Broken

A Final Fantasy 15 FanFiction

I do not own FF 15 or it's characters. Square Enix does.

This is my first fanfiction here, so I hope you enjoy! I recently watched a whole playthrough of 15 and I thought it was waaay better than what other people were saying it was. I connected with the characters, and the story, and I really want to get the game myself...but I don't have a PS4 :/ This is just a scene that I had in my head for a few days, and I just had to write it down. Please let me know if you would like to see more from me!

My OC is one that I made up quite a while ago, and she just seemed perfect for the world of FF 15.

Also, slight swearing.

It was nighttime, the time for deamons. Time for anyone sane to find a safe place and bunker down until the sun would come and bring them
peace and light. Time for the moon to show its smile that was underappreciated. However, for a certain redhead, this was the time to lie down and gaze at the twinkling stars.

Dawn had given up trying to sleep a while ago. Her head just could not stop running for the time being...a lot has happened in the past few days. Appearing here in this world, meeting these 4 strange men, and meeting her supposed mother for the first time...

That was the one thing that stuck out most in her mind. That woman claiming to be the very woman who had given her birth and left her on her own so very long ago. When Dawn's vibrant green eyes had met the woman's deep forest green ones, there were suddenly so many things her heart wanted to know even after years of thinking she had moved on. Why did she leave? Why couldn't she stay? Who even was she? Before these questions were asked however, the woman was gone. Like a breath in the chaos of a tornado.

Not even Dawn's incredible instinct could tell her what it all meant. It was so unusual...so cryptic...so...so...

Heartless.

"No." Dawn thought to herself. "It doesn't matter what she's done now. I've moved on. All that matters is knowing what the hell she has in store..."

Suddenly, she heard movement. The creaking of metal. Dawn only needed to look out the corner of her eye to know who it was.

"Oh hey, Ignis." She said casually, as if seeing him was a total surprise.

Ignis was obviously a little taken aback by how she knew without even looking, but it didn't bother him. She was a hunter, after all.

"Miss Spectrum. I apologize. I had no idea you were out here." No matter the time of day, Ignis was always as classy as possible.

"Please, you don't have to get all formal or anything." Dawn replied with a small huff of frustration.

"Very well."

Ignis then walked over to the table and put something down on it, making a dull clink noise. Dawn turned around to see what it was, her trance in the stars completely broken now.

"Coffee? At this hour?" She said in confusion. "Humans usually drink coffee in the morning, to wake themselves up..." She thought to herself. Ignis responded with his usual matter-of-fact tone while opening the can of his prized drink.

"I sometimes spend time outside with a cup of Ebony if I have trouble sleeping." The can was now fully open, the smell of beans slowly drifting in the cool night air. Dawn gave the quietest of chuckles. If there was one thing this man was passionate about, it was his can of formal living.

Turning back to face the stars, Dawn sat in silence while Ignis worked his magic on the equipment. She heard the sound of slight shuffling, the clink of a mug, the crackle of a flame. Her nose began to swoon as the scent came to her in waves, and her relaxed state was broken yet again. However, just as she was about to get up and go back to her sleeping space, footsteps approached her.

A steaming mug was then lowered into her sight. She looked up at the owner of the hand that offered it to her.

"Um...for me?" Dawn asked with a slight tilt of her head in confusion.

"Yes. I thought you might like one."

"You should have asked if I would."

Hiding a tiny smirk, Ignis replied with a slight playful tone. "I thought you said 'don't get all formal or anything'."

Dawn couldn't help but give a chuckle. This man had played her well. "Thanks." She said.

She accepted the coffee from Ignis, and let the steam flow around her face for a bit. It felt nice combined with the crisp breeze. She noticed that the classy (and smart ass) man had turned to go back into the trailer, but she had spoken up.

"Uh, hey. Why don't you...sit down here with me? Just...for a while?" Dawn facepalmed herself mentally. She sounded like a desperate puppy.

Ignis stopped and turned around to face the redhead. The breeze picked up a little, his spiky brown hair waving, the steam of the coffee being blown away. His glasses were shining in the moonlight.

"If you insist." He said. He walked back over to where Dawn was seated, and lowered himself next to her. Dawn was looking away as much as possible. There was no need to embarrass herself any further. In fact, she didn't even know why she asked that of him in the first place. Great...another unusual thing to add to the list.

