Angel of Darkness
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Trigger or it's characters.
Chapter 2
"SCHALA! SCHALA! WAKE UP!" The man, whom the young woman recognized as Janus, was shaking her slightly, trying to get her to awaken.
"Schala, I can't believe I've found you," Janus thought as he continued to try and wake her up.
The doctor dusted himself off and approached Janus cautiosly. Being a timid man and not very brazen, he tapped Janus on the shoulder. Janus quickly turned around and nearly knocked the doctor down again.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
The doctor was taken aback by this but still kept his calm demeanor.
"Excuse me, but who are you," he asked Janus calmy with a stoic expression on his face.
"I...." Janus started to say his real name but then answered with the one he had been given in the Middle Ages.
"Magus. I am Magus."
"Well, Mr. Magus....," the doctor started to say before Magus cut him off.
"No 'Mr.', just Magus."
"Very well then, 'Magus'. May I ask what you are doing?"
Magus stopped for a moment. He couldn't very well reveal who he or his sister and mother were. Feelings toward the Zeal royal family weren't exactly friendly even after five years. They were blamed for the ruin of Zeal and the mistreatment of the common people and in truth, they were right. It had been the royal family's fault for all the pain and suffering that the Enlightened and common people went through and even though he and Schala were not directly involved in it, they were at as much fault as their mother because they did nothing to stop it.
He thought another moment and said, "I'm this woman's brother. Her name is.....Lucca."
"Lucca, why did I use that name," he thought. He had never thought of that girl at all except during the brief time he joined with Crono and his friends. He had often caught her staring at him sometimes and she would turn away and blush. He knew she wasn't romantically interested in him. She didn't have that look in her eyes. She was simply interested in him. He figured that it was that curiosity that cursed all scientists. He didn't think on it any longer as the doctor tapped him on the shoulder again and interupted his thoughts.
"And that is your mother," the doctor said as he pointed to the Queen of Zeal lying on the adjacent bed.
"Yes, her name is.....Alexandra." Magus couldn't think of any name for his mother and it had been so many years since he had used her real name that he had actaully forgotten it.
"Oh, I see." The doctor didn't actually believe Magus but he didn't want to keep the women there any longer than he had to. He enjoyed taking care of the sick and injured but these women were causing quite a ruckus in the village and he was glad that someone was willing to claim them. Magus looked sincere anyway and didn't have the look of a criminal even though he did look rather dark. The doctor even began to see a sort of family resemblance between Magus and 'Alexandra'.
"Doctor, may I spend a few minutes with my family alone?"
"Certainly," the doctor replied. The doctor went outside the room and before he closed the door said, "I will be in the lobby should you need anything."
After the doctor left, Magus immediately began chanting a healing spell to heal Schala as best he could.
"She'll still need to eat something but this will do for now," he thought as a soft yellow glow emmitted from his hand and covered Schala's body. The color in her face returned and her physical condition slightly improved and Magus stopped the spell. Schala's eyes opened and she was able to fully focus them. She looked up at Magus and thought a moment where she had last seen him. Then it hit her.
"YOU! You're the prophet," she said as she sat upright.
"Yes, I am he. But that is not who I am now."
"Who are you then," Schala asked angrily. She remembered the prophet as an emotionless man who for some reason had been obsessed with Lavos and, at times, seemed even more so than her mother. She had remembered how he had used them to get close to Lavos and it made her furious and not many things made her that angry.
"I am someone that was once lost to you," Magus said.
Schala was confused. The only people she had ever lost that were dear to her were her father and her little brother. The prophet couldn't be either. Her father had died when she was very young and her brother had disappeared during the Lavos incident. Even if her brother had come back, it had only been five years and he would only be in his early teens.
"Who are you, really," she asked him again but this time there was some uncertainity in her voice.
"I am Janus, your brother," Magus said.
"Impossible. My brother disappeared five years ago."
"That is true. But you don't know remember exactly what happened do you?"
Schala opened her mouth to say something but closed it again. The prophet was right. she remembered seeing Lavos and that boy Crono and his friends facing it but everything after that was a blur.
"How can I know for sure that you are Janus?"
Magus looked directly into her eyes and said, "Peer into the windows of my soul and tell me what you see."
Schala looked into his eyes and saw pain and lonliness. A terrible feeling of anguish came over her and Magus as well.
"The black wind howls," Magus said as he looked up into the air.
"JANUS! IT IS YOU!" Schala nearly jumped out of her bed before she realized that she was still weak and somewhat starved.
"Relax, sister. A simple hug will suffice." Schala complied and hugged Magus as tightly as she possible could.
"Janus, I'm so glad you're okay but how did you get to be so much older? It's only been five years."
