Chrono Cross: Angelus Errare

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        Hello everyone, and welcome to Chapter 23 of Angelus Errare. Sorry about the long wait, and finally the site is back online so I can update this chapter. I made at least 5 chapters of this story so far since I have nothing better to do (except do my summer work…of course *-_-). But it will go rather slowly since I need to edit it. I'm sure everyone is quite frustrated because the romance scenes are not here. But now, it is nearing. The secret fortunately will be out and the sort of Love Triangle thing will start out. Hopefully you be patient with this.  Thank you all for the reviews (including the late one's) and enjoy this short chapter (kinda a break for ya). ^^

        PS: Sorry if the italics don't show for some parts. Just to tell you it's just a person's thoughts or a description some sorts.

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        The winds of the sea in El Nido started to blow gently through. Each aspect is soothing and cooling through the two full moon's glow. The whole land is bathed in the nice fracture of the landmass, each glowing luminescent with a hint of white hues. The waves of clear blue reflected the lights of the full moon, fully showing the beauty of the scenery within. The trees rustle gently and rhythmically through the night, its green-blue leaves tinted the dark night. Within the seas, the crystal clear water sparkled magnificently through the reflection of the moon, tinted with the white hues of the moon's light. Bird's singing chirps started to die down. With the warm heat and dark tone, sleep is evitable. Flutters started to rustle into the peaceful trees, animals heading into their solitude area. Everything is all quiet and peaceful.

        Within the skies of the night, a silhouetted figure gracefully glided down to the dark green grass below, holding a young girl in its strong hands, slowly fluttering its pure, white things with white fragments floating behind. Slowly, the figure gently lowered her to the ground, giving her the comfort from her unconscious state. Slowly, the figure looked at her, seeing her beautiful face calm and placid. It drew his hand towards her cheek and gently stroked it.

        "It will be all right…" said the figure. "You will be okay. I'm here for you. When you wake up, you won't see me for a…while. I have some things to take care. I promise I will return to you." Slowly, the figure put its lips upon her cheek and with one flutter, it took off into the night sky, leaving the young girl lying alone in the soft grass. Around her arm stood a pure silver armlet, glimmering brightly in the dim light.

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Chapter 23- The Chrono Trigger…missing?

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        "Kidd…Kidd…" said a voice in her mind.

        "Who's…calling…?" said Kidd in a small whisper. "Please go away…I want to rest…"

        "Kidd…wake up…"

        "Please leave me alone. I want to wallow in my…death…" she said. From the moment she knew that she is going to die, everything somehow went blank in that lingering moment. Not one sound or feel of coldness penetrated, however, a passionate warmth came to her suddenly without a trace of it thirty minutes later. She could still remember the dark tone, the falling rocks, the flying figure soaring towards her. Kidd suddenly stopped in her train of thoughts as she pointed directly to the last description. A figure flying towards her?

        "She's waking up…"

        Kidd slowly stirred in a comfortable place. Turning her head around, a blur figure above started to consume her vision, her jumbled mind wondering who it is. The silhouetted started to emerge, tracing the familiar outline of the hair. Kidd's eyes grew as she recognizes the hairstyle and the smell. "Serge…?" she finally said.

        Her vision started to become clearer and her thoughts were not correct. In front of her was a worried look of a brown long spiky hair man that resembled much like Serge.

        "Kidd, you're finally awake!" he said happily.

        The young Radical Dreamer looked around her surroundings curiously. She found herself lying on a bed in Hermit's Hideaway, no longer in the future world of Zenan. Kidd slowly got up onto her elbows, wincing a bit from the ache she has on her back. "H-how…did I end up here?"

        Right then, Orlha came along, holding a glass of water. "We found you lying in a patch of grass near the forest here. Apparently, you were unconscious for 2 weeks straight."

        "Two weeks!" asked Kidd incredulously. Orlha slowly handed her the glass of refreshing water and Kidd gladly accepted it, gulping it down quickly with one gulp. Around the other side of the door, Glenn, Norris, and Korcha were looking at books, reading it carefully. "Don't tell me you guys were stayin' here for that long?"

