Episode Ignis: The Adversary and Eye Opener.
"So what's the game plan?"
"Find a motel for us to unify. Gotta lay low until we decide from here out."
"What about Iggy...? Doesn't he need help? Or go to a hospital or some sort?"
"US and Gil we have in our pockets? Beside...I trust that scumbag say otherwise."
"Huh...huh? Wait what?"
Ravus ship has station itself near Lestallum front gate tunnel, hanger bay wide open and permit the Crownsguard to exit themselves. Ravus informed the boys that it is wise to set on foot before bystanders grew frantic upon Imperial Assault Craft. He certainly agreed as Gladio awaken his companion, who slumped from their gruesome experience and scoop inert Ignis to his arms. Argentum realizes a coat rested over his shoulders and wore it instead, Gladio got hands full. Prompto was dormant of exhaustion period of time throughout the trip. Softly he tread carefully off the dock and feet meet the concrete road.
Prompto waved farewell and dock elevated closing. Gust of wind picked up, swirling the boys and hair cascade, ruining Prompto hair as well. Clutching the Advisor close to his chest, one arm dangling and left rested his abdomen over.
"Aww man dust coming into my eyes!" Yelled Prompto as he shield his face using his arm. The Craft upright to the air and blend into the clouds above, consuming it completely.
"Let's go Prompto," Amicitia directed as he stroll into the tunnel. The sharpshooter follow Gladio heels in moments.
Rather pleasant stroll, light in tunnel was simply lovely and view of mountains far vast clear sky. Echoes of footsteps created by Noct's retainers and whirling winds hitting the boys, cooling in crucially heat, glowing whisper gust hollow echo substitute silence. Prompto apparently gripping Gladiolus Fatigues jacket over his shoulders, shelter him from blizzard of Shiva.
Cars zooming by, ignoring strangers in black on the road and even drove around, despite an immobilized almost to death person they carry. Bizarre how outside folks are not too kind. Considering, Prompto seared clothing, Ignis unkempt and Gladio aiding the two so the drivers won't pester or park to lend a hand. Also exposing tattoo, either frighten by his appearance or builds, and Gladiolus prefer the odds civilians not to interfere aftermath.
"Soo..." Argentum broke the silence and began "since when did you trust Ravus so suddenly?"
"He did spare us trouble and time but we got Iggy safe and Noct in the Crystal. So that's the end of it." He said in monotone voice, his expression didn't flinch and look at the Tactician. Posing comatose, chest rising and falling rhythm, scar forming top of his nostril between his shut eyes, eyebrows and left visible gash. Scars from Lucii price has receded, promising sight, Gladio exhale through his nostril. Signification of health, but unresponsive. A huge relief and pissed his Ignis' action, a nuisance. Gladio shot his eyes back on the road, nearly halfway mark.
"Yeah...for sure. I still miss Noct..." Prompto voice decrease as he bow his head, glancing the floor in sorrow, couple exhale in process.
"I do too kid, not a King's Shield if he's not present. Gotta do what we gotta do to survive now. I bet a gil if Iggy got a plan in deck." Gladio admitted, he's with Prompto. Losing a King to fulfill his calling and a friend. Sparring, banter, wrestle, competition he'll miss about Noct, especially him generally. In result he frowned.
"Iggy-san always do." Prompto shun his feelings of Noct for now and focus his friend whom was in peril.
Silence kicked in, the two walked without exchanging words, halfway through the tunnel, almost to sanctuary. Prompto pull out his camera, scrolling his images he gathered. Satisfied that he took Iggy in the aftermath until he saw Noct and him together at Altissia, then another with the boys; four of them on Gondola, felt heart sank and ache, he stored to his pocket eyes forward, folding his arms and sighed, Gladio Fatigues sleeve was gaping for his small bare arms measurement.
Noticing Prompto conceal his camera, it was unbearably touching. Ideal to change subject "How's your arm?"
Prompto transition his perspective to Gladio and smiled "Oh it's fine actually! No potions! It just healed magically!" Prompto positioned himself and tried to roll up thick layers of leather cloth sleeve of Gladio's jacket and reveal the bruise and scrapes on right arm. Amicitia blinked several times, adjusting his clarity and-
"The hell? It healed that quickly?"
"Yeah, before we took off. I woke up and bam! It doesn't hurt as much it used to be. Well my entire body feel refreshed, actually." Prompto stated, uncurl his grip of Gladio jacket.
Gladio blinked a few times, unfazed expression and eyes back to the road. It could be the crystal, has done its magic, that's the first. He thought. Seeking abnormal unanswered of fast recovery - he wasn't tired and soreness, attack of Giants on his side faded. He thought of Ravus mumbled, as if he discover their situation. He didn't redeem why, the Crystal has no guarantee to offer cures, only magic of Armiger from the King and power of Light to bane the scourge.
Awfully quiet passing minutes and now the retainers arrived at front of Lestallum. Prompto raised both his arms at the air in relief. Crowds on the street, Cup Noodles Truck stationed, which Amicitia first glance, pedestrian strolling, chatting, it's best to obscure. Gladio unfold a plan to Prompto, he must roam the city and book an motel for indoor while he sneak across alleyway and reach to the destination. Prompto nodded and start his objective. Gladio tiptoed, leaning on the wall and peeking. When transparent, hustled to a nearby alleyway and tuck Ignis close to not anguish his limp body contact coarse wall. Pipes steaming to Gladio face as he squeeze himself and halt: a pedestrian chatting and walking by. Poke his head out and yearn to motel.
Gladio managed to reach to Leville through alleyway without drawing attention and approach the front step, he stepped in, visible person over the counter as he organizing papers behind the wall and stealth his way. One step at a time, concealing heavy duty Crownsguard boots and rose to upstairs. Surprisingly Prompto had a door open and sway his hands to catch his attention, he proceed and the blond nod and locked the door from behind.
The first idea was setting Ignis down on a bed gently and look at the curtains that illuminating the room nicely. Too bad he had to shut the door of the window. Prompto surface to Ignis and he hadn't awoke, he frowned. Heartbreaking as it can be, motionless throughout their trip. Tormenting, Ignis haven't made a slightest noise or remark him kindhearted. The Tank decide to slumped on a couch and sighed, relieved, but eyes fall to Prompto, who stood at his bedside.
