c h r o n o c r a s h
By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 6: Good-bye
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross, or anything related to it. Square owns it not me, so don't even think of getting me in trouble.
* = Author's note
*Okay, be prepared people, there is good news and bad news. First, the good news, Glenn will be appearing in this chapter! Rejoice! And now for the bad news...... there will be something gruesome. This is now, the turning point to at least PG-13. Thou hast been warned. *
"Kid..." mocked a faraway voice. Kid found herself in inky blackness, with no way of telling where she was. She turned around and saw nothing.
Then the voice beckoned again."Kid.... don't lie down wiz Mon Serge...... you dog."
Kid looked above her and screamed:
"WHAT OR WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
Kid's voice rang from the dream into reality as she thrust herself up from her pillow. She blinked a few times and left herself adjust. Her sweat was cold and she was trembling fiercely. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and gulped in a thick breath. She looked at her clock, 7:30 am. She shakily got out of bed, without a second thought of what the dream meant. She threw on a tight black shirt. She felt that the day would be hot, so she slipped on a pair of khaki shorts. She looked out the window, it was raining hard, but the breeze that was blowing in was hot and humid. She grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. She grabbed her necklace, and ran out of her room. She walked down the steps, as not to make her mother mad. She looked at her mother sadly, as if there was something to worry about. She was so worried about the letter, the dream, and the sudden burst of a voice that seemed to be someone else speaking as Serge was holding her.
Kid gasped as she remembered the last night. Serge and Kid were walking home, as she told Serge about the seriousness of the situation and the past that was so painful. She didn't tell him about what had been so tragic, about the love and things. Her heart beat as she thought of the incident that had happened so suddenly and ended so quickly. Afterwards they walked towards their homes again. Since Serge's house was on the way, Kid had figured they would stop their first. They came to Serge's house and Serge didn't stop. Kid stopped and asked roughly
"Aren't you gonna go home?"
Serge turned around and gave her an innocent look and said:
"I will, I just thought I should walk you home..."
Kid couldn't stop thinking about it. But, she knew she couldn't just stand on the top of the stairs all day. So she stepped down the steps, and her mother looked up. She smiled at Kid, and continued to break the eggs for the omelet she was preparing. Kid walked down and sat down at the table. Her backpack was already packed and sitting next to the door. She felt a little uneasy, a feeling that she couldn't explain. Her mother sat the omelet on the table in front of Kid, and sat down across from Kid.
Schala smiled and said:
"Kid, there's something that I must give you, before things start to get chaotic. Take these,"
Schala handed Kid a little purple bag, with a gold string wrapped around it.
Kid looked at Schala puzzled. "What is it?"
"They are the stars, the very essence of strength. You will understand very soon." Schala smiled slyly. "You have said something with an Australian accent lately, haven't you?"
Kid didn't say anything, but Schala just smiled. She then lifted up a small weapon from the floor, a dagger that shone with all imaginable colors.
"This dagger is yours, Kid. You will soon remember how to use it. Oh, yes. Serge's swallow is inside the bag, I had to make it compact in order to keep suspicion down. And last but not least..." Schala reached down into her apron pocket.
Kid blinked a couple of times at the strange things her mother was giving to her, but she knew that she would somehow need these.
Schala pulled out a strange object. It was completely black except for the many tiny lights inside, that swirled around and around flaunting their brilliant colors.
*Heheh.... TW I found out what I think they look like! ^_^*
"These are you elements. You and Serge will have to share them. I believe there are almost all of the elements that were sent here. As you can see some of them are different..."
Kid peered into the orb, and she saw what her mother was talking about. There were a few things floating and moving inside, different from the swirling lights.
There was a wolf with red markings, that seemed to be followed by a trail of fire. Another was a large yellow snake, that hissed at the little green lights that were teasing it. There was blonde genie, who's hair was flowing everywhere. A black figure was sulking around, it was hooded and looked as thought it were in hell with little hyperactive twinkling lights. There were a few angels fluting around, maintaining order as best they could. There was a little forest sprite that was flying with the genie. A dragon-like salamander that was napping under a bunch of red lights. There was a little spaceship like thing floating above the hooded-man. And lastly, there was a sparkle of lights that were surrounding something. It was a Unicorn with a blue mane, and it legs had blue markings. It's hooves seemed to be made of metal, as did it's horn. It was galloping around leaving a trail of the white sparkles.