        "Yes, actually," said Leena. "We were quite worried that you wouldn't make it."

        "It's a good thing I know my healing skills," said Di.

        Kidd could still remember the recurring scenes from that battle. She could almost feel the cold wind coming its way towards her. She could still feel the winds from the ground below in that Zenan place, the warmth of the figure she saw silhouetted by light, Serge's head nuzzled into the nap of her neck. Suddenly, Kidd was struck with an idea that could mean something is missing. She felt something odd about the scene before her. Everyone around her seemed gloomy and worried, as if their minds are zoned into the thought of worry. Her thoughts couldn't clearly point out much of her sleepy mind, yet she knew that feeling she felt is quite distant and far.

        Slowly, she drew her hand above the pure silver armlet around her arm, feeling the coldness of it. Right then, it hit her. Putting her feet firmly into the floor, she looked up at her friends. On her left, Di sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Kidd with worry and loving eyes. On her right, Leena and Orlha sat on another bed, their faces downcast with a mournful look. Turning her head, Kidd looked behind to see Glenn looking out the window while Norris was still reading the first book he picked out. And Korcha, who was tending to his fishing pole. The feeling she had was not only gloominess, but also the lingering feeling that someone among the group is missing.

        "Do you know…where Serge is?" finally asked Kidd, looking at every person in any of the rooms.

        The friends all looked up at Kidd, eyes that show the worry and the sadness within. None truly answered the question with the word "Serge" was mentioned. Everyone seemed too secure in their own world at the moment. Kidd frowned just a bit, cocking her head in curiosity. Nobody ever acted like this before during the past week only if…something was in their minds that bothered them so. Slowly, Kidd sat on the steps, looking at everyone to seek which will answer her question at hand. "Where's Serge?" asked Kidd again, more profoundly. 

        Glenn sighed after zoning back to reality from his long stare. He turned to Kidd, looking into her eyes with worry. "Kidd…Serge…Serge is…"

        Kidd stood up, quite desperate. "Serge is what? Glenn…tell me…"

        "Well…I am not sure…how am I suppose to do this…but…Serge is-"

        "Is he dead? Is he hurt? Is he alive?" said Kidd, now with a dramatic tone. "Tell me, Glenn, please tell me! I gotta know what's makin' you guys look like zombies! I gotta know if Serge is alright!"

        "Kidd," said Orlha from behind, putting a comforting arm on Kidd's shoulder. "Serge…is not here…"

        Kidd shook her head. "No, he should be here. He's probably outside looking out into the ocean." With that, Kidd started to run, with her friends calling her name to come back.

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        "It can't be true. I know Serge is here. I just know it," said Kidd, repeating herself every step she takes. Her mind kept on saying that Serge is still alive and well. She would always think that he is at the shores, looking into the oceans like he always do. She kept on running, her feet printed the sand below deeply, expressing her long run.

        Right in front of the closed leaves that covered the shore, Kidd jumped out of there, seeing a lone figure standing on the shores of the beach. Kidd happily smiled and walked towards the figure, whom she thinks is Serge.

        With the sounds of her soft footsteps, the figure turned to her and smiled, "Kidd…" then disappeared without any trace of its footprints. Kidd's lightened face started to sank down in sorrow as she stood in the same spot where Serge's form was.

        "Serge…" she said absentmindedly, sinking her head low.

        "Serge…has been missing since 2 weeks ago," said Di from behind, walking up to her right side. "We searched for him two weeks straight, yet we couldn't find him. He mysteriously disappeared."

        Kidd sighed sadly with a note of worry. She could not believe the thought of it anymore. Serge, no longer there to brighten her day like he would always do. He would always be there by her side, looking at her with worried eyes. She couldn't stop thinking about his handsome and cute face, his deep blue eyes that portray the sea. "And right now…it must be…"

        "June 21," said Di, almost as if he knew what she was thinking. "The beginning of summer in El Nido and the world."

        "And…it's…Serge's…18th birthday," said Kidd. "Today is the day when he becomes…a young man."

