I finally got around to wrapping up Final Fantasy XV after not touching it for like 3 months…so I was in the mood to write a story. I wanted to do a Female OC since the party is all guys and I thought it be a fun juxtaposition (I went from never doing Female Main OCs but now I've done three straight in my last few stories.)
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NO POV
Insomnia is a beautiful city, capital of the Kingdom of Lucis, it's full of shining lights and glimmering buildings…but it's not without it's darker areas. Homeless and orphaned roam the streets without a care in the world unaware of their poor lot.
One of these have-nots is a young girl named Patricia, no more than 11 or 12 she has no family to speak of and lives as a street rat. Her clothes are battered, dirty and covered in crude patches where holes and tears once were. Her face had a few light scraps but was overall not too bad given her situation and her hair was long and ratty, at this point it was so dirty that telling if its original color was brown or it was just that dirty was too hard for most.
"Hngh." The young girl dug around a dumpster behind a restaurant looking for things that could be salvaged for food.
"Hey!" a burly man yelled running outside "How many times do I gotta tell you to stay outta there brat!"
"Tsk!" the girl hissed and scampered off, slipping between a fence as not to be caught "Can't catch me dummy!"
"Damn runt!" the man started to climb over the fence and chase her.
The two kept up the chase but when you have a grown man chasing down a little girl it's not hard to figure out who will catch who.
"Let me go!"
"Now I've got you." The man smirked "Now I'll teach you a real lesson."
"HEY!" a young voice yelled.
"HA!" the man dropped the girl and scoffed "Your Highness.'
"YAH!" Patricia groaned as she hit the ground with a bit of a thud.
The person who had come to her aid was a young boy, around her age maybe a little younger with shaggy styled black hair and somewhat pale skin.
He was accompanied by an older gentleman in a suit with a small chin beard.
The man from the restaurant explained to the man in the suit that he had been telling the girl to stay out of his dumpster for weeks now. The man in the suit seemed rather uninterested in the situation and quickly told the man to go home.
"Prince Noctis we should be going." The man in the suit said.
"Right." The boy nodded before turning to the girl "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." The girl growled a bit and stepped back "I didn't need your help."
"Oh, I'm Noctis." He said.
"I know." She sneered "Prince Noctis sitting up in his castle all day while the rest of us orphans down here scrap by…still I guess I'm a little grateful, I'm Patricia, you can call me Trish."
"Right." He waved leaving with his guardian "Bye!"
"Yeah, bye…"
Later
Trish's POV
After meeting the mighty prince, I headed back to my little hiding hole near the park, it was just a small alcove with a makeshift canopy to keep me dry if it rained…couldn't keep me that warm though.
"Tsk…see." I wrapped myself up in a thin blanket "They help when people are looking, but the second I walk away I'm alone again, stupid royals."
I drifted off to sleep, the ground was hard, the air was cold. Eventually I woke up, but I wasn't in my alcove, I was in a bed like a real bed.
"Oh you're awake." A woman walked in.
She was tall, middle aged with short grey hair.
"Where am I?" I asked her "Is this a dream?"
"No." she shook her head and walked up "This is real, you're in my house, my name's Monica."
"Monica?" I blinked "Why am I hear?"
"Someone important asked or you to be picked up." She smiled "and then I was told you're supposed to stay with me."
"It was that prince, wasn't it?" I asked.
She laughed "Yes, now enough questions why don't we get you cleaned up."
Monica took me into her bathroom and had me take a bath, she washed my hair and gave me new clothes.
"My aren't you cute." She laughed.
"Hmm." I fiddled with the hem of the dress she gave me "I've never worn something this nice before."
"Well it looks good on you." Monica smiled "Well why don't you follow me, there are people who want to see you."
"Hmm, okay." I nodded.
I don't understand what's going on…but running from this would be stupid.
Monica led me to the castle, she showed the guards at the gate some badge so I figured she must have worked for the Crownsguard or something. She brought me inside and then I saw who had asked for me, it was the mighty prince.
"Hey." I blinked "What's up?"
"You look a lot better today." He smiled.
"Thanks." I rolled my eyes "You need something?"
"Well no I was just trying to be nice." He said "Cor said you looked like you had no place to go."
"Tsk." I hissed a bit "So what I'm fine by myself."
"It's just…if you need someplace to belong you could stay here, or well with Monica." Noctis said
"Uhh…" Monica sighed a bit "I-I guess she could."
"Wait don't I get a say in this?" I asked.
"Trust me kid." Monica nodded "Neither of us have much of a choice here."
Later
"Alright you'll stay in this room." Monica smiled "I'm right over there if you need anything."
"You don't have to keep me you know." I told her "I'm fine by myself."
"If I let you leave the prince would be disappointed in me, you should feel blessed, the prince is rarely that kind to strangers." She laughed "Never thought I'd be having a little girl around, but we'll both make the best of this."
