It was another normal day in Lucis, well as normal as a day could be when you are hunting dangerous creatures whose sole purpose is to kill you in agonizing ways. But then again Noctis was probably just overacting. Yeah overacting that was his exact thought as he was tossed into the air by an angry dualhorn.

'Noct!' was Gladio's thunderous response as he slammed his shield into the offending creature while Noct warped himself back to the ground.

'You gotta be more careful there buddy' joked Prompto as he patted his friend on the back.

A sharp piercing sound followed by a soft whine was heard from the Dualhorn as Ignis put an end to the dying creature, 'Indeed, you should pay better attention to your surroundings Noct' Ignis advised.

'Yeah yeah I get it' Noctis said as he wiped the dust off his clothes, 'anyway is that the last one, my clothes are icky'.

Ignis checked through his notebook, scratching off their latest bounty 'Yes that would appear to be the last of our hunts' he said, returning his book to his pocket.

'Woohoo, I call shotgun!' Prompto yelled, already running towards the Regalia.

The rest of the party sighed at their eccentric gunner's behaviour as they followed him. However their reprieve was cut short by the arrival of the empire.

'Dropships!' Gladio called out as the entire party summoning their various weapons.

Prompto looked through the iron sights of his handgun, counting how many ships there were, 'umm guys there are a lot of those dropships. And by a lot I mean like a freaking fleet!'

'It may be best to retreat' Ignis advised.

Noctis was having none of it 'Nah we can take them'. Though his confidence started to take a beating when the ships started to unload their contents, seemingly endless groups of MTs and worse yet they were accompanied by the large mech robots.

Soon the bullets started to fly at the group, 'with me everyone!' Noct yelled as he shielded his friends with his Armiger.

The royal retune charged at the small army, Noct throwing grenades filled with the magical elements, Ignis flinging daggers with deadly precision. Prompto took his time sniping away at stay MTs that tried to flank his friends and Gladiolus covered Noct with his shield, protecting him as befit his role.

Yet it wasn't enough as the ranks of MTs seemed to not deplete. Noct soon ran out of magic and his arms were growing sorer by the second and his weapons heavier. The rest of his companions weren't faring any better, several potions had been used to keep them going but the earlier hunts had already taken their toll on the energy of the group.

Noct warped onto the top of one of the Mech, stabbing into the metallic surface with his Father's sword and destroying the internal machinery. As he jumped down and ran next to Gladio he noted another dropship deploying a new mech, effectively replacing the one he had just blown up.

'Noct we're running out of moves here, do you think one of those Gods want to lend a hand' Gladio yelled at the Prince as he ran an MT through with his greatsword. Noct frowned at the suggestion, he could feel the presence of a God wanting to help so that wasn't the problem. It was the fact he despised summoning them, the instant migraine and the loss of any energy quickly led to a fear of summoning.

'Get clear!' Noct yelled to his comrades, a bit of pain was worth living. His friends got the signal and retreated to the Regalia. The whole MT army was now solely focused on him. Biting his lip Noct allowed the godly presence to assist him. Soon the environment started to freeze over, Noct saw his breath leave his mouth. Looking to his right he found Gentiana had mysteriously appeared, she smiled at the Prince before walking forward and transforming into the Glacian.

That was when the pain kicked in, like nails being driven into his skull. Noct continued to bite his lip even when he tasted blood. He tried to distract himself by watching Shiva and her duplicates dance around the area, slowing freezing the robotic army where they stood.

Something was wrong. Noct looked up and saw a small team of MTs preparing a Magitek spear, the ones used to fell Gods. Realisation hit him in the face, Nifelheim had wanted him to summon a God.

Before he could say a word the spear was fired from its launcher, aiming for one of the Glacians, a sinking feeling told him that she wasn't a duplicate. Relying solely on instincts he yanked one of his royal arms out of his armiger and threw it, warping to the weapon when it reached its target. Closing his eyes he waited for the inevitable.

