Alrighty, folks: we all know the deal. I DO NOT own Squaresoft and their fabulous games- they are NOT mine. This story, however, is, so if you copy it and say you wrote it..... I decapitate you. O_o
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We will meet again......
Somewhere......
Sometime......
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Chrono Magnetism: A Sequel to Chrono Cross
Chapter #1: A Voice From An Unknown Past
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"Serge! Serge come look!" Leena cried out to him, pulling Serge by the arm from the front room of his small house. "It's absolutely beautiful; you must see it." She led the former hero down the pier-- it was night, around 8:45, and the sun had just finished setting. The sky was a swirling mix of purples and dark blues, with the distant sparkle of a star here and there. A normal after-evening sky, it was, so what was it that was so unusual? So beautiful and worth tugging Serge from his own home... "Well? What do you think? This is exactly like eleven years ago. I remember it perfectly... this kind of occurrence only happens every eleven years, anyway. Do you... remember this to?"
"To tell the truth... not really at all. Why?" Serge said, puzzled. He didn't look at her while he answered this, for he was to occupied looking at the illuminating white swirl slowly cycloning down from the moon. "You can go back that far?"
"Of course," Leena said, a bit offended. "This is Sky Dragon's Moonrain... and it was 13 years ago... me and you... standing in the same spots. The rest of the village is either quite young or quite old, so I thought since no one else can come out to see it, I'd go get you. But since you can't remember a darn thing!!" Leena replied, placing her hands on her hips.
"Heheh, sorry about that. I was still pretty small though..."
"Yeah, but I was a year younger than you, even! Ah well... nevermind. I should get back to grandmother anyway. G'night, Serge," and she walked disappointedly away, her hands held at her back.
"I feel bad but... (sigh)," Serge thought to himself. As he looked on into the white glowing sparkle of the Moonrain, he felt something else tugging him... forward... off the pier! He splashed into the waters of El Nido and struggled to the surface for a breath. The force tugged him closer and closer to... the Moonrain. After the third distinct pull, the force drew him under water. His lungs were filling with El Nido's H-2-O, and bubbles were bursting as he screamed in vain.
But then...
"*It's alright, my Serge... I just want you to come to me. I want to see you again so much... this force cannot be stopped, but your suffering must...*," an echoing familiar voice called to him. The voice sounded pleasant to his ears (how he could hear so well underwater was beyond his comprehension though) and calmed him. As he stopped screaming and trying to breathe, he strained to hear the young woman's voice again... but he just emerged to the surface, and everything was as quiet as ever. With the exception of coughing up water and a bit a blood when pulled himself up onto the pier...
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The next morning, Serge awoke with a jolt to the villagers screaming.
"NIKKI!!! OH, MY NIKKI HAS COME!!!"
"Would you shut up?! Who cares 'bout yer stupid Nikki anyways? THERE ARE THREE HUMONGOUS SHIPS DOCKED AT ARNI'S TINY, LITTLE PIER!!! It's a problem!"
"'Ey, you! Yeah, you, ya tough lookin' guy! What're ya here for?"
Serge threw on his clothes and bandana and ran hastily downstairs and outside. Sure enough, there were three large ships docked at Arni and emptying out. A man came out of each ship, each different in appearance. The tough guy being yelled at by some of the elders looked more like a pirate than a cruise ship pilot.
"Me name's Fargo, and this is me son, Nikki, and me mate Norris. We're here for our mate Serge! Haven't seen the lad in ages. Ya know the fella'?" asked the pirate man.
"KNOW HIM?!" shouted a crazy red-faced Leena. "MY GAWD! COURSE I DO! AND HE'S RIGHT THERE TOO! He'll teach you meanies a lesson!"
"Leena! What's going on? Who are these guys?" Serge came out onto the crowded pier and asked her.
Leena put her hands on her hips again. "These 'men' came here looking for you! You tell ME what's going on!"
"Serge!!!" Nikki, Norris, and Fargo chimed. They hopped down from their ships and greeted their friend. "So how's yer restored life been treatin' ya?" Fargo asked him.
"Huh? I don't even know you guys!"
Norris shifted an eyebrow. "You're joking... right?"
"No!! Really, I'm not!" Serge insisted.
Nikki stepped into the conversation and inquired of him, "You don't remember... Kidd?"
"NO!! I don't know anything!" He yelled, confused by all the prying questions and unfamiliar names they asked him of.
The trio looked especially shocked he didn't remember Kidd.
"I think we'd better explain," thought Norris aloud. The others agreed.
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(Three hours later, in Serge's room...)
"So... all this that had happened... happened to... me?"
"Yeah, it's all true. You really haven't you seen Kidd (or Schala, for that matter)?" Nikki asked. Serge shook his head.
