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โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ

โ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒโ–ƒ

Thunder rumbles gently in the distance, the storm getting nearer. Jim sits perched on the edge of the inns roof, he tosses pebbles, watching as they bounce off the windows and fall to the ground.

"Jim" someone speaks up.He looks to his right, seeing (Y/N)'s head poking out of her bedroom window. Jims eyes widen a bit, but relaxes as his friend carefully climbs out of her window, making sure not to slip.

"Hey.." Jim softly greets, he moves aside to make room for (Y/N), though his best efforts, they were still touching shoulders, although neither of them complained. "You okay?" She asks, arms folded against her chest as she leans her head on his shoulder.

"Just thinking...nothing much" Jim replies after a moment of silence, he feels his muscles loosen as he sets his head atop hers, letting out a deep sigh. No more words are exchanged between the two, they just sit, enjoying eachothers company.

"I really don't know how you manage it Sarah.." A voice cuts through the silence, both teens turn to the sound, seeing Delbert and Ms Hawkins inside the inn, Delbert standing by a table while Sarah cleans up another table. They sit up straighter and listen in.

"..trying to run a business while raising a felon-felon...FELLOW like Jim!" Delbert tries to cover up his mistake. (Y/N) chortles, but covers it up with a cough when Jim gives her a playful glare.

"Manage it?? I'm at the end of my rope!" Sarah exclaims, rubbing her temple. "I'm almost positive if (Y/N) didn't offer to help once in a while, this whole place would go under!" This makes (Y/N)'s eyes widen, she never knew her small acts of kindness affected Sarah this much.

"She's not wrong." Jim quietly agrees with his mom, (Y/N) looks at him, a smile slowly forming onto her face. She says nothing, going back to listen in on the two adults. She misses the way Jim looks at her, his eyes softening.

"Ever since his father left well...Jim's just never recovered.." Ms Hawkins explains, slightly glaring at the thought of her husband. "..and you know how smart he is! He built his first solar flair when he was eight!" She says, a slight hint of pride in her voice.

Jim watches his mom with a grin, glad he at least made her proud in some sense, but the smile is gone when he hears her next words.
"And yet he's failing school! Constantly in trouble..and when I talk to him..." Sarah looks down with a sigh "..he's like a complete stranger."

"Don't worry." (Y/N)'s voice cuts Jim out of his thought, he turns towards her, a questioning look on his face. "Your trying your best, it's not your fault. Your still growing up so there's no reason to put yourself down...you just have to focus more on this.." she points to his heart.

Jim's eyes well up with tears, but he quickly wipes his eyes with his sleeve. He looks at his friend with gratitude, grateful that she is with him.

Suddenly, a ship flies past the Inn, startling the two. It swerves through the sky, loosing control and crashing just outside the docks. Both teens quickly jump down the roof and run towards the crash, Jim skids to a stop outside the window of the ship, banging on it while (Y/N) tries to pry the glass open, both calling out to the person inside.

"Hey mister, your okay in there right?!" Jim shouts, halting his banging for just a moment, (Y/N) holds her breath, hopping the person is alright. They both let out surprised yelps as a hand suddenly slams into the glass.

The hatch opens, revealing a giant turtle. He slowly falls out of the window, gasping for breath. A small brown chest falls next to him. Strange markings adorning it's exterior.

The turtle grabs Jim by his collar, yanking him forward, Jim stumbles a bit, trying to regain his balance. (Y/N) looks at the two carefully, prepared to intervene if anything were to happen.

The turtle wheezes before forcing out a few strangled words, "He's a-commin!" He coughs out, "Can ya hear him..?" He asks. "Those gears and gyros clicken en whirrin!"

He stretches his neck towards Jim, causing him to move his head further away from the old turtle, (Y/N) stares, scaredย  and confused.
"Like the devil himself!!" The man yells, finally letting go of Jim's shirt, he sighs in relief.

"Uh.." (Y/N) starts, "Hit ya head pretty hard there, huh?" She tries to lighten up the mood of the obviously distressed man before her.

"He's after meh chest!" The turtle starts again, clutching the small object in his arm's protectively. "That fiendish cyborg and his band of cutthroats!!" He spits with venom, as he glares at the ground dangerously.

"They'll have to pry it from ol' Billy Bones cold dead fingers before I-!" His vow is cut off by a violent cough, he brings a hand to his neck before collapsing on the ground, the chest still in his grasp.

"Oh my.." Jim rushes towards Billy, reaching out and taking ahold of his arm, "Let me help you up." (Y/N) rushes over to his other side, slinging his arm over her shoulder. Billy carefully gets up, never once letting go of the chest.

"Good lads." Billy thanks the two, as they haul him up the path towards the inn. Jim looks at (Y/N), her eyes focused ahead, careful not to trip as she kept a firm grip on the old turtle. Jim sighs and stares ahead.

"๐—ข๐—ต ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€."

