Disclaimer: Genso Suikoden is property of Konami; Chrono Cross belongs to Square… I claim no ownership of these series. The following characters are used for a fan made story only for entertainment and not to gain profit.
Warning: The follow charcter is a rough draft… English is not my first language so I will not guarantee a perfect gramal and spelling… although I will try to lower the errors as much as I can.
Author's Side Note: The characters in this story are going through the "Tsubasa chronicles effect"; so OOC-ness may or may not be present. If you don't know what the "Tsubasa Chronicles effect" is; go to my profile and there will be a brief explanation.
1
Two years, two years had gone by since the final cataclysm. Everybody has forgotten but just one person has not. Although the events that changed his life are now a haze of a memory, like if he has slept for a long time and had gone through a dream; but he knows… he knows that those memories were no dream.
Getting wakened up by a ray of sunlight… said young man was forced to open his eyes and wince by the shine of said light.
Sitting up, Serge, the successor of the hero of time and hero of dimensions himself observes his surroundings of his regular daily room. Sighing he reaches for his bandana to tie it in his head and leaving to start his morning routines.
Sometime later, the bluenette finds himself working on his mother's fields taking care of the crops done there. 'I'll bloody find you mate', was his thoughts of a certain blond that changed his life ever since he met her. Two years had gone by and he hasn't found any sight of said girl in his search for her. Was everything for vain? Will they ever meet again?
Feeling a great sense of nostalgia, Serge finishes his work and start a new journey to 'ground zero', the place where everything started.
Opassa beach was the same as always. Not much has changed from that little beach side of the continent. The waves still comes a goes and the sun shines like always. It was a good thing he brought his hammock with him. Heading toward his regular spot, he set his things down and starts setting up.
"I knew I'll find you here."
Serge cracked one eye half open to address the one who disturbed his nap. Leena stood there facing him with a frown, yet there was mirth in her eyes, and arms on her hips. Serge raises an eyebrow but returns back to his nap making the redhead pout in annoyance.
"Are you still sulking about those wacky stories of yours?"
"They are not wacky…"
Leena pouts some more then humps turning and folding her arms; "Seriously Serge, why can't you just forget about that and live normally?"
Well, it seems he will not get some sleep with Leena here and her way of always nagging about everything and trying to boss him around. Sitting up he managed to catch a glance of said redhead walking up to the beach area looking for shells in the sand left by the sea.
A heavy sigh left his lips as he watches the girl play around with the sand. Then his thoughts drifted to back when… how things started when he was looking for komodo scales for said girl that has invaded his naptime. "oh!" A small whimp of wonder snapped the boy out of his reverie and his eyes fell on Leena as she is kneeling to grab something from the sand. A sudden shine or glare caused by reflection hit his eyes making him wince but alert at the same time.
The boy quickly stood up and rushed towards his childhood friend curious to what was the cause of such expression; then as he got close, stopped dead. 'No way…'
"Hey!" Leena protested as the boy snatched the item from her hands; "I found it so it's mine not yours! And it's really pretty." Then the redhead wondered; "I wonder if it felt from someone somewhere and was washed up here."
Serge shook his head. He couldn't believe what he was seeing… but if this was here… then where was…
"Hey, are you listening?"
Trying to mute back Leena's voice; the boy examined the item all around and one word came off his lips, "The… astral amulet…"
"The what?" Leena retorted, "Do you know what this is? So it was yours after all? What did you lost it or something?"
Serge shook his head once more and told her about it and his journey. "Come on Serge… not that again. I am sure that is just one simple amulet." And the boy shook his head once more. He kept quiet since he knew it was futile to try to convince her. 'Serge…' Suddenly his eyes opened wide like plates. The bluenette began searching his surroundings with a glare.
"Serge… is something wrong?"
It was the same… the same as that time.
"What do you mean?"
Looking at Leena and then his surroundings, expecting something to happen; and so it did. The astral amulet began to shine making Leena and Serge block their eyes and wince. "Serge! What's going on? Serge! Seeerge!"