"Funny thing is... I don't remember any of this. I'm sort of doubting what you told me to be true, but how can you be lying when you were so thorough in detail? Some wierd things have been happening lately though-"
"Like what?" Norris jumped up and asked. "Are they recent occurences?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I've been having really disturbing dreams lately... and just yesterday... something... some force pulled me into the ocean, and tried to drown me. But someone (it sounded like a woman's voice), talked to me, and everything just stopped. It was more like a deja vu than anything; she sounded really familiar."
"Did this happen during the Moonrain by any chance?" Nikki asked.
"Yes, actually... why?"
"A lot of the 'occurences' of the world have to do with the Dragon- spirits, and the Earth's rage," Fargo explained.
"Serge," reminded Norris, "you said something about your dreams. Maybe these are actually not-so-distant memories, or maybe a prediction of the future?"
Serge put his hand to his face and began, "Well... they always have this girl in it- don't misunderstand me, *please*- and she's always crying. But she's not crying tears... it looks more like... blood. Oh, and she has blonde hair tied back with a pink bow, and is always wearing the same white dress. Once I saw a child crying blood too. It looked a lot like the other girl, though."
Nikki chuckled, "I don't think a 'white dress' and a 'pink bow' would be Kidd, but maybe the Princess Schala?"
"Yes, that sounds more like Schala. But then who is the child?" Norris deducted.
In reply, Nikki added, "Perhaps it is just Kidd, er, Schala, when she was younger."
"You're probably right, Nikki," answered Fargo, shrugging. "My take on this whole thing is that when we all split up after Serge and Kidd defeated the Time Devourer and rescued Schala, Serge and Kidd were the only ones to lose their memory of the incident. I bet ya anything Kidd's just started to remember, just like Serge here is. Anyway, take this Serge. [Serge received the Tele-porter!] We gotta be off now, but call on us if anything new happens. Be careful next week though- the Fire Dragon-spirit's Flamedance is takin' place in Shadow Forest, I hear. So long, matey," and Captain Fargo ran back onto his boat.
"Take care," Nikki said, going back up to his own ship.
"'Til the next time," Norris saluted him goodbye.
"See ya!" waved Serge, back from Arni. The ships, then, swiftly departed out of sight into the oceans of the El Nido Archepelago.
"Good riddance," Leena sighed. "Hey Serge! When do you want to go to Shadow Forest? I'm free today."
"I can't this week. I'm... busy. Next week definately though."
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Well, what did you think? It was my first Chrono Cross fic, and it took me awhile to figure out how Serge's personality should work. Please review and tell me how I did with that. Btw, the Flamedance chapter, next, gets a bit more exciting. Sorry 'bout this one. ^^' Thankies! ^~
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We will meet again......
Somewhere......
Sometime......
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Chrono Magnetism: A Sequel to Chrono Cross
Chapter #1: A Voice From An Unknown Past
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"Serge! Serge come look!" Leena cried out to him, pulling Serge by the arm from the front room of his small house. "It's absolutely beautiful; you must see it." She led the former hero down the pier-- it was night, around 8:45, and the sun had just finished setting. The sky was a swirling mix of purples and dark blues, with the distant sparkle of a star here and there. A normal after-evening sky, it was, so what was it that was so unusual? So beautiful and worth tugging Serge from his own home... "Well? What do you think? This is exactly like eleven years ago. I remember it perfectly... this kind of occurrence only happens every eleven years, anyway. Do you... remember this to?"
"To tell the truth... not really at all. Why?" Serge said, puzzled. He didn't look at her while he answered this, for he was to occupied looking at the illuminating white swirl slowly cycloning down from the moon. "You can go back that far?"
"Of course," Leena said, a bit offended. "This is Sky Dragon's Moonrain... and it was 13 years ago... me and you... standing in the same spots. The rest of the village is either quite young or quite old, so I thought since no one else can come out to see it, I'd go get you. But since you can't remember a darn thing!!" Leena replied, placing her hands on her hips.
"Heheh, sorry about that. I was still pretty small though..."
"Yeah, but I was a year younger than you, even! Ah well... nevermind. I should get back to grandmother anyway. G'night, Serge," and she walked disappointedly away, her hands held at her back.
"I feel bad but... (sigh)," Serge thought to himself. As he looked on into the white glowing sparkle of the Moonrain, he felt something else tugging him... forward... off the pier! He splashed into the waters of El Nido and struggled to the surface for a breath. The force tugged him closer and closer to... the Moonrain. After the third distinct pull, the force drew him under water. His lungs were filling with El Nido's H-2-O, and bubbles were bursting as he screamed in vain.
But then...
"*It's alright, my Serge... I just want you to come to me. I want to see you again so much... this force cannot be stopped, but your suffering must...*," an echoing familiar voice called to him. The voice sounded pleasant to his ears (how he could hear so well underwater was beyond his comprehension though) and calmed him. As he stopped screaming and trying to breathe, he strained to hear the young woman's voice again... but he just emerged to the surface, and everything was as quiet as ever. With the exception of coughing up water and a bit a blood when pulled himself up onto the pier...
