******CLEAR! Beeeeeeep….CLEAR! Beeeeeeep, beep, beep, beep….I'm alive!!! Sorry I took so long, I know most of you must hate me now. But anyway, here's the next chapter. And I just wanted to tell you all that I'm working on pictures of my characters on all my stories. If you want to know my other Treasure Planet story is Not That Ordinary, and my Peter Pan fics are A Pirate?, and Dream Come True. So, read them…please. So, 8th chapter.
Chapter Eight
The smell of an unspoiled land drifted by the crew members noses. The freshness of the grasses and trees were something that hardly anyone had seen much of.
They had all stopped for a moment to take a glance at the map and to try to get their bearings of this new world. Excitement was plastered across the old cyborgs face as he discussed the treasure and the trail to it with Jim. Azize couldn't even look at them.
She was currently sitting on the soft ground of her home world a few meters away from the group. What could she do? Like Silver had feared of becoming himself, she had gotten soft. She let these people grow on her. She allowed herself to care for them, for Silver…for Jim. There had to be some way to get everyone to leave this place. In a matter of a few hours the tribe would have discovered the location of the crew and put the plan into action.
The screams of the dream she had a few days before surfaced in her head. Lifting her hand to her forehead, she desperately tried to block them out. Taking her other hand and putting it over the cloth that covered the burn on her arm that she had found after that dream, she thought about the elvin species so called 'gift'.
A sign of things to come. That's what those kind of dreams where and that's what that dream was. A sign. Meant to warn, meant to give a person time to change it. But this time changing that outcome would be harder then it had been before.
Lost in her thoughts, Azize hadn't noticed the presence of another person behind her. She couldn't feel the blue gaze of the brown haired boy. All she could feel was the guilt and fear rushing over her senses.
"Azize?" the owner of the blue eyes asked quietly. He hadn't talked to her for a few days, and he was feeling a bit timid after what had happened after their last meeting. He could almost still feel the sting of the slap she had given him after his remark about her parents.
The elf girl turned her head a bit, just to acknowledge that he was there but stayed silent. Maybe if she told him, everyone would have enough sense to leave. Humph, of course being the people that they are they probably think they couldn't be taken down by her people. If they did think that…oh how wrong they were.
"Look Azize. I'm sorry for what I said the other night. I just got frustrated when you yelled at me. I didn't mean to…
"Its alright Jim. Don't worry about it." she cut him off, still without looking at him. Turning her head so that she was facing in front of her again, she gazed out across the green field. He was still there, and this time she could feel his gaze.
Looking back over to the group, Jim noticed the wave from Silver that indicated that they where heading out.
"Come on. We gotta go." he said walking to the side of Azize and holding a hand out to her. Glancing over at him she grabbed onto his hand and pulled herself up, and the first thing she saw when she was up was a soft smile on Jims face which she returned with difficulty. 'Oh Gods.' she thought to herself.
Making their way back to the group, Jim thought about asked Azize why she had been avoiding him but decided against it. Something was bothering the girl, but he had no clue as to what it could be. Suddenly noticing that his hand was still grasping hers, he blushed a little and looked over at her. Staring in front of herself, she didn't seem to mind the hand to hand contact.
About thirty minutes later of silence, Jim looked over at her once again. Her eyes were trained on the ground and he could almost see the wheels turning in her head.
'I'm going to tell him. There's no other way' Azize thought to herself as they walked. She knew her would most likely hate her, but that would be better then to see him falling off into space like that dream showed her would happen. 'Ok, here it goes…'
"Uh, Jim…"she started and gulped. Being a little startled by the sudden break of silence, he jumped a little and looked over at her.
"Yeh?"
"I, um, h-have to tell you something…"she mentally slapped herself for stuttering. Her vision was still directed in front of her at the quick moving pirates, the hunger for treasure moving them on.
"Go ahead Azize." he said urging her on.
"I…I, um…I'm sorry about what I said about your dad." she blurted out and cringed. That wasn't what she was planning on telling, but that needed to be said too.
"It's alright Azize…I guess I kinda deserved it after what I said." Jim responded reassuringly and gave her hand a little squeeze.
'He is really not helping this situation…' she thought. She had noticed the fact that he still had hold on her hand long ago, but couldn't bring herself to tear away.
Seeing it that they were talking now, Jim thought it a good idea to ask her about the avoiding issue.
"Now can I ask you something?"
"Uh huh." she answered looked over at him through the corner of her eye.
