Author: CathyJ
Genre: Sci-Fi
Rating: NC17 for smut, violence
Archive: Email me and we’ll talk.
Disclaimer: The characters of Riddick, Ripley, and Hudson belong to their respective studios, writers, and producers (and anyone who has rights to them). Kelly and the others and all Non-Pitch Black/Alien ideas/plots are my own. Respect them.
Feedback: Yes. Ganadokiller7(at)gmail(dot)com
Note: I know Hudson died in the movie but I like him & I brought him back, so SHADDAP! LOL.
Riddick vs. Aliens
Chapter one
Flight Commander Alesandra Hernandez sat in her pilot chair eating her MRE. 'Ugh, how can anyone live of this for months?' she asked herself. She choked down the rest of the powder "pork chop" and sipped her water. She saw the ship's destination come into view. She leaned over and pushed the button that linked to cryo-tube chamber number one. It buzzed and the tank shut off, returning the air pressure in the tube to normal. She heard a "THUNK" and began to laugh.
"Damn sleep mist side effect!" Space Commander Tank Hawkins rubbed his head.
The mist that helped galaxy travelers was new and had some side affects. One of them was being ripped from one's sleep causing their nerves to feel on edge, making them jumpy and shaky. Hence the THUNK. He opened the tube's lid and sat up to stretch. Tank stood and stepped out of his tube, adjusting his drawstring pants. He walked to the flight room.
"Well hello, Clarice," Ales said in her evilest voice. Tank laughed. His voice, and laugh, were very intimidating.
"Such a classic," he said referring to the movie 'Hannibal'. She nodded.
Com. Hawkins and his team were hired by the government to fly out to the planet WrenosB2 and rid it of the aliens there. The planet was purchased by earth and was suppose to be scouted by the government agency called 'EERD'. Earth's emergency relocation department.
When EERD sent satellites to its surface, what they discovered horrified them. It appeared that some life form once live on it, not to inhuman like, but was over ran by some alien life form. The most dangerous life form earth's ever dealt with.
The cloning department of the science group BIO-tech was also called into play for this mission. They're job; bring Ellen Ripley back to life for another confrontation. They enhanced her clone with a liquid called 'Lee Majors Plasma'.
It made the clone one hundred times stronger than any human. If they could rid the planet of the aliens, then EERD could begin development of its stations there to see if it was livable enough for humans. This would be where some human life would be sent to live and breed continuing the human race if there was ever a nuclear fall out or the planet was too polluted. Whoever inhabited the planet first had been very human like and that's what sparked EERD into scouting it.
Tank ripped off the top of his MRE and groaned. "How do they expect a man to REALLY keep up his muscle eating this shit? The taste is so bad I'd rather starve," he said.
Alesandra laughed. He grinned at her and flexed his bi's then his pecs. She laughed again at the faces he made. Tank was a huge man. He was about six foot seven inches tall and two hundred and ninety five pounds. He was the largest black man Ales had ever seen anyway.
"Should I wake the others?" she asked him. He nodded then coughed on his "chicken". She tried not to laugh. She flipped up a plastic cover that housed a green button. She pushed it and the cryo-tube chambers buzzed. The sleep mist tanks hissed.
"How long have you been up?" he asked her, wiping powder from his mustache.
Alesandra looked up thoughtfully. "Ermm.... about…five hours now I guess," she answered.
They looked up and saw Lt. Ripley’s tube lid open. She sat up, feeling her muscles cramp some. Another side effect. They vary from person to person. Some may not even have any. Ripley looked over at the separate cryo-tube chamber. She didn't like the passenger that they were made to bring. He was almost as dangerous as the aliens, or supposedly. She stood and slid on a pair of cargo shorts and joined Ales and Tank in the flight room.
"What's the status?" she asked, rubbing her cramping neck.
"That's our status," Com. Hawkins answered. He pointed to WB2 outside of the atmosphere shield of the ship.
"FUCK!" a man's voice called. They turned and looked over and out the flight room doorway. PFC W. Hudson was shivering like hell had froze over.
"Fuck, man, why do we gotta use this new shit!" he shouted. Tank laughed and called him a pansy.
"Hey Hudson, now I know what the 'W' stands for in your name.... WOMAN!" Tank called out. He and Alesandra cracked up, laughing their asses off. Ripley choked back a chuckle and turned to look at the planet again.
"Hey, hey Hawkins look at that," Ripley said pointing to the planet. Everyone stared, watching this massive black shape scurry across the planet.
"Sweet Jesus please let that be something harmless," Ales said.
"Doubtful," Tank said, turning back.
Hudson walked over to the separate tube. He looked at the man inside. He squinted, then shrugged. He scratched his balls and tapped the tube lid. The man sneered from behind the lid and thrust forward towards Hudson, causing him to jump back.
The man's restraints kept him from actually touching the lid. Hudson examined him closer, taking in what the guy could probably do to him. He stopped at the man's face. He scooted a little closer. The man's eyes opened. Hudson's mouth dropped.
"What the fu..." he mumbled at the shinning pair of orbs in front of him. He rubbed his arms trying to sooth the goose bumps he now had, not from the cold effect of the mist, but from the eyes that would now haunt him the rest of his life. He walked to the flight room's doorway.
"I think our surprise guest is gettin' rowdy. Should we let him out to play?" Hudson asked Tank. He was about to respond when Ripley spoke.
"Not just yet. I don't wanna cut this guy lose until we know if we'll need him or not. I've handled these creatures by myself, and with a child in my arms," she said, her cloned brain somehow remembering Newt. "Let's just make sure first. We don't need an added monster down there running loose."
