Waking up new

Cat dream

Pairing: Riddick/Vaako/Xander
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the craziness that spews out of my head. All characters belong to their respective owners. I get no money from this. Just like writing.
Author notes & Warnings: M/M F/M fanfiction. No Beta. Be afraid. My mood affects my writing. So if you can’t handle that go someplace else!

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To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.

By: Anatole France

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Dream
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Heat. The sun was beating down on his back, warming the thin fur there. Giving out a loud purr he stretched, forcing his lazy body into motion. Cat naps were nice and enjoyable, but too many a fat cat it would make. Shaking his head Xander let out a jubilant roar then bound off across the vast sands of Egypt. Running along the Nile’s bank Xander followed the path that would lead him to the temple, wind brushed over his face and fluttered over his mane. He loved to run! Loved the feel of his paws hitting the cracked earth, like thunder, like a drum beating fast and hard to a vigorous dance . . . The sound of his paws hitting the earth is the sweetest of sounds, like freedom caressing his ears.

Nearing the doors of the large red stone temple Xander slowed and allowed the priests to open the doors for him. As the doors opened domestic cats of all kinds flooded out and walked pasts him, around him, and under him, some rubbing against him as they went on there way. As he passed the priests of the temple they bowed low to him like he was royalty, in awe of the very sight of him.. ‘As they should! All must show respect to Bastet’s high priest and honor guard!’ The thought went through Xander’s head as if it was true and common knowledge. Slinking into the main room Xander plopped down onto a bed of pillows and waited for his Ladyship.

He did not wait long.

A strip of air started to ripple then bend, sparks started to appear around a half seen shadowy form. When the light show stopped Bast stood in all her glory and allure. A tall dark beauty with golden skin and eyes as black as the night sky stood before Xander. With grace surpassing that of a cat she walked over to Xander and sat by his side on the large red pillow. “Hello my Knight.”

‘Hello . . .Why?’ For a moment Xander lost his content superior cat feeling, in the back of his mind something felt amiss. This was no normal dream!

“It is good to have you in my service Alexander . . . The One Who Sees, the White Knight that guards hells gateways, now thanks to the Red witch the Gods newest champion. By using my jewel on you the witch promised you to me, as the champion of the gods. I have a task for you . . .” The lovely goddess petted Xander lion-like mane making him purr. The large cat-like beast yawned making the sliver scales on his spine shiver and set his large head onto Bast lap, purring louder when she scratched along his blue furred muzzle.

‘Why am I not freaking? I should be freaked? I’m a big cat, running on killer sharp paws! I should be wigged out something major . . . But I’m just not.’ A looked of slight confusion crossed the cat’s angular face and he tilted his bluish tipped ears back, not liking his train of thought much.

“I do not wish you to be ‘freaked’ as you say . . . I wish my priest to be calm in his new body. This is now you as your other form is you.” She said as she threaded her fingers though dark fur and fingered the blue beads in it, then patted him on his broad off grey back.

Watching his dark grey tail move Xander nodded. ‘So what do you want from me?’

“For now only a simple task. A small thing really.” Bast smiled sweetly. “I wish you to breed . . . To find your mates and go back-”

No amount of godly calm-age could stop him from freaking out after that! And waking . . .


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Life is rather like a tin of sardines - we're all of us looking for the key.

By: Alan Bennett

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Snapping awake Xander gasped from air. ‘Freaky dream! Dream of major freakdom!!’ Xander groggily thought as he tried taking another deep breath. Something was blocking his mouth, stopping him from breathing himself. Clawing at it Xander pulled the tube out of his mouth and threw it to the floor. He was in a hospital of some kind, at least he was the only patient in this room. Hissing in pain Xander looked around the empty white washed out room in confusion and tired as a newborn kitten. Sitting up on the stiff bed Xander roughly removed his bandages and pulled needles and tubs off his body. Lightly touching a lash mark on his thigh it looked old, mostly healed. He must of been out for a week or more! Riffling through the cupboards Xander found several pairs of grey shirts with matching pants. Putting on the tight fitting clothing Xander made his way toward the exit. He needed to get back to Sandsha, she’s hurt and needs his help.

As quietly as he could Xander slunk down the halls. He tried to look normal, unseen, just apart of the walls. With his tail tucked into his pants and head kept down, he never let any of the necros meet his eyes. All the necro’s seemed to be in their own little worlds, not caring about one scrawny youth sulking in the hall. Xander thought he was home free when he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Xander looked up and gazed across the hall and stared into silvery glowing eyes, eyes so intense Xander could feel them snare him like a net would a prowling tiger . . . he could feel the floor tilt under him.

Giving a snarl Xander bolted. He knows this predator! Saw him fight, him and his mate! ‘Too strong for me right now! Have to get the hell out of here!’ The roar that sounded behind Xander and the sound of pursuit only made him run all the faster. ‘Shit! Shit! Where is the damn exit?’


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Riddick was just heading to the infirmary to check on the boy when he smelt the familiar scent flutter by him. He smirked. “The boy’s up.”

“How do you know?” Soren asked softly as he scanned the wide hall with his eyes.

Riddick tilted his head toward the dark corridors leading to the main meeting room. Crouched down in the dark stood the feline trying to slink away like a true alley cat. “Should a inform the soldiers?”

Riddick shook his head. “Let’s see where he’s going. See if those pointy ears and slit eyes are just for show.”

They were about to follow when the boy suddenly turned around and looked Riddick directly in the eyes. The young man snarled and ran off with speed that even impressed Riddick. Riddick couldn’t stop his urge to roar anymore then he could the need to draw breath, it felt so damn right! So did the chase! With Soren running at his side Riddick grinned ferally, the pretty kitty wont get far!

Soren followed Riddick closely, his long legs easily keeping up with his lord. His crazed lord maybe? “Riddick?”

Riddick didn’t stop but he tilted his head to the side telling Vaako without saying anything that he was listening. Vaako dodged a couple of necro lords walking in the corridor while Riddick bowled them over, Soren Vaako rolled his eyes. “Why are we chasing him? The guard could easily do it?” He panted.

“What would be the fun in that?” Riddick gave Vaako one of his shit eating grins as he easily batted a tech out of his way.

Vaako frowned. This felt like a hunt to him and even though it felt right HE did not want to hurt the cat-like boy. “He’s injured.”

Riddick’s smile washed away. “Then we’ll be careful.”

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Dodging another person trying to stop his escape Xander ran down another hallway, hoping that the next turn would lead to a door or at least different scenery. ‘Do these assholes not believe in color?’

Taking a quick look behind him Xander cursed. The big bald guy and the armored dude were still on his tail and catching up. Finally finding a door Xander nearly crowed with happiness that is till he opened it. Thousands of faces looked at Xander with both surprise, anger, and curiosity.

The scary chick in the gold dress marched up to Xander a sneer on her glitter covered face.“Who are you and why do you disturb Lord Riddick’s party? I will have you whipped for . . . cat creature?”

“Sorry wrong door!” Grabbing the handle Xander slammed it on the lords and ladies. Turning around he was about to continue his wonderful little jog through gothland when he bumped into four sets of arms, two sets of chests, and one cocky smirk. ‘Great! Juuuust great!’

“Hi kitty.”

“Um . . .hi.”

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