Hey all,
I do not own Captain Amelia or Jim or any other Treasure Planet character I may refer to. They are Disney's and I respect that.
I do own.... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets. Also Heather, Mary, Admiral Cangot, Chad Chain, George and Chris. Lotsa fun. I also own the new character, Helen.
Okay, I haven't updated this in awhile. I still would like ideas on what to happen next.
Thanks to all reviewers. You keep me writing!"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Andrea rolled out of the hammock, and streatched. Her side was feeling better. She pressed the bracelet and the com screen came up. She glanced at the time, and hissed in annoyance. She had to meet Kat in Town Square where ever that was.
Andrea ran to the galley grabbing a few purps. She threw them into a small back pack, and took one to eat. She went up to the upper deck. No one was there.
Andrea didn't like the silence that greeted her, but she wanted to hurry. She ran into the stateroom. On the desk was a note.
Andrea,
Entertain yourself today. I have another conference. I took Jim along for the experience, though he won't thank me. Terry is with a group of cadets. Helen also had to come to the same meeting, so we'll all be back at the same time.
See you soon,
Amelia
Andrea smiled at the note and tucked it into her bag and ran off the ship. She headed away from the docks at a fast pace, looking for signs to tell her where to go. She felt so lost after awhile, she turned to a short furcovered alien.
"Excuse me. Do you know where Town Square is?"
The alien began to laugh. "You.. are.. standing on it.."
Andrea felt her anger grow. "I'm sorry if I don't know this town as well as you do. I wouldn't want to either." Andrea knew it had been a horrible response, but she was to angry to care. She stalked off, haughtily. She stopped and sighed. So she was there. They need signs around here. Do they expect everyone to know where the heck they are?
She wandered around for the next five minutes, glancing at the shops. The town wasn't bad, but a mess. It was warm though she could see some shivering from an unseen cold.
"Andrea!" A voice called out.
Andrea turned to see Kat. "Kat! There you are. Where am I?"
"Town Square. Why?"
"Is this whole town, Town Square?"
"Basically."
Kat grinned. Andrea raised an eyebrow.
"Come on. I'll show you the town."
Kat turned and walked down the streets. Andrea sighed and jogged to catch up.
"So why is the town in such bad shape?"
"It usually isn't. A few hard times. Major stocks dropped. Luckily my aunt didn't bother with stocks."
"Oh."
"They'll pick up again, just not as quickly."
Andrea nodded.
"Randon!" A voice called again.
Andrea sprung into action. She jumped on top of a fruit stall and scanned the crowd, ears open trying to find locate the voice.
"Andrea, what are you doing?" Kat called up.
Andrea ignored her.
"Randon!"
Andre saw him now and sighed. She slid down from the fruit stand and walked over. Kat exsaperated followed.
"Chain, I will seriously kill you."
Chad was leaning against a building wall, smirking.
"Imagine running into you, Randon."
"Shut it Chain."
"Who is your friend there?"
Kat smiled. "Cadet Katherine Starth at your service." She held out her hand. As Chad reached in to take it, she slapped his hand.
"I? Shake hands with the likes of you? Ha!"
Kat grinned. Andrea smiled, cruelty in her eyes.
"I dare say Randon, your friends are exactly like you."
Andrea would've replied but was distracted by a floating pink blob, with a note.
"Morph?! What are you doing here?"
Andrea untied the note, glancing over it.
Andrea,
Morph caused quite a disturbance, so I suggested to Jim and Captain that we send him to you. So he's yours for the day.
Helen
Andrea was confused. Helen write me notes? I don't like her very much. Morph is Jim's pet.
"Wow. That's Captain Hawkin's pet?"
"Yeah, he's a trickster."
"Well Randon, I have nothing to do. I think I'll join you today."
Andrea rolled her eyes. "Fine, what ever. You'll follow us anyways."
Chain nodded. "So what were you going to do?"
Andrea shrugged. "Hey, don't look at me."
Kat smiled. "I have a few plans. He helps out alot."
Chain's eye widened. "What are we going to do?"
Andrea caught Morph as he was about to fly off and grinned.
"Oh you'll see."
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Amelia sighed. Could they make these anymore boring? At least Jim and Helen aren't trying to kill each other.
"So I propose we send a fleet of ships. I would like Captain Grangon, Commander Karle, Captain Yurich, Captain Amelia and Captain Jurden."
Amelia rolled her eyes and stood up.
"As you all know by now, I am in a small Montresser business. I am still involved with the Navy and grateful for that. But I must decline this. I have no want to galavanting off into a place already discovered and has already had ships sent to inspect it."
The alien smiled. "I assure you that no one has been there yet."
Amelia smiled. "Yes, but I can assure you that there has been ships. Last year I went to the very location you are referring to."
"I would have been told!"
"Ahh, I never said the Navy went. I happened to go with the astrophysicist Dr. Doppler."
"The one that hired you for Treasure Planet?"
"Yes." Amelia's gaze grew cold and her voice had a hard edge in it.
"But why didn't you inform the Navy?"
"I believed that the Navy would not listen. Have they ever really listened?"
A furry alien stood up. "You dare impose that? Are you loyal?"
"Captain Yurich questioning my loyalty is not the point. I know very well what would have happened if I suggested it. Gone onto a file only brought up for use of pointless records. Then again, Commander Werek here could have used them."
'What are you suggesting, Captain?" Captain Grangon yelled.
Amelia lifted her hands slightly. "I tread on thin ice. Calm down, please."
"How can we calm down as you say if you don't answer the question!?" Cpatian Yurick bellowed.
Helen jumped up. "Are you that thick? You say you have loyalty!? Are you that pathetic? Women have get no respect in the Navy. Or that's what it has always been."
They ignored Helen's outburst as though it had been a dust speck screaming for signifigance. They looked to Amelia.
"Is that your point, Amelia?" Comander Werek asked.
Amelia breathed deeply, closing her eyes. She must fight to stay calm.
"Captain." She uttered the word.
Commander Werek frowned. "Captain Randon answer."
"It is true. Captain Jurden and I are one of about twelve female Captains. We have no say in anything."
