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The etherium is dark, a mix of blue and purple stretching as far as the eye can see. A gentle breeze blows through. Nothing seems to disturb the quiet atmosphere.

"𝗢𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀...𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹..."

A wooden ship, painted to seem like gold, floats through the sky. The sails sway slowly in the wind, leading the ship to its desired destination.

"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗼𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗰𝗿𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄..𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝘀𝘂𝗲𝗱..."

A lone ship, the "Argentum", swiftly follows behind. A black flag embroidered with a skull, three eyes and fangs harshly flaps in the wind.

"𝗣𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀!"

A pirate, the captain, stands at the deck of the ship. His arms folded across his chest as he stared at the cargoe ship with a sneer.

"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀..𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 "𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘁."

Flint turns to his crew, a devilish smirk painted his lips. He raises his clawed hand and brings it down, his eyes burning with glee.

"FIRE!" He orders, his voice ringing through the air.

The Argentum fires, it's canons firing one by one as Flint and his crew laugh at the chaos they've begun.

In the main hall, civilians turn and scream as the lights turn off, scared and confused. A women hugs her husband tightly, terrified of what is to come.

Both ships crews begin to fire at eachother, wanting nothing more than blood and revenge.

The head of a young boy pops up, his face showing excitement as he watches the scene. He wears a lopsided grin, a missing tooth on display. He lays on his bed, his feet swinging in the air as he watches his book.

The boy gasps as a pirate brings his sword down on an unsuspecting crew mate, but quickly covers his mouth and looks to his left, the small body of his best friend moves up and down as she breaths.

Her (h/c) peaks out from under the covers, as she snores softly.

He breaths a sigh of relief, glad he hadn't woken her up. The boy double checks that his friend is sleeping before continuing on with his book.

"𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗭𝗮𝗳𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘆..."

The bedroom door is suddenly swung open, a women wearing a night gown appears in the doorway. She puts one hand on her hip as the other is placed flat against the door.

"James Pleiades Hawkins!" She scolds as she watches her son shove his story book under his pillow and crawl back under the covers, his back facing her as he pretends to be asleep. "I thought you two were asleep an hour ago."

James pouts lightly as he sits up, careful to not wake the little girl next to him. "Mom" he drags out, "I was just getting to the best part!" He grabs his book from under the pillow, hugging it tightly towards his chest.

"Please?" He pleads, he pulls his lips into a pout, his blue eyes begging for his mom to let him continue.

"OH, can those eyes get any bigger?" She teases with an eye roll, as she makes her way towards him. "Scoot over" she says, as she slides herself onto the bed.

James gets excited, silently celebrating as he moves over for his mom, accidentally knocking his elbow against the young girls head, abruptly waking her.

"Owww" she whines, placing her hand on the top of her head to try and ease the pain. "Jamiee" she drawls out, rolling over onto her back and catching the attention of the mother and son.

"Stop flailing your noodle arms" she says, her voice groggy but strict. Her (e/c) make contact with Jame's baby blue one, she softly glares at him, wondering what he was doing.

James winces lightly, sucking in a breath through his teeth. "Sorry (Y/N)..I didn't mean to! I was just reading my book, but..." he trails off, eyes shifting towards his mother who sat next to him, smiling softly at the two children.

"Evening Ms Hawkins!" (Y/N) beams happily, her mood completely changing upon setting eyes on her favorite adult.

"Are you going to read with us??" She asks curiously as she sits up, her hair sticks out in many different ways, making it seem like a bird nest.

"With?? Please, you fell asleep the minute I opened the book!" James retorts, eyeing the girls messy hair, snickering silently as he imagines small chicks nesting on top of her head.

"Did not!" The young girl argues, annoyed by her best friend, she throws a pillow at him, which he dodged.

"Alright, alright!!" Sarah Hawkins laughs out, amused by her son and his friend, " Do you want to continue the story or not?"

"Yes!!" Both children reply happily, their banter from earlier quickly forgotten. They both scramble to get comfortable, James leaning against his mother, while (Y/N) leans over him to get a better view of the book, ignoring her best friend's complaints about being too close.

Sarah smiles and opens the book, the narrator continuing with their previous sentence.

"..𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗭𝗮𝗳𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘆, 𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗱𝗲𝘀.."

The merchant ships stands still as the Argentum creeps closer, the pirates cast lines, allowing them to swiftly jump aboard and start raiding.

"𝗦𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲!"

As the merchants tried desperately to fend off the pirates, Captain Flint unsheathes his sword, and slices open a lock. A never ending supply of gems, jewels and gold spills out, Flint looks down with wide eyes, cupping two handfuls of gold in his hands.

His mouth pulls back into a large smile, he opens his mouth and releases a loud, victorious laugh. He looks onwards, satisfied
with his reward.