Kid's mouth hung open as she gazed upon what she saw.
Schala flicked the orb."Their off balance."
After she flicked the orb, the little sparkles and beings impulsively posed and formed into a circle. The Lights all gathered with their respecting colors and beings. They floated slowly around in a circle, going in a motion from the top to the bottom.
Schala pointed to the red sparkles that had emulated. "These are the red elements, your specialty. Anyone can use these, but you and your fellow red innates use them best."
Schala pointed to the wolf that Kid had spotted first. "This is the 'Red Wolf" Summon Element, you and the other Red Innates can only summon this." Schala then pointed to the Dragon-Salamander."This is "Salamander," like Red Wolf only red innates can summon him. He is the most powerful Red Summon."
Kid nodded in reply.
Schala then pointed to the biggest red sparkles a few slightly bigger than the others, another slightly bigger, another that was slightly bigger, and one enormous one. "The slightly bigger ones are the red high level elements. The three bigger ones are your tech skills, only you can use them."
Schala pointed to the white sparkles."These are the elements Serge and the other white innates will use. "Unicorn," and "Angels" are their summons and so on."
Kid nodded again.
Schala sat back in her chair."Your allies must now be remembering everything, and their tech skills should be with them. You needn't worry about their elements, and they will be easy to find. They will practically come to you. This is all you need."
Kid got up from her chair and picked up her backpack, and turned.
"See ya Mom..."
"Good-bye!" said Schala waving.
Kid walked out onto the grass, it was raining now, and she had to hold her backpack over her head. She ran up the street towards Serge's house. As she came up to his house she saw Serge coming across his lawn, with an umbrella. (Smart boy.)
Serge looked up and noticed Kid. "Heya!"Serge's bandages were gone, so her must have healed quickly. "Where's your umbrella?"
"Well, its good to see you've recovered. I kinda was caught up, with something so I didn't take the time to notice it was raining." Said Kid with a scowl.
"Aw, well we'll have to share then." Serge said pulling up the umbrella. "So, what did your Mom give you this time?"
"A lot of things that had a lot of color," said Kid pulling her backpack off as they walked.
Serge laughed.
Kid pulled out the dagger, purple bag, and the black orb with the elements inside.
Serge blinked.
Kid glanced at Serge."The bag hasn't been opened yet, but your weapon is inside."
"Weapon? Is this what were going to use to fight?" Serge said curiously.
"Yeah, I use a dagger. My Mom says that we'll remember how to use them soon. Now, I'm getting my knickers in a knot about what your weapon is. My Mom called it a "swallow," i don't know what the heck that is," said Kid untying the gold string.
"Your accent is picking up again, I guess you had an Australian accent back then," said Serge.
"Guess so." Kid pulled off the string finally, and a great burst of light shot from it. There were tiny white stars inside, each one barely an individual because of the great light. Inside was a tiny little double bladed object. But, it didn't stay tiny for long. It grew and fell from the bag. It landed with a loud clang on the asphalt. Serge and Kid backed away as the object fell to the ground.
They stared at the green-tinted object for a moment while face-faulting. They looked at each other, and Kid nodded for Serge to pick it up.
Serge bent down and lifted the swallow by it's handle and observed it. The blades were intricately designed and had an extremely sharp blade. The blade was tinted a little bit green, and shone even though the sun was not out.
"Wow... I can feel something emitting from this. It's almost as though I've known how to use it for all my life." Serge slashed at the air, maneuvering and curving like a pro.
Kid grabbed Serge's arm and pulled him down. "OK, later we'll check out our weapons. We need to get to school."
Suddenly, there cam a splatter of feet on the wet asphalt behind them. Serge and Kid turned, only to be knocked over by a group of three people, each with a piece of buttered toast in their mouths. One was about 27 looking, he had small glasses that were now falling off the ridge of his nose, he had long lavender hair that was pulled back in a messy ponytail. He was wearing a suit and holding a black briefcase. The other male had dirty blonde hair and laying on top of Kid, (who's face was being smashed into the ground by the boy) he looked 20-ish and was wearing a suit, and holding a briefcase just like the other. There was also a woman who looked as if she were in her mid 20's. She had long purple hair that went down to the very bottom of her waist. She was wearing a long khaki skirt and was trying ferociously to get it down before the whole world saw her panties.
