A/N: Been doing some editing and I'd figured I should work on this one in quite a while, seeing as I haven't edited a chapter in this story in a while. I revised chapter 1 and got quite a lot done on that. (total of 9 pages compared to the original 5 and a half) I think I managed to clear up some things that were confusing that I hadn't done the last time and now I have to do the same to this one and the next.

Anyway my rambling is annoying so on with the story but first, the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chrono Cross or Digimon

Code Thing
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Attacks/Techs/Elements
Words that express meaning

Chapter 2 Dream or Reality?

What was the start of all this?

When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now,

From deep within the flow of time.

But for a certainty, back then

We loved so many yet hated so much

We hurt others and were hurt ourselves.

Yet even then we ran like the wind

Whilst our laughter echoed

Under cerulean skies...

Yet all I see is Darkness...

Serge...

Serge...

"Oi, Serge, wake up," I feel something smack me in the cheek a few times before I opened my eyes. Groggily, I find myself staring into the light blue eyes of my friend Kid. "Wha-"

I was lying down; I slowly sit up as Kid moves away from me, she makes a face and stands up looking away probably angry with me that I had dozed off. "Sleeping like a beachbumb," I hear Kid sigh before she mutters to herself. It only takes me a few seconds to realize that I was was sitting down on the sparkling sands of Opassa Beach.

But how?

How did I get here?

I remember that we were in Fort Dragonia, and we had made it through all the way to the main chamber at the top of the fort. Kid, Glenn, and I had entered, and found Viper there along with Lynx. We first fought the General and defeated him before everything took a turn for the worst. They were allies yet, Lynx did away with Viper. He was only using him, and when he got him out of the way, the demi-human came after us, but we managed to beat him as well.

Then like in my first dream, everything changed. The pain I felt before I changed then Kid lying on the floor, her body not moving at all as a small pool of blood collected itself where she was stabbed. A few feet away from Kid was Glenn who had been knocked out cold and was also on the floor.

Looking down at me was a boy. He had blue eyes, a red bandana with intricate designs worn over his blue hair, he was wearing a black shirt under a chain mail vest, and dark blue shorts that reached down to his knees. He was holding onto a dagger that was stained with fresh blood, it was practically dripping off the blade.

That boy was me!

But I hadn't done it! But I couldn't have! It was Lynx looking like me who had done all those horrible things. Lynx who had become me, staring down at me a pitiless gaze as I had become him. I was no longer human as I was lying on the floor watching in terror as the impostor smiled darkly in delight.

After that, there was the pain again then darkness...

Then Kid slapping me around for no paying attention.

I dusted the sand away from my clothes, but I couldn't stop thinking about what happened. It takes me a while to realize that it was just another dream. I suppress a groan, that it's the strangest I've had in so long, and definitely much worse than the ones from before. I close my eyes thinking.

'It felt so real...'

I couldn't help but shudder inwardly, I remove my gloves to examine my hands. They were tanned lightly, and not covered in fur like those of a demi-human; I studied my hair tugging at it so that I could see that it was still blue, heck my clothes were those that I would normally wear. I was still myself, same old Serge. I sigh in relief that I was myself and once more felt I had nothing to worry about. Still, I couldn't help but shake the feeling that something was wrong, but I knew it couldn't be true…

Right?

Nothing to worry about.

Kid turns around and stares at me for a second tapping her foot impatiently, "Well?" she says and I can't help but stare back at her confused. She looks at me disappointedly and turns her attention back to the open sea. I feel bad for dozing off and forgetting whatever it was that she was talking about, but having known Kid for the last few days, I think it might have had something to do with Lynx.

I knew Kid hated the demi-human with a passion, I remember back shortly when we were on the Water Dragon Isle that she told me a bit about her past. She was an orphan and someone had taken her in, her Sis as Kid called her. She never did tell me the name of the woman who raised her, but I had a feeling that her name must have been Lucca, the name that was spoken in my dream. Despite where it came from, Lucca seemed like a fitting name for such a person. And from what Kid says, she must have been an inventor of sorts. Maybe that's why Lynx raided Kid's home in the first place to kidnapped her Sis.

I can't imagine what that must have felt like, losing someone you cared about. I can't imagine being alone and struggling to survive bearing nothing but hatred and a need for revenge. But why did he do that?

I shudder again at the thoughts that race through my mind. Thoughts that only arouse questions; why was he so interested in me, there was nothing special about me or anyone in my village. How could he have known who I was to begin with? I don't even exist in this world anymore, that was made clear to me the night we snuck into Viper Manor and met that strange prophet who told me, that there were two worlds, and that I had died in this world 10 years ago, but lived in my own. But I still didn't understand why did my living or dying cause the world to split in two, and speaking of two worlds, why hasn't the Lynx of my world (if he does indeed exist in my world) gone looking for me as well?

I try to distract myself from these discouraging thoughts and stare at Kid's braided blonde hair that was swaying to the left then the right as the wind blew past us, I wonder just how many hair bands did she use to keep it sticking that way? I should ask her, though chances are that she'll snap at me and say that it's none of my business.

She dangerous with that attitude of hers, yet I wouldn't change that for the whole world. Who knows, if there's that tough nature of hers on the outside then maybe there's a sweet, kind girl on the inside, a beautiful girl . I wonder what she would do if I ask her to put that hair of hers down. I find myself surprised to be thinking this way about Kid. I've only known her for a few days, but already I found myself falling for her.

I got the feeling that she was mad at me. What was she trying to ask me? I look up and see a few the birds that were flying above us. Maybe I should apologize.