"We should wait if Iggy wakes up." Gladio announced and straightening his back, elbows rested on knees and glancing at the floor. It's wise to remain stationary and time until their friend wakes up.
Prompto agreed and seated himself at the end of Ignis' bed and pull out his phone. Maybe entertainment can pass time. Pushing himself to lighten up, despite Noctis and Ignis play with them as a gang but it's a matter of time "...do you wanna play King's Knight?"
"No,"
"Yeah...right, sorry." Prompto lower his tone and set his phone back to his inventory. Realizing his motion, he currently wore the Shield Fatigues coat.
"Oh, here Gladio, thanks for your jacket." Prompto said, one sleeve off and another to return its owner. Took a glance at his friend and claim his belongings.
"Yep."
x~~~~~x
A King cannot lead by standing still.
A King pushes onward always, accepting the consequences and never looking back.
"This memories..." Ignis lowly said to himself. He held his hand out, young Noctis held with both hands with a warm smile.
A pleasant feeling, nostalgic of his happiness. House of Scientia offer him to be his advisor at young age. His Majesty, he promised to look after Noct as a brother. An older brother.
Considering sacrificing his life, extend rightful to his heart. He construct and devise a plan; a chance in alternate reality thanks to Umbra time travel. He'll cease this ruthless ordeal and curve a new dawn...only to decease upon channeling the power of Lucis.
I ought to have been more cautious. If anything were to happen to Noct.
But Gladio remind him he has to move forward if he's looking backward and quit thinking about what he could've done.
An audience for King and Queen of Old as he harness the Lucii, has proven him worthy to wield its power to his grasp. The Yore has spoken and a trade for power for his life as a price. Signed, absorb his revelation and cursed. But...one of a King has supported him. In advance, objection for his life but Ignis say otherwise.
May not be blood, but his heart ache, dreadful to lose Noct again. Despite Ardyn took him away for revenge his liege, tormenting, taunting, but Noct has nothing to do with his plot. It's the ones true intention and ordeals. If the prophecy were true, if he was alive, he could prevent Noct from dying. Darkness blight and bring dawn to the world, there should be a way. The voice when he travel deep in Zegnautus Keep...Crystal power to even surpass God itself? Is that veracious? If he was alive, he could have-
"Hey Ignis!" Young Noct greeted him.
He was dreaming. A dream based of his memories formulating into reality, presumed his spirit already reach to the other side, nothing matter, Noctis was there "...Noctis?" he shyly respond.
Young Noctis didn't let go of his hand since but grip tighter instead "Everyone need you! I need you!"
Bewildered, what does he implying to?
"Your Highness, it's a pleasure to be at your service." Ignis said, smiling. This tranquility, fabric shard of mortal life memory he would love stay with people he care dearly, especially Noctis.
Perhaps this alter reality-based I fantasize a peace of mind... He thought. A world to be with Noct as a youth. Rewind a fated day his important day. But... is it?
Young Noctis shook his head, pout face and voice intensify "No! You have to wake up!"
"What are you referring, highness?" Ignis questioned the future King, glancing to his blue eyes. Identical of the Crystal aura light, simply...eye catching.
His contact disrupt when Young prince pull him closer to meet his eyes "You're not done with your calling just yet, Iggy."
...Iggy? A moment, you preferably nicknamed if we were far fetch to redeem close-
Noct only called Iggy if they develop close connections. A message? Ignis shook his head and blinked several times, bewildered and-
Ignis remembered, he's really dead.
"-Noct...I, yes. I did what I must, I cannot undo what was done."
Youthful prince vibrate his hand violently and raised his monotone voice. "You need to wake up, please. We all need you!"
"H-highness," This is pressuring Ignis, was it real or just a film created by his memories? The light starting to engulf the throne, panic struck and he glanced at young King Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII, his expression as he has successfully achieve something that no one would ever, such as him. Light swallow him whole, the last message he received from the King himself.
"You have done well, Ignis."
x~~~~~x
Ignis felt rather comfortable. No, he has to wake up and disconcerting his surrounding. His eyes lifted from heavy burden of stasis; the first color was beige of the ceiling. The familiarity of Lestallum: Leville. He took a deep breath... a rock hit his head, he's breathing? Wait, his brotherhood, where is - or is illusion alternate reality? Was he saved by...Noct? Fortunate his last capture before slumber of Noct saving him. Noct save him.
Rose his head, astonishingly he's invigorated but sluggish. He have to sustain but his body wasn't cooperating he intend to. Propelling himself, his ears perked up, hearing shouts.
"Iggy!" A strong deep voice he call himself companion and liege of Lucian.
"Iggy!" Another voice added, high in spirit, pleasant to reminisce.
He finally push himself forward but a huge hand clasp his shoulder to retain his movement. It was Gladio. His vision adjusted and saw Prompto rose hurriedly to his bed. It felt so real, stunned briefly that he's alive.
"Where am I?" Scientia inquiry. He was able to throw his legs over the side. A peak of curiosity, it was noon, he presumed, sunlight pierce its way through the door window. At present, "How long was I out of commission?"
"For a while bud, almost the entire trip after Noct enter the Crystal. We arrived twenty minutes ago at Leville." Prompto explained to fill gaps for his friend questioning.
"Are you alright Iggy? You had us worried there for a moment. Thought we lost you in coma." the Shield calmly said, his other side to beat the crap out of him is irrelevant, most of his soul relieved to see Ignis alive.
Surveillance his surroundings, meeting eyes from Prompto to Gladio, he heavily inhaled and withdraw his breath, looking down the carpet, he was ashamed to abandon dear Noct and his brotherhood "I...apologize for inconvenience, Gladio, Prompto. My decision was mine to make and position you and Noct in hostile environment. I am upmost sincerely for-" Ignis hesitated his sentence, knowing the two overcome Niflheim just the two and suppose to lead and former his friends success. Deliver his eyes towards his friends, and soften his voice "-for my burdens."
