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Chapter 4

She led the blond to the bed where Ignis was curled around the unmoving Noctis. He lifted his head immediately, watching curiously. She had given Noctis the second bite first thing that evening so he wouldn't wake until the next night.

Ignis was half way between vampire and human now; his skin even paler and becoming lucent, fangs longer and sharper, hair longer, green eyes now streaked with red. His body was cold, his pulse too slow for a human to remain conscious with. Once he was a full vampire, it would take some time for him to learn to appear anything like he had as a human. He crawled across the bed to her and she reached out to stroke his hair. "Sire," he almost purred, utterly content with her return.

"Such a good Childe looking after your brother," she praised him.

He rubbed his naked body against hers and she drew him into a kiss, a hand in his hair, gently scratching his scalp. He whined needily and she pulled back with a smile, nudging him towards the still blond who was still staring at her. Ignis crawled over to him, leaning in to sniff at his throat before licking the warm skin, seeking the blood below but not biting. The boy didn't react to any of it, his mind empty.

"Strip him Childe," she ordered and Ignis began pulling the clothing from his unresponsive form.

She stroked a warm cheek, staring into empty blue eyes…except they weren't just blue, tinted with purple which was odd. "Tell me your name Childe," she commanded.

"Prompto Argentum," he answered dully.

"Do you love Noctis, Prompto?" she began stroking his skin.

"Yes."

"Would you like eternity with him?" she smirked, running her fingers through his hair.

"Yes."

She waited as Ignis removed the loose pants Prompto'd been wearing to bed, leaving him naked as he sat staring at her. She then touched his forehead again, watching as awareness flooded back into his eyes.

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Prompto jerked back from the cold touch on his face, blinking dazedly. He felt…strange. "Wha…?" he shook his head and then scrambled back from the stranger, freezing as he saw the unmoving body behind her. "NOCT!" he cried in alarm but there was no reaction.

"He can't hear you Childe," the woman said, and he looked back at her only to see a man too….except not a man…they weren't human.

Childe…he shuddered as he realised what she was. "Vampire," he whispered in fear and she smiled at him. His eyes went back to Noct, he was pale, too pale. "No," he choked, trying to see a way to get to him without getting too close and then she stood and moved away, guiding the male back too.

Prompto scrambled across the bed, taking Noctis' limp hand in his, he had a pulse, he was still alive! He ran his fingers through soft black hair, stroking his cheek, feeling the chill to his skin. His pulse was slow, even for someone unconscious. "What did you do to him?" he demanded. He gently pulled Noct up into his arms, rocking him, but there was no reaction at all from his best friend.

"The same thing as Ignis," she answered, caressing a naked chest and Prompto frowned.

He looked the male over again and then whimpered in horror and fear. "Iggy?" No…it couldn't be…could it? He looked so different but…he could still see Ignis in his face. He hugged Noctis closer, feeling tears fall. "Why? Why are you doing this to us?" He wasn't dumb, she had targeted them for some reason.

She smirked and then kissed Ignis who responded eagerly, Iggy who had never even glanced at the prettiest girls on campus. "Such a good Childe. The night after next his transformation will be completed, the night after it will be Noctis."

"No," he shook his head in denial. "Iggy please," he called out but Ignis didn't react.

"Your new brother needs you Ignis," she murmured and Ignis finally looked at him, no recognition in his expression.

"Ignis?"

Ignis moved towards him and Prompto swallowed, even the way he moved was different. He got on the bed and crawled over to Prompto who trembled, wanting to back away, but he carefully lay Noct back down, not wanting to risk him being hurt if something happened. Ignis reached out and cupped his cheek and Prompto shivered, fighting back a sob of grief as he got an up close look at the changes Ignis had already undergone, there'd be more once he was fully turned. "Brother," Ignis smiled, revealing fangs.

"Iggy please, it's me," he whispered but there was still no recognition.

Ignis let out a noise that sounded almost like a purr and then leant in, rubbing his cheek against Prompto's. He wrapped his arms around him, drawing him closer, and Prompto didn't struggle. He could feel the inhuman strength in Iggy's limbs, there'd be no point to struggling and he didn't want to make him mad, not knowing how he'd react. Prompto shivered as cold hands caressed his skin as if trying to sooth him. He looked over to see her watching them with what looked like a fond, pleased, smile.

"Why?" he asked again.

She walked over and stroked his hair and he pressed closer to Iggy in reaction, trying to get away. "You should have chosen your friends better Childe. Clarus and Gladio Amicitia took my family and so now I take theirs in return."

"We didn't do anything to you!" Prompto argued. "We didn't know," he pleaded, and she moved her hand down to caress his cheek even as Iggy's hand moved lower, touching him, not that he reacted, too scared and upset to be aroused.