"We do let you speak!"
"Yes we are listened to. And then ignored. We are useful though. Putting us down to make believe you are better captains. This is what the royal Navy has become. I learned the Navy can't come first in everything as it used to. No women in this very buildng are respected. You would die without your lovely secretaries. You take everything for granted as if you had a life threatening job. Flying a ship isn't the hard part. It's getting respect from those who hate you."
"So what does come first Captain?"
"Find out for yourselves. I am finished here."
Amelia turned and left the room. She came outside to about six secretaries leaning against the door.
"What may I ask are you doing?"
They all had smiles of admiration.
"Yes?"
"You stood up to them in there."
"As much as I did, it will cost me."
"No, we won't let them do that."
Helen and Jim appeared. Sounds of yelling in the backround stopped as the door snapped shut.
Helen grinned. "We told Captain Yurich, of what we heard Commander Werek say what he really thought of him."
"Helen, we are needed. Our names were on that list for a reason. And now they won't be. I am sorry."
"Captain. What can I say? It was worth it."
Amelia turned to the secretaries.
"What is it that you are planning to do?"
"STRIKE!" They yelled. Amelia felt her ears fall down. Helen's did too and Jim covered his ears with his hands.
"Very well, then. I shall come and see you tomorrow."
Amelia shook her head as the young girls began to ruin all paperwork and some came running with computer and phones and began to smash them.
"Well Captain Hawkins, Captain Jurden. I believe we should be off before I get more blame."
All three ran out of the room as the door opened behind them and they heard Commander Werek yell. "What the...."
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"Oh come on Chad. I really like it."
Chad stood there in some very old english looking clothes in horrible browns.
"I can't believe your father wears this stuff!"
Andrea shrugged.
"Do you always go shopping like this?"
Andrea grinned. Kat appeared in a long black skirt and smirked.
"Me shop? I only came for amusement. I'm a captain's daughter. You think I have time for fashion?"
"So you made me wear all of these types of clothes for three hours? For nothing?!"
Kat began to laugh. "Yeah! That basically it!"
Chad scowled. "And he's a Daino?"
Andrea stopped laughing. "Yes. He is." She said quietly.
"So the great Captain Randon married a Daino? And you're a halfbreed?"
Andrea nodded.
Chad smirked. "This is good."
Andrea jumped up. "You tell any one and I'll... I'll.."
"You make threats Randon but would you actually carry them out?"
"Yes."
Kat who had been watching the two stepped in. "Alirght that's enough. Geez you two can't be left alone. I left you in a room together and you'd kill each other! Calm down. Chain learn to take a joke, Andrea simmer. You have to accept these things. You two got that?"
Chain nodded. Andrea scowled and nodded.
"Good."
"Chain, really please."
Chad looed at Andrea. Her face was cold hard, but her eyes were begging him not to. He softened.
"I promise. Just no more clothes shopping."
Andrea nodded.
Chad went back and closed the door grateful to get out of the clothes.
Kat smiled. "Did you like any of these clothes?"
"I like these boots. Very outrageous price though."
"Oh come on Andrea. They're great boots."
Andrea pulled them off. "No. I can get them cheaper."
"Andrea, you can afford them!"
"I don't need them though, Kat. My ankle boots are fine. I know a cheaper place."
"Where?"
A saleswoman appeared. "So, did you like anything?"
"I don't need anything thanks. Chad?"
Chad appeared in his own clothes. "Definately not."
Kat came out of her room. "I didn't like anything."
"Nothing then."
"But those boots looked great on you, dear."
Andrea frowned. She hated her calling her dear.
"I don't want them."
"But they're on sale!" The saleswoman sang out.
"Yes, we'll I think that's still an outrageous price for a bit of leather."
"Come on."
Andrea snarled. "No, I won't. I hate people like you."
The woman's smile vanished. "Oh, don't be such a sour face."
"Sorry, I like being sour. You go aorund with this happy go lucky feeling. That fashion makes you happy. There is real things, thngs that people take for granted. People like you,"
The saleswoman frowned. "You would destroy all of these places if you could?"
"Yes."
The woman ran to the check out counter and dailed on the phone.
The three of them leaned their ears forward and heard her say one thing.
"Security, please."
Andrea jumped up and pulled on her own boots. The other two prepared to run.
"You two go ahead and get out."
Andrea walked out of the store as the others ran out. Morph follwed her happily, quite oblivious to what was going on. Two guards soon appeared. One was muscular and quite tall. The other was a tall red Frainox.
"That's her!" The saleswoman yelled and pointed at Andrea.
"Please m'am. Pointing is so crude and childish."
The guards stepped up to Andrea. The muscular one spoke. "You must come with us."
"May I ask my crime?"
The muscular guard looked unsure. The other was silent.
The musular one spoke agian. "Ummm. You were being cruel to a saleswoman."
"Oh really now? Actually I was. I was commenting that I didn't like fashion. Freedom of speech. I perhaps mentioned I didn't like people that are in love with brand names. There may be a limit to this freedom but I hardly touched that line."
One guard shrugged, the Frainox. "Well most people we take out of here are because of her."
"Gentlemen. You must do as you were told. I would hate for you to lose your jobs over this."
A crowd was gathering now. There were mumours all around. Chad and Kat appeared, pushing their way to the front.
"So please escort me out of the building."
The guards had their heads hanging low. One stepped in front of her, the other went behind her, and they began to walk.
A human appeared. "What is going on here?"
Andrea held her tongue.
"We were told to escort her out of the building, boss." The muscular one muttered.
"What did she do? I see no mess or mayhem."
The Frainox spoke. "Well she told Malorie over there that she didn't like fashion or people who loved name brands. And she probably didn't buy something."
"And thats a crime?"
Both guards shrugged.
Andrea sighed. "With all due respect, which happens to be very little right now. I would just like to leave."
"I am deeply sorry, Miss. This should have never happened. I assure you proper punishemnts will be dealt out."
Andrea raised an eyebrow then turned to the guard who had explained her crime. She studied his name tag.
"Graeme. Graeme what?"
