Soooo… This is it! First and foremost, I do not own the official characters of FFXV but the OC/s is what I own. As for the genre, "Fantasy" and the "Hurt/Comfort" are not the only ones. It can range to family, drama, adventure and so on as the chapters further progresses. Romance too if possible.
This is for my own writing purposes of entertainment and letting out my roller coaster of emotions for the FFXV! Since they left us a vague ending, then I decided to have it extended on my own wild imagination. (It does contain little spoilers so don't say I didn't warn ya! :P)
youronlyhope: I hope you like it! :) Seriously who wouldn't love these 4 bros/adorable dorks/boyband gorgeous? Hahahaha! XD
Without further ado… I begin!
CHAPTER 1
UNKNOWN
"Continue to keep on living even if the world becomes a stranger to you."
A pair of blue eyes opened wide. Eyes that read shock, confusion, fear… All in one.
This pair of blue eyes belonged to a man… A man who lay upon the grassy earth. A man who has fallen out of nowhere. A man who just stared up at the starry night sky not caring a one bit on where he currently lies.
"Dad… Guys… Luna…"
His mind ran through all the times he experienced. His father, his friends that he cherish as if they were really his brothers, his people, his adventures, his battles, his hardships, his dear wife, his home…
'Home…'
As if the thoughts were his cue, he bolted up making him flinch at the same time. "Ouch! My back…"
Slowly stretching to straighten himself up, he paved his eyes to his surroundings. His feet by the earthly grounds, swaying green leaves at their respective trees, scattered rocks, mounts of grass all around… The man concluded that his location is at a forest but a forest unbeknownst to him.
"Where… Am I?" he wondered as he started making small strides. 'Wait… Where will I go? What forest is this?' he circled around to get a more view of where he stands.
Luck has answered him as he heard bustling sounds of... Battle?
"Seems like there's a fight occurring. I better move away…" he makes way to the opposite direction of the sounds but suddenly stopped and pondered. 'But I don't know where I am… This place looks like an unpopulated one. Those sounds are my only way to find some answers.'
He sighed in exasperation. "Guess I have no choice."
Listening to the sounds more, he made it his guide of walking out of his spot. He felt heavy with every step he made. His body hurts, he is tired, he is lost, the sounds he uses as a guide are most likely clashing battles… What a great day to start for him.
'But seriously… Where am I? Is this a dream?'
This blue-eyed man furrowed his eyes even more at the thought of all this being a dream because from the way he looks at it… It feels very real. Just simply from being hurt due to his fall made him 100% sure that everything is real.
'Fall…'
This man perked up in surprise at the word and his eyes darting up to the night skies. "Why did I fall?! The last time I remember I was with Lu-"
He was cut off on his recollection of memories as a huge explosion echoed through the forest area and even had the earth shake. The booming sound made him sprint all the way despite his painful body.
"What the hell is going on?!" He gritted, running faster to the location of the sounds.
Finally making it out of the unfamiliar forest, he was greeted with a disastrous and chaotic battle. The sight made him freeze at his spot. Memories of his own battles and nightmares flashed upon his mind in an instant. The additional sounds of weapons clashing and screaming men made his head spin even more.
But most of all, the mere presence of the Imperial Magitek soldiers made him really stop on his senses. These stone-cold and emotionless soldiers are in a fight with human beings in their own weaponry and armor. There isn't a single spot where there is no fight happening.
"HEY! What are you doing here? Get out of here! This is a-" A human male soldier warned him but he wasn't able to go further as he took a fatal shot from a Magitek soldier, falling forward… Now a lifeless form.
Certain memories of death triggered upon him. All at the same time, weapons in a thin air circle around him, seemingly responding at his will and emotions.
"This is… I can… Use them?" Astounded by what he did, he felt relieved. 'At least I know one thing I can do.'
The sound of battles snap him back to reality and with the realization of the weapons encircled around him, he resolved to join in battle… To help out the fellow soldiers in defeating the lifeless soldier machines.
The human soldiers was about to attack him when he shouted, "I'm here to help! I'm not your enemy!"
With his words, he warped around the Magitek soldiers near to him… Slicing, stabbing, doing what he deems worthy to these heartless bastards.
This ability he always do in the many adventures he had. This same magical ability that was passed to him by the Lucis' crystal. This magical power that allowed him to fight for what he must and to protect those he must.
The Armiger Arsenal… The crystal power that was bestowed upon the Lucian Kings. The power of the Kings of the Old up until the time of his beloved father… And now he himself has one too.