Ignis nuzzled at his throat and he whimpered in terror and grief. Iggy whined softly and then lifted his head to kiss him. He felt her arms wrap around him, drawing him into her lap and Iggy followed, kissing him, trying to get him to respond.

"Let him in Childe," she whispered in his ear as she caressed his body. "I promise, everything will be better, just kiss him."

Prompto pressed his lips together in refusal. He didn't want to upset Ignis, even as he was now, but letting him kiss him seemed like a bad idea. He'd been around areas of Insomnia the others had never been as a child and teen…knew that various fluids form non-humans could be used as drugs of all different sorts. He didn't know if vampire saliva was one, but he didn't want to find out. Ignis gripped the back of his head, forcing it back a bit, pressing firmly on the joint to force his mouth open. Prompto couldn't struggle, they were too strong.

As his lips parted, he felt Ignis deepen the kiss, there was a funny taste. He tried to pull back, to spit it out or something but Ignis made sure he couldn't, and he swallowed. He felt so strange, like he was floating away…body going limp even as he whimpered. There…there was something…

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She looked down as the boy went limp in her arms after a small whimper. "Let him breath Childe," she murmured and Ignis pulled back, Prompto's head slumping back against her. His eyes were blank again which was not the normal reaction at all.

"Unit 05953234 online, awaiting user designation," he stated emotionlessly, and she blinked in shock.

But that was…he was an MT? How was that possible? They were mindless, soulless! He had a definite personality, thoughts, emotions…her eyes widened, and she reached for his mind. It weas blank, just like when she'd taken control, except this time she hadn't done that…it felt like the mind of an MT, ready to be programmed. No…there! His mind was being erased; his memories, personality, all of it was being overwritten. She hesitated but then reached out to protect what was left, walling it off from the awakening programming. It was all a lie…Besithia had lied to the world about his MT's, they weren't what he claimed. They could be real people if given the chance or was Prompto an anomaly?

She pulled out of his mind and stared into vacant blue eyes, the boy waiting to be 'programmed' by what his body was assuming was his owner. This wasn't what she'd wanted for him, an MT couldn't be a child…unless that was a lie too? For now all she could do was finish his programming and then try to reintegrate whatever she had managed to save of his mind. If that wasn't possible then turning him would be a cruelty to him, leaving him to spend eternity with no thoughts, emotions, nothing.

Taking them may be her revenge on the Amicitia, but she would not condemn someone to an eternity of emptiness. And despite their love and loyalty for her, her new family would also hate if that happened to him. She would look after them, care for them, ensure they lived long, healthy lives. To turn them and then torture them was not something she could do.

Thankfully, while she had never owned an MT, she knew enough about them to get him through this stage.

"Unit 05953234, configure for four users. One Primary, one Secondary, and two Tertiary level users. Confirm."

"Unit 05953234, confirmed. Awaiting Primary User encoding."

"Take Noctis to the other side of the bed and take a nap Ignis."

"Yes Sire," he nuzzled at her and then pulled Noctis away.

That gave her room to gently lay Prompto down on the bed, studying his body. She lifted his hand and there it was in stark black, a barcode. Glancing at the pile of clothing she saw the gloves, bracelets, and wrist band. The boy had done everything he could to hide the proof of what he was…unless he hadn't known what the mark meant?

"Primary User, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret," she told him, running her hands down his sides, and this time his body responded.

He remained utterly silent, body still, even as she straddled him and began moving. She kissed him and then moved on to nip at his throat before biting down, allowing his body to record and encode all relevant data, including her DNA. That way, her voice couldn't be recorded and used to order him to do something. When she was done she ran her fingers over a specific section of skin and there it was, the genetic alteration made in MT's that led to where the eggs were produced. Now that he had her DNA, he could produce one, but there was no way she was allowing that while in Insomnia. Even if her coupling with the other boys did not allow her to produce a hybrid child, she now had a way to directly continue her family line and all without paying a Gil.

"Unit 05953234, enter stasis mode."

"Unit 05953234, confirmed," he replied, and then his eyes closed, body utterly limp, breathing so shallow she could barely detect it even as his pulse slowed to match. An MT could be left in stasis for months before the body began to deteriorate, it made shipping them easier. She wasn't going to leave him so long, only until after Noctis woke from the final bite and would be able to speak again, even if he only mimicked words she told him to say. He was to be the Secondary User as her Mate after all, plus his attachment to the blond and he decision to allow them to be together. Should she be able to reintegrate his memories then it would be a comfort for Prompto too.

She checked the time and considered her options, that had taken less time and energy than expected as she had not begun turning Prompto. She redressed and left the house, going to see if she could find Gladio. Would anyone have realised the boy was missing yet? Or would they not discover it until morning? She doubted very much the young man would give up searching for his lover and friends to hide behind the protections of his apartment so even if she found him, she didn't have to take him that night. Tomorrow would be better, once Noctis was awake again, let him see them both in the second stage of turning.

