Timelines

by Phazon

A Novelized Sequel to Chrono Trigger, in which time has failed to return to it's correct state, and the Heroes of Time, along with a few new members, must save time- From itself. Chapter 4 added.

2. Plotholes, Gates To Alternate Universes

Disclaimer: If I owned Chrono Trigger, there'd be more character development in the DS version.

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Timelines Chapter Two: Plotholes; or Gates to Alternate Universes

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"Time travel is a risky business at best, and it's repercussions severe. One small change in the past could create a radically different future." –Encyclopedia Guardia, Timegates

---1032 A. D. (13032 Z. R.), Guardia Castle---

Nadia was pleased with this visitor, but something was bugging her. Crono and Glenn had got to the cellars to catch up but something seemed amiss. She began pacing the room, wondering what it could be. Sure, he wasn't a frog anymore, and he was pretty handsome but that wasn't it. What could it be? Suddenly, Nadia stopped in shock, realizing the problem. How did he get to this time period? The Timegates closed forever!

Downstairs in the cellar, Crono swiftly realized the same problem. He bolted up, alarming Glenn. "What doth bother you, Crono?" Crono looked at his friend, and apprehensively asked, "How did you get to this time period?"

---1999 A. D. (13999 Z. R.), Shores of Prometheus Dome---

"I don't understand, Lucca. You said you were going to take apart the Epoch." Lucca smiled slightly, "Robo, I did. That's my own invention, the- well; it doesn't have a name yet.

"It runs on power from the sun stone, and absorbs energy constantly so it never runs out. I've also changed the interface a little, replacing it with a terminal similar to a computer." Lucca finished.

Robo looked at her with the same unchanged face as always, but spoke with emotion. "Am I correct in assuming something is wrong with time again?" Lucca's face became grave. "Yes, but you must stay here. Get someone to finish the project located in you newfound memory, and remember, I'll be back."

---200 Z. R. (11800 B. C.), New Zeal---

A man clothed in a velvet robe watched the city with a look of disapproval. The Earthbound and Zealians were one race now, but magic still ran strong in the blood. It didn't matter; his objective here was to find his sister. Her pendant, after all, had brought him to this time period, and then led him across the sea from the ruins of Mount Woe to this little port town, that the residents ironically had named New Zeal. Surely she was here. She had to be. Why else would the pendant take him here?