Unknowingly to him, a muscular and tall man watches him without losing his stance at his own battle. 'That ability… Why is someone like him has the same as-'
A Magitek soldier was about to shoot him when the said man who joined the battle warped behind him, slashing the steel soldier who was about to shoot him from behind.
"I guess he's the last one…" The blue-eyed man nodded and looked upon the back of the man he saved.
A figure from his memory flashed before him, shock written on his face. "G-Gladio?... Is that-"
He was cut-off when he realized that the tall guy grabbed him by his collar and firmly stared at him, confused.
"Hey! How can you do that?!" The tall guy demanded.
More confusion ensued… Especially to the guy who was grabbed upon.
The blue-eyed man got a clearer view of the man he saved.
He is wearing a long-sleeved regal black coat trimmed with silver designs and its right sleeve being rolled up ¾, fingerless glove on his right hand, a rolled-up bandage on his left hand, a collared tiger animal printed grey unbuttoned shirt with a black fitted turtle neck shirt inside, black leather pants, and gray combat boots. His coat has a Lucian symbol on his left shoulder. He has a low faded Mohawk hairstyle with a low ponytail behind him and has caramel brown eyes.
'He looks like Gladio…' The man being held commented.
From his physique, the symbol he held, and the way soldiers took a little step back from them, he must be a well respected and feared man. The way he is acting now makes everyone hold in their own place.
The blue-eyed man can only frown at the thought that he feels that he knows him but at the same time, he is not.
"Hey. I'm talking to you! How can you warp and use those weapons?!" The tall guy questioned, his eyes holding something that the blue-eyed man can't make a guess of.
"What? Of course I can do it! I'm a King!" The blue eyed man answered back as of it is the most common thing in the world.
"King?! What the hell?" The tall man in regal coat now gripped his hold further, a mix of anger and confusion written on his face and eyes.
"I am Noctis Lucis Caelum! The 114th King. King of Lucis!" Now angry too, he punched the guy choking him by his collar, now free of his bounds.
Not only the tall guy became more shocked and confused, but the surrounding soldiers around them had their jaws dropped and eyes wide at the declaration.
"Got some punch in you huh." The tall guy recovered easily, a smirk plastered on his face but the way his eyes narrow doesn't comply with his smirk.
Noctis only furrowed his eyes, taking a stance for a brawl just in case. His actions caused the other soldiers to surround him and point out their spears and swords at him, preventing him from attacking their supposed leader.
With how the soldiers bravely encircled around them, Noctis observed them and one thing made him have the same expression as theirs.
"Lucian Armory? That symbol too? Y-you're all from Lucis?!" The man named Noctis voiced in question. Seemingly finding hope in him.
He quickly got out of his hopeful trance when a hand landed on his arm, pulling him by force which caused the other to shake his arm off. "Come with me."
"Let go of me! I can walk myself!" Noctis tries to loosen the grip on his arm but the guy who grabbed him is much stronger… And much more stubborn too.
"Nu-uh. Don't wanna risk of letting you escape. Men! Surround us both. Don't let this guy here warp." He ordered towards the other soldiers, his eyes dead beat serious.
"Yes, General!" All of them saluted and immediately complied with their General's order.
"General? Wait. You-" Noctis was about to protest when they halted.
The tall guy faced him, his eyes narrowing all the while still holding Noctis by the arm.
"If you're really the great Noctis himself… Then there is only one person who can prove it!" He declared as he continued walking still dragging Noctis by the arm yet they are now walking at a normal pace.
"What are you talking about?! I'm right here! Get your big hand off of me!" Noctis huffed, trying to pry his hand off of his arm. 'And what does he mean by "the great Noctis" himself?' He thought, adding confusion to his already confused mind.
His analyzing of the current situation he is in made him calm down for a little bit and continues firing questions. "And who are you referring to, big guy?"
"I have a name… Amaranthus. Everybody calls me Mart. The General of the Lucian Forces." The tall intimidating guy by the name of Amaranthus introduced, still walking with his hand still holding Noctis' arm. Noctis suddenly reminded him of a old friend of his, who is his sworn brother and shield.
The mention of General made him screech in his tracks.
"Whoa whoa whoa time out!"
"What?" Amaranthus blinked, surprised by Noctis' act.
"T-the general… The general is Cor Leonis! The Marshal!" Noctis pointed out brashly rather than questioning him.
'What is the meaning of this?! Him? The Marshal IS the General of my home. This guy is talking nonsense!' Noctis held a suspicious glare towards Amaranthus.
Out of nowhere, Noctis earned himself instead a laugh from the 'General' as if it was the greatest joke he has ever heard.
"What are you laughing on about? Do you think this is funny?" Noctis threatened. Every laugh he heard made his temper boil a lot more.
