Hello everyone! It's me again! Yes, I know I've got about two stories that I need to finish, I realize that big time! However, when an idea gets to me I just can't deny it. Trust me, I am working on the stories that need to be finished! It's just taking a while with work and well, more stories hitting me hard!
I recently finished Final Fantasy 15 and I've got to say I was blown out of my mind! The story was absolutely amazing and it was the first time I burst into tears from a most satisfying ending (I won't get into specifics!). The whole game itself inspired me and I started writing this little bit of story.
I've always loved the Final Fantasy games (13 excluded! Ugh, that game was horrid! Love the characters though!) and have never been so inspired to write a story from them. Final Fantasy 15 broke that trend completely. At first I was unsure if I should post this story because it was still in development, the plot and all but once I realized I KNEW how it should end, I came to the conclusion that the story needed to be told. Honestly, I've never truly known how my stories end, I simply let the story guide me. This time however, I am sure as to the ending! Weird...
I hope you all like this story as much as I do. It has an interesting take on the story. I will, unfortunately state, that there will be spoilers, but mostly at the end. This type of story can't run without spoilers so if you have not played the game, I suggest you wait.
Also, I deeply apologize for any mispellings. This is new territory for me...Normally I do a lot of research but that is kinda hard when concerning a video game. Yes, I do understand there is a movie and a series but I haven't seen them, though i do have the gist as to what happens within them.
Here goes nothing!
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy 15, its characters, setting, etc, belong to its respective creators. All original characters, settings, etc., belong to me!
Chapter 1: Wayward Meetings
The royal caravan consisting of a cook, a survivalist, a photographer, and a prince were cruising down the road when said cook abruptly slammed on the brakes.
They all saw her, a young woman coming out of the wilderness, her clothes torn and without shoes. Upon her back were festering slash marks, wounds that hadn't been healed in days that seemed to stick to what used to be a shirt. She looked beaten, bruised, and dirtier than the sand at her feet. Her eyes distant, she didn't even notice that she almost got run over.
When her knees dropped from under her it was the prince, who was also the mage of the group, that reacted. With the precision of lightning he went to her before she could face palm the harsh road. He had her leaning against the car on the pavement when the others joined.
"Is…Is she?" It was Prompto, the photographer, that asked the question hanging in the air.
"Still alive, but barely." Iggy, the cook, stated. "Prompto, would you mind grabbing a potion and a blanket as well?"
"Right!" The blonde photographer hurriedly rummaged through their supplies.
"Really Iggy? You're going to use our supplies to save some unknown woman?" That was the ever mistrusting survivalist of their group, Gladio or Glady as he was so affectionately called by the members of their little entourage.
"Awe come on Glady! We can't just leave her like this!" Prompto shouted; his treasures found. He rushed to Iggy. The blanket was immediately over the young woman's form, mostly for modesty's sake.
Gladio stated, "She could be an assassin or something."
"A very bad one if she dies on the side of the road from an extreme case of dehydration. Not the mention the infection that is clearly spreading from those wounds upon her back." Iggy retorted. A smash of the item and the young woman's form glowed with the healing green glow. It didn't heal everything but it would be enough to keep her away from death.
"What do you suppose did that?" Noctis, the prince, frowned, clearly concerned for the woman.
"Something that's in need of a serious ass kicking." Gladio grunted as he cracked his knuckles.
The woman's eyes opened, revealing big Persian blues. A blink and suddenly the blanket was ripped away, the woman screaming her head off and smacking everyone away.
"Gladio quickly! A curative!" Ignis, also known as Iggy or Specs, knew exactly what was wrong, she had been hit by a confusion aliment. Ignis instructed Noctis and Prompto to hold the girl's arms to the car to prevent her from causing any damage to herself or others. A quick toss and smash, her body now glowed light orange before calming down completely. She was now free from Noctis and Prompto's grip.
Now fully aware of her surroundings she looked at Ignis first, deep fear in her eyes.
"E...Empire?" Her voice was small, laced with absolute fear.
"No way!" Prompto's sparky attitude had her whip her head to him.
"Certainly not." Ignis added.
Her eyes welled with tears and in a surprising move held on for dear life to the closest person next to her...Prompto.
She burst into tears of a relieved woman who had obviously seen horrors beyond her belief. All the while a confused Prompto had no idea how to respond to the crying woman who wasn't letting him go.
"Don't take me back there! Please don't!" She screamed in absolute fright.