"Graeme Fryold."
"You look like you would be good on a ship. Good agility everything. You know of the Legacy?"
He nodded.
"Good. If you would like a better job than this one, I suggest you show up at its leaving time. Bags packed and ready to go."
"Gladly."
"I'll be looking for you."
Andrea turned and left with eyes following her. Kat ran after her, with Chad in tow.
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Amelia walked towards the Legacy. Helen and Jim behind her were talking.
"So you got to rebuild it in your own style. That's neat."
"Well, I didn't. My mother did. Dr. Doppler helped with that and we even had enough for new docks. The Captain took time and designed them."
Their topic was the Benbow.
"The builders weren't very good were they Jim?"
"No, Amelia. It was quite obvious after you spent a day finishing one dock just to prove they should have finished with then by then.
"They annoyed me. I make my point and keep it."
"That's just like you Captain."
"I know it is."
Amelia smiled remembering her offer to do the docks. She had been just dating Doppler and had became friends with Sarah.
"I wonder what Terry has been doing?"
"Hopefully with those cadets. I believe Cadet Hurlt was in the group."
"So then where is David?"
"Still at that convention. I went to one once. I deeply regretted it. Perfect thing for Doppler, of course, but I couldn't say I liked it at all."
Helen chuckled. "Was it as bad as that museum you took me too?"
"I would have rathered that museum."
"That bad?"
Helen laughed. Jim chuckled but felt a little lost.
"So Amanda is where?"
"I haven't seen her. I should be worried but I find it rather hard. She can fight."
"And Andrea then?"
"Haven't a clue. Left her a note telling her to entertain herself. She has that friend Cadet Starth. She might have caught up with her."
"Oh."
They continued on in silence.
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Andrea kept running for a while in her mind slightly hoping to lose them. She didn't as much as she tried. Morph was nestled on her shoulder, excited by the game. Well, what he thought was a game.
"Andrea! Slow down, girl!"
"Randon! It wasn't your fault!"
Andrea heard the cries and realized Chad had yelled the last one. She stopped and Kat crashed into her.
"Andrea! Don't do that!"
Andrea picked herself up from the ground, her side beginning to throb painfully.
"Kat. Don't talk like that. It's like my father."
Kat got up grinning.
"Kat, dang your happiness."
"Dang to your negativity, Andrea."
They both smiled and Andrea turned to Chad. "How did you know."
Her words weren't questioning. It was a demand. Chad took it in light spirit.
"You blame yourself for alot of things, Randon. You have to stop it."
Andrea nodded, then smirked.
"You are definately smarter than you look, Chain."
He nodded then realized what she said.
"Hey!"
Andrea grinned and raised an eyebrow.
"Creepy. You look like that picture my father has of your mother."
"She's known for it."
"Okay you two. Before you kill each other again, lets go find something to do."
"Theres a bar over there."
"A bar?"
"Chain, why would we go to a bar?"
"Cause Kat and I are old enough."
"Oh great. I'm the little minor that gets to have a pop. Yahoo."
"Oh come on Andrea. You look older than you are."
"I seem that young. I am your age Kat."
"Are you?"
"Ya, I just play annoying tricks."
Morph had grown bored of talking and zoomed towards the bar.
"Morph! No!"
Andrea chased after him but fell. Chad ran after Morph not realizing Andrea had fallen. Kat ran to Andrea.
"You okay?"
"I fell Kat. Do I seem okay?"
Kat grinned and helped Andrea up.
Andrea smiled.
"Kat, I wouldn't have any friends if everyone was like me."
"Nope."
Andrea turned and watched Chad try to catch Morph. She was really glad Kat was her friend. Her negativity got to everybody. She really did take Kat's happiness and knowing for granted. But she knew she appreciated it too.
Chad finally brought a few candies out of his pocket and offered one to Morph, who took it greedily.
"You should have thought of that before."
"Randon, I may be smart..."
"Gonna finish that sentance Chain? Cause if you do it'll sound stupid and you know it."
"Shut up, Randon."
Kat laughed and they walked in. Andrea grabbed Morph and placed him on her shoulder and looked around.
"Wow. I'll be finally able to tell Miss Hawkins that her liquor cabinet is much more sufficient."
"You don't like it Missy, get out." The bartender mumbled.
Andrea had a snappy reply and opened her mouth to speak but Kat covered her mouth. Andrea bit her hand.
"Oww."
"Oh come on Kat."
Kat looked over her hand and wiped it off on Andrea's shirt.
"Thanks Kat. I really appreciate that."
"You should."
"What'll it be?"
"Ah, Bloody Mary for me."
"Ewww. How can you drink that? Gin sling for me. Kat?"
"Ah, white wine."
"A little early for that?"
They found a table and sat down.
"Not many choices, eh?"
"No. Not much at all."
The bartender came over and put the drinks down. Andrea grabbed hers and sipped it. Her face instantly became one of disgust. her nose and mouth puckered, her eyes squinted and her ears flattened. Kat began to laugh at her, and Chad chuckled.
"This is gross. Pathetic."
Chad sipped his. "Wow, that is gross."
Kat smiled. "My turn." She sipped and her face took on the same look as Andrea's.
Andrea stood up and tossed money down. She walked away and spilled the gin onto the floor.
"Hey! You're cleaning that up!"
"I wouldn't dream of it. It's going back where it came from."
Andrea turned and left, Morph happily floating behind her.
Kat didn't move. Chad started to get up and looked to Kat.
"Why aren't you getting up?"
"Andrea finds a fault with everything. I'd rather let her go find something to do, besides suggesting and finding more faults."
Chad sat back down, reluctantly. He knew he shouldn't leave Kat here.
"So are you joining the Interstellar Academy, rich boy?"
Chad nodded and they talked.
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Amelia was sitting at her desk, looking over paperwork. Helen and Jim had left still talking.
She glanced over the papers when who should come in but Commander Trian.
Amelia looked up as he came in and returned to the work.
"I do believe they invented something called knocking, Commmander Trian. I find it very useful and a respectful thing, but perhaps you were never raised to do such a thing."
"Captain."
