Disclaimer: not mine

So anyone who read the one shot has probably noticed Prompto isn't as wild as he remembered being when first found. That worked when just having him think back to that time, not so much for writing it.

If you don't know, there's a poll up regarding Chosen Brothers

Also, I'm still not sure on pairings for this, if I'll stick with the Noct/Luna from the one shot with no other pairings or not.

Chapter 4

The border guard at the final checkpoint barely glanced in the car, flipping quickly through his papers before waving him on, just like the others had. That was not normal, even regular travellers usually had more scrutiny than that. Not that he wanted to look a gift Spiracorn in the mouth or anything. He glanced at Prompto and saw he was huddled into the side of the door. "Prompto?"

"Stink of fear," he whispered. "Panic."

"Me?" he asked but the boy shook his head.

That left the guards, what could possibly have happened? He turned the radio on and tuned it to the city news station he preferred. He nearly drove off the bridge in shock as the report was given. Prince Noctis was in critical condition after a werewolf attack just outside the city. He glanced at Prompto again, hearing the soft whine, and flicked the radio off. He took a hand off the wheel to reach out and ruffle blonde hair, feeling him press into his touch.

"It's okay, I won't judge you on what others do," he promised. "We're almost home." He drove into the city, heading for the small house they owned. Good thing it had been bought with future children in mind so there were enough bedrooms. It also had something they would need once a month, a basement.

It took another half an hour of driving, avoiding the highway where possible, but he finally turned on to their street, grinning when he noticed Prompto's face pressed to the window. So many people packed in together was going to be a massive shock to his senses, but he'd have time to adapt. He pulled into the driveway and turned the engine off. "Ready?" he asked and Prompto nodded hesitantly.

David got out and walked around to his door, lifting him out of the car and settling him on his hip, he could come back for the luggage later. Better to get the introductions over with first. He unlocked the door one handed and went inside, closing it behind him. carrying Prompto served several purposes, it would help dull the wolf scent as well as ensuring Sara wouldn't do something rash when she did pick up on it.

"You're home!" he heard Sara's voice and then she walked into the room, smiling at him only to stop and stare. "David?"

"Sara, this is Prompto," he introduced the boy who hid his face against his shoulder.

"David what did you do?" she demanded, stepping closer and then she hissed as she caught the scent. "David!"

He stared into his wife's glowing eyes, unafraid, even as Prompto whimpered in fear, clinging to him, and he felt hot tears soak into his shirt. He shifted a hand to gently rub his back. "It's alright kiddo, we just startled her, she won't hurt you," he soothed, rocking him. "Sara, he's not a threat. He's just a scared little boy."

"He's a werewolf!"

"I know, you didn't spend the full moon sitting with him. He was dying out there, I couldn't leave him. He wouldn't have lasted another night if he hadn't come looking for food in my camp. He'd been badly mauled by something, he's far too skinny and his language skills are lacking for his apparent age. I think…" he glanced down but Prompto wasn't listening, too distraught. "I think he was abused, before or after being infected I don't know. He has no one but us."

"David…the Prince was attacked. If they find him here.."

"I know," he whispered. "How could I leave him to starve to death out there?" he begged, and she sighed, vampiric features fading. He smiled at her and then knelt, gently setting Prompto on his own feet. He carefully untangled him from his shirt and turned the boy to face her. "It's okay Prompto."

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Sarah stared at the small boy her crazy husband had brought home. Yes, they'd been considering adoption, but a human or even vampiric child, not a wolf! She moved closer and then knelt down so as not to tower over him. David had been right, he was far too skinny, hair a mess. He had such big blue eyes….eyes filled with tears and fear. She could smell the wolf in his blood but all she could see was a terrified child, no older than the Prince who had just been attacked. How could anyone blame this child for the actions of others of his kind. She slowly reached out to him, ready to move if he snapped at her but he remained frozen. She carefully picked him up, cradling him to her chest and then began running her fingers through his hair, feeling him tense but then gradually he relaxed until he was limp in her hold, face pressed to her shirt, over her heart. "Welcome home Prompto," she whispered.

