Chapter 8
"Hello everybody, Ayla missed friends!" Ayla yelled when she and the other
three were back in the end of time.
"It is nice to see thou to again." Frog said. "And as you see, we have some
new friends, did they explain the situation?"
"Yes, but Ayla don't understand."
"I tried to explain, but it was no use." Robo said.
"I can see why." Aya started. "No offence blondie, but you don't look that
smart."
"Ayla knows that, what does blondie mean?"
"Uhm. You hair is blond, so I call you a blondie, just like I call all the
twins brownies, and Petra is a red-head."
"How do you call Till then?" Maya asked her sister.
"A shy guy."
"How about Robo?" She asked again, starting to like it.
"Tin can."
"And Genki?" Petra suggested.
"Coward."
"Hey!"
"Face it Genki, you're scared of everything that's bigger than you." Maya
said.
"That hurts." Genki said sadly. Everybody started laughing.
"How about Frog?"
"What do you think?"
"And Magus?" Genki said this time.
"Oh him? He's just a down-right creep."
"That's an understatement." Frog said.
"There we go again." Maya said, and she sighed. "You two are impossible."
"Indeed we are." A voice said from behind, startling everybody.
"I see thou hath returned, Magus." Frog said, his voice filled with venom.
"How long did thou stand there?"
"Long enough to know how our little tomboy thinks about me." Magus
answered, walking towards the spot he usually stands staring into
nothingness, not saying another word.
"Boy is he in a bad mood." Robo said. "But then again, he always is."
"What's that noise?" Till said.
"It appears that Crono arrived with Epoch." Robo stated.
"It's about time." Magus said.
"What the f*** is Epoch?!" Aya asked confused.
"Epoch flies trough time." Was Ayla's simple, but clear answer. And after a
while Crono, Lucca and Marle jumped from Epoch onto the platform.
"Hello everybody. We missed you." Marle exclaimed. "Oh, and who are you
girls?"
"My name is Maya. And this is my big sister Aya."
"Hi, wazzup?"
"And I'm Mari, and this is my twin sister Kari."
"Hello." Marle then walked towards Till. And bended over to look in his
eyes.
"And who are you?" She asked nicely.
"Eh. H..hi my name is Till." He said softly.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Marle."
"And I'm Lucca, the genius."
"Crono is the name, and sword-fighting my fame."
"You two are the symbols of modesty." Magus said, with a note of sarcasm.
"They really are." Marle added with a giggle. "By the way Magus, where are
Pogapo, Brian and Petra?"
"If they aren't here they must be still at the square."
"But that means, they were still there when we were attacked."
"Yes we were."
"You to?! But why didn't you help?" Crono interrupted.
"Why should I, you guys handled them alone, didn't you?"
"Yes, but it was a close call, we could use some help."
"What do I look like, a baby-sitter? You better take care of your own
bussiness." Crono started to get really angry now.
"Magus, you're such a yerk, it's no miracle nobody likes you."
A tensed silence.
Magus looked at Crono and the others could've sworn that for a moment he
looked really hurt, but then his stare changed to a mixture of anger and
indifferency.
"Fine then, if that's your opinion, find yourself another entity." He said
and marched towards the platform. Lucca tried to stop him.
"Magus wait." She said, while pulling at his arm. "You can't go."
"Lucca, if you don't want to die a slow and painfull death, let go of my
arm. Now!" Magus answered, and Lucca did, after a few seconds there was a
flash of light and Magus was gone.
"Nice going, Bono." Aya said.
"But I didn't mean it! How could I know that he would take it so serious."
Crono said, realizing his mistake.
"What's going on? Where's Magus?" Petra, who arrived with the others,
asked.
"Mister nice guy here made him leave." Aya said while pointing at a guilty
looking Crono.
"Aw that's just great, we're finally all together and now you scare one
away!" She yelled.
"I told you I'm sorry!" Crono yelled.
"Better tell that to Magus." Marle said, and she pointed towards the
platform.
"Yeah I know, so who's coming with me?"
"No one, you caused this mess, so you better solve it."
"Alright, Alright. I'm going." Crono said and he to walked towards the
platform, and with a flash, he was gone.
