Hi. Dyldo here.... I sometimes write stuff about rape and death and stuff, as can be seen in my Toy Story fanfiction that I'm not sure how to continue. This one is going to be pretty much a Teen, but... I find it difficult to think in the manner which most people consider is acceptable for Teenagers... Maybe it's because I'm all grown up and I can LEGALLY go onto porn sites now...
Well, anyway, this is T until I decide to have Chrono [or Crono... I prefer it with the h, but I think the game only lets you have 5 letters, so... yeah... [personally, I changed his name to Chron in the game.... Was better, if incomplete.]]
I only recently encountered Chrono Trigger, which is odd, as I had a friend with a SNES when I was little, I'm sure of it, because he had that cool adaptor for the SNES that let you play gameboy games on it, which was rad... We played my version of Pokemon Red almost up until the Elite Four on his TV... Ah, I miss those days... I don't miss the tvs back then though, 10 year ago... FUCK they were heavy.
Oh, and by the way, I swear sometimes, as my last sentence is evidence of, but I don't really think that's enough to make it M... Maybe if I said something like Mary likes to suck the thick, throbbing phallus of the underage cockerel, but yeah, I'm unlikely to say that, am I?
...
Yes I do just realise I just said that, so stfu. Also... teeheehee phallus sounds funny. "The name's... Phallus... George Phallus..."
"Chrono... Chrono... Wake up!"
I woke up.
There, my mum was shouting at me to wake up.
Does she ever sleep.... Actually... Where can she sleep in our house, my bed's the only one here! ... Better not dwell on that.
I got up.
"You must've been so excited about the Millenium Fair that you couldn't sleep, poor dear..."
No, I couldn't sleep because... This feels wrong. Like I should have been somewhere else.
"Your friend Lucca is waiting for you in the fair... She's got something to show you..."
Hopefully she'll finally admit to that crush she has on me before I get bored and go after some other chick... GRAGH why does that sound so familiar in my head...
I got dressed quickly, and grabbed my bag. It felt heavier than what I remembered.
I opened it.
Huh? There's a bunch of feathers in here... And teeth... And a bunch of Ethers and Tonics... And what's this?
I pulled out a huge sword.
On its hilt, there was the name Slasher.
Ooookay, that's pretty awesome. You know what? I'm not going to question why I have a cool sword in my bag. Let's just run with it.
I went downstairs and had breakfast.
Then I asked my mum for my allowance.
"Okay... But only so that you can do stuff at the fair."
I ran out of the house, wondering why I had a strange sense of foreboding about this fair.
I got there, and my breath was panting.
An old man guffawed at me.
"Rushing around, Crono? You're such a silly child... You're so much like your father in some ways..."
I felt a flash of confusion then.
My... father?
GRAAAAAGGGHHH HEADACHE
I almost fell to the floor.
The old man came closer.
"Are you okay?" he said, the smell of cheap cider reeking off of him.
"M... M.... Melchior?" I stammered, finding it hard to concentrate.
"Ah. You remember me. Good. Now... In what context? Am I the friendly swordsmith in your little town? Or do you remember me from the times of old?"
"Huh? Old? Urgh..." I said, confused and nauseous.
"Don't worry Chrono... You're fine.... That's just the effect of the chronitons in your bloodstream transmuting some parts of your brain to fit the timeline. That's why you can't remember the future- it hasn't yet been changed into that way, and there's no way you can remember it, logically, as your actual body hasn't been to any of those places yet..."
He got really close to me then, and opened my eyes.
"... Yep, your entire party looks like it's been affected then... Good thing I have a good memory, eh?"
"Melchior... What's going on?" I asked, a fair question considering I was on the ground, gagging for air.
"Oh... Just a bit of time travel shenanigans.... Basically, my boy... You died, and then you returned to life here."
"I... Died?"
A flash of memory went through my head.
