CORRECTION: Had to fix this chapter up because I left out a part. Sorry!
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Previously:
"They gave me a choice. Join with them or die with you," she whispered and Nyx stared at her unblinking.
Silence.
Cyla smirked slightly.
"And I've said it before...I'd follow you anywhere..." she mused and he kissed her.
Cyla smiled weakly into the strong kiss, returning it happily. When they pulled away Nyx leaned his head against hers lovingly. Lunafreya wiped a tear from her eye. A car pulled up then and Captain Drautos got out, a stunned look on his face. He walked over and Cyla's grip on Nyx tightened, confusing him. Libertus arrived in a car as well and slammed his foot on the gas. Cyla pulled her gunblade and shot at Drautos, making him dodge and move back right into Libertus' path. The car slammed into him smashing into a wall.
"What—" Nyx started, but Cyla took in a shaky breath and turned, aiming her gun in their direction.
"How do you think I got this wound Nyx?" she asked, her eyes trained on the car.
"Nyx!" Libertus shouted, trying to warn him.
General Glauca flipped the car over and Nyx's eyes widened.
"General Glauca..." he trailed off and Cyla held her gunblade tighter.
The General began to walk forward breaking into a run and Lunafreya went to put on the ring when Nyx stopped her.
"What are you going to do princess, give the old Kings a piece of your mind? Maybe you haven't heard, but...I'm the hero around here," he said, taking the ring from her hand quickly and putting it on.
A second hadn't passed when blue electricity shot from Nyx's hand and sent the General flying back. Cyla stared at him in shock as he stood up, the wounds no longer keeping him down.
"Nyx?" she whispered and he smiled at her.
"I'm still here," he said and she smiled weakly at him.
"I could get used to this," he mused staring at the electricity cackling in his hand.
Libertus walked up to the group.
"Nyx, I'm sorry," Libertus choked out and Nyx grabbed his shoulder.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. You saved us. I owe you one," he smiled and Libertus shook his head.
"We'll tally it up when we get back to Gahlad," he said and Nyx smirked.
Then his grip tightened on Libertus' shoulder.
"Take the car and get the princess out of the city. Take Cy with—"
"—no, I think I'll stay," she said and they all looked at her.
"Hey Libertus, by the way, I forgive you too," she mused sarcastically and he gave her a weak smile.
Nyx knelt down to her and brushed some of her hair back. She had paled significantly and he knew she was losing way too much blood way too fast.
"They can get you help," he whispered and she shook her head.
"I think...I'm beyond that now..." she stated honestly and he stared at her.
She grinned suddenly.
"And besides, who's going to have your back when you inevitably screw this up?" she added playfully and he pressed his lips to her forehead lovingly.
Then he stood.
"Alright, take the princess and don't stop until you're out of the city," he said and Libertus stared at him.
"You'll meet us in Gahlad?" he asked and Nyx forced a smirk.
"Yeah, of course," he said and Libertus looked at Cyla.
"You're one of the toughest people I've ever met. You'll be there too, I know it," he said firmly and she grinned at him.
"Sure," she said and he nodded leaving with the princess after a long look at his two friends.
The General was getting up, about to pursue the car. Nyx turned to Cyla and put up a small barrier around her.
"Stay awake until I get back," he said and she nodded.
"I'll try," she whispered honestly.
"Forever, until the end, right?" he asked and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
"Right," she choked out and he grinned at her.
"It's not the end yet so you can't go anywhere, especially without me," he mused and took off after the General.
Cyla watched the intense fight for as long as she could before her eyes grew heavy. At one point during the fight she saw Nyx hit the ground hard and the General stepped on his arm, flames shooting out from it. Nyx screamed in pain and Cyla felt her adrenaline spike. The General was speaking to Nyx when she was on his back, plunging her gunblade into his shoulder blade deeply. He roared, swinging his arm, and she was off, flying into the air and hitting the ground hard.
"Cy!"
Memory...
It was one of the first battles where she wasn't paired with her brother. So as she watched Crowe work to summon up a fiery tornado, she wondered why today was different. She was sent out with another group of Kingsglaive to guard Crowe and a few other mages while they worked to take out a huge Niflheim airship a distance away. She had wondered why Crowe wasn't assigned to Nyx or Libertus like she usually was. They were stationed back with her brother, carrying out another assignment in another area of the battlefield. They still had time to check in on Crowe though. She would hear their voices, mostly Libertus, asking how Crowe was doing. It annoyed Crowe, which made Cyla laugh. Crowe was definitely the youngest of the Kingsglaive and she knew that Nyx and Libertus saw her as their little sister.
