ATTENTION: General warning apply for language and spoilers

"I don't own Treasure Planet"

Chapter 1: Flight

The solar sail glowed a brilliant red and orange as it caught the sun's rays. The device shot through the sky with a certain brunet teenager whooping and urging the board to go even faster. Jim Hawkins was having the time of his life soaring through the breathtakingly blue and through the puffy white clouds on his very own handmade solar board. He looked up to the warm glowing sun and grinned as the heat caressed his face, spreading a pleasant warmth through his body as he climbed higher into the sky. He laughed happily, it has always been his dream to get away from Montressor and leave behind all the bad memories.

This was his only escape from everything and everyone. Up here he was free from responsibilities, the burdens, and all the bad memories. The board climbed even higher causing him to burst out laughing once again. The joy he felt soaring through the air just couldn't be described. He smiled widely before closing his eyes and leaning back, allowing the sail to retract. He began to descend back through the clouds, wind whipping past him as he fell. That grin never leaving his face as he hurdled toward the earth without a care in the world.

He had never felt so alive.

The cliffs began to consume him, the breath taking brown gorges raising on either side of him. The ground beckoned him closer, as if its embrace wouldn't be crushing. He continued to fall closer and closer to the terrain below. His blue eyes twinkling at the earth below before he forced open the sail. The solar board pulled up just inches from smashing into the terrain. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as let out a victory whoop before urging his invention faster, slicing through the air.

The wind whipped around him as he continued forward, crashing through the do not enter sign. The mechanical gears are so much fun to mess around in how could he resist? The high of flying still hadn't worn off as he flew the board straight into the gears, causing sparks to fly as metal scraped against metal.

"Come on!" he yelled as he faced the moving panel. He soared through the narrow gap and let out another whoop before pulling back up into the sky. All smiles until he heard the all too familiar sound of sirens behind him. Great.

…

The Benbow is a modest family friendly dinner for the weary space traveler located on the small planet Montressor, the only planet where most of the species are human. The inn was busy, as always, with hungry aliens loudly demanding their food be served. A pale tall man wearing a simple grey t-shirt, blue jeans, and brown boots emerged, toned arms holding an assortment of dishes. Jason Hawkins, older brother of James Hawkins, quickly delivered the meals to his complaining customers. Poor boy had taken over his mother's inn after she passed away and had done his best to look after his trouble maker brother. Dark circles had gathered under his eyes, causing the once handsome man to become ragged in his appearance. His chestnut hair stubbornly sticking out in every direction and taming the beast, he had quickly learned, was futile. The young man hurried around the cramped diner, his long strides allowing him to place the partially chipped dishes before his hungry customers.

"Sorry Delbert this place has been a mad house all morning." Jason said tiredly as he served the dog like alien. Doctor Delbert Doppler an old family friend who looked after the Hawkins brothers like the father they never had. A highly respectable man in Jason's eyes even if the alien's awkwardness and talkative nature could sometimes get the better of him.

"Not a problem at all Jason," Came the quick reply as the doctor set down his book, eyeing the plate of meat eagerly, "How's Jim doing nowadays?"

The older brother only sighed as he picked up the empty dishes scattered on the table beside the doctor. Slender fingers placing the various plates on top of one another with a soft clink as he thought earnestly about the younger Hawkins. They had hit a wall in their brotherly relationship. Nothing had ever been the same since the passing of their mother and the poor family diner seemed to also be in decline since she had left.

The damage had been done to the Benbow as the years wore on without Sarah, as if the diner was mourning the loss of its founder. The once brilliant white paint on the outside of the small dome was, to put simply, in ruins. Montressor was a planet well known for the constant rainy weather. It was like the water was coaxing the once fine coat to fade, revealing the different variations of wood used to build said structure. The chandelier that hung in the middle of the dinner was dated and the silvery threads of multiple spiders' homes clung to the black metal structure. The once polished wood floor seemed to always look as if it has been coated in a permanent layer of dirt which refused to come out despite Jason's best efforts of cleaning the damn thing.

The restaurant had fallen close to ruin as most of the staff quit on him, expressing desires to move on from a failing business. He had tried to keep the place afloat yet the dishes had become scraped and chipped in places and the tables were showing signs of ruin thanks to young alien children.

"Jason?" the dog alien prompted. The man looked up, realizing he had yet to reply and that he had probably been staring intently at the leftovers for more than a few minutes.

"He's had a few rough patches these past few months but I believe in him, I think he's starting to turn a corner," he finally stated before taking the dirty dishes into his arms.

The Benbow's doors were thrown open, causing heads everywhere to snap up from the food they were devouring and stare at the two giant robotic policemen escorting a guilty looking Jim Hawkins. Jason could only stare in shock at the embarrassed look on Jim's face. The younger sibling glanced at him apologetically before attempting to weave out of the officer's grasp. "Thanks for the lift guys but I got it from here," he said smoothly before attempting to step away.

