You're My Treasure

Chapter 9

Right, about the ship illustration... never mind that, it didn't take long for me to realize that I suck at drawing ships.

The feline figure punched here and there, landed shots up and down, and evaded any incoming attack forward and backward. Amelia was a master class in the situation, whilst the others were trying to imitate her, or to survive, at the very least.

Her slender arm supported her weight on the floor as she arched her back, evading a swing of arm. In the end, she felt two hands catching her by the shoulders, which pushed her back right up. It was Jim!

"Hawkins! Reach for the wheel! Head this ship downwards! Reduce our altitude by half!" She commanded. Even in the middle of the chaotic fight, Jim managed to hear the command and nodded.

"Aye Aye, captain!"

In an instance, he rushed towards the wheel of the ship. Using his bare foot, he kicked some men and aliens in his way to make his way down. But, something stopped him. Jim stopped at a scene involving his mother, Ben, and a bulky alien with four arms. Both allies were pinned down by the monstrous alien, with its ugly face inching towards Sarah's, which was completely the opposite.

Jim reached for his gun, and shot the alien on the back. Little did he know, the shot landed on an armored part of the back, resulting the laser to bounce upwards.

"Hrmph?!" The alien turned to Jim. "You dimwit!"

Charging towards the male with wide steps, Jim saw his opportunity. He charged towards the alien as well, and slid under its steps, and landed a punch where the sun never shone.

"OOF—"

"Oh man, I barely felt anything there," Jim mocked, helping his mother and Ben stand back on their feet. With a dab, he cleaned her attire from the dusts of the battle. He then realized her unusual attire.

"Mom, you look great!" Jim complimented, seemingly not caring about the battle around him.

"Save it for later," she was about to cock her rifle until she noticed something crucial. "Wait, Jim! Have you talked to Ariel?!"

He let out a groan. "Save that for later," he took a firm grip on her rifle and cocked it, making it ready for the next shots.

"But Jim! It's really important!"

The boy cared none, instead, he dashed through the crowd towards the captain's quarter. His mother planted a hand on her forehead, she knew this was going to be hard.

"Ben, make sure my son gets out of this alive," Sarah commanded. "The least important person on this deck is me, so make sure, especially my son and Ariel, make out of this alive."

Ben noticed the not-so deliberate pun, but he knew this was not the time to point it out. "Aye aye, Sarah!"

The robot 'motored' his way to Jim's direction, and soon already finding himself in a problem when two men wielding swords were blocking his way.

"You wanna fight, lads? Go ahead!"

On the captain's quarter, where the steering wheel of the ship lied, a fight between Amelia's crew and who seemed to be a man as large as mountains was taking place. He had dark blue skin, and half of his muscular body was exposed, as he was only wearing a pair of trousers. Amelia's men were circling the mountain-like man with rifles. They thought they had the advantage with fire power, but before they could even pull their triggers, the gigantic man grabbed collected their rifles in a blinding speed, and bended the end of them with a muscle.

"I can do the same to your bones, gentlemen," the man said in a deep, raspy voice. He then proceeded to use the crooked rifles to knock out every single man circling him with a single swing. Jim spectated in shock, he was clearly no match for the enemy in front of him.