Jim Hawkins
AND SO THE STORY BEGINS
Jim let the wind guide his Solar Surfer, he didn't really know where to go anyways, and neither did he care.He saw the junk heap that he used to explore in…a mischievous smile light his face. He pulled sharply on his Solar Surfer and headed straight for the funnel that opened and closed at least every 2 or 3 seconds, and raced towards it, suddenly the funnel stopped, and Jim had to turn sharply upwards.
"What the HECK!" He said.
He caught a glimpse of a sail in the corner of his right eye, and gasped, trying to turn while whipping his head back around. Too late.
He was flung straight off his Solar Surfer and landed front first on the shrouds of a space vessel, he rolled, trying to grab hold of the ropes, and slammed onto the Main Deck. There was a long silence; Jim pulled his head up, his hair sticking out everywhere. "Mmm…wha?" He said, pulling his hand away from his face, where it just happened to have been. He sat up, shaking his head…a pair of feet…strange, bug like feet, fell in front of him, "Hello Jim, it's so…lovely, to see you again" Jim gasped, but that was impossible…Scroop should have been floating in deep space, dead as a door nail…He looked up very fast. Scroop pulled him roughly to his feet, "Urg!" Jim croaked and Scroop shoved him against the wall.
"How is Silver, might I add?" He asked in a cruel sort of way.
Jim glared at Scroop; Scroop picked Jim up by his collar and slammed him back into the main mast. Jim bit his lip. He wasn't going to give Scroop the satisfactory scream that the eight legged freak wanted! Scroop bent closer, "Well?" He asked those yellow eyes stared, full of what Jim thought to be some sick sort of humor.
"He's doing fine" Jim said clearly. Scroop snarled, and threw Jim. Jim slammed into a large pile of rope, "Lock him in the forecastle!" Scroop snarled. Two rowdy pirates scooped him up by his arms, "NOO!" He growled loudly, struggling. Scroop watched them drag him away.