Author Forward:
This is a fanwork in progress. Right now I'm presenting it in script form, writing it as a proposed game, rather than a simple fanfic. The story will follow a new adventure of Kid (Schala) following in Chrono Cross's footsteps.
As such, this work will contain spoilers for all other games in the series, including the DS remake. There are also some references to Radical Dreamers within, so if you haven't played through it, I highly reccommend finding a ROM and using Demiforce's latest English patch.
Finally, I'll remind everyone that this is a work in progress. Please notify me of any grammar, punctuation, spelling, continuity, or readability errors you may find. Positive feedback will be welcomed with cookies, constructive criticism will be recieved with an open minded nod, and arguments over which theoretical endings from Chrono Cross I should be using as canon for this story will be met with a "NO U" reply.
Without further ado, I present draft one of the introduction scene to Chrono Breaker.
Scene 1
Open in a public library, mostly empty with only a few inhabitants lost in their own literary worlds. Dust hangs heavy in the room, as beams of sunlight cut through it, providing the only illumination for the readers within.
We focus on one person in particular. A blonde girl in her late teens, her hair done in a long braid adorned with red ribbons, clad in rough travelling clothes. Resting against the side of her chair we see a large leather container, and propped up in front of her is a monstrously thick book entitled "World History Vol. 6: 501 A.D - 1500 A.D"
As we focus in on her, a reading of an unseen journal is heard in a woman's voice, and written on the screen.
"Day 1:
It's been one year since then. We had gone through so much together, and so much changed in the end. Even though it seemed he wouldn't remember any of it, I didn't care. I found someone special in him. Something inside him that I knew wouldn't change, even if the time we spent together was erased.
One year, and no luck finding him. I searched El Nido and all of Zenan for him. Our former companions, who also forgot the journey we went through, had no recollections of him of course. Only that girl, Leena.
She told me he had changed after that day on the beach, and left Arni in search of something. I only wish I knew where, or when..."
We cut to the girl's face, her eyes intently passing over pages in the history book as she turns them.
"But I'm getting ahead of myself. Never really kept a journal before this one, so I'm not even sure how to begin. Maybe in another life, another dimension, I would have a knack for writing something someone would want to read later on. Oh well, work with what you're given.
To begin, my name is Kid. Schala "Kid" Zeal to be long-winded about it.
I was born in 12,016 B.C, a time known by modern scholars as 'Antiquity'. My parents were the King and Queen of the magical kingdom that ruled there. Life was good in those days, but mankind was as ignorant of their surroundings as they ever would be. We had a source of power there, a magical energy that granted many great things. We eventually learned that the center of that power lay within a creature known since ancient times as Lavos, who lay dormant within the earth.
When I was about 15, my father passed away. My brother Janus and I helped each other through the pain of loss, but our mother grew distant from us. Instead, in her grief, she turned to Lavos. Breaking stride with the path the kingdom had taken so far, she made developing raw magical power the number one goal. Getting closer and closer to Lavos with every passing day. Janus saw her ambitions clearly for what they were, madness. She was no longer the loving parent we grew up with. Every passing day I regret not standing against her, and not depending on my own strength."
Kid closes the book and slides out of her chair, heading towards a bookshelf with the large volume in her arms.
"Needless to say, the power of Lavos brought the ruin of the kingdom, and what I distinctly remember as the end of my life. It wasn't death, so to speak, but something probably worse looking back. I was outside of everything, and with it all at the same time. Caught between existing and not existing, and in that void I was combining with that creature, Lavos. Any memories of that time I'd rather not recall vividly. All I know is that I turned my back on everything. My brother, my life, and the world.
But somehow, through all that, I found him. I heard him crying out, and something about him made me want to exist again, and be with him. I can't remember anything of that life for a while after that though. All I know is that this was around the time when I would be born again."
As she places the sixth volume back on its shelf, Kid grabs the next volume in the World History series, 'Vol. 7: 1501 A.D - 1998 A.D'
"My second life began in 1004 A.D. A clone of my other self I had created in hopes of reaching him. I was found by a woman named Lucca. She raised me up, along with several other kids who had lost their parents, mostly in some war that had been going on. She was a great person to live with, and I was proud to call her my big sister...