"Miss Latoya. Bad news, we could'nt get any new life-force because everybody has been avoiding the spot we're appearing." One of the Molochs said, while entering the control-room of their base. "That's to bad. But don't worry, I've just found something that will solve both our problems." Latoya, who was in her juneville state, said. "And that is?" "See that flashing dot over there?" She said, while pointing at a map on a big screen, in the middle flickered a red dot. "Magus is over there, and he's al alone." "Ah, I see, the perfect circumstance for our plan." "Our plan? It was my plan!" Said Latoya, sounding like a spoiled little brat. "Alright, your plan." The bug said with a sigh, he was used to this childish behaviour. "Let's go then." "Okay." The girl jumped on the ground and ran enthiousiast towards another room. "Make sure you bring your best bugs with you." She said. And dissapeared. "Causing terror for thousands of years and we're reduced to baby-sitters." The bug said, and walked of as well.
Magus was enraged when he stepped out of the time-portal. What made him even more pissed was that he took the wrong gate. He was now in Truce canyon, the year 600. This was just perfect, of all the times he had to arrive in this erra. The people hated them here. Should he go back? No way. But where should he go then? He couldn't be here, he knew for sure that they would follow him. So away from here, and he walked of, still raging. After a while he arrived at Truce village. Everywhere he came people avoided him, and windows and doors were closed shut wherever he walked by. Fear. Everywhere he goes he caused fear. He didn't have to do anything, just be himself and he had people running from him. His anger slowly started to turn into sadness. He wanted to get out of here, be alone. And he knew just the spot where to be.
"Magus! Hey Magus! Where are you?!" Crono shouted, but there was no answer. "Great, just great, I make one little mistake and I'm on a search alone. Now where could he be?" He searched trough the bushes, but then he heard a noise, and the time-portal opened again. "I still don't know why those stupid humans can time-travel with only three beings." A rasping voice said, making Crono stay in the bushes. "It has got something to do with that stupid end of time, the only place where we can't go." A simulair voice said, and at least a dozen Molochs stepped out of the portal, with a small girl following them. "Cut the scientific chit-chat, we got to find Magus." The girl said. Why are they after Magus? Crono taught to himself. But the only answer he could think of was to convince Magus to join them, he was the entity of shadow, after all. Would Magus give in? Not a chance, Crono knew Magus would never ally himself with those creeps. But the fight they had might have mad Magus change his mind. No! I have to stop thinking so negative about him! Even if he's the most feared person in history and he was the reason I got blown up. Never mind, let's follow the bugs.
Denadoro mountains, a desolate spot. Perfect to be alone with my mind. Magus taught when he arrived. He walked a while, he came to a halt on a to familiar spot; the place where he killed Cyrus. "Nothing much has changed around here." He said to himself while he checked the scenery. The place was almost the same like ten years ago, only a rock on the place he stood, he walked towards it and settled down. Memories came to him, memories from when he was the king of mystics. Memories of raiding towns, slaughtering hunderds- no thousands of the king's soldiers and causing fear to all the people of Guardia. He gritted his teeth when Crono's words echoed trough his head once again, 'You're such a jerk, it's no miracle nobody likes you.' Yes he was a jerk, no. being a jerk would be a compliment compared what he was. Hell-spawn. Cyrus used that word for naming him, and Magus knew he was a Hell-spawn to all the people in this age. Everybody in every age hated him, excluding the prehistorie. In the dark ages the Enlighted ones hated him as the prophet and were convinced he was the reason that Zeal was destroyed. And the rest knew him, of course, as Magus, an evil warlock who wanted to destroy human race. "Damnit!" He said softly, he brought all of this himself and he knew it. He stood up, and fried a tree which was standing in front of him. It didn't make him feel much better, and when he stood there, some tears managed to squeeze itself trough his emotional defenses. All he was good at was creating destruction and chaos, how would anybody like him, or love him, or care for him. He was on his own, and he deserved it, he knew he deserved it. He would go back to the dark ages, staying away from everybody, living on his own and cause no more terror. The world would be a better place without him, he knew that for sure. He started to walk down the mountain- path. Crack. A little sound, but Magus heard it, and turned his head towards the sounds, expecting a goblin or an ogan, but he saw nothing. He then heard a girlish giggle from the other side, he turned his head again and he still saw nothing. "Whoever you are, show yourself or you be sorry." He said. No answer. "I'm warning you, come out now!" He said, pulling out his scythe, and out of the bushes walked a little girl with a straw hat came out. "Hello, Magus." She said. "So we finally meet."
Finally they meet the big boss? Well. at least Magus does, will they fight, and will Magus win? And will Ctono find the guts to apologize? All that and more in the next chapter.
