NoctaLightx: HELLLLOOOOOOOOOOO PARTY PEOPLE! I am back! Wow it has been one heck of a ride! But I got through my exams and had a blast over my vacation. Which also gave me enough time to do more writing! Yes! This is my newest and longest chapter! Please forgive me for the wait! It was also excruciating for me too!
Lightning: No, you were goofing off like you usually do! And look at this! (Smacks a piece of paper into Noctalightx's face which strangely sticks to it) Why did you post this pointless message? I mean really look at the reviews and messages you got from the polls!
NoctaLightx: (Pulls paper off of face) Well would you look at that. 17 to 0 (sticks tongue in cheek) ... Figures originality would be favored. Why couldn't I figure that out? (facepalm).
Lightning: Haven't we already determined that your genetically idiotic?
NoctaLightx: T.T'...
Lightning: ...
NoctaLightx: You're still a little bit peeved about that mistletoe incident at the Christmas party aren't you?
Lightning: (blushes slightly) No.
NoctaLightx: Really?
Lightning: Yes.
NoctaLightx: (smirks) Are you sur-
Lightning: That's it. I quit. (Leaves set.)
NoctaLightx: No wait! Darn it! Quick! Play the chapter! I'll go after Lightning!
Noctis: I'll come too!
NoctaLightx: No! You've already caused enough damn trouble thank you very much! (Runs after Lightning.) Wait I'm sorry I'll-
Prompto walks up to Noctis : So what did happen at the Christmas party?
Noctis' only response is a depressed groan.
Btw I want to give my thanks to Los McWvyern and AquaticSilver for smacking some sense into me. You're awesome dudes! (Or dudets)
And I know I said I would replace thechapters but i just couldn't do that cause than you guys would never know when it does come up! Plus the reviews would become confusing. -.-'
Disclaimers on the first chapter and that I want to become a better writer, so please share your thoughts and advice POLITELY on the reviews. Thanks!
Gladiolus lifted the second steel beam onto his right shoulder while wiping away the sweat that drenched his forehead under the beige bandana. He also wore a black sleeveless shirt and his baggy, black jeans. Feeling the solid frame pressed onto his body securely, he turned his head and shifted his gaze to a man with protective goggles passing by.
"Yo Ignis, where did you say you wanted these?" Gladiolus called out, staring at him with his scarred eye.
Ignis looked up and replied flatly, "Over by the support beams for section 20, right by the western wall."
"Gotcha." Gladiolus continued on his way with a content smile on his face. Yes, he doesn't have to work or lend a helping hand or fix anything… but he does it anyway, even when people try to tell him not to. He even managed to drag Ignis into helping as well, which was no small feat indeed. Yep it was just another great day…
"KYAAAAAAAAAA!" SLAP! The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the entire complex, attracting the attention of everyone in the current area.
Gladiolus jerked around to see where the scream came from, nearly knocking out two men in the process with the steel beams. He was surprised and a little shaken by the sudden ruckus. It was up in the second story, in the central structure of the mansion. That much he could tell. More shouting suddenly followed the scream, as if a woman was berating someone. All became eerily quiet after that.
Gladiolus raised an eyebrow. "Whoa, what the hell was that all about?"
Ignis only shrugged, "Probably Prompto causing trouble again. C'mon we've got better things to do than worry about a perverted blonde." And with that they went back to work. But, instead of focusing on his work, Ignis couldn't shake the thought out of his head.
I did not recognize that voice. Who was that?
Furvus stormed through the hallway with a scowl embedded into his face. Every servant or worker he passed immediately stepped aside and greeted him with 'your majesty' or 'your highness' and all of that nonsense. The king couldn't care less, he was too deep in thought of what he had just witnessed. He didn't even notice the crystal chamber doors blown off and just stepped over the rubble as if it was there the whole time!
Oh how powerful is the ignorance of a caring father?
Finally, after much walking, grumbling, and too many greetings, he reached his destination stopping at a pair of double doors. They had a deep ebony color with an art style that looked as if branches and vines were growing out of the door with a golden trim.
He inserted his key into the lock and quietly stepped in, but ironically slammed the door behind him.