Chapter two
The other members of Tank's team began to awaken, slowly but surely. There were seven people in all, counting the guy with the crazy eyes. Alesandra felt highly out of place. She wasn't from the Space Cowboy (or so SHE called it) company like Tank and his team was. She was also the only one with any Hispanic background, too.
The other team members gathered in the flight room, all but one of them suffering from the mist's side affects. "So, uh, whada ya think that big shadow was?" Space private Daryl Faznik asked, holding a rag to his bleeding nose. Tank shrugged.
"Maybe a school of those bastards. Maybe a mutation, a huge mother queen or something," he said. Ripley nodded in agreement.
"More than likely it was a school. They move together that way when they hunt. I guess we'll need our new friend after all," she told them.
SP Kelly Morris scratched her head. She'd watched the man being brought to the transport/cargo ship and then carted into the tube he now rests in. She didn't have any of the affects herself, but her big brother, Jordan, was suffering the worst. He had the shakes, nosebleeds, and the temporary amnesia.
He could remember most things; only certain details of the mission and stuff from back home were lost for a while. She had guessed that his reaction was so bad because he always had trouble from anesthesia. On the other hand, she herself could take anything. She smiled.
Kelly left the team talking about the mystery man and went to check on Jordan. His nose was red, but it had stopped bleeding. "Hey, feelin' better?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Yeah. So, we're here to kill some aliens, but, why?" he asked her trying to remember. She gave him a quick overview. He asked her about the man still in his tube. Kelly shrugged.
"He's here to help us if we need him. I honestly don't know why he's still restrained. They KNOW we need him," she replied, handing her brother a rag for his now, dripping nose. He accepted it and pinched his nostrils.
"Maybe he's dangerous," Jordan said. She nodded.
"He is, but he can't be that bad. A fine lookin' man like that must have SOME control."
The man smirked at hearing this. The woman's voice was drowned, and sounded somewhat far off but he could still hear her. His eyes roamed over her. She was a sweet one. He looked at her again. She was about five foot eight inches tall, about one hundred and thirty five pounds.
A little skinny, but cut. For someone with a muscular build she was rather curvy. He stared at her breasts, noting that they'd fit nicely in his massive hands. She looked up at him and saw he was staring.
Kelly watched him stare at her. She knew she should be scared, even after hearing about Hudson whine about nightmares from those eyes. She wasn't afraid though. She wanted to laugh in the guy's face. He was Jordan's size only, bald. They turned and saw everyone file into the chamber room.
"Okay listen up, ya'll," Tank said. "This..." he said pointing to the man "is Richard Riddick. He is one of the most dangerous convicts in the Milky Way, The Horace Plane, and The Wrath of Chimera galaxies. He's here to aid us in this mission because he escaped from a planet with aliens almost as dangerous as these. Possibly worse, but from what Lt. Ripley has told us, I doubt it. I'm here asking, would you feel comfortable with us letting him out now that you have this knowledge?"
His team and Ales looked at the man. "Um, I know I'm not a member of your space team, but I think I want him out. If he's got alien experience, too, then the more the merrier," she said. The others nodded in agreement. Tank walked over to Riddick's tube, examining his face.
He punched in the code on the security keypad to his tube and unlocked it. He didn't bother turning off the mist right then because Riddick was already awake. When the door had been opened, Riddick took them all in, getting a better view. Because Riddick's tube was upright, it had a door, not lid.
"Do you feel any of the side affects?" Ripley asked Riddick.
"No. The voices in my head were already there," he stated. Hudson made a face and the others were now a little edgy. Kelly only tilted her head to the left. She looked right into his eyes, challenging him.
She got up and took the keys to his restraints from Tank. He blinked moved back. Kelly removed his ankle chains, and then unlocked the chain around his right wrist. Riddick watched her the whole time. She finally pulled off his wrist chains and stepped back. Riddick looked at them all. He squinted.
He pulled out his goggles and then without warning, he jumped out of the tube, causing Jordan, Hudson, and Alesandra to jump. He regained his stance and walked over to a seat protruding from the wall.
"So, who's the leader of this so called space hero expedition?" Riddick asked.
"Well that would be me, convict," Tank said sarcastically.
"Hmm. I might've known, Tank," Riddick responded. His team and Ales looked at him, shocked. Tank sighed.
"Not now, Rich," he said, walking away to strap in. They were close to landing.
Ripley and a confused Ales walked to the flight room to get ready to land. Hudson sat as far away as possible from Riddick. Jordan strapped in next to Tank, but Kelly, she had to sit near Riddick. She was to seats away from him, to his left.
"So you're dangerous, huh?" Kelly asked him. He looked at her with his goggled eyes.
"What they say," he answered. She 'tsked'.
"You don't scare me," she said, daring him. A smile played across his lips.
"What an advantage for me," he told her, waiting for the piss to appear in her shorts. Her smirk only faded. 'No piss. I must be losing my touch,' Riddick told himself. He sat back and waited for the ship to land.
Chapter three
Alesandra and Ripley landed the craft without any problems. Everyone gathered in the arsenal room to stock up. Riddick pulled out a stone and began to sharpen his shiv. Tank watched him.
"You'll need more than that, Rich," he said. Riddick smirked at him.
"Mmm, no," he replied. Ripley pulled a prototype fifteen flamethrower. It had a full "tank" of kerosene. She thrust it at Riddick.
Sneering at her he took it so they'd get of his back. Jordan loaded Kelly up with weapons. He gave her an Uzi, .45 caliber. It shot nine hundred rounds per minute. She blew the sub-machine gun a kiss. She then examined the open bolt that would make it shoot so fast when she pulled the trigger. She hooked herself up with the type fifteen flamethrower and a grenade launcher.
Riddick watched her, taking in her movements. "Hey commander, you like the Uzi or Mach 10?" Hudson asked him. Tank looked up and watched him strike a pose with each gun.
