The Folly of Magus

Disclaimer: I do not own "Chrono Trigger". They are owned by Square Enix. I do not profit from the writing of this story.

Author's Note: Enjoy.

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Queen Zeal was in a state of shock and fear as she felt herself slammed against the wall once more. Yet, it was not the force of the blow that really shook her.

It was the fact that she knew who exactly the Prophet was now.

For so long, she thought her son, Janus, to be some spoiled, aloof brat that had no talent whatsoever; a stark contrast to his older sister, Schala, who was not only devoted and loving but extremely talented as well.

The Guru's had all told her that Janus had great potential and if harnessed correctly, his powers would even exceed Schala's. But she thought that they were pulling her leg, justifying Janus' position in royalty.

And now, she was face to face with her son once more, but so different he was then when he was a child.

His face seemed misshapen, his teeth had large fangs, his eyes were blood red and his skin was very pale. In fact, the only giveaway, appearance wise, that linked him to his heritage was the dark blue hair that cascaded down his body.

The question was how did he come back to the past and what caused him to become so powerful when he clearly had no talent.

The Queen knew that she would have to tread carefully. From what she could see, her son was quite furious at her and one misstep would cost her life.

"I don't see how you could be Janus. The boy had no talent whatsoever." said Queen Zeal in an attempt to get some answers and kill time in the hopes that her son would calm down to a more reasonable state.

She was met with a harsh backhand that forced her back onto the mat she was lying on. Queen Zeal did her best to recover as quickly as possible and stood back up. She resisted the urge to caress her cheek for she did not want to show weakness in front of this man.

"Funny you should say that. While my opinion of the Guru's have been low, they were right in that respect. I DID have powers and I did have the ability to use magic when I saw fit. The reason why you never noticed was because I hid them from you. Had I shown you what I was capable of, you would have forced me to power the Mammon Machine. Even at that age I did not wish to become your slave." said Magus.

It suddenly made sense to Queen Zeal, the reason for Janus always avoiding her, spending large sums of time outside the Palace walls and generally being aloof with her when he did happen to be in her company.

"You look nothing like my Janus. He was a handsome young boy, if not a bit cold. You do not resemble him at all." said Queen Zeal, still probing as she was quite curious of her son now. She knew it was not because of Lavos. His hate and anger towards her was on a personal level and now that she thought of it, why did he not kill her when he had the chance?

"Do not pretend to having shown me affection at anytime when I was a child. I was cold because I hated you and what you did to Schala. But if you are so curious, the result of my appearance, put bluntly, was that I have been through hell the moment that Gate stranded me in the future." said Magus.

"Whatever do you mean? If you were as efficient at magic as you said you were, then nothing should have been able to harm you." said Queen Zeal.

"True, except for the fact that the creatures that attacked me when I was exiled also knew how to use magic. I was captured and subdued after having killed a few beasts. I was sent to their master for I was seen as a tool to further their aims. Their master agreed to let me stay and I pretended to further their goals but only because I had no other choice. It was either that or get killed. Even then, the horrors I have been through are far beyond your comprehension mother, one who was so used to pristine comfort and bliss." said Magus as he then took his armor off, revealing his chiseled chest and back to his mother.

At first, Queen Zeal did not understand the lewd display on her son's part, that is, until she noted that his body was literally covered in scars. Hundred upon hundreds lined his body, crisscrossing to and fro. It was at this moment that Queen Zeal was beginning to understand the anger and fury her son was directing to her.

"I was put through the worst kind of hell imaginable. I would have died long ago if not for these three thoughts. The love and affection that I held for my older sister Schala. Despite her not being there, the amulet she gave me reminded of her and at times when I felt that I would just pass on, it seemed as if she was there to comfort me. Then there Lavos. I knew that that abominable creature still lived and that it was the instrument of my exile. I swore to kill it no matter what. But the thought that kept me alive the most was you mother. Never did I think I could hate anything or anybody more. I often wished that I could meet you once more, just to give you a small taste of the hell I have been through."

Now Queen Zeal understood why he didn't kill her the moment he found her and she suddenly became very afraid. Thoughts of what he might start doing to her in his anger began to occupy her mind. She evaded death but was now a prisoner.

She turned to find her son staring at her, almost amused.

"For what reason do smirk like that? Do I appear funny to you?" scowled Queen Zeal.

"As a matter of fact I do believe you appear funny. Those clothes belonged to one of my generals. Why it is in my possession I have no idea but they bring out what your gigantic robes tried to hide the whole time. That you are nothing more than a whore." said Magus.

In a bristling fury, Queen Zeal forgot her fear and went forward and slapped her son on the face. It was a strong blow as the impact echoed inside the small hut.