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David smiled in pride as she held their new son, slipping out to grab the bags from the car. He took what little he had for Prompto to what would be his room before dumping his own in the Master. They had a lot of shopping to do once things calmed down. He would need clothing that fit, toys, educational material, things to help keep his inner wolf happy too as well as paint and furniture to make the room his.

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Prompto wanted to run when David put him down, but the man stayed with him, even though he was malfunctioning and leaking fluid. He stared up at the vampire lady…Sara. She'd hissed at him! But slowly the fangs disappeared and then she knelt down. She was pretty. He tried not to flinch when she reached out to him, wanting David to be happy with him. then she picked him up and held him close and the smell of vampire was overwhelming, causing him to tense, fighting the urge to run, to shift to the wolf and defend himself. Then he smelt it, David, safety. She smelt like him too. Her fingers ran through his hair and slowly he began to relax until he couldn't move if he wanted too, he was so tired.

"Welcome home, Prompto," she whispered in his ear as his eyelids drooped, and he gave in to the urge to sleep.

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Sara was surprised to find the boy had fallen asleep in her arms, though he'd likely had a very trying day, and the full moon had been only a few days ago. She stood without jostling him and headed upstairs, finding David had put some things in the bedroom and turned the bed down. She lay Prompto down on the sheet before carefully removing most of what he was wearing and then covering him with the blankets. She watched him sleep for a moment before leaning in to kiss his forehead and then left the room to find her husband, they had a lot to talk about!

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Regis could only watch as the doctors frantically worked to save his son's life. How had this happened? Security had been tight, the trip unscheduled. He could believe a lone daemon or a few stray wolves having the bad luck to come across them, but both? No, they had been sent to kill his son and likely by the Empire. If he had arrived even a minute later…but he hadn't, he had been in time to save Noctis. The wound to his back was horrific, but he had not succumbed yet which for a vampire meant he would survive it, though there was no telling yet what permanent damage may have been done.

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Sara smiled, watching as Prompto cautiously explored the house. He was a quiet child so far, though hopefully that would change as he grew accustomed to them and his new home. They knew nothing on how to raise a werewolf child, while there would likely be some similarities in raising one or any other child, there would also be differences. The first thing she'd done was ensure all silver was beyond his reach, as well as anything else she knew of that he could react badly too, it wasn't like they could take him to the hospital for treatment.

He looked better with his hair properly cut and in clothing that fit properly. It would take longer for him to gain a proper weight since he had a high metabolism but seeing his face when given three big meals a day plus snacks….it had hurt. No child should be that used to going without food. The first time she'd drunk blood in front of him had been interesting, seeing his nose twitch at the scent had been cute and then his eyes had widened, and he'd ducked his head. He'd been worried that she would be upset he knew what she was drinking. She could eat food, and enjoyed doing so, but like all vampires she needed blood as well. It was good that he hadn't reacted badly to her doing so.

He glanced over at her from the window and she smiled. "Would you like to go into the yard?" she offered, and his eyes widened, his lips twitching, so she stood and went to the back door, opening it and holding her hand out to him. He got up and moved to her side, taking her hand to hold on tightly. She led him out into the small yard, watching as he breathed in the scents, nose wrinkling. "I know, the city smells are strong enough for me, I can't imagine how much stronger they are for you." She led him over to the garden beds and he was quickly breathing in the plants. She sat down on the grass and he immediately sat beside her, leaning into her side. She hummed softly, stroking his hair, and he slowly relaxed.

If she ever met his family….no, it was possible they weren't to blame for his condition…though that was unlikely. How had a child made it to Lucis alone? He must have stowed away on trains and ships; he must have been terrified so how bad had his life been in the Empire for him to run anyway? They were experimenting with ways of hiding his scent, not wanting him to be trapped in the house for life. They also had to be very careful when they left the house, they could carry Prompto's scent, but not that of the wolf.

They were working carefully on getting papers for him, it wasn't easy. It cost money and they had to be cautious over getting the work done, not wanting to use a Crownsguard plant or something. They would feel a bit more secure once the papers were in hand, they would confirm the story of Prompto being from Tenebrae and David's cousin's son. Until then, it was safer if he stayed at home.

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David grinned and opened the door to the basement, leading Prompto down, opening the door down there and then he stepped back. "This is all yours kiddo."

