Chrono Cross: Time of
Reminiscence
Disclaimer: Well I
should say, once again, that I don't own Chrono Cross or the characters or
anything in that game, it's rightfully for Squaresoft.
*Sorry for the long wait, I just got
back from my big birthday vacation at Long Beach. I was gonna put this up back
in July, but it seems stuff just came up and kept me busy. And the site was
having trouble, so my timing right then was bad. But anyways, thanks for the
reviews. It really encourages me to write more. Well anyways, enjoy 2nd
chapter! And, just in case, this is my first fanfic story of Chrono Cross. So
be easy on me, 'kay?
Chapter 2- Arni
Village: Remembering the old days and recalling dreams come.
"Kidd, hang in there. I'll take
care of you. Just hang on! Don't leave me!" Footsteps where heard running
fast in the grassy plain.
"Oh, its you Serge, why are you
running so fast like that? Oh my, who's this?"
"Sorry, I can't talk right now.
I'm in a hurry to help her." A door swung open with a loud smack.
"Mom, are you here!? Kidd needs help!"
"Serge, why are you home early? And
who is this… Kidd? Wait...don't tell me that the young girl you're holding
is-"
"Yeah mom, she needs help!"
A squeaky door opened, entering a room with two wind chimes that made a
mystical sound from the rhythm of the wind. Movement suddenly protruded her
body and someone laid her on a soft thing.
"Kidd, don't worry. I try my best
to get you well." Something warm came on her cheek and footsteps started
to fade away.
Kidd opened her eyes, after recalling
the sounds and feelings she felt and heard during her knock out.
"Oi...what just happened to me...?"
She slowly sat up, looking around.
"How did I end up here? Wait, me amulet!" She looked into her pouch
but didn't find her belt and her dagger. "Where the bloody hell is me
things? Agh, my over-shirt is gone too. Whoever stole me stuff is gonna get
their arse kicked," she retorted and leaped out of bed crossly.
But instead of landing, she stumbled
and fell to the ground, almost hitting the nightstand. "Oof! Bugger, I'm
still weak in the legs!" she retorted again. A picture frame fell on her
face, as she was about to get up. "Agh, what the...! Err...stupid thing!
I'm gonna..."
Kidd was about to throw it until
something caught her eye. She slowly glimpse at it. "This...is," Kidd
slowly fingered the image, dazed, "...a picture of...all of us...before we went
off to defeat the Devourer of Time..." gasped Kidd in surprise. "But
only all forty-two of us have this picture so we can remember this whole
adventure in our hearts. So...this must be Serge's room." She heard the
little wind chimes, glimmering in the sunlight as it made its mystical sound
with the sea breeze.
"Well,
that's stupid of me. I shouldn't figure it out by now with the wind chimes. I guess
this is what I get for being unconscious for...sometime. Come to think of it,
where's Serge?"
With
nothing else to do until Serge comes back, Kidd started to explore his room.
She never had a chance to look in his room with all the adventures around.
Frankly, the things he collects and his room all neat somehow amazed Kidd;
books in shelves and two on the desk, the surface of his drawer full with
pictures and shells that look beautiful, a chair near the balcony, looking
towards the ocean, and many stuff that she couldn't name.
"So
this how Serge's room looks like. Oi, it's cleaner than Korcha's, no offense of
course. And more of those pictures too."
She
picked the nearest one on the drawer and began to look at it. Without a doubt,
it was Serge when he was three with his father Wazuki. "Aww, how cute
Serge was. He'll probably be embarrassed when I show him these. But, it's sad
that he lost his father at a young age. Poor Serge."
Kidd
started to pick another one after putting back the first one. This time, it was
a picture of Serge and Leena at the age of seven, smiling at Opassa Beach.
"Cute too. I guess they were swimming at Opassa Beach when they took this
pic. Wait, this scene looks awfully familiar. Ah well, on to the next one."
Another
image she picked up is when Serge was seventeen, with his mom and Leena at age
sixteen. "I wouldn't say anything about this pic but he sure is taller
than his mom."