"Man, take the Uzi, you can't hurt those things with a Mach. Better yet, take this." Tank bent down and unlocked a compartment below the ammo boxes. Everyone watched as he pulled out a sonic pulsar.
"What the fuck is that?" Faznik asked. Tank smiled.
"A one eighty sonic pulsar. It's infrared. Seeks out heat up to fifty yards away. I'm not suppose to be givin' you all these, but, after what I saw on the surface of this beast, we'll need 'em." Everyone took the weapons of their choice and went to the hull ramp.
For such a large ship it was a small ramp. Hudson stood behind Kelly, examining her ass. Riddick turned his head to the left, staring at him. Hudson chuckled and nudged Riddick, pointing to her ass. When he saw Riddick wasn't laughing, he stopped.
"Everyone gotta motion detector?" Ales asked. Variations of 'yes' rang out.
"Okay. Ripley, Ales, Hudson, you all take sector one in the basement of the station. The rest of us will take all of level one," Tank barked out. They set their head coms for channel ten and split up.
"Faz, stay here. We need someone her to monitor us," Ripley said as he tried to follow them. Letting a loud sigh, he turned and marched up the ramp.
"So, Tank, why they send you out here with such a small team?" Riddick asked. Tank shrugged.
"Maybe they didn't know there were so many freaks on this planet. It's hard to tell, Rich," Tank answered. The entered the first level of the station. It was mainly a cafeteria. Everyone walked, silently. Bodies lay everywhere.
"Ugh," Kelly choked out on the sight. Riddick moved closer to her as if he were about to comfort her. He didn't. His mind subconsciously wanted to make her feel safer. Dry blood covered the floor and walls.
"Do we know what we're lookin' for?" Jordan asked. Tank laughed.
"Something frightening. Something even Riddick might fear. Whatever you do, don't get to close to them when you shoot. Ripley said their blood is acid. They bleed green," Tank answered.
Kelly and Jordan began humming the 'D-Generation X' theme song at the thought of bleeding green. "SUCK IT!" They simultaneously cracked, remembering the old wrestling programs on Rerun City, a station reserved for repeats. Everyone laughed except Riddick, but what else is new.
"Hey there big evil don'tcha got a sense of humor?" Kelley asked him. He looked at her. He grabbed her arm and yanked her to the side. He aimed his flamethrower at the face hugger flying through the air at them and pulled the trigger. It fell to the floor in ashes.
"Ha ha," Riddick chimed. Kelly blinked. "Damn," she said. "Fuck, okay let's get the fuck outta here these motion detectors are malfunctioning," Tank said. They turned to leave and stopped dead in their tracks.
Two massive beings blocked the doorway of the cafeteria. "Shit," Jordan muttered. The aliens climbed the wall and two more appeared, scurrying through the door.
Riddick backed against his team, pushing them back. He took the Uzi from Kelly and began shooting. After the shock wore off, Jordan and Tank began shooting. The alien’s screams rang out with the echoes of the gunfire. Kelly pulled up her pulsar and aimed at the alien moving towards her. "SWIOOSH!" A purple beam shot out of the barrel, scorching the alien.
A second later, the creature blew up. Kelly was knocked on her ass from the force. Riddick ran over to her and grabbed her ankle pulling her away just in time. An alien dropped from the ceiling, missing Kelly's head by less than a foot. It looked up at Riddick, hissing as another mouth protruded from its teeth.
Riddick aimed the Uzi at the creature and shot it. Acid flew everywhere, hitting him in the arm. "AH! SHIT!" he cried out. His skin bubbled and blood ran out of the wound.
Tank and Jordan were able to finish off the other two beasts using the pulsars. "Ripley come in! RIPLEY!" Tank shouted into his headset. Static filled everyone's ears in their own coms.
They could hear gunfire and they scrambled out to the basement, Riddick in the lead. He stopped them, turned and put his finger to his lips. He pointed to an alien climbing up an airshaft, leaving the room. They quietly moved on and descended the stairs to the basement. All of a sudden, Hudson burst through the emergency doors and began screaming.
"GET THE FUCK OUT, MAN! THEY'RE FUCKING EVERYWHERE!" He was bleeding from his shoulder and he ran past them, vomiting on the catwalk. Kelly watched him for a second then followed the rest of the team in.
Riddick traded Kelly weapons as she was too small too handle the pulsar. Ripley rounded the corner, reloading her Uzi.
"Tank they're fuckin' everywhere! We need to shoot some grenades!" she yelled over top of Ales's gunfire. "UGH!" Ales said as she appeared, falling to the floor. Her shirt was being eaten up and it was beginning to cling to her skin. Moving quickly, Jordan ripped it off of her, managing not to tear her skin too bad. He helped her up.
"Everyone get back!" Riddick spouted. He leaned around the corner and set the pump for the launcher at the farthest distance it could shoot. He pulled and released the trigger five times, shooting them about thirty yards away. Everyone scrambled out, on the way grabbing Hudson's limp body. He'd passed out from shock.
A loud explosion rang out into their ears. They all fell to the floor, Jordan on top of his baby sister and Ales. Tank landed on Ripley who landed on Hudson. Riddick bent over Jordan, his arm shielding the man's head. Flames went over their heads, and screams filled their ears. When it was over they ran to the ship. The first thing Ripley did was enter the surveillance room, fuming.
"FAZNIK WHAT THE FUCK! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US WHAT WAS GOIN' ON! YOU'VE GOT A LINK TO THE WHOLE STATION! FAZ!" Ripley turned his chair around. There, Faz's body, or what was left, slumped to the floor.