A being of immense size stood before me. With a mouth-thing that was sorta like a 3-parted beak. It struck me. I felt darkness close in. I heard Marle scream. Lucca looked pissed suddenly, and looked more furious than I had ever seen her before. Frog was shocked. Ayla looked like she was on the verge of breaking down. Robo was... Okay, Robo isn't the most emotional guy, but he looked unhappy with the situation anyway.
They all watched me die, and avenged me. As the darkness took over my soul, and I felt myself start to erode... I felt a surge of... existence, shoot through my slowly decaying spirit.
I was going to live, because they decided that they were going to bring me back. Swap my body for the doll you can get at Norenstein Bekkler's fairground shop...
Because they believed it could work, I was brought back to life.
Fight, Crono, for everlasting peace!
...
Okay, my memories are fucked up.
Melchior was watching me cautiously.
"Lavos?" I questioned.
He smiled, and generally looked happier.
"Good. You remember."
We walked around the fair.
"I was once the Guru of Life, in a land called Zeal. You remember that, yes?"
"...Yes. There were 3 Gurus, right?"
"Correct- there's Gaspar, the Guru of time, and there's Belthasar, Guru of Reason. Here's my advice though- never challenge Belthasar to a game of poker, and never, ever, ask Gaspar to do anything which involves being at a certain place at a certain time- he's got a time machine called the Poxyresin or something..."
"... E... E...po... GAH I can't remember." I remembered the time machine/airplane/thing that Gaspar had built, and had memories of Lucca and Marle flying it off of a plane. The Blackbird. I remember the name of the plane, just not the time machine they got off of it with.
"Odd. That happened after your death. You shouldn't be able to remember that, resurrection or not."
He poked me in the shoulder a few times, then in the belly, and then on my forehead.
"It's as I thought. You've been affected by someone of great power outside our universe. Not quite parallel... More.... intersecting. Similar, but with very little in common."
"huh?" I asked, confused.
"Our world is, as you know, called Earth. Most civilisations in many universes end up calling their planet something like that, as they simply don't think of it as much else- it is where we, and the very earth as in soil and dirt, come from."
Why is he telling me this? I am on the floor, feeling like I am going to die [again], and he's moidering me about alternate universes and all this bullshit and... GAH ENOUGH WITH THE HEADACHES
"Our universes is one of the more interesting ones, with special powers. Magic. You remember your element, Crono?"
I remembered the power that I wielded before my death.
"Lightning."
"Good. You've got a good mind- stubborn enough to face down those chronitons in your body. Now... In a universe far away, there is another Earth, with a different history. That universe is what some people suspect is a 'real world'. In other words, many of the people of Zeal believed that their entire existence was nothing real, merely a story, a DREAM. The people who created this dream were known as the Developers. They had the power to create and destroy and replicate whatever they saw fit to. They were gods.... But they were also mortal."
Mortal gods. Right. Can we get to the part where this headache goes now? PLEASE?
"Now... they created our universe. They made a great evil within it, extending across multiple times. Lavos. They also created other, alternate universes. However, they aren't your concern. "
FOR SPEKKIO'S SAKES, HURRY UP THIS IS FUCKING ARGH
"Eventually... They left. And left the 'heros', or 'partymembers' of this universe, spread out amongst different times, to face off this evil."
'
"You were puppeteered by a being of the same universe as the developers. His name was the Player. He controlled the events that transpired, in a vain hope to better this world."
ARRGGGHHH wait, what? It wasn't us that fought then?
"It was most certainally your efforts that lead to the destruction of Lavos, but it was the Player that encouraged you subconsciously to do so. Slight, subtle hints, for his power had not the strength to control you outright. And then you died. From what I can tell, there was another way to bring you back- The Time Egg, or the Chrono Trigger. Gaspar has it. He would have given it to your party. However, you all destroyed Lavos, and the story ended, leaving you dead, and the world not entirely better. Robo never saved his future- the robots were still organic-hating monsters in his time. Ayla still had Reptites to fight, and it turned out that the events that transpired lead to her own death- killed by her own daughter in an attempt to gain control over the clan. Lucca died a lonely spinster, raising a orphan she found with a great deal of bitterness, reminiscent somewhat of her mother after the Accident. Marle eventually was forced into doing Princessly-stuff properly, and lived out the rest of her life in misery, eventually producing many children to a prince from a land far south from here. I ended up in an endless timeloop, with today being the only time it has changed from the pattern, and last but not least... Frog commited suicide in despair from his curse."
