Hello. I am the GundamWingFanatic90, writing my third Chrono Crusade story (though it's the first one I've put on this site). I hope that you enjoy it.

Summary: When Rosette went to bed the night before, she was in 1924. When she woke up the next day, she was in Eden… unmistakably 54 years in the past.

WARNING: This fic is more mature than what I usually write. It's more mature than PG-13 (T), but I don't think it's enough to be rated an R (M). This meaning, there is no lemon, but there are innuendoes and mature conversations in existence. If you feel that the rating needs to go up, please tell me so in either a review or an e-mail.

WARNING 2: This chapter is rated PG-13 for swearing, so if you are easily offended by such, do whatever you do in these kinds of situations.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Crusade or anything affiliated with it. They all belong to Daisuke Moriyama-san.


Return to Times of Yore
By GundamWingFanatic90
Submitted: 16 September 2005

Rosette

"Chrono?" I asked quietly as I lay on my bed in my room at the convent, too tired to even remove my Militia equipment and uniform, even my boots. My violet-haired companion turned to look at me where he sat in a chair next to my bed.

"Yes, Rosette? What is it?" he asked. I tried to phrase my question right, and as it was, it took me a second to think of what to say.

"What was it like… before Mary Magdalene came to Eden?" I inquired gently. He smiled a little, a sad, nostalgic sort of grin, and then began to speak.

"It was a lot of fun. I'm sure that you saw how it was when Mary was with us in my memories, but…" he trailed off for only a second before continuing, "Those were good times, even before she came, but I was so hollow, angry inside, for killing all of those demons. I didn't actually forgive myself until she came…" He continued to speak, but I found myself unable to concentrate on his words, falling into the oblivion of sleep.

"Chrono…?" I whispered half-coherently. Truthfully, I wasn't fully aware of what I was saying. Chrono stopped talking for a second.

"Yes?"

"I love you… Goodnight…" I could sense his smile, my eyes slipping shut.

"I love you, too, Rosette. Goodnight."


A sudden shriek startled me from my slumber, and I sat up quickly, my heart pounding. My gaze was met with a startled, catlike persona. I released an answering yell of surprise at the demon, and whipped my Gospel gun up to point it at her face. A door burst open behind me, and several sets of pounding footsteps told me that several others- probably demons, themselves- had just entered the room, which appeared to be a lab of some sort.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" I shouted. "AND WHERE THE HELL AM I?" The cat-woman scuttled backwards, hissing, to hide behind a console, and as the footsteps grew louder behind me, I grabbed my other gun- full of Sacreds- out and scrambled to my feet, ready to meet any threats head-on as I pointed one gun towards the approaching figures. Surprisingly, I was able to do that while at the same time, keeping my focus on the cat-woman.

"WHO ARE YOU, DAMMIT?" I shouted again. She poked her head out from behind the console and gulped at the sight of my guns.

"I-I'm Sh-Shader the S-Sinner…" she muttered meekly. I blinked. 'The Sinner'? The footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and I turned my gaze to the newcomers, deeming that this 'Shader' wasn't a threat. What I saw was four humanoids, staring down the barrel of my Gospel. My eyes narrowed as I caught sight of the familiar face of my arch-enemy.

"Aion!" I snarled, moving both of my guns to point at his head. "Where the hell are we, you bastard?" He blinked a couple of times at the foul insult, but shrugged a little, which made me tighten my hold on my triggers.

"We're on Eden. But… who are you?" he replied. Now it was my turn to blink.

"Eden? Where's Joshua?" He looked dumbfounded.

"Who's Joshua?" My eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Joshua Christopher, my brother! Where is he, you idiotic birdbrain of a demon?" His expression didn't change.

"I don't know anyone called Joshua." I was downright confused, now, though I made sure it didn't show on my face. He was telling the truth. I could see it in his eyes. He didn't know Joshua. But then… Suddenly my eyes widened.

"What year is it?" I asked frantically. All of the demons seemed to be taken aback.

"Um, I don't know. Demon or human?" a white-haired demon with a cowboy hat on countered.

"Human, you dolt!"

"I think they call it, '1870', or something like that." replied a rather pretty female in a cowgirl outfit, which I thought was scandalous, how revealing it was. However, I ignored this small detail as the year sank into my thoughts, and my breath shortened, my eyes dilated, and my head spun.

"18… 1870…?" I breathed. "I… I'm 54 years… in the past…?" There were collective gasps from around the room, but I managed to shake it off, raising my guns back to level with the middle of Aion's forehead. "You bastard! What did you do?" Now, it seemed his ire was raised.

