"Throbbing…"

"My head hurts…"

"Damn… where am I?"

A young boy opened his sore eyes and took a look at his surroundings. There were metal walls around him and he was lying back at the bottom of a flight of stairs. The sound of heavy rock music could be heard a small distance away, each beat making his head throb. Some of his memory returned once he heard the music, although most of his memories were muddled.

"That's right… The band… what was it called… I forget… ah well. It doesn't matter. I should get out of here." He looked around for a close exit. Seeing a door near, he limped over to it, turning the rusted handle he opened it up, and found himself looking out into a back alley. He quickly walked out and tried to find something he recognized, but found nothing.

"Am I lost?" He asked himself, "Nothing looks familiar." He said after wandering around for a while. "Am I even in the right town? What is going on?! What are those weird lights?" He said, looking up seeing normal old street lamps like he had never seen them before. He seemed fascinated with the sidewalk, looking at moving pictures in a shop window (television) like it was some miracle. Finally, he walked over to a passer by. "Excuse me sir… can you tell me where I am?"

"You're in the south part of town?" He replied, unsure of what the boy was speaking about.

"No… I mean, what city?" Said the boy.

"…Um … you're in-" The man was suddenly cut off by a loud booming noise the shook the ground and drowned out the mans voice. People began running down the street, all headed in the same direction as if they were running for their lives.

The boy was bewildered and simply stood there until somebody came up to him and screamed in his face, "ARE YOU MAD? RUN!!!" He shook his head as if snapping back into reality and began running along with the rest of the crowd from whatever it was. Being a boy who was quick to think, he ran strait for a high hill on the outer edge of town, trying to see whatever it was they were running from. He saw a terrible sight.

An enormous monster had emerged from the ground; red rocks flew in every direction, flying off for miles like little comets. He saw a streak bolt through the sky, then suddenly stop near the bottom of the hill, near a bunch of rocks. He watched to see a small ship, opening up to reveal three people. One of them had the strangest hair he had ever seen, spiky, red and he carried a long samurai sword with him. The other was a girl, carried a crossbow and had orange hair in a ponytail. The third that emerged from the flying craft was the strangest thing he had ever seen. He looked like a human, and yet a frog in a warriors armour. The boy studied these three characters while trying to stay out of sight.

The orange haired girl turned around to face the one with the long samurai sword, "Crono! There's Lavos! What should we do? Do we fight him now, or should we get stronger and come back?" As she spoke, the boy tried to get closer, trying to hear them better. The boy with the spiky red hair was silent, then quickly said, "Let's come back later."

The frog-man nodded, "Indeed, 'tis wiser to strengthen our abilities to be sure to defeat this, the foulest of all beasts", he said, sticking the knight's sword he had into it's scabbard and walking back to the ship. The boy was much closer by this time and could hear them clearly.

Just as the last person was getting aboard the craft, the boy jumped out, "How can you come back later?!" He quickly belted out, "That thing will tear the place apart before you can help anybody!"

They jumped at his sudden appearance, "Where did YOU come from boy?" asked the girl. The one with red hair only stared curiously while the frog-man was putting his sword back in it's place. He was ready to attack in case this startling thing was an enemy, but it was only a harmless boy.

"Who cares where I came from? If you can help, NOW is the time!" He waved his fists in the air. Debris was still flying everywhere and one piece was headed straight for the boy. In the heat of the moment, the frog and the spiky haired boy both reached out suddenly and pulled him into the ship unexpectedly, saving him from the flying debris.

"GETTETH YOUR CARCASS IN HERE!" yelled the frog as the hauled him in and shut the top of the craft, lifting off into the air and shooting off as suddenly as they had stopped.

"Where are we going?" asked the boy, who was crammed into the craft, it was obviously built for three people only, a fourth made it hard to take.

"We're already there." Said the girl as the craft came to a sudden halt.

They all piled out and into a strange looking room, there were walls and a floor, along with an old lamp. There were a few people there and many were strange looking. A robot, a pale, pointy eared man with a blue cape, a blonde woman who seemed to be wearing cat skins (which caught the boy's eye in particular, but he didn't show it), and a girl with purple hair and huge glasses.

"I'm Marle" said the girl, "You've met Crono and Frog already. What is your name?" She asked.

"M…me? I'm… uh… who am I again… o-oh yeah. I'm Gwyn… Pleased to um… meet all of you." He shakily replied.

"Well Gwyn, welcome to the end of time, and I'd say you're in quite a fix."