Fuck.
"The Player left the game unfinished. The lands still die. Even without Lavos... The dark, gloomy, future still happens. Everyone dies out. Game over."
Double fuck.
"However... It appears as though he has had a moment of kindness to his actions- he has given you new life. He has given all of the party members most of their memories, to guide them as they go. He also has given you most of your most powerful equipment, but not all of it- without the challenge, I would suppose that our universe would feel insubstantial. From as far as I can tell in my loops through the past 30,000 years, you're the most important person in this universe to fix things..."
So... I've got to beat Lavos again?
"Beating Lavos isn't all you need to do. Lavos was merely a cherry on the socio-politico-geographical mess that our world has. You need to defeat more than one reject from Zebes to save the world."
I had a important question then.
"Zebes?"
Melchior's face fell.
"Oh... Shit. I wasn't supposed to tell you that, was I?"
... This sounds interesting.
"What or where is Zebes?"
He looked embarrased.
"Zebes is... a planet. Far away from here. But it was destroyed a long time ago. Lavos was originally a creature called a Metroid. It basically was a small, flying, squidmonster."
I remembered Lavos, and realised that some of its aquatic appearence was still there for some part.
"Of course, it evolved over many millions of years... But... Being able to sense sentient lives at great distance, it used those planets to reproduce itself... And then it found this planet."
Less science-fiction, more Tonic, this headache hurts like hell!
I got up then, as the old swordsmith continued.
"The descendant of that one metroid is what you know as Lavos. It found our planet, and, burrowed deep into the core. There, it did what it's done since it's left Zebes- sent out telepathic brainwaves to the lifeforms, increasing their intellect, making them civilised, and then increasing its power magically. Ultimatelly, the power means it can produce a spawn, and then eject it to another sentient planet, where the process will be repeated again. What you know as the End of Time is just the end of time for our planet- it's when Lavos basically fucks up our entire planet and it's just old Gaspar on his little stone island, floating in space. Or something. I never really UNDERSTOOD his part in all this."
How do you know all this? Some of this is before our planet existed...
"The Player, whoever he may be, has granted me the ability to remember what has happened in each of the billions of loops in time our universe has had."
"Sounds like he's a complete twat."
"I suspect so."
Melchior's face then contorted in that way which usually meant that he was about to act more like a crazy old man, which I guess is fair enough, considering that he must be immortal or SOMETHING.
I decided to go up to Leene's Bell. If nothing else, I might meet Marle... Hell, I might be able to get HER to bump into me, meaning I'd be slightly innocent in the court case that happens after we've bounced back and forth in time...
There, she was pacing around.
... Her amulet is clearly still on her neck. Thus, she isn't pacing because she's lost it. Um.... Is she just... INSANE? Why would anyone walk back and forth in one place?
I fought the impulse to walk back and forth in one place, and then walked up to her.
"Hey, miss... Are you oka-OOPH"
She barrelled into me, in an epic tackle hug.
Then she realised what she did.
"Oops. Sorry. You just looked... Never mind."
... The memories. Flashing back, but not completely there. Melchior awoke my memories, mostly.... I'm not sure what was going on with Magus and Frog, but yeah, most of my memories are in here...
She must be similar, except she hasn't had her mind awoken.
"It's okay... I have one of those faces..." I lied.
"Have you seen my amulet? I had it just a second ago, but, when I knocked into you..."
I pointed to where it landed the first time we met.
"It's there."
"Where?"
God! She's looking directly AT it! This is just STUPID...
I walked up to the amulet.
"It's here, by my right foot!"
"I can't see it..."
... Either this is some weird intervention on behalf of this apparently insane 'Player', or she really cannot see the amulet. Either way... I guess I'd better give it to her...