Kid lifted her head from the asphalt, with an angry look on her face.
"Geddofa me, whoevea ya are!"
Serge just facefaulted. The accent was kicking in again.
The blonde boy got up and brushed himself off. "I-I'm so sorry!" he said.
Kid got up as Serge and the other two did.
"Aw ... that's OK."
The purple haired woman walked up to Serge and Kid, she bowed and said:
"Were very sorry, it's just we were in a hurry to get to our new jobs as teachers at the school that's just up ahead..."
"Hey, we go to school there!" said Serge.
Kid glanced at the blonde guy. "He doesn't look old enough to be a teacher."
"I'm a Student Intern, I'm going with them to learn from them for my teaching career," said the young boy.
"Oh. So who are you guys?" asked Kid.
"Ahem, I'm Professor Karsh," said Karsh holding out his hand for a shake. Kid and Serge shook hands with him.
"I am Ms. Riddel, I teach Language Arts," she said smiling."...and this is Glenn, he's learning to be a Language Arts teacher from me."
Glenn smiled at the two.
Serge smiled back and stated:
"Heheh, my name's Serge. And this is Schala, but everyone just calls her Kid."
Kid nodded in compliance.
Karsh looked down at his watch, and his face exploded with horror.
"Uh..... it's 8:15!!"
Riddel and Glenn jumped up, and said in unison:
"Your kidding...right?!"
"NO! I'M NOT!!" yelled Karsh, dropping his toast.
"C'mon!! WERE GONNA BE LATE!" Kid yelled running ahead through the rain.
Serge, Karsh, Riddel, and Glenn ran beside Kid. Serge figured that umbrella would slow him down, so he threw down the umbrella which would be laying there for most of the day (that is, if the umbrella decides to be a star and become one of Mary Poppins umbrellas).
The bell was beginning to ring, and the heard of students moved in from the rain. They ran inside and they all let out an enormous sigh of relief. They all ran to their lockers and assigned classrooms. The day continued normally, (about as normal as it could be) Ms. Mettalium winked at Serge during math class. For some reason Tsuyosa and his gang were spine-tinglingly quiet. Everything seemed fine.
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Schala has been doing housework all day, preparing the meals for Kid and her to share and maybe even Serge would come. She was very happy, and was doing some left over dishes in the sink, giving herself dishpan hands.
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A glimmer of silver flickered at the window, someone was watching her. The silver haired girl grinned and whispered to herself:
"I've found you, Schala...."
Schala hummed to herself a little, thinking about when the sun would come out again.
The silver haired girl phased out and reappeared in the den. She looked around, and phased in an enormous silver scythe, it was encrypted with black symbols such as five-pointed stars, encased in circles, and ancient writing s long forgotten. She phased out again.
Schala looked out the window, the sun had come bursting through the gray, bleak encasement of the clouds. Schala turned away from the dishes and went to the window to bask in the sun.
The silver-haired girl phased in behind Schala, the scythe in hand. She grinned and said slowly:
"Schala...."
Schala spun around, almost knowing she was in danger. But before she could do anything, the silver-haired girl said and swung:
"....guess WHO!" The silver haired girl's last word strained as she swung the scythe at Schala's neck.
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Kid jumped suddenly, from what was almost a deep sleep during class.
Serge turned to her and gave her a puzzled look.
She gave a calm look, and waved her hand that nothing was wrong.
After the school bell rang, Serge and Kid strolled outside. They felt a little awkward, but fine notheless. Just before they were leaving through the fence, some voices stymied them from leaving.
Karsh, Riddel, and Glenn ran up to the two. They had different looks on their faces, they seemed changed somehow. They looked at them and said:
"Okay ... we just had really strange feelings, and we had flashes of some kind of disaster. We remember ... the past!" said Glenn lifting himself up higher.
"Oh, so ya remembered ... that's good." Kid blinked at what she was saying, and then shrugged it off. "Might as well get used TA it."
Serge nodded."Yeah, its not gonna be the same anymore is it?"
Riddel turned to the two."We must find the others, and quickly. Were going to need all the help we can get."
Kid nodded."Yeah, but that's for another day ... we'll find them later."
They all smiled and went their separate ways. Kid and Serge headed to Kid's house. They were busy looking at the little globe of elements. They were off balance again, and were doing the oddest things.