"Iggy, stop," Gladio immediately intercepted and resumes, retract his huge hand off of the tactician "you have every reason to, so don't punch yourself. I'm just glad you're alive."
"Yeah, ditto, I mean, we have lots of help from Imperial Commanders! Ravus and Aranea. Those two really spare us a bunch!" Prompto stated, a smile across his face.
In surprise, Ignis raised his eyebrow "Is that certain? Why, I'm rather speechless on my end. I undoubtedly recall amends with Ravus in my terms of absence." Ignis move his hand to push up his spectacles up but slipped out his mind that he didn't. Force of habit.
"Yeah, just happens while you're out. But we made it in one piece, including you." explained Gladio, folding his arms.
"Were...you and Prompto injured? I shall make haste to remedy your wounds." Ignis slightly raise his voice, would aid his friends immediately despite his current status buried to himself. Insignificant of his own health, Ignis wanted to help, at least he can do.
Of course second nature of Ignis caring and motherly parent, immediately Gladiolus avert his movement and settle him back down to his bed. Prompto swayed his hands in denial too "No, we're fine, you need rest more than we do."
"And so am I. I get the valid concern but-" Ignis intercepted as he grasp Gladio hand on his shoulder to repel the man, he stared at his own arm. It was...fully functioning and - the last view of him charred and goodbye to Noct. So he lift his arm and analyzing carefully.
"Like I said-" Gladio resumes and retain Ignis still "we're fine. Noct ask his Yore to 'protect' us and you're healed. I don't what the hell he did but it worked."
Resigned, Ignis grew curiosity from his companions, he lower his arm and meet his friends pupils. "Vial? Phoenix Down? Vitality was unnecessary?"
"Well, there was flower petals and a warm light around us; feel tangible to touch." Prompto stepped in, waving his arms around to mimic the past event.
Ignis place his fingers on his chin, he remember lights and flowers, occurred that relates to the Prince calling. A tie that resemble healing. His guesses, the Yore heed his calling, The Oracle or linked to sylleblossom that Noct notebook has do to with- "I daresay that explanation phenomenon was no other than Lady Lunafreya, I suppose." He assumed.
But who was that curator acknowledge a tale of the old King Ardyn? The narrator was oddly strange from Pryna has foreshadowing before Tidemother unexpected encounter, The Bladekeeper. Ignis thought.
...Was Lady Luna guiding me?
"Luna? But how? She's haunting us now?! Is that why I-I healed?!" Prompto expression freaking out, rubbing his bare arms.
"Prompto, this is no time to joke around." Gladio snapped, he loosen his grip on Ignis and crossed his arms over his chest. An eyesight to see, Gladio temper contained. It's common to see them wrestle in camp, horseplay, or pursuit on one's mistakenly harmless prank. Gladio grew as deuteragonist.
"Sorry!" Joking, huh, even Ignis release a quiet chuckle through his lips. He adore his friends dearly. Goofy and tolerable, mildly and responsible, surprised, actually.
Gladiolus calmed his temper and stare at his awakening friend in serious tone and expression, his mind wouldn't stop thinking and ask his opinion "So tell us what happen about everything. With you-know-who."
Snatching Ignis attention, he nod once, perhaps it would be genuine and word of Intel he gathered. A daunting task to dialogue his experience "Ah, yes, well..."
Ignis has told him about Ardyn Lucis Caelum and his goal. Bringing him along to...torture him to death because Noct was taking his time for ascension, which Gladio grew furious and Prompto remain silent, stuttering under his breath. Gladiolus would murder the man himself, notwithstanding the fact that is two thousand year old Lucis, implausible and shall revive momentary from the Beyond. He was a cruel man, his purpose, plot, revenge and the Crystal. It grew hairy, troublesome, rather stupidity choice, but he highly appreciated them saving him. Gladio sighed in defeat, nothingness to eradicate the Lucis for good, simply frustrating. Ignis continued, the Mysterious Voice lead him as a guidance and versus an Accursed, could leak clues, another route. But conceal one information refuse to note.
Gladiolus and Prompto share their load of adventure and obstacles they endure to save him, hanging Ignis to feel harrowing, felt accountable on past hours. Ravus push the Shield and Noct nerves but relationships refine thanks to Ignis. Petite heat of rational Noct as King and caring for Ignis, he purchased in his duty into the Crystal without hesitation. The trouble just for Scientia, scolded himself mentally, worrisome arise on companions for his. In shock, Ignis was told they witness the episode in camera feed recording and escaping Niflheim. Ignis gaped and shut his mouth briefly, the three were victims.
Gladio had his fair share sprawling with daemons, crucial, limited and critical thinking. He gestured to the lad, who serve them less misfortunes and commitment to front line, as a true Kingsglave. Ignis smile warmly, hinting he grown quicker of his age. Prompto provide abstract evidence of Luna healing without curatives, flexing his bare right arm were he sustain a scrape and bruise vanished. Plus hiking to Lestallum, a resort stay under the radar until further notice.
"...and that's how we got here!" Prompto finished off his sentence.
"I see, this is quite an problematic venture." Ignis replied, resting his palms on his knees intrigue on storytelling and other perspective.
"Cuz' we care, Mama Ignis." Prompto chuckled and elbowing Ignis' shoulder. But then tactician was unamused and irritated, a soft growl underneath his teeth. Okay, yes he nurse all of them, exclude Gladio who can tend himself. Mending their clothing, advise to proper care for themselves. Nag almost every day. No wait, every 10 minutes approximately "I am not your 'Ma'."
In result Prompto snickered. Good old Ignis.
"So what are we supposed to do? Ravus said since Luna have passed, she can no longer hold back the Starscourge blanket Eos." Gladio added, concerned about Ravus foreshadowing.
"Well I suggest a proposal to endeavor." Eyes lighten and glance towards the tactician, the blond and tank nodded simultaneously, so Gladio ask the Advisor idea "Okay, what's your idea?"
"Yea, give us a lowdown."