Like the rest of the house, the study had an intimidating characteristic about it, and yet a very intellectual atmosphere. The room was an eerie gray. There were multiple bookcases lined up against the walls, a very large glass chandelier on the ceiling, and a dark red mahogany desk. Parallel to the bookcases were two large glass windows that took up the entire wall space. Through the windows stood the city as the mansion peered over it from the top of a hill. Multiple buildings and roads lined up and down the mound of earth, all ending to a bridge located over a canal at the base of the hill, leading to the main infrastructure of the capital.
Leaning onto the small table, he examined the contents quickly. There was a computer console on the desk with a holographic projector for his computer screen, a remote control for his larger projector for briefings, a phone, and a family photo standing atop of a pile of papers.
He immediately pressed a button on his telephone. "Security?"
"Yes my lord?" Came a loyal guard's voice from the receiving end.
"My son and a couple of his fellow compatriots are in the hallways as we speak. Please escort Noctis and Prompto to my office and escort Cara and her… patient… to the room they came from and keep them under strict surveillance, despite the doctor's orders. This is a royal directive." He declared deeply.
"Y-Yes your majesty. But shall I send for Ignis and Gladiolus as well? Considering the track record of the four, I'd say they're all required yes?"
"Bring them here immediately."
He released the dial and began, again, with his musing.
The monarch didn't even pay attention to the artifacts and antique collection as he paced around the room, trying to figure out just how the hell he got an attack on his mansion mixed up with his son having a love affair. And she's not even royalty! She could be a prostitute for all he knew!
Oh where did I go wrong? Was I so focused on my duties that my son has been sneaking in whores right under my nose this entire time? I should have spent more time with him, had some father-son bonding. It must've been Prompto! Only he could get Noctis to go this far. And in the closet? Really? Oh why has my son taken on the form of a…a… vagabond!
The king kept pacing and fell deeper and deeper into his stressful dilemma. In fact he fell so deep he didn't even realize that the study doors opened and closed to reveal Gareth, staring at him bewildered, frightened, and with disc in hand.
Gareth wanted to alert the king of his presence, but always hesitated at the last moment, fearing that the particular predicament has gone to the worst-case scenario. Finally he mustered up the courage.
"Um… Furvus," The king jumped at the sudden calling of his name and turned, "I-is everything alright? You seem a little more… anxious than you did 20 minutes ago."
"Gareth." The king trudged back to his desk and calmly sat down with a sigh. Rubbing his eyes with his gloved index finger and thumb he continued, "I made the most unfortunate discovery."
Gareth did not want to hear it, there was a still a small possibility that…
"Are you ill?"
"In a manner of speaking."
"Stomach ache?"
"It caused one, yes."
"Some food went bad?"
"No."
"Gas leak?"
"No."
"Too much property damage?"
"No."
"Taxes?"
"No."
Gareth paused, looking for another excuse, anything but the inevitable.
"… Hangover?"
"Gareth!" The king snapped.
Like father like son all right. Gareth sighed,"Alright then what is the matter?"
"Gareth," Now the king was just annoyed, he released the pressure on his eye sockets and scowled at his right hand man. "I found my son having an affair."
"An… an affair? A-Are you sure?" Gareth repeated, a little dazed.
"I saw her as plain as day. Well I was too shocked to actually see her face, but nonetheless she was still half naked in his arms with a blanket covering her."
Gareth bit his lip. And Furvus caught it.
"Yes, I know what your thinking Gareth. My son has a lot of explaining to do, as do you." Gareth felt like his skin was melting off. Cat's outta the bag.
Gareth surrendered with a sigh. "I'll… I-I'll…" then the idea dawned on him. "tell you what I know, after we watch the security tape."
Furvus raised an eyebrow, "You didn't watch it?"
Gareth in return gave a scowl, "Furvus… I thought you would know by now that I am too busy to watch some tedious surveillance tapes."
The king had to give him that one. Gareth was the chief of staff and security; without him the mansion might as well be a rundown shack. Even if he was the head of security, he still had to assess the property damages, see if there are any witnesses, find reserve soldiers for the lost ones, etc.
But truth be told that was only part of the reason. Gareth's primary reason was so that Furvus would be too caught up in the tape to fire Gareth.
"Very well, but let's be quick about it."
Gareth playfully smirked as he handed his king the disc. "Oh I think this will answer many of our questions my lord."
