Ahoy me hearties! I present to you my second stab at fanfic with a rusty cutlass. My apologies for the delay!
Disclaimer: I'm not supposed own Chrono Trigger, or something.
Chapter 2: Unfolding Destiny
So frantic that he was completely unaware that he was actually talking for the first time since some time BC, Crono watched in despair as he watched his best friends get taken aboard the ship along with the other passengers through the flames.
"Lucca...?" He asked nobody in particular. There seemed to be nobody left on the burning ferry anyway.
"Shut yer porthole already!" A ferocious pirate with long straggly red hair that matched Crono's own growled at him, pointing a gun at Crono's head. "Ye'll hop aboard now."
Whatever. Crono drew his sword.
Quite an unusual battle scene, really. All around them, the flames roared, and their arena was sinking steadily as the boat plunged into the waters.
"Onto the ship, or ye'll speak ye last words." The pirate cocked the pistol.
"Hey! That's mine!" Lucca shrieked, struggling frantically as the other pirates bound her with thick ropes. High above, on the pirate ship, everyone had stopped to watch the commencing battle.
"Cat got yer tongue?" The pirate sneered.
Ha, ha. Very funny. Wouldn't you be surprised.
"Well?" Red Head snickered. This lad was awfully stupid.
"Shut up," Crono mumbled.
The pirate smirked. "Pitiful landlubber."
BANG.
Crono was thrown into the flames. Marle and Lucca screamed. Everyone gasped.
Then... Crono's silhouetted figure emerged from the fire, unharmed. (Dramatic music.) The bullet had been fended off by Crono's Moon Armour.
"HA" Marle shouted. "You gotta wake up earlier than that to – "
"SSSHHH," The rest of the crew and captives hissed without taking their eyes off the fight.
Crono launched forward, pushed the pirate and grabbed the gun.
"Hey, that ain't just!" The pirate cursed, rubbing his backside.
Crono fumbled with the tiny gadget. Being a swordsman he wasn't all to sure on how to work these peashooter things. He decided to point the end at the pirate.
"I said, 'THAT'S MINE!'"! Lucca hollered, to the excruciating earache of her captors. "CRONO! GIVE ME BACK MY GUN!"
Crono could hear her shouts dimly over the raging of the fire. And he heard a very faint clunk, much like somebody being whacked over the head for not shutting up.
"Yer pointing the wrong end at me," Red-Head said, amused.
Oh. Crono was about to turn the gun the around...but no. What if he shot himself? Better not risk it.
But maybe Red-Head was genuinely trying to teach Crono how to blast his head off.
To everyone's annoyance Crono turned the gun around again.
This would have continued for another thirty minutes had not a sudden lurch tilted the ferry.
"Whoa-!" The two fighters slid into the railing. Crono fired by accident, and a loud but dying "AAAHHHhhh...!" erupted from the spectators area.
The boat was now sinking rapidly. The red-haired pirate turned and clambered onto the ship by the rope as the water splashed around his knees.
A retreat? Crono punched the air. Another victory counting towards his ever-climbing experience points and –
"CRONO!"
The remaining bits of the boat sunk into the depths of the sea, Crono and all.
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"You stupid –bleeping- pirates!" Marle bawled. "YOU KILLED HIM! Pass the salt, please," she added.
"Shut up will ye," Red-Head snarled. "Stupid lad gave me good cuts enough to last till Davy Jone claims."
The unfortunate captives were seated around a rather grand table, eating with the pirates' supervision. With fancy candles and a large chandelier over their heads. The pirates had found that nobody was going to work on an empty stomach, and that nobody was going to eat in a filthy cabin.
Lucca passed a dainty shaker to her friend.
"This is good," Marle confessed. "What is it?"
"The finest dolphin," a blue haired pirate leered.
Everybody froze. Marle stared at her plate in horror.
Well, nearly everybody froze. Lucca kept on eating until Marle elbowed her.
"OW! What?"
"You're eating dolphin, you idiot!"
Lucca looked both offended and disgusted, and it wasn't because Marle had made her spill soggy green stuff all over herself. "Two things, Marle. One, I am a vegetarian. As a vegetarian I took great pains to pick the green food. Secon-"
"That was moldy dolphin," Blue-Head snickered.
Lucca stopped chewing.
You have to hand it to her, Marle mused. Even with a plateful of rotten seafood in her stomach and half a plateful all over her lap, Luccakeeps her cool.
"But dolphins have been extinct for years," Lucca said faintly.
The pirates groaned. Blue-Head scowled. "Ye truly had ter spoil the joke, ye?"
Lucca went bright red. Machinery or joke, she ALWAYS had to blow something. "Oh...erm...well, they're not that extinct..."
"They're not? Oh my gosh! Lucca, you had me so upset!" Marle laughed, relieved.
Blue-Head was about to revive the joke by telling her that in which case, these dishes were certainly not dolphin-safe, when he spotted the sparkling pendant.
"Ye!" He whipped out a long cutlass.
Everyone froze again. The pirate lifted the blue pendant on the tip of the knife and gazed at it.
"What do you want?" Marle gasped. She wasn't too happy having a silver blade right next to her neck.
Red-Head rose from his seat and stared.
"'Tis the engraving," he said, his eyes glittering. "Ye be the One!"
DUN DUN DUN!
Alright I bet you think the ending was cheesy. Well good! It's supposed to be. Or the twists in the plot won't work out... heh heh.
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