"Perhaps we split up and assign tasks to scavenge the Royal Tombs and await for Noct arise as champion. That way we must prepare ourselves an upcoming apocalypse. However, our objective must completed albeit the sunset. A mere challenge, I'm certain if we reform common faces to arrange then my calculation it will lend us significant speed. I will fashion on each mission to particular circumstances."
"I'm all ears," Gladio firmly said, crossing his chest with both arms. "Gladio, if you may inform Lestallum the upcoming darkness, perhaps Holly would aid us to spread the word, an advantage using powerplant for power and reform with Glaives to set defense-"
"Hold on now," Gladio interrupted, loosen his arm and raised his large right hand "I need Iris here, don't want to abandon my sister, lemme go Cape Caem."
"But of course, she is priority." Ignis nodded, smiling, he glance to sharpshooter. "And Prompto,"
"Yea?"
"I would consider you to unite in Hammerhead with Cindy. With motor vehicles and talents, they could benefit our survival. Perhaps Dino would be of assistance."
"Why him of all people? He just talk about gems and other stuff? I just want quality time with Cindy before the end..." Prompto protested, perked up to hear Cindy but Dino, a third wheel?
"Exactly what I mentioned. As I thought, Dino is a reporter and gems profession that refine into vehicles and weaponry, with news cast to the crowds, a high prosperity to hire hunters and Glaives scattered for refugee around Eos."
"What about you Iggy?" Gladio questioning his tactician task.
"I'll head to Cape Caem lighthouse with Gladio to announce the Intel we've gathered in good use. I will contact Marshall and Monica first then the expertise of skilled and experienced guests to lend us a hand."
"Let me guess, the two who travel with our King. Weskham and Cid." Knowing that the shield of the King have recently passed due to invasion of Insomnia. Gladiolus refuse to bring up his relative died with the King last battle.
"Correct. Let us begin."
"Before you do all that, get yourself polish or else you won't get all the attention from the ladies."
Gladio is right, improper clothing and lack of energy will be a burden, he resigned "Fine, I will alleviate myself with proper trends and...come again?"
"Bah, nothing, take it easy, we'll meet again and I better see you kicking." Gladio laughed, unlock the door and exit the room. Prompto trailed the tank and closing the door after his footsteps.
"Duly noted." Ignis replied, watching the two exited and close. Rise from his comfort zone, nearly losing his footing. Now to the bathroom. Stepped in and...oof. His hair, distinctive scars, and dirt leech to his damaged unbuttoned top to the bottom of his courel insignia skull and revealed his temple. Eyesight dilating and examining his biceps and posture, minor cuts visible, but a huge scar across his chest passing to his arm where he wore the ring. Nervous system corresponding to his movement, which tally his report. Small chuckle slipped through his lips to remind Noct to take proper care of himself. Now, in utterly mess. Would be wise to conceal from everyone he accompanied, especially public and serve with Glaives. The minor slash above his eyebrow is impossible to mask.
Enough with eye sore on faint ash scars, he turn the knob to hot water. Unbelievably filthy, a nice steam rose within minutes filling the atmosphere. A faint footsteps entered the motel, he paused and move the direction towards the door alerted. The person was either uninvited or familiar face. Ignis snap one of his dagger to right hand, sharp blade aim at the door. His breath shallow, lean his right ear gently to the wooden birch door.
"Talcott help us and provide you extra clothing, Ig. Also... where is it? A-ha! I found it! I can't call you specs if you're not wearing one!" A high and cheerful voice, Prompto. The legend who create matching nickname to his. Though Iggy was from Noct in childhood, he swear those two are damn similar. "Oh hey, I also got kebabs if you're hungry. The vendor was kind enough to give us free meals."
Scientia snapped his dagger into nothingness and muscle loosen "I'm quite famished and thank you Prompto."
"No problemo Iggy-san. I'll set your suitcase beside your door. Gotta get some napkins and set the coffee table close so we can eat."
In about couple minutes, running water subside while Prompto await on armchair to eat with his friend. A door open slightly, the blond shot a glance and Ignis stretch out his hand and grab the whole luggage into the washroom. Prompto spotted barely visible scar on his forearm. The Ring. He heard stories whoever wear the ring is a cost of their life. But Ignis was spared, unharmed, breathing.
In couple minutes, Ignis stepped out, leather shine coat, brand new shirt and a spare spectacles on his face, good as new. Hair rise to his taste and slipped into new silver driver gloves, Prompto smiled "I'm giving you a 10/10 fashion taste Iggy."
Ignis raised a brow "Thank you?" Ignis walk to the cabinet and see what the motel has to offer. Well look at that. Ebony coffee beans. "Would you like some coffee Prompto?"
"Yes a cup will do."
"Did Gladio left Lestallum?" Ignis questioned. Prompto took his first bite of kebabs and glance to his friend direction "The all and mighty meat head got a date to take out. He prefer the out of this world crusine ride to a parade down town."
"Ah, nothing can't break his loving cup of noodles."
An 18 ounce coffee grind beans at one hand and met with coffee maker, pour the amount, twice than one serving into the filter and set time as Prompto sat silently. This is rather odd for Prompto remain silence than slamming numerous questions to Ignis, to the point he couldn't respond all the inquiries. Perhaps something in his the coffee spat out two cups of Ebony into clay decorated Lestallum style mugs, he approach, handed one to Prompto, he thanked him, and seated to available armchair, kebabs on the table. "Woo glad for you to join! Let's devour this already warm aroma seasoned meal to meet the one that is beating us, hunger."
"Indeed." The two commence. Prompto was the first finish one of his stick of meat and went to the other one as Ignis consumed his food slowly and sipped his Ebony. It was awfully quiet for Prompto, he has a thought running a mile in his brain of his. He noticed not once he met his eyes to the tactician.
"Would you like to share your personal thoughts?" In response, he halted another bite and met the clear green eyes of his friend.
"It's-it's nothing." Ah the stuttering was definitely a sign of skeptical brick wall as he took another sip of Ebony and clear his throat, gaze at Prompto "As much as I don't enjoy silence from you, not to interfere your thoughts, but I am willingly support young friend of mine."
