Yay...chap 3...oh goodie...I'm joyous...I hope you know I'm using my time I set for playing Final Fantasy 8 on this...so Review me! I did keep writing mostly cause I want to get to the what the fuck part. PLOT TWIST. Wont be there yet, or for a while though, so just sit back and try to guess what is gonna happen. I do not own shit okay...okay. Cause ya know if Chrono Cross belonged to me Leena would have died and Harle would have been tortured in sadness and there would have been a hell of a lot more Kid Serge Scenes. And the game would have ended sooooo differently. And more than1 of the 9 or so endings would have had a Kirge instead of none! ARG that was so disappointing...

Give The World

Chapter 3: Dreams? Reality?

Serge was awoken by a sudden scream. Serge opened his eyes, Cobalt blue searching the room he was in: flames devoured everything, golden eyes piercing through it all. A pillar collapsed, too burned and grief strickento stand any longer. The roof fell inupon young child. Serge couldn't move to save him. He couldn't move at all, not even to save himself from the burning sensation he felt running up his arm. A young girl. A very zealous girl, with a blonde pigtail threatened a gold-eyed demi-human. Serge watched, and couldn't do anything to stop it, he was forced by powers un-known to him to watch the girl be slashed and hurt by the feline demi-human. He couldn't run out and save her. He failed. Couldn't save Kid.

The scene obscured. Serge was lying on cold floors, watching as Lynx disguised as him stabbed Kid. Watched and couldn't do a thing as she fell to the ground, her necklace making a jiggle against the frozen floors of Fort Dragonia. Watch as Kid went pale, absolutely white, like some kind of ghost. Watch as Kid's breath stopped. He couldn't save her. He failed. Couldn't save Kid.

Kid lay in a bed, covered by those blinding white sheets in Doc's hospital, waiting for Serge to return with the Hydra humor. Though he never did. He couldn't go out in get it, like he did in the past. He failed. Couldn't save Kid.

Kid sat chained to a wall, bleeding and bruised, torn and worn. In a dark, musty, damp cell. All alone. Serge couldn't make her not alone, couldn't heal the wounds scattered across her porcelain skin. He failed. Couldn't save Kid.

Serge was engulfed in water, water that drowned out the previous scene. Only blue was visible, it was like a fog that was un-escapable. Serge surfaced and there was Arni village, just like it always was. Calm. Quiet. Un-crowded. Small. Serene. There stood Leena, like always, watching the children from the pier.

Don't believe in everything you see. It may not be reality. You may just be dreaming...

Serge awoke again. Blinded by the pure white sheets at Doc's hospital. Serge stood up, ignoring the pain in his stomach that spread through his body. He walked through the door. The scenes shifted un- naturally. Serge went outside, puasing only slightly to notice it. After the scenes shifted un-naturally again, showing the docks of Guldoveno one was there, just an empty Guldove. There were no bustling people, no people selling weapons for discount price. Serge took another step, it echoed, then people appeared, as if they were always there. Always there, without a single fail.

Don't believe in everything you see. It may not be a reality. You may just be dreaming...

Serge figured it was just that he was still delusional from the injury he had received from Harle...or maybe...a dream? Reality? What was going on? Serge was sure he missed something...or was too blind to see something...Or maybe he was just seeing too clearly.

"What are you doing up, dude? You shouldn't be up." And what are you doing here Doc? You should be in the hospital...

"I'm fine..." Serge was surprised at how suspicious and cold his voice came out. Doc didn't seem to notice though.

"Wow, you're pretty tough. Already up and about...well I guess that's okay. If you pass out or somethin' come back right away though...or wheneva you wake up..." Doc laughed and went inside the hospital. Serge thought that it would be more Doc like to tell him to go back inside and rest up. Then again, everything was screwed up at the moment. He let it go.

Serge made his way around town. Taking slight pleasure watching the ocean drift in and out, the waves shuffle back and forth. Serge watched a boat dock. Korcha jumped out of it. Upon noticing Serge he called out to him,

"Why aintCHA dead yet?" Oh great welcome.

"I dunno, guess I'm just a survivor." Korcha didn't seem at all pleased at Serge's still being alive.

"Oh..." damn. Korcha sounded disappointed.

"Look, next time I promise to die for you okay." Serge yelled and stood up.

"You betCHA you will" Korcha yelled back to Serge. And I thought Dario was bad. God.

Serge went to go see Steena. Miss logical would be a good person to see right about now. Serge made his way up the stairs towards Steena's current location. Serge's injury didn't hurt him so much; he had just gotten it to hurt so much it had gonenumb. Serge got through the guard at the door, and pushed the curtain out of his way, entering the small dimly lit hut. The scene's didn't flicker this time.