Amelia didn't even glance up. "Why are you here?"
"I heard of your conference this morning."
"My how gossip flies."
"It does. The secrataries have ruined several hundred dollars worth of materials."
"Lovely. Am I about to be blamed for that also?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?'
Amelia looked up at him. He smiled.
"I came to meet your family."
Amelia raised an eyebrow.
"Wonderful. I can assure you they aren't here right now. But I'll be sure to tell them you dropped by. They'll be honoured that Commander Gregory Trian came by."
"You mock, Amelia. It isn't very nice."
"Not all of us in the Navy are in second grade, Trian. Grow up. And its Captain to you."
Amelia's voice was calm and level though her eyes burned an emerald fire.
"Amelia, what happened?"
"Nothing Trian. You seemed to fancy me for some reason. And if you still do now, I want nothing to do with it."
He raised an eyebrow. Amelia's annoyance grew.
"I never liked you."
"Harsh words, Captain."
Amelia's reply was thrown off by a knock.
"Enter!"
She was grateful for the distraction. Kep stepped in.
"Ah, Cadet Krinsh right?"
"Yes, m'am."
"Look at the respect this cadet has, Commander."
"I see, Amelia."
"Captain."
Trian turned to kep, who stood up straighter.
"What did you say?"
"Captain, sir. She is Captain Amelia."
"I know very well who she is cadet! Do you know who I am?"
"Commander Gregory Trian."
"Yes, a commander. You have no right to speak that way to me."
"I would rather be kicked out then not give an officer the respect they deserve, sir."
Amelia interjected.
"Commmander, Cadet Krinsh here was just ensuring that you knew protocol. He knows he was out of line and I will punish him."
Commander Trian nodded and turned back to Kep.
"Cadet, you are dismissed."
"But sir!"
"What? You are done here!"
"Commander, the cadet came in here to ask a question."
"Fine then. Captain I will see you later."
As he stormed out. Amelia muttered. "I hope not."
Kep laughed and Amelia turned her gaze on him. He stopped.
"I am glad you came in. That was useful, Kep."
"Kep, m'am?"
"I notice more than it would seem."
He nodded.
"So why did you come in here? To save your captain?"
"Glad I was able to do so. But no. I wanted to know if you knew where Andrea was, Captain."
"Good. I'm glad you didn't ask that while Commander Trian was in here. I actually have no idea."
"Oh thank you anyways, m'am."
Amelia nodded as he left. Where is Andrea?
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Andrea walked through the cold wind towards the graves. She was glad Kat and Chain had given up on her. She glanced around. There! Randon.
She looked over the old graves. They weren't taken care of.
She lingered for a few moments then moved over to the grave Amelia had came to before.
She sat down sitting there feeling lost.
"What are you doing here, Captain?"
She turned to see none other than Commander Trian. But she had no clue who he was.
"Oh, you're not Captain Amelia."
Andrea felt annoyed.
"No, I'm not."
"Then who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Commander Trian."
"I didn't ask for your name. I asked who you were."
"A Human Commander."
"Good answer. That sucked."
Andrea stood up and stretched, oblivious to who he was.
"So then who are you?"
"I don't know. I'm I supposed to?"
Trian shook his head in annoyance. This little wench speaking to him so!
"What is your name?"
"Names are pointless. They supposively tell you who you are. They tell you what you are."
"Just tell me it."
"Andrea."
"Andrea who?"
"Its not Andrea who its Andrea what."
"Your last name is what? Like the word?"
"You tell me."
Andrea leaned against a tree. Trian could not believe this. The girl had nerve. Her eyes werent really focused, but her answers were ready.
"What is your last name?"
She smiled. She would get a reaction from this.
"Randon. What I am is, Andrea Randon, firstborn."
He smiled back. So this was one of Amelia's kin. Now he could see why he had mistaken her. He should have known.
"So that is what you are not who?"
"Yes."
"You should be referring to me as Commander or sir."
"Why? I do not respect what you are but who."
"Being a Captain's daughter as you are you should learn respect."
"Nice thing to know. I'll keep that in mind."
He brought out a dagger and played around with it. He noticed that Andrea hadn't moved but her eyes were focused on the weapon. She was smart.
"So you are a Randon. Like having your name in the big universe?"
"Hardly anyones knows I exsist rather than what I am."
He nodded. He had tried to trick her and she had easily gotten out of it. He tossed the dagger up and down. She watched it.
"You like being a captain's daughter? Lots of trips and such."
"I hardly ever get to go on trips. I'm an annoyance. I play tricks. Though I am most suited to become a captain."
He could see the annoyance part. But she had muscles. She would be useful on a ship. She probably knew a thing or two. Ideas began to form. He glanced at the now dark sky.
"Stars. Name that one."
Andrea glanced at the sky. "Prestyron."
"How did you know which one I was pointing to?"
"I've had to name the stars too many times to count."
"Why?"
"Family thing."
"Your mother?"
The girl sighed. "No. Father."
"What is he?"
Andrea took her gaze away from the stars. He wanted to know this information badly, she could see that.
"You tread on thin ice, asking me that."
"Okay, okay."
Trian smiled.
"Will you be training for a captain?"
"Most likely. Some one has to follow blood lines. I'm the lucky one."
Trian heard the sarcasm in her voice.
"So Commander, what are you doing here?"
Trian held flowers in his hand. He motioned the grave in front of him.
Andrea glanced over and nodded.
"What about you, Andrea?"
She motioned with her head to the grave in front of her.
"Andrea Randon? Right, Captain Amelia's aunt."
She nodded.
"I do not think you are that bad Commander, but I am sure the captain does not like you."
She was on to him. He smiled.
"No, but that is my fault. Entirely."
Andrea nodded and began to leave.
"Miss Randon."
She turned and he tossed her the dagger
"You shouldn't be in a town like this without a weapon."
"I have one."
He nodded.
"Keep that one anyway." He tossed her the sheath.
"Thanks, Trian."
"Andrea! I hope you find out who you are!"
She smiled and ran off.
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Hello!
Long chapter! yay!
Reviews please!!!!