The sound around him began to grow silent as everything starts to distortion ate and then it came… the waves of dimensional stream rushed towards him and drag him away into a field of darkness as if he was being washed away by a rogue wave. Spinning around making him feel sea sick, the boy tried to stabilize himself in vain. But as soon as it started, it also ended. Serge felt himself being thrown into the sand suddenly making him loose consciousness.
Poke…
He felt like crap.
Poke.
This is one reason he hated dimensional traveling.
Poke!
Ow! Serge burst up opening his eyes suddenly at the assault. Clearing his vision he managed to catch glimpse to where he was. It was a beach all right… But this beach looked like no Opassa Beach. Then suddenly he jumps back as a coconut bowl was shoved up his face. He looked up towards the person holding it.
It seems to be another boy, around his age. He wore a red headband and wore black worn-out clothing. Serge looked down to the bowl, it was filled with water, and then back at him and for a few minutes there were silence between them.
…
…
…
With a smile, Serge nodded and took the bowl and began drinking it's content. For some reason he feels as if he had known the guy for years… there was something from him than make him feel like trusting the other boy… or maybe they had something in common. Nodding back to the bandana boy, said boy smiled back to him.
"How rude!"
Both boys turned towards the voice that suddenly broke the silence. His eyes fell on a small creature besides him… He noted that it was female, and looked like a mermaid… yet way to different than the mermaids he was used to. Tilting his head in regards to her comment.
"What? Cat stole your tongue? Can't you speak?" said mermaid girl setting her hands on her hips and bent over with a glare making Serge frown… is not like he can't speak… is just that he chooses not to. "Well?" She asks again… the bluenette was puzzled as to what she wanted.
"Well it seems that you are also stupid, Master Lazlo gave you water and at least you should say 'thank you'."
Lazlo? Must be his name; said boy turned to the little girl with a frown making her wince back. A smile grew on Serge's lips; he sure will like this person. But he didn't have to speak up since it seems the other boy understood him well.
Lazlo, as his name was, turned towards Serge with an apologetic smile. Serge himself nodded in understanding and replies with a small also.
The mermaid child looked between both boys then sighed… 'great… two 'mute-ers'…' she thought for herself and spoke out loud since it seems she was going to be the one doing all the talking here, "So… what is your name boy? I am LanLan, descendant of the great Lilin one of the mermaid of legend that helped in the war to liberate the islands from Koolok 170 years ago!" she emphasizes proudly by putting her hand son her hips once more.
Koolok? The Islands? Serge then regards his surroundings; yes he was not definitely in Opassa.
"Opassa? What's that? This is a deserted island, but Master Lazlo lives here as a hermit and we the mermaid people help him around by bringing food to him."
That Lazlo boy was also curious at that. Serge stood with a frown; Eyes looking at the sea fiercely, not only was he in another dimension… but one with no connection to his what so ever. Then he remembered the amulet and searched himself for it.
"What? Looking for something?" asks the little mermaid. "An Amulet? Uhm… you mean this? It was shinny and looked pretty so I took it to see it. Is it yours?" Serge nodded; "Alright sorry."
Serge took it back and smiled down to the girl, patting her head making her protest by the action with a slight blush and drawing a chuckle from the other boy. Minutes later Serge was looking around. If he fell in this beach… the connection must be there somewhere. Searching around making the other two present curious, the hero of dimensions couldn't find it… 'the link', and that made him worry. Raising the amulet, Serge expected something but nothing happened. NOW he began to panic.
Catching the desperation on the boy's eyes, Lazlo walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder; "You're welcome to stay for a while until you can get on your feet." Spoke the hero of the islands softly. Serge nodded sadly, it was the only thing he could do right now. With a sigh the boy turns to the other expecting to be guided. Lazlo nodded too and began walking towards a hut he had built in the island many years ago.
Somewhere else… in the magician isle's tower, Leknaat the seer of the True Runes rose. She felt a disturbance in the gates… a connection she had with the gate rune in her hand. A frown adorned her beautiful features as this disturbance was not like no other… Another being crossed dimension into theirs and not with a Gate… but by other means. The thing is that she could not foresee anything with this individual, which made her worry.