If my memory serves, and if the guard gave me the correct one, this particular tape should open our eyes to the truth.
"Uuuuuuaaghhh." Noctis groaned as he walked through the luxurious hallway gently caressing his cheek. He breathed in sharply as he accidentally rubbed a tender spot.
"Man that is gonna leave one hell of a mark huh?"
"Shut up." Noctis stated just above a whisper.
"Right, sorry."
Noctis shifted his vision to the right, glaring at his right hand man, Prompto, who was still trying to contain himself whenever he looked at young heir's swollen cheek. Luckily the blonde shut his trap whenever he made eye contact with the heir to the Caelum dynasty. It wasn't the rage or glaring that fazed him, it was the sadness and guilt in his eyes. Just by looking at him you know he let someone down like he never did before; and when you're a prince and you do that to your father, the king? The responsibility and punishment are magnified by ten. Maybe even a hundred.
Prompto knew that Noctis somehow let his father down, but damn it he couldn't shake the feeling that his father wasn't the only one. He disregarded it, for now, seeing as dwelling on the subject may make things worse, no matter how tempting it is.
After a short silence, a few guardsmen appeared before the two in their black uniforms. They were all pretty shocked to see the prince's cheek, but thought better of it when they saw his expression through the swelling.
The first guard spoke up, "Lord Noctis, Prompto, you are called to the king's study immediately and your companions are hereby under house arrest."
"They're already back in the room. No need to use force." Noctis stated flatly.
"Sorry sir, the king gave explicit orders to us." The first guard nodded to the others, who then continued to their destination.
Noctis turned his head and watched the guardsman walk away with a slightly ticked off expression. Nobody ignored him, especially when he's pissed off. He asked, "Where do they think they're going?"
The sentry that was still with them explained, "It's called house arrest for a reason. Now if you will come with me." The guard turned his back on the younger duo.
"Oh boy." Prompto muttered under his breath while placing his hands behind his head lazily. "Lead the way."
Noctis, with a groan followed the sentry with a longing for freedom. When the sentry was far enough away Prompto leaned his head toward Noctis.
"I hope they'll be okay." Prompto whispered with a bead of sweat running down the side of his forehead.
"Don't worry I'm sure Cara and Lightning will be fine."
"I'm talking about the guards."
Noctis gulped, realizing that this act of security may just be the last straw to break the chocobo's back.
"Well… as long as they don't do anything hasty, we should be fine."
Prompto looked straight again. Raising his eyebrows, he replied under his breath, "We're doomed."
When they arrived at the gruesome entrance of the monarch's study, the guide was more than happy to return to his duties. And honestly, the pair couldn't blame him. The tension radiating from the wood was too obvious.
Prompto gulped, "Do I have to be here? I mean c'mon she's your girlfriend not mine."
"She's not my girlfriend!" Noctis said through clenched teeth. "And besides I can't do this alone."
Prompto rolled his eyes, touched by the brotherly dependency Noct was showing. "Yeah, what would you do without me?" The door began to open. A cold chill ran up the blonde's' spine at the speed of a bullet. "Guess it's time to find out!"
Noctis looked back to see his friend. Or rather, the place where his friend was standing only a moment ago.
He was absolutely gone.
Noctis turned in every direction he could, whipping his head this way and that, "Damn it Prompto! Of all the times to quit on me you choose now?"
"Ahem." Noctis saw Gareth looking at him as if he had lost his mind, "Um… he wishes to speak with you Noctis."
Noctis rubbed the back of his head and gave an apologetic look saying, "Sorry but I think I've just been betrayed by my best friend."
Gareth gave the heir a smile with a sigh, stepping aside to let him through. Noctis reluctantly walked through the doors to what surely he thought would be his doom.
The prince took in his surroundings, seeing the room become brighter as the metal shades of the windows opened up to the bright and sunny day. Noctis felt his father's trademark gaze fall upon him as he looked across the room. his eyes bored into his son like drills digging their way into his very soul, searching for every possible fact and piece of evidence.
The door shut behind him, breaking Noctis out of his trance, and Gareth walked over to his father's side and stood with an almost… amused face? The prince raised an eyebrow at this, wondering if Gareth was actually taking pleasure in all of this.
