Disclaimer: I don't own Treasure Planet, but I do own Asher
"Ow." The 16-year-old boy sat up and rubbed his head. Having just woke up his
deep brown eyes were still adjusting to the light. All around him were voices, loud
voices.
"Awake already?" One of them asked in surprise
"Uh, yeah." He looked at the person speaking.
It was a tall blonde woman in a surgeon's outfit holding a clipboard. He then realized he
was in a hospital bed with one of those hospital robes on.
"What happened?" He asked, confused
"We were hoping you could tell us." She said. He shook his head, his short,
unruly black hair swaying with his head movements.
"I can't remember anything."
"At all?" She quirked an eyebrow
"Well, I remember some kind of explosion and a lot of sand." He furrowed his
brow in concentration
"The sand is probably because we found you unconscious in a desert. Anything
else?"
"I-I'm not sure, but I think my name is Asher."
"Anything else?"
"Wow, you're noisy. And no, that's it." Asher said
"Alright. We'll talk later." She smiled comfortingly
After she left Asher mumbled under his breath, "I don't plan on being here that
long." And with that tore out of bed and went over to the window. The surgeon looked
back just in time to see Asher opening the window.
"Wait! You're in no condition to be up!" She ran to him in panic, but too late.
Asher jumped out the window.
Falling from the window through the sky was thrilling. The wind blowing past,
the adrenaline rushed through Asher's veins, and the ground only 60 stories below.
"Darn, I really should've checked that before I jumped." Asher thought,
disappointed
He braced for impact and reached for the nearest thing, which happened to be a pirate
ship that was taking off. But this wasn't just any pirate ship, It was the ship of Mr. Scroop
who was on the lookout for a new pirate crew. Scroop, of course, was not slow to
investigate the strange noise and wasn't exactly pleased to see a teenage boy hanging off
the side of the ship.
"I don't know how you got here, but I know how you're getting back." Scroop
snarled. (by now the ship was in outer space Scroop raised his giant claw and, CRASH!
Asher was forced to let go and went falling towards the planet yelling, "Not agaiiiiii."
Scroop allowed himself a smile of satisfaction. But as soon as he turned around to
go back inside he saw Asher hanging onto a horizontal pole nearly 20 ft above.
"How'd you get up there!" Scroop exclaimed
"I don't know, just get me down." Asher struggled to get a better grip.
"Gladly." Scroop climbed towards Asher and got ready to strike.
At that moment muscle memory took over. Lifting himself up with his arms, or
rather one arm, Asher swung his legs under Scroop, causing the giant spider creature to
fall on his side. Asher balanced himself on top of the pole on his hands and as soon as
Scroop was up he used his body like a spring and kicked both the head and sternum.
Asher did a flip and twisted his body in midair landing perfectly balanced on the out
stretched pole. Then his arms started flailing around wildly and he fell off.
"Wow, I fall off stuff a lot." Asher said, picking himself off the wooden crates
he'd crashed into.
"What! Not even a scratch!" Scroop thought in horror as he watched Asher dust
himself off. "Who is this kid?"
Sniff, sniff. "Mmm, something smells good." Asher's mouth watered as he headed
towards the galley.
Scroopmade his way down to the galley where he beheld a horrid sight. Asher was
stuffing his face Goku style. By the looks of it he'd already eaten nearly half the food.
Asher stopped when he noticed the arachnid's approach.
"I don't know how you did what you did, but when I kill you it won't really
matter." Scroop the ever so impatient said
"Isn't that a little extreme? I mean, I can't remember more than 12 minutes of my
life."
Scroop pushed his face menacingly close to Asher's.
"You really think I care?" Scroop snarled
"Ya know, someone could easily misjudge this as a compromising position."
Asher pointed out really getting on Scroop's nerves. (like that's difficult)
"Why you little!" Scroop chased after Asher who managed to stay one
step ahead. Dodging, flipping, and both would occasionally defy gravity by running up
the wall to the ceiling before curving back down.
"What I say?" Asher asked, when the sound of police sirens stopped the chase.
"Attention, provide identification of yourself immediately, repeat provide
identification immediately." Came an official sounding voice over the speaker
Scroop growled in the back of his throat. No way could he take on the entire fleet single
handedly.
"Hi, what's up?" Asher pushed the button for the intercom before Scroop could
stop him.
There was a moment of silence at the other end as though the speaker was thrown aback,
then they replied, "You can't possibly be more than 16. Obviously your family is taking
you to planet Coral to attend our benefactor's party?"
"That's right." Scroop told her.
"Very well, sorry for the mix up, can't be too careful." The voice apologized and
the fleet moved out of the way.
Scroop couldn't believe his good fortune. The benefactor of planet Coral, named
for the galaxy it half- inhabited, was one of the wealthiest men in the universe. It was the
perfect way for Scroop to get rich quick. The downside was since that fleet had probably
transmitted their conversation straight to that benefactor there was no way Scroop would
be able to get near the money unless Asher was with him.
"I'll just use him for this one thing." Scroop thought