Dark Puck - Fic: Mirror
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Fandom: Chrono Trigger
Summary: Magus has a lot of time to think while in Antiquity.
Irony, Magus decided, was cruel.
It had been that beast called Lavos that had first sent him 12,576 years into the future — and then, when he had finally acquired the power to destroy that beast, the frog-boy and his meddling friends had interfered, and he had been transported through time again, back to the era of his birth.
And nobody here recognised him.
He supposed he couldn't blame them — after all, when he had been sent to the future, he had only been a boy. Twenty-four years had passed for him, while here... he had been sent to a time before the fool of a queen had decided to summon Lavos.
He had realised instantly that he could turn this to his advantage, and perhaps even prevent the fall of Zeal — not for the sake of the kingdom, but for the sake of his beloved Schala.
Magus closed his eyes.
The hardest part of this charade was not, as he'd anticipated, hiding his scorn for the woman who had once been his mother, the Queen of Zeal. No, the hardest part was dealing with Schala. It had been so long since he'd seen her, and now he was older than her.
It was so hard to see the sadness in her eyes, so hard not to extend an arm to comfort her, to assure her that it would be all right, that he would take care of everything.
He might have given in to the tempation once or twice, had it not been for the suspicious eyes of his younger self watching every move he made. His younger self — Janus, Magus reminded himself; he personally had ceased to be Janus years ago — managed to be at hand almost all the time, with Alfador close behind.
It was only now, with half a lifetime behind him, that Magus realised how lonely and miserable a child he had been, with only his sister and a cat for a friend.
But even that realisation was overcome by his disgust and pity for the so-called Enlightened Ones. Truly they were some of the most despicable creatures he had ever seen. So smug, so lazy, so confident in their own superiority, treating the Earthbound Ones worse than animals for the crime of possessing no magic.
Only now could he see as Schala had.
More and more his thoughts returned to her. She would be the undoing of him, he was certain. Perhaps he should be grateful for Janus and his possessive love, rather than annoyed by it.
(But to hold her in his arms might be worth it.)
Magus turned away from the window, and blinked at the small form in front of him.
Alfador sat there, tail curled around his hind legs as he looked up at him. "Shouldn't you be with your master?" Magus asked, amused.
Alfador mewled, then stood and padded over to twine around Magus' boots.
The Fiendlord felt a small smile come to his lips. Kneeling, he gathered his cat into his arms. "I suppose you are."
Current Location: my bed
Current Mood: thoughtful
Current Music: Sensorium - Epica
Tags: character: magus, fandom: chrono trigger, story: mirror
Man. This is seriously good stuff! You've really nailed Magus' character perfectly. Good show. :)
Interesting take on the Magus PoV. I never got the impression that he gave two shakes about the Earthbound, being pretty much obsessed with stopping Lavos and saving Schala.
It's pretty much my first go at writing him. I figured that since he's older, he can see what's wrong with the Enlightened Ones, but he isn't going to bother to do anything about it.
Since really, he's in the perfect position to stop Lavos and save Schala now.
...after he has cuddles with his kitty. >.>
Also I need more Chrono Trigger icons.