"Why have you been avoiding me? If its about the whole parents thing I…"
"No, Jim. Its…its not about the parents thing. It was…uh…" she paused and looked around her. She was about to say it and something just had to distract her. Taking in their surroundings she noticed the sun was about to set and the sky had been bathed in red and gold.
But that wasn't what torn her away from their conversation. Something was wrong. Looking ahead again she found the rest of the group had slowed to a stop near a line of trees, and had began setting up camp and they could presumably continue in the morning. But they where in a clearing! Didn't they know how dangerous that could be?
She could hear Jims voice in the background asking if she was ok as she began to move her head around sharply, trying to find the source of her discomfort. She was pulled out of her searching when Jim softly but firmly grabbed her shoulders and turned her towards him.
"Azize, Azize! Are you alright?" he asked with concern skimming his eyes. Like a child being talked to by an adult, Azize nodded slowly locking eyes with Jim. Why did he have to care so much? Why did he come to see if she was ok the night of the dream? Why did he care if she lost it trying to look for the danger that she knew was around? Why couldn't he be careless like the people that she thought cared about her in the tribe?
'Because' she thought 'He's not them. He's Jim. The guy she met on a ship, and just thought it would be a no problem thing. The guy that started all these feelings. The guy that…has cared for me more in a few simple weeks then anyone in my tribe or anyone else has in my lifetime.' And as fate would have it, the one person that did care would fall victim to a plan formed by her own people…by her.
Lost in her thoughts once again, she hadn't noticed the hand that had found its way up to her cheek. Jims fingers brushed the soft but tough skin of her face bringing her back to reality. In her trance like state she hadn't noticed him getting closer or the feel of his breath on her lips. But now that she did notice she couldn't move. The little voice that had guided her through the years had shut up when she realized what was happening.
This wasn't right…she shouldn't be doing this. But at the moment she didn't care. She was finally letting something that she wanted happen, and she wasn't going to back down this time. As the centimeters between them grew fewer, she saw Jim start to slowly shut his eyes and she began to do the same. But to her dismay, this happiness wasn't to last.
Before their lips met and her eyes fully closed, they shot open again when she glanced behind Jim. Fear and the feeling of loosing clutched at her when she saw ten or fifteen of her tribe members looking down on them from behind the top of a nearby hill, all armed with swords and bows and arrows.
*****Duh duh dummm…well there ya go. To tell ya the truth I'm kinda loosing faith in this story. I'm not really 'feeling it'. So, I might write more if a get any positive reviews.
Chapter Eight
The smell of an unspoiled land drifted by the crew members noses. The freshness of the grasses and trees were something that hardly anyone had seen much of.
They had all stopped for a moment to take a glance at the map and to try to get their bearings of this new world. Excitement was plastered across the old cyborgs face as he discussed the treasure and the trail to it with Jim. Azize couldn't even look at them.
She was currently sitting on the soft ground of her home world a few meters away from the group. What could she do? Like Silver had feared of becoming himself, she had gotten soft. She let these people grow on her. She allowed herself to care for them, for Silver…for Jim. There had to be some way to get everyone to leave this place. In a matter of a few hours the tribe would have discovered the location of the crew and put the plan into action.
The screams of the dream she had a few days before surfaced in her head. Lifting her hand to her forehead, she desperately tried to block them out. Taking her other hand and putting it over the cloth that covered the burn on her arm that she had found after that dream, she thought about the elvin species so called 'gift'.
A sign of things to come. That's what those kind of dreams where and that's what that dream was. A sign. Meant to warn, meant to give a person time to change it. But this time changing that outcome would be harder then it had been before.
Lost in her thoughts, Azize hadn't noticed the presence of another person behind her. She couldn't feel the blue gaze of the brown haired boy. All she could feel was the guilt and fear rushing over her senses.
"Azize?" the owner of the blue eyes asked quietly. He hadn't talked to her for a few days, and he was feeling a bit timid after what had happened after their last meeting. He could almost still feel the sting of the slap she had given him after his remark about her parents.
The elf girl turned her head a bit, just to acknowledge that he was there but stayed silent. Maybe if she told him, everyone would have enough sense to leave. Humph, of course being the people that they are they probably think they couldn't be taken down by her people. If they did think that…oh how wrong they were.
"Look Azize. I'm sorry for what I said the other night. I just got frustrated when you yelled at me. I didn't mean to…
"Its alright Jim. Don't worry about it." she cut him off, still without looking at him. Turning her head so that she was facing in front of her again, she gazed out across the green field. He was still there, and this time she could feel his gaze.