He is hurt, fatigue is washing over him and now… This guy has the nerve to cackle at a serious situation? Can everything get possibly go better?
After a few minutes, Amaranthus apologized for his rude actions quickly reverting from his old solemn self. He rested his hand on Noctis' right shoulder.
"Okay man… I do need to bring you to her." Amaranthus noted now letting go of Noctis and continued onward.
"Her?" Noctis asked, now trailing behind Amaranthus.
Noctis saw an air transportation he is unfamiliar with but he brushed it off when the words of the tall caramel headed guy ticked him. "Yeah. The current ruler of Lucis."
"The current ruler of Lucis?! I AM THE CURRENT RULER! And who's her?!"
Amaranthus finally stopped in his tracks and faced Noctis with his solemn serious self. He shivered at the eyes of the tall man but it went unnoticed to the latter.
Good thing Noctis has a sworn brother who looks like him or else, he'll be quivering in fear and hold his own, just like how the other soldiers seems to be earlier.
"Just come with me and everything will be made clear. Get in." Amaranthus ushered him in the air transportation he set aside in his head a while ago.
Noctis was hesitant in tagging along… Doubting of the things he will get himself into. He already had enough pain to bear and he doesn't want to risk a thousand more.
The thoughts came flashing back at him again, making him clutch his head in annoyance.
"Hey. You better not turn into a daemon, Old King." Amaranthus patted his head, a tone of sarcasm heard.
Noctis was about to protest when he got pushed inside the air transportation and got forced to sit on one of the vehicle seats. "Daemons… Huh.."
Noctis reminiscence of his own experience with daemons especially that man. The cause of his own pain and suffering. That shameful man that he finally took down with the Ring of Lucii and the power of his own will.
"Yep. And if were sitting ducks out there, we'll have our asses get killed. Ponder stuff later… I've got to get you to her."
Amaranthus mentioned the word 'her' many times to him already and it just gets him riled up in bewilderment even more. Instead, he set it aside temporarily saving it for later.
"Where are we going?" Noctis asked, looking even more puzzled. He took a glance out of the window to see where they are headed, only to find the view of the trees and grasslands.
Amaranthus raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to sit down. "Where else? In the Lucian Palace of course!"
'Oh yeah… I do have a home. Why am I being an idiot for telling myself so many times before that I don't have nowhere to go?'
"R-Right. To home then…" Noctis mumbled instead, a small smile on his face.
"Yeah… You could say that, Old King." He nodded, finally relaxing but not too much to let down his guard.
Noctis is too tired to question further plus the fact that a lot of things are running in his head right now.
That's right… The blue-eyed guy who randomly fell out of the sky, the man who used the Armiger Arsenal ability to help out the other human soldiers in battle, the very same man who is inside a Lucian war airship… Is the Noctis Lucis Caelum himself
This man who bore the weight of responsibilities as the future King, this man who made lots of adventure around Eos together with his friends, this man who slept in the crystal for a decade, this man who lost a lot of those he held dear, this man who defeated the one true evil, this man who fulfilled his destiny by sacrificing his life in taking down the one man who caused him his misery.
This man named Noctis who had been through a lot... Finds himself in a wreck once more.
How he landed in a random forest area… He doesn't know, how he is feeling about everything that is happening probably on the verge of driving him nuts.
All the Lucian King has absorbed so far is first, the General he knew isn't the one. Cor Leonis is the general but from what this Amaranthus guy have said… He is the general… Or he is bluffing… Is what Noctis kept convincing himself to.
Second, him being referred as the 'greatness' himself… It might sound cool and awesome to him but now is not the situation where he can think of it.
Third, being referred as the 114th King as if he was some sort of a big old guy.
Noctis couldn't handle all the events in his mind, making him clutch his head. Together with the recent happenings is the thoughts he could remember before everything that happened.
His head felt like it was splitting into two, his heart felt like bursting out… He hated this feeling. The feeling of being a stranger to the world… He wanted to run away and return back to the side of his beloved, to the times of his sworn brothers, to the connection of him and his father, to the warmth of his home.
The painful headache added to his already fatigue body.
Why doesn't he know anything? Why did this happened to him? Where is he? Are the Gods trying to punish him?
Those questions popped into him altogether, making him clutch his head even further… trying his best to ignore them inside him.
Finally reaching the peak of his pain, the image of his father, sworn brothers and his wife dawned upon him.
"Everyone… Luna…" Noctis whispered. His hand clutching to his head while the other shakily reached for something in his breast pocket.
At that instant, everything blacked out to him.
Hiiii! How was it for chapter 1?
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