Then she felt it… a pulsation… one of the 27 True Runes was pulsating… one that was not used for many years and was without master… one that she knew very well… Leknaat was even more confused… something that was very rare for her… why that rune?
But fate works in mysterious ways and she as the seer, must work with it… And so, knowing what to do, she warped away towards destiny… the 108 stars were being summoned once again.
2
~Time's Scar~
I don't know when things started…
When everything seemed to change and found myself in a never-ending loop…
When I thought I finally found what I was looking for…
But found myself in a beginning again…
And now, finding myself in something new…
Never knew that this new adventure would had led me to something greater
Than…
The Chrono Trigger…
CLANK!
CLANK!
SLASHPOO!
Noises and sounds of wood and metal clashing between each other; Little LanLan, half asleep, observed how two youth fights to their heart content early in the morning. She couldn't sleep well by so much noise…
As she observes the silhouettes of both boys sparing, she grew amazed at how the new arrival could go on par with Lazlo. He wasn't such the pushover she once thought.
SLASH!
Both Lazlo and Serge stood feet apart after the last strike. Wielding his newly made wood and rock swallow, the blue haired youth's eyes glared directly at the other's. Lazlo's grip in his twin wooden blades tightened as both circle each other in a sparing duel.
…
Like someone voicing out an attack, both youths dashed at each other, weapon in hand, for a special strike. Serge was the first to arrive striking Lazlo with a wide arc, thing that the headband wearing boy blocked with ease with one blade. Serge frowned and thinking fast he twisted his swallow in a spin trying to get a hit with the back stone blade. Lazlo's years of experience allowed him to see through the tactic blocking it again with his second blade after moving it on the back where the swallow's blade was heading. Then both youth jumped back opening distance between them.
…
Once more… Serge circled around the sailor ex soldier ex leader of the island liberation war in guard. The bluenette was impressed deep down. Lazlo looked no older than him self and yet the experience in combat the other boy had told him of a great veteran. Serge could not predict well the other boy's tactics… and yet Lazlo was one step ahead of him.
…
Suddenly, with a battle cry, Lazlo dashed toward Serge making the later grit his teeth in surprise at the sudden speed. Suddenly, almost reaching Serge, Lazlo did a one-hand cartwheel in front of him gaining momentum for the follow strike with the blade forcing Serge to raise his guard as he tries to parry the blade with the swallow. The force was so strong that Serge was pushed back. Regaining his balance, Serge spun his weapon and stood again in guard.
…
Frustrated, Serge dashed towards the other boy. This one offered him a smirk as he spun his twin blades and set on position to counter. Serge stopped before Lazlo, legs stretched sideways and did a low-to-high thrust making Lazlo dodge to the side; alas it was all a feint as the blue haired boy in the bandana moved his back leg in a spin arc changing position and spinning the swallow catching Lazlo by surprise. Lazlo's experience and quick thinking made him set his blades in a block quickly, and yet Serge switched movements once again circling to the other side once his other leg was free and giving his back to Lazlo, striking backwards on the lower side of the crossed blades hitting Lazlo in the gut.
Both boys stood there for a couple of seconds before standing back up and offered a bow to each other. With a smile both boys congratulate each other in their own way, and soon after Lazlo began his journey to his daily chores.
As he observed the head banded boy walk away, Serge thinks on what they were chatting last time. He told Lazlo that he was a dimensional traveler and he needed to find a way to go back to his world. Lazlo understood completely and told him that he'll lend a hand.
First Serge needed a boat. Sadly the island was not filled with much good trees to make wood for a big one. LanLan managed to contact one of her sisters to help bring some other materials. So far, algae rope was very resistant when dry.
With a shrug, Serge went to start his work of the day.
Some time later; Serge had no idea where to go or what to do. This island has no connection or 'link' and yet he appeared here. Could it be that he traveled through another gate hole and washed ashore there? He doesn't know but staying in the island was not going to help him.
Lazlo understood and would lend him a hand if ever needed. Sadly he couldn't accompany him in his journey because the boy needed to be away from the world by certain circumstances but would lend a hand any time.
