Chapter One:

Day one. Official records of Kalena Aderyn of the Royal Navy for voyage to unknown planet aka "Treasure Planet".

I'm not too great at this record keeping thing, formalities aside isn't this just going to turn out to be a collection of diaries? All in all might as well cram pack this thing with as much information as possible, and the basics are the places to start in situations such as these.

My name is Kalena Aderyn and I am now sixteen as of October 15th and I am a human girl. Despite my young age I have graduated from the Interstellar Academy as a weapons specialist, mainly I use swords, handguns, etc. but in my field I am also a mechanic. I have specialties in some other areas but those don't really need introduction. For this voyage I am third in command from the Captain. The Captain by the way is none other than the renowned Captain Amelia. We have been hired to commandeer a ship to the hidden world known as Treasure Planet. Upon said is supposedly, "the loot of a thousand worlds". Does this place even exist? According to an odd sphere which holds a map this is more possible than previously thought. Hopefully this map will be no ruse and shall lead us to the grand treasure.

Personally that doesn't interest me. I have enough of life's satisfaction to be content with the universe for a thousand lifetimes. Is this life perfect? Not at all. There are pieces of it I'd rather live without but to combat that I have many positives that I cherish. I don't mind working to pay for my share of bills especially since it is a job I love very much.

Now before this becomes too…journalistic I shall stop for I must pack for the journey ahead.

-K.A. xx-xx-xxxx

I closed the leather book with care and gently placed it into a black woven bag filled with other notebooks just like it, I really doubted that I would actually fill them all out but it's better to be safe than sorry. After adding a few pens and other writing utensils to the bag I closed it and placed it onto the ever-growing pile of traveling cases.

How much stuff do we actually need? Doing a quick scan with my eyes I counted fifteen bags total. This was going to be a long trip, I could feel it; especially if we're taking this much gear. No, not a trip; a mission. This is a business transaction not a pleasure cruise.

Returning to my room I pulled another bag out of my closet and packed my traveling gear into it. Clothes, tools, books, ammunition, sharp weapons, medication...

I stared at the little bottle in my hands. 'Herbal Supplements. Prescribed to treat and prevent cataplexy. Take as needed as issued by Dr. Rhinestone.' Anger swarmed through me; 'Take as needed.' I didn't need anything! I didn't need to be codependent on these miniscule things!

I lifted my arm, fully prepared to hurl the offending bottle out of the window and out of my sight. Right on cue my arm seizes up in pain as the paralysis settles in my limbs. 'Good going.' I think. 'Me and my effing temper launched an episode.' Using my other hand I rip the cap off and pull two of the little green capsules out. "So much for not being codependent." I said aloud to the tiny bottle. I dry-swallow the pills and wait for my arm to unfreeze.

After another minute or two I'm able it flex the whole thing properly without flinching and move back to the task at hand; packing. See, there's this thing about me that I try to keep others from noticing, I have a terrible condition known as narcolepsy which causes me to be prone to sudden attacks of sleep at the most random of times as well as another condition known as cataplexy which is closely tied with narcolepsy. The cataplexy causes the ever-so annoying freezing in my limbs and sometimes even full body paralysis if I'm not careful.

I shove a dozen or so more bottles into the bag (all the same stupid supplements) before tying it off and start filling another bag with more silly stuff that I might need later.

"Kalena, are you ready to go? We need to get there early so I can check out the ship and the crew." The voice of Amelia calls as she approaches from the front hallway. She must be done packing.

'Almost done, lemme strap on my sword and we can go.' Amelia nods in approval, picks up my two bags and walks out. I give myself a quick once-over in the medium-sized mirror perched above my "vanity" table. A joke in and of itself because I haven't changed, I still bear the same blazing amber eyes and shoulder-length russet hair as I did in the Stellar Academy. There has been little change in my appearance even after a couple years. I don't know why I even bother with looking in a mirror anymore. I retrieve Rosalind from her case on my weapons rack, and join Amelia without so much as a second glance at the house. I'm not really a materialistic person. There are only a few things I care about in my life and believe me; I would fight to the death for them.

I sneak a sideways glance at Amelia. She's staring fiercely at the approaching transport ship. Amelia is one of the top things I'd die defending. My motto, "The mission is always first, unless Amelia is involved." As if hearing my thoughts Amelia turns her head and says, "Let's go."

'Aye aye, ma'am.' I snap a phony salute and she grins briefly. In an instant we're back to being all business as we slowly make our way towards a life-changing journey. I'm not talking about the transport ship though.

Jim POV:

I don't think I got any sleep last night. I'm so excited for this trip my hands shake whenever I think about today's voyage. And it's not some one day trip either. This could possibly take months depending on where the map leads us to; route-wise.

After all this time, I can finally prove the stories are real and after what happened at the Benbow...I shake my head as the saddened thoughts try to creep in. With the treasure we're going after the Benbow will look like a mansion once we're through with it.

I wonder what the ship is like and who the Captain is as well. Hopefully the Doc picked someone competent enough to give orders. Maybe the guy's a pirate! That would be so cool but kind of dangerous too.

Is this transfer ship ever going to land? I mean how long does it take to reach the space port anyways?