Magus then went on to tell her how he arrived in the middle ages after the incident with Lavos and how he had lived under Ozzie for years until he himself became leader of the Mystics. How he had dedicated his life to finding Lavos again and utterly destroying the abomination that stole his life from him. The hardest part of his story was explaining what he had done to get there. How the people of the Middle Ages knew him as a heartless monster, which as matter of fact, was exactly what he had become. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goal and would kill anyone who stood in his way. He had his head hung in shame when he reached this part of the story and looked up to see Schala's reaction. Her facial expression was that of shock and horror. He continued his story of how he met Crono and his friends and how he came to Zeal once again as the prophet. Then he told her what she didn't know. How Crono sacrificed himself against Lavos to save his friends. How they journeyed thorught time to resurrect him. How they went on a quest for the Sun Stone and all the other things they accomplished before they finally reached Lavos and defeated his core. Schala, although still somewhat in shock, was also elated to find out that the accursed Lavos had finally been destroyed.
"Brother," she started to say. "I have heard what you have said. I have heard the things you have done. I forgive you. I understand what you went through and I whole-heartedly forgive you."
"Thank you, Schala. That means a lot to me." For the first time in a long time, Magus smiled a smile of happiness.
"Oh, where's mother," Schala asked when she finally remembered her mother had been with her.
"I almost forgot," Magus said as he went to his mother's bedside and did the same healing spell on her. In just a few moments she to opened her eyes and looked up at Magus.
"YOU!" She cried out as she tried to jump out of her bed but like Schala found that she was still a little to weak to do so.
"Mother, it is alright," Schala said. "That man is Janus."
"What?" the former Queen of Zeal asked her daughter.
Schala looked to Magus and he nodded. Schala told her mother the whole story of what happened to Janus and how he became known as Magus.
"I see....." the former queen said as she lied back down on her bed.
"So what do we do now, brother," Schala asked Magus.
"I hadn't thought ahead that far. I had only been concerned with finding you. I never thought about what I would do once I actually found you."
"I think we should thank those young people that helped you destroy Lavos. It seems like the right thing to do," the queen suggested as she sat back up once again.
"That would be a good idea if we could still travel through time. All the portals have been closed and the Epoch machine that guru built is in 605 AD with the young people you want to thank," Magus said as he leaned himself against the wall. "And unless you two know about a time travel spell that I don't, we're stuck here."
"Actually," Schala began, "I do know of a spell that could transport us through time with the help of my pendant."
"Really now? How does it work," Magus asked with curiosity.
"Yes but it doesn't work unless three people who have high magic potential all cast it at the same time."
"Why three?" the queen asked.
"Well, I suppose a being as powerful as Lavos could do it own its own but it takes that many people to cast it because of the enormous amount of energy it takes to power the spell," Schala replied.
"Well what are we waiting for," the queen asked.
"For that doctor to discharge you two," Magus said, still leaning against the wall.
"Well, tell him that we are fine and can go now," the queen said.
"No," Magus said. "You two are still weak and need to rest and get some food in your systems. My healing spell only restored you partially. You'll have to heal the rest of the way on your own."
The queen was about to protest when Schala motioned for her not to. She telepathically sent her a message telling her that Magus was only looking out for their well being and was just doing what he thought best.
The queen made a "hmprf" noise and pouted a little but didn't say anything.
Magus telepathically said thank you to Schala and she smiled and nodded her head.
The doctor came back a few minutes later and couldn't believe his eyes. He thoroughly examined Schala and the queen as best he could and found nothing else wrong with them. He told them he would keep them for another day or two to get some food in their systems and to make sure nothing else was wrong. For the next two days Magus and his mother and sister spent time getting to know one another again. Schala told Magus how for five years they wandered the plains finding only a few villages every few weeks. She told him how they had come to the village they were currently in and how they had not eaten in weeks and were on the verge of starving to death. Magus told them about his journeys through the plains as well. His had not been quite as harsh physically but the lonliness had nearly drove him insane.
When the time came for them to leave, the villagers had gathered some food and new clothes for Schala and the queen to wear. Schala rather liked the plain green winter suit she had been given but her mother had her reservations about the suit she had been given. She still had a little bit of her royal pride and at first refused to wear it until Magus and Schala reminded her that there was no more Zeal and she had no reason to hang on to that pride. She scoffed at them but eventually wore it. The villagers sent them off and Schala, the queen, and Magus once again headed into the plains.
Once they had gone far enough from the village that it was no longer in sight, Magus turned to Schala.
"So what now," he said.
Schala instructed them to hold hands and told them the words. They began to chant and each of them was covered in a different colored glow. The queen in red, Schala in green, and Magus in blue. They slowly lifted off of the ground and then disappeared in a flash of light. It was as if they had vanished off the face of the planet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Trigger or it's characters.