Three days later, Serge managed to create a small raft. As being a fisherman he was experienced with the sea himself and new how to make a good raft.
Testing the knots and wood, Serge makes sure that everything is in order. Smiling to himself for his great work, the boy set his hands on his hip and nod.
3
A drifted… that's how Serge was right now. Laying down on his raft as he travels the sea into a general direction. As he naps, Serge recalled how was that morning before he went into this journey.
He remembered how he found himself facing his new friend and his 'sidekick', he could call the little mermaid rascal that perhaps… the squirt seems to had an attachment to the lad saying things like being his servant or loyal subject or something. The thought just made him chuckle.
Although the little squirt seems to had been upset with his decision to depart. She had been pouting all the time about it. Could she have grown a fondness to him? He could not tell given to how bossy and annoying was the child, although a slight sadness grew on him when leaving. He had to admit that liked that place. But he needed to head on this journey to return home.
He recalled how Lazlo gave him a cloak as a present. The sea tended to grow cold at night and he needed some protection. Serge happily accepted the gift and crossed arms with him in a friendly farewell. He had a feeling that Lazlo and him will cross paths once more. So setting his stuff and storing some food, the once hero of dimensions went into his journey.
As he drifted into the water, wind blowing in his sail, Serge thought back to his home world. The world that was once separated by 'her' and that they united into once again in the end. He was worried about his mother and Leena. Would they be alright? Would they miss him? Well of course his mother would but he had no idea how much time ran between this world and his home world.
How should he call this world though? Home world was his, and he cant use another world since that was also part of his, even if merged. 'Strange world' maybe? God he wished he could jump back again… his search for 'her' wasn't over…
But why would the astral amulet appear in Opassa? And why would it bring him here… Does 'she' have something to do with it? It was because of 'her' that the whole ordeal two years ago started.
Sighing, Serge stirred a bit on his side, but couldn't enjoy it much as he suddenly was rocked about. Sitting up in alarm, managed to get a glimpse of what happened. Boy he must had been really asleep to not notice a Ship hitting his raft side.
"Don't move!"
The boy heard a voice said out loud. Looking up he could see a group of men with nasty smirks glaring down at him. For the way they were dressed he could conclude that they were pirates… great.
Serge was knocked down his feet as a large pirate man jumped down into his raft rocking it. Trying to regain his balance, the boy glared at the man as this one was showing a nasty grin.
"Well well well… what do we have here… eh boys!?" the man spoke.
"Seems to be a drifted cap'tn!"
"Seems so! Well boys it seems we caught ourselves a lost fish!" the man laughed at his own joke. Serge tried to grab his swallow but stopped as the man drew quickly his sword and the sharp end was shoved on his face making him stop like a deer in headlights.
"Not so fast boy…"
Serge gritted his teeth, he knew he was in a loosing spot. Standing back, he glared at the man as his cloak flutter in the wind.
"So tell me… what is a boy drifting aimlessly in the sea hmmm? In MY sea… Castaway? Lost? A runaway? Survivor of a wreck?"
Serge did not reply to the pirate captain.
"What is it boy? Can't you speak?"
"Maybe he is mute cap'tn!" spoke one of his henchmen provoking a chuckle from the rest of the men.
The big man smirked and summoned some of his men; "Get down here boys, it seems we got ourselves a 'guest'… I don't know… maybe he could be worth something."
Some men jumped down too rocking his raft, sword drawn. He could only raise his hands in surrender as men began tying him with rope.
"Argh!"
Serge whimpered as he was shoved into the storage room falling face first. Those bastards took all his food and supplies and his swallow after dragging him into the ship then shoved him inside this room with rats in the middle of frozen flame knows where (maybe?).
Thinking quickly, the boy of different dimensions searches around for ways to escape. There was no use; the ropes were too tight and he was in a bad position to move. As he cursed his luck, Serge tries to at least get some sleep until the pirates decide to do something else with him.
Dreams… he was dreaming… dreaming once more… how many times has he found himself dreaming? Specially visions of a predicted future…
War… is all he could see; War zone all around him. Soldiers and people screams, ones battle cries, others cries of pain and fear.