A long hesitation, Prompto sighed. Personal and afraid, he thought his own friends disown or despise him where he come from. Rather cherish friendship and was to make friends was his wish. Noct, his best friend is gone, the remaining, is present. Yet, friends can be trusted and Ignis is one who understand as well. "It's just... everything has gone wrong."
"May I ask, was it earlier? I... sincerely apologize for the inconvenience."
Prompto shook his head "Well that and... have you ever seen the... inside of Niflheim?"
"No, I was awakened in Cargo Bay meeting Ardyn- correction, The First King of Lucis." Ignis disgusting expression is noticable and felt his stomach churning and goosebumps underneath his elegant clothing.
"Ah, well, you know... I-" Prompto exhale hastily "I was born there... in Niflheim. That's my birthplace. I was one of them. I was a clone of them, created as an army of Magitek troops that destroy Insomnia... I didn't got one minute to tell the others, but I refuse to set my boot in the place where it all begins." A strike of silence return filling the room once again. Prompto let out a deep sighed, traumatic and...suffering. Prompto have been through a lot, painful experience, created as clone.
An eye opener for Ignis, for brief, the elegant gently rest his Ebony on the table and rested his right hand on Prompto left shoulder as he glance up, sensing a warm grasp. "Prompto, no matter where you come from, you are Insomnia resident. I guarantee Noct would be adequate what I say similar. He is our friend, after all. You have done no harm to living beings but aid people who are in need of help." Ignis let out a gentle smile and continued smooth tone fill the void of his heart "We are your family and a Glaive to serve our King, your friend Noct is a world to you. When the time comes, don't forget to share the load the ones you love the most; I am very pleased you vent the issues that burden you. If you need someone to talk to, the people you have met will always be with you."
Ignis is right. He despises Niflheim and the role force upon as birth. His kindness and caring form into the person he is. Accepting the forbidden past, his compassion of helping others, and have a gut to express his feelings out to his closest. He would never encounter Noct if he didn't help Pryna that day. "Yeah, it was all helping Pryna. I wonder how she's doing."
Prompto haven't witness Pryna collapsed and disperse when the white fur canine reveal the future to Ignis. Pryna have unfortunately passed right after Lunafreya left the living realm. "Well, perhaps another time to meet Pryna. Maybe eternal darkness time comes and preparation of homecoming. Well anyway, you are our brother, we're not in Royal Blood, but we are family no matter what obstacle hit you. Your past stay in the past. And I'm here for you."
The room became lighter than usual, endearing and sweet. Argentum smiled slightly, a soft tear forming above his eyelid and rub it off with his wrist. Well you look at that. A stubborn, concealing emotion, and a tough youngster have shown in Prompto eyes "Yeah I get you. I won't see Noct for a while, heck even years, after he wipe out this miasma of Daemons, after all this I hope we travel around, all four of us like good times, hunting bounty and as much as I hate camping outside, I have to admit, I'll miss it."
"I promise you, we will make this out, together. With four of us." Ignis smiled, granted.
"Thank you Iggy."
"My pleasure."
Ignis grinned and released his rested hand on Prompto shoulder. The two resume eating, Ignis barely finish his second while Prompto dominated his plate. "So Iggy, I got a question."
Immediate instant kicked in as Ignis thought. Oh dear...
"So how is it like to wear the Ring?"
Ignis nearly choke swallow his Ebony, "I beg your pardon?"
"The Holy Magical Ring that only accepts bloodline of Lucis. Did you chit-chat with the Crystal? Or how is it feel to teleport like Noct does with warp strike! Is it awesome? Tell me!"
Ah there's the nuisance fella he miss secretly. "Excruciating, regrettably, it is a flashing experience and the power of mana flow through my veins, sending resourceful of magic where I can teleport and channel the power of the Crystal into my weapon."
"But I have audience as I grant their permission to harness their magic. If you ask, The Kings of Old lineage. I... even met with King Regis in the crowd."
"Whoa really? What'd he say?" Prompto face gleam in delight and curiosity. With a bidding of Crystal power similar to Noctis, he stared in awe. King Regis in the afterlife, meeting Ignis in a daring battle. It's like a fictional movie.
Although for Ignis, he stare at his laps, gritting teeth under his close lips. His journey, grasp his dying brother, the day when he purchased to save the planet, he cursed. Umbra offer an opporturnity, a change of reality, weave a new path of survival. A given thought to regain his vision as well. Clarity of new beginning, his priority is Noct. His heart sank, if his plan process in correct order or lead back to cycle of Noct death.
"He tried to spare me, I have a potential role for Noct, we all do, but I refuse to let Noct die in the God's hand to protect other. I simply can't..."
Ignis inhale and exhale slowly, and both hands became fists, shaking violently on his laps "I simply cannot let this happen again. Never again, and I will do anything, even my life for Noct."
"Iggy..." Prompto stretched his arm to comfort his friend, but distance say otherwise so he rest his hand on the armchair, but Scientia didn't budge. "And so, the Kings and Queens have lend me their power, but a cost of my life. I have agree in terms with them I will do anything."
That's deep to hear. Prompto thought.
"Hey it's okay Iggy. We were all at edge to save Noct and you. It was inevitable and beyond our control. Astrals, even they were with us to guide Noct and all of us." Prompto tried to ease Ignis, lowering his tone. Knowing a gruesome uneventful experience for Altissia Luna wedding turn upside down, he can't blame him for mutual feelings the four endure.
Sort of effective, Ignis met Prompto eyes, won't forget the main issue he wore the Ring of the Lucii. "Did you beat Ardyn?"
Ignis relaxed, revealing his emotions so he push up his specs back to his nostril as almost finish his Ebony. "I highly doubt, before he vanish, he'll return for revenge, indeed he is Immortal."
With concern written all over his face, he grab a napkin and wipe off grease on his fingers and web."Is he...going to kill you if he returns? As a bad omen?"
"Again, we cannot assume what his true intention is with me, but I believe his only goal was to set up Noct into the Crystal, which succeeded in his favor."
"Good, I was going to be your 24 hour bodyguard for the rest of your life, phew. Hey at least you have a photographer following you and people think you're popular. Eh?" Prompto joked, throwing trash onto foam empty plate. Pull out a camera and tag along as a paparazzi, perhaps stalking or whatever the crowd opinion.