"Noctis."
"F-Father."
"Please, step forward my son."
Noctis shook in his boots. He could barely find the courage to meet his father's eyes, so instead he looked down at the floor wishing that this would be over with quickly.
"Noctis, stop being a child and look at me." His father's voice was stern and slightly annoyed at the heir's shy behavior. The king's eyes softened slightly when the prince mustered the courage to look his father in the eye. Dark blue met cold steel as the anxiety only increased. The king's eyebrow was raised. He was probably wondering where Prompto ran off to, or why he had an injured face. But Furvus soon dismissed it and changed back to his cold demeanor. He knew too well how the gunman would react to such a situation and how Noctis would be too stubborn to tell him how he got the hand print.
"So," he folded his hands and placed his elbows on his desk, " do you have any explanation as to what I witnessed today? Any at all?"
"W-well, um… how can I put this…" Noctis began to feel the heat go to his head. He had to think fast. He had to think of something quick, easy to build on, believable, and just plain miraculous. "Um…you see… she's-"
All of a sudden, as if things weren't already stressed enough, the doors flew open! Noctis nearly jumped out of his skin and turned around to see whom in Etro's name it was that could possibly have a reason for coming here.
"Yo! Your majesty!" Said a deep, brash voice. It was none other than Ignis and Gladiolus. Apparently Gladiolus kicked the door open because he had something flung over his shoulder.
"Gladiolus, Ignis, and…" The king leaned to the side slightly to see an out of breath and slightly beaten blonde who reluctantly and regrettably returned the gaze back at the monarch. "Prompto. Its good to see all of you could make it."
"Yeah. Sure it is." Prompto whispered under his breath.
Gladiolus raised an eyebrow and dropped the blonde to the floor without a second thought. He stood to the right of Noctis and Ignis took his place on the other side of the scarred man.
Gladiolus looked at Noctis, raising an eyebrow he asked, "What happened to you?"
Noctis immediately avoided the question with "Don't ask."
Prompto whined while rubbing his backside, "You know, you could've been a little more gentle."
"Trust me, you deserved it." Ignis said nonchalantly.
Gladiolus folded his arms and scoffed, "Yeah, you didn't help clean up the mess like you promised."
"Promise? I do not recall making such a thing." Prompto smirked as he took his place on the left side of Noctis.
"Yes, you did. Right before you joined us in the battle. But then you ran off to who knows where." Gladiolus recalled to everyone in the room.
"Ah but I said we would talk about it later. Unfortunately that later time never came because I had to take care of-" Noctis immediately slapped his hand over the blonde's big mouth.
"Eheheheh , yeah because he was really busy helping me."
"Hey what do you mean he was helping you? And with what?" Ignis asked, suddenly interested and a little annoyed at how Noctis asked Prompto to help instead of him.
"Ahem!" the king cleared his throat, obviously becoming impatient. All four straightened themselves immediately.
The king continued "Correct me if I'm wrong but I believe I was the one who called you here for a very important matter that has come to my attention. And, unfortunately, this situation revolves around what you boys are arguing about."
"Really?" Gladiolus asked, looking over at the now very pale Prompto and, surprisingly, Noctis.
"What did Prompto do this time?" Ignis sighed, pushing up his glasses.
"Look, I know I've caused trouble before, but this time it wasn't me I promise!" Prompto put his hands up in defense.
As the four in front of him argued, the king dragged a hand over the exhausted expression that was unwillingly placed onto his demeanor. He looked like a father whose children just won't listen to him and has decided to give up. Well, he almost gave up. Noctis' father turned his gaze toward his son, the only one who actually grasped the clue to stay silent when needed.
I think its time to shed some light on our situation. Furvus thought impatiently as he rested his arms on the chair and leaned back against it.
"So… who is the woman that I found laying on top of Noctis this morning?"
Gladiolus and Ignis immediately stood at attention, staring over at Noctis almost dumbfounded and awestruck.
"W-w-woman?" Gladiolus stuttered.
"Is this even possible?" Ignis added warily, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose.
"Well I…um…"
"Did you guys have sex?"
"No!" Noctis shouted so loud it made Gladiolus take a step back from the sudden ferocity. Noctis' inner thoughts raced quickly until he found one single possibility that just might save him. "T-To tell the truth she's actually … a relative of Prompto's!"