Serge couldn't believe what was going around. Flames burning everything, people killing each other; and then a sudden light at the top of a castle. He had to suddenly dodge to the side was a soldier stroke at him. The blue haired boy quickly kneeled him and tried to use an innate spell. Serge cursed as he remembered that such things didn't work in this world… most that this was a vision of some sort of future… or so he thought.
Not delaying, he dashed towards the castle. If his previous visions told him something, it was that that place was a mayor event.
Jumping over soldiers, saving peoples, he still rushed towards his destination. Stairs… he hated stairs… mayor ones mostly. Not wasting more time, he sped up. Running with all his might up the stairs, they seemed to not have any end.
After some time of running up such stairs he finally saw an open door and through, a beam of light. Thinking no more, he burst through facing the new scene. In it he saw a woman… a blond woman dressed in white and blue robes… and facing her was a young man… a young man wearing a green bandana and red covers, and wielding a Bo Staff.
Serge tried to speak but no sound came; the young man turned to him slowly with a smile and a blinding light soon followed. Serge covers his face as invisible wind hit him with the blinding light making him loose sight of everything.
Serge gasped for air as he woke up. Panting hard and sweating bullets, he glances at his surroundings making sure that he was back at the storage room. Letting go a sigh of relief, he stirred to a more comfortable position.
That vision… what could had it meant? He had no clue… but maybe he thought that that boy was a clue. With new affirmation, the blue haired boy tries once more to free himself off the ropes.
As he was fighting with the ropes, a light begins to glow before him. Hearing some shime like noise, Serge stops what he is doing and looks up. Phasing in was a woman, a beautiful black haired woman dressed in white robes.
"You…" the woman spokes… like melodic angels. "Who exactly are you…? You come from another world… and yet I cannot foresee your fate…"
This woman knew he was not from this world? Who is she? Does she know a way for him to go back?
"My name is Leknaat… the seer of the 27 true runes."
27 true runes?
"Yes… it is not time for you to go back to your own world… you are here for a reason… and because of that I had sensed one of the true runes had chosen you… One that I never expect to be awaken again…"
What is she talking about?
"It is not time for you to die hero of another world. The 108 stars of destiny began to move once more, you being the center and pulling them to you." Then Leknaat smile as with a hand movement the ropes that were holding him burned away.
Serge looked at his hands and flexed them. He then stood up and stretched for a bit ending by watching the astral woman.
"We'll meet again soon hero. You must quickly flee from this ship." She began to fade away; "Until we meet again."
Serge took a step forward, hand raised, to stop her; he had many more questions. But the woman disappeared. Soon after she warped away, the ship rocked making him loose his balance. He then could hear panic and screams up in the deck. Curious as to what was going on, Serge ran out.
Opening the door to the deck, Serge took a glance at what was going on. All the pirate henchmen were in alert and running around like headless chicken. There were fire burning some areas of the ship and some of the men tried to put it out.
The captain was screaming and giving orders and cursing his luck.
"SAVE THE SAILS MAGGOTS! PUT THOSE FLAMES OUT!" the man pointed at each side in general directions, "Linky Moe… we meet again bastard of a monster!"
Serge was wondering what was he talking about. Curious, he glanced to where the captain was glaring and HOLY SHIT! That was the biggest Leviathan he had seen! Was it still? All he know that it was a large sea serpent.
"MEN! TO ARMS AND FIGHT!" with a battle cry all pirates took their weapons and behan fighting that sea monster, but most of them were taken out by the strength of it and it's blue fire breaths.
Serge had his own share of sea monsters in his fishing journeys. And even more on his travels with the gang toward his quest to the frozen flame.
Thinking fast, Serge looked around. A smile grew on his face as he saw what he needed. The boy dashed and grabbed a spear in one of the weapon buckets. Finding a rag somewhere, he tied it up in the spear and set it on fire with one of the flames going about.
As some of the men were sent flying, he took his position and let it fly. BULLS EYE! The boy stroke an arm up in victory as the spear hit it in the eye just as he wanted. He took the chance the monster was occupied with some of the men and took his shot. Since it's defenses were open when breathing the fire, there was a high percent chance of hitting square mark.
