Night Light {FFXV/OT4}

Bloodlust

Chapter Fifteen: Bloodlust

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"Morning Prom Pom. Sleep well?"
Prompto nodded with a wide yawn at Noctis' question, surprised to see the Prince up earlier than him. That had never actually happened before.

"Morning Noct. What's the special occasion? You're never usually up this early" Prompto happily accepted the cup of coffee Ignis handed him, topped with extra cream. He plopped into his chair with a small groan, still not properly awake, waiting for Noctis to answer his question.

"Mm, Ignis woke me up. Asked me to help him cook."

Gladio rolled his eyes at that, sending a look at Noct. "Asked you? He dragged you kicking and screaming, Princess. Don't deny it" Prompto had to stifle a laugh as the Prince sent a murderous glare at his Shield, who was luckily out of kicking distance.

Soon enough Ignis came over with breakfast which was happily received, especially by Noctis. For once he'd been awake long enough to work up a real appetite.

"This is really good Iggy!"

Prompto spoke around a mouthful of bacon, Ignis sending a fond smile the blonde's way. "Thank you Prompto. We'll have to buy some more Garula rashers soon, we're nearly out"

Everyone readily agreed to that, not wanting to be without their coveted morning bacon. Gladio was pretty certain they wouldn't make it through the day without it.

It had been a week since the incident with Loqi. They hadn't really talked about it much, not after the first few days. Noctis had asked a few questions, mostly about why Prompto cared for the Brigadier General so much in the first place.

Unfortunately things had gone downhill rather quickly after the first few questions. Gladiolus had suggested that if Prompto had mentioned someone he was close to would be manning the stronghold, they wouldn't have had to kill him. That had resulted in a lot of tears and Prompto hiding in the tent for a full day, until the Shield finally admitted the blonde couldn't have know it would be Loqi in charge of the base.

Soon enough breakfast was finished and the group set about packing up their gear and cleaning up any stray rubbish in the haven. They'd camped here for a full week to allow Prompto to recover and mourn. They'd all needed the rest really, but Prompto seemed happier now. That was good.

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"Noct, where are we actually going? I have literally no idea"

The four had been walking for almost eight hours now, and everyone was thoroughly exhausted. Noctis didn't answer Promtpo's question straight away; first he grabbed a bottle of water from the ether and took a long swig, before handing it to Gladio so he could have some too. "For the tenth time, we're on the way to Altissia. We just gotta get to the port first."

"Okay" said Prompto, having no idea what and where Altissia was supposed to be. "And where are we now?"

It was Ignis who spoke up then, as they mounted the top of a particularly large sand dune, finally reaching the road. At last, they were almost at the port. Then they could catch a boat to Altisia. "We're on the outskirts of Niflheim, near Empire territory. We'd best be careful"

The three nodded in response to that, as they reached the edge of the road. They prepared to cross when a truck came barrelling down the tarmac, an active Magitek Generator safely secured in the back. They were bathed in a red glow for a few moments as the truck sped down the road at breakneck speeds, likely heading out to power an Imperial Base.

It took them all a moment or so to pull themselves together, Noctis a little shaken by the sudden appearance of the truck. He'd been mere moments away from warping out into the road. It would have hit him square on if he hadn't seen it in time.