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The next morning, Serge awoke with a jolt to the villagers screaming.
"NIKKI!!! OH, MY NIKKI HAS COME!!!"
"Would you shut up?! Who cares 'bout yer stupid Nikki anyways? THERE ARE THREE HUMONGOUS SHIPS DOCKED AT ARNI'S TINY, LITTLE PIER!!! It's a problem!"
"'Ey, you! Yeah, you, ya tough lookin' guy! What're ya here for?"
Serge threw on his clothes and bandana and ran hastily downstairs and outside. Sure enough, there were three large ships docked at Arni and emptying out. A man came out of each ship, each different in appearance. The tough guy being yelled at by some of the elders looked more like a pirate than a cruise ship pilot.
"Me name's Fargo, and this is me son, Nikki, and me mate Norris. We're here for our mate Serge! Haven't seen the lad in ages. Ya know the fella'?" asked the pirate man.
"KNOW HIM?!" shouted a crazy red-faced Leena. "MY GAWD! COURSE I DO! AND HE'S RIGHT THERE TOO! He'll teach you meanies a lesson!"
"Leena! What's going on? Who are these guys?" Serge came out onto the crowded pier and asked her.
Leena put her hands on her hips again. "These 'men' came here looking for you! You tell ME what's going on!"
"Serge!!!" Nikki, Norris, and Fargo chimed. They hopped down from their ships and greeted their friend. "So how's yer restored life been treatin' ya?" Fargo asked him.
"Huh? I don't even know you guys!"
Norris shifted an eyebrow. "You're joking... right?"
"No!! Really, I'm not!" Serge insisted.
Nikki stepped into the conversation and inquired of him, "You don't remember... Kidd?"
"NO!! I don't know anything!" He yelled, confused by all the prying questions and unfamiliar names they asked him of.
The trio looked especially shocked he didn't remember Kidd.
"I think we'd better explain," thought Norris aloud. The others agreed.
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(Three hours later, in Serge's room...)
"So... all this that had happened... happened to... me?"
"Yeah, it's all true. You really haven't you seen Kidd (or Schala, for that matter)?" Nikki asked. Serge shook his head.
"Funny thing is... I don't remember any of this. I'm sort of doubting what you told me to be true, but how can you be lying when you were so thorough in detail? Some wierd things have been happening lately though-"
"Like what?" Norris jumped up and asked. "Are they recent occurences?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I've been having really disturbing dreams lately... and just yesterday... something... some force pulled me into the ocean, and tried to drown me. But someone (it sounded like a woman's voice), talked to me, and everything just stopped. It was more like a deja vu than anything; she sounded really familiar."
"Did this happen during the Moonrain by any chance?" Nikki asked.
"Yes, actually... why?"
"A lot of the 'occurences' of the world have to do with the Dragon- spirits, and the Earth's rage," Fargo explained.
"Serge," reminded Norris, "you said something about your dreams. Maybe these are actually not-so-distant memories, or maybe a prediction of the future?"
Serge put his hand to his face and began, "Well... they always have this girl in it- don't misunderstand me, *please*- and she's always crying. But she's not crying tears... it looks more like... blood. Oh, and she has blonde hair tied back with a pink bow, and is always wearing the same white dress. Once I saw a child crying blood too. It looked a lot like the other girl, though."
Nikki chuckled, "I don't think a 'white dress' and a 'pink bow' would be Kidd, but maybe the Princess Schala?"
"Yes, that sounds more like Schala. But then who is the child?" Norris deducted.
In reply, Nikki added, "Perhaps it is just Kidd, er, Schala, when she was younger."
"You're probably right, Nikki," answered Fargo, shrugging. "My take on this whole thing is that when we all split up after Serge and Kidd defeated the Time Devourer and rescued Schala, Serge and Kidd were the only ones to lose their memory of the incident. I bet ya anything Kidd's just started to remember, just like Serge here is. Anyway, take this Serge. [Serge received the Tele-porter!] We gotta be off now, but call on us if anything new happens. Be careful next week though- the Fire Dragon-spirit's Flamedance is takin' place in Shadow Forest, I hear. So long, matey," and Captain Fargo ran back onto his boat.
"Take care," Nikki said, going back up to his own ship.
"'Til the next time," Norris saluted him goodbye.
"See ya!" waved Serge, back from Arni. The ships, then, swiftly departed out of sight into the oceans of the El Nido Archepelago.
"Good riddance," Leena sighed. "Hey Serge! When do you want to go to Shadow Forest? I'm free today."
"I can't this week. I'm... busy. Next week definately though."
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Well, what did you think? It was my first Chrono Cross fic, and it took me awhile to figure out how Serge's personality should work. Please review and tell me how I did with that. Btw, the Flamedance chapter, next, gets a bit more exciting. Sorry 'bout this one. ^^' Thankies! ^~