"Nice shot boy." Said the captain as he stepped besides him. "Although I am surprised you managed to untie yourself, but never the less you are part of this ship now and we all have to fight for our survival."
Serge smirked back at the man.
With a chuckle the captain grabbed the handle of his sword, "I hope you know how to fight as you know how to shoot a spear." He then drew his sword.
Serge nods to him, taking another spear lying randomly around. It was not a swallow, but close enough. Spinning the weapon around and then taking his usual stance; drawing a chuckle from the pirate captain as he got ready as well.
And then the battle began.
"This monster, we call it Linky Moe!" yell the captain as he run around dodging the attack from it, "Its not the first time I encountered this bastard. I had lost many men and ships to it. It seems he has a thing for me ha ha!"
Serge dashed to a mast behind him gaining momentum as he runs up it. With a jump, he reaches the head of the serpent and strikes at it drawing a painful cry from it. Using the head as a trampoline, the boy jumps back into the deck setting in position of defense as the serpent glares down to him.
But had to cry in pain once more as the captain shoots a sword strike stabbing the 'chest'.
"Don't slack off boy! Or yer gonna loose a leg!"
Serge's body glows as a burst of power flows into him. Doing a mad dash towards Linky Moe, he jumps and in a flash he blurs and strikes the monster with Dash&Slash.
Captain follows up with some blows with his sword.
Linky Moe screams in anger and began charging, soon Serge found himself running around the deck as burst of fire breath begins to hit it like a laser beam.
"Boy! He is way to strong! We have to combine attacks!"
Serge nods and concentrates; both him and the captain flows in power and dashes towards the monster leaving a light trail of red behind as both stroke it in the head making a X mark. Both lands back into the deck after performing a X-Strike, but had to roll away as the tail of the monster stroke were he was.
"Dammit!" cursed the captain. "Its no use! Nothing is fazing him! I am sorry boy!"
Serge gritted his teeth; this monster indeed was really strong.
"BOY LOOK OUT!"
Serge was snapped out of his thoughts by a warning cry. Looking up with regret he saw as a beam of fire was heading his way. He could only curse his fate as he tried to cover his head with his arms before the attack hit him engulfing him in flames.
"Boy!" the captain cursed, "Fck! He was a good lad… shame he had to go down that way." The man glared at the monster as it also glared down at him, "So it had come to this… a final face off between you and me…"
As if responding back, Linky Moe hissed and lower it's head a bit. But before any of them move a flash of light made them turn towards a general direction.
"The hell!? He is alive?"
Indeed, he didn't know how, but Serge was alive. Lowering his arms he manage to see the cause of his survival. Floating before him and glowing with power was none other than… Mastermune.
Doreen: Master! We finally found you!
Masa: You got us worried when you suddenly disappeared.
Mune: Yeah, Big sister Doreen almost cried!
Doreen: Did not!
Serge chuckled, oh how glad was he to see the siblings. His hand flew towards the handle and grabbed his weapon. As soon as he did, he could feel the familiar rush of power from the sword that helped him fight against fate, the dragon gods and the time devourer.
"Masa, Mune, Doreen… Lend me your power once more!"
Mastermune: AS YOU WISH MASTER!
"So the lad wasn't mute all this time?" wondered the captain dumb folded.
Serge almost face faulted. Just because he didn't speak much does not mean he can't at all!
Shaking those thoughts, the young hero dashed once more, dodging any and all attacks the monster could throw at him, as well as blocking it's fire breath with mastermune. Linky Moe was going in a panic as the sudden power boost this boy had.
Serge jumped high into it's forehead stabbing down his swallow into it making the monster cry in pain. And not only that, the boy managed to cast Luminare after. Linky Moe's screams in pain were stronger as the burst of energy dome covered it for a few seconds.
After the light faded, the monster grew angrier and began to search for the subject of it's misery. It managed to find him at the top of the master mast. Linky screamed at Serge but then stopped as it saw the swallow glow in white power. Wait… was that a giant glowing ogre behind him? The sea monster couldn't come to a conclution as Serge yelled 'Flying Arrow' and an arrow of white power stroke it down going through the monster's head and leaving a hole behind.