Now it was Prompto's turn to be dumbstruck, until he caught on of course.
"R-right! She's a relative of mine who actually hunted me down all the way from Arcadia. Second cousin twice removed to be exact! And when she found me she accidentally got caught in the crossfire and got knocked out and seriously wounded. So we helped her out and brought her here. Then you found us as we were moving her into a different room because we know how much you hate guests." Prompto stood there grinning over his award-winning lie with Noctis.
"Really?" Furvus replied almost sarcastically. "So your hometown uses crystals as modes of transportation?"
The triumphant grin on the blonde's face shifted into a nervous one.
"Excuse me my what does what again?"
The king chuckled slightly as he held a disc in his hand and waved in front of the four.
"You didn't really think I would come unprepared for this kind of situation, did you?
Noctis and Prompto just stared at the small compact disc. They were speechless, embarrassed and by far just flat out shocked.
Furvus' smirk grew as he inserted the disc into the computer, stating, "Now… let's see what really happened shall we?"
The study grew dark as the shades stole the light. A projected screen appeared in the darkness upon the closed shades and everyone in the room watched intently.
The screen flickered, buzzing to life. The picture was hard to make out at first, but quickly refreshed itself to present the crystal chamber. A figure in a white cloak could be seen standing in front of the gem, arms spread open to it.
"That's the woman?" Gladiolus asked.
"No, but this is part of my main concern." The king replied as three large magic circles appeared on the crystal in the video. At this moment Furvus paused the tape. "As you can see, the man is a magician. He seemed to be performing some sort of ritual, although the runic symbols have yet to acquire an origin-"
"Wait, you mean it's lost magic? From ancient times?" Ignis inquired, now very interested in the video.
Gareth answered the brunette. "The possibility has crossed our minds, but until we rule out every other alternative the assumption is irrelevant."
Furvus resumed the video, smirking at how his son barged into the scene with a stern expression written across the heir's face.
In the recording, the hooded figure revealed himself to be a young man with long blonde hair. Even though the details were sketchy and they could not get a good look at his face, they could tell he was well built and handsome. Almost instantaneously, Noctis surrounded the man with his arsenal while he himself was surrounded by the magician's prison.
"Off to a rough start as usual I see. You never were one for social gatherings Nocty." Prompto taunted, waiting for Noctis to growl in return, which he did. Furvus shushed the boys, beckoning them to listen closely.
The duo's conversation hung in their peer's ears as the robed man announced the end of the Caelums and uniting the world. The three circles merged into one as Furvus paused the video once more.
"This business of overthrowing our family is most troublesome. It is a declaration of war. In fact if we discover who the culprit is, we may be having a full-scale retaliation."
Ignis stepped forward and analyzed the frame. "There's nothing to indicate who the man truly is except for his physical appearance and the fact that he is very skilled in the arcane arts. Plus there wasn't an insignia on any of the invaders' armor."
"Which narrows it down to a lot." Prompto added.
"My question is how did he create such powerful symbols?" Ignis asked.
"He was using the crystal as the power source." Noctis replied.
Ignis dove deeper into the subject, "Then how is he not overloading? Last time I checked there wasn't a single man or woman alive other than the Caelums that could control even the smallest bit of the crystal's energy without being consumed by it."
Gareth stepped forward. "It's not the magician, it's the magic. He only took small bits when he began the ritual so that those circles became sponges to the energy. Until the purpose for them was completed, it appears they would not stop."
"Yes. And it seems they have succeeded." Furvus played the video.
On the screen, Noctis escaped the magical prison and attacked the robed man. The blonde on the screen unfortunately escaped their view. The four youths noticed that the giant circle turned into an inky black void. Furvus quickly stopped the video. He stood up and placed himself beside the screen.
"This," the king began "is my most pressing concern. From your perspectives what would you say this is?"
All four of the younger men pondered for a little while. When Gladiolus started with his assumption.
"An explosive?"
"No or else you wouldn't be here right now." Gareth joked.
Gladiolus frowned in response as Noctis took his chance.
"Some kind of… materialization?"
"No, this is not creation magic." Furvus replied to his son. Noctis took a took a step back and placed his chin between his index finger and thumb.
