Hi, this is ch.1. Everything belongs to Square, yada, yada, blah, blah. Hehe.

Well anyway, here is ch.1. My stories always have a multitud eof genras. This story is a full romance, but it has touches of horror (later chapters). It might become a R rating... hehe. Enjoy!

Radical Dreamers

Chapter 1

*** means memories

All is dark, as everything becomes silent. Her blond hair waves in the wind, sparkling under the glow of earth.  Her air waves and twisted like foam in the sea, every strand gliding in the air. Her white gown swayed in tune with her body. Age hadn't wreaked havoc over her perfect, silk like skin. Princess Schala watched as the two souls, Serge and Kid fell under the waves of the water, called upon her to erase their memories.

       Slowly she turned her eye towards Earth, which was still in the background. It wasn't earth. It was an illusion. Princess Schala had witnessed the battle between Lavos, the destructor of time, and Serge, Kid and their ally. Their fateful battle took place here. In the dark dimension. A dimension, which had an earth illusion in the background. She knew, once the battle was over and her rescue from Lavos by the hands of Serge and Kid that she had to put things right.

       Slowly Schala fell into a stare towards Earth. Her eyes glazed over as she remembered her past. She was princess Schala of the magical world of Zeal. She could remember it so clearly. Lavos, the life form from space had landed 65 millions years prior and slowly ate earth from the inside out. Then on that fateful day. She came into contact with it. Unfortunately she wasn't strong enough to destroy it.

       She shuddered feeling the memory of eternal pain wash over her like a wave. Ignoring her memory of her pain, she continued her hashing of her past.

       Lavos had devoured her within it, combining her power with his.  She could still feel his hatred, and anger within her when she was inside him. She remembered her experience. She was conscious through out the ordeal. For that reason she knew, that everyone in her home, all her friends, Chrono trigger himself thought that she, Princess Schala of Zeal was killed. Before Lavos was able to consume her of his evil, she sent a beacon of hope.

***The pain washed over her like a wave. She could feel the veil energy soak within her. Slowly trickled of blood crawled across her ripped body. Her skin felt daggers all around her. Could feel them piercing through her skin. She had been devoured by Lavos, and had failed to save her people. Slowly Schala looked up into the sky. She was fighting it, Lavos. She would not get herself defeated like this. Slowly she tried to crawl away form Lavos, while it slowly devoured her. She could feel evil within her, controlling her. Edges to kill rose in her as her nails dug on the ground. Her hair was stained with blood, as Lavos slowly pulled her in. She was speechless. She couldn't talk, or whisper. Pain was wreaking havoc on her body. All her bones were breaking slowly. Pain reached through her bones, up her spin and through her skull. Schala was desperate to us her powers but nothing worked. She was concentrating enough, and was full of shock. Nothing worked. Slowly her head was trusted into Lavos. That was the last time she saw the beautiful sky, full of life and spirit.

       Deep in Lavos was all black and that was what she would see in the next 20 years. Pain, anger and malice were all she felt. Her body was broken, and ripped to shreds. Schala, still had a small portion of her mind free of malice, but slowly it was slipping towards Lavos. Slowly Schala opened her mouth to whisper her last word.

       "Sob… sob"

       Slowly the princess closed her mouth as the sobbing became louder.

       "Sob…sob"

       Everything went quite as the sobbing became clearer. Schala slowly opened her desperate eyes, as she recognized the crying to a male boy.

       "Sob… Da…daddy?"

       The crying felt so pure, so good. It buried deep within Schala as a small hope grew within her.

       "Sob… Daddy… it…hurts."

       The boy, he came from a different time. His cries of pain reaching all the way to her time, going into her heart.

       "Daddy."

       The princess slowly opened her mouth to let a faint whisper. "The… new… Chrono trigger?"

       "Daddy… sob…"

       He was the one who could save her world. His future could be her new future. He could save her. This new hope grew in her mind as the aping slowly seeped away from her shredded body.

       "Sob…sob" The child sobbed echoed, as a faint manly voice followed with it.

       "Serge. Don't worry, my boy. " Watsuki whispered.

       Schala started to tear up, as her hope glowed from with in her. Slowly her wounded hand rose up, trying to reach the invisible voice. "I want.. to… meet you… Serge."

       Slowly, with instinctive energy, Schala, princess of Zeal slowly started to glow. "I want to meet… you…  I want to… meet you.. Serge!"

       "I want to meet you!"