Chapter four
The team searched the ship, checking for aliens. When it was clear, they double checked the cryo room then closed the ramp. Tank and Ripley sat in the flight room discussing how to fix the motion detectors. Jordan and Ales were tending to Hudson's lifeless body. He still hadn't woke up from the shock. Riddick was in the med room, examining his arm. He nibbled his bottom lip, searching for disinfectant for it.
He stopped when Faz's lifeless arm fell of the slab his body was laid upon. Riddick shook his head and replaced it under the sheet. He stood up when he saw the bottom cabinets only housed gauze.
"Fuckin' two bit racket," he cursed about the mission. He turned and his gaze met Kelly. She stood in the doorway, her face expressionless as his.
"Try the fourth top cabinet. Where I put the shit when we left," she said dryly. Riddick opened it and pulled out a bottle of peroxide based wound cleaner. Kelly walked over to him and sat him down. He only let her because he was so tired from saving everyone's ass.
"What did you do to get locked up?" she asked him, breaking the irritable silence. He tsked.
"Nothing you wanna hear about," he replied. "Okay so then tell me how you know the commander," she said. Riddick tilted his head back and watched her pour the liquid into a wound rag.
She took his Adonis like arm in her hand, gently pressing the rag to the burn. Riddick clenched his teeth, listening to the bubbling sounds from his arm. Kelly blew on it, causing goose bumps to appear. Riddick looked at her through his goggles.
"Tank and I were in the intergalactic war of 2239 together. It had been several years after I escaped a planet with similar monsters on it. We led our platoon to a victory over the Huzaries, from Jupiter. At the celebration, we were attacked. The space bar we were drinking at was bombed, and I was pinned under the rubble. Tank was running off when he heard me calling him. He came back to get me but stopped as the second Huzarie squad came up over the hill. He ran. Like a little bitch. Left me there. Satisfied?"
Kelly mumbled a sorry and turned her attention back to his wound. She watched him remove his goggles. "What are those for?" she asked. Riddick turned to her, sneering.
"Why are you askin' me so many fuckin' questions?" She shrugged.
"I guess if you must know, they're protection for my eyes. From the light. Why I got this glow," he said bugging his eyes out at her.
"When you've been locked down in the slams that I've been in, you come to the realization that you need sight in the dark, more than the light."
Kelly covered the burn with Nenzitine, a cream to keep it clean and kill germs she may have missed, and dressed it. Riddick watched her. Her touch was so soft on his skin.
"There," she said smiling. Her head came up and they were eye to eye. Her smiled faded as she felt a fire flow through her bones. Riddick blinked slowly, clenching his teeth. He'd not been with a woman in a long time. He couldn't afford to start something now. Not here. He looked down.
"Thanks," he muttered sourly. He stood and left the room. Kelly made a disappointed face and occupied the seat he left. She looked at the form on the slab. She cried.
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"Hey commander, why did those things blow up after we shot 'em with the pulsar?" Jordan asked. Tank spat onto the floor, the taste of blood in his mouth. He'd been arguing with Ripley and for some reason she hauled off and uppercut him.
"The pulsar sends a laser infrared seeker out to an object. The purple beam. It uses the objects own heat against it, catching it on fire. Then, once the pulse flushes through the object, it then uses the heat to expand, causing the object to explode," Tank replied.
"So it's kinda like helium. In the cold the molecules shrink and in the heat they expand," Alesandra said. The commander nodded.
"Right. The pulse keeps expanding until the object explodes," he said. They looked up as Riddick entered the room. He searched them all over with his eyes, the shine making them all uneasy.
"Okay so, do we go out without the motion detectors? We have no way of sens--" Ripley was cut off by Riddick's laugh.
"And just what the hell is so funny, Riddick?" she asked. He shook his head.
"I don't know about the rest of you but I'm gettin' the fuck off this planet. I've been through shit like this before and I ain't gonna play hero again," he said referring to the grenade attack he'd made.
"Oh you think you're just gonna fly the fuck off and leave us?" Ales said angered. He looked at her.
"Yes," he simply said. Tank laughed.
"Oh now I don't think so, Rich. You see, the controls for the ship are labeled wrong. Which means that, when you think you're applying the break, you could be opening the hull. And I know that would suck. Only Alesandra, Ripley and I know what does what. Company rules when they found out you'd be c'min along," he told Riddick. He smirked. He didn't believe it.
"Okay, let's get something to eat and get ready to go out again. I think there's some soup in the ship kitchen. I'm sick of MRE's," Ripley said. The team trooped out but Riddick hung back.
He went into the flight room and searched for the room's inner mini spotlight switch. When he found it he flipped up the switch. The ships outside headlights came on. He growled.
"FUCK!" he shouted. 'Tank I'm gonna get you for this, and for the Huzarie incident," he thought. He went to get some food. He walked up to an awakening Hudson.
"Ohhhh, fushie," Hudson said sitting up. Riddick laughed at him. "Soup in the kitchen," he told Hudson.
"Ugh, man, don't talk about food," Hudson said clutching his still very ill stomach. Riddick cackled and left. Hudson watched him.
"Glad you're up," Kelly said. He waved to her. She walked over from the med room and handed him some fizzy tablets for his belly.
"How can you feel for that guy?" Hudson asked her. Kelly looked at him, surprised.
"What?" she asked half laughing. "C'mon, Kel, I can see that shit," Hudson told her. "I honestly don't have a clue what you're talking about." With that, she stormed off to shower.
Chapter five
Riddick belched and rubbed his tummy. He scarfed down the soup and crackers they had so he'd have some time to relax before they went out again. He walked into the cryo room and saw Hudson hooked up to the muscle treatment chair, getting a massage.
He smirked and removed his goggles. He tossed them onto a chair then his tank top was next. He suddenly felt the urge to piss. He entered the ship's lavatory and relieved himself quietly muttering an 'AH' from his lips. He put his cock away and walked to the back of the lavatory near the showers.
