Hey hey! Sorry about the long wait! I've been sick and exams and work and all that fun stuff, but FINALLY I have chapter two all typed out and loaded for ya! A few for reviews might motivate me a little better too, although I have some GREAT ideas for parts to come, I just have to get there first with these boring chapters ;)
READ ALL READY!!! :)
~Me~
Disclaimer: Chrono Cross is owned by Squaresoft, not me ;)
Chapter 2: MoonRise
She entered the busy little town. People bustled all over the place. Some one to her right was trying to trick people into to paying him to see his mermaid suposedly in the tank under the cloth. On her left, a lady busily tended to her flowers. Kid strided up to a familiar little store. She opened the door.
"Kid!"
"Hey Lisa!" she answered. "How's it goin?"
"Good. How can I help you?"
"Well, I'm goin on a journey kinda and decided to grab a few elements and supplies first."
"Oh! Right! Well, have a look around!"
Kid browsed through the stacks and shelves of different elements. She grabbed a few of the CurePlus and some damage elements like AeroBlaster, PhotonBeam, and IceBurg. She payed Lisa and started to head out the door.
"Wait!" Lisa yelled after her. "I have something for you that might come in handy." She ran into her back room and came out with a long black hooded cape. "Here. It was my dad's. He used to where it to go mushroom hunting. He's been so sick for so long, I don't think he'll need it again any time soon."
The robe was sort of large and made Kid look like a dark formidable creature. Kid giggled. "No one needs to recognize me anyways."
"Good luck, Kid. Wherever you may go!"
Kid bade Lisa farewell and strode the streets towards the docks. "Now I just need to find myself a boat," she thought to herself. At the end of the docks sat a little old woman by a small fishing boat. She was startled by the tall dark creature before her. Kid quickly pulled off the hood, her golden pony tail gleaming in the sun.
"Land sakes!" hollered the little lady. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"I'm sorry," apologized Kid. "I was just wondering if I could borrow that there boat of yours."
"What for?" asked the lady curiously.
"Well...uh...you see," Kid fumbled around for a more credible story. "Um...my brother is sick. He lives on a remote island off of Marbule, so I came here to get some Cure for him, but I docked my boat in Arni, and it was swept away in a storm a few days back. I need to get to him soon, before..." she paused for a dramatic climax, "before it's too late
"Dear me! Poor child. Take it! I have no further use for it!"
Kid felt slightly ashamed at deceiving the kind old women, but just thanked her kindly and climbed in.
"Oh and Kid," Kid looked up at her in astonishment. "You might need this." She winked at Kid as her skaky, leathery hands put forth a tiny Moon Ring. A ring used to tell when the moon was in correct placing. Kid just gaped in surprise. How did she know? THe old lady was already up and huming a tune as she hobbled on her way leaning over a twisted little cane. Kid finally got a hold of herself and slipped on the ring. Carefully she untied the boat from the little dock and eased her way out into the busy bay. The sun glistened off the water and off the silver patterns on the maroon sail. She checked through her stuff to make sure she had everything before she got too far past Arni and Termina. Her dagger was secure on her belt. The elements were all tucked safely away. She rumaged through the odds and ends in the bottom of her pack. Some bread. A few Komodo Dragon scales. A compass. Some old shells. Letter paper. A pen. Her journal. Safely hidden away in the was her journal. She pulled it out and fingered the ornate carved leather cover. The sun was sinking lower and lower in the sky turning everything, including the crystal water, various shades of red, orange, and crimson. Carefully she opened the journal and turned to her last entry. "Until we meet again, take care of yourself my friend." Memories of Serge surged through her mind. She leaned back against a sand bag in the bottom of the boat. The stars were beginning to shine as she slowly drifted into sleep through her memories and the gentle rocking of the little wooden boat.
She woke with a start to the site of a seagull peering back at her with his head tilted. The ornery bird was startled by her adrupt movement and perched himslef further away on the little mast of the boat still peering curiously as her. "Dang bird!" she cursed. She turned and clawed through the bag for some bread. She nibbled intently as she thought about the night before. Wondering about Serge. What if he didn't want to be found? He most likely wouldn't have a clue who she was. What would she say anyways? "You don't know who I am, but we saved the world together mate!" with a smack on the back. What a fine how-do-you-do! That wouldn't do. Then something else suddenly occured to her. Why was she going anyways? "I'll find ya mate! I promise!" did cart wheels through her mind. Her promise. "I'm not one to break promises," she blurted out to the pesky white and gray bird who cawed in reply.
She shook her head to return back to the here and now. She reached into her bag and pulled out the compass to figure out her direction. "Well at least we're going the right way," she mumbled to the bird. She looked and saw nothing but water. Tomorrow would be the day. By tomorrow El Nido Triangle would be in sight. Tomorrow the moons would line up. Tomorrow she would cross the times yet again. But now she sat and contemplated everything. The endless silent water gave her plenty of time to think and write. The day drifted into night, and night back into day. She stretched and then shielded her eyes from the blinding sun to peer off into the distance. Three distint projections came forth out of the water in the distance. El Nido Triangle. Clouds drifted through the sky as she thought about what was going to take place. She shook her head returning to her senses, packed her few things back in her pack, and pulled on the long black robe. The three towers grew closer and closer. "No turning back now, mate!" The bird screeched and flew off into the distance...
