer. After a moment Jack sat quietly down in the co-pilot seat and pulled the navicomm system to her trying to detect what was the source of her discomfort; despite her present predicament there was another unease settling in her stomach - Riddick had apparently sensed it too as he furiously began to search the techostasis system. He eventually found the source of his angst; the short circuited wire had overheated others in its vicinity and the transporter's satellite destination unit had been scrambled.
'Shit' he mumbled as Jack let out a low whistle behind him. Riddick turned to look at her his eyebrow raised.
'Riddick there's a pirate ship on our trail...it's a big one and they should be here in 2 hours' Jack said, Riddick was amused to find that instead of feeling fear, Jack radiated excitement. He found it intoxicating to be around her; she was like an animal who had been denied a kill, she was like him and she was as sexy as hell.
He broke out of his reverie when she clicked her fingers in front of his face 'Dude, snap out of it...what are we gonna do?' Riddick turned back to the control panel weighing up their options; they could easily win against these guys but the transporter was not going to last much longer.
'We're gonna have to run - the transporter's system is short circuiting it won't make it to Peole.' Jack nodded at this and left the room, leaving Riddick at the control panel. She knew that she was still mad at Riddick, but right now survival was all that mattered and that was only available with him – personal problems would have to wait. Jack was also secretly pleased that Riddick was making plans for both of their escape; she couldn’t even begin to determine how she truly felt about Riddick, but one thing was clear though she would never admit it to herself – she was glad he was back in her life for however brief a period.
Hey guys, I’m not sure how this is gonna go so bear with me….Any ideas?
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Chapter 4:
Riddick couldn't tell how long he'd stood there. He'd known about his heritage for so long - but the race was supposed to have been completely wiped out by war and plague he was he last one. As Riddick stood there he realised how everything began to fit into place:
As soon as he'd met Jack there was something about her that he couldn't shake - even though Fry was far more fuckable. Jack was different and he needed her; a feeling he'd never had before. As Riddick sat down he realised that he had left Jack on that planet; he knew that she had more of an effect on him than anyone previously a position he wasn't keen on being in. The fact that she was Furian made perfect sense, there was an undeniable connection between them, she even fought like him. But it was too easy, years of not trusting anyone had taught Riddick to question everything and he sure as hell wasn’t going to stop now.
'Why don't you have any of the Furian markings...apart from those' Riddick nodded towards her eyes, they were mesmerizing and Jack's appearance suddenly lost its jarring quality. For some reason Jack was suddenly nervous
'I'm not completely Furian; my father was Furian and as he escaped the planet he met my mother. My parents were killed when bounty hunter realised who they were - alliance medical units would pay more than both our bounties to run tests on either of them.' Jack said becoming increasingly more uncomfortable. Riddick knew that something wasn't adding up, but taking himself completely by surprise he rumbled softly
'Look Jack...I don't know what it is but if you want me to believe you, you need to be straight with me...I can protect you...' Jack smirked at this but didn't comment. She wouldn't look at Riddick, he got the familiar sensation of an animal being caged. Jack got up and began to pace, flexing her fingers as she did so – she really wanted to hit something. She looked over at Riddick, his face as nonchalant as ever despite the riot of emotions waging within, she wanted to be straight with him – had to in her present position. Taking a deep breath she sat back own.
'My mother...she was the last...Riddick you can't tell anyone...I-I'm half Furian...but my mother was from Old Earth' Jack whispered.
Riddick stiffened, the old planet had not been inhabited for centuries and the last humans no longer existed. But they were a prized species and there had been many expeditions to the planet had attempted to recover any existence of them had failed. If Jack was telling the truth, she was in serious danger if anyone ever found out who she was. Riddick, despite all his better judgement, believed that Jack was Furian; he didn't know why but his instincts were telling him that she was telling the truth.
'So that is why I don't have your skin colouring or the black hair.' She grinned slightly when she looked at his head, bald as it always was. Jack watched Riddick as he stared back at her, she could see from the clenching of his jaw that he was reeling from what she had told him;
(Fuck him – why, why does he have this effect on me? What fucking right does he have to get worked up by what I tell him? pussy! He ain’t got a clue, doesn’t know the shit that I’ve seen or done) She was seriously pissed at having told him everything; after having done anything to survive, Jack had thrown it all away by admitting her identity to Riddick; she now felt like she was naked in front of him When he didn't say anything but continued to stare at her, Jack became more nervous; the walls of the control room began to enclose and she felt caged. Jumping up Jack began to walk away but Riddick’s hand came up to stop her; Riddick could tell that Jack was becoming more uneasy, but he didn't know what to say - he was desperately trying to process the information. Suddenly the back of Jack’s hand came swiping down from nowhere, Riddick grunted at the force of the blow and spun his shiv up to draw a very thin line across her cheek. Jack growled as she reached for her own shivs however no further musings could take place when an alarm began to sound on the control panel;
Riddick leapt into the cockpit and began to type furiously on the computer. After a moment Jack sat quietly down in the co-pilot seat and pulled the navicomm system to her trying to detect what was the source of her discomfort; despite her present predicament there was another unease settling in her stomach - Riddick had apparently sensed it too as he furiously began to search the techostasis system. He eventually found the source of his angst; the short circuited wire had overheated others in its vicinity and the transporter's satellite destination unit had been scrambled.
'Shit' he mumbled as Jack let out a low whistle behind him. Riddick turned to look at her his eyebrow raised.
'Riddick there's a pirate ship on our trail...it's a big one and they should be here in 2 hours' Jack said, Riddick was amused to find that instead of feeling fear, Jack radiated excitement. He found it intoxicating to be around her; she was like an animal who had been denied a kill, she was like him and she was as sexy as hell.
He broke out of his reverie when she clicked her fingers in front of his face 'Dude, snap out of it...what are we gonna do?' Riddick turned back to the control panel weighing up their options; they could easily win against these guys but the transporter was not going to last much longer.
'We're gonna have to run - the transporter's system is short circuiting it won't make it to Peole.' Jack nodded at this and left the room, leaving Riddick at the control panel. She knew that she was still mad at Riddick, but right now survival was all that mattered and that was only available with him – personal problems would have to wait. Jack was also secretly pleased that Riddick was making plans for both of their escape; she couldn’t even begin to determine how she truly felt about Riddick, but one thing was clear though she would never admit it to herself – she was glad he was back in her life for however brief a period.