        Di looked at Kidd with surprise. "Serge's…birthday? Today? But that couldn't be possible."

        "It is…actually. He never really said a word about it ever since this journey has started. Things have suddenly changed within him. His mind…his soul…and body…"

        Di slowly drew her in a hug, trying to ease her worries down. "Kidd, don't worry about it. Serge will come back, I swear it."

        Kidd knew that the hug Di gave her was comforting, yet it wasn't the same. It wasn't like Serge's hug that protected her so much. "Serge…please…be safe…"

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2 weeks later…Arni…

        Kidd sat in the chairs of Serge's house, talking with Marge about Serge's mysterious disappearance. "I'm worried about him," said Kidd, clenching the sheet. "I'm so worried about him…Marge. He was injured during the time of that battle with Di. I couldn't help but think how he is feeling."

        Marge just looked at Kidd, somehow confident about this. "I knew this is going to happen before the day of his birthday. It was prophesied ever since he was born to this world. I knew that he would be missing for a while."

        Quickly lifting her head, Kidd looked at Marge. "You knew this is going to happen?" Marge slowly nodded her head and looked out into the scenery of Arni Village.

        "Wazuki and I instantly knew about this when I held his little body in my hands. But, do not worry, Kidd. Wherever he is, Serge is fine. He will manage to survive this world, do not worry, my child." Marge paused for a moment as she took a sip of her water from a well-carved cup. "It is said that Serge will be back within 6 weeks."

        Slowly, Kidd lowered her head on the table. "If only I was confident as you Marge. If only I was confident."

        Marge smiled at her. "Just believe in him, Kidd. Believe in his safe return home…to you." Slowly, Marge stood in her seat, looking closely at the window, her bangs covering her eyes. "Kidd…can you do me a favor?"

        Kidd stood up from her seat, glancing at Marge with her sudden favor she spoke of. "Yes…"

        "Once Serge returns here, please tell him to come to me. I have some things that I want to discuss with him that are really important and urgent to his journey." Marge slowly turned to Kidd with a confident look in her eyes. "You can listen to this conversation Kidd." She smiled at her. "Because I know how you feel about him…and…I know how he feels about you. His prophecy will be soon completed."

        All Kidd could do is agree with her favor and looked at her with a surprise look in her eyes. Kidd does not truly understand the words Marge just said.

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Two weeks later…Termina Piers…estimated date…

        Kidd could no longer stand this wait. She is too worried for Serge's safety.  Along the days she sat there and waited, Kidd couldn't stand it anymore with her sulky feelings and her worries. She is too tired of being coped in one place for so long.

        Fortunately, through the days of worrying, Di was always there trying to cheer her up. They would have long conversations with each other and eventually stop whenever Kidd mentions Serge and the past with him. It is sad to say the least of how Kidd is reacting. No matter what, Serge always lies in the middle of her mind, constantly making her feelings go in a jumble.

        Di, now back to his normal, healthy self, would constantly look at Kidd with eyes that show compassionate feelings within, brining the love for her back to his beating heart. Yet, somehow, he was quite reluctant to talk to her after all these years. After all, he was the one who killed people and almost killed Serge for the sake of Lynx's ambition. Yet, if it wasn't for Serge, he wouldn't of been in the mess he was 6 weeks ago and healed his sickness deep within. Di started to worry as well, since he was anxious to talk with Serge after their escape from the future of Zenan. However, that is out of the question.

        Kidd still sat there near the piers of Termina, watching the water's edge rippling and crashing onto the concreted walls of the pier. She sighed sadly, wondering if there was any way to sense Serge's whereabouts. Slowly, she closed her eyes, trying to recall the scene in her mind from six weeks ago.

        One minute, Serge was trying to reach for her, showing the panic in his eyes as he tried his best to reach her. Then the next minute, his figure became truly distant and another few minutes later, a white aura figure started to come to her, holding its hand out to her with its beautiful substance flapping peacefully.

