Me: This is a very random story that I have decided to write, and I will hopefully be uploading the next couple installments in JotS very soon. Now then! This is my first time writing a Treasure Planet ficlet, so I hope that I've done well, though I personally think it's fine. After you read this first installment of Sea of Stars, please tell me if you think I should continue or not as your opinions mean a lot to me!
Disclaimer: Don't I wish. Things would be so much easier that way! Heh, I do not own any part of Treasure Planet, just this story and the OCs that show up.
Me: And now on to the story!
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Sea of Stars
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Heat. Burning flame, charred skin. Stars shot through the sky, or were they laser blasts? Silver didn't know. All he knew was that this ship was about to be blown to smithereens, and everyone else along with it.
Nothing could have prepared him for this, nothing at all. How was he supposed to know that the bloody Gem would cause this? Because, ya damn fool! It's a treasure of all treasure!!!
"Captain! Sir, the Gem!"
Silver whipped around, his glowing bionic eye narrowing in on the monstrous creature that held the precious jewel in his hand. "Well don't just stand there, go after it! Don't let those bastards get the Gem!" Silver and his crew ran hard and fast after the thieves of thieves, and the sky became brighter still. Greens, blues, yellows and oranges all mixed to create a flurry of light and sound, the vibrations pounding in the pirates' ears and making their hearts murmur out of beat.
Silver's legs carried him faster and faster, but the other crew kept getting farther and farther. "No! Get back here ya scalawags! NO!!!"
The last pirate jumped back onto their ship, the rockets fired to full blast and blowing enormous amounts of heat into their faces. But it was nothing compared to the sonic BOOM that echoed through their minds and pushed the other ship so far off course that the Gem flew from its captor's hands and floated into space...
James Hawkins, your typical teenager who sat in an office, in the Navy, doing nothing but... Paperwork. Just... Paperwork.
Stamp! Jim flipped a paper from one side of his desk to the other. Stamp! Another paper was flipped. Stamp!
Over and over and over, hour after hour, James Hawkins did nothing but stamp paperwork. His head was held up by his curled fist that lay underneath his chin. His fist was held up be his bent elbow which was propped up on his leg. The usual position that he took every day. In fact, he'd been like this so much that there was an indent in his chair.
Jim sighed and flipped the last paper of the stack to the other side of the desk and set his stamp down. Re-reading the words again after a countless number of times, Jim read aloud to the quiet of his office, "Montessori Navy Seal of Approval." Cocking his head to the side, Jim wondered for the thousandth time how long he had till break.
"This gets older and older every day... Why oh why did I choose this over solar surfing?!" Jim asked himself, until a picture of his mothers face popped up in his mind. Sarah Hawkins. The woman who'd dealt with him for who knows how long. This was the least he could do for her after everything.
Jim sighed and grabbed his bag, heading out of the room and clocking out. He'd get yelled and bitched at later, but right now he just needed to get out of that stuffy office and get some wind in his hair besides the newest AC unit.
He half-chuckled to himself as he took an immediate turn to the left and hit the bathroom. He stripped himself of his white Navy uniform, showing off rippled muscles and bronzed skin to whatever pervert who may have peaked in. He didn't care, because as soon as it was off he was throwing on his civilian clothes as fast as was possible in all the universe.
Happy to be out of the pythons squeeze (As he so lovingly referred his uniform), Jim looked around him and closed his eyes to relish in the peace and quiet. Montessori Space Port was on of the nosiest in the galaxy, and any time of quiet did not go unappreciated by him. He stood there for a few moments longer before letting out a breath of smoke and heading down the many steps towards the city.
The hustle and bustle of the city went unnoticed by the three figures hidden inside the crates. One, supposedly the leader, was a large snake-like monster, with the beak of a hawk and arms and legs like a crab. He made a motion to the other two, the medium sized resembling an indescribable cross between an octopus and a dog, and the smallest having the shape of a wolf with the horns of a ram.
"Move out, boysss. The Gem'sss sssupposssed to have landed sssomewhere on thisss sspace-port." The leader scuttled out from his hiding place, his beady eyes wincing at the sudden onslaught of light. A low growl resonated through their personal-space, and the leaders eyes narrowed into slits as he looked back at the second-in-charge. "Problem?"
"Yeah, a proble' there be. Why da' we have to look for this stupid piece of jewelry here? It ain't like we'll find it. The place is to dang big!" The hum in the dog-like throat made it sound deeper and more threatening, a challenge being issued. "I don't see--"
"Of course you don't, cousin. You do not know all the detail's of the Gems story." The smallest of them answered, looking up at the land-sea monster. "The Gem is said to take on another form, that of a human girl. That is what we are looking for. The only true fact that we have to go on, of course, is her eyes, which are said to make the seer think they're lost in a shooting star. There's no one else who fits that description."
The dog-thing grumbled, and followed the other two as they headed out.
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A/N: Again, please let me know if you think I should continue, thanks!