"Now start talking," Marle demanded when they arrived at Crono's old home. He
had moved out when he got married. "Who are you? And how did you know that robot
would go nuts?"
"I already told you my name," Trent said. "Weren't you listening?"
"Don't be smart!" Marle yelled.
"Geeze, Marle. Calm down," Crono said. "He hasn't done anything," Marle still
glared at Trent. She just knew that this would end with Crono going off on some
adventure, and she refused to lose him again.
Lucca felt this way too, but she managed to remain levelheaded. "Where are you
from?" she asked.
"The mountain to the east of the castle," Trent said.
"Are you serious?" Crone said. "I thought no one ever went near there,"
"Well I do," Trent said.
"Does anyone else live there?" Lucca asked.
"Not anymore. My mom used to, but," Trent paused. "She died about ten years
ago,"
"I'm sorry," Crono said.
"Don't be," Trent said. "You were not at fault,"
"So what happened to you after your mother's death?" Marle said.
"Nothing. I kept living in the same house until now,"
"Why now?" Lucca said.
"About four nights ago, I began having this weird… thing. Call them dreams for
now. I saw a vast darkness gathering. When it filled the whole sky, it took the shape of a
man and walked across the world, bring pain and suffering wherever he went. This
continued until a young man stood up and summoned the vary power of the sky to defeat
the evil. But sadly, the hero died as well during the battle. That is why I am here. One so
noble should not be lost to the world. I must help him!"
"And you think MY Crono is this hero?" Marle said.
"It could very well be," Lucca said. "We all know that Crono is capable of
stepping into the role of the hero. And this person did use Lightning magic. But how do
we know that your dream is correct?"
"Four straight nights, it has disturbed my sleep," Trent said. "One night and it
may only be cause for concern. Four, and it is a premonition,"
"So what do you want us to do?" Crono said. "Who is this evil you saw?"
"Hey, I haven't thought that far ahead," Trent said with a smile. "Give me a little
time," He began to walk out the door.
"Wait," Lucca said. "How did you know that Gato would malfunction?"
"I saw it in a dream," Trent said. "What else?" At the doorway he stopped. "By
the way, I'm sorry for telling you this on your anniversary, but it couldn't wait any
longer,"
"Don't worry about it," Crono said. Trent left through the door. "Wait a second.
Did we tell him it was our anniversary?"
"No, I don't think so," Marle said. "That guy is way to weird. Thank goodness
he's gone,"
"Yeah," Lucca said. "Well, I had better get to work on taking Gato apart. He
should still be at the fairgrounds,"
"Need any help," Crono asked.
"No thanks," Lucca said. "Go enjoy your special day. I'll get my dad to give me a
hand,"
'Stupid dad,' Lucca thought as she pulled the heavy cart up the stairs to the
fairgrounds. 'Going to Choras without any warning, and he takes the horse too!' Finally,
she reached the spot where the battle had taken place. She put the cart down and took a
minuet to catch her breath. The cart was really heavy, but it was the only one she had that
was big enough to carry the robot.
Lucca looked at the scraped Gato. "To big to pick up," she said. "I'll have to take
him apart and load him up piece by piece,"
"Hey," a voice came from behind her. Trent stood there next to her. "Need a
hand?"
Lucca jumped. "You scared the crap out of me!"
"Sorry," Trent smiled. "Thought you knew I was there." He leaned over and
picked up half the robot and tossed it into the cart. "This guy's really messed up,"
"Yeah, you really did a number on him," Lucca said. "It'll take weeks to get him
up and running again. Most of his internal circuits are fried and the CPU will have to be
replaced,"
Trent frowned as she said this. "I feel bad for making you do all that extra work,
but I didn't see any other way," He threw the other half of the robot into the cart. "At
least I can help you with this,"
"Thanks," Lucca said. "Don't worry about it. I'd have ended up messing with him
anyway. He's been a favorite project of mine for almost a year now,"
Trent started to pull the cart through the crowd. "Lead the way," he said. Lucca
walked next to him. "So you're some kind of inventor?"
"Yeah, I try," she replied. "I've wanted to be an inventor for almost my whole
life, but usually everything goes haywire and blows up. It can be really frustrating,"
"Then why do you keep building stuff if it angers you?" Trent said.