Flint and his crew collect all the gold they could carry, and hauled it back to their ship. They detach from the merchant ship and sail away, leaving the unfortunate passengers stranded, as their ship crumbled around them.

"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻..𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗹𝘀"

The Argentum continues onward, a green flash surrounds the ship, Captain Flint and his crew are absorbed by the light, suddenly vanishing...leaving no trace of their presence.

"𝗩𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲..."

The trio all look up at the same time, "Oohh" they say at the same time, causing James and    
(Y/N) to start giggling at their silliness.

"𝗙𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱.."

A green mist appears, thick in appearance and stretches wide, seemingly trying to keep something hidden.

"𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻..𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘅𝘆.. 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻..."

The mist becomes a darker shade of green, but slowly starts dispersing, revealing what it wanted to be kept secret.

"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘀..."

"𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘁.." Both James and (Y/N) say with the narrator, both in awe of the picture, the whole planet was a light brown color, two rings surrounding it intersecting eachother, seemingly looking like a giant "X".

One made of rocks and the other made of a faint green light.

Sarah gently closes the book as the story continued, she takes a rag out of her dress pocket and holds it against Jame's nose.
"Okay, blow your nose"

James does as he's told, blowing into his mothers rag, (Y/N)'s brows furrow as she looks at him, "Ew" she says softly, but it didn't go unnoticed by the boy.

"Shut up.." he grumbles with an eye roll, not bothered to start another argument with her. (Y/N) smiles softly at him, causing  James to mirror the same action.

"How do you think Captain Flint did it mom?" James asked as he climbed onto his headboard, Sarah was busy putting away her sons book.

(Y/N) sat crisscrossed on the bed, her eyes never leaving her friend as he scampered around his bed board.

Sarah turns to answer her son, but is confused to see only one of the kids in the bed, she looks at (Y/N) with a questioning look, but the girl was to distracted watching her adventurous friend.

"How'd he swoop in out of nowhere.." James starts as Sarah turns to her son with wide eyes, she quickly holds out her arms as he jumps off the headboard, but dosent catch him in time, causing him to land on the mattress, face first, making (Y/N) bounce slightly at the action.

Unfazed by what happened, James continues his question.

He crawls under his blanket, then pops his head out from underneath.  "And vanish! Without a trace??" His actions cause (Y/N) to laugh at her friend, amused at his antics.

"I have no idea" Sarah says as she creeps up on James, she grabs him under his arms and pulls him towards her. "Come her you little—" her sentence gets cut off by her son trying to get out of her hold.

They both laugh, but Sarah stops upon seeing (Y/N) watching the two with a fond smile on her round face. Sarah grabs the girl by her ankle, which causes her to squeal, and pulls her towards them.

"I'm gonna get—!" She blows a raspberry onto her sons small tummy, and tickles (Y/N)'s sides, causing both children to fall down in laughter.

Sarah takes a moment to look at the two kids giggling next to eachother, a gentle smile graces her lips as stares at them, silently praying that they would keep their innocence.

"Okay, now it's time for these little space rangers to get to bed" She reminds them, as she moves them towards their respected pillows.

She softly taps Jame's nose with her pointer finger. "Do you think sombody'll ever find treasure planet?" He asks, (Y/N) looks up, also curios of what the answer will be.

Sarah's eyebrows pull together in question as she hears a squeaking sound, she reaches under her sons pillow and pulls out a small toy. She faces the two, who are still waiting for an answer.

"Sweethearts" she begins, as she stares at the squeaking toy with a raised brow. "I think it's more of.." she gently places the toy on the night stand, "..a legend!"

James begins to frown, "I know it's real" he states firmly, no hesitation in his answer.
"Me too!!" (Y/N) eagerly replies, her hands balled into fists as she held the covers.

"We'll find it one day, Jamie and I!" She promises. Both Sarah and her son stare at her, wide-eyed. " I look forward to it" Sarah replies with a smile, "Me too" James says softly, as he stares at his best friend.

Sarah bends down and gently cups each of their cheeks with each of her hands, "You both win, it is real" she says. She kisses them both softly on their foreheads, and begins to stand up.

"Nighty-night mom!" James says as his mother makes her way to the door, "Nighty-night Ms Hawkins!" (Y/N) echoes.

"Nighty-night sweethearts" Sarah says in a whisper, as she gently closes the door.
"I love you" she says. "Love you too" both children reply with a yawn, beginning to lay down to sleep.

Sarah stops to look at them for a second longer, and shuts the door, her footsteps retreating.

After a beat of silence, both children sit up as James reaches over and grabs the book. They both get settled, pressing their cheeks together to get a better look at the book, not caring about personal space.

Eagerly opening the book to the last page, the narrator begins their final sentence...

"𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗘𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘂𝗺, 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺..𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁... 𝘀𝗼𝗮𝗿!"

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