       Slowly, from with in her, her new hope slowly separated from her body. The light ripped away from Schala's body, spreading itself into a figure. There was no sound, no noise form Lavos or the breathing of Schala. There were only two heartbeats. One form Schala, the other from the light that came from Schala's body. It's heart beat was identical to Schala's. Slowly it light up Schala's world as it took shape. The light materialized into skin. The light became a body. A women's body. Her skin glistened in light. Her long legs stretched downwards, as her toes wiggled with new light. Slowly she twisted towards Schala, as her perfect waist twisted and her bosoms bounced in tune with her breathing. Her blond shining air twisted around her to settle around her face. Slowly she smiled. That girl that materialized form within her. That hope that she just created, was her mirror image. Slowly as light engulfed the new girl, feathers floated around her blocking Schala's image. The white, chastise feathers, twinkled in the light as it soon revealed the girl who had the image of Schala sprout out beautiful wings. As the wings spread around her, the new life reached for her "mother" with outstretched figures. Schala slowly, with pain and difficulty raised her withered hands to reach her hope. Slowly as pain and darkness gripped Schalas heart, they…

       Slowly intertwined their figures. Schala starts to tear u, as she felt the life that she just created touch her figures. As the process's tear tumbled down her face, the "clone" slowly distanced her self from Schala. The tear, slowly fell down from Schala's body in the same tune as the flapping of the "Schala's daughter" wings. With a wisp of light, Schala's daughter, clone, her hope, the names that would slowly represent the new life that was created form Schala, flew out of Lavos and into the sky. through time, so that it would one day meet the sobbing boy that would later be the new Chrono trigger.

       As Schala saw her daughter fly out of her vision, pain wreaked through her body. Engulfing her. She would not cry as the pain, terror and anger pierced her, and she never did cry. She never cried when she was fully absorbed into Lavos, where for the rest of the world, she would be called dead.***

       Princess Schala finished her remembering of the day she had become one with Lavos and the day she had created her 'daughter" the one that would be later called…

       "Kid"

       Kid's name rolled off of Schala's tongue like milk and honey. She had given life to kid so that she could protect serge through the drowning incident, and through his adventure. She created her so that she could meet him. Now she felt horrible. Her 'daughter" had been through a lot, had Lucca taken away form her, and had been alone for so long, journeying alone through out the world. No one caring for her. Schala so wanted Kid to be in her arms, to feel her love towards her, but that was not to happen. Like piercing another dagger in a freshly mad wound. She had taken away the memories of Serge and Kid. She did it out of good intention, so that they could live out their lives normally. While Kid and Serge had their final moments together, she had summoned virgin water to engulf them to erase their memories. Schala had to erase their memories with the virgin water while they were still in the dark dimension. It would be less disruptive.

       Time was fleeting, even for her. Slowly, the princess' body was disappearing. Disappearing so that she could be transported back to her time.

       Slowly her body started to sparkle as her body became transparent.

       "I will always remember him…" Schala whispered

       As she disappeared. Schala knew that the "mind" of Kid and herself would always be the same. With a flash, Schala imploded in a ball of sparkles and vanished form the dimension.

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       The sun's light slowly crawled up the school floor, as the glimmer of shine spread up the pane of glass. She was looking up in the sky, wondering. Wondering about so many things.

       As the afternoon wore on, the light skimed through the water. She had settled next to the pool, having the second floor with its plentiful windows boring her. Time was marching on, and even she knew that time to go home was nearing. Slowly she got off her perched and settled on a stride as she left the school land. Slowly she wondered the busy streets passing stores, having her reflection reflected back on her. Slowly she passed the train station, walking on the train rails like balance beams on a gymnastic gym. The golden orb slowly dipped is head down on the horizon. Rush hour had commenced, and she could see it as she passed a junction in the middle of Tokyo.

       *** " I will never forget you."***

       They were bumping each other as they raced out of the streets, having their brief cases and coats lash with each other in sounds of shuffles and clasps. Their black shoes slowly smashed onto the pavement.

 She slowly stopped in her tracks in the middle of the junction.

       *** "I will find you" ***

       Slowly, as she remembered she slowly turned her face. She gripped the object in her hand harder, as she felt it's smooth surface smother her hand. As the light smashed it's way onto the street, it made the object glimmer, revealing that it was a necklace, a blue necklace.

       *** "I will!" ***

       Slowly she turned twisting her body, her blond hair swaying in the wind. As a gush of wind blew it pushed her hair out of her face. The face of…

       *** "Serge…" ***

       The face of Kid.