The
last picture she saw on the drawer was a pic of Serge, Glenn, and herself at the
entrance of Termina, posing. "Hehehe, I remember this day. We went to
Termina to get some drinks before kicking the arse off of the Devourer of Time.
I was pretty sure that Serge and Glenn got real drunk with Sake that we got
kicked out of the bar."
Kidd
walked around a bit and sat back down on the bed, her legs feeling weak.
"What's wrong with me today? I feel all jittery and weak." She leaned
back on the pillow and looked up the ceiling, thinking about those memories.
Her eyes darted around the room until to her surprise; another picture was on
the nightstand, near the bed and facing Kidd.
"Huh,
what's this?" She sat up and looked at it. "Wait...a minute...this
picture...it's..." stumbled Kidd as she blushed. The picture showed a
picture of Serge and herself, on Korcha's boat with the ocean to their backs.
From out of nowhere, a loud kicking
sound that came from the balcony made Kidd jerk and alert in her position. She
gently put the picture back on the nightstand and cautiously walked over there,
keeping a watchful eye of her every move.
Another sound was heard when Kidd was
close enough to see, but not close enough to be seen.
"Whoever's there is gonna get their
arses kicked so hard, IT will kiss the moons!" retorted Kidd, prepared for
action.
Moments passed and there's nothing
coming out of Serge's balcony. No movement, no noise; just plain quietness with
the sound of the waves.
"Err…I thought there would be some
action. Bugger, I hate quietness. It gives me the creeps. What the bloody hell
is goin' on?" She started to walk over to the balcony; her heart beat
increasing its throb. Kidd looked over warily and slowly fell to her knees in
relief, her heart beating normally again.
Serge was sitting on the rails, gazing
into the horizon with the sea breeze flowing through his ocean color hair. He
seems not to notice Kidd behind him.
"Oi Serge, don't scare me like that.
At least tell me you were there, mate."
"…"
"Eh? Are ya listenin' to me or are ya deaf?
C'mon on mate, talk to me!" There was no answer again, making Kidd steam up in
the back.
Kidd began walking violently, with a
huge angry glare at Serge, who was still in the depths of his reminiscence. She
leaned towards Serge and realized the problem.
"Tch, no wonder. He's in his own world
again. Well, I guess it's back to the old trick all over again," sighed Kidd,
starting to look around. Somewhere around the balcony, she found something that
made her smile uncanny like.
Kidd picked it up and with one heave…
"WAH!" yelled a very freaked out Serge
as he felt the cold salty water soaking into his skin. He started to move
crazy, trying to keep his balance on the rails. With one thud, he landed on the
floor, his right arm and leg straight above his face.
Kidd began to laugh, seeing his face
all soaked and his eyes swirling. "Grrr, what did you do that for?! I wasn't
screaming FIRE and running like a mad man or any…any…ACHOO!"
She continued to laugh when Serge was
walking out of his room, unaware that his wet shoes are making mouse-like
squeaks.
Marge was looking out the village when
she heard that squeaky sound, her face turning pale. She went over to the
cabinet and quickly grabbed a broom.
Serge was coming downstairs, minding
his own business when…
"AHHH! YOU STUPID MOUSE! GET OUT! GET
OUT!" yelled Marge, whacking a broom on Serge's head.
"Agh, Mom!"
"I SAID GET OUT, YOU STUPID MOUSE! OR
IT'S CAT CHOW FOR YOU!"
"But…ow… mom-"
"Serge, don't bother me right now!
Can't you see that I'm getting this mouse out of our house?" pleaded his mom,
still whacking away.
"I can see that mom. But, you're-"
"Serge, don't make
me...repeat…my…self?" Marge finally opened her eyes.
"Mom…I… can… see… that… but there's
only one problem. I'M THAT BIG FAT SQUEAKY LITTLE MOUSE WHO HAPPENS TO GET A
PIECE OF CHEESE!!!" yelled Serge annoyed. Besides being all soaked and filled
with straw on his hair and mouth, several bumps formed on top of Serge's head.
"Oh my! I'm sorry, Serge," said Marge,
sweat dropping. "But, why in heavens are you-"
"Don't even ask mom," replied Serge,
grabbing his towel and headed back upstairs with nothing more to say.