Till I bike till the cows come home, *I'm running out of ideas*
Elvenwolf
I do not own Captain Amelia or Jim or any other Treasure Planet character I may refer to. They are Disney's and I respect that.
I do own.... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets. Also Heather, Mary, Admiral Cangot, Chad Chain, George and Chris. Lotsa fun. I also own the new character, Helen.
Okay, I haven't updated this in awhile. I still would like ideas on what to happen next.
Thanks to all reviewers. You keep me writing!"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Andrea rolled out of the hammock, and streatched. Her side was feeling better. She pressed the bracelet and the com screen came up. She glanced at the time, and hissed in annoyance. She had to meet Kat in Town Square where ever that was.
Andrea ran to the galley grabbing a few purps. She threw them into a small back pack, and took one to eat. She went up to the upper deck. No one was there.
Andrea didn't like the silence that greeted her, but she wanted to hurry. She ran into the stateroom. On the desk was a note.
Andrea,
Entertain yourself today. I have another conference. I took Jim along for the experience, though he won't thank me. Terry is with a group of cadets. Helen also had to come to the same meeting, so we'll all be back at the same time.
See you soon,
Amelia
Andrea smiled at the note and tucked it into her bag and ran off the ship. She headed away from the docks at a fast pace, looking for signs to tell her where to go. She felt so lost after awhile, she turned to a short furcovered alien.
"Excuse me. Do you know where Town Square is?"
The alien began to laugh. "You.. are.. standing on it.."
Andrea felt her anger grow. "I'm sorry if I don't know this town as well as you do. I wouldn't want to either." Andrea knew it had been a horrible response, but she was to angry to care. She stalked off, haughtily. She stopped and sighed. So she was there. They need signs around here. Do they expect everyone to know where the heck they are?
She wandered around for the next five minutes, glancing at the shops. The town wasn't bad, but a mess. It was warm though she could see some shivering from an unseen cold.
"Andrea!" A voice called out.
Andrea turned to see Kat. "Kat! There you are. Where am I?"
"Town Square. Why?"
"Is this whole town, Town Square?"
"Basically."
Kat grinned. Andrea raised an eyebrow.
"Come on. I'll show you the town."
Kat turned and walked down the streets. Andrea sighed and jogged to catch up.
"So why is the town in such bad shape?"
"It usually isn't. A few hard times. Major stocks dropped. Luckily my aunt didn't bother with stocks."
"Oh."
"They'll pick up again, just not as quickly."
Andrea nodded.
"Randon!" A voice called again.
Andrea sprung into action. She jumped on top of a fruit stall and scanned the crowd, ears open trying to find locate the voice.
"Andrea, what are you doing?" Kat called up.
Andrea ignored her.
"Randon!"
Andre saw him now and sighed. She slid down from the fruit stand and walked over. Kat exsaperated followed.
"Chain, I will seriously kill you."
Chad was leaning against a building wall, smirking.
"Imagine running into you, Randon."
"Shut it Chain."
"Who is your friend there?"
Kat smiled. "Cadet Katherine Starth at your service." She held out her hand. As Chad reached in to take it, she slapped his hand.
"I? Shake hands with the likes of you? Ha!"
Kat grinned. Andrea smiled, cruelty in her eyes.
"I dare say Randon, your friends are exactly like you."
Andrea would've replied but was distracted by a floating pink blob, with a note.
"Morph?! What are you doing here?"
Andrea untied the note, glancing over it.
Andrea,
Morph caused quite a disturbance, so I suggested to Jim and Captain that we send him to you. So he's yours for the day.
Helen
Andrea was confused. Helen write me notes? I don't like her very much. Morph is Jim's pet.
"Wow. That's Captain Hawkin's pet?"
"Yeah, he's a trickster."
"Well Randon, I have nothing to do. I think I'll join you today."
Andrea rolled her eyes. "Fine, what ever. You'll follow us anyways."
Chain nodded. "So what were you going to do?"
Andrea shrugged. "Hey, don't look at me."
Kat smiled. "I have a few plans. He helps out alot."
Chain's eye widened. "What are we going to do?"
Andrea caught Morph as he was about to fly off and grinned.
"Oh you'll see."
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Amelia sighed. Could they make these anymore boring? At least Jim and Helen aren't trying to kill each other.
"So I propose we send a fleet of ships. I would like Captain Grangon, Commander Karle, Captain Yurich, Captain Amelia and Captain Jurden."
Amelia rolled her eyes and stood up.
"As you all know by now, I am in a small Montresser business. I am still involved with the Navy and grateful for that. But I must decline this. I have no want to galavanting off into a place already discovered and has already had ships sent to inspect it."
The alien smiled. "I assure you that no one has been there yet."
Amelia smiled. "Yes, but I can assure you that there has been ships. Last year I went to the very location you are referring to."
"I would have been told!"
"Ahh, I never said the Navy went. I happened to go with the astrophysicist Dr. Doppler."
"The one that hired you for Treasure Planet?"
"Yes." Amelia's gaze grew cold and her voice had a hard edge in it.
"But why didn't you inform the Navy?"
"I believed that the Navy would not listen. Have they ever really listened?"
A furry alien stood up. "You dare impose that? Are you loyal?"
"Captain Yurich questioning my loyalty is not the point. I know very well what would have happened if I suggested it. Gone onto a file only brought up for use of pointless records. Then again, Commander Werek here could have used them."
'What are you suggesting, Captain?" Captain Grangon yelled.
Amelia lifted her hands slightly. "I tread on thin ice. Calm down, please."
"How can we calm down as you say if you don't answer the question!?" Cpatian Yurick bellowed.
Helen jumped up. "Are you that thick? You say you have loyalty!? Are you that pathetic? Women have get no respect in the Navy. Or that's what it has always been."
They ignored Helen's outburst as though it had been a dust speck screaming for signifigance. They looked to Amelia.
"Is that your point, Amelia?" Comander Werek asked.
Amelia breathed deeply, closing her eyes. She must fight to stay calm.
"Captain." She uttered the word.
Commander Werek frowned. "Captain Randon answer."
