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Chapter 2: Crono and Marle in 1000 AD
"Crono. It's time to wake up! Crono. Crono, get out of bed this instant!" Crono's
eyes flew open and he sat up abrubtly. He hated that dream. It was still night, and it took him a few seconds to
register his surroundings. He saw the balloons' remains, then sighed as he lay back down. He remembered
it clearly now. They had won, and Marle was getting a new bell named after herself in her honor.
She held the balloons, then strangely, she was picked up off of the ground. He tried to pull her
back down to earth, and ended up being carried away himself. The were stuck in the air, half of themselves
marveling at the beautiful, tiny world below them, the other half frightened on the verge of wetting their
pants and wondering if they'll ever land.
They slowly began to descend to a little island, way west of Guardia. They finally felt safe, but then
the balloons got caught in the highest branches of a giant tree. They smashed into the foliage, and ended up standing on
a particularly small branch with only the aid of the balloons keeping them up. Crono, who of course was closest to
the ground, tried to climb down and help Marle climb down at the same time. Then the balloons burst. With no
aid to keep them on the branches, they started to fall. They must have hit every single branch in that tree when they finally
landed on the soft grass at the base of the trees, unconscious.
Marle uttered a moan, and she began to wake up as well as Crono sat up again. As she got up, she looked
at the relieved warrior's green eyes, and looked around. Both of them were a mess, covered with leaves, tree sap, and
bits of bark. She slowly stood up and began to survey her surroundings. Forest, grass, sand, water. Where were they now?
"Crono. Where are we?" She asked in her soft, clear voice as she began picking bark out of her red-orange hair.
He shrugged, and then got up as well.
"My guess could be that we're on an island." He answered with his still slightly childish voice.
"How would you know?"
"I saw the other end as we came in. This place is surrounded by water."
"So that's it then. An island." Marle gazed out to the water, into the direction she hoped Truce was. "Do you think
there's anyone here?"
"Maybe, but we won't get far without sleep. You took a beating in that fall, maybe you should just lie down and rest."
She glanced at him with her warm, blue-green eyes in an almost amused expression. "This is a first. It's usually me
convincing you to take a break once in a while." Crono grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head at this. He then
knelt down and pulled out two scarves he'd been holding on him ever since they were in the Dark Ages. He rolled them up
into little pillows, and gave one to Marle to use as her pillow. He laid his head down, with a slight wince, and fell asleep.
Marle stayed up a little longer, staring at the ocean, before falling asleep as well. The night was warm, yet both felt a cold
premonition.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Marle awoke, she noticed Crono had already started a fire. Lucca, that little pyro, taught him how to on the
Mountain of Woe. Marle shook her head and giggled to herself while remembering Crono's first attempts. First, he dropped
the sticks into the snow when they caught, then he got Lucca's sleeve on fire, and then he put in the wrong tinder, so the pile
wouldn't light up. He had to go look for more while Lucca used Fire1 to light the mess magically. "He's hopeless." She'd said.
She wondered what Lucca would be doing now. Hopefully, she was coming up with some way to find them. She looked up,
and notice Crono was gone. She quickly stood up, and looked around.
"Hey Marle!" Crono jumped out at her from behind holding apples and pears. She spun around as her breathing
and heart had quickened, then she put her hand to her chest while her breathing slowed.
"Crono... don't EVER do that again!"
He had a worried expression. "Gee, sorry, Marle. I just went off to find food and decided to surprise you."
Marle waved her hand over the blooming bonfire. "THAT was surprise enough." She giggled into her hand, then
sat down by the fire. "So, what's on the menu for today, Royal Chef?"
Crono began to imitate the AD 600 Guardia Castle's Royal Chef as he held up the fruit and placed a few on a small
metal pan on the fire that he had pulled out from his pack. "Today's special is fried fruit, then fruit on fruit, then fruit sandwiches,
then fruit for desert." The both had a laugh over this, then Marle took one of the pears from its place on the cooking pan and
bit into it. Pears had been her favorite since Glenn had picked a few out for her as they left his home in 600 AD. Crono took
an apple and took a huge bite out of it. Marle sighed at him, he was such a pig when it came to food. At least he never spoke
with his mouth full.
When they had finished their meal Marle doused the fire, and they picked up their things and walked into the forest.
There seemed no end to the forest, and when they arrived at the other side, they had found no sign of anyone but themselves
on the island. They had just turned around to go back into the forest when Crono suddenly pointed at Marle.
"You DO know you're glowing, right?" Marle quickly reached into her clothing and pulled out her pendant. It was a
treasure family heirloom, and it seemed to glow whenever a warp gate was nearby or when something was happening to Guardia's
timeline. It was now emitting a strong, turquiose light.
"HOLY-" There was a huge shockwave that flew from the west of them at great speed, leaving everything behind it
desolate and black. The shockwave was like a ripple, a tear, in the air itself, and when it came up to the two heroes, the patch of
land they were standing on did not change, but the rest of the island was reduced to barren desert. Apparently, the pendant could
protect them against changes in time. Crono and Marle looked at the dead landscape from inside each others' arms. Then they
looked at each other, blushed, and pushed each other away. After a moment Crono looked up, "What could have happened?
I thought we had defeated Lavos!"
"I don't know, but I hope everyone in Truce is okay. Look, the sea's dried up, we can now walk to Guardia!"
" I don't think that would be such a good idea, Marle. We don't know where Truce really is, and we don't know if it is still
even there! Marle!" Crono tried to grab her arm to keep her from running across the barren seabed, but she twisted out of his grasp.
He followed her, and they saw a black portal open up in front of them. Out stepped Magus, unrecognized at first because of his aged
look.
"Crono... Marle... Zeal's alive."