Before I can even try to get up and call out to her, Kid turns around and is smiling at me. She extended her gloved hand out to me. Strange when I stared at her, how her blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the sunlight.

"C'mon," she says, I figure she's not mad at all and grab her hand, she helps me up to my feet and starts leading me somewhere. It turns out that she's leading me towards the water; apparently it doesn't matter to Kid whether our clothes got wet. We head deeper to the point where our feet can no longer touch the sandy ocean floor.

Had I not overcome that fear of drowning that I had developed as I child I would have been panicking right now, but I had to admit that I was kinda enjoying being in here and having fun at the moment. Kid begins to splash me without warning so I do the same. Her giggle makes me smile and laugh, but me being distracted only gives her the chance to trick me and splash me again. I don't know what brought about this sudden behavior in Kid, but I didn't care as we played on for the next couple of minutes

Eventually Kid began taking this a bit too serious and dived underwater pulling me down seconds later. She lets go and I swim back up taking deep breaths as I wait for Kid to pop up again. She appears with a splash and starts laughing. It may have seemed funny to her, it certainly was not for me.

"What?" she notices the look on my face and smiles, "It was just a little water, what harm can it do? Eh Serge?" she says to me. I shake my head, and think about swimming back to shore, I turn around but Kid suddenly swims around and appears to block the path in front of me.

"C'mon Serge don't start acting like such a wuss," she says, her smile on her face changing to a smirk before she swims closer and pushes my head underwater. I fight back and struggle to get back up.

But every time I got free, her hand would find its way to my face and shoves me back down. This wasn't funny anymore, why wouldn't she stop? This wasn't like Kid at all. I look up and notice her as she shoved my head deeper, I couldn't help but feel that she was enjoying this.

I break free again and gasp for air, "Kid… Stop…" I plead, but she pushes me down every time I got back up.

"What's the matter serge? Don't tell me yer afraid?" she replies mockingly.

"Please…this… isn't funny…" I continue to gasp.

"No, it's not," Kid stops and looks at me thoughtfully. "But it is now!" she exclaims as she punches me in the face and laughs at me as she grabs me by my hair and begins to torture me once again.

"Why?…Kid?…Why?" I started to choke before some water entered my lungs. Even then she didn't listen nor did she answer, all I could hear from her was more of a sadistic laugh.

Then everything changed.

I'm submerged underwater, deafening the sounds of Kid's laughter as I struggle and reach above to move her hand away, but fail. I see something that wasn't there before, Glowing red orbs looking down at me. More water rushes into my mouth and there's a burning feeling in my chest beginning to surface.

It wasn't real, this wasn't real. This couldn't have been Kid doing this to me, she would never do something like that. It was a trick, a demon in a guise of my friend, and if I don't do something to stop it soon, it might kill me. Through blurry eyes I see the Ivory Dagger that Kid usually carried in a sheath around her waist. I make a grab for it and pull it out before this impostor can do anything about it. I stop struggling long enough to drive the Dagger into its abdomen.

The hand releases it's hold on me, and I am able to swim up to surface, taking deep breaths as I stare at the being floating in the water in front of me. It had its eyes closed, its arms dropped to the side. I'm still holding onto the dagger watching intently as this Kid opens its eyes and stares at me, her blue eyes widen in shock as a hand appears covered in watery blood. Blood slowly starts seeping from her abdomen and tainting the water surrounding us both.

"S-serge?" Kid manages to sputter out, a trail of blood starts peeking through the corner of her lips. I don't know what to think this must have been another trick, unless this was the real deal and I had...

"Why?" she says as she slowly begins to sink underwater.

I hadn't, had I?...

I panic and try to reach out and grab her hand, I didn't care if this was real or not. But it's too late as the water had now changed from clear to a murky red.

"NO! Kid?" I yell and take a deep breath before diving down to find my friend, it was hard to see anything and it seemed that Kid had vanished. That was impossible! I didn't want to, but I couldn't hold my breath in much longer and was forced to swim back up to the surface. I could yell for help, but if I did, then I might be too late.

Something catches me by surprise, I feel it grab me by the ankle and pulls me back down without warning. "Aggh-!" I cry out allowing more water to rush into my mouth.

I kick and struggle as I sink deeper, everything starts to get darker. I tried to swim upwards, but it seems impossible as if something was determined to keep me here, pulling me further down so that I may never escape. I try to look below me and I see the same pair of crimson colored eyes staring back at me as whatever it was continued to force me down into the darkness.

The harder I tried, the deeper I sank. I could feel the pain surfacing once more. It kept adding up. The pressure, the burning pain in my lungs and head.

In my mind I could hear his voice, my voice calling out and taunting me.

"You'll never be free Lynx, just admit it…you lost."

Lynx?…

I continue to struggle momentarily noticing that something has changed again. I could see it as I waved my hands frantically and kept trying to get free. Even then I saw that that there was something different about my hands, they seemed a bit bulkier but I wasn't sure anymore; my vision was getting blurry and though my eyes couldn't see clearly to begin with.

There was nothing that I could do to escape this dream, no this reality.

I had lost everything, and I knew that she was gone now that I would never see Kid again. I wasn't me anymore, I was a monster. And if by miracle I did manage to get away, what then? Why bother when I had nothing left, who would want me, who even love me?

I was doomed.

Finally, I gave and tried to look up, craning my neck enough to see the light. It was strange but I didn't care anymore, it was too late, I can't go on. I guess that Death was finally able to catch up with me after so long.

Well if I die then at least maybe then I'll be able to see Kid again…

Maybe…

To Be Continued
Good? Bad? What did you all think of this? It's only 2 pages longer than the original though I intended to make it a bit longer, but in the end I couldn't do much about it.