"Not so fast."

Jason let out an exasperated breath as the robots explained to him, for the third time, that Jim had broken probation again. He could feel his own face become red with embarrassment as he listened to the bots ramble on. "Look officers it won't happen again," he said tiredly, cutting the robots' speech short.

"We see his type all the time sir. Wrong choice, dead ends, and all losers," the two police bots simply said before taking their leave. As the door shut with a rather loud click it occurred to the Hawkins duo that the diner had gone oddly silent. The two turned to see the rather shocked expressions of their alien customers who, when realizing that they had been caught gawking, hastily returned to their meal.

Fury and embarrassment consumed him as Jason turned to his delinquent brother. "Seriously? Again?"

"Look it wasn't that big of a deal there wasn't anyone around and you know those cops won't get off my-" chestnut eyes flashed red for a split second, effectively silencing the younger teen.

"I have had it with you Jim!" he hissed as his anger and annoyance continued to mount. "No matter what we've tried to do you never learn! You're a smart guy, hell you fucking built your own solar board at the age of eight! Yet somehow you are managing to be fail all your classes and getting into senseless trouble with the law!" Jason paused. He was livid and the blood was boiling through his veins as he glared down at the teen who, in return, was throwing an icy look of his own back at him. After everything he had done for his younger brother he was just throwing away his god damn future and he was sick of it. He ran a hand through his already tussled hair in frustration. "God if only I hadn't quit the Academy."

The effect was immediate. A dark shadow passed over Jim's face and his blue eyes became as cold as ice, Jason could feel a chill run up his spine and the hot-blooded anger completely extinguished.

Over the line

"Look Jim I didn't-"

"Fuck you," Jim growled before shoving past his brother and storming through the doors of the diner.

...

Jim was pissed. He sat on the roof of the Benbow, the only spot where he could blow off steam when he wasn't soaring through the sky. Just a few hours ago he was having the time of his life and now tensions had risen to an even higher level between him and his brother. There was a time that the two used to get along, when it was just them against their parents. The dynamic Hawkins duo. His brother left for the prestigious space institution known as the Interstellar Academy. He was on track to become the valedictorian and set to be enlisted in an elite space crew immediately following graduation. However, everything changed when their mother died.

He sighed irritably as he continued to mess with the string in his hands. His brother dropped out of the academy to take care of him and take over the inn. Now Jim wasn't a little kid when his mother died but he doubted he could have survived if his brother had left him as well. The hollowness of his mother leaving him too was overwhelming and he had fallen into the black void of depression. With no other relatives to turn to Jason left the Interstellar Academy. Sacrificing his entire future career to raise his 13-year-old ass and, although Jim would never admit it, he was beyond relieved that his brother didn't leave him.

Yet things had changed since the last time the two had seen each other. His brother was no longer the risk taker, the adrenaline junkie Jim had always grown up with. No he had matured into an uptight prick who was all work and no play.

His thoughts were interrupted as a small rain drop hit his face. A stormy night for stormy thoughts. He threw the rope he had been angrily tying away from him before standing up on the roof with a sigh. It had been a solid few hours since he had stormed out of the diner and he had to face the brother sooner or later.

Out of the corner of his eye a bright orange pierced his vision. He spun quickly, almost losing his footing on the loose tiles of the roof. An escape pod was streaking through the grey sky and slammed into one of the small ports beside the inn. He quickly jumped from the roof and raced toward the small ship. The crème circular machine reminded Jim of a shell as he approached the pod carefully. There was damage to the thing, even he could tell that the machine had been hit was some well-placed blasts from a laser cannon. The wide circular window had a giant crack running through it as he hesitantly raised a fist to the glass. "Hey mister you alright in there?"

A hand slammed against the window, causing Jim to jump back in fright. His heart was pounding in his chest as the door slowly creaked open. A salamander turtle like alien fell out through the hole. The dark blue trench coat and black pirate hat set off warning bells in the teen's head. The creature was mumbling to himself as he pulled the tattered blue cloak closer to him, as if trying to conceal something. His voice raspy and incoherent as the sunken in yellow eyes glanced around quickly, as if he wasn't seeing the human teen standing only a few feet away from him. The skin that Jim could see was a sickly green color and the wrinkles reminded him of the way a salamander's skin folds when it coils into itself. Disgusting. The alien looked around desperately before his sickly glassy eyes focused in on him. Jim's blue eyes widened in fear and adrenaline coursed through his veins as the alien lunged with surprising speed. A strangled cry of surprise escaped him as a clawed hand grasped the front of his shirt and was yanked close.

