Xander's Rewards

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"Talking"
'thinking'
*inner voice*
/ dreams /

Chapter Three


Riddick growls as he looses Xander's scent after three hours of tracking the boy through the forest. The suns have already set making the temperature drop quickly. His sweat soaked skin is tingleing as the temperature continues to drop. Growling he looks around where he lost the scent and doesn't even see the boy's prints. Sighing he turns and goes to find Vakko to get a little rest and try to find the boy in the morning.


Xander pants heavily has he finds his pack devoring a meal. Slowly he moves around them and sees the battered pups that had followed him, immiedately feeling horrible. Suddenly he is thrown to the ground, sharp claws tearing in to his back as the alpha male pinns him to the ground snarling. Sharp teeth graze the back of his neck and he stills, tilting his head so the beast can sniff him.

He can feel the animal graze is teeth along the back of his neck, asserting his domenice over him. After a few minutes of intense silence the beast gets off him and wonders over to his mate. Slowly he sits up and looks up as his 'mother' the one who adopted him when they found him, drops a piece of meat in front of him. He picks it up and bites in to it as she cleans the blood off him from the claw marks and then the dirt.

After being filled he curls in to her side with a few others and tries to get some sleep. Her deep rumbling purr leading him in to a fitful rest.


/ "Come on Xander we do not ignore you," a slightly high pitch voice says. "You're a valued member."

"You wankers are a bunch of liars!" a chilling voice snaps with a deep english accent.

"How can you say that!?" a younger voice says. "He's a valued member to us. If it weren't for him we would have all fallen apart."

...Who are you?...

"Xander don't go mate," the english voice says. "We'll work it out. We don't need them?"

....Who?.... /


Xander jerks awake against the Hellhound 'mother' and looks up at the slowly lightening sky. He feels so confused about the voices he had heard, wondering why they had seemed so familiar to him. He had been angry at the voices but he didn't know why. Sitting up he looks over the slumbering bodies of his family before smelling the strange man Riddick from yesterday.

Getting up he moves away from the pack, leading him away from their home. He gets a good distance away before the man appears in front of him once more. Instead of starting a fight, Xander just crouches away from him, watching him warily.

"No running today?" Riddick smirks holding his ground.

"You're no threat to me," Xander smiles back. Riddick growls at the comment and Xander laughs, a deep in human sound that would make any other human shiver in fear. "I was serious."

"Tell me how you ended up out here, on a planet unhimbated by humans?" Riddick asks curious.

"Couldn't tell you," he shrugs sitting in the grass and stretching out his legs. "I woke up in a field, the Hellhounds as you call them, took me in."

"Do you remember anything before this?" he asks.

Xander growls deeply getting tired of the man's questions. Riddick smirks and walks up to the boy as he stands up, picking grass off what's left of his jeans. Riddick growls back as he gets closer and notices the boy is tense.

"Going to run?" Riddick asks grinning.

Xander goes to punch him but Riddick catches his wrist, keeping it in a tight gripe. He smiles as Xander tries to get his hand free before getting angry and trying to punch him with the other. The convict easily catches the other one and brings both hands quickly behind his back bringing them flush together.

"Let go!" Xander growls struggling to get free.

"Settle down," Riddick snarls tightening his gripe.

Xander snarls and bites down hard on his shoulder, his teeth easily tearing through his shirt and in to the flesh. Riddick doesn't make a sound as the boy bites him and instead transfers his skinny wrist in to one hand and reaches his hand up to his hair. He finds the messy mop of hair oddly soft but in need of a good washing.

'First thing you get is a bath and then a hair cut' he thinks grabbing a fist ful of the hair.

He yanks his head back making the boy yelp and flinches in pain slightly. Blood drips down his shoulder slowly but he ignores it and stares down in to flashing brown-green eyes. Xander struggles even more, blood coating his lips and dripping down his chin. Riddick smiles, a geniune one, something he hasn't done in years.

Leaning down he forces his lips against the boys soft ones, trying to be as gentle as possible. The boy stops struggleing and just looks up in to his silver orbes completely shocked. Body rigid as Riddick push his lips harder to his, tongue running over his lips. Xander's eyes close and his lips part allowing a deft tongue slide inside. Riddick pulls him closer, keeping him bond as he plunders the all too willing mouth.

After making sure the boy is completely breathless he breaks away licking his lips. Xander is dazed as he looks up at Riddick, his tongue coming out to lick his kiss swallon lips. His cheeks are flushed and he is panting softly for his breath.

"You're addicting kid," Riddick says leaning down to lick the swallon lips.

"What?" he asks dazed.

"Think I'll keep you," he smiles nuzzeling his jaw.

"I'm not a pet," he growls trying to ignore the heat and the man currently licking his jaw. "Stop it already."

Riddick giggles releasing him so that he falls to the ground to stare up at him. Riddick smirks and pulls out his com to call for Vakko to pick him up. Xander snarls and kicks the man in the leg hard before scrambling to his feet. Riddick snarls and grabs on to the boy's arm as he tries to get away.

"Let go," Xander snaps.

"Damn brat," Riddick growls trying to keep a hold of him. Xander elbows him in the jaw and he snarls bititng down hard on the back of his neck where it meets the shoulder. Xander immediately stills in arms, going almost completely slack. "Good."

The transport appears and Xander remains still. Riddick looks at the small blood trails and notice the the other marks on his neck from the Hellhounds. He looks as the ship lands and Vakko steps out looking at them.

"What's his problem?" he asks watching the boy try and stand up.

"Couldn't tell you," Riddick replies keeping the boy up right.

Xander keeps his head down staring at the ground, unsure why he felt so weak all of a sudden. All he knew is he wanted to go curl up in a ball and die. He doesn't fight as Riddick leads him in to the machine or forces him in to a seat, strapping him down.

tbc.....