Chapter 2
"SCHALA! SCHALA! WAKE UP!" The man, whom the young woman recognized as Janus, was shaking her slightly, trying to get her to awaken.
"Schala, I can't believe I've found you," Janus thought as he continued to try and wake her up.
The doctor dusted himself off and approached Janus cautiosly. Being a timid man and not very brazen, he tapped Janus on the shoulder. Janus quickly turned around and nearly knocked the doctor down again.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
The doctor was taken aback by this but still kept his calm demeanor.
"Excuse me, but who are you," he asked Janus calmy with a stoic expression on his face.
"I...." Janus started to say his real name but then answered with the one he had been given in the Middle Ages.
"Magus. I am Magus."
"Well, Mr. Magus....," the doctor started to say before Magus cut him off.
"No 'Mr.', just Magus."
"Very well then, 'Magus'. May I ask what you are doing?"
Magus stopped for a moment. He couldn't very well reveal who he or his sister and mother were. Feelings toward the Zeal royal family weren't exactly friendly even after five years. They were blamed for the ruin of Zeal and the mistreatment of the common people and in truth, they were right. It had been the royal family's fault for all the pain and suffering that the Enlightened and common people went through and even though he and Schala were not directly involved in it, they were at as much fault as their mother because they did nothing to stop it.
He thought another moment and said, "I'm this woman's brother. Her name is.....Lucca."
"Lucca, why did I use that name," he thought. He had never thought of that girl at all except during the brief time he joined with Crono and his friends. He had often caught her staring at him sometimes and she would turn away and blush. He knew she wasn't romantically interested in him. She didn't have that look in her eyes. She was simply interested in him. He figured that it was that curiosity that cursed all scientists. He didn't think on it any longer as the doctor tapped him on the shoulder again and interupted his thoughts.
"And that is your mother," the doctor said as he pointed to the Queen of Zeal lying on the adjacent bed.
"Yes, her name is.....Alexandra." Magus couldn't think of any name for his mother and it had been so many years since he had used her real name that he had actaully forgotten it.
"Oh, I see." The doctor didn't actually believe Magus but he didn't want to keep the women there any longer than he had to. He enjoyed taking care of the sick and injured but these women were causing quite a ruckus in the village and he was glad that someone was willing to claim them. Magus looked sincere anyway and didn't have the look of a criminal even though he did look rather dark. The doctor even began to see a sort of family resemblance between Magus and 'Alexandra'.
"Doctor, may I spend a few minutes with my family alone?"
"Certainly," the doctor replied. The doctor went outside the room and before he closed the door said, "I will be in the lobby should you need anything."
After the doctor left, Magus immediately began chanting a healing spell to heal Schala as best he could.
"She'll still need to eat something but this will do for now," he thought as a soft yellow glow emmitted from his hand and covered Schala's body. The color in her face returned and her physical condition slightly improved and Magus stopped the spell. Schala's eyes opened and she was able to fully focus them. She looked up at Magus and thought a moment where she had last seen him. Then it hit her.
"YOU! You're the prophet," she said as she sat upright.
"Yes, I am he. But that is not who I am now."
"Who are you then," Schala asked angrily. She remembered the prophet as an emotionless man who for some reason had been obsessed with Lavos and, at times, seemed even more so than her mother. She had remembered how he had used them to get close to Lavos and it made her furious and not many things made her that angry.
"I am someone that was once lost to you," Magus said.
Schala was confused. The only people she had ever lost that were dear to her were her father and her little brother. The prophet couldn't be either. Her father had died when she was very young and her brother had disappeared during the Lavos incident. Even if her brother had come back, it had only been five years and he would only be in his early teens.
"Who are you, really," she asked him again but this time there was some uncertainity in her voice.
"I am Janus, your brother," Magus said.
"Impossible. My brother disappeared five years ago."
"That is true. But you don't know remember exactly what happened do you?"
Schala opened her mouth to say something but closed it again. The prophet was right. she remembered seeing Lavos and that boy Crono and his friends facing it but everything after that was a blur.
"How can I know for sure that you are Janus?"
Magus looked directly into her eyes and said, "Peer into the windows of my soul and tell me what you see."
Schala looked into his eyes and saw pain and lonliness. A terrible feeling of anguish came over her and Magus as well.
"The black wind howls," Magus said as he looked up into the air.
"JANUS! IT IS YOU!" Schala nearly jumped out of her bed before she realized that she was still weak and somewhat starved.
"Relax, sister. A simple hug will suffice." Schala complied and hugged Magus as tightly as she possible could.
"Janus, I'm so glad you're okay but how did you get to be so much older? It's only been five years."
Magus then went on to tell her how he arrived in the middle ages after the incident with Lavos and how he had lived under Ozzie for years until he himself became leader of the Mystics. How he had dedicated his life to finding Lavos again and utterly destroying the abomination that stole his life from him. The hardest part of his story was explaining what he had done to get there. How the people of the Middle Ages knew him as a heartless monster, which as matter of fact, was exactly what he had become. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goal and would kill anyone who stood in his way. He had his head hung in shame when he reached this part of the story and looked up to see Schala's reaction. Her facial expression was that of shock and horror. He continued his story of how he met Crono and his friends and how he came to Zeal once again as the prophet. Then he told her what she didn't know. How Crono sacrificed himself against Lavos to save his friends. How they journeyed thorught time to resurrect him. How they went on a quest for the Sun Stone and all the other things they accomplished before they finally reached Lavos and defeated his core. Schala, although still somewhat in shock, was also elated to find out that the accursed Lavos had finally been destroyed.
"Brother," she started to say. "I have heard what you have said. I have heard the things you have done. I forgive you. I understand what you went through and I whole-heartedly forgive you."
"Thank you, Schala. That means a lot to me." For the first time in a long time, Magus smiled a smile of happiness.
"Oh, where's mother," Schala asked when she finally remembered her mother had been with her.
"I almost forgot," Magus said as he went to his mother's bedside and did the same healing spell on her. In just a few moments she to opened her eyes and looked up at Magus.
"YOU!" She cried out as she tried to jump out of her bed but like Schala found that she was still a little to weak to do so.
"Mother, it is alright," Schala said. "That man is Janus."
"What?" the former Queen of Zeal asked her daughter.
Schala looked to Magus and he nodded. Schala told her mother the whole story of what happened to Janus and how he became known as Magus.
"I see....." the former queen said as she lied back down on her bed.
"So what do we do now, brother," Schala asked Magus.
"I hadn't thought ahead that far. I had only been concerned with finding you. I never thought about what I would do once I actually found you."
"I think we should thank those young people that helped you destroy Lavos. It seems like the right thing to do," the queen suggested as she sat back up once again.
"That would be a good idea if we could still travel through time. All the portals have been closed and the Epoch machine that guru built is in 605 AD with the young people you want to thank," Magus said as he leaned himself against the wall. "And unless you two know about a time travel spell that I don't, we're stuck here."
"Actually," Schala began, "I do know of a spell that could transport us through time with the help of my pendant."
"Really now? How does it work," Magus asked with curiosity.
"Yes but it doesn't work unless three people who have high magic potential all cast it at the same time."
"Why three?" the queen asked.
"Well, I suppose a being as powerful as Lavos could do it own its own but it takes that many people to cast it because of the enormous amount of energy it takes to power the spell," Schala replied.
"Well what are we waiting for," the queen asked.
"For that doctor to discharge you two," Magus said, still leaning against the wall.
"Well, tell him that we are fine and can go now," the queen said.
"No," Magus said. "You two are still weak and need to rest and get some food in your systems. My healing spell only restored you partially. You'll have to heal the rest of the way on your own."
The queen was about to protest when Schala motioned for her not to. She telepathically sent her a message telling her that Magus was only looking out for their well being and was just doing what he thought best.
The queen made a "hmprf" noise and pouted a little but didn't say anything.
Magus telepathically said thank you to Schala and she smiled and nodded her head.
The doctor came back a few minutes later and couldn't believe his eyes. He thoroughly examined Schala and the queen as best he could and found nothing else wrong with them. He told them he would keep them for another day or two to get some food in their systems and to make sure nothing else was wrong. For the next two days Magus and his mother and sister spent time getting to know one another again. Schala told Magus how for five years they wandered the plains finding only a few villages every few weeks. She told him how they had come to the village they were currently in and how they had not eaten in weeks and were on the verge of starving to death. Magus told them about his journeys through the plains as well. His had not been quite as harsh physically but the lonliness had nearly drove him insane.
When the time came for them to leave, the villagers had gathered some food and new clothes for Schala and the queen to wear. Schala rather liked the plain green winter suit she had been given but her mother had her reservations about the suit she had been given. She still had a little bit of her royal pride and at first refused to wear it until Magus and Schala reminded her that there was no more Zeal and she had no reason to hang on to that pride. She scoffed at them but eventually wore it. The villagers sent them off and Schala, the queen, and Magus once again headed into the plains.
Once they had gone far enough from the village that it was no longer in sight, Magus turned to Schala.
"So what now," he said.
Schala instructed them to hold hands and told them the words. They began to chant and each of them was covered in a different colored glow. The queen in red, Schala in green, and Magus in blue. They slowly lifted off of the ground and then disappeared in a flash of light. It was as if they had vanished off the face of the planet.