"She's comin'." His voice was rough and strained as the creature paused to wheeze, clutching his stomach tightly. "I dun't know hoaw she manag'd to find ol' Billy Bones but she did!" He shook Jim once again before releasing the stunned teen and began to stumble away.

"Who is?" asked Jim very hesitantly observing the way the alien continued to unsteadily walk back to the ship. The turtle didn't answer simply continued to mutter to himself. Jim briefly caught the words demon relentless and chest.

"No she ain't never gonna' get me! Why sh'd havta pry it from me cold dead fingers befure'-" A violent coughing fit ensued and the alien collapsed into a coughing heap. That's when Jim noticed the crimson liquid that had soaked through the side of the coat. He knelt to help carry the disoriented and dying creature toward the inn. Jason is gonna love this.

…

"I just don't know what I can do to get him to open up to me," Jason said tiredly, running his hands down his face. His dark thoughts and despair had begun to consume him as he realized, with a sinking heart, that the business was going under and his brother was getting further and further away. "I can't keep this up," he choked out as the lump formed deep in his throat.

The doctor placed a reassuring hand on the defeated boy. It was a shame really, Jason had such a promising future laid out for him and yet he threw it away to be there for his brother. "Come now Jason you're doing a great job. Jim will come around, you'll see."

Hawkins could only sigh heavily as he ran a hand through his, already, messy hair. "Thanks for listening Delbert, it helps."

The door swung open with a bang, causing the two to flinch and snap their attention to Jim and the strange alien he was practically dragging along. "Jim what the-"

"Jason he's hurt, badly," Jim interrupted as his strength finally gave out and the old salamander tumbled to the ground. The alien's breathing had become more ragged. He stretched a shaky hand out to Jim, "Me chest lad." In his haste to make it into the Benbow he didn't realize that a chest had tumbled out the alien's grasp.

Jason watched as his brother quickly gave the box to the dying alien. The creature was shaking horribly as he slowly opened the chest, revealing a golden orb with beautiful circular patterns etched on it. "Ye can't let 'er find dis boy," the thing growled as it placed the orb into Jim's hands.

"What are you-"Jim's questions was abruptly cut short as the alien grabbed his shirt and dragged the boy closer.

"Cyborg. Beware da' cyborg," he rasped before shakily taking one final breath. Jim watched as the light left the alien's eyes as he his grip loosened and he fell to the ground, his gills becoming still.

"What the actual hell." Was all Jason could say as he stared at the dead body of the once breathing alien. A bright white light pierced through windows of the inn, causing everyone to blink hard and turn their attention away from the corpse. The sound of a ship landing could somehow be heard over the pouring rain which was quickly turning into a storm. Jason quickly ran to the window and shakily pulled down the blinds. His heart clenched and his stomach dropped as he made out the silhouettes of shadowy figures stalking toward the Benbow

"Time to go!" Jaosn yelled as he grabbed Jim's sleeve and sprinted for the stairs, Delbert right behind them. A glowing purple beam of energy shot through the wooden door, heading straight for Jim. Jason quickly shoved his brother to the side, the beam just skimming his upper arm. White hot pain flared through him and the blood roared through his head as he shoved his brother up the stairs. "Hurry up we gotta get out of here!"

…

The sounds of pirates laying waste to the restaurant could be heard as the trio made it to a far back room. While Delbert was attempting to get Delilahto stay still Jim was looking at his brother's arm. His skin was an angry crimson red and shiny with black boiled bumps raised up where the beam had struck him. The longer he stared at the wound the more nauseous he was becoming and yet, he couldn't turn away from the gaping injury. He looked up to see his older brother was also looking at the burn, and his face was becoming frighteningly pale. "We're going to have to treat this later, it stings like a bitch," was all he grounded out before turning his attention to the window.

The sound of footsteps running up the stairs could be heard and the shadowy outlines of the raiders could be seen. Fear constricted Jim as another blast of purple energy was shot in their general direction. "Time's up!" Jim shouted as he quickly shoved the adults out the window and right into Delbert's carriage. The doctor quickly grabbed the reins, causing the surprisingly fast slug like creature to take off.

Jim turned to see his home the diner being engulfed in the hungry inferno. The orange and red colors dancing with the rain and refusing to dim. His heart jump in his throat as the flames soared higher and the sound of explosion could be heard. He sat down and it felt as if a hole had just opened up in his chest. It hurt and it was more agonizing than he could ever imagine. It was hard to breathe and the lump that had formed in his throat was impossible to force down. He stole a quick glance to his brother who had his face buried in his hands. His shoulders slumped in defeat and Jim swore he could see a single tear slip through the cracks of the flimsy shield Jason had made.

The rain slammed unrelentingly on the trio as they fled from their attackers. The roaring clap of thunder above them was deafening and yet, the younger Hawkins could have sworn he heard a piercing scream of anger.