Watch the Throne
Now awake, the young prince sitting on his throne ponders whether it was a dream or a vision. It felt so real to him. Did he really see her? Is she still alive or did he just hope that she was? He puts his hands over his face to shake off some of the shock. Suddenly, he hears gunfire and screaming coming from outside the castle. He picks up his head and looks around at the ceiling, focusing on the continuing gunfire. Instead of running away or even rushing outside in urgency to see what's going on, he slowly gets up from his throne and walks out of his chamber.
The prince calmly walks down the hallway and toward the front entrance. He thinks to himself, "My kingdom is the last of its kind. They keep coming back here. They want my kingdom. They want my Crystal. Well, they'll have to go through me first. I will not beaten…because I won't allow it." At that point, his anger causes his dark blue eyes to turn a crimson red.
The dark-haired prince takes his first steps outside his dark kingdom. Thunder and lighting begin to color the sky. He sees several of his guards laid out on the floor of the steps; they're all dead. He looks straight ahead to see the ones who created this carnage. About 90 soldiers wearing golden, medieval armor and armed with automatic assault rifles (ironic, but true). At the bottom of the stairs, the soldiers see the dark-haired prince and aim their guns at him. The sound of the guns being drawn doesn't even make him flinch. He actually starts walking downstairs toward them. One of the soldiers on the front line shouts out, "Ready…and fire!"
The shots start flying. They eventually hit their mark…yet he continues to walk toward them. Bullet casings pour onto the concrete stairs, thanks to an invisible, protective force field surrounding him. With every hit, remnants of the shield and sharp weaponry show. He stops in his tracks and puts out his right hand as the weapons appear for all to see. The lances, swords, spears, axes and other weapons swirl around him; 11 weapons in all. His falchion sword falls into his hand as his crimson red eyes glow a bit. It is that moment when he charges the soldiers with immense speed.
With no restraint, he cuts his way into the middle of the firing masses. With the force field still protecting him, the prince then jumps off one of the soldier's guns, lands on the shoulders of another and breaks the soldier's neck with his legs. He extends his shield into close proximity of some of the armored warriors. This causes their own gunfire to hit them. The prince turns his back to them and teleports to the middle of the staircase. They run up after him as he stops, looks up at his castle and sees three more soldiers scaling down from the roof.
The soldiers think they have a clean shot at him, but they run hard into his invisible shield (which feels like a brick wall). The prince then teleports toward the elevated soldiers scaling the walls. He free-falls and cuts the ropes of a solider (who ends up free-falling himself). He throws his sword all the way to the opposite wall, teleports to grab the sword and dives toward the remaining two. He maims the first soldier shooting at him. The second soldier, also firing, loses his grip on the rope and starts falling. He quickly teleports to shorten the gap between them and impales him.
The prince pulls out his bloody sword and teleports back to the top of the staircase. One of the few remaining soldiers shoots a rocket at him from a rocket launcher. He turns his head toward it just as impact is made. After the explosion and smoke clears, he is shown unscathed. The weapons encased in the illuminated shield twirl around him. He points his right index finger toward his enemies as each of his 11 weapons darts straight through the remaining 11 soldiers. His enemies have all fallen. The prince of the castle is the last man standing.
He gestures with his hands for his weapons to come back to him. They levitate out of the lifeless armored bodies, surround him and disappear back to their invisible state. After all that, he simply walks back into the castle. Just as he enters, a blonde-haired friend of his carrying a shotgun comes running toward him. He screams out, "Noctis, Noctis, I heard the gunfire! They're back, aren't they? I'm here to help. Okay, what's the plan? How many are there?"
"There's none left."
"None? What do you mean…?" He looks out at the destruction his royal friend has caused.
The prince says, "I'm headed to bed. Don't worry about the mess out there. We'll clean it up in the morning." The prince walks toward his room.
His friend knows how powerful he is, but he is astonished that he finished them off so quickly. The young blonde-haired man asks, "I know I ask you this a lot, but why do you need guards again?" The prince smiles at him, then walks through the dark hallway toward his bedroom.
Crystarium Reign
Coming in 2010
This fantasy will be their reality
One more thing - I'd like to give a special thanks to the authors who reviewed my story thus far...
KisaraCrystal (thanks for being first), Stella Nox Fleuret, Annette Hime and Animegirl Yuki Minamoto