"Aww, did the poor little mouse get
whacked by his mommy," teased Kidd.
"Err…shut up! It wasn't my fault that
my shoes sounded like a mouse," retorted Serge as he dried his hair roughly.
"And it wasn't my fault that I got wet since SOMEONE got me wet with a pail
full of water."
"Sorry, mate. That was the only way to
get ya out of yer trance. And besides, I did that to ya numerals of times
before."
Serge finally had his hair dry and
began walking to his drawer. Kidd looked away, glaring at the picture near the nightstand
again. "Serge, I guess you still remember those days, eh? What took you so long
to remember me?" asked Kidd, fumbling the sheets on Serge's bed.
"I guess you can say that I couldn't
recognize you in that white gown and your hair down. And I couldn't tell if you
were you or I might make that my ten-thousandth time for misunderstanding,"
said Serge, now putting on a fresh black shirt and shorts. "But, somehow I
don't really like your girlish-"
"What?! You don't like me new style?!"
interrupted Kidd with a anger tone in her voice.
"No, no. I don't mean that. You
look…cute in it. But, you look even cuter in those clothes."
Kidd began to blush as she heard the
compliment. Instead of thanking him, she laughed out the embarrassment away,
which is a usual routine of hers whenever someone compliments her. Otherwise,
if the compliment was right-down bad, she'll kick their arses with an upper
punch for extra.
"So Serge, how you doin' after all these months that passed by
without me?" asked Kidd, turning to see Serge sitting by her, fully dressed in
his usual clothing.
"Pretty good so far. Sometimes tiring
too when it comes to chores around the house. I never really have the time to
go to Termina or anything with Leena convincing me to get her Komodo Dragon
scales for her."
Kidd bowed down her head as Serge
mentioned Leena, her very thoughts rushing into her mind while listening to
Serge talking. The thoughts that rushed through her skeptical mind made her
feel melancholy and hurt inside. Kidd never thought she would get this feeling
ever again.
"Kidd, what's wrong?" asked Serge,
leaning down, looking directly at her. "Are you still a bit knocked out from
the fight at Opassa Beach?"
"Opassa Beach, that's where everythin'
had started. Where Serge and Leena talked about their life before he was
stripped into Another World where I first met him,' thought Kidd,
remembering that day.
"Kidd…? Kidd!" called Serge, shaking
her from her thoughts.
'They…were meant to be together
after all these months. They've been friends for a long time and he's closer to
her than he is with me. But…why does it hurt?
'
"Kidd, answer me. Are you alright?" asked Serge.
"Huh, what?" said Kidd, shaking her
head from her feelings.
"You all right? You seem kind
of…occupied," said Serge, now with a tone of concern and his blue eyes full of
worry.
She glanced at him and smiled, "I-I'm
okay, mate. I…just got a lot of things in me mind right now. No worries mate."
Silence protruded between them, Kidd
went to her thoughts again while Serge looked her, still with concern and worry
in her eyes. He knows that if he snaps her out of her trance, she'll get angry.
"Serge…I guess you and Leena are
really together from now on, aren't ya?" asked Kidd solemnly.
"What?" Serge looked at her, his eyes
wandering from worry to surprise, widening by every second.
"…You married Leena by now, ain't that
right? Don't worry, I won't come between you and her. Besides, you know her
more than me…and I understand that."
"What are you saying?" asked Serge.
Tears began to form in her eyes,
showing the hurt from her broken heart. Of how much it's broken and how much
pain she suffered. But, Kidd tried to hold them back.
"Maybe I am just a copy of my mother.
I can't even kill a simple kind of monster. I'm nothing more than a useless
life form that was only born for one purpose in life without dreamin' about
their future! Maybe I shouldn't gone with Lucca, to be with her in the skies
above instead of seeing how everything turned out bloody bad in me life."
"Don't say that Kidd! It's not like
you to be like this," said Serge, finally come to terms of what Kidd is talking
about. He grabbed her hands suddenly, looking into her light blue eyes that
reflect the summer skies.
"I think your misunderstanding things.