"Me? ME? I didn't do a frickin' thing!" he exclaimed. I, feeling my temper spark again, marched right up into his face and waved my gun under his nose, poking him in the chest with my other.

"Of course it was you! How the hell else would I be able to go back in time 54 years? 'Cause we sure as hell don't have that kind of technology at the Order!"

"WELL, I DIDN'T DO IT! YOU MUST'VE DONE SOMETHING, 'CAUSE I DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF TECHNOLOGY, EITHER!" he shouted. I ground my teeth to keep from shooting him right then and there, instead deciding to shout back.

"YOU LYING BASTARD OF A DEMON! YOU'VE CAUSED ME SO MUCH TROUBLE, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE YOU? FIRST, YOU KIDNAPPED MY BROTHER AND GAVE HIM CHRONO'S HORNS, THEN YOU TOOK SATELLA'S SISTER FROM HER, AND THEN YOU ABDUCTED AZMARIA, MADE CHRONO GO BERSERK- CAUSING HIM TO DRAIN HALF MY LIFE AWAY IN THE PROCESS- AND YOU ACTUALLY HAVE THE GALL TO SAY YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING? YOU BASTARD! I OUGHTA KILL YOU RIGHT HERE, JUST FOR THAT!" I cocked my gun and shoved it into his throat, preparing to pull the trigger, but suddenly I was yanked back and put into a chokehold by strong arms. I flailed my own arms around, my guns waving up and down in the air, unsuccessfully trying to get out of the hold, but when I kicked backwards and down, hard, before bringing my foot upwards even harder, the person yelped and released me so that I got away and stood between Aion and the other, one gun pointing at each. My breath came strained to me, as if I had just run a mile or more, and my limbs trembled before an unnaturally high-pitched, but unmistakable voice sounded from the figure to my right.

"A-Aion… do something!" My head whipped around to gaze at the violet-haired man crouching, doubled over, on the ground, his Indian-like cloak pooling around him as he sweated faintly. My breath shortened again, and I found myself on the verge of hyperventilating.

"C…Chrono…?" I breathed. If I had not had the strong constitution I had, I would have fainted right then and there. As it was, I just lowered my gun from my would-be companion, staring at him openly. My eyes narrowed suspiciously, and I eyed Aion and the others on that side of the room warily.

"You're telling the truth…?" I asked slowly, almost wanting to not believe them. He nodded, still glaring at me.

"THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TELLING YOU THIS WHOLE TIME, DIMWIT!" he exclaimed, exasperated and angry. I twitched once before holstering my gun and leaping at the white-haired demon, getting him in a headlock and giving him my 'Super Atomic Noogie Attack'.

"You imbecile! How was I supposed to know you were telling the truth? And I'm not a dimwit, you dimwit!" I yelled. He just yelped repeatedly in response.

"Owowowowowowowow!" he shouted. Several snickers met my ears, and I turned a death glare onto Shader and the other Sinners- sans Chrono, he was still recovering from the kick to his groin. The white-haired demon gave me a thumbs up and an appraising look.

"Hey, good job, kiddo." he said, causing me to pause in my relentless assault on Aion's head. "I think you're the first one to ever fully put both Chrono and Aion out of commission in the same day… no, out of commission, ever." He and the other three began snickering again, and Shader and the woman and white-haired man soon found themselves rolling on the ground as Aion managed to get loose, where I kicked him in the stomach and he fell to the floor, disabled. However, I turned my gaze to Chrono where he was beginning to get up, and I walked to him and stood over him before bending down to try to help him up.

"Sorry about that, Chrono." I muttered, extending a hand to him. "You surprised me." He gave me an incredulous look and straightened up by himself.

"How the hell do you know my name?" he growled. I blinked.

"Oh… you didn't hear the shouting match, did you?" Shader asked teasingly. She had come out from her hiding place, it seemed, when I began to give Aion my noogie. Chrono blinked, dumbfounded.

"Shouting match…?" he inquired confusedly. A sweatdrop formed on the pretty lady's head.

"You really are clueless, aren't you?" she asked. He just blinked at her.


Okay, there's Chapter 1. Hope you liked it. This fic's going to be kinda long, so please bear with me. I'm planning on updating every day or two, so keep a watch on the update things! (grins) Okay, I'll post Chapter 2, now, so stay tuned!

-Fanatic