Rabid Crossover Bunny!
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blkdragonqueenThis bunny has also reminded Kallipso of a bunny she had hopping around and she gave me permission to post it here for adoption. (or for us to pester her over and over and over again to write herself~!)
ENJOY!
Version One of the Crossover Bunny!
It was just another normal day on the U.S.S. Enterprise. There had been at least three near disasters that had all been averted with the swift efficiency of his crew that Jim had only been notified of their existence after they were dealt with. Jim frowned as he returned to the bridge after the second trip to Engineering where Scotty had gleefully informed him that the third near miss of the day involving the same dratted generator from before had been quickly prevented by his quick thinking staff.
Jim wasn't really upset with his crew, just the complete opposite. Any captain would be thrilled to have such a brilliant bunch of people under their command that was able to handle all these, what could be considered potentially fatal disasters, with the smooth efficiency and cool minds of people who knew what they were doing and very, very good at their jobs. It just left Jim with the boring afterward paperwork to deal with. Jim almost wished that they were being sent on a more exciting mission rather than doing a supply run to a rather out of the way outpost that had been almost forgotten about in the wake of Nero's destruction.
With a sigh Jim flopped into the captain's chair and glanced over at the science station where his First was watching with a raised eyebrow. "Scotty's got it all under control," Jim reported to the room at large even though he was looking at Spock. "What's new up here?"
"Captain?" Spock's eyebrow almost raised higher if that was possible.
"Anything to report?" Jim asked with a roll of his eyes.
"Negative Captain. All stations fully operational."
"Yippee," Jim muttered under his breath.
"Captain?"
"Nothing," Jim said quickly as the sound of the turbo lift's doors opening sounded behind him. "Carry on."
"Jim!"
Jim grinned. Even though he was a professional through and through, Bones still couldn't break the habit of calling him by his given name. "'Sup Bones?" Bones came around to the front of the command chair and Jim's eyes widened but the hypo hit him in the neck before he could even move. "OW!" Jim yelped as he rubbed at the stinging pain in his neck ignoring the snickers coming from the majority of bridge crew. "What the hell Bones?"
"If they won't come to the med bay the med bay comes to you," Bones glared down at him. "You didn't come back for your second round of immune boosters from the last planet."
"Bones!" Jim was almost whining at this point but Bones wasn't hearing of it.
"You are getting these boosters Jim! I don't want another episode like last time."
"In my defense, how was I to know I'd be allergic to every spore that was floating around that place?" Jim nearly whined and Sulu's snickers increased in volume and even Uhura was giggling behind a well manicured hand.
McCoy's eyes narrowed and Jim audibly gulped at the realization that he was about to be berated by his Chief Medical Officer and best friend right there in the middle of the bridge when salvation came in the form of a sudden appearance of a rather large ship dead ahead of them.
"Keptain!" Checkov cried out and Jim instantly went in to full seriousness.
"Do we know the classification?" he demanded turning to Spock.
"Negative captain. I have never before seen such a vessel."
Jim nodded. "Right. Be prepared for anything but hold for now."
"Captain, we're being hailed," Uhura announced and Jim nodded.
"On screen."
Everyone held their breath in anticipation and Jim straightened when the image of a rather muscular humanoid man appeared on the screen. Jim blinked as this image that appeared showed a man unlike any other captain he had ever seen. The man was clearly a warrior type, all muscle and strength. His head was cleanly shaven and it appeared that he was only wearing a tank top and loose fitting pants for easy movement finished off with sturdy, practical boots. A vast contrast to the two very heavily armored guards with wicked looking spears that flanked him.
"My name is Riddick, High Lord Marshal of the Necromongers," the man began and Jim shared a quick startled look with Spock. 'Just what the heck is a "high lord marshal"?' Jim thought but before he could say anything the man continued. "I am sorry to stop you like this but it seems you have something that belongs to me."
"Um…" was Jim's eloquent reply. "And that would be?"
The man, Riddick, grinned widely. "My mate."
"You bastard!" a voice snapped beside Jim and everyone turned to just stare at the Enterprise's Chief Medical Officer. "I am not your mate!"
Riddick's grin just got wider. "Hello Vaako."
"Fuck off!" McCoy snapped before he turned to Jim. "I'll be in the medical bay. Just do me a quick favor." Jim nodded mutely, completely at a loss for words. McCoy jabbed a finger in direction of the smirking image of the so-called "High Lord Marshal" on the screen. "Shoot him." And with that, McCoy spun on his heels and stormed out of the bridge.
NOTES: Remember how McCoy said his ex-wife got the planet in the divorce? Yeah, I would have dumped her too. :P In my mind, they never said if McCoy had his daughter Joanna in the 2009 movie so this crossover is very possible in my mind.