I never married Leena, Kidd. Never did, never will. At that time of the
adventures we both gone through, I've been distancing from her and we never
gone back to the way we were before I was gone to Another World where I met
you." Kidd looked up in his determined blue eyes, her tears returning to her.
"And that battle with that Giant
Gloop, you'd usually beat it til it dies, but somehow you declined. I guess the
penalty looking for me really did put away your fighting spirit. Probably
something is holding back your spirit from fighting. And… I thought…I lost you
again, when we…finally found each other." Serge looked away from her, thinking.
Utter silence once again went in the
room, making the two feel uneasy. Changing the subject, Kidd finally spoke out.
"Serge…when you left me…after
defeating the Devourer of Time and releasing my mom from its bloody grasp, I
felt…lonely again at that very moment. Remindin' me of my past with Sis leaving
me, my friends leaving me, and now, you leaving me. Everyone who I hold dear is
leaving me." Kidd could no longer hold the tears that she held so long. Without
a doubt, she let them streak down her cheek.
"Huh?"
"I've been…searching for you all this
time. You're the only one that have ever been
me best mate. The
only…one who understands me. I just couldn't…couldn't," stumbled Kidd, her
heart beginning to feel the pain she felt when she was lonely, her very weak
spot taking over her strong mentally feelings. She couldn't bear any longer
with the pain, so she started crying. Serge never saw her like this. Crying
like a fragile baby, helpless in her part.
"Kidd…it's okay, don't cry," said
Serge, wrapping his warm, strong arms around Kidd, hugging her. "Don't say
everyone is leaving you. Probably its just your own feelings giving false
thoughts about you, but I'm gonna say this. There are friends all around here
in this world like Glenn, Orlha, Steena, Greco, Guile, Marcy, Karsh, Nikki,
Miki, Korcha, Macha, Mel, and so on and so forth; they're all here. If I still
have my memories of the past, they should remember also. They will be there for
you Kidd. I will be there for you," said Serge, gently rocking Kidd back and forth,
comforting her with his hug.
Kidd, on the other hand, was taken
back by surprise with Serge's hug. But, she started drifting with his movement,
beginning to feel at ease. At that moment, Kidd started to realize the point in
Serge's words.
"Yer…right
Serge. Even though Lucca and my old friends are no longer around, you and the
others are still around and you guys will always be there for me. Why am I
crying like a sissy? I should live on with me life, thinking that I am not
alone and move on to a brighter future," said Kidd, feeling the confidence in
her words.
"Feeling
better?" She nodded and lifted her head up from Serge's shoulder. He smiled
down at her, seeing the old Kidd back to normal.
'I
was so caught up with worries that I couldn't kick the scrony arse off that
Giant Gloop. This time around, when I fight, I'll surely beat any creature with
me dagger around.'
Kidd
leaned back her head into Serge's shoulder. The two stayed like that, hugging
each other for any remains of their troubles. Kidd wanted this touchable moment
to last.
Few
minutes later, Serge broke the hug and started walking to the door. "We better
head down there before my mom comes here. You better get your stuff back on
before going downstairs. It should be dried up by now. Later." He disappeared
downstairs, leaving Kidd alone in the room.
Kidd sat there for a moment, absorbing
his warmth in her skin, feeling cozy and secure. "This is the first time…he
ever did that to me. What changed him all of a sudden? Well, I better do as he
says." She finally stood up and started to put on her stuff.
Meanwhile, Serge and his mom were
sitting down near the window, talking a bit. "Did your friend Kidd recovered
consciousness?" asked Marge worriedly.
"Yeah,
she's out of it and regained consciousness. No broken limbs or sprains. I'm
just glad she's all right."
"That's
good to hear. There's something I want to ask you Serge. How do you know Kidd?
I never seen her around Arni."
"What?
Well…err…uhh…that is…you see-" Kidd walked in, greeted Marge with a smile.
"Phew, saved by her," thought Serge, sighing in his chair.
"Hi,
Mrs…?"
"Just
call me Marge, Kidd. It's nice to see you well. After that incident a few hours
ago, I thought you might never regain consciousness. Please sit down." Kidd
took her advice and sat on a chair near Serge. "I see you are not from around
here. Are you new to these islands?"
