Safe.
Protect.
Those were the two things that circled in her mind. She had no idea what happened all she knows is that she must continue to protect.
She just finished her shopping and went to get a treat for herself. While walking back to the Citadel she heard something. Curious she went to see what it was and she's glad she did. There was a young girl being assaulted by some older guys. Prompto couldn't let that be so she needed to save and protect this young girl. She can't have been older the fourteen.
The blonde doesn't know if it's a some motherly instinct but she rushed in. Shielding the girl with her body. She kept telling the old guys to back off and leave her alone but they wouldn't. They came closer but she didn't relent. She stood her ground. And even though they were two feet away from both girls, they can smell the alcohol. At least it seemed like one was really drunk and the other slightly drunk, but that's no excuse.
Then, they started checking her out. And they thought they were being quiet when they talked about how one girl for each. Prompto put on a brave face, she will not let them win. She didn't care much for herself but all she could think about is the girl behind her. She could feel her clenching hard onto the back of her jacket, and the slight tremble of her hand is fueling Prompto.
Prompto did her best of course, she punched both of them in the face but that only made them mad and not get them to run away like she was hoping. She had to delve deep into her memories of when she was training in the crownsguard, to remember how to properly punch someone without injuring herself. It didn't work out.
And because the blonde did the punching she got attention on her, and both men decided why go after the young girl when they could go for Prompto? It creeped the blonde out but it's better than the alternative.
It turns out the alley they are in was a one way. There was no way out but where the men were standing. Which sucked because a couple of their friends decided to join in, they came in out of nowhere. Prompto did her best to fight them all off for both of them but it didn't work out the way she wanted. Who would have thought protecting another person while protecting yourself isn't easy?
Prompto struggled, trying to get out of their hands as they undid her shirt and try to unbuckle her pants. She had to protect the other girl, she had to get them off of her. She heard the girl cry and looked to see them pinning her down, shirt up exposing her chest and stomach. She wore a cute pink bralette. Prompto struggled again, trying to kick the guy by her feet but it didn't work.
The man holding her down by the shoulders slips his hand underneath her own bra, cupping her breasts. Prompto stops at the cold shiver than ran down her spine. She also was in a bad situation. Now her struggles became desperate, for herself and the other girl.
Protect.
Protect.
Help!
Without warning lightning struck. The man cupping her breasts falls back. Prompto takes a deep breath. The man by her legs looks at his friend then at her, now determined she kicks the guy in the gut, maybe going a little lower but she didn't care. With a rush of adrenaline she got up to her feet and made her way to the girl. Prompto is lucky, she's wearing pants but the girl, she's got a skirt on.
She fights for the girl. Angry they would try to do something like this to an innocent girl. When the guys are either on the floor beaten to a pulp or ran away she helps the girl. Reassuring her that everything will be fine now. She's safe. She won't let anyone touch her again. The girl hugs her, crying into her shoulder and Prompto hugs her back, cradling her in her arms.
Prompto doesn't know how long they stay like that, nor does she care. But when she heard footsteps coming towards them her danger sense went off. She needed to protect. She holds the girl closer to her, caring but protective, as she glare at the people disturbing them. It wasn't safe, not yet.
"Prompto?" The voice asks with an accent, calm but surprised. Prompto blinks and sees Ignis and Gladio standing there staring at her like they saw a tiger in the middle of a street.
"Iggy, Gladio. What are you doing here?" Prompto asks, calmer than before but her guard is still up.
"We should be asking you questions." Gladio says, shocked face gone, replaced with a grin. Gladio bends down to get to their level, well attempted to, even as he crouch down he still towered over them.
"We followed the lightning to you." Ignis answers, standing behind Gladio.
"So that really happened?" Prompto questions, she honestly thought that was apart of the adrenaline rush. It all happened so fast.
"Yes it did. May we know what happened?" He wonders, the whole scene shocking to say the least but what really worries him is Prompto appearance and the young girl she's cradling in her arms.
"There were two guys harassing her but wouldn't stopped so I stepped in."
"Are you alright?" Ignis asks, not getting close as he could see the distress in the young Raven haired girls trembling form.
"I'm fine." Prompto answers. She pushes the young girl softly to get a look at her chocolate brown eyes. "Are you okay? They didn't to anything, did they?" Prompto asks being careful, not wanting to be to invasive. But she also wanted to make sure they get her help if she needs it. She shakes her head. Prompt gives her a small smile. "Let's get you home safely." she tells her. The young girl nods. Prompto helps her to her feet. She look like a middle schooler on her way from club activities. She held onto Proms hand.
Ignis pushes his glasses up as Gladio turns away to cough into his fist. "You might want to clean your appearance first Prompto." Ignis points out. The blonde looks down to see her shirt is up, showing off her bra, one cup not holding her breast well enough. Her jeans riding down and open. The blonde blushes, turning her back to them. She fixes her self then turns to the young girl. Smiling she holds her hand out. Cautiously the young brunette holds her hand.