"Cease and desist, please, and thank you." Ignis retorted, straightening his back. There is only one stick kebab and half on his plate, probably not famish, but his favorite coffee still stands above all quality of life. Prompto laughed, the expression of Iggy face of annoyance and bittersweet, yeah definitely entertaining.
"Oh hey, speaking of photos, I took one when you passed out in rubble after Noct left. Wanna take a peek?"
Oh bloody, hell.
Ignis choked on Ebony, faintly coughed and held his fist hover his lips to conceal leak of black bean coffee. "...Pardon?"
Prompto rose from his seat and immediately pulled out his camera to reveal him unconscious with progress of healing within. The scars were visible until they were left to now, flesh and healthy. Well, hinder of them but hidden in his attire. Just staring his picture, why did Prompto have an audacity to snap the worst scenario of all places and him!
"Do me and Astral a favor and eradicate that picture, right now." Ignis scowled. This is embarrassing and just downright rude to snap him while he was out.
"Nah, this is my prize of Iggy! The one who wore the forbidden Ring and still alive till this day! It is storytelling that no one will never forget your heroic deeds for Noct and everyone!" Prompto rises from his seat and hug the camera close to his chest. He was backing away towards the door, slowly.
"May I repeat my request again?" Ignis slowly rise from his seat, furrow brows with a growl.
"Oh hey, look at that time, I gotta meet with Cindy now, see ya, I'll send you text!" With that, Prompto dash out of the motel in speed of light. Footsteps fade from the distance and muted room, just wasn't amused of this. Grunted to himself, inaudible tone he remind himself that Prompto remain silly and downright childish. So he pardon, for now.
Just let out resigned sigh and start clearing the table. Mug empty and manage to gather trash and mugs with one, on the other hand, Prompto stood, leaning on the wall in front of the motel room of Ignis. Something caught his attention as Ignis told his experience now glued to his mind. What does he mean by 'again'? So the journey and story he was told to guide Noct to marry Luna and become King to merge nation was a hoax? Ignis mentioned God is going to Kill Noct?! How does he know? Probably insane? A paradox? Time traveler? A foreshadowing?
No, he knew Ignis well thanks to Noct, he would never lie. Maybe his sanity towards him and Noct wandering in woods, also not arriving at specific time when the two ended up coming home 5 hours later after Assassin's Creed Festival. Oh, don't forget to mention disappearing without telling others, and they were crying like hounds to find them but meeting him and Noct at Chocobo Festival, keeping a secret from him. But if he has a plan that assigns him and Gladio, he has a very damn reason to hid his companions who carry Ignis to Lestallum. He believed Ignis he got a secret plan going on, perhaps he proceed to announce his plan on following days. Argentum pull out his phone and dialed Cindy number as he sneak back downstairs and wall through the lobby toward the exit.
~xx~xx~
"Sis, I need you to go with Iggy and I as we arrive in Cape Caem."
"Gladdy? What's wrong? Aren't you supposed to be in Altissia? How do you get back in Lestallum?" Iris questioned, concern through Gladiolus phone. Seems the siblings were communicating quite some time after he consumed his Big Cup of Noodles, empty big cup was left out on balcony.
"Long story, just need you here, safe. I have to do something in Lestallum and-"
"No!" she yelled, causing Gladio to pause "What is going on? Where's Noct? Is he okay?"
Fourteen seconds, he hesitated, not fond to lie his sister. "He's not here."
"Oh... I was wondering because the radio precast Lady Luna passed not too long ago."
"So you heard." Gladio tensed. It is being spread rather quickly than expected. The radio would be rather useful to broadcast the upcoming apocalypse.
"Yeah... is he with the others?"
"No, he's in the Crystal, ascending as our champion. We won't be seeing him for a while. Just do as I say and get things ready, got it?" Gladio voice soften, it's best not to say aloud in Lestallum street. He was near the parking lot, low density crowd. A view of missing meteorite and vast mountain and slightly cloudy skies. One hand on railing and other on phone beside his ear.
"Yeah... sure thing Gladdy..." The young Amicita hanged up without warning. Only silence took over her spot and Gladio lower his phone and tap the hang button. He stared at his phone and back to Disc of Cauthess. Intense battle of God and men. Where the turnover happen and Ardyn interjection to support the others for his desire. The brute clenched the rail tighter, he hated this.
He hated that not his role as a Shield, but his friend is gone. For long duration or millennia. What have it become a simple road trip to catastrophe in simple journey. Snarled in anger, grind his teeth and properly toss trash away of eaten noodles into the public trash bin. Would be inconsiderate leaving litter in the parking lot. He shove his phone back to his back pocket and heard a familiar voice approaching, calling his name.
"Yo Gladio, there you are!"
It was Prompto, sprinting to him, Gladio turn 180 degree and met his gunslinger companion. A gentle wave as response and clearing his throat. "Hey big guy, whatcha doing here? Did I disturb your date?"
"Not at all," He announced and continued "how's Iggy?"
Arrived and stand still firmly and back straight to the hunky man "You know, he'll get cranky without his favorite coffee in the world in his lips. Still putting makeup in the hotel in a meantime so he doesn't like he dragged himself off the bed unkempt he always remind us every single day."
Gladio softly chuckled "Sounds good to me."
"So I called Cindy and she said she'll get us the Regalia. Transport from Royal Vessel back to Caem as priority in about twenty minutes. That way I hope she lend me a lift back to Hammerhead and explain her if she can cooperate." Prompto said, sound of joy in his voice to meet his queen long last after a hectic journey. "What about you?"
Gladio shrugged his arms and shoulder "Just a chat with my sis, that's all. At any rate, I don't like the idea splitting us, but I believe Iggy got a plan at his disposal to resolve this bullshit, then I'm in."
Prompto eye squinted and sudden change of tone showing doubt, but shrugged it off and said "Yeah... I know he does. I'm just amazed how he come up with an idea that instantly. I mean, come up with a new recipeh was his phrase, it's a meme now, heh. But he did say unintentional word that lost in thought. Felt like the Iggy I knew let his emotion run like a marathon and let out words he didn't want to mention us."