For a moment, Magus sat there in shock, not thinking that his mother would react this way, but suddenly he grinned as this amused him even more.

"How dare you say insult me with such vulgarity? I do not care how old you are, you have no right to speak to me that way!" said Queen Zeal harshly.

"Yet it is the truth and I was here to bring it to you. Fate demanded that I die but I did not. I overcame my trials and became the leader and king of these beasts and monsters that had captured me. I waged war with the Earthbound kingdom established at the time. I slaughtered countless people and took many lives, directly and indirectly. It is because of you and your selfish greed that I am the way I am now. It is because of you that Schala suffered her whole life and is now lost, even dead perhaps. And even if I were to find her, who is to say that she would not flinch from me who is ugly and deformed?" said Magus calmly though there was simmering anger beneath the surface.

"And what do you expect me to do? Pity you? Hold you in my arms and apologize? Never. I do not regret what I did. The future of Zeal was dependent on the new power source from Lavos, a rich and pure energy that this tired, old planet was lacking. Perhaps I was not aware that Lavos was not immortal and I will even admit that I was ignorant of the true nature of the creature we were taking energy from. But, as queen, I did what I had to do to insure that our kingdom remain strong forever. It was a duty that I was burdened with. Schala's suffering was but a small price to pay for the strength and future of the kingdom." said Queen Zeal.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe that? You couldn't care less for the kingdom. Immortality was something you sought alone. The idea of immortality was not even mentioned until you brought it up shortly after father's death. Perhaps you used his death as a way to garner support for your crazy ambition or perhaps his death frightened you to the point that you yourself did not want to die and did everything in your power to prevent it. Or perhaps I am utterly wrong. Perhaps you wanted immortality because you wanted to look young forever. Regardless of the reason, I know for a FACT that the welfare of the entire kingdom was not on your mind." said Magus.

"Then what will you do to me then? Obviously you did not save me just out of good will alone. Are you going to torture me? Will you beat me until my bones break? Will you kill me or banish me to some forsaken dimension? Or will you just ramble in self-pity until I die of boredom?" said Queen Zeal mockingly.

It was at this time that Magus walked over to his mother in a silent manner. Queen Zeal was thrown off by this. She was sure that she was going to get beat for her insult. It was then that Queen Zeal notice her son place his hand on her cheek and caress it softly. She looked up to see that he was at least a foot taller than she was.

Queen Zeal did not know what to make of this behavior. Was he trying to get her angry or perhaps, despite what he was saying, he wished for affection and love. He did say that he wanted to find Schala. She had always shone him much affection and love, and since he has yet to find Schala, was he using her as a substitute. Perhaps, she WAS his mother after all.

It was then that she felt lips suddenly crash onto her own and then she knew that it could only come from her son.

And it was then that she became truly afraid.

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Ever since he had undressed his mother all those days ago, he had nothing but lewd thoughts involving his mother and things he wanted to do to her. While he was able to restrain himself while she was unconscious, it was becoming harder every day. The morals that prevented him from violating her that first day were getting weaker every day and it was only a matter of time before Magus would lose it.

When Queen Zeal did awake and they began to banter, Magus could not help but admire how sexy his mother looked in those cloths.

The pink tank top strained against the Queen's ample bosom as they rose and fell everytime the Queen breathed.

And the pink shorts, how they hugged her hips and contoured her ass perfectly.

Not only that, but the way she carried herself, how she attempted to look strong and confident when he knew that she was quivering on the inside. How she took his blows and she still mocked him.

This strength coming from her only served to turn him on even more. He was going to enjoy breaking her. He wanted to make her moan, he wanted to humiliate her, he wanted to see her cry and give in to her emotions.

Now he had her where he wanted now he was going to take his opportunity. And while he told himself that his mother deserved this because of her selfishness and what she did to him and Schala was unforgivable, really, those were not his true reasons, despite what he told himself.

He was simply very aroused by her and he just could not restrain himself any longer.

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Upon feeling his lips on her own, Queen Zeal certainly was very frightened and disturbed at the same time. She was his mother! This was not right. Why was he doing this?

She figured that this was what her son figured would be the best way of revenging himself on her and she had to admit that he was right.

Torture she could stand. Physical pain had no bearing on her.

Death, though frightening, would be instant and rather anti-climatic.

But rape she would not stand. It was far too humiliating, there was not way she would let this happen to her.

Despite how weak she felt, she knew that she had to do something to get herself out of this predicament.

Summoning her strength, she decided to use her trump card.

The Hallation technique was her most powerful attack. It literally sapped the life out her opponents, reducing them to mere skin and bones on the brink of death.