Prompto collects her bag as they make their way onto the street. The girl quietly leads them to an apartment complex where they find her older brother anxiously waiting for her. Gladio and Ignis talking to the two for a while. If Prom were to guess why it's about talking to the police about what happened, and if something were to happen.
With her safe, the three head back to the Citadel. Silently for Prom as Gladio and Ignis seem to talking with each other by just their expression.
When they get to the Citadel, as soon as they walk into the dining room Noct, who was pacing back and forth, snaps his head towards them.
"Finally! What took so long?" he asks getting closer, eyes trained onto the blonde. She didn't look hurt, at least her arms and face seem untouched.
"We had to escort the young lady Prompto was helping back home safely." Ignis answers walking past the prince to the king. Ignis leans in whispering something to him, it must have been important because the king looks up from Astrum to lock eyes with her. Shocked she look away, her eyes land on Noct who was saying something. Then Gladio steps up patting her back, a proud smile on his face.
"That's very amiable." the king says, a smile on his face. His eyes turn to bare into Proms, like he's searching for something in her soul. "Since it's late care to join us for dinner?" he wonders.
Prompto smiles, "of course." like he said it was late. If she got Ignis to drive them home it'd be to late and time to get ready for sleep. Also why would she torture Ignis with driving her and Astrum when he's got to do the same for Noct. This way it's only one trip.
They all sit down at the table. Prompto's bags out to the side. With Regis and Astrum at the head of the table. Noctis to the left, Prom next to the prince, and Gladio next to her. On the right of Regis sat Clarus, Iris next to her father and the advisor next to her.
It got painfully silent with the new guest as they waited for the chefs. And Prompto starts to think maybe it's her fault. She should have declined polity but that just seems rude. It's also late and she's hungry.
It didn't take long for servants to bring out everyone's plates. Then Prompto felt she may be underdressed but one look at Iris outfit reassured her. Prom wore an old Justice Monsters t-shirt with slim fitting jeans and her converse. Iris wore a black sleeveless jacket, her white shirt poking out from underneath it. It's better than Gladio, who sat with his shirt unbuttoned all the way with sweats. Noct just wore black jeans with a black muscle shirt with a soft curve on the neckline. The only ones dressed for this are Ignis, Clarus and Regis.
They are in silence and Prompto ate slowly, she looks over to see everyone looking down at their plates. Well, all but Ignis who would look down to eat but as he chew he would send glares towards her direction. Not at her but to her right, Prom looks to see Noctis shoving the vegetables to the side after picking them out. At one point Noct look up and stared right back at Ignis, both glaring at each other in challenge. Noct holding his glare as he move the vegetable to the edge of the plate with the other abandoned vegetables. At this Ignis cut his chicken slightly rougher than normal. Upset knowing he can't do anything about it. To the blondes left she hears Gladio sighing. She turns to see him shaking his head.
"So Prompto," Regis says getting her attention. She looks at him, chewing as she stare, turning away from the showdown between Noct and Iggy. "I heard you use to train in the crownsguard, for how long?" he asks, ignoring Noctis shoving a large cut of chicken into his mouth as he stare at the advisor, mockingly.
Prompto nods, reaching for her glass of juice to wash the food down. Once done she looks over at the king again. "I was training with the Crownsguard for half a year before I left due to my pregnancy." she answers with a smile.
"What weapon did you specialize in? If you found one." Clarus asks.
"Firearms." she answers looking down at her plate, not able to see the shock expression on both Regis and Clarus face. Most of the crownsguard, even the Kingsglaive mostly use melee weapons. Most people are not comfortable with the idea of maybe accidentally shooting their comrades so most learn the basics but train more with their melee weapons. There are many crownsguard and kingsglaive with unique weapon choices but none are firearms. It would seem most are afraid of them. Even those who have a handgun as a secondary choice don't use it. People have said it's too hard to learn.
"Anything in particular?" Regis wonders.
"No, I was training with assault rifles before I left." she says.
"Sunshine perfected using handguns. Never missed a shot." Gladio answers. Prompto blushes. They didn't need to know that.
"Have you trained with Cor?" Clarus wonders.
"I was going to start training under Cor, but before I got to I was changed to Drautos but I never started." Prompto explains. It was very confusing and sudden but was soon forgotten. Regis and Clarus look at her confused, if she's apart of the crownsguard she would have been trained under Cor, who mostly oversees the trainees. Drautos deals with kingsglaive related things.
"Have you ever met Drautos?" Gladio wonders.
"Once or twice in the hallway." Prompto answers.
"Then Prompto, with your training you should be able to protect Noct... or Astrum." Regis says, and there is something in his tone that the blonde couldn't fully place. He wasn't trying to be mean but it was like he had to do it
"Dad!" Noct looks at his father, flabbergasted, why would he say that?
"I'm out of practice, and most of my training is a distant memory but," Prompto looks at Regis straight in the eyes to show him know serious she is. She will not cower away while her loved ones are in danger, not just Noct and Astrum, but Gladio and Ignis too. "I'll do everything in my power to help, heal and protect them." the table quietly stare at the blonde.
Not only was her resolve breathtaking but... "Prompto... your eyes."