"What do you mean?" Gladio asked, crossed his arms on his chest, eyebrow lifted.
Prompto lean close, first analyze his surrounding, no eavesdropping or creeps. He said "Iggy said again, the battle, prophecy, and knowing Noct... died before." His voice screech, pupil of his became erratic of panic and disbelief.
In surprise, Gladio eyes widen, stiffen his pose, scowled in moderate tone "Damn, what the hell?"
Now that he mentioned it, Ignis he knew wasn't the Iggy they knew. A man like him push forward, future lies ahead since the Oracle passed, story told that without the Oracle detain the Scourage blanket the star, hell upon all living beings in the planet. As King Regis cared Noct and his friends, reminiscence of Regis' retainer travel around Eos.
Gladio muscle tensed, inhaled and blinked, composure first, then demand answer "Iggy probably hit his head or asswipe of First King manipulate his mind to believe bullshit, but you have a pretty damn solid point." Gladio glanced at Prompto, calm and stroic. A Goofy ass kid, he may be a pain but an intelligent individual who understand his friend and solving mysterious matters. Sure enough he's a grown man, proud he is.
Resulting Prompto grinned "That means a lot big fella'."
Despite the fact the story add up to the description, it was fairly adequate that Ignis they knew behavioral was not only he is straightforward, organizing and instructing roles for the group, but he came from another world. As they thought. This world is indeed strange phenomenal.
"So Iggy in the Motel is from another world. The damn question I have in mind, is he one of us or a deceived fucker has any shady idea to screw with us."
"I dunno bro, he seems the real real Iggy I talk to." Prompto nervously said, surely Ignis and him have a moment of endearing conversation. Sweet and bitter communication of personal thoughts, especially his past. No way that Ignis would lie to him, would he?
"Pardon me..."
A voice so familiar, load of pressure filled the air became intangible to bear. Gladio and Prompto turn to the left and spot young stylish, classic, fancy tactician stood, discerning look of fear written on his face. Ignis stare at the two, eavesdrop the conversation unintentionally. Prompto approach slowly to Ignis, his heart ache upon meeting him, standing still. But was averted when Gladio immediately raised his arm, gripped his bare left arm in defense stance.
The air grew thick, uncomfortable tension. 20 feet apart on parking lot, sky sun glare shaded by clouds in impeccable timing. Ignis simply stare, emotionless face, observing his friends. He spoke out of words that wasn't meant to towards Prompto because feelings has unleashed.
"I got a few question to ask you, Ignis."
Prompto tried to elevate down Gladio arm, concerned "Gladio! What are you-"
"Can it!"
"Gladio!" Prompto snapped, wriggle out his grasp, he was about to leap above Gladio muscular arm, but his grip on his bare arm is tough to pry due to his size.
"I will answer, Gladio, Prompto." Ignis finally said.
The two opposite size and muscular men paused, glancing to his friend. Ignis' expression is now sorrow, exhaling and large heavy breath. "I will... simply tell you the truth."
"Ignis," Gladio began, stern and anguish, the first time he call him his full name, which is serious "If you're the Ignis we know, saying Noct dying again for hella' no reason, then who the hell are you?"
Ignis clench his fists, sense of eyes piercing through his very soul, pressured of burden and pain. Stiff lungs and irregular short breaths. Knowing Gladio and Prompto must've inquiry; pondering to know, hearing Noctis going to die. Impossible, not with Astrals are on their side, right? Noctis could have use the Ring to purge the tainted on the star and save their planet. What was lead to believe, based from legacy from Lucis and the Oracle from generations.
After his hesitation to speak, Ignis met them with Gladio hazelnut eyes, Retainers show skepticism what revealed his mind. Sandpaper voice to his comrades. Seems he spoke of words in wrong time during the stressful event. Perhaps now it's a good time to reveal his comrades who he really is, entrusted friend since he was young and chosen alongside with the prince.
"Ten years ago..."
Gladio and Prompto, bombshell at awe, an unbelievable expression imprinted all over their face, mostly Prompto. Well, Gladio jaw dropped and Prompto mumbled wow under his breath. As they stood, in echo of voices across the street of Lestallum, the sun is out and gush of wind subside, now audio to hear Ignis has to say. The two remained stationary and ears perked, awaiting to surmise from the tactican.
"Indeed, I came from the future, Umbra has given me an opportunity to- well I ask Umbran if possible to change the branch to anew. I will admit, whatever Prompto said Noct is dead is adequate he mimic from mine on mistake." Ignis said, calm but his feeling he can bear the new consequences sharing towards the ones he trust is up to their decision.
It was quite resourceful, so Gladiolus straighten his back, muscle tense "So you are from the future, yet we nearly get ourselves killed." Now Amicitia muscle is noticeable when he use his energy and grip his palms into a ball, shaking infuriated.
Even Prompto glanced at Gladiolus back to Ignis, afraid and betrayed. A lot in mind for young sharpshooter but he can think of one his best friend accepting his duty as King. Was it his choice of matter? Bound to march in straight line, Imperials, the loved ones, especially the Accursed. Of course it was him. He appeared after the Insomnia fall. To taunt and torment, toying and baiting the group since.
Gladio gritted his teeth, eyes and brows furrowed in disgust and shift his glare to the stairway, refusing to accept Noctis death. A companion; a friend and brother. His inner spirit ache, knowing Ignis honesty is pure and righteous. Prompto examined his friend, who stood in front of him descend his arm. Gladio wasn't to blame, as a Shield to protect and strengthen his friend. Ignis witness his death!
"And I thought the Astrals are on our side, but not the infuriating red-headed Ifrit that despise humanity. Oh, even Luna pleaded them, right?" Prompto said curiously.
Nice speculation, Prompto is sure the brightest of all, well, except his personality to get everyone skin. "Well, all but two." Ignis replied.
"What do you mean? Who or what fiend would go against us?" Gladio conjectured, he wasn't meeting his eye yet.
"Bahamut, he was never born in the star, he arrived birth of this star."