"HA! Look at Thunda Snake! It looks like it's got it's eyes set on Genie!" said Serge pointing to the snake who kept on sighing when it tried to talk to Genie.
"Yeah, it looks like the Angels and Grim Reaper are dukin it out, like little whiny brats!"
said Kid laughing at the Grim Reaper putting its hands on it's hips, while the Angels drooped in frustration.
"Ah, better put them away. Were almost to your house," said Serge.
Kid stuffed them into her bag, and flipped it back up on her back.
The two came walking up to Kid's house, expecting the same-old-same-old. But as they came up to the house, they saw yellow police line tape wrapped around the outer lawn of the house. Police men, detectives and reporters were walking around the lawn. Kid and Serge's eyes widened, they hastily ran up to the line. A police man stepped in front of them and said gruffly:
"I'm sorry, but this house is under investigation, no one may pass."
"But, I LIVE here!!" Kid yelled pushing through the police man with Serge following close behind. She ran up the porch stairs where another police man stood, blocking the door to the house. The police man looked down at Kid, and said:
"Do you live here?"
"Yes," yelled Kid.
Serge stood behind Kid, looking concerned.
"Then, I still cannot let you pass. Your mother has been murdered....." the police man said with a grim look of regret on his face."Someone snuck in and decollated your mother's..." he couldn't bear to say what the other word for it was.
But, Kid knew just what he was going to say. Her eyes broadened and she started to stumble backwards with disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Serge's mouth hung open and his eyes also widened. Kid's eyes welled up with tears, her eyes didn't move even when they rolled down her cheek. She turned around quickly to Serge. A few tears dropped from her eyes, and she totally broke down onto Serge. She was wailing into his shirt, and her felt her tears bleed through. She hiccupped as she cried, gasping for the air. Serge slowly closed his eyes, and held her against him. She wept and asked:
"WHY?! WHY?! Why my Mom?! WHY?!"
Serge moved his head down to her shoulders and squeezed her tight. He didn't say anything, he just kept on holding on to her. As if it would make all the difference in the world....
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End Chapter 6
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Fruit Loop #2: There you have it, the first bit of hell in the story.
By Yoru-chan
(hikaru67@aol.com)
Chapter 6: Good-bye
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross, or anything related to it. Square owns it not me, so don't even think of getting me in trouble.
* = Author's note
*Okay, be prepared people, there is good news and bad news. First, the good news, Glenn will be appearing in this chapter! Rejoice! And now for the bad news...... there will be something gruesome. This is now, the turning point to at least PG-13. Thou hast been warned. *
"Kid..." mocked a faraway voice. Kid found herself in inky blackness, with no way of telling where she was. She turned around and saw nothing.
Then the voice beckoned again."Kid.... don't lie down wiz Mon Serge...... you dog."
Kid looked above her and screamed:
"WHAT OR WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
Kid's voice rang from the dream into reality as she thrust herself up from her pillow. She blinked a few times and left herself adjust. Her sweat was cold and she was trembling fiercely. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and gulped in a thick breath. She looked at her clock, 7:30 am. She shakily got out of bed, without a second thought of what the dream meant. She threw on a tight black shirt. She felt that the day would be hot, so she slipped on a pair of khaki shorts. She looked out the window, it was raining hard, but the breeze that was blowing in was hot and humid. She grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. She grabbed her necklace, and ran out of her room. She walked down the steps, as not to make her mother mad. She looked at her mother sadly, as if there was something to worry about. She was so worried about the letter, the dream, and the sudden burst of a voice that seemed to be someone else speaking as Serge was holding her.
Kid gasped as she remembered the last night. Serge and Kid were walking home, as she told Serge about the seriousness of the situation and the past that was so painful. She didn't tell him about what had been so tragic, about the love and things. Her heart beat as she thought of the incident that had happened so suddenly and ended so quickly. Afterwards they walked towards their homes again. Since Serge's house was on the way, Kid had figured they would stop their first. They came to Serge's house and Serge didn't stop. Kid stopped and asked roughly
"Aren't you gonna go home?"
Serge turned around and gave her an innocent look and said:
"I will, I just thought I should walk you home..."