Kidd
looked Serge for a moment, showing an expression of nervousness. He only smiled
at her, reassuring her that his mom is a nice and trusted person. "Urm…yeah,
sort of. I travel a lot to different islands and continents on me own."
"You,
a young girl traveling alone? Doesn't your family worry about you?"
"Mom!"
interrupted Serge, giving her the look that she shouldn't mention Kidd's
parents.
Kidd
looked down, her long blonde bangs blocking her eyes. "I…actually…don't have
any…family. I was an orphan all my life."
"Oh
my, I am terribly sorry about that," apologized Marge. Kidd gestured her and
smiled convincing Marge it was fine.
"Don't worry. I've been alone for all
these years that I'm used to it." Complete silence protruded the house again.
"…Kidd, you may stay here as long as
you want. I never met a young girl that is so brave like you with the horrible
past behind your back like that."
"Umm…well…T-thanks." Kidd glanced at
Serge who showed a wide grin.
"Oh my goodness, you two must be starving.
I'll go fix up dinner right away. Gosh, it must be five o clock right now."
Serge stood up quickly, glaring at his
mom. "Err…Mom, do you need any help?"
Marge turned around and shook her
head. "It's okay. You go ahead and talk to Kidd. After all, she is your friend,
right?" Marge disappeared into the kitchen.
"Right, mom," said Serge. He glanced
at Kidd for a moment. He noticed that she was fond of Arni Village, seeing her
glistened with interest. "You look like you never seen Arni Kidd."
Kidd turned and smiled, "It's not what
ya think, mate. When I look at yer home, it sorta reminds me of my home. People
living peacefully with kids playing without a doubt in their minds. Yeah, it
really does remind of home."
"Your home? What is your homeland like
Kidd? I only heard you mention about Lucca and your friends. But not your
homeland."
"Well, it's probably long gone by now.
I'm not sure what really happened why, but if you want to know, I guess so."
She turned around again, looking up the blue sky. "My…homeland is in the
mainland named Guardia."
"Guardia?!
That name, it sounds so familiar…" thought
Serge as he laid his hand on top of his chin.
"Radius explained that to me once, the Radius in Another world. He
said Guardia went through a major downfall. But, I'm not sure what. Kidd was
sick with Hydra poison when I heard of this, so she couldn't of known."
"But, I know for the fact that it's already in shambles now," said
Kidd, turning to the thinking Serge. "Did you know Norris and the Porre Army
lives close to Guardia?"
"Huh, the Porre army? Living close to
Guardia?"
"Before we were all born, I think it
use to be a little village called Porre near the south region of Guardia. Sis told
me once that every thousand years, a festival is held at a square called… Leene
Square."
"Leene Square?!" said Serge in
surprise.
"Yeah, to celebrate the battle between
Guardia's King and Queen Leene and a group of beasts from their leader Magus.
Well, I never actually been to the fair, but Sis and me buds usually go there
to see Leene's Bell ringing beautifully."
"Leene's Bell? Oh no, the one in Dead
Sea…it couldn't be…" Serge looked at Kidd surprised.
"Hehehe, mate, yer funny sometimes. You
look like a small kid who's confused right now," giggled Kidd.
"…"
"Serge? You all right, mate? You look
pale. Are ya comin' down with a cold? If it has to do with the water thang,
sorry 'bout that, mate."
"N-no, it's not that. I'm just surprised
that you actually told me your homeland's name without breaking out." 'And
the thought you actually know about Guardia and Leene's Square…'
"Nah, I'm used to it mate. It was a
long time ago, so no worries about me mate. Just stick with yer life style now
and everythin' will be all right like you said to me before."
"Hehehe, I just got a lot of things in
my mind that's all." Serge got up and sat across from where Kidd is sitting.
"A beautiful day, isn't it?" asked Serge,
staring at the same direction as Kidd.
"Yeah, a good day for fishin',
swimmin', and probably a good day to travel to Termina."
"You think? Probably we could see
Glenn and the others…Hey, that's not a bad idea."