He ducked quietly into the shadows against the wall where a broken light hung from the ceiling. Kelly was stepping out of the shower, her body glistening from the water droplets on her skin. Riddick watched her.
His dick began to harden as she applied lotion all over her body. His mouth fell open as she rubbed the pink goo over her breasts, causing his cock to ache. He rubbed himself trying to sooth the feeling. 'I can't take it anymore,' he thought.
"You know you should be more careful about where you stand around naked," he said. Kelly jumped and her feet came out from under her. She fell hard on her rear. She heard Riddick chuckle as she scrambled for her towel. He walked towards her slowly, steadily.
"You always lurk about in dark corners?" she asked him bitterly, trying to sound angry. Riddick knew she was faking.
"Best way to observe everything," he said. He held out his hand to help her up. Kelly stood and accidentally brushed against his stiff cock. She took in a short but sharp breath. She looked in his shinned eyes. "Do I turn you on?"
Riddick smirked. "I think the question is...do I turn YOU on," he replied. In one quick swift movement before she could even blink, he had her on the floor. He pulled up her right leg and placed it on his shoulder. He slid his hand up and down her outer folds, nudging her clit once or twice. Kelly let a little moan escape her throat.
"Mmmm, I'll take that as a yes," he said, feeling her wetness. He pushed a finger deep inside her, twisting it all about. Kelly began to pant softly. Riddick inserted two more fingers. She was tight around him. He leaned down and licked her clit, moistening it so he could caress it with his thumb.
Kelly jumped and looked at him. She brought her leg around his neck, pulling his head between her legs. He chuckled and began licking her as slowly as he could.
Without warning, he clamped onto her like an eagle on it's food, his mouth the talons and her pussy his prey. Riddick dug her out with his tongue, pushing back in deeper each time it slid back in. "God, Riddick!" she said in a high-pitched whisper.
Riddick moved his head up onto her clit, grasping it with his lips and he began to suck it. He jiggled it, jolting her in pleasure. He pressed his mouth onto her as hard as he could and shook his head back and forth. Kelly's legs tightened a little more around his head.
She reached down and began stroking the baldness with her hand. Riddick moaned into her while he moved his head back and forth. Her nails dug into his scalp, causing him to moan deeper. The vibrations moved through her body like her blood. She cried out and her hips began jerking into his jaw.
Riddick moved his head faster and moaned deeper, reinserting two of his fingers in her. He rubbed the top of her walls just beneath her pubic bone. He'd found her g-spot. Kelly's eyes rolled up in her head and she began a pant-moan variation. He looked up at her.
Tears began to flow from her eyes down her temples from the pleasure. She'd never been ate that way. This man knew what he was doing, for sure. Riddick let one loud moan into her clit at this sight, his fingers moving faster. He felt her tighten around him just as something wet shot out and hit his neck.
"UHHHH!" Kelly cried out, following up with a loud moan. He pulled her closer to his head and ground his face into her harder until her body thrashed, trying to get away. Finally he stopped. He licked his lips and wiped his mouth while he inhaled in his nose deeply. 'Hmm, head or sex?' he asked himself. Riddick suddenly remembered the sticky, hot liquid on his neck.
"You're one of those, huh?" he asked her through his grin. "One?" she said, panting. "A squirter?" he asked a little clearer this time. Kelly shook her head. "No that would be my first time," she said. Riddick smiled widely. "Sweet," he said.
He stood and unzipped his pants. He yanked them off and began stroking himself at the sight of the swollen, wet pussy in front of him. Riddick leaned down and pushed his cock in as far as she'd allow. His face tensed up with pleasure and a grunt was released from his throat. Kelly's eyes began to water again.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked, his voice a little concerned. "No," she told him breathlessly. 'Did I detect a little compassion there, Riddick?' she asked herself. He began moving back and forth, her juices soaking him.
He ran his tongue up the bottom of her right breast and followed a trail to her nipple. He pinched the nub in his lips and pounded into her loins. Kelly's body moved back and forth on the floor with his jack hammering. Riddick licked and sucked her breasts, bringing his hands up to them to play. They looked at each other for a second. He slowed his pace and repositioned, pulling her up into his lap. Kelly wrapped her legs around him and laced her arms around his neck. Riddick held her ass.
His mouth found her neck and his tongue played around it, then stroked her earlobe. "MMPH!" he groaned in her ear. Kelly let out a moan and moved herself on him faster.
"You like that?" he asked. "Uh huh," she whined out in a moan. He folded his arms around her, snaking them up her back until his hands gripped her shoulders. He pulled her down harder on him.
"SSSSS-SHIT!" he said feeling his orgasm coming. Sensing this, Kelly became even more excited and her walls tightened on his dick as she came herself. Riddick let her lay back down and slid out of her when she was done. He grabbed her hand and put it around his cock, making her stroke him. Kelly moved her hand back and forth as fast as she could, squeezing him, then caressing his balls.
"UGH FUCK WOMAN!" he said as a stream of cum sprayed all over her.
Riddick's body jerked and he sat down, leaning back on his hands. The only sound in the room was their panting. He stood and returned his pants to his body. Kelly watched him walk towards the lavatory exit.
"Oh you always fuck a woman and walk off, not saying anything?" she called out annoyed.
"You always fuck a man you've known for less than five seconds and expect him to say something after?" he retorted. Kelly winced and her emotions took over.
"Shithead," she muttered, refusing to cry. She stood and took another shower, not able to hold back the sobs. Riddick peaked around the corner of the doorway, her sobs striking something in him he'd never felt. He watched and listened as they became a little louder. He started back in but decided to leave it alone. He walked away, wondering what emotion this woman had brought upon him.