"It is true. Captain Jurden and I are one of about twelve female Captains. We have no say in anything."
"We do let you speak!"
"Yes we are listened to. And then ignored. We are useful though. Putting us down to make believe you are better captains. This is what the royal Navy has become. I learned the Navy can't come first in everything as it used to. No women in this very buildng are respected. You would die without your lovely secretaries. You take everything for granted as if you had a life threatening job. Flying a ship isn't the hard part. It's getting respect from those who hate you."
"So what does come first Captain?"
"Find out for yourselves. I am finished here."
Amelia turned and left the room. She came outside to about six secretaries leaning against the door.
"What may I ask are you doing?"
They all had smiles of admiration.
"Yes?"
"You stood up to them in there."
"As much as I did, it will cost me."
"No, we won't let them do that."
Helen and Jim appeared. Sounds of yelling in the backround stopped as the door snapped shut.
Helen grinned. "We told Captain Yurich, of what we heard Commander Werek say what he really thought of him."
"Helen, we are needed. Our names were on that list for a reason. And now they won't be. I am sorry."
"Captain. What can I say? It was worth it."
Amelia turned to the secretaries.
"What is it that you are planning to do?"
"STRIKE!" They yelled. Amelia felt her ears fall down. Helen's did too and Jim covered his ears with his hands.
"Very well, then. I shall come and see you tomorrow."
Amelia shook her head as the young girls began to ruin all paperwork and some came running with computer and phones and began to smash them.
"Well Captain Hawkins, Captain Jurden. I believe we should be off before I get more blame."
All three ran out of the room as the door opened behind them and they heard Commander Werek yell. "What the...."
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"Oh come on Chad. I really like it."
Chad stood there in some very old english looking clothes in horrible browns.
"I can't believe your father wears this stuff!"
Andrea shrugged.
"Do you always go shopping like this?"
Andrea grinned. Kat appeared in a long black skirt and smirked.
"Me shop? I only came for amusement. I'm a captain's daughter. You think I have time for fashion?"
"So you made me wear all of these types of clothes for three hours? For nothing?!"
Kat began to laugh. "Yeah! That basically it!"
Chad scowled. "And he's a Daino?"
Andrea stopped laughing. "Yes. He is." She said quietly.
"So the great Captain Randon married a Daino? And you're a halfbreed?"
Andrea nodded.
Chad smirked. "This is good."
Andrea jumped up. "You tell any one and I'll... I'll.."
"You make threats Randon but would you actually carry them out?"
"Yes."
Kat who had been watching the two stepped in. "Alirght that's enough. Geez you two can't be left alone. I left you in a room together and you'd kill each other! Calm down. Chain learn to take a joke, Andrea simmer. You have to accept these things. You two got that?"
Chain nodded. Andrea scowled and nodded.
"Good."
"Chain, really please."
Chad looed at Andrea. Her face was cold hard, but her eyes were begging him not to. He softened.
"I promise. Just no more clothes shopping."
Andrea nodded.
Chad went back and closed the door grateful to get out of the clothes.
Kat smiled. "Did you like any of these clothes?"
"I like these boots. Very outrageous price though."
"Oh come on Andrea. They're great boots."
Andrea pulled them off. "No. I can get them cheaper."
"Andrea, you can afford them!"
"I don't need them though, Kat. My ankle boots are fine. I know a cheaper place."
"Where?"
A saleswoman appeared. "So, did you like anything?"
"I don't need anything thanks. Chad?"
Chad appeared in his own clothes. "Definately not."
Kat came out of her room. "I didn't like anything."
"Nothing then."
"But those boots looked great on you, dear."
Andrea frowned. She hated her calling her dear.
"I don't want them."
"But they're on sale!" The saleswoman sang out.
"Yes, we'll I think that's still an outrageous price for a bit of leather."
"Come on."
Andrea snarled. "No, I won't. I hate people like you."
The woman's smile vanished. "Oh, don't be such a sour face."
"Sorry, I like being sour. You go aorund with this happy go lucky feeling. That fashion makes you happy. There is real things, thngs that people take for granted. People like you,"
The saleswoman frowned. "You would destroy all of these places if you could?"
"Yes."
The woman ran to the check out counter and dailed on the phone.
The three of them leaned their ears forward and heard her say one thing.
"Security, please."
Andrea jumped up and pulled on her own boots. The other two prepared to run.
"You two go ahead and get out."
Andrea walked out of the store as the others ran out. Morph follwed her happily, quite oblivious to what was going on. Two guards soon appeared. One was muscular and quite tall. The other was a tall red Frainox.
"That's her!" The saleswoman yelled and pointed at Andrea.
"Please m'am. Pointing is so crude and childish."
The guards stepped up to Andrea. The muscular one spoke. "You must come with us."
"May I ask my crime?"
The muscular guard looked unsure. The other was silent.
The musular one spoke agian. "Ummm. You were being cruel to a saleswoman."
"Oh really now? Actually I was. I was commenting that I didn't like fashion. Freedom of speech. I perhaps mentioned I didn't like people that are in love with brand names. There may be a limit to this freedom but I hardly touched that line."
One guard shrugged, the Frainox. "Well most people we take out of here are because of her."
"Gentlemen. You must do as you were told. I would hate for you to lose your jobs over this."
A crowd was gathering now. There were mumours all around. Chad and Kat appeared, pushing their way to the front.
"So please escort me out of the building."
The guards had their heads hanging low. One stepped in front of her, the other went behind her, and they began to walk.
A human appeared. "What is going on here?"
Andrea held her tongue.
"We were told to escort her out of the building, boss." The muscular one muttered.
"What did she do? I see no mess or mayhem."
The Frainox spoke. "Well she told Malorie over there that she didn't like fashion or people who loved name brands. And she probably didn't buy something."
"And thats a crime?"
Both guards shrugged.
Andrea sighed. "With all due respect, which happens to be very little right now. I would just like to leave."
"I am deeply sorry, Miss. This should have never happened. I assure you proper punishemnts will be dealt out."
Andrea raised an eyebrow then turned to the guard who had explained her crime. She studied his name tag.