I picked up the amulet and waved it in the air.
"How the flying aquatic demon thing did you not see this?" I said, cleverly asking a genuine question but also prompting her memories.
"How the... what did you say? You mumbled. Thanks for helping me find my amulet though..."
She looked worried, and then began to pace again.
"um... Are you okay?" I asked, actually feeling concern.
Also I have the faint vestiges of a memory of a vision of me and her living together. Sure, she's a bit of a ditz, but if a vision says she's gonna be my wife potentially, might as well keep her a bit safe...
"Yes... I mean No... I mean... GRAGGGHHHHH"
She fell over, clutching her head.
The headaches. HEY! My headache's gone! This is like a really bad story from one of the Bards that come through here sometimes... Oh great, now she's twitching... If things turn out the same way, does this mean that I'll get accused of knocking her out?
I resisted an urge to hide her in the bushes somewhere, and grabbed her shoulders.
She stopped twitching.
".. Ch... Chro.... ugh..." she said.
She remembers. Slightly.
"Don't worry... Are you okay? That was quite a fall you had." I said, realising how hard it was to pretend I didn't really know her when I knew her quite well and even had a vision of a future where I could know her in the bibilical sense.
Her eyes fluttered open.
"I'm fine. Thanks again for helping me find my amulet."
She got up suddenly, like one of Lucca's robotic inventions.
"Could you show me around this fair? I'm new around here, and you're a local, so..."
Same thing, but this time it seems creepy.
"Okay... I guess I could take you to the Tent of Horrors..."
"ooh that would be great!"
Something's wrong. No person really wants to go to the Horror tent... Hey... Hang on a second... WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL MY SILVER POINTS WAAAAAAAA
Okay, pull yourself together, Chrono! You've battled FREAKING LAVOS, there's no point having a hissy fit over a few million pieces of
I WANNA MAH SILVER
"Um... I seem to have lost my silver points... We won't be able to go in there then, costs silver... We could go check out what that kid by that fountain is so happy about..." I said, remembering that it was that kid that told me that Lucca's invention was ready although in the original timeline I had only just come down from that direction.
"Okay!" Marle squeaked enthusiastically, and I felt a surge of dislike over the idea over this enthusiastic bubbly big-boobed woman potentially being my wife... It would be like being married to a puppy that was given a sexy human body.
We went over to the kid, and it raised its head, jerkily.
"LUCCA'S INVENTION'S READY YOU SHOULD GO AND SEE HER." it said, loudly and slightly scarily.
Oooohkay. I'm just going to go over to her Telepad then and get away from you, creepy little girl...
We were about to go over to the telepad, but then Marle stopped by a candy stall.
"Give me a sec, I just want some candy."
And it's this bit that is the final bit of evidence in the court case against me. Bugger. Hmm... What if I just wander off...
"Hey! Wait! I'm not done!" she shouted, and dragged me back to the chocolate buttons.
I tried to sneak away again.
"Don't drag me like some kind of kidnapper!"
I saw, out of the corner of my eye, the stall owner's ears perk up.
Fuck. That's going to come back again, isn't it?
"Kidnap? I'm not even touching you, you daft woman!"
"And why not?" she said, jumping up and down in irritation, her boobs bouncing up and down.
Get a bra! Some guys might bow down to you because you've got titties, but I like to think that being 18 and having being DEAD once has matured me slightly...
"Because I'm not that kind of guy!" I said angrily at her.
She wasn't this desperate in the original timeline.
"What, so you're going to show me around the sights here, purely out of being a gentleman? You're not going to think of me in a romantic light at all?" she said, her eyes beginning to show the slightest trace of shininess you get before a torrent of tears.
Dammit. I'm a sucker for girls who are crying. That's how I became friends with Lucca in the first place... She was crying after her mother lost her legs, I comforted her... GAH I don't really want to be friends with Marle if she's going to be the annoying love interest constantly wanting a bang with the chronorod.... Wait, what's wrong with me... Hot, blonde, broad-chested woman wants my manflesh... And I'm resisting? GAH BUT WAIT I THINK LAVOS IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN GETTING SOME PRINCESS BOOTY.