Chapter six
Everyone gathered in the surveillance room to discuss what to do next. Ripley and Alesandra occupied the chairs and everyone else stood. "Okay so, I think that there are too many of these things to just go out and kill so why don't we go plant a few thumper bombs and set them to blow on a timer?" Ripley finally said. Tank nodded.
"I'm just a private so you all are gonna have to tell me what a fuckin' thumper bomb is," Kelly said pissily. Ripley, Tank and Ales looked at her. They didn't know what her problem was but it was working their last good nerve. "A thumper bomb is a bomb you put in an open space and can be triggered by a timer or a remote. It's not as harsh as a nuclear weapon but it does the job. It could be compared to the H-bomb," Riddick said. She scowled at him.
"That still DOESN'T explain WHY it's called a thumper bomb if it DOESN'T THUMP!" she hissed. Riddick's upper lip twitched in anger. Hudson stood between them.
"The bomb is called that because when it detonates the series of explosions it releases from the casing come out like a bombastic wave of thumps. Now, can we cut out this estrogen-testosterone war and get the fuckin' groove on?" he asked.
Jordan looked from Kelly to Hudson then to Riddick. They agreed that Tank and Ales would stay behind and monitor what was going on. The remaining team loaded up on everything they carried before including a few thumper bombs.
Jordan managed to get one motion detector working and being that Ripley was in command of the team, since Tank is staying, she took it. The men carried the pulsars since the women couldn't stay on their feet to use them. They hiked out of the ship and up to the station's rest quarters on the third floor. The second floor was mostly storage and they didn't want to get caught there with those creatures. The elevator doors opened and Hudson poked his head out and looked to his right, then left. "Clear," he said.
They filed out of the elevator in a not so orderly fashion. Their head coms cracked and Tank's voice came on. "Okay sweethearts, it looks like you've got some movement in the eighth room down on your left in the direction your heading," he told them. They moved in.
Ripley’s motion detector beeped, showing something small inside the room. They positioned their weapons and Hudson kicked in the door. They aimed as he pulled back, the door hitting the floor with a loud THWACK. But there was nothing....
Chapter seven
"Tank are there any other ways out of this room that you can see?" Ripley said into her head com. Static filled everyone's ears in their own sets. "No, Ripley. I don't see any other way out except the door," Tank replied. The team turned back around and cautiously moved toward the room. Without warning, a face hugger jumped up and out from behind the bed straight towards Kelly. She held up her flamethrower and scorched the beast.
Jordan smiled as his sister spat on the ashes. "There's my girl," he said. Riddick wasn't going to show them he was a tad proud also. He just moved up next to her, examining the hallway that led just past them. He felt something coming. For the first time since they'd landed he could feel it.
"We gotta go," Riddick said. They looked at him. "We can't leave without planting the bombs," Hudson replied, trying to sound reasonable. He just wanted to choke Riddick right about now. Ripley's motion detector began to bleep. "Oh my god," she said, watching the massive blip on her detector screen. She pushed passed everyone to the opposite end of the hallway. The motion detector showed movement there too.
"Alright this is it! We have no way outta here so we either stand and fight, or die," she told them. They aimed their weapons and split into two smaller groups, each facing one end of the hallway. "Ripley, where are they!?" Hudson shouted. An alien jumped at him from around the hallway corner, hissing and drooling as it tried to take him down. Hudson pulled the trigger on the flamethrower. The blaze fired out and up the creature’s body, but it didn't kill it.
Jordan stood next to him and they opened fire on the monster. By the time they gunned it down, five more appeared on their side, facing them, shit-eating grins on their faces. Jordan peaked over his shoulder at Kelly, Riddick and Ripley. There were about ten on their side. Hudson pulled up his pulsar and aimed it at the closest alien.
"DIE YOU FUCKING BITCH!" he called out to it. It screeched at him and moved forward, but then purple pulse entered it through the belly causing it to shake involuntarily, then explode. Jordan laughed at Hudson and pulsed an incoming alien. Two down, three to go. One of the creatures clung to the wall then scurried up to the ceiling trying to get in between the team.
Hudson aimed his pulsar at it. "YEEE HAAA!" he cried out as he pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. "SHIT, MAN!" he yelled at Jordan. His wouldn't work either.
Riddick slung his pulsar off his body and held it towards the three beasts, now only eight yards from them on his side. He squeezed the trigger and watched as the beam engulfed one of the animals.
When it began to shake, he moved the beam to the next target, not releasing the trigger. Both of the aliens exploded, sending a massive wave of acid their way. Ripley grabbed Kelly and slung her into Jordan. "Riddick look out!" Ripley called out. He ducked but a large pool of the acid still caught his shoulder.
Ripley opened fire on their side while Jordan and Hudson were busy on theirs. Kelly freaked out as she watched Riddick's shoulder bubble up and smoke. She ran over to him with a black bandana in her hand. She furiously wiped and mashed the wound, trying to make it stop. This caused Riddick to roar even louder. He pushed her off of him.
He stood back up and grabbed his Uzi. He began to lick shots out everywhere, seething as he killed two more of the beasts. Kelly finally snapped back into her head and shot along side him. They managed to kill every single one of the monsters, only having to reload once between each of them.
They turned around, preparing themselves to help Hudson and Jordan. Ripley's eyes bugged out and Kelly clutched her stomach and fell onto the wall. Jordan knelt by Hudson's side, holding his hand on what was left of his body. His abdomen had been ate away by acid and his ribs were smoking a little where it was trying to devour the bone.
Riddick watched as the flesh disintegrated before his eyes. The skin melted and there was now a huge whole where Hudson's insides use to be. 'No muscle treatment chair gonna fix that,' he thought. Riddick shook his head in amazement. "Let's plant the thumpers and get the fuck of this planet before we end up like him," he told them.