Normally she could spread the area of effect of this technique over several miles if she so wished but right now, she could not even project the technique out of her body. Still, if she activated the spell while son was on her, then he would weaken instantly and she could use that opportunity to escape.

Or perhaps torture him until he begged for death for violating her in such a lewd manner.

At once she used her Hallation technique and placed her arms about her son to hold him close. She knew that if just kept it up for a few seconds, her son would be as helpless as a baby.

But she clearly underestimated Magus.

At once, she felt their embrace break as Magus pried himself off with much force.

Suddenly knowing that he caught wind of her trick, she knew that she had to get him close to her body once more so that she could force the Hallation onto his body and weaken him. It was her only chance, she was too weak to use any other magic.

She dashed towards him in the hopes of weaking Magus, but he had other plans.

Deftly avoiding her clumsy pursuit, he instantly casted a spell on his mother.

Many rays of yellow light suddenly erupted from the Earth and entombed Queen Zeal in their grip.

Queen Zeal instantly knew what technique this was but she was too weak to break the hold it had on her. She cursed loudly as she knew that she had lost this fight as the mana within her body soon dwindled to nothing. With no more mana to support it, her Hallation was soon no more.

To make matters even worse, as soon as she was released from that spell, she felt yet another spell hit her.

This time, there was a great white geyser that erupted from the ground that entombed her entire being. It was incredibly hot in there and Queen Zeal tried to break free but once again, she was just too weak to do anything about it.

Around her, she saw what looked like ghosts and phantoms fly about the geyser before making a bee line toward her and enter her body.

Being transparent to an effect, these phantoms did not really hurt her and soon, the geyser wore off and Queen Zeal was free from the effects and escaped relatively unharmed.

Yet, before she could breath a sigh of relief, she suddenly noticed that she was getting steadily weaker. Breathing was becoming a problem and the effort put into holding her weight with her two feet suddenly felt monumental.

"What did you do me?" asked Queen Zeal in a stern voice.

"Simple. After I drained you of your mana to get rid of that annoying Hallation, I casted a spell that would make you progressively weaker over a period of time. No, unlike your Hallation, this does not disintegrate the body to nothing. This simply makes you more tired and weak over a small period of time, quite suitable for my needs at the moment." said Magus as he walked towards his mother once more.

Queen Zeal really wanted to run away. Her heart was pumping rapidly and she was now quivering in fright. But she knew that she could not run. The spell her son cast on her made sure that she would tire before she could get any sort of considerable distance. Her son would catch her before she would have a chance. She needed a way to hurt him just long enough so that she could make her escape. And she knew just how to do it.

So she stood there as her son then took her lips once more.

To Magus, Queen Zeal was just simply irresistible. At their proximity he could smell her natural scent, which was simply intoxicating. The slight scent of brine that still lingered on her body added an allure that served to arouse Magus that much more.

He probed his tongue towards her mouth, wanting access.

Queen Zeal, having really no choice in the matter, opened her lips to grant access.

As soon as she knew that the foreign appendage was in her mouth, she bit down as hard as she could and kicked her Magus in the gnads to further cripple him so that she could escape. It was base, primitive and barbaric to resort to such measures but Queen Zeal was not going to give up. She refused to be a plaything, an object for her son's revenge. She knew that she committed sins in the past but she refused to atone for them in this fashion.

Yet, imagine her shock as she felt Magus just push forward with more force almost as if her resistance just served to arouse him all that much more.

It was almost as if he wanted to devour her tongue as he probed as deep as he could into the queen's mouth. The smell of her breath, the taste of her mouth, everything served to make him desire her even more.

Magus then placed a hand on the queen's left breast, cupping it from the shirt before going under to start kneading it, just like he did that first day.

Queen Zeal nearly screamed when she felt his hand there and tried to push him away but it was no use. She was just too weak from the spell and her condition.

Magus then decided that he was going to what he wanted to do back all those days ago as he used his other hand to travel down his mother's smooth body. He went slowly as he traced his way around her exposed stomach, caressing it softly before going further down.

He then groped her suddenly in the ass from behind, squeezing tightly.

Queen Zeal stayed silent at the sudden lewd action from her son, not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he was having any effect on her. She felt no arousal as her son was now kneading her right breast with his left hand.

With his right hand, he traveled down the length of his mother's ass, going down slowly until he reached the crux in her legs. Moving the cloth material over, he exposed his mother's womanhood and slid his index finger on her semi-dry slit.

The very fact that he was violating her in the same place that he was born from seemed to make things even more arousing as he was participating in this taboo.

The queen gasped at the sudden violation of her most private area and now tried desperately to get away by trying to shove Magus with her hands while trying to close her legs.