"Well, when I was little, my mom got caught in one of my dad's machines,"
Lucca said. "I tried as hard as I could, but I couldn't shut it down,"
"I'm sorry to hear that," Trent said. "Was she alright?"
"She lived, but she never walked again," Lucca said softly. "I guess I always
blamed myself for it, so I started to learn everything I could about machines. I just
wanted to make up for not being able to help her," Lucca paused. "I don't know why I
just told you that. You must think I'm weird or something. I mean, I just met you and I'm
telling you these horror stories. For some reason, I feel like I can trust you,"
Trent laughed. "Thanks. Where do you live?"
"Just a little ways more," Lucca said. The two walked in silence for a time, until
they came to Lucca's house to the south of Truce. "Just bring it around back," she said.
"Hey could I ask you a favor?" Trent said. He pulled a small flat rectangle out of
his pocket. Small white letters were on the side, but they had faded over time. Two gear
like holes ran through it. "Do you know what this is?"
Lucca took it and studied it. "Hmm… I don't know. Where'd you get this?"
"It was my mom's," Trent said. "She said that it was one of a kind. I just figured
that you could figure out what it was,"
"Well," Lucca said. "I can run some tests on it, but I've never seen anything like
this. It could take some time,"
"Don't worry about it," Trent said. "It can wait. I appreciate it,"
"Thanks for helping me get Gato back here," Lucca said.
"No problem," Trent said. "It's getting late. I should get going,"
"Where to?" Lucca said. "The inn?"
"No," Trent laughed. "That would take money. I don't have any,"
"So where are you staying?" Lucca asked.
Trent shrugged his shoulders. "I'll figure it out,"
"Well, then you're staying here," Lucca said. Trent opened his mouth to protest.
"Shut up! I insist," Lucca said.
"You're a bit pushy, aren't you?" Lucca smiled. "Well, it would be nice to have
some company," Trent said.
"Great," Lucca said. "Come on, I'll show you around," The tour of the house was
short, ending with the two sitting in the living room talking. "So what kind of stuff is
there to do up in the mountain?" Lucca asked.
"Well, I really spend most of my time doing nothing," Trent said. "That's the
great thing about living the simple life. You may not have a lot, but it's really easy to
maintain,"
Lucca laughed. "Yeah, but don't you get bored? I mean, if I'm not working on
something, I go nuts,"
"You're not working on anything now," Trent said. "You seem to be doing just
fine,"
"Don't be smart," Lucca said.
Trent's smile quickly faded. "That reminds me. That friend of yours, Marle. Did I
say something wrong? I mean she seemed to be mad at me. I don't know what I did,"
"Well," Lucca said. "You did tell her that her husband would die again. She's just
a little scared to lose him,"
"Again?" Trent was confused. "I don't get it," So Lucca told the tale of how
Crono died, and how they brought him back using the Crono Trigger. But, since Trent
had been so isolated all his life, the entire story had to be told before he could grasp what
had happened. Trent seemed most interested in the Crono Trigger though, and he asked
several questions about it.
"So you're saying that you can bring anyone back even if they're dead?" he
asked. "How do you get one of these?"
"Well, there are some limitations," Lucca said. "You have to have an exact clone
of the person, and they have to be important to the space-time continuum,"
"Oh," Trent said, sighing heavily. "So you and Crono have been friends for a long
time?"
"Yeah, as long as I can remember," Lucca said. "He's always been there. I guess I
used to have a thing for him when we got back from fighting Lavos, but I never had the
guts to tell him," Lucca paused. "See, there I go telling you my darkest secrets. I don't
know why I keep doing that,"
"Don't worry about it," Trent reassured her. "It's not that uncommon to fall for a
friend. Especially when they've always been there,"
"I guess," Lucca said. "Did you ever want to be more than just friends with
someone?"
"I've never really had any friends," Trent said. "I come to town once in a while,
but mostly I live alone since my mom was killed," He stared at the floor.
An awkward silence followed. Finally Lucca spoke up. "You really miss her,
huh?" Trent nodded. "How did she die?"
"We were being robbed one night, and we tried to stop him," Trent said. "A fool
attacked her and killed her,"
"That's terrible," Lucca said. "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be," Trent said. "It wasn't your fault. Besides, you've kinda helped me.