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Gladio collapsed on their bed, exhausted, and was almost asleep when he phone rang. He groaned but grabbed it to answer, terror and anger growing as he listened to Regis…Prompto was gone. He'd been there when Regis had left but there was no sign of him when he returned, just an open bedroom window and a bed that had been laid on but not slept in. Someone had taken him from the home without any signs of a fight? Or had Prompto done something dumb and headed out to search himself?

Except he would have taken his phone and Regis had found it on the bedside table with his wallet, as well as all of his shoes being in the closet. The clothes he had worn that day were in the laundry hamper too, his sleepwear missing. No way Prompto had left voluntarily in his sleep pants and t-shirt unless the house was on fire or something.

There were protections on the Lucis Caelum home but obviously not powerful enough…or a human was involved. There just wasn't enough information to make any kind of informed guess as to what they were facing.

He was the last one left…was this all because of him? Someone wanting him to suffer? Or was he just the harder target? Maybe the smart thing would be to stay behind the safety of the protections, leave the search to Cor and the police…but he couldn't do it. He would not cower away while they needed him.

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Ignis nuzzled at his brother as he began to wake, Sire gently stroking his face to keep him calm. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open and he saw them, whining softly as he tried to reach for Sire. She drew him up into her arms, cradling him close, and Ignis picked up the cup of blood carefully, glancing up at her for confirmation, before pressing the cup to Noctis' lips. He gulped it down and then the solid food Ignis broke up for him to eat. A stuttering kind of noise came from his throat and Sire stroked his hair.

"Good boy Noctis, trying to purr already," she smiled and kissed his nose and Noctis giggled. "Want to go to your brother Noctis?" she asked and Noctis just stared up at her. "Ignis," she called him, and he carefully took Noctis from her, cuddling with him. "Be good boys," she kissed him and Ignis leant into it, before she kissed Noctis and then she was gone.

Ignis lay down on his side, leaning over Noctis who was happy to have the attention.

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Gladio moved easily through the lower levels of the city, weapons hidden throughout his clothing. They were not the kind of places they ever went to as a group, though he knew Prompto had been down there on occasion even in the early days after moving in with Noctis since he'd had a job down there.

They were the areas were the police rarely went, where anything went, and anyone could move through the city, anyone…or anything. The kind of area his Dad would have patrolled if he'd hunted in the city.

He was on high alert, for any sign of the three or anything that could be a trap. Even if he saw one of them, he wouldn't approach without backup and it'd take at least half an hour for Cor's men to reach him. No matter what condition they were in, he would have to stay away, unlike Noctis. He'd gone to help Ignis and vanished, he couldn't take that chance. Of course, the odds of the same kind of trap being used twice were low.

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She watched as he made his way through the lower levels, unsurprised he was there since it was the most likely area to find those who wanted to vanish. For someone who had lived as a civilian for over a decade, he still had skills. She slipped onto a balcony above him, very few around, none who would interfere…and then she dropped down, slamming him down into the ground, disorientating him for the seconds needed to knock him out. She wouldn't risk trying what she had with young Prompto, he would have been taught to defend himself, even when disorientated.

She stared down at the unconscious body and smirked, she had them all now. She knew Clarus had refused to believe they were being targeted from someone from his past, would he believe it now? Either way, he would have the grief and horror of all four boys vanishing.

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Ignis watched curiously as Sire returned with an unconscious body, chaining it to the wall. There was something familiar about it…another brother? He glanced down to find Noctis trying to sit up to see so he gently pulled him up into his arms letting him watch even if he didn't understand what he was seeing. Noctis chirped curiously and Sire looked over, smiling at them.

Once done, she joined them on the bed and Noctis tried to get to her so Ignis passed him over.

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She kissed Noctis' forehead as he cuddled into her. "Did you miss me?" she asked, and he whined, nuzzling at her throat. She chuckled, stroking his hair and then down his back, feeling him relax slowly, beginning to drowse while they waited for Gladio to regain awareness.

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Regis very carefully put his phone in his pocket, leaning against his cane as he struggled to control his anger. Gladio's destroyed phone had been found in the lower levels…all four boys had now been taken. He looked at Monica and nodded, following her back to the car. It was time to speak with Clarus again, perhaps with his own son now gone he would take the threat more seriously.

TBC…

So poor Prompto actually is an MT, proving that Besithia may have misled people as to the true state of things when it comes to them. At least she has kept him from being completely erased, you'll have to wait and see how much of his memory and personality was saved (even I don't know yet!).

Poor Regis really wants to hit something, possibly Clarus.