Angel of Darkness
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Trigger or any of it's characters.
Chapter 1
A tall dark man wandered through the snowy plains. The fierce storm that had at one time seemed to never stop had ended long ago. He didn't where he was going. What he had been searching for he gave up on a long time ago. He had spent a good five years searching but never found that which was most precious to him. He wrapped his cape around himself as he continued to walk through the plains until he saw a small village on the horizon. He thought it odd that a village would be out in the middle of the plains but he remembered that ever since Zeal had fell, the Enlightened Ones and the common people had banded together to survive. He simply thought that it was probably one of the small villages that had been springing up. He continued to walk towards the village when he was attacked by some snow wolves. There weren't many of them but they were vicious when it came to hunting. Food was scarce for them and they sometimes ate their own when there wasn't prey readily available. The man merely smirked. These creatures had no idea with whom they were dealing.
The first of them leapt at him and the man raised his hands and fired a ball of lightning at it. It hit the wolf with tremendous force and knocked it back at the remaining wolves, landing just short of them. It lay on the ground twitching then died after just a few moments. The rest of the pack snarled at the man and they to leapt at him with their mouths wide open, revealing sharp fangs dripping with saliva, hoping to sink them into their prey. This time the man raised his hand above his head and out of nowhere a large scythe appeared in his hand. Then he swung it at great speed slashing several times in less than a second. The wolves fell short of him and stood up for a moment. Then their eyes went blank and their bodies burst apart in several pieces and blood and intestines flying everywhere. The man then sent his scythe away and continued on to the village as if the incident had never occured.
After arriving in the village, the man looked around for an inn. The battle with the wolves had not been tiring at all but he had not slept well in quite a while. The fact that he slept standing up didn't help him much either. As he walked through the village he saw some of the Enlightened Ones digging to make gardens for their food. He had never thought in a million years that their pride would allow them to do something like digging to make a garden but then again, after and incident that was great enough to cause the fall of the great city of Zeal, he supposed that people would do anything to survive. He also noticed a woman who was obviously and Enlightened One watching a young boy playing in front of a small cottage. She was sitting in a wooden chair on the porch watching him with a heavenly smile on her face. The man looked at the boy and saw that he was about four or so and looked a lot like his mother. The door of the cottage came open and a man who was one of the common people stepped out. He approached the woman from behind and hugged her and gently kissed her on the cheek. She looked up at him and smiled then went back to watching the boy. The man noticed two similar rings on each of their hands.
"Well, I suppose it was gonna happen eventually," the man thought as he continued his search for an inn. He finally found one but found a large crowd of people blocking the entrance. They seemed overly excited about something but the man didn't really care. He was tired and wanted to get a room and these people were preventing him from doing so. He pulled an older man from the crowd and turned him around to face him.
"You, what is going on here," he said in a very agitated voice.
"Two women were found unconscious on the outside of the village. They were starved and weak and seemed like they were going to die. They were brought to the inn just this morning," he replied.
"Why were they brought to the inn?"
"The village doctor has a room in the inn that he bought were he sees all his patients. He is in there examining them now."
"What do these women look like," the man asked. He figured that he could at least know what they look like so he could personally scare the living daylights out of them for stopping him from getting his room.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure, but from what I hear they look like the Enlightened Ones. Very important ones at that. They were dressed in very extravagant clothing. Everyone thought they may have been royalty."
The man's face immediately drained of any color that he had, if he had any at all.
"It can't be," he thought. "Has my search finally come to an end?"
"Thank you," the man said as he turned around and moved behind a building so no one could see him. He was going to try to cast a new teleportation spell he had been working on and he didn't want anyone seeing him. Not even the Enlightened Ones could use magic anymore and he most likely would have caused an uproar. He stood with his feet together and crossed his arms with one arm pointing upward, using the hand of that arm to place his middle and forefinger on his forehead. He chanted some words and in seconds he disappeared. Immediately he reappeared in the lobby. Luckily no one was around to see him so looked around for a sign or something that would point in the direction of the doctor's room. He found a hanging sign that pointed in that direction and he followed it. Surprisingly there wasn't anyone in the hotel except whomever was in the doctor's room. As he approached the room he heard a door open and immediately cast an invisible spell on himself. He saw that it was a young woman, apparently a nurse or aid of some sort, walking towards a door at the other end of the inn. She reached for a door marked "Storeroom" and go inside. He figured that the doctor must need some medical supplies and disregarded it. While still invisible he moved towards the door and took a peek inside. He could clearly see the doctor, a middle-aged man, about forty or so years old, leaning over one of the women. He couldn't see them clearly so he moved inside, careful not to touch the door so it wouldn't make any noise alerting the doctor of his presence. He leaned over the bed that the doctor was not attending and he almost went into shock. Lying in the bed was his mother.
"Mother," he thought. "Can it really be you?"
He was in a state of disbelief. He was sure that his mother had been killed in the battle with that red haired swordsman Crono and his friends.
"She's alive! I can't believe it," he thought. Then he realized who the other woman must be. At the moment he lost his focus on his invisible spell and ran over to the other bed, nearly knocking the doctor on his rear as he pushed him out of the way. Then he saw her. She was weak and much paler than she usually was. She had lost some of her beauty that she used to have but she was still beautiful to him.
The young woman started to gain consciousness and just barely managed to open her eyes. Her body was weak from a lack of nutrients in her system. She couldn't focus her vision completely and looked up at the figure standing over her. She could only make out the outline of his face and the color of his hair. She searched her memory for someone who looked like this and she finally found a face.
"Ja...Janus," she said weakly before she lost consciousness once again.
