NoctaLightx: Hey here's round 2 of the story! Featuring Noctis and his friends, luckily Noctis is much better mannered than Lightning when it comes to… temper.

Noctis: Actually the difference between Lightning and I is that she shows mercy, whereas I do not when you push me far enough. But I have great patience, so you do not need to worry.

NoctaLightx: (wide-eyed) Ok, um, obviously I heard the wrong rumors. I'll try to be careful then. They have more in common than I thought!

Noctis: Thank you, (takes a sip of his coffee).

Lightning: That is not true; you nearly killed Prompto and Ignis the other day because they made an inappropriate comment of how you were staring at me.

(Noctis glares at Lightning) Yes but you nearly killed NoctaLightx just because he made you blush.

Lightning: Why you-

NoctaLightx: That's it! Both of you get back in the story and think about what you've done!

Both: Aww.

Noctis: Now look at you did!

Lightning: Me? What about you?

NoctaLightx: Aren't they cute? Btw a quick note, the driver is not Ignis YET, I repeat, not YET thank you.

Disclaimers and such on first chapter.

A dark vortex, a giant dragon, a crystallized moon, a ruined town. A crying girl with strawberry blond hair in a ponytail, and a knight with the same hair calling out to him.

Who are you?

"Noctis."

Who are you?

"Noctis!"

"PRINCE NOCTIS!"

Noctis slowly opened his eyes. Taking his head off the car window, he took a moment to gaze at his reflection in the, recognizing his messy black hair and navy irises. He then turned to the driver's seat, where he identified his driver and family friend Gareth, smiling at him through the rear-view mirror.

"Oh ho, there's a surprise, I thought you wouldn't wake up until we reached the mansion. After all, that was an exciting "gathering" last night."

Noctis furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, scrunching his face for a second from the drowsiness and sudden headache. Then he remembered. He was at the dinner party to celebrate the new alliance between the kingdoms of Lucia and other nations. He remembered entering the party and becoming acquainted with other nobles, to the best of his ability at least. The part that Noctis had trouble figuring out was how he was in the car in the first place. He didn't even know how the party ended. Then the possibility dawned on him.

"Gareth, what happened last night?"

Gareth chuckled at the question, "Do you really want to know?"

Noctis was curious now. Lifting an eyebrow he answered, "Yes."

"Are you sure?"

Noctis was growing impatient of his friend's stubbornness to answer the simple question, and his headache wasn't helping.

"Yes I am positive! Just tell me already Gareth! "

Gareth gave a smirk and made eye contact with Noctis at a stoplight. "You were drunk, so drunk in fact you nearly lost your cool, and one of those little ladies would have plucked you from the crowd like a flower when you were vulnerable." He said, making a hand gesture of plucking the plant.

Noctis grew wide-eyed; he slumped in his seat terrified of what he might've done. I didn't even remember ordering a drink because I was expecting this kind of mischief. One of the lords or princesses must have put something in my drink to get me to promise or sign something to benefit their country. And man whatever it was they put in it is making my head feel like a behemoth is trying to break out!

"Ugh! Gareth, tell me. Did I do anything last night that I will regret?" he said while pressing his thumb and index finger into his eyes.

"Do not worry my lord. As far as I could tell you remained cool and composed, though I must say when the young women started to see you drink, they encircled you like a pack of wolves!" Gareth joked. "You're lucky I was there to sway you're father into letting you leave for your duties."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Well sir you are the prince of the only kingdom that has special resources, plus they believe you to be as handsome as a god! Reminds me of my younger days," Gareth ponders for a moment then asks with a hopeful smile, "Speaking of women, did any of them catch your eye?"

"W-What are you talking about!" Noctis asks, off-guard by the sudden question, a chill running down his spine.

"You know what I mean! You must find a bride soon Noctis! Like me, your father will not be around forever and you must be prepared to handle the responsibilities of a king. The people want to have someone who is prepared to rule them."

Noctis only responded with an annoyed sigh and muttering something under his breathe. He stared out the window again and suddenly his mood became depressed.

"That…looks like it's being conquered" he said with a dejected tone.

There were several airships over the city in the distance. The sight only reminded Noctis of the increasing tensions between countries, that is why they needed the alliance. His small country would be nothing in an instant without their pacts.

He hated war, but what he hated more was people who wanted war, who loved it. Yes Noctis has killed before, but he never took joy in it. Every time he has killed somebody because of the kingdoms rivalries, he was disgusted by it. He enjoyed fighting when it wasn't life or death, but merely for friendly competition and sport, when nobody had to die.