        With the image coming and going, Kidd couldn't help but feel the tears starting to rim her eyes. "Serge…"

        Few hours ago, Glenn was going to start looking for Serge once more around the islands of Termina in hopes he was looking out into the ocean someplace else. Three hours later, Glenn did not come back and everyone else waited near the stairs except Kidd who was looking into the sky.

        Leena sat there on the stairs, trying to think through the feelings she just had. "It wasn't too long ago since I met Serge when he was only a child," said Leena, reminiscing to her past as a 4 year old.

        "What do you mean?" asked Norris from behind. Leena looked from her left to right, trying to see if anyone is starting to get up. Slowly, she stood and grabbed Norris' arm to walk towards the Inn.

        "It was actually strange when I first met him," said Leena. "He kind of looks too old to be a 4 year old person."

        "What do you mean?" asked Norris questionably once more.

        "When I first met him when I was only 2, he seems so mature for his age. A three year old all ready walking around talking as if he was a 10 year old or something. It's as if he is ten times the age I am."

        Norris cocked his head. "But that would mean he would be at least 300 years old. Or better yet, right now, 1700 years old."

        "That's the point. I never really figured out that part. But somehow, he blends in with the crowd, even though he acts real mature for his age."

        The Porre Soldier scratched his blonde short hair curiously. "I don't really get you, Leena. I mean he acts like a 17 year old right now."

        "No, no, I mean the part when he learns stuff tens time his level, including his age. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out."

        "From your point of view," pointed Norris. "It seems we need to have a rocket scientist."

        "Be quiet, I'm just saying that Serge acts real mature in a very young age," retorted Leena. "But still, even if he was different from the others, he is still my friend and that what it all matters." Tears started to form in her eyes. "I just hope…he's all right. Everyone is worried sick about, and… I can't stand the thought of him dead at this very moment."

        Norris could compare her pain to his as he drew Leena into a comforting hug, trying to ease her painful sorrows of the long joyous past she had with Serge. "If only I have been there."

        Korcha started to put down his fishing pole frustratingly. He couldn't stand the thought anymore with this. "Man, when is he comin' back?" he asked.

        Orlha looked at him with a surprise look. "I thought you would be the last person in the world to ever worry about Serge."

        Korcha sighed and sat back down. "I know, I know. I guess I acted crabby 'cuz he had a lot of attention with the others."

        "Come on, Korcha. We pay attention to you. It's just that you always have that attitude of yours that don't really brighten things up a bit. You always isolated yourself from everyone else. Just because Serge got the attention doesn't mean that you should be the one who gets left out. Even Serge asked your attitude problem. He is worried that you are not friends with him or us."

        Korcha just stared into the sea, comprehending the words Orlha just explained. "But why do you guys don't seem like you care?"

        "Because we are scared on how you would react. It's kind of obvious that if a person is bothered, they will go through temper tantrums."

        The only thing that Korcha could do is sigh regretfully. "If only I wasn't so shallow, I couldn't of been a better friend. I shouldn't of pestered Kidd about the marriage deal or acted so abrupt with you guys. I guess it's my heartless attitude coming again. But ya guys really are the friends I never had." Orlha smiled, contented to see Korcha with her words. "I hope that Serge comes back soon. It will probably make Kidd sick in worry about him."

        "Same here, Korcha," said Orlha. "Same here…"

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        Wings of freedom; these words fully express the mind of Serge and his beating heart. Nothing could match the way he thinks and his way to take his life to. With these wings, Serge would fly freely to the world that he did not truly see all. Glenn thought of that symbol as he sat there, looking around for any signs of Serge. "Now I really do want those wings," said Glenn. "It would be a whole lot easier to find Serge up above."

        Somewhere around the distance, wings started to flap beautifully through the reflections of the blue sea, showing the sun high above the owner of the beautiful substance. White feathers started to flutter rapidly through the flow of the figure's wings, inching closely to a single floating transportation slowly heading into a crowded city.

        Glenn sighed and started to change the direction of the sail to Termina. "Time is running short. I better head to the others." Grabbing the strings, he tugged lightly to the left, directing the boat to face the port of Termina. Leaning back towards his position, Glenn waited patiently as he let the wind carry the boat to the piers of Termina.