The comforting sound of crickets and flowing grass was the only sound between the two for some time, along with the occasional sip from their mugs. Ignis was first to break the silence.

"If I may, what brings you out here in the middle of the night?" His light green eyes were fixed on the moon instead of her. Good.

"I had a hard time sleeping too. Like with your Ebony, I sometimes lay down outside to...stargaze. It...well...relaxes me."

"Is that so? I suppose the stars have quite the impact on you."

Dawn shifted slightly, debating whether or not to explain further. She's never had this kind of conversation before. Not in all the years she has lived.
Her mouth decided before the mind had any opinions on the matter. "They do...actually." She rested her arms behind her, supporting her weight as she laid back.

"As a kid, I remember being in awe whenever I saw the stars. Always wondering what they were, and why they shone so bright. Like they were...little fireballs or something." A scoff at her younger self escaped her mouth. How stupid she was back then. Noctis' caretaker did nothing as the redhead continued on. "Even though I didn't know what they were exactly, I found comfort in them. Always watching over me...twinkling with a light that seemed to give hope. Of course, I found out what they were later on, but I still held to the belief that the stars were looking out for me. Always shining no matter how dark the night grew. So I...look to them sometimes." Realizing how much she had rambled, her cheeks warmed to a rosy pink. Good thing it's dark out...

Ignis didn't look at the rosy woman next to him as his lips met the now nearly empty mug. "That is quite a nice way to look at them."
"Y-yeah. I mean...no one ever really paid any attention to me, so the stars were kind of my way of..." She stopped. Why was she telling him all this again?

"...Having someone there for you?" Ignis finished for her. She nodded in response. It was completely out of character for someone like Dawn to be telling all of this to another person. One she just met recently especially. Her mind finally caught up to her mouth and made sure it didn't spew any more stupid crap. "This guy doesn't even know me..." Her mind scolded.

The team's advisor gently pushed up his glasses in a thoughtful manner. He was trying to respond in the best way possible. Usually his words came easily, but this time his brain's gears were a little stuck. Dawn relieved him of the responsibility after a minute of silence.
"It's stupid...I was such a pathetic kid back then." She sighed, followed by a light chuckle. "Don't you agree?"

Ignis lowered his warm mug onto his lap. "It is not ridiculous for a child to want companionship, Dawn."

Shivers went up the redhead's spine. He spoke in such a smooth, understanding tone. A tone that wasn't common with the team's advisor.
Dawn was beginning to feel uncomfortable. She had spoken way too much, and now she was in this awkward position. "Well, where I lived, it was." She scoffed. "No one saw you as who you really where. You were seen as how you could contribute. I wasn't beautiful, or smart, or funny."

Light green eyes shifted towards her, the moon reflecting in them. Darker green ones looked back, full of many things: Anger, Confusion, Hurt. Dawn didn't show it at all, but Ignis could see all of it through her eyes. The pain she must have been through...his heart felt an ache. He silently wished that he and his friends were there for her back then. If only they could have been there to give her the companionship she had been lacking all her life...

He had only known her for a few days, but Ignis felt the need to give her what she had been missing.

He then spoke to her in the most meaningful and gentle tone he could manage.

"But you are beautiful to me."

Dawn's eyes had shifted from painful to shocked to some sort of...panic? Almost like she had done something very wrong. Fiery eyebrows crinkled, she suddenly stood up. Ignis watched her get up from the rocky ground with confusion.

"Miss Spectrum, I apologize. I did not mean to offend you. Allow me to-"

"Don't. Just...don't, okay? I'm gonna...gonna go back to bed." Dawn hurriedly placed her still half-empty mug on the table and walked back to the place she slept, her fire red ponytail flowing behind her retreating form. Noctis' caretaker was still chasing after her, placing his mug on the table as well.

"Dawn, I-"

"Good night, Ignis...see you in the morning." She huffed. Her vibrant red locks had disappeared into the darkness of the tent, and Ignis was left wondering what he had done to completely throw her off. "Yes, um...good night." Was all he managed to whisper to nothing in particular. Feeling a little defeated, Ignis walked back into the creaky trailer, and back to his own bed. The other 3 men he considered brothers were still sound asleep.

And for the first night ever, Ignis never fully finished his cup of Ebony coffee.