She was snapped out of her thoughts by an explosion and Crowe cheering. The airship was burning and plummeting to the ground below.
"Mission accomplished?" Luche asked and Cyla touched her earpiece.
"Yeah, heading back now," she said turning back with the others.
"Well done," he said and she rolled her eyes playfully.
Luche felt it his duty to take on the role of their dad now and then.
"Do you always have to be so patronizing towards her?" Nyx's voice came through the earpiece and Cyla smiled wide.
"How so?" Luche asked annoyed.
"'Well done'? She was sent on a babysitting job, no offence Crowe," he mocked.
"None taken," Crowe chimed in and Cyla turned to her, seeing the young woman grinning.
"I don't patronize her," Luche huffed.
"Yeah you do," Nyx didn't let up and Cyla chuckled.
Then a loud roar stopped the light conversation.
"Where's that coming from?" Luche asked, his tone becoming serious.
"It wasn't from our side," Nyx side, his tone also becoming serious.
Then they heard screams through their earpiece.
"Team B, report! Cyla?! Crowe?!" Luche called.
"We need to head their way now!" Libertus yelled and they took off.
The team arrived on the border where Cyla and Crowe should have been. Captain Drautos halted them from going any further. Several red giants were off in the distance. A few Kingsglaive rested on the ground by the vans. None were Crowe or Cyla.
"Where are the others?" Libertus demanded.
"Dead, they have to be dead," one Kingsglaive member said and Luche turned to them.
"Are you certain?" he asked and they remained silent.
"So you weren't sure and you left them behind?!" Libertus raged.
"Enough," Drautos said firmly.
"We can't just leave them out there," Nyx said, already seeing his Captain's face.
"Well, we can't go out there to retrieve them, but if they get to a certain point out of Niflheim's reach, we can assist. That is if they're still alive. I can't reach anyone from their team," he said somberly.
Cyla's eyes opened slowly and she coughed harshly, turning onto her side and spitting out some blood. She regained her senses and looked around carefully. Bodies were everywhere. She remembered the initial attack and then the red giants arrival, but not much else. She sat up and touched her earpiece.
"H-Hello, can anyone hear me?" she asked.
"Cyla?!" Luche responded relieved.
"Are you alright? What's your status?" Nyx asked and she swallowed.
"Well…I'm alive, so I'll take it for now," she mused lightly.
"This is no time for joking around, Cyla! Are you hurt?" Luche asked concerned and she looked herself over.
"Yeah, but I think I can move. I have to check for survivors," she said getting to her feet.
"Cyla, there are dozens of red giants out there. Focus on getting here," Luche ordered.
"I can't leave the others," she said.
"Most are back here," Luche said quickly.
"The mages too?" she asked surprised.
Silence.
"No, none of the mages made it back," Drautos said solemnly.
Cyla nodded.
"What cowards, leaving them behind. How are they supposed to get back now?" she snapped annoyed.
"Exactly what I said," Libertus said upset.
"Cyla, your job is to get back—"
"—Nyx," Cyla cut Luche off.
"I'm here Cy. Tell me what you need," Nyx's voice came over the earpiece.
Cyla blushed lightly hearing him say her name. He had given her the nickname awhile back, mostly just to piss off Luche, but it stuck and she took a liking to it. She never really got to work with the one they dubbed 'hero' often, but that didn't stop her from admiring him from afar. She focused her mind.
"I need you to be my eyes; can you do that for me? There's so much dust in the air here. I can't see far," she said coughing.
"You got it," he responded and she began to look around.
"Stay close to your right, you have 5 red giants heading towards your left," he said and she nodded and headed right.
After a few minutes of direction and passing dead bodies, she spotted the final body and made her way to it. She dropped to the ground and turned it over.
"Crowe?" she whispered smacking the young Kingsglaive's cheek lightly.
"You found her? Is she alright?" Libertus' voice came through.
"Yeah, she's breathing, but she's hurt pretty bad," she relayed.
