Fan Fiction ❯ Chronoceptor ❯ Introducion/Disclaimer ( Prologue )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Keyvan : As always, be on the watch for spoilers. You don't have to play Chrono Cross or Conker's Bad Fur Day to understand the stuff in here, but in most cases it sure as hell helps.

(A/N - when we last were on the Ultimatum front, the new Chosen, Conker the red squirrel, finally was appointed into Ultimanium's Battalion - the gathering of a group of Chosen destined to confront the super saiyan Ultramagnus and defeat him, returning equilibrium to the dimensions. (don't ask. :) Ultimanium now only has three Chosen left to find, and then the assault can begin... with Conker, Berri, Rodent, the original Ultimatum team and these three new people, Ultimanium may just stand a chance against this new threat...)


(CAUTION - If you wanted to have any idea what that meant above, you should have read the first two parts of the Ultimatum Saga - The Ultimatum, and Deus ex Conker. It's not too late! Run a search on them NOW!)

Keyvan : Don't expect this story to be generally deep - I want to get past introducing the Chrono Cross Chosen and get on to the Argetlahm Adventures as quickly as possible. Add to the fact that I never really paid attention to Karsh's storyline throughout Chrono Cross... well, I can expect you to not be impressed. However, read on... the Argetlahm Adventures are better, I assure you...




Keyvan : Once more unto the fray. Davis, wanna look at this?

Davis : Damn it, not another one...

Keyvan : Honest, you star in the next one.

*Davis snatches the script out of Keyvan's hands*

Davis : Fine. Hey, Vee, we got more work.

*Veemon groans*


I tossed another loose rock across the relatively calm water. It was generally a bad time to try to skip rocks across bare ocean, but then again, it was generally ALWAYS a bad time to try to skip rocks on ocean. While living alongside an ocean has its perks, one of them is NOT being able to skip rocks. I kinda wish sometimes that these waters would calm down to the point once in a while that I could virtually walk across it. That would give me some killer skips. But, alas, Mother Ocean does not change her ways for a young man like me. We polluted her... we robbed her of her pearls.. we desecrated the life that once flourished in her.. maybe she stirs herself up once in a while to piss us off. Not that I can blame her. Once, the residents of Arni, including me, went on a massive fishing splurge in early July. I can't say that helped much.

Sometimes, I'll look upon the stars and recollect what fate they represent. ... fate? Fate is nothing more than a force created by our masters to make us double check our decisions. It bars imagination, courage, anything that stands for the freedom and control of our own lives. Fate can be denied, even if not totally defied. Some people need to know things like that.

I sometimes walk down along Opassa Beach.. like tonight. I sometimes look down upon the sand when I walk... hoping the little green rift would sprout through the sand again and take me on some far-flung adventure. A dimensional distortion, they called it. It was my excitement, my pride, my curiosity that brought me to it and sent me on the crusade against fate. Sometime, I'll take the handle of the Mastermune high once again, return and fight for other peoples' defiance of fate. It is then that they will realize the salvation of not having to be held back by their limits.

Someday, we will all return.. and the Chrono Cross will have meaning to all of us. The power to cross up the dreams of the dimensions and unite them in one song of love... that would work too.

Aw, but, hey, for the time being, I think I'll go for a swim. The entire 'save the galaxy' mentality can wait. Mother Ocean's cleansing waters wait for someone to leap from 50 feet and do a cannonball into them.

But when the time comes, I'll be ready...

For I am Serge - A Man of Arni!

"Serge!!" A voice rings out in the darkness behind me.

Leena stops at my feet and keels over, trying to catch her breath. "C'mon, you'll miss the fireworks! You aren't going to stand here all night and just stare into space, are you?"

Really, some nights I would.

She grabs me by the arm and begins to drag me off to the lights in the distance - the village of Arni. Why someone would shoot fireworks tonight is beyond me. We just had a disasterous fishing season in the El Nido island chain, yet some people just wanna toss it behind them and make it look like nothing happened. They'll have fun, I'm sure.

Urrgghh... I just can't get it off my mind... I want to go out and slash something in half. Maybe this whole adventuring thing is taking over my mind. I guess I could use a rest.

"Okay, geez, I can handle it myself." I sighed. I jerked my arm away from Leena and began walking ahead of her.

"Tooooouchyyy!" Leena laughed. "C'mon, let's get moving!"

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FWADADOOM

Poshul fell out of his bed. He quickly stumbled to his four feet and waddled over to the window.