"You mean Destroyer? His name is meant Soul-Eater and Destroyer of Stars? He doesn't exist." Gladio reckoned.
Ignis nodded "Precisely, he directed us to guide Noct, the prophecy we were lead to. I have met the King of Old, as come I was spared from my future, I was valuable to sacrifice. I will say that if we waste precious time; to act before the incoming darkness-"
"Hold on," Gladio protested, his voice rise slowly, wrath of loud Titan "our journey to Altissia, taking Noct to marry and this asshole of First King been shitting on us, convicted a crime towards Lucis. We're fucking screwing up and all of us killed Noct! So what you're saying in your timeline, he's already dead?!"
"Gladio..." Prompto repressed his voice, he wanted to jump in but it's best not to provoked the brute when he's enraged.
"Yes, the true and formal enemy is Bahamut. As for Ardyn Lucis Caelum, he is an adversary, but a mere fool. Perhaps, if I can sway him to join forces to premise, rather killing two birds in one stone-"
"Wait you mean, making him part of our team?!" Prompto gasped, eyes widen, is Ignis going nuts after the sins he had atone for massacre of his hometown? Many have died because of him, many have fought bravery in history to save humanity. Joining forces of evil is beyond their ideal.
Ignis cleared his throat once more after getting interrupted, again "Again, the true enemy is Bahamut, if we unite everyone and Noct harness the crystal into the ring, he can eradicate Starscourge and the true enemy. If we can-"
"No," Gladio retorted, sharp turn to Ignis and glare at him in his soul, vexed in complexity ideal from Ignis threw the limit "we traveled across the nation to get your sorry ass using the damn ring for sacrificing yourself and yet, in audacity of you said we should unite the man who murder thousands of innocent lives to our party? Have you ever realized he tried to kill you?! Not now!"
With that last response, Gladio stormed off, sped off towards the stairs, disappeared inside the streets of Lestallum. Prompto didn't budge but stood quietly as the Shield pardon himself. Ignis understand he couldn't stand in a same room with that monster, proclaimed to be First King. Gladio strongly contention towards the Accursed, applying Ardyn to the Lucis party. He agreed it's shady and could be a trap, but if he can reach into the Beyond the conscious voice pierce into his mind elaborating 'Power to surpass the god itself'.
Bathed in doubt, Ignis resigned, a heavy breaths, eyes closed behind his clear spectacles, fist is clenching. Perhaps it's a tad out of bound associated with his proposition in such blasphemy to Once who Guide the Prince Retainers and merge to fight the common enemy. To the other eyes, the past of Gladio and Prompto are not easily pursuade, Ignis does not blame them, but he will atone his mistake for not sharing his idea not too soon. Acustom to his self-loathing, his decision lead to the others at risk. His remorse cause the changes and broken characters.
In the end, this was a butterfly effect.
Negative thoughts flooding in, underestimate the past of his companions, Prompto felt the air intangible density rose. The disbute between two affect him, witness Noct and Gladio conflict in Niflheim. Ackknowledged Ignis' rapport, it come to conclusion Prompto rest his confidence at his hands. He approach Ignis. "Hey Iggy, this isn't your fault. I'm sure Gladio need some time to chill off."
"I do not need your pity, Prompto. I will accept my demeanor and approve you and Gladio decision from here on out." Ignis staring at the concrete pavement parking lot and Prompto on the right side of perspective peeking.
"Iggy," As Prompto say, using both hands and grasp Ignis clenching fist tightly "I believe you. Although for me I'm lost as a goblin in the tunnel to understand your hypothesis, but y'know, the future Ignis has seen and bare the bull crap of friggin' doomsday. We all love Noct and of course Gladio and I are going to do what it takes us to save him. It's a sudden rush of new propaganda which is hard for us to believe, but we do for sure."
Ignis leer Prompto in silence, the young shooter reliance rubbed on him "Gladio must took the hardest hit. Heck, I know all of you to the bone. Just how Astals supposed to help us when we depend on it. I'm one thousand percent positive with all the Chocobo I can hatch, we're here for you. If you have a reason to be with us, this exact timeline, then you have a chance to save Noct and all of us."
"As I would make amends to all of you, I promise you, I will bring Noct home." Ignis said, straighten his back, stern expression and grab Prompto hand with his free hand in brief. Then let go, Prompto followed suit and smiled.
"What would I ever do without you, Prompto." A soft small smile rose, Ignis relaxed. A relief to hear the two are pitch in. Of course, he knew Gladiolus and Prompto in bottom of his heart.
I will succeed, no matter it will cost. I will make a possibility to prosper, for Eos.
"Bah, you can owe me a whip of your crusine after that, eh?" Prompto grinned and nudge his bare elbow to Ignis.
"Certainly."
"Hey Ignis?"
"Yes?"
"Say, did Cindy and I got married in the future? How do I look? Handsome? Taller and muscular? I bet Cindy love me when I get these gains!" Prompto cheerfully said, hovering around Ignis for question.
Ignis cleared his throat, lift his index finger and push up his spectacles above his nose "Er...Well, I did not caught a glimpse of you or anyone during the darkest days."
The young eyes widen, a sudden feeling inside sank. Immediate he respond, since the former friend from the future caught the word see, it is eternal darkness, doesn't mean his eyesig- "Iggy, what happen to you?"
Ah, yes, a slipped out of his mind momentarily, this is past Prompto he's engaging with. Unknowingly his timeline occurred, a price of Lucii was his eyesight. Explaining who he was, vigilant but 30s mindset Ignis' memory and personality versed to another timeline. Prepared and effiecient to proceed in manner, before the end of Eos as they once lived.
"Perhaps next time,"
A/N- I know it's been a while, busy life and forgot to do this. I was planning to set this as 5 chapter, but I got more idea as days go by. So I decide to tweak the Good ending to normal chapter. It would suck to leave details missing. I dunno if people still read this but I enjoy the bros. It's mostly focus on bros, a few sideline like non-playable character deserve spotlight. So please be patient and I will do the next chapter. As you may wonder that Ignis episode leave a LOT of missing detail so this story will fill it all. I hope. Not great on grammar too.
See you next time.
