Jim saw the glint of a sword and then the hand that reached out to grab him. He ducked, scooting back up the stairs, stopping only short of the tall, black boots that stomped down upon the top step.

The pistol gave a hum, charging… fingernails slowly trailed their way down the banister.

Jim and Sarah were cornered.

“Who are you? What’ going on?” Sarah panted through panicked breaths.

But Elizabeth’s attention remained focused on the boy.

“James Hawkins.” Her hiss sent shivers down his spine. “I have onboard my ship, a friend of yours who is absolutely dying to see you.”

Jim backed up against the wall, his eyes focused on nothing but trying to find a way out. There was another pistol in the kitchen, he knew that. The door was just down the stairs… but he couldn’t go up, he couldn’t go down.

“Oh yeah?” he said, his eyes still focused on the distance between him and that railing. “Tell him, I said hi.”

All at once, he threw himself forward, his hands grabbing the railing he flung himself over and down onto the floor below.

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HOLY HELL!!!
this took me forever and a day to draw!!!
My hand is so sore right now! i so badly want a graphics pen... it would have taken me half the time!!!

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This is a scene taken from the Treasure Planet fan fic that and i are writing.
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For the face i used a Jim Hawkins reference from the movie.