"Graeme. Graeme what?"
"Graeme Fryold."
"You look like you would be good on a ship. Good agility everything. You know of the Legacy?"
He nodded.
"Good. If you would like a better job than this one, I suggest you show up at its leaving time. Bags packed and ready to go."
"Gladly."
"I'll be looking for you."
Andrea turned and left with eyes following her. Kat ran after her, with Chad in tow.
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Amelia walked towards the Legacy. Helen and Jim behind her were talking.
"So you got to rebuild it in your own style. That's neat."
"Well, I didn't. My mother did. Dr. Doppler helped with that and we even had enough for new docks. The Captain took time and designed them."
Their topic was the Benbow.
"The builders weren't very good were they Jim?"
"No, Amelia. It was quite obvious after you spent a day finishing one dock just to prove they should have finished with then by then.
"They annoyed me. I make my point and keep it."
"That's just like you Captain."
"I know it is."
Amelia smiled remembering her offer to do the docks. She had been just dating Doppler and had became friends with Sarah.
"I wonder what Terry has been doing?"
"Hopefully with those cadets. I believe Cadet Hurlt was in the group."
"So then where is David?"
"Still at that convention. I went to one once. I deeply regretted it. Perfect thing for Doppler, of course, but I couldn't say I liked it at all."
Helen chuckled. "Was it as bad as that museum you took me too?"
"I would have rathered that museum."
"That bad?"
Helen laughed. Jim chuckled but felt a little lost.
"So Amanda is where?"
"I haven't seen her. I should be worried but I find it rather hard. She can fight."
"And Andrea then?"
"Haven't a clue. Left her a note telling her to entertain herself. She has that friend Cadet Starth. She might have caught up with her."
"Oh."
They continued on in silence.
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Andrea kept running for a while in her mind slightly hoping to lose them. She didn't as much as she tried. Morph was nestled on her shoulder, excited by the game. Well, what he thought was a game.
"Andrea! Slow down, girl!"
"Randon! It wasn't your fault!"
Andrea heard the cries and realized Chad had yelled the last one. She stopped and Kat crashed into her.
"Andrea! Don't do that!"
Andrea picked herself up from the ground, her side beginning to throb painfully.
"Kat. Don't talk like that. It's like my father."
Kat got up grinning.
"Kat, dang your happiness."
"Dang to your negativity, Andrea."
They both smiled and Andrea turned to Chad. "How did you know."
Her words weren't questioning. It was a demand. Chad took it in light spirit.
"You blame yourself for alot of things, Randon. You have to stop it."
Andrea nodded, then smirked.
"You are definately smarter than you look, Chain."
He nodded then realized what she said.
"Hey!"
Andrea grinned and raised an eyebrow.
"Creepy. You look like that picture my father has of your mother."
"She's known for it."
"Okay you two. Before you kill each other again, lets go find something to do."
"Theres a bar over there."
"A bar?"
"Chain, why would we go to a bar?"
"Cause Kat and I are old enough."
"Oh great. I'm the little minor that gets to have a pop. Yahoo."
"Oh come on Andrea. You look older than you are."
"I seem that young. I am your age Kat."
"Are you?"
"Ya, I just play annoying tricks."
Morph had grown bored of talking and zoomed towards the bar.
"Morph! No!"
Andrea chased after him but fell. Chad ran after Morph not realizing Andrea had fallen. Kat ran to Andrea.
"You okay?"
"I fell Kat. Do I seem okay?"
Kat grinned and helped Andrea up.
Andrea smiled.
"Kat, I wouldn't have any friends if everyone was like me."
"Nope."
Andrea turned and watched Chad try to catch Morph. She was really glad Kat was her friend. Her negativity got to everybody. She really did take Kat's happiness and knowing for granted. But she knew she appreciated it too.
Chad finally brought a few candies out of his pocket and offered one to Morph, who took it greedily.
"You should have thought of that before."
"Randon, I may be smart..."
"Gonna finish that sentance Chain? Cause if you do it'll sound stupid and you know it."
"Shut up, Randon."
Kat laughed and they walked in. Andrea grabbed Morph and placed him on her shoulder and looked around.
"Wow. I'll be finally able to tell Miss Hawkins that her liquor cabinet is much more sufficient."
"You don't like it Missy, get out." The bartender mumbled.
Andrea had a snappy reply and opened her mouth to speak but Kat covered her mouth. Andrea bit her hand.
"Oww."
"Oh come on Kat."
Kat looked over her hand and wiped it off on Andrea's shirt.
"Thanks Kat. I really appreciate that."
"You should."
"What'll it be?"
"Ah, Bloody Mary for me."
"Ewww. How can you drink that? Gin sling for me. Kat?"
"Ah, white wine."
"A little early for that?"
They found a table and sat down.
"Not many choices, eh?"
"No. Not much at all."
The bartender came over and put the drinks down. Andrea grabbed hers and sipped it. Her face instantly became one of disgust. her nose and mouth puckered, her eyes squinted and her ears flattened. Kat began to laugh at her, and Chad chuckled.
"This is gross. Pathetic."
Chad sipped his. "Wow, that is gross."
Kat smiled. "My turn." She sipped and her face took on the same look as Andrea's.
Andrea stood up and tossed money down. She walked away and spilled the gin onto the floor.
"Hey! You're cleaning that up!"
"I wouldn't dream of it. It's going back where it came from."
Andrea turned and left, Morph happily floating behind her.
Kat didn't move. Chad started to get up and looked to Kat.
"Why aren't you getting up?"
"Andrea finds a fault with everything. I'd rather let her go find something to do, besides suggesting and finding more faults."
Chad sat back down, reluctantly. He knew he shouldn't leave Kat here.
"So are you joining the Interstellar Academy, rich boy?"
Chad nodded and they talked.
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Amelia was sitting at her desk, looking over paperwork. Helen and Jim had left still talking.
She glanced over the papers when who should come in but Commander Trian.
Amelia looked up as he came in and returned to the work.
"I do believe they invented something called knocking, Commmander Trian. I find it very useful and a respectful thing, but perhaps you were never raised to do such a thing."