"Listen, princess," I said, using my knowledge of who she really was to unnerve her slightly, "I've only just met you, and you've wanted to drag me around every single which way possible... I'm not into your type anyway. The pampered little girl-types just aren't my thing. I already HAVE a girlfriend anyway!"
That was a lie. But a necessary one. Sex is not what we want. Also, she's basically been screaming that she wants to mount you in the biggest fair of our history- I think that this is mortifying enough for you without dragging it out more.
I looked around.
Wait. No-one's listening to us, despite it being so busy here...
I decided to test an idea.
"Hey! Heyyyyoooo..... Wimbae wombae no vest turan... Hey mister Sword Man, give me the Masamune, daylight conga here we go..." I loudly sang.
No-one reacted.
Except...
"Masamune?" Marle asked, a realisation dawning on her face.
I waited.
"Frog." she said.
I waited some more.
"..."
Okay... She sounds EXACTLY like one of Lucca's robots... Weird.
"LAVVVOOOOSSSSSSS" she screamed out, flinging her arms back.
She fell down. Again.
Then she bounced back up.
"'sgoingonnnnnnnnn GAH!"
She clutched her head.
"Hey. Calm down. Someone called the Player sent us back so that we could take down Lavos again and do all the OTHER things we were meant to do."
"... The Player?" she asked, confused.
"Yeah. Now calm down. We need to get Lucca, and explain the situation to her."
And maybe I can steal your sweets from you- they've made you wayy too hyper, memories flooding back or not.
"Good idea." she said, quickly becoming quiet for a change.
We went to the Telepad.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Here, for the Millenial Fair, we have an extra-special treat for you today! We have... The Telepad!"
Oh Lucca... I wish... I wish this entire time travel fiasco never happens. But.... Lavos WILL destroy the world... We need to stop him. And that means... Time travel. Unfortunately.
"Now... Do we have a volunteer in the audience.... Oh, Crono! How about you?"
If I remember rightly... I do it, it works, and then Marle has a go, and then is trapped in the past for a month whilst I jump in the portal after her, with a Lucca appearing in that time a few hours later.
The amulet... It was the same kind they had in Zeal... Hmm. We CAN time travel, but.... I want to hold it off. For a little.
"Sure." I said, smiling.
I went in the teleporter. Lucca and her father whacked some controls wildly.
What happened to safety proceedures? Don't you have to check my body for anything which can mess up your teleporter? you mentioned that when you first started to work on this...
SHOOM.
I saw a flash of blue light, a strange sensation, and then reappeared on the other teleporter.
"TA-DAH!" I shouted, which got some laughs out of the older crowd.
I walked over to Marle and whispered quickly.
"Give me your amulet for a second, then teleport, same way as you did the first time. I don't want people to panic about you, Nadia."
She nodded, and slipped the amulet into my pocket.
"Ooh, I want to have a go Chrono!" she said, enthusiastically. Only one who had travelled with her for many months would be able to tell it was false enthusiasm.
She ran over to the pad.
"Zap me over!"
Lucca looked at her critically.
"Hey, Chrono, where did you pick up this cutie?" she said, the slightest tinge of jealousy in her voice.
Dammit just zap her there's more important things than your little crush on me!
"Oh... I just bumped into her downtown..." I said, casually.
I saw Lucca's eyes get wetter, but she hid it well by shaking her head.
Sigh... Today's just going to be one of those days when every girl I meet is crying around me...
"Okay!" she said, spinning in place for a moment, "Let's zappa the cutie!"
She whacked a big red button this time, and then...
The gate that I knew was there opened.
Fuck. Even without the amulet, it's still happening.
Marle flew off into the portal. Lucca looked scared. I felt anger.
OH COME ON! I CHANGED THE WAY THINGS HAPPNED! ISN'T THAT ENOUGH? WHY MUST IT...