"Whaddaya mean, mate? Go swimmin' is a
good idea? You know, it's not my kind of month to swi…"
"No, no. I mean, go to Termina. It's
been a while since I been there, you know. We can spend our time there and we
could see all our old friends again. We may even borrow Korcha's boat to see
Marbule and Guldove. Hehehe, not unless you want that wife-to-be deal with him
again," said Serge.
"AH! Don't even think 'bout remindin'
me about that! I'd be caught dead marrying that guy! Or I'll kick yer arse to
the moons if you mention that one more time!"
"Sorry, sorry. Hehehe," giggled Serge.
"Did I hear you say your going to
Termina, Serge?" said Leena from behind. Serge and Kidd suddenly jumped from
their seats as they heard Leena's voice.
"Don't you ever knock, Leena? You scared
me half to death there," panted Serge.
"Well, we're friends aren't we? So I
don't need to knock."
"Not knocking, eh? That's not a bad
idea," thought Kidd with a sly smile running through her mouth.
Leena looked at Kidd suspiciously as she
sat on a chair next to Serge. "Who is she?
I never seen her around before?" asked Leena, pointing one finger at
Kidd.
"Aw… don't ya know it's rude to point
at people? It will discourage a lot of people that way." 'Or kick her arse
in some point.'
"Only to those who wear skimpy little skirts and shirts that are
so revealing to men like yours," said Leena with a skeptical grin.
"Grr…what DIDJA SAY!?" retorted Kidd,
a stress mark appearing above her head.
"You every well know what I mean, tom-boy.
No, rat girl, hahaha." Kidd's emotions are starting to explode in mid-air after
Leena insulted Kidd's way of dressing and personality. And, of course, being
called a rat girl.
"Umm…umm…Leena, I wouldn't say that if
I were you," said Serge nervously, turning his head left to right, sweat
dropping frantically. "I knew there's
gonna be something going on with these two."
"Well, at least
I don't make friends do stuff for me every single day of their lives, even when
they have a busy day. Or drag people to Opassa Beach when they don't WANT to!"
said Kidd, trying to cool down her rage.
"WHAT! That's absurd! I
don't drag my friends to places! But I did drag Serge a few hours a…Hey! How do
you know I dragged Serge to Opassa Beach!" yelled Leena angrily.
"Oh no," sighed Serge in
frustration, bobbing his head down. 'Why am I always in the middle. Aiyaaa…'
"It happens Serge told
me about it," said Kidd, folding her arms across her chest.
"Serge, is it true?"
"…"
"There you go with your
silent thing again. What's with you?"
"Can you just leave him
alone? He had a tough day today for being me lifesaver."
"Lifesaver? How is did
he save your…Wait a minute. Don't tell me that this…this rat girl…" Kidd began
to fire up with a grunt after being called rat girl again. "…is…is that loon
sitting in the water?!" At that moment,
Serge could feel how Kidd's feeling at that moment. Leena calling her a loon
and a rat girl wanted was his last straw.
"It happens to be her,
Leena. And she has a name too you know. Her name's Kidd and she's my friend
that you don't know about," said Serge calmly.
"WHAT!?" yelled Leena,
in a crying tone of voice, running up to Serge with those puppy-like eyes.
"It's not what you
think, Leena. We're just friends."
"Just friends,
eh?"
"How do you know her,
Serge? You actually made friends with that…that…loon without compromising with
me?"
"Yeah, yeah. Well, we'll
see you later, Leena. Come on Kidd," said Serge, Kidd and him walking outside
to Arni quickly.
"HEY WAIT!!!" called
Leena from behind.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Outside, Serge and Kidd
walked side-by-side as Leena tagged along. "Serge, you didn't answer my
question. Tell me who she is and where she came from!" yelled Leena. The people
outside looked at Serge and Kidd who were trying to avoid Leena.
"Oh boy, Leena's at it
again," said an old man.
"Yes, every single girlfriend
friend that Serge makes, Leena is always on his case. Or either that, she drank
too much Sake that her mother brought from Termina," said Leena's grandmother.
"No, I'm not telling
you," said Serge.
