Rating: PG-13 (Just because I don't feel comfortable rating this lower than that)
Disclaimer: Ellen is the only character/name I own. Disney owns the rest. Robert Louis Stevenson who wrote the book Treasure Island that this movie is based off of owns Livesey.
Author's note: I do believe in fairies! I do, I do! Just please don't leave me! I don't know what I'm talking about either, but who cares?
Well, then I owe you something, she said, and I never go back on a bargain. She turned his head towards her and kissed him…full on the lips. If anyone else saw this they'd probably laugh their head off at Jim's surprised expression.
Jim's mind went through a strange sensation, kind of like that rush of adrenaline that he got from his solar surfer earlier that day. Everything spun around, in a good way, though, not like nausea. When she broke the kiss he was almost overcome with a longing for that sensation again. She was laughing at him, because he still looked surprised.
That's what you whispered in my ear, right? she asked, Isn't that what you wanted? She had the biggest smile, maybe to keep the bouts of laughter she was holding back.
He flushed and turned away, a little embarrassed that he looked so funny. Yes, that's what I whispered in your ear, he admitted, but I didn't think…forget it. He retired to listening to his mom's conversation with Doppler. She was talking about how brilliant a child he had been and how he never recovered from when his father had left. Damn him, he thought.
I'm sorry about your dad, Ellen said, suddenly quite solemn, I'm sorry he left you and your mom like that. Just out of the blue. She didn't understand the situation fully, but it seemed worse than with her parents. Hers were dead, his dad just up and left. He chose to leave, unlike her parents.
Jim just shrugged and acted as though it didn't bother him—Ellen knew otherwise. Don't worry about it, he said, I'm doing just fine without him. He moved away when she put a hand on his shoulder.
Oh, yeah right, she said trying to lighten the mood, You're doing just fine getting arrested thirteen times? This earned a small laugh, but the rest that followed was silence. It was very uncomfortable, and it consumed them both. They almost didn't hear the ship's engine as it sputtered loudly past.
What the hell, Jim muttered, Shit! That's one rundown ship. He slid down off the roof. I doubt anyone could control that thing. He landed on his knees and then got to his feet. He ran up to it as soon as the ship had crash-landed on a small dock. Ellen was right behind him.
The hatch opened, but at first nobody came out of it. You okay in there? Jim called as he approached. Ellen was giving unheard warnings to be careful. Suddenly the driver emerged.
This huge lizard-like man came forth and collapsed in a heap on the ground. He had gills in his snakish, long neck, which seemed to be gasping out small amounts of air. The guy was in horrible shape. He grabbed the front of Jim's shirt and spoke in a hoarse voice. Can ye hear 'em? he asked in short coughs, Those gears and gyros whirlin' and hissin' like the devil 'imself? The minute he spoke Ellen looked deathly frightened. Her eyes glanced back and forth from the man to a chest that he clutched close to his chest.
Billy? she muttered under her breath, the name used to haunt her dreams along with many others that belonged to those scurvy cutthroats. But that's not yet to be uncovered. In the meantime, Billy had again collapsed in a fit of coughs and him clutching his chest.
Jim attempted to get the man to his feet, but he only managed to prop his arm on his shoulder. Ellen, he said, snap out of it and help me. She shook her head and pulled the man up and slipped beneath his other arm. They worked together the get him up the inn on the hill.
Thanks for listening, Delbert, Sarah said as Dr. Doppler collected his coat and glasses from his table, I don't know why, but it helps more than you know. She sighed as she opened a holo-locket and looked at the images of Jim as a small, cute, little boy. Then she spoke quietly, almost to herself. I wish things could go back to the way they were before, she said, Back when he would always smile and play. He'd bring home an adorable pet and beg me to let him keep it.
Well, some pets aren't adorable. Delbert opened the door to reveal Jim and Ellen holding a coughing lizard-man. Apparently they could get the door open when it started to rain. They pushed in through Delbert, who stood in the way and Jim tripped causing the tree to fall and Billy to remain on the floor. He reached for his chest, which had also fallen.
Jim pushed it towards him and he pushed a code in on a latch on the front. 'E's acomin', he muttered, He'll be wantin' this. But I cant let 'him have this. Once the chest was opened Billy pulled out a bundle of cloth that looked to be covering a sphere of some sort.
What are you talking about? Jim asked, Who's coming?
Billy grabbed Jim's shirt again and pulled him down to him. The cyborg, he whispered, Beware the cyborg! Ellen didn't even need to hear to know whom he was talking about. She went to the window and put a slit in the hologram window-cover. There was another ship docked now and a group of people was heading towards the inn.
DamnPirates, she said, We need to go. Now! She showed Sarah, who was more appalled by the fact that they had guns.
Billy had died, during this little observation, of cardiac arrest influenced by alcohol intake. In other words, he drank so much rum he had a stroke. Jim now had the little wrapped up sphere in his possession. Jim and Ellen both knew there was danger and everyone else knew when the doorknob was shot off by a laser pistol.
I'm with Ellen, Dr. Doppler said. He and Jim rushed Sarah up the stairs and Ellen followed, but stayed at the top of the staircase to see what was going on. Jim, Sarah, and Delbert stopped when the hall ended. The only thing behind them was a window. Jim opened it and looked down to see Delilah, the doctor's replacement for a horse to drive his carriage. Ellen shouted that they had started a fire and ran down the hall just as Jim had pushed the doctor and his mother out the window.
I don't like the thought of jumping out of a window, Jim, Ellen protested, I'd rather go back and die by a pistol. She didn't even walk up to the windowsill.
Don't be ridicules, Jim hissed, Come on, there's no other way out besides a higher window. He held out a hand, which she hesitantly took. Right now, trust me, even if you never trust me again, trust me now. They jumped out the second story window of the Benbow inn and that was the last time anyone ever entered the place again.