       Kid looked around in the street. She felt something, she defiantly felt something. It was rare to make her remember her promise like that. To make her remember the memory that clear. People were everywhere, running and talking on their cel phones. Everything seemed natural. As the junction cleared, and the lights turned green, the patients of the drivers became thin.

BEEEP BEEP

       Roughly, kid turned, having her hair twist with her movement. For that day, the day of the anniversary of the rescue of  "herself", she had decided to wear her hair in her princess fashion. All the drivers held their breath as a beautiful girl was presented to them. They all stopped honking and became entranced with her. All was silent, as kid's aura was spread through out he junction like a wave. Slowly the light bounded of her hair, making it glow, and having her skin glow like honey. Sweating, the businessmen, wearing their ties and trench coats started to grip their stirring wheels harder. Slowly Kid, with her sugared lips opened her mouth as her eyes sparkled.

       "WHAT'S YER PROBLEM?  DON'T YA HONK ME! BLOODY HELL, DO YA WANT ME TO KICK ALL OF YER ASSESS TO THE MOON!"

       The magic was gone as Kid opened her mouth. She swiftly went out of their way to not cause any more problems with the traffic. "Patients is a virtue.." she muffled.

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       Kid slowly walked back home. She had hoped that today would bring out something different. She had left another day of searching for Serge behind her.  She walked up the steps to the household. Opening the door to the fresh scent of roses. Slowly she gingerly reached out to touch a rose pedal, feeling it's smooth texture between her figures.

       She never knew why she likes roses. They were so unlike her characters. As she lazily fingered the step she noticed the thorns that reached towards the sky.

       Contempt with her musing, she left for her room. She loved the soft comfort of the plush blanket, tickling her skin, wrapping their warmth around her. She could swear that she could feel every fiber in those blankets touch her sensitive skin. Creeping over her sun kissed body. Her mind drifted back to that moment on the junction when she could remember, when she could "feel", those memories coming back to her. They were so close but she couldn't reach them.

       Serge, she knew she had to find him. Kid knew it was magic that took away a piece of her memories. She remembered her adventures with Serge. Their laughter while they ran on their adventures. Their sadness when they hit their lows.

       Slowly Kid wrapped herself in her blankets as she continued her thinking.

       Kid remembered Lynx, the evil serge. She remembered the Frozen flame and their allies. She could still remember the grass wrapping themselves around her legs as she ran in laughter, through Shadow forest. The sneaking to Viper manor. It all felt a dream, but she knew it happened, just not in this time line.

       Kid shifted under her weight and unwrapped herself from her cocoon of blankets.

       Even though she could remember everything, bloody everything! she could not remember, who she was. The real her. Her memories seemed to be blocked out

 From the moment they entered Opassa beach to the battle, she could not remember. She knew something important was told about her but she could not remember. With frustration she pounded the coffee table. "Damn!"

       Slowly she walked to her window. Night had spread itself across this world and had given internal sleep to the people. Life wasn't fair, she knew that. But she would not give up. She would not give up hope. "I'm sixteen, I'm alive, and I'm damn stubborn. I will find him."

       Rumble rumble

       Slowly Kid looked at her stomach. She hadn't noticed the time and the fact that she skipped both breakfast and lunch didn't help. With one final glimpse at the moon, she made her way to the kitchen. Food would take her mind off things.

*               *                         *

       He felt something in the air at the junction. Something that felt déjà vu. The air became sweeter and more relaxing. It felt fresh. He couldn't describe it. Sharply he turned, trying to see over the people. Serge had no idea what he was looking for or who. He just felt the urge to search. As he bumped and grinded through the mass of bodies, he could see a glint of gold. It shawn in the sunset light like a beacon. His footsteps quicken as he felt the impacts of bodies all around him, feverishly trying to cross the street. As the mass of the population thinned out, he saw that the glint of gold was from a girl which blond, silk hair. She seemed to be looking for someone.

       All was going too fast as, the lights turned green. Quickly, he swiveled on one toe and left the junction. Serge eyed the girl, who seemed like she was mesmerized in the middle of the street. The wind picked up and lifted his teach coat in the air in a dance. His business suite felt like it was plastered on his body, choking him. What came from her mouth in the next seconds didn't sound lady like but still the image of her divine beauty and her ravishing spirit pulled him in. Suddenly the gold orb dipped behind the skyscraper, flashing desperately its last amount of light. The rush of the sunset light awakened Serge, and he soon realized that she was gone. Slowly he looked around but she was gone from the site.

