"Shit! They're gaining on us!" John Silver yelled as he made the little aircraft run at full speed. It was made for just one person, but Silver was sharing his space with another.
"This boat won't make it. We have to try and shake them off our trail." A middle-aged man with scruffy brown hair and beard fired his gun at the enemy. The two were stuck on a planet and trying escape from odd looking creatures.
"You're a cheap shot, Leland. Give me that fucking gun and you fly this thing!" He pushed Leland out of the way and took his gun. He fired it and shot one of the creatures in the face; its head exploded and brains went everywhere. "Taste my bullet, you piece of shit!"

Up front Leland was thinking fast on where to go. He saw an opening coming up. It was risky though seeing it was such a narrow path and the boat might not make it through unharmed. But he managed to make it, those creatures would pile up on to each other and get stuck whilst toppling over one another.
Silver nearly fell out as Leland made his turn. "Watch it, dumb ass!"
Leland would have looked back and glared at him but he was too busy, so instead he said, "Not my fault, you overgrown bear!"
Silver fired the gun like rapid fire and shot the last of the creatures while they were struggling to get through. He sat down and heaved a heavy sigh, but all too soon it seemed like as they popped out from the other side and nearly hit a giant tree that had fallen long before they ever came across it.
Leland turned the wheel as fast as he could, swerving the boat. It landed on its side and slid about a thousand feet before stopping. A puff of gas erupted from the engine. "Great..." Leland said.

The poor life boat had seen the last of its days as the engine finally stopped, a loud crack signaling its defeat.
Leland moaned in pain as he struggled to get up. "I'm getting too old for this." He said to himself.
"We better get a move on. That noise could have reached the ears of more of those...things. We need to find a place to hide until we can come up with a plan to get off this damn planet!" Silver was in a sour mood, and for good reason too.
Leland brushed the dirt off his clothes. "Agreed. I think I saw a cave a few miles north when we crash landed here."
Silver raised a brow. "You think, or you know?"
Leland grumbled. "Do you want to stay here then?"
Silver said nothing.
"If we want to survive we have to at least TRY to get along." Leland told his newly aquainted friend.
More unsettling sounds erupted from the forest around them. That was their cue to get the hell out of there.