Prompto opened his mouth, "It's so obvious, it's a big black hole!"
"Surprisingly that's very close." Gareth said a little awestruck.
"Really? I mean…really?" Prompto asked grinning ear to ear. It's not everyday you see him get complimented on something intellectual.
Ignis' eyes widened at the site, a bead of sweat sliding down his temple. "I-It's not a… a gateway is it?"
Furvus' expression grew like stone. He nodded. "Yes. That is our most plausible explanation for this." Noctis' eyes widened at this new-found information. Everything was beginning to make sense. The 'void' was actually a portal! Lightning came through the portal and into his realm. But that doesn't explain the…kiss.
(A/N: When I said realm I mean land/kingdom, not dimension.)
"But you said it succeeded, right?"
"That I did Ignis, that I did." Furvus played the tape once more. Noctis felt his heart beat against his ribcage as he watched himself on screen, beginning his charge toward the black void. This is the part where he lost his memory.
Unpredictably, on the screen, a metallic object flew out of the portal and knocked Noctis back toward the entrance. He and the strange object rolled a couple of times on their sides and then stopped only a few yards before the entrance. Pillars and pieces of construction soon followed the metallic object, slamming against the walls and crushing the doors.
"Freeze!"
The video was paused, yet again. All turned to the king, but instead it was the heir's right hand man who held the remote. Prompto immediately fiddled with the buttons muttering, "turn down the brightness, zoom in, enhance, this and that, and…"
The eccentric young man looked up and grinned. The others followed suit, but without the mischievous grin. There, on the screen, they all had a full sized view of Noctis with a majestic warrior on top of him with lips intertwined. Saying that everyone in the room had a dramatic reaction was an understatement.
Noctis' heart switched places with his stomach, his cheeks incredibly flushed, and his limbs shook with embarrassment. Just looking at the frozen frame made her taste return to his tongue. he also realized another important fact. So that's how the rumors got out.
Gareth grinned in his own prideful way while Furvus gave a slight scowl.
Gladiolus could barely keep his jaw attached to his head. "T-That's…the w-woman?" He was barely able to make out a few words while the photo in front of him screamed a thousand.
Ignis' glasses completely slid off the bridge of his nose and onto the floor, revealing extremely wide eyes. How could he have actually missed this? He was the greatest at gathering info and this exquisite piece flew right over him. When he turned to ask Noctis how this happened, he instead slipped a smirk at the prince's flushed face.
Prompto's smile couldn't become any larger without injury, stating, "It's so funny how you could've gotten any babe you wanted at any one of those parties. But instead, of all places, you found love on the battlefield? Man it doesn't get any better than this!"
Gladiolus crossed his arms and laughed, "Geez Noct, and here I thought you had a phobia of woman."
"T-this is… That was a…. It was an accident I swear!"
"Are you trying to tell us that when she collided with you the one-in-a-billion chance kiss occurred?" Ignis asked slightly chuckling.
"Yes! That's exactly what I'm saying!" Noctis shouted.
Prompto laughed his heart out, "Nocty, that's as much of an accident as I am the queen of Tenebrae. And trust me a kiss like that is no accident!" Both Gladiolus and Prompto laughed seeing the poor prince blush so much.
"Tch." Noctis bit the inside of his cheek, making sure not to say anything he would regret in front of his father. Speaking of his father. Noctis' eyes succumbed to the king's steely gaze. The elder did not laugh. He did not grin or smirk. he did not shout or show any anger or remorse. He merely kept his eyes on Noctis, watching his every move and action. Noctis could feel the disappointment weigh on his shoulders once again. And once again he looked away out of shame.
Gladiolus and Prompto soon calmed down, wiping tears away from their eyes.
"Aw cheer up Noct, we're just happy to know you're actually interested in finding somebody."
"Oh shut up Gladiolus!" Noctis hissed.
Furvus sighed and trudged back to his desk. He was near his boiling point by the time the laughter died down. He stole his remote control back, seeing as how anymore of the video would only cause the men to act like immature teenagers making a fuss over a crush.
Breathing deeply, he sat down into his leather seat of power. "I'll ask one more time, Noctis. And if you are not completely honest with me, I will personally enforce the consequences."