        The white substances started to flutter upwards to the sky above, directly above the transportation that is rapidly reaching its destination.

        Glenn waited patiently, humming silently as he waited to hit port. "A motor would be easier to get to the port. But I hate pollution," said Glenn, looking behind to see the horizon of the ocean, remembering the other world across from it. He smiled, remembering the events they have gone through.

        Soaring through the clouds with the sounds of soaring winds, the figure slowly started to aim at the floating transportation, letting its white things creep back into its back. With the wings no longer out, the figure dropped down to the aimed destination, letting his hands decrease the speed of its rough landing.

        Port was now in view, and Glenn excitedly waited to land on land. He was about to grab his Einlanzers from the bottom of the boat when a huge thud caught him by surprise. Glenn fell with a thud on his behind as he winced from the sudden movement. "What was that?" he said, grabbing his Einlanzers instantly to prepare for the intruder behind.

        Slowly, Glenn poised in his stance, turning abruptly to the intruder. From what he saw with one glance of his eyes, Glenn stood his ground and stood up straight, smiling happily. "It's you…"

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        "Hey look, I see a boat!" yelled Korcha, pointing at a speck beginning to grow large.

        Orlha stood up and blocked the sun from her eyes to retrieve a better view. She smiled. "I could see Glenn's dirty blonde hair from here!!!" she said.

        Norris and Leena soon joined them as they watched Glenn coming back from his long journey. Kidd still sat there, trying to parry another thought in her mind.

        "Hey, who is that?" asked Leena. This caught Kidd's attention. She completely got off her revere and looked up at the boat that was coming near. Within the boat, Glenn stood there waving towards Kidd with a happy smile. Grinning back she smiled, welcoming him back from his journey. Right then, Glenn was pointing at someone with a huge sly smirk on his face. Kidd cocked his head, wondering whom he is pointing to.

        Slowly, Kidd averted her eyes to the person Glenn is pointing at. In that very moment, Kidd couldn't believe her eyes. The style of clothing, the hairstyle, the red thing around his head. Shock consumed her mind as she doubtfully continued to doubt her vision. "I-it…can't be…"

        The figure smiled at her, the same smile that would always melt her mind. Right then, tears started to streak her cheeks down and cried out his name. "S-S-Serge!?"

        Once the boat parked on deck, Kidd raced towards the man that has been missing for quite a while. Slowly, the young man set both of his feet down on the concrete floor, opening his arms for the little runner coming towards him.

        Kidd's tears started to sprinkle through the air with everyone behind standing there as they watched the scene before them. Within reach, Kidd grabbed hold of Serge, making him clamber down to ground below with his hands clasped firmly around her.

        She nuzzled into his black shirt, happy to see him once more alive. "Serge!! You're okay!?" Kidd suddenly lifted her head and looked at him. "Or I think you're okay." She looked around him to check to see if there are any scratches or injuries around him from six weeks ago. Apparently, there were none. There are no scars or no bruises that shows the battle that he had during the past few weeks. He was completely healed.

        "Don't worry, Kidd…I'm fine," he said, putting his chin above her head. "I'm just glad that you are okay."

        "No, I'm glad that you're okay, mate. I'm just happy to see you again. I was so worried 'bout you."

        All Serge could do was chuckle heartily. The sun from the horizon started to set, making the once bright land turn dim to match the hues of the setting sound. Birds started to chirp around as the winds playfully came along from the sea. Around the young Chrono Trigger, his friends started to clamber over him with their smiling faces. They knew that they were glad to see Serge once more.

        *End of Chapter 23- The Chrono Trigger…missing?

Next time, on Chrono Cross: Angelus Errare

        Sorry, no spoilers for you here since this is the start of the sort of Love Triangle thing here. Am I evil or what? But, this is the title:

        Chapter 24- Love Triangle…a feeling to hurt?

        So what do you guys think? I made it a little short for you guys, so thank me later. Anyways, I hope you guys like it. The Romance is just one chapter away. Excited, ne? Anyways, until next time, Sayonara!