Summary for Version 1: Vaako, shamed by his actions of betrayal to Zylaw and his own honor as a warrior and horrified by Riddick's overwhelming attention he flees and finds his way to Earth. Determined to become a healer rather than a destroyer he becomes a doctor in Georgia before enlisting in star fleet despite the fact that he's had more than his fill of space and petrified of encountering Riddick once again. Guess what? His fears have come true. But amazingly upon meeting the crew of the Enterprise it's not only Vaako/McCoy who has captured Riddick's interest. And Furyans are one of the only species who can counter a Vulcan's strength much to Spock's frustration. Jim is just sitting back and enjoying the show. Eventual Riddick/Vaako-McCoy/Spock/Jim. (Emperor Riddick gets his harem after all! XD )
Now, ONTO VERSION TWO!
Version Two of the Crossover Bunny!
Riddick figured that he was getting into the swing of things as he wandered the halls of the main ship of the Necromonger fleet. There were two sides to the Necromonger way and he had pretty much all but completely taken over the one of the faction. It was the other that was stonewalling him.
Amazingly the warriors he was having absolutely no problems with shockingly enough. They recognized strength and could tell instantly who the big dog was on the deck. They respected him and only challenged him when they thought they had the upper hand. However after so many mercs and so many slams there wasn't a trick in the book that Riddick hadn't encountered and knew how to counter. That didn't mean he didn't have fun wiping the floor with the occasional challenger though.
It was the bureaucrats that he was having problems with. The high elite and the thrice damned purifiers that tried to manipulate him into what Zylaw had once been. A pawn to their will and a figurehead that continued to bring them converts that they could shape and mold at their leisure. Riddick actually debated dropping them on the planet of monsters and check on them in seventeen years after the complete solar eclipse of the three suns. See how well those creatures would conform to their ridged formalities.
Riddick sighed as he ducked down another hallway. It was hard enough to ditch his own personal body guards, ordered by Vaako who still maintained the roll of first commander to keep him out of trouble more than to ensure Riddick's health but the purifiers were relentless in their pursuit of Riddick to name a successor to the man who died in the daylight of Crematoria. Riddick was of the opinion that all the purifiers should go the same way but Vaako had convinced him that such a change would not only throw the Necromongers into an uproar and double the size of the target already on Riddick's back but would more than likely destroy the health of everyone on board if they just quit the "happy juice" cold turkey. 'Junkies,' Riddick shook his head as he turned down another long and thankfully deserted hallway.
There was one place that no one look for him and amazingly that was in the housing floor of the ship. The personal quarters of the elite were almost always empty during the day shift, everyone in the main mingling rooms trying to see and be seen by the other elite, sizing each other up in the sudden shift of power from Zylaw's once inner circle that Riddick wouldn't go near with a rather long ten foot pole… with a sharp point on the end, to who would be considered the new high circle.
The last thing Riddick needed however was a personal fan club. Unfortunately it looked as if the viper in the tight dress was heading the charge for his favor. How Vaako ended up with such a venomous bitch was beyond Riddick. Speaking off…
Riddick found himself standing in front of a door he had never seen before but knew on sight. It was almost comical when he had asked the snake where her personal quarters were located the way her eyes had gone wide before the oily smile returned full force and she had assured him that Vaako would be well distracted with the soldier's training to be any bother to them.
What Riddick would have given to seen her expression when he never showed up that day. Or the day after that. Or even the day after that. In fact, it had been nearly three weeks since he had first posed the question to the woman. It was doubtful that she was in her room at the moment and Riddick knew for a fact that Vaako was down in the lower bailey going over the next supply run. Trying to figure out how to go about getting what was needed to keep a fleet this large alive without plundering every planet they came across.
Using his oh so cool Lord Marshal override, Riddick quickly ducked into the home of Vaako and his bitch of a wife. The perfume was nearly so overwhelming as soon as the door slid open it nearly sent him running the other way but Riddick refused to be defeated by the heady aroma. He was a man on a mission. A mission that may prove in vane as he took in the room at large.
Lady Vaako's shit was everywhere. In every nook and cranny there were jars and bottles and elaborate jewelry heaped haphazardly everywhere. A slew of dresses, each one skankier than the last were thrown on nearly every piece of furniture. If not for the few pieces of armor and dress armor shoved into the smallest of spaces in the closet Riddick could have sworn that Vaako didn't even live there.
It looked as if there was nothing of Vaako's anywhere in the room. Did the man have anything of personal value? Or was he those "the army is everything" types? Glancing about Riddick was almost about to leave the room in disgust before he finally spotted it under a heap of ladies lacy undergarments piled on the dresser.
A tiny wooden box devoid of any decorations whatsoever. Interest peeked, Riddick quickly made his way towards the dresser and practically threw the near see-through underwear to the floor before picking up the tiny object. It fit in the palm of one hand and Riddick turned it over a few times getting use to the weight of it. It didn't hold any of the bitches scent upon it; in fact it seemed as if it hadn't been handled in years with how faint it was of any scent whatsoever.