Prompto cautiously stepped inside and froze, looking around with wide eyes. Rugs were scattered around the room, leaving a definite clear space at one side for easier cleaning. Shelves ran around the walls, plants on them, helping the room smell less like a basement. Larger plants were in pots on the ground as well. Massive pillows were scattered around as well. "Mine?"

"Yours. Since you can't run in the city with the full moon you have this room." He watched as Prompto wandered around the room, touching things, and he smiled. He'd reacted the same when his bedroom had been done, unable to believe it was all for him.

"You stay?" he fidgeted nervously, and David picked him up, Prompto immediately cuddling in.

'Every full moon I can, I'll be here," he promised. He wished he could be there for all of them, but it wasn't possible. At least he'd be home for the first two, to ensure Prompto was fully settled in.

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Regis held Noctis' hand, his son lying far too still and silent on the bed. They had done all they could for him and yet he wouldn't wake. He had sent a message to Queen Sylva Via Fleuret, seeking aid and healing. He didn't know what else to do. For the moment, IV's were supporting him, one of them by supplying the blood he would normally consume, but there was only so long such methods would work. "Wake up Noctis, please," he whispered.

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Prompto stared at the picture on the television screen. It was from before the attack, the Prince smiling shyly for the camera. He hadn't been seen since, though the Palace had said he still lived. It was weird but….he felt sick. The Prince wasn't like him, raised like they were in the facility. He wasn't used to pain or being attacked. He must have been so scared. Vampires healed fast so why was he still hurt? Unless…the scientists talked like they couldn't hear them or understand and he could remember some talking about new ways to kill vampires, if they got away from the attacking MT's. Some sort of poison that would coat claws and teeth. Maybe…the Prince had been poisoned? There was nothing he could do about it though.

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Sara watched as Prompto ate and ate, the table manners he'd been learning all but forgotten. She glanced at David who nodded, he'd eaten that much last full moon. It made sense; how much energy did changing forms take? When he was done, David picked him up and carried the dozy child to the couch, burrowing under blankets with him and putting a kids movie on. she could almost feel the heat radiating from Prompto's skin from the armchair she was sitting in. She didn't like seeing him so listless but everything she had read said it was normal for the day of the full moon. He'd been a bit off for the last two days as it approached.

Prompto stuck his head out of the warm cocoon a few hours later and she noticed the flecks of gold in the blue of his eyes. He stared at her and then held his arms out and she got up, walking over slowly to pick him up, David watching closely. She felt him rub his nose along her throat before resting his head on her shoulder. "Cold," he mumbled so she grabbed a blanket, wishing her normal body temperature wasn't several degrees cooler than a humans. He felt so hot to her. She sat down in next to David when he sat up to give her the space and they spent a few hours on the couch together until Prompto scrambled out of her arms, whimpering.

"Prom?" David asked gently.

Prompto shook his head, eyes wide, panting. He wrapped his arms around himself and looked away. "Sorry," he mumbled.

"For what?"

"Can't…smell…" he whined again, glancing at her and then away.

"Oh sweetie," she whispered. "It's okay. You didn't do anything." Though it was obvious he'd been tempted. "I'm not mad Prompto, you're doing so good." He hadn't snapped or growled at her once since being brought home. He was so young to have such good control over his instincts. "It's not your fault," she promised, and he glanced up. "I'll go start on lunch, more meat?" she asked, and he nodded hesitantly. "Okay," she smiled without showing teeth and got up, moving to the kitchen.

Three hours later, David took him down to the basement room to wait for moonrise. She kept the tv on, even though the basement was soundproofed it was better to have some noise to be safe. She wanted to go down, to see what he went through every month, but it was too risky. He'd had the control to get away from her as a human, as a wolf? It was better not to risk it. Maybe when he was older and was totally used to her scent.

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Prompto carefully traced the Lucian letters, having to shift his grip on the pencil now and then. They said he was doing well, learning fast, but it didn't feel like it to him. He wanted to be like the kids he saw on the streets, but he couldn't be. They were still finding ways to hide his scent, but he'd been out a few times. They made talking seem so easy, doing things David called 'playing'. He wanted to be a kid like them, to go to school one day and fit in.

TBC….