Few minutes have passed and now, Serge, Kidd, and Leena pass by the
pier.
"Come on Serge, please?"
"No!"
Another few minutes, they pass by Leena's place.
"Pretty please, Serge?
With sugar on top?"
"NO!" Kidd began to
giggle as she watched the whole scene.
After thirty minutes of thirty-two no's and fifty different questions,
the three are in front of Serge's home, still trying to avoid Leena.
"Okay, okay, Sergey. You
can play house with us. I even can let you be the baby," said Leena.
Serge abruptly stopped
in his tracks, completely dumbfounded of what Leena just said. "W-what did you
say?!"
"HeheheHAHAHAha, Serge,
a baby? HAHAHAHA!" laughed Kidd as she fell to the ground.
"Err…Leena! Don't you think
we're a little too OLD for that game?!" said Serge, glaring at Leena, a angry
mark forming. "No, let me fix it. We're A LOT too OLD for that game!"
"Huh? I thought you said
you wanted to play that game with me? And you said you wanted that part."
"Leena! YOU wanted that
part! Besides, I never really wanted to play with that game. Never did, never
will!" said Serge.
"Oh well. Hey, can you
still fit in that pink dress now?"
"AHH!" cried Serge as he
fell to the ground aggravated.
"Heh, it must be the
Sake," said Leena's grandmother.
Soon, another thirty
minutes has passed. Serge and Kidd sat down in relief that Leena went to the
pier for baby-sitting. Kidd still giggled after the thought of Serge dressed as
a baby, wearing a pink dress with a matching pink bow.
"If you're thinking
about that, don't you say that to the others when we meet up with them."
"Sorry, mate. I can't
get the thought of you as a…HAHAHAHA!"
"Everyone's picking on me
today," sighed Serge, breathing in deeply. Marge came out with a smile crossing
through her face.
"You guys had fun?"
asked Marge warmly.
"Yeah, loads of fun,
mom. I had the best time of my life!" said Serge sarcastically.
"Umm…okay…Well, anyways,
its time for dinner."
An hour or so later,
Serge and Kidd went up to his room and talked while Marge deals with the
dishes. Serge looked out of the balcony looking into the horizon with the sun
setting into the boarder of sea perspective. Kidd stared at him for a moment,
admiring how mature he grown and how he became even sweeter than before. Even
though Leena just blurted out an embarrassing misunderstanding to Serge.
"Kidd, I'll be right
back. I just need to do something at Cape Howl," said Serge as he went out the
door. "Well, later."
She smiled and nodded,
seeing him off and closed the door gently behind him. "He looks like he needs
to be alone for a bit." Kidd jumped out of bed and looked out the balcony. She
noticed the sun setting into the horizon, an orange-like line lighting the edge
of the sea. She sighed and sat on Serge's bed, thinking. "I'm guessing mate
forgot to tell his mom about travelin' to Termina." She leaned down on the
pillow, breathing in Serge's scent. Kidd smiled as it tickled her nose happy it
smelt good. "I wonder what Serge is goin' to do at Cape Howl?"
Kidd looked up the
ceiling and closed her eyes. "What should I do Nel? If yer up there lookin'
down at me…right now."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
*Just so you know, if you put in
Kenshin's "Departure" Theme, it will fit in with this part. You don't have to
put it in if you want; it's just my opinion. Well back to the story
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
At Cape Howl, Serge
walked along the rocky ground, looking out into the now moonlight night.
Without a doubt he was deep in thought, sighing countless of times. "Nngh…"
Serge clinched his eyes shut as flowing images swiped through his mind.
The End of Time, a place where
different portholes of timelines stood in straight and dignified lines. Stood
there, an old sage looked at the timelines, seeing the events occurred in each
one.
"Serge,
a new kind of evil suddenly appeared after the massive battle between the
Devourer of Time. Shortly, he will try and disrupt our peaceful world. He will
kill everything, including the women and children he will kill. His feelings
have nothing more than deep abhorrence to this world and he will stop at nothing
to conquer it. But, most of all, no
matter what path or decision you make, Serge, "HE" will be after your life."