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Chapter 2: Crono and Marle in 1000 AD
"Crono. It's time to wake up! Crono. Crono, get out of bed this instant!" Crono's
eyes flew open and he sat up abrubtly. He hated that dream. It was still night, and it took him a few seconds to
register his surroundings. He saw the balloons' remains, then sighed as he lay back down. He remembered
it clearly now. They had won, and Marle was getting a new bell named after herself in her honor.
She held the balloons, then strangely, she was picked up off of the ground. He tried to pull her
back down to earth, and ended up being carried away himself. The were stuck in the air, half of themselves
marveling at the beautiful, tiny world below them, the other half frightened on the verge of wetting their
pants and wondering if they'll ever land.
They slowly began to descend to a little island, way west of Guardia. They finally felt safe, but then
the balloons got caught in the highest branches of a giant tree. They smashed into the foliage, and ended up standing on
a particularly small branch with only the aid of the balloons keeping them up. Crono, who of course was closest to
the ground, tried to climb down and help Marle climb down at the same time. Then the balloons burst. With no
aid to keep them on the branches, they started to fall. They must have hit every single branch in that tree when they finally
landed on the soft grass at the base of the trees, unconscious.
Marle uttered a moan, and she began to wake up as well as Crono sat up again. As she got up, she looked
at the relieved warrior's green eyes, and looked around. Both of them were a mess, covered with leaves, tree sap, and
bits of bark. She slowly stood up and began to survey her surroundings. Forest, grass, sand, water. Where were they now?
"Crono. Where are we?" She asked in her soft, clear voice as she began picking bark out of her red-orange hair.
He shrugged, and then got up as well.
"My guess could be that we're on an island." He answered with his still slightly childish voice.
"How would you know?"
"I saw the other end as we came in. This place is surrounded by water."
"So that's it then. An island." Marle gazed out to the water, into the direction she hoped Truce was. "Do you think
there's anyone here?"
"Maybe, but we won't get far without sleep. You took a beating in that fall, maybe you should just lie down and rest."
She glanced at him with her warm, blue-green eyes in an almost amused expression. "This is a first. It's usually me
convincing you to take a break once in a while." Crono grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head at this. He then
knelt down and pulled out two scarves he'd been holding on him ever since they were in the Dark Ages. He rolled them up
into little pillows, and gave one to Marle to use as her pillow. He laid his head down, with a slight wince, and fell asleep.
Marle stayed up a little longer, staring at the ocean, before falling asleep as well. The night was warm, yet both felt a cold
premonition.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Marle awoke, she noticed Crono had already started a fire. Lucca, that little pyro, taught him how to on the
Mountain of Woe. Marle shook her head and giggled to herself while remembering Crono's first attempts. First, he dropped
the sticks into the snow when they caught, then he got Lucca's sleeve on fire, and then he put in the wrong tinder, so the pile
wouldn't light up. He had to go look for more while Lucca used Fire1 to light the mess magically. "He's hopeless." She'd said.
She wondered what Lucca would be doing now. Hopefully, she was coming up with some way to find them. She looked up,
and notice Crono was gone. She quickly stood up, and looked around.
"Hey Marle!" Crono jumped out at her from behind holding apples and pears. She spun around as her breathing
and heart had quickened, then she put her hand to her chest while her breathing slowed.
"Crono... don't EVER do that again!"
He had a worried expression. "Gee, sorry, Marle. I just went off to find food and decided to surprise you."
Marle waved her hand over the blooming bonfire. "THAT was surprise enough." She giggled into her hand, then
sat down by the fire. "So, what's on the menu for today, Royal Chef?"
Crono began to imitate the AD 600 Guardia Castle's Royal Chef as he held up the fruit and placed a few on a small
metal pan on the fire that he had pulled out from his pack. "Today's special is fried fruit, then fruit on fruit, then fruit sandwiches,
then fruit for desert." The both had a laugh over this, then Marle took one of the pears from its place on the cooking pan and
bit into it. Pears had been her favorite since Glenn had picked a few out for her as they left his home in 600 AD. Crono took
an apple and took a huge bite out of it. Marle sighed at him, he was such a pig when it came to food. At least he never spoke
with his mouth full.
When they had finished their meal Marle doused the fire, and they picked up their things and walked into the forest.
There seemed no end to the forest, and when they arrived at the other side, they had found no sign of anyone but themselves
on the island. They had just turned around to go back into the forest when Crono suddenly pointed at Marle.
"You DO know you're glowing, right?" Marle quickly reached into her clothing and pulled out her pendant. It was a
treasure family heirloom, and it seemed to glow whenever a warp gate was nearby or when something was happening to Guardia's
timeline. It was now emitting a strong, turquiose light.
"HOLY-" There was a huge shockwave that flew from the west of them at great speed, leaving everything behind it
desolate and black. The shockwave was like a ripple, a tear, in the air itself, and when it came up to the two heroes, the patch of
land they were standing on did not change, but the rest of the island was reduced to barren desert. Apparently, the pendant could
protect them against changes in time. Crono and Marle looked at the dead landscape from inside each others' arms. Then they
looked at each other, blushed, and pushed each other away. After a moment Crono looked up, "What could have happened?
I thought we had defeated Lavos!"
"I don't know, but I hope everyone in Truce is okay. Look, the sea's dried up, we can now walk to Guardia!"
" I don't think that would be such a good idea, Marle. We don't know where Truce really is, and we don't know if it is still
even there! Marle!" Crono tried to grab her arm to keep her from running across the barren seabed, but she twisted out of his grasp.
He followed her, and they saw a black portal open up in front of them. Out stepped Magus, unrecognized at first because of his aged
look.
"Crono... Marle... Zeal's alive."