"Captain."
Amelia didn't even glance up. "Why are you here?"
"I heard of your conference this morning."
"My how gossip flies."
"It does. The secrataries have ruined several hundred dollars worth of materials."
"Lovely. Am I about to be blamed for that also?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?'
Amelia looked up at him. He smiled.
"I came to meet your family."
Amelia raised an eyebrow.
"Wonderful. I can assure you they aren't here right now. But I'll be sure to tell them you dropped by. They'll be honoured that Commander Gregory Trian came by."
"You mock, Amelia. It isn't very nice."
"Not all of us in the Navy are in second grade, Trian. Grow up. And its Captain to you."
Amelia's voice was calm and level though her eyes burned an emerald fire.
"Amelia, what happened?"
"Nothing Trian. You seemed to fancy me for some reason. And if you still do now, I want nothing to do with it."
He raised an eyebrow. Amelia's annoyance grew.
"I never liked you."
"Harsh words, Captain."
Amelia's reply was thrown off by a knock.
"Enter!"
She was grateful for the distraction. Kep stepped in.
"Ah, Cadet Krinsh right?"
"Yes, m'am."
"Look at the respect this cadet has, Commander."
"I see, Amelia."
"Captain."
Trian turned to kep, who stood up straighter.
"What did you say?"
"Captain, sir. She is Captain Amelia."
"I know very well who she is cadet! Do you know who I am?"
"Commander Gregory Trian."
"Yes, a commander. You have no right to speak that way to me."
"I would rather be kicked out then not give an officer the respect they deserve, sir."
Amelia interjected.
"Commmander, Cadet Krinsh here was just ensuring that you knew protocol. He knows he was out of line and I will punish him."
Commander Trian nodded and turned back to Kep.
"Cadet, you are dismissed."
"But sir!"
"What? You are done here!"
"Commander, the cadet came in here to ask a question."
"Fine then. Captain I will see you later."
As he stormed out. Amelia muttered. "I hope not."
Kep laughed and Amelia turned her gaze on him. He stopped.
"I am glad you came in. That was useful, Kep."
"Kep, m'am?"
"I notice more than it would seem."
He nodded.
"So why did you come in here? To save your captain?"
"Glad I was able to do so. But no. I wanted to know if you knew where Andrea was, Captain."
"Good. I'm glad you didn't ask that while Commander Trian was in here. I actually have no idea."
"Oh thank you anyways, m'am."
Amelia nodded as he left. Where is Andrea?
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Andrea walked through the cold wind towards the graves. She was glad Kat and Chain had given up on her. She glanced around. There! Randon.
She looked over the old graves. They weren't taken care of.
She lingered for a few moments then moved over to the grave Amelia had came to before.
She sat down sitting there feeling lost.
"What are you doing here, Captain?"
She turned to see none other than Commander Trian. But she had no clue who he was.
"Oh, you're not Captain Amelia."
Andrea felt annoyed.
"No, I'm not."
"Then who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Commander Trian."
"I didn't ask for your name. I asked who you were."
"A Human Commander."
"Good answer. That sucked."
Andrea stood up and stretched, oblivious to who he was.
"So then who are you?"
"I don't know. I'm I supposed to?"
Trian shook his head in annoyance. This little wench speaking to him so!
"What is your name?"
"Names are pointless. They supposively tell you who you are. They tell you what you are."
"Just tell me it."
"Andrea."
"Andrea who?"
"Its not Andrea who its Andrea what."
"Your last name is what? Like the word?"
"You tell me."
Andrea leaned against a tree. Trian could not believe this. The girl had nerve. Her eyes werent really focused, but her answers were ready.
"What is your last name?"
She smiled. She would get a reaction from this.
"Randon. What I am is, Andrea Randon, firstborn."
He smiled back. So this was one of Amelia's kin. Now he could see why he had mistaken her. He should have known.
"So that is what you are not who?"
"Yes."
"You should be referring to me as Commander or sir."
"Why? I do not respect what you are but who."
"Being a Captain's daughter as you are you should learn respect."
"Nice thing to know. I'll keep that in mind."
He brought out a dagger and played around with it. He noticed that Andrea hadn't moved but her eyes were focused on the weapon. She was smart.
"So you are a Randon. Like having your name in the big universe?"
"Hardly anyones knows I exsist rather than what I am."
He nodded. He had tried to trick her and she had easily gotten out of it. He tossed the dagger up and down. She watched it.
"You like being a captain's daughter? Lots of trips and such."
"I hardly ever get to go on trips. I'm an annoyance. I play tricks. Though I am most suited to become a captain."
He could see the annoyance part. But she had muscles. She would be useful on a ship. She probably knew a thing or two. Ideas began to form. He glanced at the now dark sky.
"Stars. Name that one."
Andrea glanced at the sky. "Prestyron."
"How did you know which one I was pointing to?"
"I've had to name the stars too many times to count."
"Why?"
"Family thing."
"Your mother?"
The girl sighed. "No. Father."
"What is he?"
Andrea took her gaze away from the stars. He wanted to know this information badly, she could see that.
"You tread on thin ice, asking me that."
"Okay, okay."
Trian smiled.
"Will you be training for a captain?"
"Most likely. Some one has to follow blood lines. I'm the lucky one."
Trian heard the sarcasm in her voice.
"So Commander, what are you doing here?"
Trian held flowers in his hand. He motioned the grave in front of him.
Andrea glanced over and nodded.
"What about you, Andrea?"
She motioned with her head to the grave in front of her.
"Andrea Randon? Right, Captain Amelia's aunt."
She nodded.
"I do not think you are that bad Commander, but I am sure the captain does not like you."
She was on to him. He smiled.
"No, but that is my fault. Entirely."
Andrea nodded and began to leave.
"Miss Randon."
She turned and he tossed her the dagger
"You shouldn't be in a town like this without a weapon."
"I have one."
He nodded.
"Keep that one anyway." He tossed her the sheath.
"Thanks, Trian."
"Andrea! I hope you find out who you are!"
She smiled and ran off.
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