Serge
looked on as he gasped with the sudden tragic words that will determine his
Fate. "Why is this person after my life?"
The
old man stepped out of the dark and into the light, revealing himself the
inventor of the "Neo Epoch"; the person who told Serge about the Parallel
Worlds of El Nido Archipelago.
"Belthasar?"
said Serge in surprise. The "Guru of Reason" disappeared, leaving Serge through
the flow of his vision.
"Serge…"
said a voice from his head.
A
flash image of Kidd, sitting at his side, looked down with worry. Another image
flashed and he sees Kidd talking to Doc, a doctor from Guldove. "Doc, you gotta
tell me what's wrong with Serge. He was so hot, you can actually cook an egg on
his head. He collapsed all of a sudden in front of me own eyes and there wasn't
any heat stroke nor he was seasick."
"
As it turns out Kidd, it seems the Pa…crackle" Doc's voice was unclear
and Serge couldn't comprehend the unfinished word.
"What!?
But… how!? Serge!" cried Kidd, her eyes suddenly turned from worry to utter
surprise.
The
scene disappeared and he now overlooks Termina. Kidd, Glenn, Leena and Korcha
were with him, walking along the booths with the clustered crowd along the
road. Again, the scene disappears and he sees only Kidd with him, heading back
west from the merchant booths. At that very scenery, a mystery man, darkened in
the scenery, bumped into Serge, abruptly, with a huge grunt.
"I
am awfully sorry sir," apologized the mystery man, turning around to Serge as
he bowed down in deep regrets.
"Nah,
that's okay." Serge turned around and looked at Kidd who was smiling.
"C'mon
mate. Let's meet up with the others." That scene vanished and the scene
reappears with Kidd, Leena, Glenn, and Korcha on the boat, drifting into sea.
The
image began to blur as he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and head. "Serge,
you all right, mate? Don't tell me yer seasick? And I thought you like the
ocean," said Kidd as she patted his shoulder.
He
smiled and nodded at her, his gaze returning to the sea. The pain started to
increase as Serge grasped his stomach. Soon, the sudden pain disappeared from
his stomach and he sighed as he enjoyed the ocean breeze.
From
behind, he could hear Kidd arguing with Korcha about the marriage deal and
Leena and Glenn started talking. He was happy to see the old times returning to
him.
Suddenly,
out of the blue, the pain returned to him so quickly that he agonized with pain
like a spear piercing through his flesh. This time, the pain was in his head.
The tenderness kept on increasing, making him feel weak in his legs.
"Serge!"
cried everyone in unison. The first was Kidd to come up to him as she tried to
hold him still. "Mate, you all right? Serge!"
Serge
could hardly hear Kidd's voice. He started clutching his forehead as he began
to stumble backwards, backing away from Kidd. Subsequently, the soreness began
to throb harder and harder, making Serge clutch his temples with both of his
hands, sinking into his knees with his head bowing down like a worn out rag
doll.
"Serge?
Serge!" cried Kidd. With one last breath, he fell to the wooden floor head first,
his consciousness finally fled away from him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Serge looked on to the
horizon, the ocean breeze blowing through his blue hair swiftly, recalling the
dream this morning that he never told Kidd about before they met again at
Opassa Beach. "That…dream. What is it
all about? Could it be that my fate is to die at just a short age?"
He looked on as he
stared into the starry sky. Soon, he sat down on the grounds of Cape Howl,
trying to fit the puzzles of his dream. His eyes harden as his emotions began
to play with his mind. "What does Belthasar mean by his words of wisdom.
Everything seems fine to me. Damn, could this be my true fate?"
Serge looked away and
stared at the dark horizon. "Just who is this evil? And why he wants to take my
life away?" The wind began to blow violently as he thought about his new evil
nemesis. With his eyes turned to his look of determination, he breathed deeply
into the sea air. "Whoever it is, I'll stop HIM!" he said at the top of his
lungs. With that, the wind started coming in rapidly, circling around him as if
Nature knew what he is talking about.
Kidd, standing afar from
Serge in the shadows, looked on as his ocean colored hair swayed through the
raging wind with worry in her bright blue eyes. "Serge…"