"Okay! Okay! Calm down!" Prompto had his hands up high, unsure of how to even handle this situation. Gladio couldn't help but smirk at the poor guy.
"Where?" Noctis wanted to know.
"That answer might have to wait…" Gladio nodded above them where an Imperial transport was overhead. The woman took one look above and screamed.
"No!" She high tailed it out of there, in a mad rush to get away.
"Prompto, see to our lady friend." Ignis stated as he joined Noctis and Gladio.
"Right!" Prompto rushed after her while the others dealt with the MT soldiers. Making quick work of the enemy, the trio set out to find their fourth companion.
"They couldn't have gotten far." Gladio quickly turned into his trademark, the survivalist.
They manage to find their fourth member and the woman but in a most, compromising position. All Noctis saw was the gun in the woman's hands...aimed right at Prompto.
Ingis quickly stopped the battle ready prince in his tracks.
"Specs are you-"
"She's obviously terrified, look...Her hands are shaking." Ignis noted and it was true, the woman's hands were shaking and her eyes were wide with absolute terror.
"Guys! Um..A little help here!?" Prompto turned his head to see them, a look of sheer relief on his face. Hands up in surrender, Prompto once again returned his gaze towards the terrified woman.
"I'm not going back! I'd rather die!" She screamed in absolute hysteria.
Ignis slowly stepped forward. "And just where are you supposedly thinking we will take you?"
Her next words had them all tense.
"Insomnia!" She was crying now. "I won't go back! I won't go back to that hell hole! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
A silent stare was cast between the four men.
"No one can make you do anything you don't want to do." Ignis seemed to be the only one who knew how to handle this particular situation. Putting a hand behind his back he gave a motion and Gladio understood; keeping his eyes upon the crazed woman he silently waited for the right moment. "Now, why don't you put the gun down-"
"I don't believe you!" She screamed.
"She's gone Iggy…" Gladio said with a frown.
"That may be but she's still a Crown Citizen." Ignis took another small step forward. "Prompto…" He sent a glance towards the gunner who nodded. He may be the youngest of them, but he was trained enough to know a signal when he saw one. Ignis sent a small gaze towards the prince who quickly got the gist of the plan.
It happened so quickly no one blinked. Using his abilities, Noctis appeared before the woman and the gun was thrown from her hands. Prompto quickly grabbed for it; the weapon returned to its owner, disappeared into the magetick arsenal it rested in when no fighting was commencing.
"No...No!" She struggled but Noctis held firm until Gladio grabbed her from behind, encasing her in a giant bear hug. She could struggle all she wanted but there was no way she would escape Gladio's grasp. If something wasn't done soon though she was going to faint from hyperventilating.
Ignis quickly grabbed the woman head. "Focus on me…Breathe. You are safe."
It took a moment before the woman's breathing was slowly calming down, Ignis continuing to speak to her as he held her head in place, not once breaking eye contact. She gave a blink, as if to make the rest of the haze leave her. Her body relaxed and she suddenly burst into another fit of tears. It was rather...scary to Noctis and Prompto, who had never seen such hysteria before. It was obvious Ignis and Gladio had experience with such things, being older members of their group no doubt the two had seen their shares of horrors.
When the woman finally calmed down Gladio released her but kept a bit of a hold upon her form, probably to prevent her from falling to the ground.
"I think we need to find a haven for the night." Ignis suggested. "Noct, what say you?"
All three crownsguard members looked towards the royal of their group. For a moment, Noctis didn't know what to say until he shrugged his shoulders.
"Sure, I could go for a rest…There's one nearby anyway, I can feel it." The prince stated, trying to save face. "Besides, I need to replenish magtick materials. And that last fight was tiring."
"Yeah, besides it's getting kinda late and I'm not too hot on battling daemons all night." Prompto instantly tried to make light of an uncomfortable situation. It was part of his personality to see the good in everything.
"Really?" Glaido looked over at the blonde man. "Says the guy that let a civilian grab his weapon."
"Hey!" Prompto defended himself. "It wasn't my fault! She tripped and I was trying to help her up when she all of a sudden grabbed my gun!"
"Enough you two…" Ignis admonished them both. "That settles it then. Seems we will be camping with company tonight."
"Hear that?" Prompto gave a smile to the woman. "You're gonna be okay!"
A new set of tears formed in her eyes as she looked at her saviors.
Finally, she managed to speak.
"O...Okay…"
Next Time: Uneasy Situations