This is the first time I've ever told anyone that," Trent let out as best a laugh as he could
muster. "I guess I kinda trust you too,"
Lucca smiled. "I'm glad. Well, it's late. I've better be getting to bed. You sure
you'll be ok on the couch?"
"Yes, don't worry," Trent said. "Good night,"
"Good night," Lucca walked up the stairs and into her room. The day had been so
exhausting that she had barely lain down before she was fast asleep.
Lucca awoke several hours later. The moonlight still trickled in through the
shudders. She sat up. An almost inaudible sound caught her attention. 'What is that?' she
thought. After waiting for a while and not hearing anything more, she gave up and tried
to go back to sleep. A few minuets later, the same sound came to her, this time much
more clearly. She found her glasses and made her way downstairs. There she saw Trent,
sitting cross-legged on the couch in the candlelight. His arms were crossed in front of
him, and every now and then he would twitch and emit a soft groan.
"What are you doing?" Lucca said. Trent ignored her. "Are you awake? Hello?"
She poked him, trying to get some kind of a response. "His eyes are open, but it's almost
as if he's asleep," she said to herself. "How strange,"
Suddenly, Trent began to shake for a second. Then he slumped forward and
sighed heavily. Looking up, he saw a very confused Lucca staring at him. "Hello," he
said. "Is it morning already?"
"Umm… what just happened?" Lucca asked. "I came down and saw you sitting
there. It was like you were asleep, except your eyes were open,"
"Oh, I should have told you," Trent said. "Sometimes I go into this trance, and I
try to find things in my mind," Lucca looked at him blankly. "Ok," He explained. "When
I'm in this state, I see these things. I guess you could call them visions. Most of the time,
I see something in the past, like old memories. Other times I see things that haven't
happened yet. When I do this, it's next to impossible to wake me. Understand?"
"Yeah, I think so," Lucca said. "But why were you making noise?"
"Sorry if I woke you, but if the visions are extremely emotional, I can have
physical reactions. I don't have any control over myself," Trent said. "Go back to sleep,"
"Ok," Lucca again walked up the stairs and went to bed.
had moved out when he got married. "Who are you? And how did you know that robot
would go nuts?"
"I already told you my name," Trent said. "Weren't you listening?"
"Don't be smart!" Marle yelled.
"Geeze, Marle. Calm down," Crono said. "He hasn't done anything," Marle still
glared at Trent. She just knew that this would end with Crono going off on some
adventure, and she refused to lose him again.
Lucca felt this way too, but she managed to remain levelheaded. "Where are you
from?" she asked.
"The mountain to the east of the castle," Trent said.
"Are you serious?" Crone said. "I thought no one ever went near there,"
"Well I do," Trent said.
"Does anyone else live there?" Lucca asked.
"Not anymore. My mom used to, but," Trent paused. "She died about ten years
ago,"
"I'm sorry," Crono said.
"Don't be," Trent said. "You were not at fault,"
"So what happened to you after your mother's death?" Marle said.
"Nothing. I kept living in the same house until now,"
"Why now?" Lucca said.
"About four nights ago, I began having this weird… thing. Call them dreams for
now. I saw a vast darkness gathering. When it filled the whole sky, it took the shape of a
man and walked across the world, bring pain and suffering wherever he went. This
continued until a young man stood up and summoned the vary power of the sky to defeat
the evil. But sadly, the hero died as well during the battle. That is why I am here. One so
noble should not be lost to the world. I must help him!"
"And you think MY Crono is this hero?" Marle said.
"It could very well be," Lucca said. "We all know that Crono is capable of
stepping into the role of the hero. And this person did use Lightning magic. But how do
we know that your dream is correct?"
"Four straight nights, it has disturbed my sleep," Trent said. "One night and it
may only be cause for concern. Four, and it is a premonition,"
"So what do you want us to do?" Crono said. "Who is this evil you saw?"
"Hey, I haven't thought that far ahead," Trent said with a smile. "Give me a little
time," He began to walk out the door.
"Wait," Lucca said. "How did you know that Gato would malfunction?"
