Long John Silver Treasure Planet Novels & Stories

"She says we need to be very careful because there are thieves in the area. She even installed a new electronic lock on our tool storage locker last Tuesday." My stomach twisted into a hard knot. *Last Tuesday.* That was the exact lock Cassandra would use in three months to plant the stolen silver containment box. She was setting the trap right under his nose, and my sweet, trusting father had no idea. "I see," I murmured, walking over to the large metal tool lockers near the corner of the greenhouse. "Let me help you organize the tools, Dad. It will give you a chance to rest your back." "You don't have to do that, Eva…"

I had to struggle to suppress a laugh. The Silver Myst was an urban legend, a pure silver wolf who showed up when things looked at their worst. He first appeared near four years ago, shortly after the war began, and has, supposedly, been seen numerous times since. It was always out of the corner of someone’s eye, or seen by a friend of a friend. Chris and the others were too old to believe in fairy tales.

Even though I was prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still felt like my heart was being flayed. I turned away sharply, unable to watch. The ceremony began. Chief Elder Marcus held up an ancient box and removed a necklace made of a wolf's head carved from moonstone. "This is the sacred relic 'Heart of the Land,' passed down by our ancestors! It enhances the wearer's connection to the Moon Goddess and amplifies their gift!" A wave of awe rippled through the crowd. My friend Jake, standing beside me, couldn't help but say, "If your Earth Empathy was amplified by that, you might actually be able to purify the forest."

Or for her to turn out to be the thing I'd been searching for since I was exiled five years ago. A Silver Blood. A real, living, breathing Silver Blood. I adjusted the unconscious girl in my arms as I navigated through the forest. She was lighter than I'd expected, all delicate bones and soft curves. Her skin still held a faint silver shimmer, like moonlight trapped under the surface. Beautiful, Deadly, Perfect. "Boss," Marcus's voice crackled through the radio clipped to my belt. "We've got Silvermoon wolves at the border. Ten of them. They're demanding we return the girl."

She sighed “It doesn’t make sense. I haven’t heard from my trackers in over an hour. They picked up on multiple paths, seems these assholes have been watching us for a while.” “Not long enough if they thought the east was a safe way to get in.” I smirk and Christopher looks ever more lost. Samantha glances over at my brother and smirks. “I have enough silver traps over there to fund a small island nation. The silver in the mines around us supplied most of the silver we use. We stopped mining for profit with my grandfather but occasionally we go in and harvest some for personal use. Even then, I don’t like to do it. Best to reuse what we already have.”

He frowned at the question, "It's my cheat day." I gave him a 'are you serious look' to which he rolled his eyes overdramatically. "I'll share chocolate chip with you but don't look at my blackcurrant." "Okay," I grinned at him. I started enjoying the cold heavenly dark treat with the silence while admiring the clear blue sky with Silver. Silver sent away the guards saying he gets creeped out when someone stares at him while eating. "How did you become friends with him?"

"Anyone who invokes Krishna's name once more will answer to me. She is dead. I am your Luna now." The commander's jaw set. "I am the Crescent Silver Moon pack," he declared firmly. "Not the shadow who believes she is queen." Now hunched and stretched with black fluid, their skin cracked open, bones fused backward. Their mouths yawned wide, packed with too many teeth. Milky eyes wandered in empty sockets. And they smiled—oh, they smiled—while they ate. "Run! Gods, just RUN!" someone screamed. The scream was silenced in a choking gurgle. A skull thudded against the cobblestones with a thunk.

I am already getting bored, now that riley is no longer in sight. Stanley doesn’t rise. He leans further into his chair before talking. “I think I know where the silver is.” Now I am interested. “You think?” Philemon asks. “Okay that came out wrong. I know where the silver is.” All smiles on his face has vanished. “And where could that be?” Tessa asks, taking the words right out of my thoughts. “It is in Green Creek pack.” Stanley pauses. “But not with the Alpha. I’ll tell you where it is exactly if you help me get my sister out of that god forsaken place.”

Starlight immediately went to the cabin to sleep leaving me and Kayla alone in the sitting area. She chose a sit at the other side away from me. Silver came to the back carrying snacks with a wide smile. She looked between me and Kayla with a knowing grin. "Is this your first time on a private plane, pretty boy?" I raised my brow at her. "My father is one of the richest men in the world. Do you think we don't have a set of our own?" Silver chuckled raising her hands in surrender. "Okay pretty boy, don't get too salty..."

How long is he going to act like we're fine? We? There I go again making it seem like we're together. I don't know what Silver is up to but he sure is one great actor. “ I'm not gonna be kidnapped again,” I say in a bold voice. A smile stretches his lips, “ That's good to know.” “ I mean it,” I step forward, holding his gaze. Then do I say we're on a vacation? No, wait, being kidnapped sounds so much better… speaking of kidnapped, I suddenly remembered the reason for John's outburst and I'm staring at Silver differently.