"Cy, if you can make it about 500 feet in our direction, I can assist," Nyx revealed and Cyla glanced up.
Then she smacked Crowe harder, waking her up.
"What…what happened?" Crowe asked disoriented.
"Crowe, I need you on your feet. We're still on the battlefield and we're pretty banged up. We have to get 500 feet north and the guys can come assist us," she explained, helping Crowe sit up.
"My patches were lost in the fight," Crowe whispered and Cyla stared at her.
The patches allowed mages, such as Crowe, to warp like the rest of the Kingsglaive. Due to the fact that they used a ton of magic on creating fiery tornadoes, their warping abilities weren't the strongest.
Silence.
"Alright, well we're not spotted yet, so let's get up and move as fast as we can," Cyla suggested.
"Cyla—" Luche started but she cut him off.
"—what would you have me do Luche? I'm not leaving her," she snapped silencing him.
Silence.
"500 feet and I'm there," Nyx said encouraging her and she smiled weakly.
"500 feet," she repeated and they began walking.
Cyla felt the tightness in her chest increase with every step. Crowe wasn't doing too good either. The woman was breathing heavy and a small wheeze in her chest alarmed Cyla slightly.
"You know, I've always wanted to go out on a mission with you," Cyla told Crowe, catching her attention.
"Really?" Crowe asked.
Cyla nodded.
"Yeah, fiery tornadoes? I wish I could do things like that," she confessed and Crowe chuckled.
"It took a lot of practice," Crowe admitted and Cyla nodded.
"I bet," she said.
Crowe was about to speak when they heard another roar.
"Damn it!" Crowe panicked.
Cyla could hear voices in her earpiece telling her different things, but blocked them out and stopped moving.
"We need to keep moving! We can't just give up!" Crowe cried and Cyla looked at her.
Then she pulled her gunblade and for a moment Crowe thought she was about to be left behind. Until Cyla pressed the blade to Crowe's chest.
"Warping isn't that hard, it just takes a lot of power and concentration. Just clear your head, look forward, and throw the blade as hard and as far as you can," she said quickly.
"Cyla, what the hell are you doing?!" Luche yelled into the earpiece.
"Her leg is messed up. She's slowing me down, I'll be right behind her," Cyla lied and Crowe stared at her.
Silence.
"Do it now. You have 400 feet ahead of you and then Nyx is going to meet you. I know we don't know each other very well, but you need to trust me," she said as the red giant gained speed.
"I-I can't just leave you—"
"—you're not. I'm right behind you," she said and Crowe turned in the direction she needed to be.
"Clear head, throw hard and far. Nyx will do the rest," she said and Crowe glanced at her new friend.
"Don't die," she whispered and launched the gunblade into the air, disappearing.
Cyla began running in their direction. She heard Nyx get to Crowe and smiled to herself relieved.
"Captain, it's one red giant, I can get Cy and get back in seconds! Give the order!" Nyx called as Cyla ran.
Cyla knew she wasn't making it and wasn't as scared as she thought she'd be.
"Go get her," the Captain said, surprising everyone there.
"Cy, get down!" Nyx called and she dropped as his blade flew over her head and into the red giant.
Nyx took it out quickly and then appeared before her taking on most of her weight.
"I've got you, you're safe," he said and she nodded weakly, her adrenaline wearing down.
He threw his blade and they disappeared.
In the Hospital…The Next Day…
Cyla opened her eyes weakly and tried to regain her senses. She realized she was in the hospital and managed to sit up slowly. Her eyes softened seeing Crowe asleep in the chair by her bed.
"She spent the night here, making sure you were well taken care of," Nyx said and Cyla turned to the window, seeing Nyx sitting on the ledge.
Silence.
"Glad to see you awake," he said and she smiled.
"Thank you," she nodded and he got up and walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge.
A blush immediately tinted her cheeks and she cursed internally.
"Luche is with the Captain right now, but he was here too. And Libertus just went to get some food—" he stopped as she took his hand tightly within hers.
"Thank you for saving my life," she said genuinely and his eyes widened.
She felt his grip tighten in hers.
"You were the only one who stood back and looked for survivors. You're the reason Crowe's alive. So I think the thanks should come from me," he said and she smiled at him.
Silence.
"I owe you one now," she mused and he grinned.
"First one's on the house," he said and her blush deepened.
End Memory...
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