Kid couldn't stop thinking about it. But, she knew she couldn't just stand on the top of the stairs all day. So she stepped down the steps, and her mother looked up. She smiled at Kid, and continued to break the eggs for the omelet she was preparing. Kid walked down and sat down at the table. Her backpack was already packed and sitting next to the door. She felt a little uneasy, a feeling that she couldn't explain. Her mother sat the omelet on the table in front of Kid, and sat down across from Kid.
Schala smiled and said:
"Kid, there's something that I must give you, before things start to get chaotic. Take these,"
Schala handed Kid a little purple bag, with a gold string wrapped around it.
Kid looked at Schala puzzled. "What is it?"
"They are the stars, the very essence of strength. You will understand very soon." Schala smiled slyly. "You have said something with an Australian accent lately, haven't you?"
Kid didn't say anything, but Schala just smiled. She then lifted up a small weapon from the floor, a dagger that shone with all imaginable colors.
"This dagger is yours, Kid. You will soon remember how to use it. Oh, yes. Serge's swallow is inside the bag, I had to make it compact in order to keep suspicion down. And last but not least..." Schala reached down into her apron pocket.
Kid blinked a couple of times at the strange things her mother was giving to her, but she knew that she would somehow need these.
Schala pulled out a strange object. It was completely black except for the many tiny lights inside, that swirled around and around flaunting their brilliant colors.
*Heheh.... TW I found out what I think they look like! ^_^*
"These are you elements. You and Serge will have to share them. I believe there are almost all of the elements that were sent here. As you can see some of them are different..."
Kid peered into the orb, and she saw what her mother was talking about. There were a few things floating and moving inside, different from the swirling lights.
There was a wolf with red markings, that seemed to be followed by a trail of fire. Another was a large yellow snake, that hissed at the little green lights that were teasing it. There was blonde genie, who's hair was flowing everywhere. A black figure was sulking around, it was hooded and looked as thought it were in hell with little hyperactive twinkling lights. There were a few angels fluting around, maintaining order as best they could. There was a little forest sprite that was flying with the genie. A dragon-like salamander that was napping under a bunch of red lights. There was a little spaceship like thing floating above the hooded-man. And lastly, there was a sparkle of lights that were surrounding something. It was a Unicorn with a blue mane, and it legs had blue markings. It's hooves seemed to be made of metal, as did it's horn. It was galloping around leaving a trail of the white sparkles.
Kid's mouth hung open as she gazed upon what she saw.
Schala flicked the orb."Their off balance."
After she flicked the orb, the little sparkles and beings impulsively posed and formed into a circle. The Lights all gathered with their respecting colors and beings. They floated slowly around in a circle, going in a motion from the top to the bottom.
Schala pointed to the red sparkles that had emulated. "These are the red elements, your specialty. Anyone can use these, but you and your fellow red innates use them best."
Schala pointed to the wolf that Kid had spotted first. "This is the 'Red Wolf" Summon Element, you and the other Red Innates can only summon this." Schala then pointed to the Dragon-Salamander."This is "Salamander," like Red Wolf only red innates can summon him. He is the most powerful Red Summon."
Kid nodded in reply.
Schala then pointed to the biggest red sparkles a few slightly bigger than the others, another slightly bigger, another that was slightly bigger, and one enormous one. "The slightly bigger ones are the red high level elements. The three bigger ones are your tech skills, only you can use them."
Schala pointed to the white sparkles."These are the elements Serge and the other white innates will use. "Unicorn," and "Angels" are their summons and so on."
Kid nodded again.
Schala sat back in her chair."Your allies must now be remembering everything, and their tech skills should be with them. You needn't worry about their elements, and they will be easy to find. They will practically come to you. This is all you need."
Kid got up from her chair and picked up her backpack, and turned.
"See ya Mom..."
"Good-bye!" said Schala waving.
Kid walked out onto the grass, it was raining now, and she had to hold her backpack over her head. She ran up the street towards Serge's house. As she came up to his house she saw Serge coming across his lawn, with an umbrella. (Smart boy.)
Serge looked up and noticed Kid. "Heya!"Serge's bandages were gone, so her must have healed quickly. "Where's your umbrella?"
"Well, its good to see you've recovered. I kinda was caught up, with something so I didn't take the time to notice it was raining." Said Kid with a scowl.
"Aw, well we'll have to share then." Serge said pulling up the umbrella. "So, what did your Mom give you this time?"
"A lot of things that had a lot of color," said Kid pulling her backpack off as they walked.
