The next morning, all us guys hopped on a ship that was heading to the spaceport, and I snorted as I watched Doc struggle to decide to have the clunky, clunky spacesuit. He looked so frustrated about it. Sometime later, we finally arrived and hopped off. I awed at the busy harbors and city, hustling with all kinds of aliens imaginable, as Ben followed Jim to find our ship, the R.L.S. Legacy. I got Doc to follow me, and we arrived before the harbor where the ship was at. Incredible! I had never seen it this up close! Beautiful, just beautiful, indeed. With Jim practically skipping, we all followed him into the deck. I laughed uncontrollably when Doc spoke in Flatula to the snorting alien. Who was he, again? Oh, yes, Mr. Tubbet. Then we introduced ourselves to Mr. Arrow, and then Captain Amelia. Whoa, impressive. Nice moves, through I wonder how she can take warrior style. We got into her cabin, talking and etc. Captain made me Silver's assistant, while she did make Jim and Ben cabin boys.
We came down, Mr. Arrow halting Jim and Doc sternly, before he called Silver over. I awed at his cyborg parts. Interesting, I gotta know how they work. Doc introduced Jim, and Ben first, before he noticed me looking.
"Ah, who is this lad? What ya' looking at?". asked Silver interested.
"Name's Night Storm. Friends call me Stormy. I was just curious by your cyborgness, and I couldn't help to,.". I smiled sheepishly.
Silver chuckled, "It's all right, laddie! Afraid that you'd scream about this, but hey, I might be glad to know ya sometime.". with a wide smile and a tip of his hat.
I nodded, and Silver went on, made his bonabeast stew, and gave servings to us all. Ben was a bit intrigued by it as he tried it. He complimented Silver as I tried it. Hmm, a bit like chicken soup, yet more, what's the word, meatier and so very tangy! I like it! I commented my thoughts to Silver, and he politely thanked me. I heard a gasp, and I looked up to see Ben and Jim surprised by Morph. Oh, Silly Morph! I chuckled loudly, as Morph heard me and zoomed over toward me. He copied me, and I gasped slightly as he zoomed around my head, laughing and giggling. Mr. Arrow left, ordering that Jim and us others be kept within Silver's charge. After a bit of chat, I heard the shouts, and Silver ushered us to see the launch upstairs.
I hurried, watching the crew preparing the launch, and flew for a few seconds under the gravity until the control came back on, landing on deck again. Ben laughed, just as Jim glimpsed the port beneath us, and I grinned, gripping something to hold on. Ben followed Jim to the rope mast, and laughed as we launched out, hearing Ben's whoop and the sound of Doc's spacesuit crashing. I awed at the huge airwhales, the shadows going over the ship, their songs echoing through my ears. Silver came up, complimenting Captain, then ordering Jim and Ben to mop the deck as he asked me to help him in the kitchen.
An hour passed at most, I was working on the stove, cooking vegetables when Ben came in, saying to Silver and me that Jim's in trouble, and Silver sighed heavily, as he passed Ben to head up into deck. Ben looked at me, and I hummed as I followed him up top, seeing Silver order Jim again, and hustling past us to down below. I looked at Ben, told him to keep Jim company and help him. He nodded, heading to Jim, as I headed down below, seeing Silver chop up a meat that I had never seen.
Coming up to him, "Hey, chief. You know, Jim is a good kid. Trouble seems to follow him all too often. And I and Ben try to help him to avoid that, but he's stubborn.".
"Is that so?" asked Silver inquisitively. I nodded, and replied yes. He nodded, and silence followed as he turned to focus on his work. I smiled softly, and I went back to my vegetables. The day passed by, night fell. Lunch and dinner got by, Silver heading up towing the day's trash, and I followed, drying up my hands on my apron. Silver went talking as Jim thanked him. Ben watched them as I stood by, leaning into the mast.
"Ah, don't you worry, Jim.", I replied gently, as I went toward them, leaning into the edge, "for you're lucky. I mean, you got your mom, and us here. I was not so lucky back then, that I forgot to remember my dad's words, 'The past is in the past, and the future is far, but you must live in the present.". I finished with a sad sigh.
"What do you mean, Stormy, laddie?", asked Silver confused. I looked at him, and I looked down, memories flashing by. I sighed.
"Well, my mother died when I was only a baby, and I was left with my dad for about six years, learning so much from him, that I thought I wasn't alone, until it happened. I was in primary school when I heard that the principal wanted me to come into the office, and my life disappeared right then when I saw the news on television, there was a fire in the building where my father worked, and he.. didn't come out. The only thing I had left of him was my memories and his book that he gave me on my birthday, saying that I had to save it so I could read it on my 16th birthday with him. But, how could I, when he was gone right then? I was in the orphanage, going from a foster family to another, until I ran away on my 14th birthday, thinking that no one cared about me anymore. I lived on the streets for a while, until she saved me. She, my adopted big sister, Bellheart. She found me, and brought me into her family who actually listened to me and more. Eventually, I came to read this book with her, helping me to leave the past in the past, and I finally remembered who I was, and who I am now. I am happy now, becoming an uncle and a brother to Ben when he came. Yet I am feeling like I need something more, and so I decided to travel then from that moment."., I slowly replied, drawing out my beloved father's book, "The troubles of parenthood and childhood". wrote by my father himself, Robert Levens.
Silver and the others stared, too stunned to say anything except for Morph, who zoomed over, rubbing against my cheek. I laughed gently, piercing the silence, and Jim apologized. I shrugged it off, and Silver laughed, telling us that this is going to be a good trip, that we will be busy. Jim protested at that, and we all laughed as Silver replied a smart comeback at that. Silver ordered us to get some shuteye, and I nodded, as Ben and Jim muttered. We went to bed into our hammocks, drifting off to dreamland. Oh, Dad, if you'll only see this. You could love it, sailing through space. Good night, Dad. I am going to be really busy for awhile.