"Alright." I rolled my eyes.
I familiarized myself with the layout of the apartment, it wasn't much space we had a master bedroom where Monica stayed, I had my own little room in what used to be her office, there was a small kitchen with a counter and one bathroom for us both to share.
"Huh?" I looked down at the table in the living room.
There were all these magazines with pictures of pretty ladies wearing pretty dresses and outfits.
"OH~" I awed seeing one of a model in an attractive black and red dress.
"They're pretty aren't they?" Monica smiled "My friend gave me these magazines, I was never really into fashion but you can read them if you want."
"I can." I smiled "Thank you."
"Sure." She patted my head "If you need anything let me know okay."
"You work for the Crownsguard right?" I asked.
"Yes, I usually do scouting and information finding work." She said.
"Can you…teach me stuff like that?" I asked.
"Hmm?" she tilted her head "Why?"
"Well…Noctis did this for me right, so I should try and do something to make it up and repay him right?" I asked.
"Yeah." Monica chuckled a bit "If you want to try I'll help teach you, but it won't be easy."
A Few Weeks Later
I was getting more and more used to living with Monica. She was teaching me a lot to, how to be a proper lady, how to be strong, she even bought me all sorts of new clothes from those magazines, I never really cared how I looked before, but if I was gonna live here I wanted to look the part, plus mixing and matching outfits was really fun. Monica was nice…like the mother I never had, I don't remember my parents I was raised on the streets by other homeless people and eventually just ended up alone.
There was one hard part, the training she was having me do was a little exhausting, I was used to running when I was on the streets but the physical lifting and more was exhausting and I had to wear this ugly black tracksuit too.
"HNGH!" I groaned trying to do a pull up.
"Come on five more." Monica said.
"GRR!" I whined "I'm a girl, I'm not built for things like this."
"That's not an excuse young lady." She laughed.
I managed to push out five more and drop to the floor.
"Not bad." Monica smirked "I think you're ready for the next level."
"What's next, five-mile run?" I ran in place "I'm actually good at those."
"Nope." She laughed "I wanna see what you can do in battle."
"We're sparing." I pouted "That's no fun you always win."
"You're not fighting me this time." She pointed "You'll fight him."
I looked passed her and saw a bigger boy around my age.
"Gladiolus." Monica turned to the boy "Care to put my girl through her paces."
"Alright." He said in a deep voice.
I had met Gladiolus, Gladio for short, a few weeks ago. Apparently, he's like the handpicked guard for Noctis or something, in other words he's my competition. He's 13, a year older than me.
"Wait!" I yelled "He's got a sword, I'm not supposed to fight him with my fists am I?"
"Oh right." Monica pointed to a locker "Pick out a weapon that suits you."
I opened up the locker and saw all sorts of crude weapons, there were swords and lances, guns and glaives but I saw one that just felt in my wheelhouse.
"This one." I picked up a shield with a spike on the front.
"Interesting choice." Monica laughed "Okay you two ready?"
"Yeah!" I nodded.
"Let's go." Gladio said.
"Begin!"
"HRA!" The boy wasted no time running in to attack me, pulling his arm back to swing his heavy sword with one hand.
"TSK!" I put my arm up and heard his sword clang off my shield "GRA!"
I pushed up to knock Gladiolus off balance and then swept his leg to knock him to the ground, I prepared to bash him again but before I got the chance he rolled out of the way and then knocked me to the ground with a leg sweep of his own. I started rolling to avoid his attack before jumping up and bashing my shoulder against his body, this time though he didn't fall and stayed strong, his muscular body holding out against my attack.
The two of us traded attacks again, his sword clanging off my shield, I was protected but I couldn't land a big blow either, I stunned and shook him a few times with some bashes but it was hard to get the upper hand.
"HM?" I saw a button on the handle of the shield "What's this do?"
I clicked the button and the shield split in two so I had one half in each hand, the could be snapped apart at together or used like bulky tonfa weapons.
"HMPH!" I started slashing at Gladiolus to block his sword.
Even with my new offensive power I wasn't able to really get the upper hand on Gladiolus and we were stuck in a stalemate.
"That's enough." Monica stopped us.
"Ha…ha…" I panted.
"Tsk…ha." Gladiolus looked a little gassed himself "Not bad, I guess."
"I could say the same about you." I rolled my eyes.
"Not bad Trish." Monica smiled "There might be a place for you in the Crownsguard someday if you keep it up."
Later
"Ugh." I laid on the couch "Today was exhausting."
"I would've thought you'd have a little more endurance after all you'd been through." Monica laughed handing me a plate of fish "Dinner."
"You bet!" I sat up "This is the best, thanks."
"No problem." She laughed.
I leaned over and hugged Monica "Thank you, for everything."
"Hmm…" she rubbed my head "It's fine."
AN
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