Serge laughed.
Kid pulled out the dagger, purple bag, and the black orb with the elements inside.
Serge blinked.
Kid glanced at Serge."The bag hasn't been opened yet, but your weapon is inside."
"Weapon? Is this what were going to use to fight?" Serge said curiously.
"Yeah, I use a dagger. My Mom says that we'll remember how to use them soon. Now, I'm getting my knickers in a knot about what your weapon is. My Mom called it a "swallow," i don't know what the heck that is," said Kid untying the gold string.
"Your accent is picking up again, I guess you had an Australian accent back then," said Serge.
"Guess so." Kid pulled off the string finally, and a great burst of light shot from it. There were tiny white stars inside, each one barely an individual because of the great light. Inside was a tiny little double bladed object. But, it didn't stay tiny for long. It grew and fell from the bag. It landed with a loud clang on the asphalt. Serge and Kid backed away as the object fell to the ground.
They stared at the green-tinted object for a moment while face-faulting. They looked at each other, and Kid nodded for Serge to pick it up.
Serge bent down and lifted the swallow by it's handle and observed it. The blades were intricately designed and had an extremely sharp blade. The blade was tinted a little bit green, and shone even though the sun was not out.
"Wow... I can feel something emitting from this. It's almost as though I've known how to use it for all my life." Serge slashed at the air, maneuvering and curving like a pro.
Kid grabbed Serge's arm and pulled him down. "OK, later we'll check out our weapons. We need to get to school."
Suddenly, there cam a splatter of feet on the wet asphalt behind them. Serge and Kid turned, only to be knocked over by a group of three people, each with a piece of buttered toast in their mouths. One was about 27 looking, he had small glasses that were now falling off the ridge of his nose, he had long lavender hair that was pulled back in a messy ponytail. He was wearing a suit and holding a black briefcase. The other male had dirty blonde hair and laying on top of Kid, (who's face was being smashed into the ground by the boy) he looked 20-ish and was wearing a suit, and holding a briefcase just like the other. There was also a woman who looked as if she were in her mid 20's. She had long purple hair that went down to the very bottom of her waist. She was wearing a long khaki skirt and was trying ferociously to get it down before the whole world saw her panties.
Kid lifted her head from the asphalt, with an angry look on her face.
"Geddofa me, whoevea ya are!"
Serge just facefaulted. The accent was kicking in again.
The blonde boy got up and brushed himself off. "I-I'm so sorry!" he said.
Kid got up as Serge and the other two did.
"Aw ... that's OK."
The purple haired woman walked up to Serge and Kid, she bowed and said:
"Were very sorry, it's just we were in a hurry to get to our new jobs as teachers at the school that's just up ahead..."
"Hey, we go to school there!" said Serge.
Kid glanced at the blonde guy. "He doesn't look old enough to be a teacher."
"I'm a Student Intern, I'm going with them to learn from them for my teaching career," said the young boy.
"Oh. So who are you guys?" asked Kid.
"Ahem, I'm Professor Karsh," said Karsh holding out his hand for a shake. Kid and Serge shook hands with him.
"I am Ms. Riddel, I teach Language Arts," she said smiling."...and this is Glenn, he's learning to be a Language Arts teacher from me."
Glenn smiled at the two.
Serge smiled back and stated:
"Heheh, my name's Serge. And this is Schala, but everyone just calls her Kid."
Kid nodded in compliance.
Karsh looked down at his watch, and his face exploded with horror.
"Uh..... it's 8:15!!"
Riddel and Glenn jumped up, and said in unison:
"Your kidding...right?!"
"NO! I'M NOT!!" yelled Karsh, dropping his toast.
"C'mon!! WERE GONNA BE LATE!" Kid yelled running ahead through the rain.
Serge, Karsh, Riddel, and Glenn ran beside Kid. Serge figured that umbrella would slow him down, so he threw down the umbrella which would be laying there for most of the day (that is, if the umbrella decides to be a star and become one of Mary Poppins umbrellas).
The bell was beginning to ring, and the heard of students moved in from the rain. They ran inside and they all let out an enormous sigh of relief. They all ran to their lockers and assigned classrooms. The day continued normally, (about as normal as it could be) Ms. Mettalium winked at Serge during math class. For some reason Tsuyosa and his gang were spine-tinglingly quiet. Everything seemed fine.