"She must've had some of that weird red stuff on her, that stuff that makes it not work right..." Lucca mumbled to her father.
Red stuff? You mean... Like the red stone that the prehistoric people gave us? Like the meteorite that brought Lavos to our world? HOLY CRAP OF COURSE. WE STILL HAD A BIT OF THE STONE WHEN I DIED- IT WAS IN MARLE'S PURSE!
The people of Zeal must have used some of the same rock to make these amulets for the royal family... OKAY!
It's time to be a hero.
"Lucca. She dropped this amulet." I said, after all the people left.
"Huh? It's made of the red stuff! Awesome!" she was happier than I had ever seen her before.
"You reckon I should go and do the hero thing?"
Her eyes widened.
"Hero?... GAH!"
She clutched her head, as I and Marle had done earlier.
"You remember, don't you."
"Bits... Since last night... I remember a robot... Kinda like Gato, but smaller... But blockier... His name was Robo... And I remember... You... Fighting bravely... Your... gah... muscles... UHHHHHHH!"
It was a good thing Lucca's father was out of earshot- that last moan of pain sounded kinda... well... Not very painful.
"Listen... Lavos is still going to kill us all- someone called the Player brought us back to life to have a second chance. Melchior said something about him not having full power, which is why we don't have ALL of our memories and equipment... But we have enough to get an advantage. Also, apparently, there's a lot of stuff we can do to prevent the future from being so bleak."
"... Fiona's forest." she said, remembering the woman in the past.
"Exactly. That, and other points in history, I think we were meant to plant some trees or something to make the atmosphere better..."
"Chrono... " she started.
"I'm going to save Marle. You're going to come after us. Together we'll find Frog and kill Magus."
"Frog... He was hot after we killed him first time..."
"huh?" I asked. Frog... Hot? what the...
"oh yeah... you were dead then..." she said, tears streaming down her face but her voice was level, "but yeah, we killed Magus not long after and then we killed Lavos, all on our own. It was EPIC. but... Then I saw Frog go to his home... and he was a real hottie hot hottie hot hot hot... You know?"
Dammit. At this rate I'm stuck with Marle as a love interest- NO stop being so... sex-brained, Chrono...
"Hotter than me?" I teased.
Lucca blushed, but then forced herself to calm down.
Ye gads woman, you're SO obvious.
"By like, a LOT." she said, laughing in a fake manner, and punching me lightly on the arm.
Great. Thanks for that confidence boost, friend of mine... I might just go and get myself killed again and ow headache came back okayokayiwon'tdiesheesh.
Lucca saw my face, and looked ashamed.
"I didn't mean it that way Chron..." she started.
"Don't worry about it, Lucy," I said, using her hated nickname I used to call her when we were little, "Seeing how things are going, I'm going to end up with tall blonde and empty head over then... so... yeah... Sorry. I've made things awkward."
Feeling kinda embarrased, I ran over to the telepad, and watched as Lucca, her face looking stricken somehow, tapped at the controls.
I felt myself get sucked into the Gate, and my last sight was Lucca's tear-stained face.
I got a bit bored with this towards the end, hence the slight bit of total and utter What the Helleage towards the end... Still, it might turn out to be a good story, considering I've written 4,347 words about a bit of game that takes very little time to do, in comparison with later stages...
Who is the mysterious Player, and why did he give our complete failures of heroes a second chance?
Will there be a crossover with Earthbound, considering that one STARTS with a meteor falling to the world...
Will there be random quantum physics explanations?
Will Dyldo EVER get round to writing and FINISHING a story?
We'll find out next time on... My chrono trigger story that I hadn't given a name yet when I was editing this bit!!!!!
And remember children... When your time is up, and the moon is approaching...
And the light of day is long gone away...
You should remember to review like a Reaper...
Because the Reaper never forgets your review.
[also, that was the lamest attempt to make a reference to The World Ends With You I have ever done. I'd delete it if it wasn't a PERFECT example of how I write some crappy stuff sometimes.]