"Miss Latoya. Bad news, we could'nt get any new life-force because everybody has been avoiding the spot we're appearing." One of the Molochs said, while entering the control-room of their base. "That's to bad. But don't worry, I've just found something that will solve both our problems." Latoya, who was in her juneville state, said. "And that is?" "See that flashing dot over there?" She said, while pointing at a map on a big screen, in the middle flickered a red dot. "Magus is over there, and he's al alone." "Ah, I see, the perfect circumstance for our plan." "Our plan? It was my plan!" Said Latoya, sounding like a spoiled little brat. "Alright, your plan." The bug said with a sigh, he was used to this childish behaviour. "Let's go then." "Okay." The girl jumped on the ground and ran enthiousiast towards another room. "Make sure you bring your best bugs with you." She said. And dissapeared. "Causing terror for thousands of years and we're reduced to baby-sitters." The bug said, and walked of as well.
Magus was enraged when he stepped out of the time-portal. What made him even more pissed was that he took the wrong gate. He was now in Truce canyon, the year 600. This was just perfect, of all the times he had to arrive in this erra. The people hated them here. Should he go back? No way. But where should he go then? He couldn't be here, he knew for sure that they would follow him. So away from here, and he walked of, still raging. After a while he arrived at Truce village. Everywhere he came people avoided him, and windows and doors were closed shut wherever he walked by. Fear. Everywhere he goes he caused fear. He didn't have to do anything, just be himself and he had people running from him. His anger slowly started to turn into sadness. He wanted to get out of here, be alone. And he knew just the spot where to be.
"Magus! Hey Magus! Where are you?!" Crono shouted, but there was no answer. "Great, just great, I make one little mistake and I'm on a search alone. Now where could he be?" He searched trough the bushes, but then he heard a noise, and the time-portal opened again. "I still don't know why those stupid humans can time-travel with only three beings." A rasping voice said, making Crono stay in the bushes. "It has got something to do with that stupid end of time, the only place where we can't go." A simulair voice said, and at least a dozen Molochs stepped out of the portal, with a small girl following them. "Cut the scientific chit-chat, we got to find Magus." The girl said. Why are they after Magus? Crono taught to himself. But the only answer he could think of was to convince Magus to join them, he was the entity of shadow, after all. Would Magus give in? Not a chance, Crono knew Magus would never ally himself with those creeps. But the fight they had might have mad Magus change his mind. No! I have to stop thinking so negative about him! Even if he's the most feared person in history and he was the reason I got blown up. Never mind, let's follow the bugs.
Denadoro mountains, a desolate spot. Perfect to be alone with my mind. Magus taught when he arrived. He walked a while, he came to a halt on a to familiar spot; the place where he killed Cyrus. "Nothing much has changed around here." He said to himself while he checked the scenery. The place was almost the same like ten years ago, only a rock on the place he stood, he walked towards it and settled down. Memories came to him, memories from when he was the king of mystics. Memories of raiding towns, slaughtering hunderds- no thousands of the king's soldiers and causing fear to all the people of Guardia. He gritted his teeth when Crono's words echoed trough his head once again, 'You're such a jerk, it's no miracle nobody likes you.' Yes he was a jerk, no. being a jerk would be a compliment compared what he was. Hell-spawn. Cyrus used that word for naming him, and Magus knew he was a Hell-spawn to all the people in this age. Everybody in every age hated him, excluding the prehistorie. In the dark ages the Enlighted ones hated him as the prophet and were convinced he was the reason that Zeal was destroyed. And the rest knew him, of course, as Magus, an evil warlock who wanted to destroy human race. "Damnit!" He said softly, he brought all of this himself and he knew it. He stood up, and fried a tree which was standing in front of him. It didn't make him feel much better, and when he stood there, some tears managed to squeeze itself trough his emotional defenses. All he was good at was creating destruction and chaos, how would anybody like him, or love him, or care for him. He was on his own, and he deserved it, he knew he deserved it. He would go back to the dark ages, staying away from everybody, living on his own and cause no more terror. The world would be a better place without him, he knew that for sure. He started to walk down the mountain- path. Crack. A little sound, but Magus heard it, and turned his head towards the sounds, expecting a goblin or an ogan, but he saw nothing. He then heard a girlish giggle from the other side, he turned his head again and he still saw nothing. "Whoever you are, show yourself or you be sorry." He said. No answer. "I'm warning you, come out now!" He said, pulling out his scythe, and out of the bushes walked a little girl with a straw hat came out. "Hello, Magus." She said. "So we finally meet."
Finally they meet the big boss? Well. at least Magus does, will they fight, and will Magus win? And will Ctono find the guts to apologize? All that and more in the next chapter.