Fate of a Prince - Prologue.

"Hey, Noct!" Prompto said while they were walking over the square in Tenebrae

"You've been pretty down lately... why's that?" The question was obvious and really annoyed Noctis. He just kept quiet, ignoring the blond guy with the shot gun. But the stupid idiot did not give upp and asked Noctis some more, annoying question that he was trying to avoid.

"Why are you so despressed all the time, you never smile anymore. What's the problem, Noct?" The prince continued to ignore his friend, trying to control his own feelings that wanted to explode inside him. Why the hell did his father became like that? Suddenly the old man started to hit him and then he started to get dangerous. He was trying to kill his own son, with his swords. But Noctis was better to control the crystals power, his dad started to get old and the powers were much weaker than before. Ignis, his childhood friend, understood the situation and told Prompto to be quiet. Noctis gave his friend a small smile as thanks for the help. Prompto could be so naive sometimes - sheesh. He took the lead and walked into an inn. Fast and quick, he fixed a room for a night and when they came into the room, he sat down in a comfortable couch. Gladiolus sat down next to him, trying to cheer him upp with some small talk.

"I know you're really sad and angry because of ... this. But try to be more positive, then everything will be alright, 'kay?" the brown haired man said with a strong smile. Noctis wanted so much to belive in those words but in his world, hope didn't exist anymore. Maybe this was the end for him and his friends, after all. No, he won't give up. Not yet. He would survive, for his friends sake, and for his own, of course. But what should he do...? Kick his father's ass and then become the next king? But if he killed that man, the people would throw him into jail or refuse to take orders from him. No, what he wanted wasn't power or money... all he wanted was freedom and love. The price of that, was high. Noctis decided to free his father from the evil darkness - he was the only family he had left. When he returned from his thinking - his own little world - three worried faces was looking at him. But then he did understand why... tears. Tears were falling from his eyes and down his cheeks. Even in this situation, the young man had nothing to say.

"Noctis. Are you alright?" Ignis asked and held out a hand but Noctis struck the hand away and stood up again. He wiped away the pathetic tears and tried to smile to his friends. He should be thankful - sacrafice everything for him - for him to survive.

"I'm alright... just need some time alone, I won't be away long." The prince said and leaved the room, and then the building. The evening was dark and soon the sun would go down. Well... he had some time at least before its getting dark. Noctis thought about to just run away, but didn't want to bother the others by having them search for him. Why did he act so... emo? Like a tragic hero or something? He was nothing but scum. All the thougts were killing his head but he was still stuck with the plan to survive. Kill his dad and then everything evil will vanish, simple, right? At least it sounded simple. Nope. Now Noctis will be his own self and do the best of the ... situation. Heh, it'll be hard, very hard but he'll make it; in one way or another.