It's hard to remember the rest now though. Part of me remembers living there, happily growing up with all the kids and listening to Lucca spin her stories of adventure, while another part remembers all happiness being ripped away."
Kid sets the book on the table with a large audible thud, echoing through the library. A stern man behind a desk glances up momentarily at the noise, and shakes his head with dissapproval as he returns to his work. Kid takes her seat, and begins scanning this volume through.
"I remember a fire, and a man named Lynx taking Lucca away from me. I remember hating that bastard with every fiber of my being. I remember that taking his head became the sole purpose of my life for a long time.
Then I remember him. Serge. At first glance I liked him, and helped him at my first opportunity. Maybe some part of my other life had meant for me to find him. My own goals seemed to give way to his as we travelled together, searching for the solution to the puzzle of his life. Split dimensions, ironically caused by me. I think I wound up travelling with him many times, in many lives, but none of those travels seemed to end happily, until he found the original me.
Jeeze this is confusing to write down. To explain it better, Serge found his way to my first self, born in Zeal, and trapped beyond time. I was beyond consciousness by that point, and Lavos had full control over my actions. Until Serge played a song.
Silly that of all things to stop me from becoming the most terrible monster ever to exist, something as simple as a song would do the trick. It was familiar. Not of my life as Schala, or my life as Kid, but I knew that song. The dimensions had been torn down to ribbons by that time, so maybe it was from just one of those strands that I picked it up.
Anyways, the song awakened me. I knew where I was, who I was, and who had played the song for me, all in an instant. Strangly enough, it's the first vivid memory that I can produce since I lost my will at fall of Zeal. At that point I took control of my life for the first time ever, and severed myself from Lavos.
I'd hoped to set things right, right then and there. I just don't know what went wrong. I set the clock back, merging all the dimensions that I'd split when trying to reach out to Serge from beyond time. Undoing what I'd done using Lavos dwindling power at my disposal. Then I put my two selves together, in hopes that both lives could be complete.
I planned to go to him, to meet at that beach where his adventure started a year ago, and to start a life worth living."
Kid finally reaches the end of the last volume, with a dissatisfied scowl spreading across her face.
"If only I could figure out why the hell he wasn't there."
Kid grabs the book by the spine and flings it across the room with a loud growl, sending it crashing into a bookcase. The librarian stands alert at this, and glares at her, while pointing his finger towards the exit.
Librarian - "You! Out! Now!"
Kid scoffs, the scowl deepening on her face as she grabs the large leather container, slings it over her shoulder and walks past him.
Kid - "No problem. Place is bloody useless anyways."
We cut to Kid walking down the street in a modern metropolis setting, passing people on the sidewalk. We continue the narration of her journal as this scene plays.
"He was nowhere to be found, like he'd dropped off the face of the planet, with only those from his village even knowing he'd existed. I searched everywhere, the entire world, looking for him. Finally, I decided to start searching beyond that, through time."
Kid pauses at an intersection, waiting for the crosswalk to turn while she thoughtfully thumbs her amulet which hangs in her right hand.
"The amulet I had back when Lucca found me still had some magic in it. Magic that originated from that Lavos abomination yeah, but magic no less. It took me a while to find one, but I eventually found one of those things that Lucca spoke of in her stories of adventure, a gate in the forest on El Nido's main island. A gate through time.
I had no idea where it'd take me, but I was certain that Serge was no longer in this world, and I wasn't going to sit back and accept that fact."
Kid continues walking down the street, as the camera pans up to show the spreading city, concealed under a large transparent glass dome.
"So here I am, at the first step in a new adventure. The gate I found in El Nido led to 2000 A.D, further into the future than I'd imagined I'd wind up. I plan to use this era to my advantage, and search through their recorded history for any sign of Serge's existance."
We cut to the inside of an adequately furnished hotel room where Kid opens the door, tosses the leather container to the ground with a large metallic clang eminating from it, storms over to a desk, angrily opens a journal and begins to scrawl in it while reading her own writing aloud.
Kid - "Day 2: NOTHING! Not a damn clue to his existance! Nothing on file, nothing on their networks, nothing in their LONG BORING BOOKS! It's like he never existed at all!"
She sighs as she closes the journal shut and flops back onto the bed, staring at a fan on the ceiling.
Kid - "What the hell happened to ya, mate?"