Linky Moe gave out a final yell of regret and fell hard on the side of the ship breaking a hole into it as it sank into the sea. The ship couldn't take the damage and began to sink also.
"Well shit… another ship lost."
Serge scratches the back of his bandana-covered head sheepishly. The sudden invasion of water made the ship rocker and tilt to the side making Serge loose balance and pummel down into the sea. The last thing he heard before hitting water and black out was the voice of the captain calling back at him before he also disappeared on the surface.
Darkness… darkness was the only thing surrounding him. Then some streams of light ran around him and he felt himself being pulled through a wormhole of some sort. Then once it was done, darkness again. But this time he managed to stand.
Serge glances around, but all he could see was darkness. Then from the darkness, a sphere of light glowed in the far distance. This sphere also made a melodic shime, but not other shime… he knew this song… it was hers… the melody that saved her real self.
Running towards it, the sphere grew closer as well as the song. Is it her? Or was he having another dream? Or maybe…
Once he reached the sphere, said light morphed into a blue crystal like frozen tear.
The Chrono Cross…
The melody he knew as Schala's fragment of dreams, a far away promise, played before him as the chrono cross lay on his hands. A nostalgic smile grew on his lips as he listens to it… remembering his journey, the quest for the frozen flame that 'she' wanted so much…
"Chrono Cross…" he spoke raising said relic, "Show me the way home!"
In response, the frozen tear glowed with a blinding light. Serge winced his eyes, as the light was too much for him to bear. Soon as it started, it faded away and Serge find himself inside some ruins of what used to be a temple… or maybe a castle.
In the middle of all, he could see a stone pillar, as tall as he was, with some kind of weird marking scribbled in it. Curiosity getting the best of him, he walked towards it wondering what it could be.
He stood before it, but couldn't understand what the drawing meant. Serge then took a step back as said drawing began to glow, making him take at defensive stance to face to face what is to come.
But then, Leknaat phased in, in a wave of light.
"Do not fear young hero…"
Serge glanced at the woman puzzled at what was going on.
With a smile, the seer replied; "The gears of fate began taking their course and brought you here."
Fate… Serge thought he got rid of the annoyance that made his life miserable a long time ago. Puzzled, Leknaat tilted her head at him wondering what he meant. Never the less she spoke one more.
"This is a rune… but not any rune… this is a part of one that was once whole… One of the 27 True Runes." Leknaat giggled a bit at the confusion growing in the boy. "Allow me to explain…"
As the legend says:
In the beginning, there was "darkness."
Then, the "darkness" shed a "tear."
From that "tear," the brothers Sword and Shield were born.
Shield claimed it could defend against any attack.
Sword claimed it could slice through anything.
The brothers began a legendary battle.
At the end, both Sword and Shield shattered.
Sword became the sky, Shield became the earth, and the sparks from the battle became the stars.
As for the jewels, they fell to the ground and became the True Runes-The runes that all other runes were born from.
"Before you is one of those runes." The seer turned toward the stone, sorrow and regret showed in her face as memories of said rune ran across her mind.
Never the less, she regained her composture and spoke again; "I don't know why… every since your arrival to this world… this rune who was laying dormant began to react… what ever connections you have with this, I cannot foresee."
Serge examined the stone closely.
"This rune is… The Front Gate Rune… and the last owner…" Leknaat shook her head as regret and sadness came back; "Doesn't matter… but this rune is part of two runes that make one… The True Gate Rune."
Her hand raised up showing Serge a similar rune in the back of it; "I have the second half… the Back Gate Rune."
"I don't know why the Front Gate Rune chose you… and I cannot foresee your future with it… But having this rune is a great responsibility… since this rune can get in contact with other dimensions."
Other dimensions? Serge's eyes snapped open wide. Now he understand, or maybe a bit, of the reason why. Of course, he himself was a slider, and he possessed the key of time travel with him.
What does he have to do, he wondered.
"I can see that some light of this has gone into you… Are you sure that you want this task?"
