On a planet covered in colors of green and blue with specs of other bright colors, and waterfalls the size of some of its tallest mountains, was home to a small group of natives.
The forests ran deep and so did the rivers. Everything here flowed with perfect grace that if one were to stand still long enough you'd think time had stopped.
A little girl was playing in the forest, throwing rocks with her sling shot and climbing trees, jumping off large stones and hiding in the tall grass. She was almost naked with the exception of the feathered necklace she wore and the leaf sewn skirt. Her hair was long with tiny braids; her young, innocent hazel eyes looking out at the world with curiosity until suddenly something came through the sky with a loud bang. She looked up in the direction where she heard it and ran.
As she came to the edge of the forest she saw a strange contraption shaped like a boat, but this boat was falling from the sky and its sails looked like yellow-gold scales.
The flying boat landed with a loud noise and slid a few hundred yards before stopping.
For some reason the little girl was not afraid and she stepped out from the shadows of the forest and into the light where she now stood in a field of pale purple flowers.
Smoke was rising from the boat and it gave off an odd smell. The little girl did not mind this though and walked closer. As she neared the boat she noticed someone struggling to get up. It was man and he was cursing something fierce as he threw off his coat. It was on fire and he stomped on it to stop it from spreading.
It was a moment before the man noticed the little girl standing a few feet from him. Shocked, and happy to not be alone, the man smiled at her.
"Hi there."
The little girl did not speak his tongue, though, and gave him an odd look. Of course, at that time the man did not know this and he continued speaking to the little girl. "What's your name, kiddo? You can call me Leland." And then he said, "Can you tell me where I am?"

Iris leaned against the wooden ledge of the ship, her chin resting on her palm. She was looking out to the distance; a moon shaped spaceport was in view. Instead of thinking of what she should do next once getting off the ship (if she was able to), she was thinking about the past.
Everyone around her was busy getting things ready to dock the port. She ignored most of the noise. Most.

With some effort Iris pulled her gaze away and turned to look at all the busy people. Jim was standing at the helm giving out orders. Phillip was standing next to him but soon walked off to talk with a few others.
Iris had known Jim for three days now and his attitude toward her never changed. He made sure she was comfortable and had plenty to eat, and he kept his word on keeping her from harm. She wanted to thank him, so she made her way up the steps and stood about a foot away from him. She wasn't sure how to approach him. This was her first time saying something to him first. "Umm..." Her voice was quiet. "I...ummm..." She tried again but her voice was muffled by the sound of others talking.
Finally, she closed the gape between them a little more and tugged on his jacket.
Jim turned his head back some to look at her. "Yes, Iris?"
"Thank you," she said. "For everything."
Jim smiled. "You're welcome." He turned his head back around.
Iris joined him at his side and looked down at everyone.
"Have you given any thought as to what you will do when we get to the spaceport?" Jim asked her.
Iris shook her head. "No."
Jim tapped the helm with his finger and shifted some of his weight to one side. "Don't worry, we'll think of something."
Taken aback Iris said, "We," she said in question and tucked her hair behind her ears, trying to keep it out of her face.
Jim glanced down at her for a second, but then took a double take. Her ears were slightly pointed at the top, and her earlobes showed signs of having been pierced. "I had a feeling you wouldn't know where to go, so I'm taking you to Montressor with me. I hope you don't mind."
Iris shook her head.
"However," Jim said, "you will have tell me more about you. That's the only way I can really help you."
Iris nodded to this. All she had told Jim was that she was kidnapped along with a few others; her name and age (19) and that she came from the Coral Galaxy.
"Look," said Jim. "We're almost there."

When they landed Iris watched the pirates be taken away one by one by the police. She was glade to be rid of them. Having them kept under her feet made her feel uneasy.
Iris and Jim were the last to get off the ship. They had to stay behind and wait for everyone else and make sure all things were accounted for.
This was Iris's first time being off a ship in whole month, although it felt longer to her. She was amazed by the structure of the buildings and even enjoyed some of the music that was being played in the streets.
To keep herself close to Jim she clutched on the sleeve of his jacket and wouldn't let go until they were away from the crowd.
They came upon what looked like an egg shaped shuttle with windows. It was ten feet in length and six feet in width. A robotic policeman stood near as if waiting for them.
"Captain James Pleiades Hawkins." Said the robotic policeman.
Iris looked at it, eyes wide.
"Just in time," said Jim. He then looked back at Iris and offered his hand to her to help her inside the shuttle. "Shall we?"

The interior was white with the exception of the floor being a grey color and the ceiling having a window so one could look up at the sky. The seats were soft, cushioned with a tick foam, and so was the back, allowing anyone to lean on it without hurting their back.
The shuttle was also air tight so when the doors closed the noise outside had vanished.
"Monstressor mining bay drop off." Jim said to an unknown source. The shuttle complied and started moving on its own. "It will take about twenty minutes to get there, so sit tight and try to relax."
Even though Iris knew they were moving, to her it felt like they were sitting still, that's how smoothly the shuttle flew.
The stillness was making Iris's eyelids feel heavy, trying so hard to keep them open, but alas sleep overcame her.

The little girl led the man who called himself Leland into the forest by hand. His hands were so much bigger than hers that she pulled him along by grasping two of his fingers.
He asked her questions from time to time but she never answered. And then, she stopped. A duzen men wearing masks made out animal skin, bones and feathers popped out from behind the trees.
The man named Leland pulled his hand away from the little girl and looked at the men, frightened.
The little girl looked back at him, confused. Surely this man had nothing to worry about, for she knew the men in the masks well.
A voice boomed and the little girl turned to see the man standing in front of her now: her father and also the chief of their tribe. He spoke to her in their native tongue. They exchanged a few words and then the chief looked at his men and ordered them back to the village.
Leland, the little girl and the rest started walking again. Leland wasn't sure what he had gotten himself into but when the little girl looked back and smiled at him, he somehow knew that everything would be just fine.

Iris slowly opened her eyes. She was still in the shuttle.
It slowly came to her knowledge that she was leaning against Jim. She must have slumped over while she slept and used his arm as a cushion.
"Did you have a nice nap?" Jim asked her.
Iris quickly straightened herself out. She didn't say anything.
"We're almost there." He told her.
Iris looked out the window, her hands pressed against the cool glass. She saw houses not far away, all lit up with lanterns. There were dirt roads going this way and that, allowing a person to walk wherever they pleased. The colors were dull and grim, save for a large garden that rested up ahead on a hill with a building standing next it and a sign on it that read: The Benbow Inn.