DISCLAIMER: I do not own Chrono Trigger or
the characters, just the plot in this
story.
The
Death of Kings
Part I
Chapter II
BY
D A R T H V A D E
R
Ozzie raced back to the bridge, literally dragging one of the skeleton
warriors behind him.
"Y..you mean... we actually won?!" he shouted, holding the
skeleton by the arms in front of him. The skull nodded wearily up and down.
"Woo-hoooo!" the giant pickle rejoiced, accidentally tossing the
skeleton way up into the air. It landed rather hard on the wood, breaking into
alot of pieces upon contact. He glanced at the pile, shrugged indifferently,
and ran over to the other side of the bridge. The Knight Captain's own sword
had gotten lodged firmly in his head. The other knights' body parts were
scattered all around.
Ozzie pulled the sword out of the poor man's head. This wasn't as easy as
it appeared. The suction had the weapon in there pretty good. Ozzie had to
press his left foot against the Captain's head and finally pulled the thing
out, tumbling back and landing on his ass in the process (if pickles have
asses). He stood back up and stared at the sword for a moment. He slowly licked
the blood off of it and threw it into the ocean separating the Northern and
Southern continents. Without explanation, the remaining blood on the sword
tainted the entire ocean and all the water turned blood-red.
"ATTACK!!!!!!" Ozzie screamed, loud enough for his troops
stationed in a camp just south of Dorino Village to hear.
The citizens of Dorino Village heard it too. They supposed it didn't
sound too good.
Within
the hour, a multitude of undead and monstrous soldiers paraded through Guardia
Forest, hacking and knocking down most of the trees in the process.
Guardia's final line of defense was swarmed over by troops of hideous
creatures. They were storming the castle.
"Hurry, Chancellor, barricade the doors!!" Leene cried
desperately.
"O...of course, My Queen," said the Chancellor, and he obeyed
his order, knowing full and well it didn't do them a lick of good.
"Ohhh...my Dear...what's happening...?" King Guardia XXII asked
wearily. All the commotion from the lower levels of the castle had woken up the
wounded ruler of Guardia.
"Shhhh...everything's gonna be fine, Dear. Don't worry. I'll be
right here by your side," said Leene. "I'll be right by your
side," she repeated, and continued repeating it, even as a battering ram
burst through the doors and monsters flooded into the room. Her last word was
"by.." before her head was chopped clean off her shoulders.
"Send
in the Prisoner!" Ozzie bellowed as he sat upon the throne in the main
hallway of the self-proclaimed Ozzie Castle. King Guardia XXII's head was
perched up on a stand sitting next to the throne. Four ogres carried out a
rather disheveled-looking human from the old knight's quarters.
"You," said the Cook, "..are the most heartless, ruthless,
hideous monstrosity I've ever laid my eyes upon."
"We can save the worshipping for later," said Ozzie.
"Right now I wanna let you know that Guardia doesn't exist anymore. From
now on, we'll call this land Magus Land!.....no wait, that doesn't sound right
when you say it outloud. Maybe.....Magusia!" He paused to think about it
some more. "Well, we can figure out a name for it later. Right now I wanna
shove it in your face that we won! Hehehehehehehe."
"Is that the only reason you brought me out here?" asked the
Cook.
"Well, no, actually. I figure I'd give you a little gift before you
got executed. The Knight Captain was your brother, right?" asked Ozzie.
The Cook nodded. "Good. I figured I'd give you a little parting gift,
hehehe," said the pickle. He reached around behind the throne and picked
something up. He hid it in his arms against his chest. "Come here,"
he said. The chef looked at the ogres behind him. They nodded. He walked slowly
up toward the throne. Ozzie used his finger to urge the Cook on, until he got
within one foot of the pickle.
"Here, take a look at this!!!" said the pickle, and he unwinded
his arms and held the Knight Captain's head in front of the Cook's face. His
face filled with horror and he fell backward.
"You...you fat little green bastard!!!" the Cook screamed, and
he leapt onto ozzie and punched him repeatedly in the head. Ozzie picked him up
by the collar and tossed him onto the floor. He was laughing hysterically. He
managed to look at one of the guards standing beside the throne and waved his
hand. The guard threw his spear straight toward the Cook, and it impaled him in
the gut. He fell flat on the red carpet and died, slowly and painfully.