Ripley nodded and bent over Hudson's body to retrieve the bombs. She handed them to Riddick and stretched her arms. She stopped dead in her tracks. The color from her face drained and she reached out for Kelly. The three survivors in front of Riddick all looked at him like he was insane, their faces full of fear.
Riddick slowly turned around and was met with a razor blade smile. "Oh...shit," he whispered to himself. The alien gripped Riddick around his neck, pulling him at least three feet from the ground. Choking noises emitted from his throat as he tore at the aliens massive hand. It dug its claws in him where its fingers were wrapped around his throat, drawing blood. The creature, not sensing any fear from Riddick, only panic, pulled him closer to its mouth.
It opened and the smaller mouth of the beast sneered at Riddick. Riddick looked it dead in the eye. "C'mon you fuckin' whore," he choked out to it. The creature loosened its grip and the contortions on its face seemed to appear like it was confused. It dropped Riddick and backed away. He coughed until he was able to intake air without a burning sensation in his windpipe.
He looked over at the beast and stood. It sulked back down to a crawling position and hobbled off. Nobody could believe it. Riddick could. The monster could sense his true being, what he really was. "Friend of yours?" Ripley asked as she walked over to him and inspected his neck. Riddick just smirked at her.
Chapter eight
Kelly swabbed Riddick's shoulder with disinfectant. He winced a tad. "This is gonna leave a nasty mark. There's a rather large chunk of flesh missing," she told him. Riddick's only acknowledgement was a slight turn of his head towards her.
He sighed and tensed at the feel of the tiny needle in his skin as she gave him a local. "I'm not good at stitching but you need these. A dressing just won't do. If it gets infected, well God forbid it let's just put it that way," she said. He nodded a little.
"Riddick are you okay? You've been rather quiet since we got back," she said. His eyes fell to the ground and his lips tightened a little in thought. She examined his face for any sign of the problem. "Riddick?" He looked at her, his eyes glowing. "I'm sorry," he said. She blinked not understanding.
"For?" Kelly asked. He shrugged with his good arm. "Anything I did to hurt you. Look I'm not good at this shit. I'm not exactly sure what I did to really piss you off. I mean...was it because I got up after making love to you without speaking or because of what I said?" he asked now looking at her face.
Kelly was a bit surprised. 'Making love...hmm...I thought it was just a fuck,' she thought. She'd not considered it anything else because of the way it happened. Hell, they hadn't even kissed. "I don't know. Bit of both. You don't need to apologize, though. I'm a big girl, I'll live," she said. She met his eyes and smiled a little.
An expression of thanks mixed with concern played over his features. It took Kelly a while to fix him up. When she was done, he had fifty or better stitches to show everyone. "A fine wound to show friends," she joked.
He chuckled softly. She began to clean up the mess when she felt Riddick's hand grasp her arm. She stopped abruptly and looked at him. He stood next to her. Kelly's chest heaved. 'Oh boy,' she thought. Riddick's breathing changed and became very deep.
He pulled her a little closer and leaned his head down to her mouth. His lips barely opened, as if putting a light protective barrier on hers. "Mmmphf," she mumbled into his mouth. Riddick pulled her closer, sliding hands across her back to meet, then down and around her waist. They kissed very passionately for a minute or so, then he broke their kiss. She looked up at him, waiting for something. She didn't know what.
"EVERYONE REPORT TO THE FLIGHT ROOM, NOW!" Tank's voice boomed over the ship's com. Riddick looked at Kelly and the bolted out.
They arrived in the flight room last. Everyone else was peering out of the ship's atmo guard. They walked over and joined in on the peep session. "Oh dear god," Kelly whispered not able to hide the fear. A massive flock of aliens were moving towards the station. The team just stared, in awe of what they saw.
Suddenly, a huge, long creature broke through the top of the flock. It was snake like, with lanky arms, and claws about a hundred feet long. It stood as tall as the empire state building, give or take a few feet. It's mouth opened an ten rows of teeth as long as its claws shined in the moonlight and ring flares from a near by planet.
This creature was a cross between the alien species, a Kimono Dragon, and a King Cobra. "So, uh, Ripley?" Alessandra asked. As if reading her fearful thought, Ripley replied," I have NO clue, Ales." They backed away and looked at each other.
"Okay. This is the only plan I can gather. We go set thumpers on the perimeters of the base. Link them to the remote trigger and fly around the planet, planting bombs all over. We blow this bitch up. I ain't takin' the chance that these things can get to earth. Fuck the EERD. Let's move," Tank barked.
Riddick, Kelly, Jordan, and Ripley all moved out to the ammo room. Tank appeared a few minutes later. "Riddick, I was thinkin' maybe you should stay. Your shoulder may prevent you from defending yourself," he said. "I'm fine," Riddick said. Kelly put a hand on Riddick's arm.
The pleading look on her face begged him to stay. Riddick thought about it for a moment and decided to let Tank go instead. 'If he dies, then at least he doesn't have to worry about offin' his ass when we get back to earth'. "Alright." He handed Tank his pulsar.
"Oh yeah! I forgot to tell ya'll but these pulsars take about five minutes to recharge after you shoot once," Tank said, slapping his forehead. "So that explains it," Jordan said.
Tank looked at him but didn't think anything of it. They grabbed as many thumpers as they could carry and one by one filed out of the ammo room. Riddick placed his hand on Kelly’s abs as she went to go by him. He leaned to her ear.
"Be careful, baby," he said. She looked in his eyes and gave him a short smile. She kissed him and moved out of the room.
'He called me baby,' she thought. Kelly stopped and smiled blissfully for a second, then joined the team near the ramp.