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Schala has been doing housework all day, preparing the meals for Kid and her to share and maybe even Serge would come. She was very happy, and was doing some left over dishes in the sink, giving herself dishpan hands.
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A glimmer of silver flickered at the window, someone was watching her. The silver haired girl grinned and whispered to herself:
"I've found you, Schala...."
Schala hummed to herself a little, thinking about when the sun would come out again.
The silver haired girl phased out and reappeared in the den. She looked around, and phased in an enormous silver scythe, it was encrypted with black symbols such as five-pointed stars, encased in circles, and ancient writing s long forgotten. She phased out again.
Schala looked out the window, the sun had come bursting through the gray, bleak encasement of the clouds. Schala turned away from the dishes and went to the window to bask in the sun.
The silver-haired girl phased in behind Schala, the scythe in hand. She grinned and said slowly:
"Schala...."
Schala spun around, almost knowing she was in danger. But before she could do anything, the silver-haired girl said and swung:
"....guess WHO!" The silver haired girl's last word strained as she swung the scythe at Schala's neck.
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Kid jumped suddenly, from what was almost a deep sleep during class.
Serge turned to her and gave her a puzzled look.
She gave a calm look, and waved her hand that nothing was wrong.
After the school bell rang, Serge and Kid strolled outside. They felt a little awkward, but fine notheless. Just before they were leaving through the fence, some voices stymied them from leaving.
Karsh, Riddel, and Glenn ran up to the two. They had different looks on their faces, they seemed changed somehow. They looked at them and said:
"Okay ... we just had really strange feelings, and we had flashes of some kind of disaster. We remember ... the past!" said Glenn lifting himself up higher.
"Oh, so ya remembered ... that's good." Kid blinked at what she was saying, and then shrugged it off. "Might as well get used TA it."
Serge nodded."Yeah, its not gonna be the same anymore is it?"
Riddel turned to the two."We must find the others, and quickly. Were going to need all the help we can get."
Kid nodded."Yeah, but that's for another day ... we'll find them later."
They all smiled and went their separate ways. Kid and Serge headed to Kid's house. They were busy looking at the little globe of elements. They were off balance again, and were doing the oddest things.
"HA! Look at Thunda Snake! It looks like it's got it's eyes set on Genie!" said Serge pointing to the snake who kept on sighing when it tried to talk to Genie.
"Yeah, it looks like the Angels and Grim Reaper are dukin it out, like little whiny brats!"
said Kid laughing at the Grim Reaper putting its hands on it's hips, while the Angels drooped in frustration.
"Ah, better put them away. Were almost to your house," said Serge.
Kid stuffed them into her bag, and flipped it back up on her back.
The two came walking up to Kid's house, expecting the same-old-same-old. But as they came up to the house, they saw yellow police line tape wrapped around the outer lawn of the house. Police men, detectives and reporters were walking around the lawn. Kid and Serge's eyes widened, they hastily ran up to the line. A police man stepped in front of them and said gruffly:
"I'm sorry, but this house is under investigation, no one may pass."
"But, I LIVE here!!" Kid yelled pushing through the police man with Serge following close behind. She ran up the porch stairs where another police man stood, blocking the door to the house. The police man looked down at Kid, and said:
"Do you live here?"
"Yes," yelled Kid.
Serge stood behind Kid, looking concerned.
"Then, I still cannot let you pass. Your mother has been murdered....." the police man said with a grim look of regret on his face."Someone snuck in and decollated your mother's..." he couldn't bear to say what the other word for it was.
But, Kid knew just what he was going to say. Her eyes broadened and she started to stumble backwards with disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Serge's mouth hung open and his eyes also widened. Kid's eyes welled up with tears, her eyes didn't move even when they rolled down her cheek. She turned around quickly to Serge. A few tears dropped from her eyes, and she totally broke down onto Serge. She was wailing into his shirt, and her felt her tears bleed through. She hiccupped as she cried, gasping for the air. Serge slowly closed his eyes, and held her against him. She wept and asked:
"WHY?! WHY?! Why my Mom?! WHY?!"
Serge moved his head down to her shoulders and squeezed her tight. He didn't say anything, he just kept on holding on to her. As if it would make all the difference in the world....
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End Chapter 6
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Fruit Loop #2: There you have it, the first bit of hell in the story.