"Hello Serge. Glad to see that you are well." Serge nodded and leaned against a wall.

"Your wound hurts you, does it not?" Steena asked.

"Not really..." Serge replied.

"You are strong, truly the Chrono Trigger." If that was supposed to honor Serge, or be some kind of compliment it didn't turn out that way. Serge didn't like to be reminded of what he was, of his purpose. He preferred to be normal. Or at least not think about not being what and who he was.

"Yea..." Serge sighed.

"Do you have something you wish to ask of me?" Steena questioned. Serge thought a moment.

"Yea actually..."

"You may ask anything." Steena reassured.

"I was just wondering if you knew what something I heard meant." Serge explained slowly.

"What did you hear? Tell me, and I shall tell you what I know."

"...Okay...it was..." Serge sighed inwardly, this really had beennagging at him thouhg."Don't believe in everything you see. It may not be reality. You may just be dreaming." Serge finished, looking hopeful at Steena. Everything seemed to shut down. Steena stood in the same position exactly. The noises drowned out by silence un-merciful hands. Nothing happened.

Don't believe in everything you see. It may not be reality. You may just be dreaming.

Serge looked around. A moment or so passed then everything started again. The noise blurred back, and Steena stirred.

"Where did you hear that?" Steena's voice didn't seem her own suddenly. Realizatoin seemed to come to an abrupt hault. This wasn't right...he wasn't delusional...

"Do you know anything?" Serge refused to answer her question. Steena seemed to return to normal, her voice settling back into its usual tone.

"No. I know nothing. I can only give you my sincere apology." Serge didn't know what was going on, maybe it was just that he was delusional or psychotic...or maybe it was something else. Whatever it was...was un-known...for now.It was hard to figure everything out when at one moment everything was okay to the next so very wrong.Why was Serge's world crumbling even further beneath his feet everyday?

"Thanks anyway..." Serge left the small hut, without listening to Steena's monotone goodbye.

Serge made his way through the swarm of people. He climbed down the ladder, deciding to head back to the docks in his lonesome silence.

Someone screamed behind him. When Serge turned around he saw the hut he had come out of on fire. Someone behind him screamed. "LYNX!" Serge turned and Lynx stood flames ripping around him, his golden cat-like eyes glowing with sinister desire. Time stopped, everything was still no one moved, the noise all stopped, even the flames were beneath his humble power.

"Come now Chrono Trigger...you must understand?" Lynx questioned calmly.

"And what is it that I should understand?" Lynx snickered.

"Well of course...understand what is going on...and why." Lynx started to walk to Serge. Serge held his ground. Refused to budge a single inch...refused to crower for Lynx's malicious pleasure.

"I'm afraid I don't..."

"We must change that now..." Lynx snickered. "I guess I have been neglecting to teach you." Lynx stepped back. "See you..." flames wrapped around Lynx, and he was gone. Everything started again. The noise returned. It echoed throughout Guldove. Flames tore through the crowds of people, killing. Serge jumped out of the way as a building collapsed. He felt his wound reopen, felt as blood came, pouring down, spilling across the ground, dying it a crimson red. Everything stopped again. Then started and then stopped, and repeated, Serge saw a girl, a girl with blonde hair, a girl who was bleeding and bruised, torn and worn, flicker in and out of his vision, when time stopped she was right before him, when it started she was gone again. Serge forced himself to get up, he made his way to where the girl was, where Kid was. He was so close. Almost there. Serge couldn't hold his weight any longer. He collapsed. Time stopped. Flames stopped in mid burn. Serge fell into Kid, who caught him. Kid fell to the ground form his weight, lading on her knees. Serge let his head rest on her shoulder. Kid cradled Serge in her arms. Let her head rest next to his neck. A few solemn tears ran down Kid's face, and landed softly on Serge's shoulder. Serge wrapped his arms around the crying Kid, trying to be of some comfort. Kid held onto him. Never wanting to let him go. Hoping time would just stay suspended for them forever. But Reality...dreams...aren't that kind. Everything started again. The flames once again burned. Kid disappeared, faded away. Serge fell to the ground, as Guldove burned around him. He had failed again.

Okay...I'm happy...it's starting to get a little creepy...can't wait to post chapter 5...that one is um...a little different...I'm writing it now...and don't have a chapter 4 started...arg...it is 2:25 though...and there is school tomorrow, oh the dreaded 6th grade. So I kinda have to sleep...sigh...REVIEW ME! And Kp I don't totally hate this...so yay...be proud of me for not...though tomorrow ill will probably think it sucks...alas that is my sad life...

(Hey, like months later andI'm editing, like I said in chap 1 or was it 2? Oh well so yea, I'm totally ashamed of this...it's almost enough to make me take it down...)