Looking back over to the group, Jim noticed the wave from Silver that indicated that they where heading out.
"Come on. We gotta go." he said walking to the side of Azize and holding a hand out to her. Glancing over at him she grabbed onto his hand and pulled herself up, and the first thing she saw when she was up was a soft smile on Jims face which she returned with difficulty. 'Oh Gods.' she thought to herself.
Making their way back to the group, Jim thought about asked Azize why she had been avoiding him but decided against it. Something was bothering the girl, but he had no clue as to what it could be. Suddenly noticing that his hand was still grasping hers, he blushed a little and looked over at her. Staring in front of herself, she didn't seem to mind the hand to hand contact.
About thirty minutes later of silence, Jim looked over at her once again. Her eyes were trained on the ground and he could almost see the wheels turning in her head.
'I'm going to tell him. There's no other way' Azize thought to herself as they walked. She knew her would most likely hate her, but that would be better then to see him falling off into space like that dream showed her would happen. 'Ok, here it goes…'
"Uh, Jim…"she started and gulped. Being a little startled by the sudden break of silence, he jumped a little and looked over at her.
"Yeh?"
"I, um, h-have to tell you something…"she mentally slapped herself for stuttering. Her vision was still directed in front of her at the quick moving pirates, the hunger for treasure moving them on.
"Go ahead Azize." he said urging her on.
"I…I, um…I'm sorry about what I said about your dad." she blurted out and cringed. That wasn't what she was planning on telling, but that needed to be said too.
"It's alright Azize…I guess I kinda deserved it after what I said." Jim responded reassuringly and gave her hand a little squeeze.
'He is really not helping this situation…' she thought. She had noticed the fact that he still had hold on her hand long ago, but couldn't bring herself to tear away.
Seeing it that they were talking now, Jim thought it a good idea to ask her about the avoiding issue.
"Now can I ask you something?"
"Uh huh." she answered looked over at him through the corner of her eye.
"Why have you been avoiding me? If its about the whole parents thing I…"
"No, Jim. Its…its not about the parents thing. It was…uh…" she paused and looked around her. She was about to say it and something just had to distract her. Taking in their surroundings she noticed the sun was about to set and the sky had been bathed in red and gold.
But that wasn't what torn her away from their conversation. Something was wrong. Looking ahead again she found the rest of the group had slowed to a stop near a line of trees, and had began setting up camp and they could presumably continue in the morning. But they where in a clearing! Didn't they know how dangerous that could be?
She could hear Jims voice in the background asking if she was ok as she began to move her head around sharply, trying to find the source of her discomfort. She was pulled out of her searching when Jim softly but firmly grabbed her shoulders and turned her towards him.
"Azize, Azize! Are you alright?" he asked with concern skimming his eyes. Like a child being talked to by an adult, Azize nodded slowly locking eyes with Jim. Why did he have to care so much? Why did he come to see if she was ok the night of the dream? Why did he care if she lost it trying to look for the danger that she knew was around? Why couldn't he be careless like the people that she thought cared about her in the tribe?
'Because' she thought 'He's not them. He's Jim. The guy she met on a ship, and just thought it would be a no problem thing. The guy that started all these feelings. The guy that…has cared for me more in a few simple weeks then anyone in my tribe or anyone else has in my lifetime.' And as fate would have it, the one person that did care would fall victim to a plan formed by her own people…by her.
Lost in her thoughts once again, she hadn't noticed the hand that had found its way up to her cheek. Jims fingers brushed the soft but tough skin of her face bringing her back to reality. In her trance like state she hadn't noticed him getting closer or the feel of his breath on her lips. But now that she did notice she couldn't move. The little voice that had guided her through the years had shut up when she realized what was happening.
This wasn't right…she shouldn't be doing this. But at the moment she didn't care. She was finally letting something that she wanted happen, and she wasn't going to back down this time. As the centimeters between them grew fewer, she saw Jim start to slowly shut his eyes and she began to do the same. But to her dismay, this happiness wasn't to last.
Before their lips met and her eyes fully closed, they shot open again when she glanced behind Jim. Fear and the feeling of loosing clutched at her when she saw ten or fifteen of her tribe members looking down on them from behind the top of a nearby hill, all armed with swords and bows and arrows.
*****Duh duh dummm…well there ya go. To tell ya the truth I'm kinda loosing faith in this story. I'm not really 'feeling it'. So, I might write more if a get any positive reviews.