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Trigger or any of it's characters.
Chapter 1
A tall dark man wandered through the snowy plains. The fierce storm that had at one time seemed to never stop had ended long ago. He didn't where he was going. What he had been searching for he gave up on a long time ago. He had spent a good five years searching but never found that which was most precious to him. He wrapped his cape around himself as he continued to walk through the plains until he saw a small village on the horizon. He thought it odd that a village would be out in the middle of the plains but he remembered that ever since Zeal had fell, the Enlightened Ones and the common people had banded together to survive. He simply thought that it was probably one of the small villages that had been springing up. He continued to walk towards the village when he was attacked by some snow wolves. There weren't many of them but they were vicious when it came to hunting. Food was scarce for them and they sometimes ate their own when there wasn't prey readily available. The man merely smirked. These creatures had no idea with whom they were dealing.
The first of them leapt at him and the man raised his hands and fired a ball of lightning at it. It hit the wolf with tremendous force and knocked it back at the remaining wolves, landing just short of them. It lay on the ground twitching then died after just a few moments. The rest of the pack snarled at the man and they to leapt at him with their mouths wide open, revealing sharp fangs dripping with saliva, hoping to sink them into their prey. This time the man raised his hand above his head and out of nowhere a large scythe appeared in his hand. Then he swung it at great speed slashing several times in less than a second. The wolves fell short of him and stood up for a moment. Then their eyes went blank and their bodies burst apart in several pieces and blood and intestines flying everywhere. The man then sent his scythe away and continued on to the village as if the incident had never occured.
After arriving in the village, the man looked around for an inn. The battle with the wolves had not been tiring at all but he had not slept well in quite a while. The fact that he slept standing up didn't help him much either. As he walked through the village he saw some of the Enlightened Ones digging to make gardens for their food. He had never thought in a million years that their pride would allow them to do something like digging to make a garden but then again, after and incident that was great enough to cause the fall of the great city of Zeal, he supposed that people would do anything to survive. He also noticed a woman who was obviously and Enlightened One watching a young boy playing in front of a small cottage. She was sitting in a wooden chair on the porch watching him with a heavenly smile on her face. The man looked at the boy and saw that he was about four or so and looked a lot like his mother. The door of the cottage came open and a man who was one of the common people stepped out. He approached the woman from behind and hugged her and gently kissed her on the cheek. She looked up at him and smiled then went back to watching the boy. The man noticed two similar rings on each of their hands.
"Well, I suppose it was gonna happen eventually," the man thought as he continued his search for an inn. He finally found one but found a large crowd of people blocking the entrance. They seemed overly excited about something but the man didn't really care. He was tired and wanted to get a room and these people were preventing him from doing so. He pulled an older man from the crowd and turned him around to face him.
"You, what is going on here," he said in a very agitated voice.
"Two women were found unconscious on the outside of the village. They were starved and weak and seemed like they were going to die. They were brought to the inn just this morning," he replied.
"Why were they brought to the inn?"
"The village doctor has a room in the inn that he bought were he sees all his patients. He is in there examining them now."
"What do these women look like," the man asked. He figured that he could at least know what they look like so he could personally scare the living daylights out of them for stopping him from getting his room.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure, but from what I hear they look like the Enlightened Ones. Very important ones at that. They were dressed in very extravagant clothing. Everyone thought they may have been royalty."
The man's face immediately drained of any color that he had, if he had any at all.
"It can't be," he thought. "Has my search finally come to an end?"
"Thank you," the man said as he turned around and moved behind a building so no one could see him. He was going to try to cast a new teleportation spell he had been working on and he didn't want anyone seeing him. Not even the Enlightened Ones could use magic anymore and he most likely would have caused an uproar. He stood with his feet together and crossed his arms with one arm pointing upward, using the hand of that arm to place his middle and forefinger on his forehead. He chanted some words and in seconds he disappeared. Immediately he reappeared in the lobby. Luckily no one was around to see him so looked around for a sign or something that would point in the direction of the doctor's room. He found a hanging sign that pointed in that direction and he followed it. Surprisingly there wasn't anyone in the hotel except whomever was in the doctor's room. As he approached the room he heard a door open and immediately cast an invisible spell on himself. He saw that it was a young woman, apparently a nurse or aid of some sort, walking towards a door at the other end of the inn. She reached for a door marked "Storeroom" and go inside. He figured that the doctor must need some medical supplies and disregarded it. While still invisible he moved towards the door and took a peek inside. He could clearly see the doctor, a middle-aged man, about forty or so years old, leaning over one of the women. He couldn't see them clearly so he moved inside, careful not to touch the door so it wouldn't make any noise alerting the doctor of his presence. He leaned over the bed that the doctor was not attending and he almost went into shock. Lying in the bed was his mother.
"Mother," he thought. "Can it really be you?"
He was in a state of disbelief. He was sure that his mother had been killed in the battle with that red haired swordsman Crono and his friends.
"She's alive! I can't believe it," he thought. Then he realized who the other woman must be. At the moment he lost his focus on his invisible spell and ran over to the other bed, nearly knocking the doctor on his rear as he pushed him out of the way. Then he saw her. She was weak and much paler than she usually was. She had lost some of her beauty that she used to have but she was still beautiful to him.
The young woman started to gain consciousness and just barely managed to open her eyes. Her body was weak from a lack of nutrients in her system. She couldn't focus her vision completely and looked up at the figure standing over her. She could only make out the outline of his face and the color of his hair. She searched her memory for someone who looked like this and she finally found a face.
"Ja...Janus," she said weakly before she lost consciousness once again.