The whole room fell dead silent. Everyone stared at Noctis for a few moments before he inwardly collapsed, took a deep breath, and finally talked. He, first, said that the woman's name was Lightning. He began his story at the beginning where the accident occurred, and then the battle that took place with Lightning. After that, he told the group how he took her to a guest room since all of the rooms in the infirmary were occupied and how he had Cara check up on her. The doctor herself said that she wouldn't be able to get far without expert medical assistance and the fact that she had amnesia. Since Prompto was the only other person who knew of the strawberry-blonde's presence, Noctis made him her personal guard to; one, make sure she doesn't do anything stupid and two, make sure nobody else finds out about her. But, unfortunately, before they could figure out what to do with the strange warrior, the king returned early. Thus the escape plan and its failure to evacuate their prisoner. Noctis left out some of the more embarrassing details, like what happened in the closet and the accidental discovery in the guest room.
Furvus hung onto every word of Noctis' story, making sure not to forget any important details and watching his son's reactions with experienced judgment. When Noctis finally finished, Furvus pointed at him and asked, "And… the cheek?"
Noctis gave him a puzzled look and remembered that a portion of his face has been harmed. Before he could respond however…
"Lightning did it after you left." Prompto smirked as Noctis glared at him.
"That does explain a lot," Ignis said making eye contact with Gladiolus.
He just smirked in response, "But what did she do it for?"
Noctis stuttered, "Um… uh…" He really didn't want that detail to slip out. Now his father might punish him for accidentally sexually abusing someone, if that crime is even possible. But instead of a thundering father, he had a chuckling monarch. Noctis raised an eyebrow and then grew a scowl at how he was being ridiculed by even his own father!
Worst day of my life. He thought with contempt. He still remembered how she looked at him with those livid eyes, shouting at him as if he were a hideous monster. The slap is completely unforgettable; even if she was injured she could still throw one hell of a smack! How in Etro's name can this whole nightmare end without him being the bad guy?
Or at least end without him winding up dead.
Furvus sighed, "Well, this has been a incredibly interesting story so far. But I would like to speak to this woman myself and hear her side of your little escapade." Noctis only sighed in response. When the king said 'speak to' he meant 'interrogate to a great extent.' And if Lightning would kill Noctis the next time she saw him only after a few accidents, then he could tell this would only spell out even more physical damage to the young heir's body. Furvus was about to pick up his phone and request the guards to bring Lightning to the study…
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Everyone looked to the back of the room to see one of the doors slightly open to expose the doctor herself; her hair was in a mess, her glasses cracked, her lab coat dirtied and ruffled and she was holding her stomach with one of her hands. A data-pad could be seen in her other hand.
Furvus stood up instantly, "Goodness gracious Cara! What happened to you?"
Cara shifted her weight a little bit. "Well… you see…" Cara bit her lip seeing everyone leaning on the doctor's words.
"She escaped."
NoctaLightx: Didn't see that coming didja? Well, maybe some of you did but that's no the point! I hope you enjoyed that ridiculously and extremely long chapter I wrote. And I warn you it gets crazier. Not longer chapters, but crazier ones instead.
Lightning: Yes... it does... unfortunately.
NoctaLightx: Oh yeah and I got Lightning back!
Cheering is heard from unseen audience.
NoctaLightx: Yep, and it was no small feat indeed. I had to figh-
Lightning: He bribed me with a favor.
NoctaLightx: Killjoy... You're still mad?
Lightning: A little bit.
NoctaLightx: Well at least it wasn't as bad as new years.
Lightning: Shut up!
NoctaLightx: Oh cmon! I know you enjoyed that one! We set up the fireworks and everything for you two!
Lightning:... It was too flashy.
NoctaLightx: Says the woman who rides a metal horse and blasts through time and space.
Lightning: I'm just not good at that mushy stuff!
NoctaLightx: Well let's just ask Nocty and see what he thought.
Lightning: You can't... I... Ugh! (Decks NoctaLightx in the face.) You're impossible!
NoctaLightx: Indeed. (Struggles to stand up.) Well that's it everybody! Oh there's one more thing we from The Light that guides the Shadows want to say. (Including All final fantasy characters. Yes even Lightning)
HAPPY NEW YEAR! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !