Chrono Cross: The Mystery of Lynx
by
Machoto Mirago
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Disclaimer: Everyone's seen one of these...every character and location, etc, that is
mentioned in this fanfic belong to Squaresoft. All I did was write the fiction. Enjoy.
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Chapter One . . . . .
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It was dark. Unusually dark. The kind of darkness you would expect to find in
an air tight celler, except this was worse. Another step, another chance of death.
When would he get out of here? Something wasn't right about this place, and he
couldn't help but feel like he was being watched.
Another step. The decaying leaves beneath his feet cracked loudly as he
came ever closer to his impending doom. Not a sound could be heard but his own
footsteps.
His eyes were wide open, but he could see nothing. 'How did I get here
anyway?' he thought over and over again. Serge had no recollection of ever coming
upon those grounds.
Yes, Serge was his name. He began to remember...A lowly fisherman from
Arni Village. Ever since his love, Leena had been murdered, ten years ago, he had
lost all faith in life. He lived for one thing, revenge. His eyes narrowed as it started
coming back to him. He was there for him. That man...that creature who murdered
Leena. He was there for revenge.
He gripped the dagger hanging lightly at his side roughly, took another deep
breath, and broke into a run, ever moving forward, seeking only vengance.
Serge stopped abruptly as a strong gust of wind blew against him. The trees
around him shook madly and it was all he could do to stand his ground.
Then he saw it ... the luminous orange orbs... lurking silently ahead of him.
Coming towards him, taunting him. It was time. This was the moment he had been
waiting for all these years. He could avenge his love, and take back his stolen
pride. . . but why couldn't he move. . ?
He struggled to bring up his dagger, but his arm was pinned to his side. To
flee was no longer an option. All he could do was stand there, watching those eyes
watch him. . .
With no warning whatsoever, the sky lit up with a red light and his heart sunk,
as he finally saw him. . . those eyes . . . that smirk . . . it was just like that night, ten
years ago. . .
Serge cried out as he tried to lunge, only to meet the force of his foe's magic,
which pushed him up against a large redwood tree. He faced his beastly rival, as he
slithered ever closer to him.
He was inches away from him. He could feel his hot breath on his face, but he
could do nothing but watch and wait.
The beast grinned wildly, raising his mighty claw above his head. Serge cried
out as the claw came down on him.
Serge awoke in a cold sweat, screaming. He gripped his pillow tightly as he
recollected himself. This was the fourth time he'd had this dream. . .
by
Machoto Mirago
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer: Everyone's seen one of these...every character and location, etc, that is
mentioned in this fanfic belong to Squaresoft. All I did was write the fiction. Enjoy.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter One . . . . .
-----------------------------
It was dark. Unusually dark. The kind of darkness you would expect to find in
an air tight celler, except this was worse. Another step, another chance of death.
When would he get out of here? Something wasn't right about this place, and he
couldn't help but feel like he was being watched.
Another step. The decaying leaves beneath his feet cracked loudly as he
came ever closer to his impending doom. Not a sound could be heard but his own
footsteps.
His eyes were wide open, but he could see nothing. 'How did I get here
anyway?' he thought over and over again. Serge had no recollection of ever coming
upon those grounds.
Yes, Serge was his name. He began to remember...A lowly fisherman from
Arni Village. Ever since his love, Leena had been murdered, ten years ago, he had
lost all faith in life. He lived for one thing, revenge. His eyes narrowed as it started
coming back to him. He was there for him. That man...that creature who murdered
Leena. He was there for revenge.
He gripped the dagger hanging lightly at his side roughly, took another deep
breath, and broke into a run, ever moving forward, seeking only vengance.
Serge stopped abruptly as a strong gust of wind blew against him. The trees
around him shook madly and it was all he could do to stand his ground.
Then he saw it ... the luminous orange orbs... lurking silently ahead of him.
Coming towards him, taunting him. It was time. This was the moment he had been
waiting for all these years. He could avenge his love, and take back his stolen
pride. . . but why couldn't he move. . ?
He struggled to bring up his dagger, but his arm was pinned to his side. To
flee was no longer an option. All he could do was stand there, watching those eyes
watch him. . .
With no warning whatsoever, the sky lit up with a red light and his heart sunk,
as he finally saw him. . . those eyes . . . that smirk . . . it was just like that night, ten
years ago. . .
Serge cried out as he tried to lunge, only to meet the force of his foe's magic,
which pushed him up against a large redwood tree. He faced his beastly rival, as he
slithered ever closer to him.
He was inches away from him. He could feel his hot breath on his face, but he
could do nothing but watch and wait.
The beast grinned wildly, raising his mighty claw above his head. Serge cried
out as the claw came down on him.
Serge awoke in a cold sweat, screaming. He gripped his pillow tightly as he
recollected himself. This was the fourth time he'd had this dream. . .