"I saw it in a dream," Trent said. "What else?" At the doorway he stopped. "By
the way, I'm sorry for telling you this on your anniversary, but it couldn't wait any
longer,"
"Don't worry about it," Crono said. Trent left through the door. "Wait a second.
Did we tell him it was our anniversary?"
"No, I don't think so," Marle said. "That guy is way to weird. Thank goodness
he's gone,"
"Yeah," Lucca said. "Well, I had better get to work on taking Gato apart. He
should still be at the fairgrounds,"
"Need any help," Crono asked.
"No thanks," Lucca said. "Go enjoy your special day. I'll get my dad to give me a
hand,"
'Stupid dad,' Lucca thought as she pulled the heavy cart up the stairs to the
fairgrounds. 'Going to Choras without any warning, and he takes the horse too!' Finally,
she reached the spot where the battle had taken place. She put the cart down and took a
minuet to catch her breath. The cart was really heavy, but it was the only one she had that
was big enough to carry the robot.
Lucca looked at the scraped Gato. "To big to pick up," she said. "I'll have to take
him apart and load him up piece by piece,"
"Hey," a voice came from behind her. Trent stood there next to her. "Need a
hand?"
Lucca jumped. "You scared the crap out of me!"
"Sorry," Trent smiled. "Thought you knew I was there." He leaned over and
picked up half the robot and tossed it into the cart. "This guy's really messed up,"
"Yeah, you really did a number on him," Lucca said. "It'll take weeks to get him
up and running again. Most of his internal circuits are fried and the CPU will have to be
replaced,"
Trent frowned as she said this. "I feel bad for making you do all that extra work,
but I didn't see any other way," He threw the other half of the robot into the cart. "At
least I can help you with this,"
"Thanks," Lucca said. "Don't worry about it. I'd have ended up messing with him
anyway. He's been a favorite project of mine for almost a year now,"
Trent started to pull the cart through the crowd. "Lead the way," he said. Lucca
walked next to him. "So you're some kind of inventor?"
"Yeah, I try," she replied. "I've wanted to be an inventor for almost my whole
life, but usually everything goes haywire and blows up. It can be really frustrating,"
"Then why do you keep building stuff if it angers you?" Trent said.
"Well, when I was little, my mom got caught in one of my dad's machines,"
Lucca said. "I tried as hard as I could, but I couldn't shut it down,"
"I'm sorry to hear that," Trent said. "Was she alright?"
"She lived, but she never walked again," Lucca said softly. "I guess I always
blamed myself for it, so I started to learn everything I could about machines. I just
wanted to make up for not being able to help her," Lucca paused. "I don't know why I
just told you that. You must think I'm weird or something. I mean, I just met you and I'm
telling you these horror stories. For some reason, I feel like I can trust you,"
Trent laughed. "Thanks. Where do you live?"
"Just a little ways more," Lucca said. The two walked in silence for a time, until
they came to Lucca's house to the south of Truce. "Just bring it around back," she said.
"Hey could I ask you a favor?" Trent said. He pulled a small flat rectangle out of
his pocket. Small white letters were on the side, but they had faded over time. Two gear
like holes ran through it. "Do you know what this is?"
Lucca took it and studied it. "Hmm… I don't know. Where'd you get this?"
"It was my mom's," Trent said. "She said that it was one of a kind. I just figured
that you could figure out what it was,"
"Well," Lucca said. "I can run some tests on it, but I've never seen anything like
this. It could take some time,"
"Don't worry about it," Trent said. "It can wait. I appreciate it,"
"Thanks for helping me get Gato back here," Lucca said.
"No problem," Trent said. "It's getting late. I should get going,"
"Where to?" Lucca said. "The inn?"
"No," Trent laughed. "That would take money. I don't have any,"
"So where are you staying?" Lucca asked.
Trent shrugged his shoulders. "I'll figure it out,"
"Well, then you're staying here," Lucca said. Trent opened his mouth to protest.
"Shut up! I insist," Lucca said.
"You're a bit pushy, aren't you?" Lucca smiled. "Well, it would be nice to have
some company," Trent said.
"Great," Lucca said. "Come on, I'll show you around," The tour of the house was
short, ending with the two sitting in the living room talking. "So what kind of stuff is
there to do up in the mountain?" Lucca asked.