       "Hehe…weird." Serge thought as his mind became its normal calmness.

       Slowly he left for home, under the setting skylight.

*          *            *

       Slowly he pace quickened as she reached the gate. Her breath was invisible, not even heard and her heart had slowed to a slowish but quite beat. Expertly she crawled through the grass, having her hair sway in the wind. The gate was up ahead; slowly she started to run, having her body folded in half, masked by darkness. Her feet were like the wind as she spreaded them apart in the air. With a thrust, she silently sliced up in the air. With expert hands she crawled up the wall, feeling the cold harsh rock under her gloved figure tips. Jumping in the air, with one hand, she pivoted off form the top of the wall, flailing her blond pony tale up in the air. In the moonlight, her red ribbons, which strategically were placed to keep her air in all in one line, flashed for a second under the light.

       She twisted in the dark to the ground where she landed. Felling the shock of impact she collapsed onto her feet, letting the shock of the impact go through her instead of it making a noise. In the area. Slowly as her feet felt gripped the cold cement, she started her trek up the hill to the great mansion like building. Her eyes were transfixed as she danced around the security machines. She was like bird flying through branches of a tree. As she settled to a trot, she could see clearly the big massive oak doors, which settle in front of her. With silent precision, she climbed up the wall, over the doors and next to a window.

       Slowly she took her hand away from the rough edge of the house, and let it creep into her pocket, where she felt the cold blade of her knife. Slowly as she felt the warm ridges of the handle, she cut a piece of the window, to let her blade go under. Her mouth began to water, as she twisted the blade, making the window pop out of its socket. With grace she put the window under her arm as she settled into the mansion. Silently she crept through the house on silent feet. Slowly she came to the room, which was what she was looking for. She put her blade back in its shelve as she crawled into the room. It was bathed in moonlight, but that wasn't what got her attention. It was that of a sculpture within the room. It had no face. It glowed in a mysteriously blackish light. It had a black emerald at its front and back and other little diamonds, which bore the same colour. The covering seemed to be made out of a cold silver coating. It felt so much like déjà vu when she had her eyes on it. But she knew that it was a fake. The black relic was destroyed in her adventure. This was just a replica but it gained wealth as time went by. The girl slowly walked into the moonlight. Her face became visible as she reached for the relic. Kid smiled. She was successful. Her client would be pleased. The client had this relic stolen from him a while back and asked for her services. She came to steal it back and to return it to its rightful owner. Kid was a member of Radical Dreamers, and she needed the money. She slowly looked at the intricate details of the relic. She didn't like how she was caught in these petty disputes, but she needed to survive. Silently she went back to where she came. As she went into the shadows she heard a creek. She silently twisted her body to see the man, the client's enemy walking into the room. "I have to see it again…my jewel… my weapon to becoming even more powerful! I have to have my hands on it…again."

       Kid watched as the egoistic man came closer to the perch, which held nothing. "That man only wants money and political power, how pitiful." She smiled as he saw that the black relic was gone. "Guards!!!!!!!!!"

       "Here we go, my favorite part!" She ran like the wind, through the halls. The stile wind ran through her hair strands, as her feet barely touched the ground. She could hear people running after her. "Rookies…" she muttered, as she ran and broke a window. The glass shattered with a crash. Silently she passed the window, which was a trap for the guards, and jumped through the opening that she made when she entered. The guards as they swiveled clumsy through the dark noticed the broken window and ran in that direction, completely ignoring Kid who was running in the garden already.

       The sweet grass felt good under her feet as she danced once again through the security. "TURN THE SECUTIYY ON, I DON'T WHAT HIM TO GET OUT WITH MY RELIC!"       The outside intercom blasted.

       "This is gonna be fun…" Kid had only that to say when all the security turned back into life. Red lasers to detect outsiders flashed through out the yard. Kid danced and twisted in the air, as the red lines briskly passed over and under her body in a dance of death. This truly was Kid's favorite part. She could feel the adrenaline pump through her body. She felt her boots hit silently the cement and knew that the wall was close in front of her.

       Bark! Bark!

       She heard the dogs before she could see them. With speed like the wind, she ran faster. She could see their white fangs through the veil of darkness. Swiftly she bounced on her feet and propelled herself over the gate. Kid roughly grabbed the pieces of granite that protruded out of the wall. The dogs kept barking, but they could not reach her.

Suddenly, Kid heard a buzzing sound. She swirled back, turning her head towards the direction of the yard.

