Treasure Planet 2

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Treasure Planet, Disney does. But I own the original characters and this fan-story.

Jim was growing into a fine man indeed. He was now a sophomore at the Interstellar Academy, and turned 18 just two weeks ago. He couldn't wait to get himself on board a galleon again for his end-of-year assignment – a mission that is to be given, and sooner or later he'll be off to the Etherium once again.

The alarm clock went off in the morning. Jim once again wanted to smash that thing to bits, only to realize that this was the day he was waiting for. He immediately flopped out of his bunk bed and got ready for the day. His roommate moaned, scratching his short Mohawk blonde hair, "Up that early?"

"Yeah, Seth. Aren't you excited?" Jim asked enthusiastically.

The reptilian teen only gave a sigh, "It's just like any other mission, Jim. You get into the Etherium, do what's told, stay alive, then come back with a pass."

"But didn't you hear? Captain Amelia is heading this one!" Jim was excited to see the feline captain again. She was, after all, the one who recommended him to the Interstellar Academy. After putting his uniform on, he gave his brown hair a quick brush – he allowed some of his hair to grow back since the party 2 years ago that celebrated his first year in the academy – before reaching out for his backpack, but the backpack seemed to have a life of its own and shifted away.

"Morph!" Jim called. The shape shifter only became more stubborn as he blew a raspberry and shape shifted back into its pink jelly-like form and grabbed Jim's bag from underneath his bed. Jim began chasing the blob around, while making sure that his thumps weren't too loud to wake up he entire dorm. Sethor only shrugged, not knowing why Jim had such a pet to bring to the academy. He only recalled that Jim said a special someone gave his pet away, as a form of remembrance. Who was that? John Silver, right, that was the man. He could hold a visual image of that cyborg in mind with the help of Morph. He took his blue towel and got into the bathroom.

By eight hundred hours, the sophomores were already gathered at the assembly hall. There was chatter everywhere as the students anticipated their mission, and Jim wasn't the exception. His voice blended in with the small crowd before it was silenced by the stern voice of the headmaster.

After giving what seemed like a really boring speech about how proud he is and how the juniors look up to the seniors of the school, don't fail the mission et cetera, he finally spoke in a monotonous voice, "I'm please to invite Captain Amelia to give your briefing."

The student body of twelve gave a round of applause before she spoke, "As your principal has just said, I'm proud of all of you. We have seen all of you shine with your different talents and saw how you've developed vital skills to travel as a fine spacer. This mission may seem cliché to most of you already, but I find this one particularly different than most, as you would all hear." She took out a recording and it projected a holograph of the scene that took place as the video recorded. The background behind the recorded voice was that of chaos, the decks were burnt and people were screaming,

"Leland Hawkins, making an SOS. Our ship is being raided and most of the crew is captured, some lives are lost. These pirates are looking for the Zeitmanipular, a device I've stumbled upon two days ago and I have yet to figure out its func-"

The tape went blank abruptly. The captain then spoke again, "We have managed to track down where this video was last recorded and had a rough idea on who the kidnappers are." She strode gracefully back and forth the stage as she continued speaking, "Apparently it isn't as simple as thugs and pirates you come across in the Etherium, but they are outsiders of the Empire. This time all of you would face a different enemy but I doubt it will be of any problem to you all. I will be your invigilator for this mission and I trust that you all will not fail us."

Jim could barely hear what the captain was speaking. He couldn't believe what he saw. Leland Hawkins. His father, in trouble for a Zeitmani- what? He bore mixed feelings for his father when he first left his family when he was only 10. This left a hollow in Jim's heart until John Silver filled that hole as he watched over Jim during his voyage to Treasure Planet, whom he's grown under his guidance. He had developed a strong bond to that old cyborg during the trip, and they were forced to separate when Mr. Silver ran away from the law. This once again made Jim had a longing for a father figure, but now, Leland Hawkins, the name that disgusted Jim due to his rash action of leaving he and his mother, called for help and coincidentally Jim was going to be part of the rescuing team. He grunted under his breath. Dad, he even finds it awkward to associate "dad" with Leland. Silver did a better job being "dad" for Jim anyway. He was drowned in his own thoughts of having to do the mission. Should he bail on this and risk getting a fail, or the worse case scenario, suspended, or should he take it begrudgingly and still make himself, no, his mother proud?

"Mr. Hawkins?" Captain Amelia's voice broke through his thoughts.

The other students were staring at the brunette; he looked around clueless of what had happened. "I'm sorry, Captain. I-"

"Do you accept the risks and dangers that are involved in this mission?" Cpt. Amelia cut him off and imposed the same question she asked the student body earlier.

He took a good few seconds before he sighed, "Yes, ma'am."

"Very good. We will rendezvous here at thirteen hundred hours to depart."

As soon as the students were dismissed, they walked back to their dorm to pack up and get ready their supplies as instructed in the briefing. Sethor had to repeat for Jim what the list of things to bring was for the two of them. These two were stuck together in missions and projects almost every time ever since they were assigned to be roommates. When they work together, they flourish. Sethor provided the physical strength and photographic memory while Jim provided organization, plans, and mechanics. They complimented each other nicely. It was quite hard to imagine a reptilian that could remember everything when it only flashed by in 5 seconds, which was one of the things that got Sethor into the Academy. He continued to list off the inventory, and Jim took note of each of them carefully this time. He even planned to bring an extra portable toolbox with him in case of an emergency.

"Hey Jim, what was wrong with you back at the assembly?" Seth finally questioned his friend.

"Well, it's," Jim hesitated, "complicated."

"I've never heard you mention your father's name," his baritone voice was that of compassion, "but that man in trouble somehow struck me as a possibility."

Jim looked away. He thought that it doesn't bother him anymore. But now his emotions began to resurface. Mixed feelings of hatred and sadness were showing on Jim's face and he dare not show it to his roommate. Sethor could only sigh again, "He is your dad isn't he?"

Jim gave a nod, looking down at the pavement that had artificial gravity to keep the Academy together. He hasn't seen his dad in 8 long years, and now, by luck, he can. Instead of wanting to run into his father's arms, he wanted to actually slap him across the face and question him "Why? For 8 long years, why?"

"I understand how you feel," the blonde reptilian gave Jim a pat on the back as they walked into the dorm room. Morph, who watched Jim silently as he floated, could only give a whimper.

Author's Note: My first pure Treasure Planet fan-fiction! I can't promise that I will be a dedicated writer as school life is really eating away my free time, especially if it's IB. But personally, I hope it would be able to entertain all of you while we await the actual Treasure Planet sequel! Reviews are very much appreciated.