Vaako's scent was almost completely faded from the wood but it was still there. It was his. Riddick stared at the tiny wooden box for a long moment before finally flipping the lid up to see what secrets the box held within.
The last thing Riddick expected was a piece of jewelry. A tiny silver and gold pin with a design Riddick had never seen in all of his travels. It almost looked like a primitive arrow head with a star in the widest part of it. Frowning Riddick turned it over when he noticed the engraving in the back. With a frown, Riddick read the words emblazoned on the back, the mystery of Vaako increasing nearly tenfold. Just who in the hell was Leonard H. McCoy? And why would someone painstakingly scratch the extra word "Bones" underneath?
NOTES: LOL! Yeah, one set in the Star Trek Realm, Two is set in the CoR world! :p Yeah, told you that I loved both versions and each has their own potential to be great.
Summary for Version 1: McCoy during a mission was stuck on a random planet that is fluctuating between dimensions (a black hole perhaps?) and before Jim and the Enterprise could reach and rescue him he was taken by the Necromongers. In the face of "Convert or Die" McCoy realized that to survive he had to suppress his more healing nature and take up the mantel of warrior in order to survive the harsh realm of the Necromonger way, refusing to dwell about the life he once had. However the Enterprise has refused to give up their search for McCoy and in between (and sometimes during) missions they continual their search for the good doctor when they fly into an ion storm (or something like that or whatever) and encounter the Necromongers. They retrieve a rather hardened and somewhat broken McCoy and gain an unexpected stowaway. Like Riddick was going to let Vaako go without a fight. :P
*Anya has an AWESOME anecdote for this. -
Anya : What if how the Necromongers came about was that they were the remnants of the original Vulcans, some of whom had survived their planets destruction thanks to the black hole, and those few survivors were captured only to become experiments. This could explain the Necromongers increased strength, speed, and durability.
Me: I'm thinking the few escape pods that were sucked into the black hole with the planet and were spat out on the other side in a rather desolate dimensions where the need to survive out weighted Surak (is that the guy?) teachings and just did what they had to to survive in this strange dimensions.
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So there are my two version. Though Anya is right in saying that you could possibly string the two versions together if I REALLY want to punish myself. Now I put it to a vote. It is up to you my dear readers. though I don't guarantee when I'll actually get around to writing these. ^^;
A) Write Version 1
B) Write Version2
C) Write Version 1 and 2 together
D) STOP COMING UP WITH NEW CRAP AND WRITE COVER ME!
E) STOP COMING UP WITH NEW CRAP AND WRITE NEVER THE SAME AGAIN!
F) It's been how many years since you updated Shadowed Nights?
G) Didn't you have another Star Trek Idea you haven't even started? Write that one first
H) Weren't you going to do an Invader Zim fic at one point?
I) I thought you were in a How To Train Your Dragon Kick? What about a story for that?
J) Stop coming up with Bunnys!! You have too much on your plate!
K) You're absolutely bonkers and I'm not paying attention to you anymore
^_^
Kallipso's Bunny for sale! (or a bunny we'll hound her for until she finally writes it!)
K has a rather different idea in mind regarding this crossover. Riddick has escaped from the Necromongers and is picked up by the Enterprise and learns he's not the only Furyan on board. Looks like Jim has some interesting ancestors and wouldn't you know it but Furyan's have always run in packs. Without a pack to keep their focus Furyan's have a tendency to get into trouble. Example, Jim's constant fighting and Riddick's constant killing and all around convict attitude.
However now that Riddick has found another Furyan the hunter in him is bound to protect what he sees as a potential pack leader. (Jim is just born to lead, isn't he?) Much to Spocks frustration it seems that now with the Vulcan near extinct status Riddick is now very protective of the halfling as well. (Meanwhile on New Vulcan, Vulcans are disappearing before reappearing days/weeks later with Furyan guardians/mates since Furyans age as slowly as Vulcans. :P ) What's baffling everyone however is why is Riddick constantly pouncing on McCoy too? "He smells good" Riddick smirks. When asked if McCoy is Furyan as well Riddick just laughs. "Can't you tell how old he is?" Low and behold, Lenard McCoy once upon a time was know as John "Reaper" Grimm. Yes, this is a Star Trek/CoR/DOOM crossover. And thanks to Chromosome 24, "Reaper" ages slower than the average human.
Other Points of Intrest:
-Due to Checkov's age, Riddick tends to hover over him- much to Sulu's dismay!
-Since there is a non-Star Fleet person is on board, Star Fleet sends Pike and Spock Prime to the Enterprise to get him off. (Let's face it, Cupcake is NOT about to fight a Furyan and with Riddick around Jim gets hurt a lot less. [who would tangle with him while there's a growling Riddick right behind him] so they like having him around)
-Now with Spock Prime on board Riddick is getting really annoyed since he and Nu!Spock smell the same. The only diffrence is, thanks to Pike, Spock Prime smells claimed. Heh heh heh heh heh. :3
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