As Leland said, there was a cave nearby, and with some firewood gathered along the way Silver lit it with his robotic arm(parts of it interchanging to make a lighter). The warmth of the fire was all they had; they hadn't the strength to go hunting for food. They way they saw it they were the ones being hunted.
Silver shifted his eyes from the fire over at Leland. "Hey, have you got any of that jerky left on ya?"
Leland rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a cloth. He unfolded it and three sticks of jerky appeared. He handed one to Silver and ate the second one himself, saving the third for a later time. "Do you think she's alive?" Leland asked after a long pause of silence.
Silver spat at the ground and picked at his teeth. "I'm sure she is. I doubt Barlow would let her go to waste."
Leland shot him a dirty look.
"Hey, now, listen to me. I didn't mean anything bad by it. If he and his men want their full reward they will deliver her unharmed."
"And that military ship that attacked us just before we left...do you think they might have saved her? Or do you think Barlow and his men shook them off?"
Silver thought for a moment. "I want to say the military ship defeated them. There's no way Barlow, with that ship of his, was able to fight back so easily."
Leland sighed, feeling a bit better. "I hope you're right." He stared into the fire.
For the first time Silver was genuinely concerned. "What's on your mind, Leland?"
"I'm thinking about everyone back in the village. I lived among them for so long that I became a part of them."
"They're your second home, I get that. Men like us either have no home or many." Silver said solemnly.
Leland gave him a puzzled look. "Second home?"
"You mention before that you're orginally from Montressor, right?" said Silver.
Leland nodded.
"So that village would be your second home."
Leland rubbed his hands together to warm them. "I guess you're right."
There was nother long pause before Silver continued speaking. "I know a young lad from Montressor, altough, I haven't seen him for years. His name is Jim...Jim Hawkins."
Leland's head peaked with great interest. "Jim Hawkins?"
Silver nodded once. "Last I saw him he out grew his boyhood and became a real man." Silver told Leland of the adventure he went on with Jim Hawkins to find Treasure Planet.
"Treasure Planet isn't a real place." Leland said.
Silver glared at him. "Of course it is! I saw it with my own two eyes! Why not go back to Montressor and ask that lad, Jim Hawkins, in person?"
"I can't go back." Leland said, looking hopeless.
"Why not?" Silver asked him.
Leland took a big breath before saying, "Jim Hawkins is my son."
Silver's eyes went wide. "So you're the one who ran off?" He was pissed now. "Do you have any idea what kind of hell you put that boy through? I never met his mother but I can only imagine how you made her feel!"
"Shut up! You don't understand. I felt weighted, worn out, empty. I had so much hope for my families future and then it all went to shit with the mines."
Silver crossed his arms. "So...you left them to rot."
Leland shook his head. "By the time I realized my mistake it was too late."
Silver scoffed. "You mean, you didn't know how big of a mistake it was while you were leaving? Unbelievable..."
"I wanted to go back." Leland said with earnesty. "The ship I was on got attacked by pirates and while escaping with one of the life boats I was sucked into a planets atmospher and couldn't get out. When I crashed my boat it all went to hell and I had no way of fixing it. I was stuck there!"
Silver leaned back on the cave wall. "None of that matters now, does it?"
Leland looked utterly defeated by those words.
"What does matter, though, is finding Iris. We need to get her home to her village—to her parents."
"I completely agree," said Leland. "But how do you suggest we do that seeing as were fucking stranded here?"
"You eave that to me. I don't have this metal arm of mine for nothing." Silver grinned feeling determind.
"And when we do get off this planet where do you have in mind for us to go?"
Silver grinned. "Montressor of course."

There was fire everywhere.
So much screaming, thought Iris. Make it stop! Her village being attacked by men who called themselves pirates. They took them by surprise and held them captive, killing anyone who stood in their way—her father unfortunately was one of them.
"No, stop it!" Screamed Iris's mother, Sigrid. She was being held down by a man as she helplessly watched four men take her husband down and beath him to death.
Aman named Barlow took his axe and swung with all his might cutting ofthe leaders head. He continued by stomping his foot on the decapitated head.
So much blood, thought Iris. Make it stop!
From there each man took a limb for themselvles as trophies.
Iris was brought up next and flung toward the remains of her father's body. Barlow easily overpowered her and forced her on her stomach, ripping her clothes off. Iris screamed and screamed. "Mama, help me! Mama! MAMA!" Her lungs hurt from screaming and crying and her eyes stung from the smoke. "Someone help me! Mama!"She sobbed as she felt the weight of Barlow on topb of her. He spread her legs and held herdown his own, readying himself.
Suddenly, a man from the crowd broke free and flung himself at Barlow. It was Leland. He managed togive him one good punch before getting dragged off and getting his ass handed to him. "Leave these people be! They did nothing toyou!"
Barlow stood up, angry. He walked over to Leland and punched him so hard in the gut he spat out blood. The men let him drop; he was in too much pain to move. Barlow picked up his axe, ready to detach his head from his shoulders when Iris suddenly stopped him.
She grabbed on to Barlow's jacket and pulled at it."Please," she begged. "Don't take my uncle Leland away too."
Barlow dropped his axe and picked Iris up by the neck, choking her.
Sigrid screamed, a new strength finding its way in to her bones. She effortlessly freed herself from the man holding her down and broke his neck. She then went after Barlow and jumped on his back, beating him like a whild animal.
Unfortunately Barlow grabbed her by the hair and flung her forward. She fell hard on the ground and Barlow was quick to make sure she stayed there. He held her down with his weight and pulled his arm back before releasing a powerful blow to her face.
"Mama!" Iris screamed.
Barlow ripped the bottom half of Sigrids dress off and wasted no time enjoying her.
Iris was held down and forced to watch her mother being raped.