He gasped as the spear ripped its way through his body, the pain came next. It flooded his mind, blocking out every other sense and made it impossible for Noct to think. Desperately Noct tried to stay conscious, he knew what awaited him if he didn't, he forced his eyes open and found that he was still in the sky. Looking down he saw it, the black metal sticking out of his stomach.

Noct felt bile building in his throat, but he dragged his eyes away from it. Looking around Noct saw the Glacians circling him, guarding him, the one he had saved was holding him in her arms. Looking into her eyes Noct saw confusion, 'why?' she muttered.

Noct blinked heavily, his mind going fogging, 'I…I…Don't…' his eyes closed.

When he next opened his eyes he was on the ground, though he could still feel the spear embedded inside him. When he tried to sit up a cold hand kept him in place, Shiva still held on to him.

'Noct?' came the worried voice of his advisor. Noct looked to his side and found his friends close, though they were blocked by Shiva's duplicates.

'Specs? Wha…? Noctis was stopped by Shiva putting a finger on his mouth.

'Be still' She whispered, her hand flowing from his mouth to the spear handle, he fingers wrapping around it. The spear froze under her touch and then shattered the fragments no more than icy dust.

The damage done by the spear still remained, however the goddess tackled that issue as well. A glowing finger pointed at the wound started the healing process, Noctis flinched as flesh and organs grew rapidly inside of him. When it was over Noctis couldn't help but smile weakly at the loss of his belly button.

'Thank you' Noct told the Glacian, she smiled faintly.

Shiva then turned her head towards Noct's friends, her friendly demeanour turning cold. 'Leave us' she instructed.

'Like hell we will!' Gladiolus retorted hotly, Ignis's hand on his shoulder was the only thing stopping him from bolting at the Goddess.

'Whether we like it or not, we must do what the Glacian orders' Ignis said patiently, 'Noct is in good hands Gladio'.

Gladiolus lowered his clench hands in defeat before stalking back to the Regalia, Ignis soon followed his jacket hung over his shoulder. Prompto remained, looking for assurance that his friend would be safe. Noctis nodded to him with a smile, Prompto responded with his own and left for the Regalia.

Noctis shuffled slightly, trying to pull himself out of Shiva's grip, but it was easier said than done.

'Are you going to let me go? Noctis asked as his attempt to break free failed.

Shiva's smile returned and she gripped the prince closer to her. Her hold giving no impression that her domain was the desolate cold.

'I'll take that as a no then' Noctis huffed, 'what do you want?'

'I want to thank you' the Glacian whispered, her face inching closer to the Prince's.

'Err there's no need' Noctis responded, wishing that his ability to warp was working.

Shiva's lips pressed lightly against Noctis's, testing for some kind of resistance. When she received none her lips clamped down, a burning desire spreading through her being.

Eventually Shiva pulled away allow Noctis to breathe, 'Woah' he muttered. A million questions flew through Noctis's head, what happened now? What about Luna? Was this even a 'this'?

These questions wouldn't be answered. Noctis yawned, even though his wounds were healed his body still had lost blood and his previous battles were soon catching up.

'Sleep my prince, I shall keep you safe' Shiva said soothingly, her grip on Noctis was strangely comforting to the tired prince.

Noctis didn't resist sleeps' grasp as his eyes closed. The Glacian and her duplicates jealously guarding the one who had saved them, and the one they loved.

A/N:

So that's that, not planning on writing more for this scenario. I might add a couple more one shots. The main problem is that I like the imagery of Shiva and Noctis, but I don't actually like it too much story wise, especially with the updates to Shiva and Ifrit's story.

Also for those wondering when this takes place, I would say it was when Noctis gets his powers back in Zegnautus keep and decided to take Umbra back in time,and yes I bent the cannon so he's actually going back in time, not just remembering it or whatever Umbra does.

Drop a review if you are feeling generous, thanks.