       In a flash of firepower guns started to roar, the security must have been turned on by one of the security officers. Swiftly Kid ran up the wall as bullets ran around her. They sliced through the air, and skinned her hair and skin. She climbed and dodged as sparked flew, blowing away the night atmosphere making it seem like it was new years. Sparks kissed her face and body as she gripped the edge of the wall. The song of bullets continued as she pivoted on one hand and flew off the wall, having her body twist gracefully. The bullets continued to rain on her as she fell onto the other side. One almost hit Kid as she descended and she jerked accidentally making her landing less then graceful. She continued to run out of the scene as the guards continued their search within the compound. It was over, over for Kid. She could still hear the song of the bullets in her mind as she escaped. In the background was the faint sound of guns and people yelling. She swiftly dug herself deeper in the nearby forest. She could feel the cold surface of the relic in her grasp.  One more night, one more pilfer. Kid walked under the veil of darkness, concealing herself once again in the loneliness shadows.

*             *               *

       The sunrise had settled in its dusky atmosphere. Mist and fog covered the night kissed land, hovering over the blades of grass. On the horizon laid Tokyo, the hustle and bustle of the modern world. The world, which turned their backs on Mother Nature. Flowers and blades of grass danced in the still air as fresh forest forage danced as the aroma of nature. Quietly in the near by forest, between the large, tall trees, was a light. A tinkling light that sparkled as it danced in place. It glowed, in power. The faint sounds of another world swayed around it. It was a dimensional warm hole.

*                 *                      *

       Kid settled to a slow walk as she crossed the junction form the other day. The sunrise was beautiful, and covered her vision in a gold glow. Shadows disappeared, and new light beams littered the ground. No one had risen to greet the new day. Only store merchants and morning joggers. She slowly sighed as she crossed the less busy roads.

Step, step, step

       She could hear something in the background. Her heart skipped a beat.

Step, Step, Step

       It started to become louder as it started to settle behind her. Kid became enerved by this presence. A cold sweat broke on her.

STEP, STEP, STEP

       Kid noticed that someone was following her, tracing her steps. As she continued to walk, she felt a presence behind her. For some reaosn, she felt fear, fear that she felt that she had incountered before.

STEP, STEP, STEP, STEP

       She could feel someone breathing down her neck. Her heart started to race, even more as her fear gripped her throat in a death grip.

STEP, STEP, STEP, STEP, STEP

       "You know ya shouldn't follow people, ya might get yourself hurt.."

       With that she turned her body towards her pursuer. She always was able to pull up her sheld. A sheld that she masked in front of herself to hide the scared girl within her. The scared girl that saw her home being burned to the ground. He was right in front of her, arm raised with a revolver in hand. It was pointed at her. His brow twitched as he surveyed the relic in her hands. "That belongs to us… thief."

       Kid slowly watched him as she noticed that she was in danger. Revolvers were faster then thieves, a lot faster. She slowly studied him and went into the conclusion that this guard wasn't one of the most "stable." "So, ya followed me?" Kid said calmly, her most neutral, clam voice that she could mister. Unfortunately it came more as a roar.

       "We followed the beacon…"

       Kid twitched as the guard said his statement discovering that the relic held a tracking bug within it. She could have hit herself, but doing it at this time wasn't an option. The guard's hands slowly tighten on the trigger and his whole arm started to shake. This wasn't looking good, thought Kid as the guard started to lose control of his situation. "Not good." Whispered Kid.

       Slowly, from behind her, Kid graced her hand over her shelf and grabbed the handle of her knife. As she did so she covered her action with the relic. She could feel the warm handle between her figures.

       Time stopped as he lost control and twitched on the trigger.

       Kid stiffened, and glared at the man.

Time stopped as the two stared at each other.

At that instant his hand gripped spontaniously on the trigger , exploding in light the bullet sliced through the air towards Kid.

Kid no time to react, swivaling her knife to her hand, and with a cold death grip sent it flying towards the guard. The air sliced and peirced in a sound of  passing objects.

The blade shawn in light as it peirced a multitude of beams of light. From the view of the flying blade, you can see Kid's figure shrinking in the distance, as the bullets flies by towards her.

To be continued

Hi! Hope you like! Told you guys that I write big chapters! Hope you guess like it. I'm used to writing X/1999 fics, but I like Chrono cross so much that I had to try my luck with it. Sorry for any problems with the story. I never played Chrono trigger!!!!! But I did read on it. Well hope you like. Ch.2 will be coming soon. And if you want, reviews are nice. ^_^