When Barlow finished he walked over to Iris and picked her up by the arm. "It's time to go. Lay waste to this God forsaken place. We have what we came here for." He started dragging Iris along.
"Wait," Sigrid called. "Leave me my took my husband...leave me my daughter." She could barely stay concsious.
Barlow walked back over ot her with Iris still in his grasp. He pulled out a knife from his boot and held Iris by the hair now. He cut her long beautiful hair and let the remnants scatter about the ground. "There, you can keep a part of her." He turned his back to her, taking Iris with him. "Bring that one with us as well." He motioned his head toward Leland. "Now, let's get the hell out of here."

Iris woke up. She had fallen asleep in the garden of flowers. Today was an exceptionally sunny day, but she found that her spirits couldn't be more dull. As she wiped away her tears she sat up right and sighed. She had been living at the Benbow Inn for a week now. Sarah and Ben were kind to her and never made her do anything she wasn't comfortable with. However, Sarah still managed to dress her up like a doll.
"It makes me so happy being able to dress you up. I never had a daughter, so I never had this opportunity until now." Sarah blushed from embarrassment. "I mean—not that you're my daughter or anything..." her voice trailed off and she continued her humming as she dressed Iris.
Today Iris was put in a pale blue dress reaching to her ankles. The sleeves were long and her chest was well covered. Instead of the pink sash she wore a black one and it too was tied in a perfect bow. She wore the same black stockings and this time she had boots that fit her. Even her hair was properly done. Sarah had most of it under control with hair pins.

Iris was so fixed on looking out at the open space before her that she hadn't noticed Jim sitting down next to her. He said something but she wasn't really paying attention, and then she smelt something wonderful.
Chocolate.
It had become her favorite thing to eat since coming here.
While still staring out she slightly turned her head in the direction the chocolatey smell was coming from and opened her mouth. When she inhaled the piece of chocolate something else came with it. This time she brought her full attention to Jim and noticed that he was still holding on to the piece of chocolate. His fingers were in her mouth. Embarrassed now Iris turned back around, although she managed to swipe the piece of chocolate from him too.
Jim was at a loss for words and picked up another piece of chocolate.
Iris saw this from the corner of her eye and went to grab for it, but Jim held it back. Iris gave him a confused look and tried to grab it again and again he held it back.
"No," he said. "Do it how you did it the last time."
Iris raised a brow.
"Oh come on." Said Jim. "That was funny." However funny it might of been he also thought it was cute, but he wasn't going to tell her that.
"You fiend..." Iris said and she grabbed the chocolate with her mouth again, the taste of his fingers mixed with it; salty and sweet.
Jim grabbed a piece for himself and popped it in his mouth. He licked his fingers, the same fingers Iris had in her mouth, to get the excess chocolate off. It was then that he noticed her eyes were a bit red. He set the box of chocolates down and reached for her face. "Have you been crying?" He asked.
Iris moved her head back so Jim couldn't touch her. "No," she lied and grabbed the box of chocolates, chowing down.
Jim wasn't convinced and he reached to pull the box away. "If you eat them that fast you'll get a stomach ache." He told her and hid the box behind his back now. "What's the matter, Iris?"
Iris pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. "I told you...everything."
"What does that mean, though—everything?"
"Everything will be wrong until I can go home and fix things." She said.
"What sort of things are wrong at home?" he asked.
Iris sighed. "...Everything."
Jim was going in a circle with her again. He wasn't getting anywhere when it came to helping her. Suddenlly Jim reached for her hair, admiring the firey auburn colors in the sun light. He played with the part of her hair that had gone rouge. At first Jim thought that she would flich and move away again, but she didn't. Instead she leaned toward him and rested her head on his shoulder. Now he sat completely still, not wanting to move in fear of betraying her trust. Trust, he thought. I need her trust first. But did she not already trust him? He saved her, didn't he? Perhaps Iris was like the box of chocolates and he wasn't sure what he would get from her. There was more to her than he realized.