"Well, I really spend most of my time doing nothing," Trent said. "That's the
great thing about living the simple life. You may not have a lot, but it's really easy to
maintain,"
Lucca laughed. "Yeah, but don't you get bored? I mean, if I'm not working on
something, I go nuts,"
"You're not working on anything now," Trent said. "You seem to be doing just
fine,"
"Don't be smart," Lucca said.
Trent's smile quickly faded. "That reminds me. That friend of yours, Marle. Did I
say something wrong? I mean she seemed to be mad at me. I don't know what I did,"
"Well," Lucca said. "You did tell her that her husband would die again. She's just
a little scared to lose him,"
"Again?" Trent was confused. "I don't get it," So Lucca told the tale of how
Crono died, and how they brought him back using the Crono Trigger. But, since Trent
had been so isolated all his life, the entire story had to be told before he could grasp what
had happened. Trent seemed most interested in the Crono Trigger though, and he asked
several questions about it.
"So you're saying that you can bring anyone back even if they're dead?" he
asked. "How do you get one of these?"
"Well, there are some limitations," Lucca said. "You have to have an exact clone
of the person, and they have to be important to the space-time continuum,"
"Oh," Trent said, sighing heavily. "So you and Crono have been friends for a long
time?"
"Yeah, as long as I can remember," Lucca said. "He's always been there. I guess I
used to have a thing for him when we got back from fighting Lavos, but I never had the
guts to tell him," Lucca paused. "See, there I go telling you my darkest secrets. I don't
know why I keep doing that,"
"Don't worry about it," Trent reassured her. "It's not that uncommon to fall for a
friend. Especially when they've always been there,"
"I guess," Lucca said. "Did you ever want to be more than just friends with
someone?"
"I've never really had any friends," Trent said. "I come to town once in a while,
but mostly I live alone since my mom was killed," He stared at the floor.
An awkward silence followed. Finally Lucca spoke up. "You really miss her,
huh?" Trent nodded. "How did she die?"
"We were being robbed one night, and we tried to stop him," Trent said. "A fool
attacked her and killed her,"
"That's terrible," Lucca said. "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be," Trent said. "It wasn't your fault. Besides, you've kinda helped me.
This is the first time I've ever told anyone that," Trent let out as best a laugh as he could
muster. "I guess I kinda trust you too,"
Lucca smiled. "I'm glad. Well, it's late. I've better be getting to bed. You sure
you'll be ok on the couch?"
"Yes, don't worry," Trent said. "Good night,"
"Good night," Lucca walked up the stairs and into her room. The day had been so
exhausting that she had barely lain down before she was fast asleep.
Lucca awoke several hours later. The moonlight still trickled in through the
shudders. She sat up. An almost inaudible sound caught her attention. 'What is that?' she
thought. After waiting for a while and not hearing anything more, she gave up and tried
to go back to sleep. A few minuets later, the same sound came to her, this time much
more clearly. She found her glasses and made her way downstairs. There she saw Trent,
sitting cross-legged on the couch in the candlelight. His arms were crossed in front of
him, and every now and then he would twitch and emit a soft groan.
"What are you doing?" Lucca said. Trent ignored her. "Are you awake? Hello?"
She poked him, trying to get some kind of a response. "His eyes are open, but it's almost
as if he's asleep," she said to herself. "How strange,"
Suddenly, Trent began to shake for a second. Then he slumped forward and
sighed heavily. Looking up, he saw a very confused Lucca staring at him. "Hello," he
said. "Is it morning already?"
"Umm… what just happened?" Lucca asked. "I came down and saw you sitting
there. It was like you were asleep, except your eyes were open,"
"Oh, I should have told you," Trent said. "Sometimes I go into this trance, and I
try to find things in my mind," Lucca looked at him blankly. "Ok," He explained. "When
I'm in this state, I see these things. I guess you could call them visions. Most of the time,
I see something in the past, like old memories. Other times I see things that haven't
happened yet. When I do this, it's next to impossible to wake me. Understand?"
"Yeah, I think so," Lucca said. "But why were you making noise?"
"Sorry if I woke you, but if the visions are extremely emotional, I can have
physical reactions. I don't have any control over myself," Trent said. "Go back to sleep,"
"Ok," Lucca again walked up the stairs and went to bed.