Was he sure? Not really… but what choice does he have? He just wanted to go home and resume his search for 'her'. And if this rune was a clue… he'll gladly take it.
"You must be careful young hero." Serge looked at her, "The user of this power can bring salvation… or destruction by the will of the user."
Serge nodded.
"Also… you must hide it at all cost. If certain people learns of it's whereabouts, chaos and peril will follow."
Serge nodded once more; so what doe she had to do?
Leknaat smiled again, "Raise your right hand and concentrate into it… wishing to the will of the rune to come to you."
Serge did as he was told. Raised his hand and the Front gate Rune began to glow. Suddenly a shime noise was heard and the drawing took life and shined between them, as it began engraving in the hand.
Serge winced hard as a sudden burst of power covered him self but managed to hold his ground.
"One more thing… a bearer of a true rune will gain immortality. He or she will not die by any natural causes; alas heavy damage to the body and harmful ways may kill you."
Say what? Serge's jaw hang in surprise.
Leknaat giggled softly, a melodic like giggle; "Welcome to guardianship of this world new brother… no… new Tenkai Star… bring fortune to your journey… and please take good care of that rune… and yourself.
Wait, Serge has come questions.
"The time for that will come soon, but it is not now… Now you must stand and be awaken… your journey has just begun." And then she began to disappear.
Serge raised his hand to call out to her but a sudden headache hit him making him feel dizzy and nauseous. And then he blacked out.
Sea… he could hear the sea hitting the shores. As he was coming back to, he flexed his fingers and felt sand. Yes it was a beach all right. What is it with him and waking up in beaches?
Grunting, he began to stand up. He felt dizzy and disoriented. Serge took a glance around trying to figure out where he ended up now.
Mastermune! He suddenly remembered his companion weapon that saved his life once more. And yes, he willed the swallow to his hand and it materialized there. His trusty weapon was back making him feel more confident.
He also felt strange… like a hollow feeling… as if time has stopped for him. Also, he remembers that strange dream he just had, he tried to will the chrono cross into his hand but I was no responding. Then he took his glove and there it was. Engraved into his skin like a tattoo, that strange marking in the stone…
The Front Gate Rune…
Why it chose him? He doesn't know… he could also feel it trying to speak to his mind. But being new to this, everything was strange.
Deciding not to stay around much longer, the hero of dimension and also known as the chrono trigger, adjusted his bandana and cloak and began his journey out this beach.
To where his path on quest drives him next…
~Reminiscence ~ Feelings Not Erased ~
And so…My journey began.
What thing would lie to me in this new adventure…
What is my purpose in this strange new world…
What would the rune in my hand wants from me…
And why did it choose me?
I have too many questions…
And little to no answer…
May the frozen flame guide my path into my new destiny…
Author's Notes:
Here is my new project. I've been playing Suikoden games as of late and an idea of a fan fiction hit me… and then as owner of one of the original copies of Chrono Cross, began to think about the potential these two have… and common things… I mean… who doesn't think that Serge can fall into the original common suikoden hero traits? He is 'mute' and gathers allies around him… plus a dimensional traveler.
So since the suikoden theories of different dimensions; a new tenkai star has arrived… What will be of Serge? I will try to make…
I am going to need ideas for a war. Since all suikoden series surrounds around a war or conflict of some sort between nations… I am going to need an excuse to make use well of this story. Timeline wise I decided to set it a few years after Suikoden III (Chronologically wise, it's a 170 years after Suikoden IV currently. Suikoden IV takes place 150 years before the original Suikoden for those who did not know.) Most of the story, of course, will concentrate on Serge looking for a way back home but I still need some advices to make it move forward. The idea is there… and the potential as well. But I need to link it… plus I had in mind of Serge crossing paths with all previous Tenkai Star heroes that still have their True Runes with them.
Stars of Destiny Found:
-Tenkai (Chief Star of Heaven): Serge
-Chisatsu (The Searching Star): LanLan
-Tenken (Dagger Star): Masa
-Tenzai (Star of Sin): Mune
-Tenpai (The Vanquished Star): Doreen