[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Luccia watches all the procedings for a long time with an open-jaw, not quite what she was expecting! When they begin to march off towards the library she pauses, turning to Riddel, then glancing around again.

"Vell," she mutters, a little put off, "I guess I am no longer needed." She shrugs her shoulders and begins to turn, ready to go back to her lab.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"I merely wish to know what I can do to help your father."

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"You're going to the library," Marcy mutters, "So, like, the old man can, like, tell you something... And then..." She glares at Serge. "I'm gonna kick all your butts at once."

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Karsh laughs a bit and says, "Don't worry, Marcy. They're pretty weak. I'm going back to my room for now." And with that, he walks down the stairs and away.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Marcy turns into the library and glares back, "COME ON!"

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"Yeah, right. No little brat's gonna be kickin' my arse. Yer awful small to be makin' threats like that, lil' 'Deva'." she retorts. Moments later she speaks again, this time in a childish whine. "Are we there yet?" she asks, impatiently tapping her fingers against her upper arms.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Harle smiled. "Find out how zat Serge can get us the frozen flame, monsieur Ozzie."

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Serge narrowed his eyes at Marcy, then nodded. "And how do you know how strong I am?" He laughed hollowly, then walked into the library, tugging Kid along.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Magus frowns. He is an a bad mood now. "What is this frozen flame and where is it?"

[Magical Dreamers, Alternate World]

No waiting for Miki or the twin dancers, Nikki wanders off to the stage area and, once there, perches himself upon the edge of the stage. Sitting there, he takes guitar into his lap and idly plays a rather random tune.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"It's alright, Miss Luccia." Riddel smiled gently at the woman's back and slowly shook her head. "You can stay here with me if you'd like. I have a feeling that they'll soon return from the library and they may need your assistance."

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Luccia turns to glance at Riddel with one arched brow. "I'm not so certain of dat, oh ho ho ho ho!"

"I do not know dat my area of expertise vill be required." She shrugged her shoulders. "Besides, I must get back to my experiments. I have lost de Pip experiment, but I still have others," she reflected on NeoFio for a moment before shrugging a second time.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Harle smiled at Magus. "Ignorant fool...The frozen flame iz a mystifying thing, no? Zat boy is ze key." Harle smiled, knowing she didn't answer his question, but really didn't care.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

He glares at Harle. Arrogant Janus has never been called a fool, ignorant, or otherwise. "I knew there was something about him. Just like Crono. So we must safe guard the child to his destiny?"

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"Princess..." Ozzie mutters. "Is not the frozen flame a fragment of the Lavos?"

Time Prophet:
[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Slowly walking up to Serge came an old man in a blue outfit. He had white hair, and a rather bushy mustache. "You are Serge, correct?" He said to the blue-haired boy.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Harle smiles, winks, but doesn't answer.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Serge just blinked. "And what if I am?"

Time Prophet:
[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"Then I believe I can tell you why you are here..."

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"I am Serge. So, tell me, why am I here?"

Time Prophet:
[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"Hmmm..." beginst the prophet. "How do I explain...? I guess you could say I am the prophet of time. Listen carefully. The world is not just a single entity. Another world similar to ours exists in another dimension. There you will find what you might have become, a world of possibilities that might have existed, a whole history that has not been written yet... It is out there somewhere... We are simply unable to see, feel, or experience it.

Serge... This world is not the world you grew up in. Ten years ago, something happened that put your very soul teetering on the balancing scales of fate... with a fifty-fifty chance of life or death! This is when your future was split in twain. In your home world, you survived to live a happy and prosperous life. That is how you made it to the present point in time. However, here in this "alternate" world, you are, in fact, very dead and buried. You died ten years ago, but this world's time line has flowed on regardless. You have no place in this world... Here, you are but a ghost brought back from the past! I do not know what happened ten years ago... Nor can I guess what triggered your entrance into this world.

The locations where such divisions in the time-space continua occur are called, "ANGELUS ERRARE" - "Where Angels Lose Their Way." It is said that, there, the borders of two dimensions fluctuate in such a way as to make the passage between the parallel realities a possibility. Perhaps in this world, you are the missing piece from a giant puzzle. And maybe, just maybe... the vacuum created by your non-existence here has drawn you across the border between the dimensions to fill the void in that puzzle. Of course, no one can say for sure.

However, it appears as though these two worlds are connected by some unknown force. Depending on the location, the two worlds influence each other in strange ways.

I am quite certain there is a wormhole that connects the two parallel worlds... If you wish to know why Serge died... It must have been something from ten years past... The only way to find out is by moving on..." the prophet finishes.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

"NO WAY I'M GONNA LET YOU!" Marcy shouts as she leaps between Serge and the door.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Serge let all of what the Prophet wash over him. He was very, very quiet, then looked up and looked at the Prophet, then at Kid, and nodded.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Glenn just stands there, a bit awed by the whole thing.

[Viper Manor, Alternate World]

Kid blinks for a moment, taking in some of what was said in the Prophet's massive dialogue. She simply nods along to the rest, looking distant as though trying to put things together.

"This is some pickle yer in, mate." she comments, patting Serge on the shoulder for a moment. "Now..." she grins, cracking her knuckles, "...I've got some unfinished business to take care of before we go leavin'. Let's get our arses back to that room 'n see if that chick's father and a certain feline have returned, ne?"

Kid shoots Marcy a glance that is both puzzled and annoyed. "Well, iffin it ain't the shortest Deva." she comments. "Yer aweful bossy fer a short lil' brat, ain't ya? Get outta our way, us grown ups got some business to take care of with yer furry guest." she replies, tapping her foot and crossing her arms.