Chapter 6

"Okay, let me get this straight. You two are," I said, pointing to Lucca and Marle, "from 13,000 years in the future, and she is," I said, pointing to Ayla, "from so far back that it would be a waste of time to count all the years. Marle disappeared into 400 years into your past and you and Crono saved her, then Crono and you went to the distant future where all is bleak and Lavos has destroyed the world. Then you went to fix a giant sword called the Masamune which is really the red knife of the Guru of Life... Oh, my head is starting to hurt."

"Yeah, that's the problem with time travel," said Lucca.

"Okay. Well, if we're going to rescue Crono, we first HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!" said Marle.

"Fine," I said, and us four now sneaked aboard the Blackbird.

I still hadn't told them about my dreams. Not yet. I had to know them better than that they were time travelers. I really couldn't believe them yet. Not until I saw it with my own eyes.

"Say, Rebecca, you say you once had magic?" asked Lucca.

"Yeah, and I still can do simple spells."

"You should go see Spekkio. He gave us our magic, and he may be able to give your's back."

"Really? Cool," I said.

We came upon a few bashers upon our short-lived quest. We found their items, along with this 'gate key' that's supposed to be able to open rips in the space-time continuum. I still am doubtful. It looks more like a crystallized flower. We climbed another ladder, and we were on the wing of the Blackbird. We dodged past a few patrols while trying to find a way to sneak onto where Dalton was remodeling the Wings of Time.

We got to the edge of the wing, and were almost blown off by a sudden gust of wind. A great portal appeared, and the Golemboss came out.

Marle had given me an ether, but I was still pretty much out of magic. I decided to stand back and just heal others when necessary. Lucca started out with a few Protect spells, and Marle put Haste on everyone. Ayla randomly kicked and scratched the golem. All this was happening while the Golemboss was counting down. When it reached zero, though, it froze in it's tracks.

"I'm afraid of heights," it mumbled.

I had to stiffle a laugh. This great creature, afraid of heights? What a luck of the draw!

"Don't waste your energy," I called out, "just attack!"

Lucca nodded and lead. Ayla went on a wild frenzy, just claws, or fingernails, and teeth. Lucca would shoot the enemy, then quickly reload and shoot again. Marle followed suit. Finally, the golem disappeared in a flash of red light, and we were victorious.

"You really should get a weapon from Melchior," Lucca commented.

"I... cannot. Something inside me rejects the weapon, and I hurt someone."

"Sounds like berserk status."

"What? Is that what Ayla was in back there?"

"No, that's just Ayla. It's like a special magic that makes you just attack, attack, attack."

"Hmm. Maybe I'll ask Melchior something when we meet him."

"Okay."

We stood there for a minute, just recovering from the encounter. Then we saw a flash. A silvery flash.

"Epoch!"

"It's... flying?"

"It's not Epoch! It's the Aero-Dalton Imperial! Mwa, ha, ha, haha! You are excess baggage! Make like the wind and blow outta here...!" Dalton yelled over the wind.

The Wings of Time, Epoch, whatever you would call it, shot lasers at us. We quickly dodged back.

"Crono..." whispered Marle.

"What?"

"Give back Crono!" she yelled, then jumped onto the Wings of Time.

"Uh,oh..." said Lucca, "Let's go."

We all jumped on to the Wings of Time.

"You, you...!" said a very surprised Dalton.

We fought, but Dalton was quickly defeated. He decided to play his luck, and summon Golemboss, but Golembosss, was of course, dead, so the rip in space sucked in Dalton, and closed.

"Is Epoch okay?" asked Lucca.

"Epoch, okay?" asked Ayla.

"More importantly, did he change the controls? Becca! Hit the red button, quick!"

I pressed the big red button, and lasers once again shot out of the Epoch, hitting the Blackbird.

"Well, then try the blue one!"

I reached for it, but everyone gasped. I looked up to see what was happening. The Blackbird had lost its left wing! It sped toward the waves... and was gone. We could hear cheers coming from the surface of the world.

"Phew, now I get it!" exclaimed Lucca.

"Great!"

"Epoch in good shape! Epoch... become bird!!" yelled Ayla.

"Crono..." murmured Marle.

"Marle... come on! If we're alive, and Epoch's fine and well, I'm sure he is!"

I wanted to comfort her, tell her that my dreams said that Crono would come back, but I knew it was a secret I could not reveil... yet.

We landed once again on the island, and people were mumbling about a weird stranger coming by looking for us. He 'went to the north cape' they said.

"Maybe it's Crono!" said Marle.

"Maybe it's someone else," I said, remembering the prophet.

Either way, we headed toward the north cape. Nothing and no one was there, save a small amulet, that I immediately recognized as Schala's.

"It's..." I whispered.

A blur of dark colors swept by my vision. The person who was the source of these colors picked up the amulet. The three behind me drew their weapons.

"So, it's you..." he said.

"The prophet..." I mumured.

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Author's notes: Another chapter down, six more to go. I hope. Maybe this'll be my first fic to ever get finished! Thank you everyone! Must I remind you every day, to REVIEW!!!!! Thank you and I hope you will enjoy the next chapter.  Special thanks to:

Lady D3ath - Thanks again for the positive review!  I agree, and I hope being sucked out of existence wasn't to easy for him.

In the next chapter there is going to be a few dreams, for the absence of any this time.  Well, you can't dream if you don't sleep.  Also, I may add some weird dreams later on.  Be prepared.