Disclaimer: I don't own Disney's 'Treasure Planet' or any of the characters found in the film; it belongs to its respected owners.

Fandom: Treasure Planet

Warnings: Whump!Jim, oneshot/short, AU from the movie.

Author's note: Yeah, I should be updating other fics, but I was frustrated, just finished watching the movie again, and wanted to write like the wind (until I discovered news which kaboshed the "like the wind" part)… This is a one shot.

Will to Carry On

By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Jim's eyes widened as he saw the pulsing electric white energy ball heading towards their escape ship about the same time that the doctor had. Captain Amelia was midturn when her eyes, wide with shock, noticed the large blast as well. Although it happened in mere seconds, it seemed almost like a lifetime.

Jim was at the controls of the ship. Silver had briefly mentioned Jim's adept skills at flying to the captain in passing while trying to sugarcoat and mask any suspicious behaviors. As soon as he jumped onto the vessel, he was quickly ordered to take the controls. Map safely stowed in his pocket, with the Captain using her excellent marksmanship skills and Dilbert firing with growing confidence, he quickly steered the ship down to the surface of Flint's infamous planet.

"Look out!" Dilbert cried. Jim could hear his heartbeat in his ears, throbbing in time almost to the sound of his breath. His hands jerked instinctively, trying an expert maneuver he often used back home.

The laser cannon's blast hit the ship seconds after Jim began the evasive tactic. It exploded on impact, igniting the propulsion system and frying one half of the control systems. Jim's body burned with pain. Shrapnel struck his back and he felt something give when heavy planks of wood collided against him.

He was thrown forward, but maintained a weak grasp on the steering; attempting to land the sinking ship as best he could. The captain and the doctor were both clutching the railing, preparing themselves for a crash landing. Jim saw the captain's lips moving, probably giving him orders, but he couldn't hear it over the ringing in his ears from the blast.

He blinked and they were on the ground. He didn't even remember crashing. Pain flared inside of him and left him confused. He didn't remember pulling any crazy stunt recently. He'd promised his mom that he would try to do better.

Dazedly, the blinked and noticed the familiar face of Dilbert hovering over him. Everything in his vision seemed to have a softer glow to it. Almost ethereal and…

Jim jerked when a wave of pain struck him, bringing a sense of clarity. He panted, eyes looking around to take in his surroundings. Where am I? 'Treasure.' He frowned. 'Treasure map!' Jim lifted his hand up from where it was clasped to his side and shoved it into his pocket. The golden orb seemed to shy away from his blood-stained hand.

Through blurry eyes, Jim saw the map transform into a pink blob. "Morph…?" The little shapeshifter was clearly worried, hovering over the little pup and surveying the damage.

"Doctor?"

Dilbert didn't look up to acknowledge her, simply keeping his eyes on his patient and the one he promised to look after. Would he ever be able to look Sarah in the eyes again? "Yes Captain?"

"How is he?" The captain looked thoroughly concerned over the youngest member of the crew. After all, fate had shoved him down the path they currently walked. She was impressed by his piloting skills; he had managed to position the ship in such a way that the imminent blast had only struck half of the piloting controls, making the ship still salvageable.

Dilbert was worried. Deep down, he had never been more thankful that he had taken a short refresher course on first aid before they set sail. "Well… he's bleeding…" he gulped, nerves almost as destroyed as their ship.

"Oh move aside doctor." Amelia shoved her way past him, kneeling down. As a commanding officer, she was required to know brief amounts of medical knowledge for when the need presented itself. Such as now.

Gently, she pried his hand away from his wounds and surveyed the damage.

Jim lost himself to the pain once more.

The second time he woke, he saw the mossy green ceiling and wondered if he'd managed to fall asleep playing with Bulbio again. Mom wouldn't let him keep the little octiblat so he simply had to work around her rules. He had made a secret fortress out of an old cave he had discovered. Many animals he rescued had visited its welcoming caverns.

This time, a different face was hovering over him. A metal and shiny one. Slowly, other functions of his body began to awaken. After his vision cleared, his hearing came next. The robot was babbling nonstop to him, undeterred by his silence.

"Hi?"

"Hi. I'm B.E.N. Bio El-"

"Please B.E.N. Mister Hawkin's needs rest." The Captain interrupted, stepping into Jim's field of vision. "The good doctor has just finished patching you up with my expertise. Luckily, I discovered this robot while scouting for a good camp location and he happened to have not only this abode but also a functioning medical kit."

Honestly, Jim wasn't sure if it was the words themselves or if it was her accent, but the teen found himself mentally drifting off.

"We've patched you up and, excluding some minor pain, you should be right as rain."

Definitely the accent.

"Morph…" Jim lifted his hand a the pink blob darted into it, snuggling against his fingers and seeking reassurance his friend would be alright. Jim fought against a yawn. "We need to get the map… It's back on the ship."

"Rest for another hour, Jim. Then we'll figure something out." He closed his eyes, mind already churning. He processed all the aches and kinks in his body. He took a deep breath and accepted the pain, welcoming it as a reminder for all the pain he put his mother through, as proof that he was still alive, as a motivation to continue on—

He tumbled off into a troubled sleep with the eyes of his companions closely watching and guarding the youth.

FIN