Chapter nine
Kelly, Tank, Jordan, and Ripley trooped of the ship and headed back towards the base. The planted bombs all over the place, hoping to blow up that whole surface. "How are we gonna do the other side of the center without running into those things over there?" Jordan asked Ripley. "If we get enough around here, we shouldn't have to," she replied.
Kelly planted about fifteen herself and she knows she saw her brother plant at least ten. "Okay! Everyone outta bombs?" Tank called out. Everyone shouted out yes and he turned to face them to leave. "Okay then let's get the fuck outta here!"
All of a sudden, something shot through the back of Tank's head and out the front. It was one of the alien's second mouths. Ripley ran over to him and began shooting the creature. She screamed out in anger as she filled it with rounds.
Tank was already dead. She just wanted to kill the monster. When it fell over dead, Ripley backed off, tears running down her face. Jordan embraced his baby sister and fought back the tears. "God, Jordan, oh god..." she said trailing off. "Let's go," he said.
They started towards the ship when they heard more shots firing. Both of them turned around and saw Ripley firing at another alien, fighting for her life. "RIPLEEEYYY!" Kelly screamed. A second beast jumped from the fire escape and scurried up behind Ripley, clawing her body apart. Even clones don’t live forever. Jordan pulled Kelly onto the ship's ramp. Her body was convulsing.
"Kel! C'mon Kel! Look at ME!" he shouted. Kelly couldn't respond. She was slipping into shock much like Hudson had done earlier. He pulled her into the cryo chamber and ran back to shut the ramp. "RIDDICK!" he shouted. Jordan heard footsteps pounding out of the flight room and looked up to see worry play over Riddick's face.
"Kelly, c'mon, baby, look at me," he said, pulling her up in his arms. "Uhhhg," she bellowed. Kelly looked up at him. "I gotta lay down," Kelly whispered. Riddick nodded to her and took her over to her cryo tube. He laid her in it and covered her up.
"Let's take off and get the fuck outta here," Jordan said. "No doubt," Riddick said. They went to join Alesandra in the flight room and got ready to take off. "Sit down and strap in boys. We're sooo outta here," Ales said. Riddick sat in the co-pilot's chair and Jordan sat in a side chair behind him.
Riddick punched in a code on the remote Tank had given him, before he went out, for the thumpers. He set the backup timer for fifteen minutes in case the remote signal wouldn't work.
Ales pulled the ship up and away, making sure they were far enough from the planet before Riddick detonated the bombs. When they'd seen how far away the planet was, Riddick pushed the button. They all watched as a massive explosion rumbled over the surface of the planet, destroying everything in sight.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and settled back, waiting for the show to end.
Chapter ten
Riddick helped Jordan and Ales settle in to cryo sleep and went back to the flight room to set a course for earth. He kicked himself when Ales told him how the room was rigged so he couldn't leave them. Everything was backward, or opposite, meaning inside lights were outside and landing sequence was flight.
He shook his head, knowing he could've figured it out with a little more time. When everything was ready, he swiveled around and was met with Kelly's gaze. He offered her a soft smile and stood up, moving in a predatory manner towards her body. "Feel better?" he asked.
She nodded slowly. "Much. Guess I was a little shocked. Never seen anything like that, even in the five years I've been a Space Marine," she told him. He gave her a puzzled look. "Five years?" he wondered aloud.
"Yeah why?" He chuckled. "And you didn't know what a thumper bomb was?" Kelly blushed. "Gimmie a break, we've never used them before and in training we only concentrated on the big bombs," she said laughing. Riddick put an arm around her then guided her into the cryo room.
“Well they certainly did the job,” he said.
They looked from a single cryo to a double and back. Double sized tubes were for passengers of a 'larger size' or for maybe a mother with a child. They could even be used for severely injured crewmembers. "Wanna share?" Riddick asked, pointing to the tube Tank had been in. Kelly smiled. "Why not?"
They showered together, managing not to just end up on the floor, banging one another’s brains out, then slipped into comfortable clothing for the long trip back. Riddick watched Kelly adjust her panties and inadvertently licked his lips. He untied the strings on his cargo pants, loosening them, then advanced forward on Kelly. He latched his mouth onto hers and probed it deeply with his tongue, and sometimes it would miss its target because he was so excited.
They led each other to the cryo tube they'd chosen and Riddick maneuvered Kelly onto her back, comfortably, and removed the string bikinis from her hips. He groaned in response to her aroused scent and worked his tongue in her folds, moistening her. She bucked and grabbed his head as he moved back up her body. "Riddick," she whispered. He stopped and looked at the delight in her contorted features, smiled, and kissed her.
A moment later, he was driving himself in and out of her as quickly as he could. Kelly moved with Riddick and they fit, perfectly together, like the glove of some solider preparing for his trip home, extending fingers into the sleeves for maximum fit. They groaned and grunted, until they came in unison, still moaning and calling one another's name. Riddick's eyes closed as he was milked, and his eyes slid up into his head. Kelly watched as his lids fluttered and twitched excitedly, then kissed his lips as tenderly as she could.
The lay together side by side, a tangled mess of arms and legs before they began their cryo journey. Riddick looked at her face while she slept with no assistance from the tube and managed to piece himself together to start the program for deep sleep. He stood, stretching, when a scratching noise caught his attention just from beyond the ramp. He walked over to it and listened, shrugging when it stopped. He did an overview of the ship and nothing appeared out of the ordinary. 'Might have been space ice,' he thought, referring to the frozen dew from the planet that could've broken off of the ship.
He sighed and lowered himself next to Kelly in the tiny bed. He embraced her tightly as the lid shut and the tanks hissed out the sleep mist, unaware that on the inner hull his 'friend' had stealthily hitched a ride with them