I have decided to make a Treasure Planet Fanfic. Sorry for those who may have put me on alert for my HSM or KH stories.

I would like to publicly thank Onka (a.k.a. HowCouldThisHappenToMe) for her permission to use her idea in my way of writing.


Treasure Planet; The Time Has Come

"Yeah Ha!!" There I went, feeling so free on my Solar surfer, right beside of my best friend Jim Hawkins. It felt so right riding the air, like blazing the trail was meant for me and him. The wind blowing through my short black hair, well I'm not sure if I would call it all short considering one strand went to the bottom of my cheek, having gusts blow against my white T-shirt while my grey jacket flew through the wind like a cape. My army green pants got caught in my surfer sometimes, but I was able to manage.

"Hey, Greg!" I looked over at Jim, he had that daring look in his eye, "Let's see what you got!" I gave him a smirk while I turned on my boosters moving toward the sky. I looked back and seen Jim put down his sail and started falling. I knew he was pulling off a stunt, and I couldn't let him have all the fun. I took down my sail and did some spins, each letting them pull me in whichever direction. Near the end, I took the board, handstanded on it and spun a couple of times.

After landing, Jim looked back and gave me a thumbs up. He must've seen my last trick. We came up to an industrial park and went in, dodging every type of machinery that came in our way. I was better at that then Jim. I even shown off by spinning through some turns, but there was one thing he could do that I can't, we came up to this spinning gear. I just few up, staying safe, while Jim was still down there.

"Oh, no," I thought aloud. I watched Jim fold down his sail, get down low, and slice through the machine like nothing. I just laughed. "You never cease to amaze, James!"

I looked back at the area we went through and thought a bit. "Hey, Jim, wasn't that area restricted?"

He flew up to my level and said, "Say what?"

Suddenly, we heard sirens in the distance. "I was right."

"Aw, great."

We landed on a nearby cliff and had to give our solar surfers to the police. They gave us a ride to the inn. 'Sarah is gonna love this,' I thought. Ever since my parents went MIA during a pirate raid at my hometown, I lived with Sarah and Jim since I was five. Sarah was a friend of my mother's and she said that if anything happened to her or my dad, to go to her. Besides, James and I always had fun, even though he'd get us into trouble half the time and the other half I'd get us out of it.


Sorry it's so short, but I'll get more in, I promise. Until then, please tell me what you think.