Noctis noticed Gareth bit his lip and then he smirked, obviously trying to ignore the scene.

"We're coming up to the checkpoint."

They arrived at a tollbooth where a guard was casually swinging his riot stick. Behind him was a barrier of several posts; each of them had a black angel with its wings folded over, as if they were protecting the borders. The guard holds up his weapon, signaling their car to stop.

Gareth reaches over, inputting the entrance codes on a touch screen above the radio. The posts submerged into the street and the guard steps aside, saluting them as they drive by.

Noctis was still pondering the war; his stomach fell upside down when he remembers the destroyed homes and cities. He then remembers his dreams, the ruined city, the dragon, and the knight coming back to his mind.

Who are you?

I wanted to ask you the very same thing to you.

Wanting to change the subject Noctis asks, "How is the family Gareth?"

Gareth smiled proudly as he said, "George is doing well in school, and Lily is 5 months into pregnancy by now."

"That's nice, to have such a great family, and their lucky to have such a great father and husband."

"Thank you, Noctis."

After a moment of silence, Gareth said, "You know, it's your turn to guard tonight."

"Aw man."

A couple hours later they arrived at the mansion. Pulling into the driveway, Gareth parked the car. Turning it off, he stepped out of the drivers seat and opened the back seat door for Noctis. He thanked him and then stared for a moment at the mansion before him. It was at least three-four stories high, it had large double doors and on either side of the house there were priest statues that were as tall as the roof. Both statues looked like they were crying black tears, all the more threatening.

Still the same, dark, and gloomy place, huh? I know we're supposed to be intimidating, but why can't we ever redecorate a little?

Noctis walked up the steps to the front door. Opening it, he and Gareth entered the mansion. Gareth said he has some other business to take care of and said his goodbyes. Noctis walked through the dark corridors and up the black stairs of the mansion, until he finally arrived to his room. A bed was sounding nice to him right about now, along with a couple of pain killers. He was about to open the door, until he heard rustling inside. He froze, An assassin? Paparazzi? A crazed fan?

He didn't want to take any chances; he readied himself into his fighting position and opened the door, prepared for an assault of some kind. Instead he found a man on his bed with a half eaten cheeseburger in his mouth.

The man was young with blonde hair and he was wearing a white tank top, leather vest and dark jeans. A whole slew of junk food and soda cans surrounded him on the king-sized bed. In front of him was a large plasma screened TV with a modeling program on. The man was in the middle of eating the cheeseburger, about to take another bite, but was now frozen at the sight of Noctis.

"Um… hi Noctis… when did you get back?" he said, still shocked at the arrival of the prince.

"Prompto…" Noctis said, his rage starting to burn. He then took a couple steps toward him, "How many times have I told you that I hate to come home from a very long trip to find my best friend lounging on my bed, eating my food, and staring at models he will NEVER MEET!" He shouted smacking the blonde over the head. Noctis sighed and ran a hand through his spiky black hair as he sat down in a chair on the other side of the room.

"About…26 now." Prompto smiled sheepishly.

"What are you doing here anyways? What about that fancy apartment you have downtown?"

Prompto hesitated for a moment, "It's a long story," he shrugged, "but can I stay here for a couple of weeks? As a favor for a friend who is more like a brother?" he asked giving Noctis his "infamous" puppy eyes.

Noctis stared at him for a second, wondering if he should dig into the subject, but decided it wasn't his business. He smirked, "Fine, I was getting lonely anyways."

"Yes!" Prompto sat up, "So, how was the party?"

Noctis shook his head and thought over the night for a moment. To save himself from Prompto's ridicule, he lied, "It went pretty well."

"I know when you're lying Noct, being a liar is bad for you, considering you are a prince." Prompto observed smugly.

"I'm not lying! And for your information, trespassing onto someone's property doesn't help a fugitive either." I can't be that easy to read!

"Guilty as charged." Prompto threw up his hands in defeat. He stood up straight from the bed, stomach growling.

"Can we get something to eat?"

"What about all this junk food you ate?"

Prompto shrugged, "Doesn't mean I'm not hungry."

Noctis sighed, "Sure, but where do you put it all?" he joked as he and Prompto walked out of the room and through the shady corridors.

Noctis noticed Prompto's sly smile when he asked, "So... were there any hotties?"

Noctis smirked back, "None that you could get, all of them want money or status."