READ ALL READY!!! :)
~Me~
Disclaimer: Chrono Cross is owned by Squaresoft, not me ;)
Chapter 2: MoonRise
She entered the busy little town. People bustled all over the place. Some one to her right was trying to trick people into to paying him to see his mermaid suposedly in the tank under the cloth. On her left, a lady busily tended to her flowers. Kid strided up to a familiar little store. She opened the door.
"Kid!"
"Hey Lisa!" she answered. "How's it goin?"
"Good. How can I help you?"
"Well, I'm goin on a journey kinda and decided to grab a few elements and supplies first."
"Oh! Right! Well, have a look around!"
Kid browsed through the stacks and shelves of different elements. She grabbed a few of the CurePlus and some damage elements like AeroBlaster, PhotonBeam, and IceBurg. She payed Lisa and started to head out the door.
"Wait!" Lisa yelled after her. "I have something for you that might come in handy." She ran into her back room and came out with a long black hooded cape. "Here. It was my dad's. He used to where it to go mushroom hunting. He's been so sick for so long, I don't think he'll need it again any time soon."
The robe was sort of large and made Kid look like a dark formidable creature. Kid giggled. "No one needs to recognize me anyways."
"Good luck, Kid. Wherever you may go!"
Kid bade Lisa farewell and strode the streets towards the docks. "Now I just need to find myself a boat," she thought to herself. At the end of the docks sat a little old woman by a small fishing boat. She was startled by the tall dark creature before her. Kid quickly pulled off the hood, her golden pony tail gleaming in the sun.
"Land sakes!" hollered the little lady. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"I'm sorry," apologized Kid. "I was just wondering if I could borrow that there boat of yours."
"What for?" asked the lady curiously.
"Well...uh...you see," Kid fumbled around for a more credible story. "Um...my brother is sick. He lives on a remote island off of Marbule, so I came here to get some Cure for him, but I docked my boat in Arni, and it was swept away in a storm a few days back. I need to get to him soon, before..." she paused for a dramatic climax, "before it's too late
"Dear me! Poor child. Take it! I have no further use for it!"
Kid felt slightly ashamed at deceiving the kind old women, but just thanked her kindly and climbed in.
"Oh and Kid," Kid looked up at her in astonishment. "You might need this." She winked at Kid as her skaky, leathery hands put forth a tiny Moon Ring. A ring used to tell when the moon was in correct placing. Kid just gaped in surprise. How did she know? THe old lady was already up and huming a tune as she hobbled on her way leaning over a twisted little cane. Kid finally got a hold of herself and slipped on the ring. Carefully she untied the boat from the little dock and eased her way out into the busy bay. The sun glistened off the water and off the silver patterns on the maroon sail. She checked through her stuff to make sure she had everything before she got too far past Arni and Termina. Her dagger was secure on her belt. The elements were all tucked safely away. She rumaged through the odds and ends in the bottom of her pack. Some bread. A few Komodo Dragon scales. A compass. Some old shells. Letter paper. A pen. Her journal. Safely hidden away in the was her journal. She pulled it out and fingered the ornate carved leather cover. The sun was sinking lower and lower in the sky turning everything, including the crystal water, various shades of red, orange, and crimson. Carefully she opened the journal and turned to her last entry. "Until we meet again, take care of yourself my friend." Memories of Serge surged through her mind. She leaned back against a sand bag in the bottom of the boat. The stars were beginning to shine as she slowly drifted into sleep through her memories and the gentle rocking of the little wooden boat.
She woke with a start to the site of a seagull peering back at her with his head tilted. The ornery bird was startled by her adrupt movement and perched himslef further away on the little mast of the boat still peering curiously as her. "Dang bird!" she cursed. She turned and clawed through the bag for some bread. She nibbled intently as she thought about the night before. Wondering about Serge. What if he didn't want to be found? He most likely wouldn't have a clue who she was. What would she say anyways? "You don't know who I am, but we saved the world together mate!" with a smack on the back. What a fine how-do-you-do! That wouldn't do. Then something else suddenly occured to her. Why was she going anyways? "I'll find ya mate! I promise!" did cart wheels through her mind. Her promise. "I'm not one to break promises," she blurted out to the pesky white and gray bird who cawed in reply.
She shook her head to return back to the here and now. She reached into her bag and pulled out the compass to figure out her direction. "Well at least we're going the right way," she mumbled to the bird. She looked and saw nothing but water. Tomorrow would be the day. By tomorrow El Nido Triangle would be in sight. Tomorrow the moons would line up. Tomorrow she would cross the times yet again. But now she sat and contemplated everything. The endless silent water gave her plenty of time to think and write. The day drifted into night, and night back into day. She stretched and then shielded her eyes from the blinding sun to peer off into the distance. Three distint projections came forth out of the water in the distance. El Nido Triangle. Clouds drifted through the sky as she thought about what was going to take place. She shook her head returning to her senses, packed her few things back in her pack, and pulled on the long black robe. The three towers grew closer and closer. "No turning back now, mate!" The bird screeched and flew off into the distance...