It was really no use as the spell cast on her has made her really weak. She tried hitting him repeatedly over the chest with her small fists but they were really having no effect.

Then, Magus withdrew himself as he looked down at his confused and flustered mother, who took several steps back to put some distance between herself and her son.

"Your petty resistance will only serve to entertain me. That geyser technique makes it to where your weakness is translated to your physical abilities as well. To tell you the truth, the bite tickled my tongue and I did not even realize you struck me in the testes until I saw your knee lodged up my pelvis. You have utterly wronged me and it is time for me to take my revenge upon you. Give it up, there is no way out." said Magus as he knew what he had to do as he now unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the ground. Out came his considerable girth, finally released from its restraints and ready to fuck something.

True despair soon hit Queen Zeal. She had tried everything under her power to escape from this situation but despite it all, she was still going to suffer this terrible humiliation. She almost could not believe it, and from her son of all people.

She felt tears beginning to form about her eyes. No matter how much she tried to push them back, there was simply no way as they streamed down her face.

"Janus...please...."

At once Magus stopped cold.

This was the first time his mother had addressed him by his first name since they started their exchange. The voice sounded weak and pleading.

Never had he seen her so broken. Always she stood tall, proud and confident, not matter the situation. It had always been that way, even when he was a child. Even when he did battle with her back at the newly risen Ocean Palace, despite being at a considerable disadvantage, she still found time to mock them and showed utter confidence in her abilities. Losing was simply not an option to her.

Yet here she was in a situation where she was truly helpless. Her fate and life now rested on his hands.

But then he noticed the tears on her face as they streamed silently down her face. Despite how aroused he was, could he still force himself on her without feeling guilty? The fact that she was shedding tears period meant that she was now hurting and that to force himself would add injury upon more injury.

Was he really such a cruel monster? Queen Zeal was now pleading, begging him to not continue but it was not only that. Despite what she is and the cruel things she has done, the fact of the matter is that she is still his mother. She birthed him and brought life to him. She nourished him with her own milk to make sure that his bones grew strong and when he was weaned, she still continued to nourish him with nothing but the finest foods the palace could produce.

She still sheltered him despite his "lack" of talent, she still fed him and she still made sure that he was safe, often having guards and/or one of the Guru's to keep an eye on him when he was out on his excursions. Sure she was not affectionate but was that really any fault of her own? HE was the one who was cold and aloof with her and avoided her at all costs.

It was then that Magus thought of Schala. With her power, she could have easily disobyed the Queen with no consequence to herself as she was easily the most powerful person in Zeal at the time, nobody could touch her if she truly used the extent of her powers.

Yet she did as the Queen commanded with no question. She easily loved their mother the most between the two of them and she often had to correct him when he called her Queen instead of mother or scold him for not spending anytime with her.

There HAD to be a reason as to why Schala would be so affectionate and loving to their mother. Maybe he has been wrong this whole time.

Of course, there is the fact that if he DID force himself on his mother, what would Schala think of him if he ever found her? Magus preferred not to think of the verbal abuse he would suffer from his sister if she found out what he did to their mother, raping the woman because of his anger. He knew that despite what he has been through, any sort of verbal assault on him from Schala would tear at his heart.

As Magus looked at the figure below him, he could not help but see just how small and helpless looking his mother looked. She looked completely weak and defeated and from seeing her tears, he felt his arousal go away.

He pulled his pants back up and buckled them tight before stepping forward once more. He was dismayed to find his mother suddenly flinch from him. Had this just been five minutes ago, he would have enjoyed the fact that he broke her to such a state.

But now he felt like a monster, like a terrible, unfeeling beast. He felt himself of an even lower class than Ozzie.

Striding forward he embraced his mother and held her small body close to him. He felt her struggle a bit.

In an uncharacteristic act from Magus, he started to coo her in an attempt to calm her down, holding her close with one arm while using the other to stroke the long, teal hair that cascaded down her body.

He felt her relax as she then began to sob quietly on his large chest.

Whether or not he would ever find Schala is still up in the air for Magus but today he has his mother, Queen Zeal. Everything he has known about her has been through his perspective only. Now he is curious as to what Schala ever saw in their mother. Perhaps she is a better person than what he made her out to be and that she, like himself, was a victim of circumstance.

Whatever the case he was now willing to give her the chance that he refused from her all those years ago when he was a child.

And as he held her body close to his, he could not help but feel an odd comfort.

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Author's Note: I had really wanted to make this a rape fic but, quite personally, it is not my cup of tea. There is going to be sex, I will spoil that much. In any case, I know the end is a bit OOC but I hope that I have been keeping both characters IC for the most part.