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”
๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—œ๐—ป๐—ป

Sarah walks towards a curtain, the scene showing it raining outside, she flips a switch, a tropical island appears. She flips the switch once more and a beautiful meadow dotted with many flowers appears, she sighs and turns towards Delbert.

"Thanks for listening Delbert." She says as she slumps into a chair, "It helps." She admits, face falling. Delbert stares at his friend, a sympathetic look makes its way onto his face.

He moves forward and places a comforting hand on her shoulder, a soft smile painting his lips."It's going to be okay.." he promises,
"You'll see." He finishes, nodding his head for emphasis. Sarah slowly starts to smile, but it falls as she brings a hand up to caress the necklace adorning her neck. She fiddles with it before speaking.

"I keep dreaming one day I'll open the door.." she says as a hologram of Jim as a baby appears in the center of the room, the baby giggles before the scene changes. Jim as a toddler, fiddling with one of his many toys, smiling and laughing. "..and there he'll be."

Sarah continues with a sad look, staring at the images. The last scene is of a 8 year old Jim and (Y/N), both holding a purple creature, looking towards the camera. Jim smiles as
(Y/N) makes puppy dog eyes, trying to convince whoever was filming to let them keep the creature.

"A smiling, happy young boy, holding a new pet.." Sarah continues, a small laugh leaving her lips "..and begging me to let him keep it." She concludes, shutting off the projection. Delbert makes his way towards the door, opening it before letting out a yell.

Sarah looks and is shocked to see Jim and
(Y/N), both holding an old turtle, soaked from the outside rain. "James Pleiades Hawkins!" She exclaims, standing up and making her way towards the two.

"Mom, he's hurt..bad!" Jim tries to explain, as him and (Y/N) rush inside, the turtle slumps forward, exhausted."Me chest lass.." he weakly cries out, (Y/N) complies and rushes over, handing him his chest.

Billy props himself up, groaning slightly from the pain, and swiftly enters a code into the chest. "He'll be commin soon.." he warns, carefully taking a round object covered with cloth out of the box before pushing it aside. "Cant let them find this."

"Who's coming??" (Y/N) asks desperately, still confused about the whole situation. Billy reaches over and grabs her by the collar, forcefully tugging her towards him. He stretches his neck to reach her ear, and the teen goes rigid.

"๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด.." The turtle manages out with his final breath "๐—•๐—ฒ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด..", before slumping forward and collapsing on thewooden floor, dead.

(Y/N) looks to Jim, scared.

Sarah stares wide-eyed, placing her hands infront of her mouth, shaking her head at what she had just witnessed. A bright light passes through the windows, catching the attention of the four.

Jim rushes towards the window, slightly opening it to look outside, his eyes widen as he sees shadowy figures approaching the inn, fast.

"Quick! We've gotta go!!" He yells, rushing forward and grasping his mothers arm, dragging her towards the stairs, (Y/N) follows closely behind, but turns around and sees Delbert still at the end of the stairs.

"Delbert your a dog for crying out loud!! Hurry up!" This causes him to flush in embarrassment and run faster. Blasts can be heard from downstairs as the creatures knock the door open, entering the inn.

The quartet make there way to a secure room, Jim quickly shuts the door and locks it, just as the shadows of the intruders reach the top of the stairs. They all look out the open window, and thankfully see Delberts wagon, with its trusty steed. "On the count of three.." Delbert says quickly, preparing for the fall. "One.." he starts.

"Three!!" They all hear before they are shoved harshly out of the window and land directly into the wagon. Spooked, the stead begins to run, leading everyone to safety.

Delbert quickly gains control of the reigns as the three in the back pull themselves together. Sarah looks back towards the inn, mortified to see it being consumed by flames. She faces the front, placing her head in her hands.

Jim stares at his mom with a deep from, not knowing how to comfort her. He sighs and faces the front, he feels something being placed in his lap, and looks down to see the object that Billy Bones kept in his chest, he looks towards (Y/N), a questioning look on his face.

"He gave it to me before he died.." the girl states, voice becoming weak as she looks down. Jim places his hand atop hers, giving it a gentle squeeze before turning back towards the object in his lap.

He picks the sphere up, the metal cool and smooth against his skin, he stares at the strange markings on it, gently tracing them with his fingers. Meanwhile, (Y/N) stares to the side, watching as the rain continues to hit the ground, making it hard to see any further than a couple feet.

Billy's last words were still ringing in her head. "๐—•๐—ฒ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด.." she couldn't understand, did he mean all cyborgs? Or just a specific one? If so, why not give her his name so she could be more careful? She shakes her head, trying to forget what had unfolded not even 10 minutes ago.

She rests her head on Jim's shoulder and closes her eyes, the boy paying no mind as he reciprocates, laying his head gently against her own, placing the sphere against his lap, both teens stare ahead, wondering what would happen now, if they would both be safe.

๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ, ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ต ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜..

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