TP: Treasure Seeker -- PrologueTP: Treasure Seeker -- Prologue4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Flint's Trove," Jim thought as he walked across the Spaceport, "The loot of a thousand worlds " And he was going to be there in only a few short weeks, at Treasure Planet.
The Spaceport was as busy as ever, with alien species of all types going to visit relatives or just getting away and heading towards who-knows-where. It was great day for travel anyway, with a crisp, blue sky overhead and a steady wind only made Jim more anxious to find their ship. As he looked around, seeing all the excitement and thinking of his own, he sighed and bent his head back. With all that happened back at Montressor, he felt a sort of freedom being away from home, and the chaos, and the normal day-to-day routine. But he was on a mission, he couldn't forget that. He sighed and shook his head again in disbelief.
With the Benbow Inn gone, he and his mom have nothing left. Ever since that Bones character gave him that map, things have changed. "The cyborg," Bones said. This "cyborg" is the one who burned
TP: Treasure Seeker -- 1 - Miss HannahTP: Treasure Seeker -- 1 - Miss Hannah4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the deck of the Legacy, the crew was preparing for launch in a couple hours. Supplies were being brought on deck by cranes, and crew members bustled about checking the sails, going from portside to starboard making sure everything was in order for the long trip. One of them in particular was on the main mast, tugging on a rope that secured the main topsail. She seemed focused on her work when she heard new voices. She looked down and saw a boy coming on deck.
"How cool is this?" she heard him say. He looked excited, even from so far up. But before anything else happened, the boy walked right into Mr. Snuff, a fat, wrinkly creature. She knew his temper, and stared at the scene wondering what the sluggish form would do to the boy. Snuff taunted him first, with those obnoxious farting noises he made, messing his hair in the process. She gave a small snort, trying to hold back a laugh. Then another stranger came on the scene.