Rewrite The Future

Six

"Try to remember, Atalie." Nyx said, holding my hands to anchor me as I thought back to my vision.

"I-I can't!" I huffed and opened my eyes, shaking my head.

"Atalie, we need-"

"Not helping, King Regis!" Nyx barked and looked at me again, forcing me to focus on him.

"I know you hate it, Atalie, but I need you to think about what you saw. Think about me in the vision, me fighting the traitor." He said and I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. Fire, the Old Wall fighting the daemons and protecting the city, chaos, Nyx. I focused on Nyx then my vision followed him, showing him standing on a King of Old's shoulder as the traitor stood on a daemon's shoulder.

"ENOUGH, DRAUTOS!" I choked as I gasped too hard, coughing as I gripped Nyx's arm and my throat.

"Atalie, breathe!" Nyx hugged me and held me up, letting me breathe as I tried to wrap my head around what I saw.

"Who is it?!" Noctis asked, but I looked at Nyx and shook my head.

"Drautos!"

~*-*~

"This is absurd!" Drautos snarled as we searched his home, but the guards weren't finding anything.

"We're not finding anything, King Regis." A guard told my father, who was watching me.

"Atalie?" He called as I eyed the books on the shelf, seeing they had an unusual wear pattern.

"Drautos, are you a reader?"

"Yes, I am, your highness." Drautos said and I nodded.

"Funny, so am I, and you have quite the unusual wear pattern on your books." I said as I thumbed over the books, feeling one that didn't feel quite right.

"I'm sorry, Princess?" Drautos questioned as I grabbed the book, pulling it and hearing a click. As I looked at the bed, I noticed it sliding to the side to expose a staircase.

"Why would you have this, I wonder." I said and Nyx followed me down, the guards and my father right behind me with Drautos being escorted.

"Holy Astrals!" Nyx breathed as we entered the secret room with General Glauca's armor, a map of Insomnia and the blueprints to the Citadel, and many, many letters addressed to Glauca and the emperor of Niflheim.

"Absurd?" I smirked as I looked through the letters. As I read over one of them, I felt anger rise and turned to Drautos, swinging my fist just like Nyx taught me and knocking that fucking traitor on his ass.

"Whoa! Atalie, what the hell?!" Nyx yelled, stepped between me and Drautos as the guards tried to help him stand.

"You're sick!" I growled, fighting Nyx as he held me back.

"Give me that!" Nyx ordered and took the letter, reading over the part that pissed me off.

"'Princess Atalie will be promised to you, for you to do with as you wish. Whether that is-'" Nyx stopped and I saw the expression on his face change as he crumpled the paper.

"Atalie isn't a sex toy for you to use and abuse as you see fit, you pig!" Nyx snarled, but it was my turn to hold him back as I gripped his arm.

"Take him to the cells!" Dad ordered and came towards me.

"Atalie-"

"I just want to get out!" I bat his hand away then left the apartment, going out to the car to see reporters swarming Drautos. As they came for me, I gasped as Nyx grabbed my waist and held me to his side, pushing through the crowd.

"Princess, are you the one who exposed him?!"

"What did your visions tell you?!"

"What is the future of the country like without Drautos running the Kingsglaives?!"

"ENOUGH!" Nyx yelled, getting me to the car and opening the door. As I slid in, he slid in next to me and the guard drove towards the Citadel.