"Aww," Prompto pouted, "I got looks, talent, and a great sense of humor. Can't that be enough?"

Noctis gave a small laugh at his friend saying, "Don't worry you'll find the right one some day."

"And what about you? Any luck with the cuties?"

"Hey I wasn't interested in any of them, alright?"

"So there were a few cuties! I told you to take me along! But noooooo….."

Noctis only smiled as he listened to Prompto's complaining. There was never a dull moment with the guy.

"Hey where are the others?" Noctis asked as they entered through a pair of black doors.

"We are right here actually."

Noctis turned to see two very familiar faces. "Ignis! Gladiolus!"

It was a contrast of blacks and grays around the room, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. It also had a large rectangular dining table. It was white with a black marble streak running down the middle reflecting the light from the chandeliers above. It was bright and yet very dark, an odd contrast but very luxurious to say the least.

Noctis saw two men sitting across from each other, with one facing away from Noctis. The one facing away was an older man who was well built and had long black hair that barely reached his shoulders and had a short beard. He also wore dark baggy pants, an unbuttoned, short sleeve collared shirt with a black t-shirt underneath, and a necklace with the symbol of a small sword. Another notable feature was the scar on the left side oh his face.

The man facing them was of the same height; he had light brown hair that was stuck up straight in the front. He had small rectangular glasses, a leather jacket with a white collared shirt that had a couple undone buttons at the top. He wore dark jeans and dark dress shoes.

Gladiolus turned and put an arm over the chair. "Well well, prince charming decided to come home early huh?" he said with a grin.

"It wasn't necessarily by choice." Noctis replied, walking over and sitting beside Ignis.

"Hmph, I bet." Gladiolus turned back, watching Prompto suspiciously as he went into the kitchen behind them, searching for food.

"We both know you hate those kinds of parties, we're not surprised to tell the truth." Ignis said plainly while drinking his coffee.

"Oh like you guys are any better."

"Hhey, whas zat zupose ta men?" Prompto said sitting down with a mouth full of food.

Ignis and Gladiolus laughed at Prompto's stuffed face while Noctis only gave a small smile and shook his head.

It's good to be home. Just my friends and I.

They all caught up on recent events during Noctis's absence. Gladiolus said he's got a date tomorrow and Prompto couldn't believe it, accusing him of lying. Ignis on the other hand, has been modifying his car and mansion security with new techs and gadgets. Gladiolus and Prompto got into another fight after an exchange of insults of how neither has an actual girlfriend at the moment.

"With that beard and face, only your mother could love you! You could never get a date! They all think you're too old and a drunk!"

"And what about you baby face! They'll still think you're a minor in high school!"

"At least I learned this in high school, 'Roses are red, violets are blue, Etro made me pretty, but what the hell happened to you?'"

Noctis and Ignis stifled a laugh as Gladiolus's face changed colors.

"That's it! C'mere ya little bastard!"

Gladiolus leaped at Prompto and managed to get him in a tight headlock. Prompto soon tapped out in surrender, making Gladiolus grin in victory as he let go of the blonde. Noctis shifted his gaze to his watch.

Almost time.

Noctis then glanced at Ignis, who only waved his hand as if saying 'Don't worry, I got this'. Noctis nodded and headed out the door, leaving the screaming hooligans to their fun.

He was walking through the dark hallways thinking about the day; he couldn't shake this feeling in his chest. It was a burning sensation that grew more intense with each passing second now. Damn, don't tell me… he held onto the wall for support, clutching his heart. My body is still adapting, it just had to be tonight of all times. He soon began heart beat in his ears. But the pain went away as soon as it came when he reached his room, which surprised him even more. Usually the flashes last longer, I guess I'm just getting stronger. He yawned, or maybe I'm just too tired to notice anymore.

He trudges into his room, walking to the bed he cleans up Prompto's mess. Then, reluctantly, he opened his wardrobe. Better get ready, tonight's going to be a long night.

Yep so there's ch.2, sorry that it was a little boring and I wanted to make introducing Noctis less complicated than it has to be. Introductions are just not my thing.

Noctis: He didn't do a bad job except for the women part.

Lightning: Yeah you're not very good with women.

Noctis: Then why are you still here?

Lightning: I uh… because I have nothing else better to do!

NoctaLightx: Suuuuuurrreee.

All right in our next chapter there's going to be some excitement, action, and fighting! Bullets will fly! Swords will clash! Along with other things O.O, that's all the hints I'll be giving out for next chapter "A Flash of Night!" so stay tuned.