What was going on here? Like he would know. But he could detect something wrong with the situation...

Another four darts of light shot into the sky and exploded in a flash of colored light. As Poshul began to settle down again on his blanket, another brilliant dash of light across the sky shot forth. Except this one was headed toward the ground.

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Radius sat on his porch a good distance away from the main festivities. A reverse spiral hit the sky and spewed sparks down on the ground below.

"Hohoho! Looks like them down there are having some fun... I wonder what's going on..."

Radius slowly climbed out of his chair, and looked to the sky to see a projectile shoot by ahead of him. He turned to track the disturbance as it rocketed forward.

Radius scratched his head. "Whatever those people are doing, they overshot a bit..."

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I peered up and tracked the comet-like object barreling across the sky. It was losing altitude.

Leena looked back. "Serge...? What's wrong?"

"...A falling star..."

Leena tilted her head to the side. "You don't see many falling stars around El Nido."

"Exactly. There's something up with it. It looks like it's going to come down off the shore a couple of miles. I'm going to check it out after."

The object, as if it were being controlled, arced down quickly and slammed itself into the tranquil tides not more than a thousand feet from the shore. I looked on. Something was REALLY wrong with this picture.

"Leena, go back to the village and wait for me," I ordered. I'm going to try to get a raft and check this out."

"Aw, Serge..." Leena whined.

"No buts. I want to sit around and watch fireworks as much as anybody, it's just that I have a really nasty feeling about this. I'll be back in about half an hour."

I turned and began running back through the reef toward the far-off Arni village via Lizard Rock. Someone else must have seen it. I had to get a closer look...

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Radius looked on towards the dancing and music that continued in the town centre. "Now joining in... THAT would look funny..."

A child ran up to Radius. "E-elder! Come quick! Something's wrong!"

The child turned and ran into a nearby hut. Radius followed.

"Well, son, what are you doing inside at a time like this? With these hooligans in the streets and all... I figured you would join in."

The child pointed into the lobby of the hut. "There! Right there!"

A hovering green pyramid sat at the end of the hallway. Except it was dimming out every couple of seconds, followed by a small shower of sparks.

"The Record of Fate..." Radius gasped. "What could be disrupting it?"

"Oi! Think about it, old man - what normally throws off a disciple of Fate?"

Radius turned to the door to find a woman standing there. A rather small, indecently dressed one at that...

"Could I ask who you are, and what you are doing here?" Radius asked.

She threw out an open hand. "Nice to meet ya. Name's Kid."

(A/N - I'm going along with the theory that when Serge woke up on the beach at the end of Chrono Cross, he was the only one to recall any of the events that happened. The only other one to know of the adventure... need I explain?

From here on in, things might accidently become royally screwed up, so you've been warned.)

Radius reluctantly shook with Kid. "..yes. I am the elder of this village, Radius."

Kid rolled her eyes. "Yeah, one of the 4 Devas... yadda... we all know the drill."

Radius backed away. "What do you know of me?"

"That isn't important right now," Kid said. "Alrighty, I see you have a problem with your Record of Fate here. You wanna know what really pisses off Fate?"

Radius was undeniably lost at this point. "...er... no."

Kid rubbed her chin. "Alright... how do I explain this...you have your Fate. Fate normally defines what a person does and accomplishes in his/her life, no? Fate believes it has all the cards - so Fate normally doesn't take kindly to people messing with its infrastructure. Roughly translated, if there's any way someone can avoid death artificially; insulting Fate.."

Kid looked over to the hovering turquoise element. "...Fate shows its fury through its advocates, here. Tell me, 'elder', have you seen anything funny tonight in your village?"

"Well... we... um... we... had ... a falling star pass by..." Radius stammered.

Kid shook her head in disgust. "Just fricking peachy.. a Chrono Interceptor..."

"Come again?" the child said.

"Chrono Interceptor. Zeal terminology for a person or object created that purposely disrupts either a dimensional or chronological line. Old man, you have a problem on your hands, here. You have any idea what kind of damage people could cause if they could jump dimensions as they wanted?"

Radius stepped up. "Wait, wait a minute. How could just a meteorite present such a risk to other dimensions?"

"That wasn't a meteor, old man. That was very much a manmade object you saw, and it would be in our best interest to get rid of it."

Radius glanced out the window ahead of him, looking out to the sea. A storm was brewing. He certainly didn't like the look of things. And for good reason. No one loved dimensional rifts. And there was no telling what was beyond it... or, to be more precise, what would come from it...