Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse {Book One: Death} (Noctis x Reader)

|| Nineteen ||

With help from Aranea, the four were able to get aid from two men-Biggs and Wedge. The men were now the new conductors of the train and would help the boys and Death reach Gralea. On board the train and departing Tenebrae, Noctis and (Y/n) were in the cabin. The boy had fallen asleep while the Horseman stood in front of the window, watching the snowy scenery zip by. In all the years she'd been a human and a Horseman, this was her first time seeing snow. Although she lived her entire life in Altissia, it never snowed in the beautiful, floating city due to the year-round warm temperatures.

The train suddenly lurches to a halt, causing (Y/n) to lose her balance and fall on the floor. She groaned in pain just as Noctis awoke from his slumber. He climbed off the bed with furrowed brows. "The hell was that?"

"Attention, eh!" Biggs' voice bellows over the loudspeaker.

"Yeah?" Noctis sighed.

"You may have noticed we've stopped. As for the cause... Outside, ya think?"

"We'll take a look." Noctis and (Y/n) left the cabin and headed to the passenger car to regroup with Gladio and Ignis. The Horseman offered Ignis a hand, the strategist gladly accepting her help.

"Hope it's just a quick snow-shoveling job," Gladio huffs as he follows behind Noctis.

"Indeed," Ignis said, gripping Death's hand gently.

Outside of the train, the snowstorm grew stronger and proved to be an obstacle due to the low visibility. "It's freezing!" Noctis hissed, rubbing his hands up and down his arms to create some friction. "Death would even call this cold."

Realizing what he said, (Y/n) broke into a fit of laughter. "Death happens to be walking right behind you."

"Better keep moving to stay warm," Gladio stated.

The raven-haired boy glanced over at (Y/n), still unable to believe this cold wasn't bothering her especially with how much skin her outfit showed. "You're seriously not cold?"

"Nope," the Horseman responded with a smirk.

"The Glacian did this," Ignis suddenly said as (Y/n) released him.

Noctis turned his head, narrowing his eyes as he spotted a large, frozen silhouette in the darkness. "I think I can see her."

Shiva's lifeless face can be seen in the snow beyond the tracks, looming ominously in the shadows of the snowstorm. "It's a shame. She's lying dead," Gladio said. "Damn, it's cold!"

"Let's clean up out here, warm up in there," Noctis stated.

"Better make this snappy."

Out of the blue, the four were attacked by several daemons. They all summoned their weapons and quickly disposed of the nuisances. After slaying the creatures, Noctis stands outside the train, trying to catch his breath beside (Y/n). From the doorway of the train, Gladio leans out and eyes the couple. "Hey, Noct, (Y/n)! You both better get in here. Something's not right."

Noctis headed to the train, but when he saw (Y/n) wasn't following, he turned and called out to the girl. "(Y/n)?"

Death was staring up at the sky, watching as the snow fell. She had been enamored by the sight that she didn't hear Gladio or Noctis call her name. Trying again, the prince called out to her and finally grabbed her attention. "Huh?"

"C'mon. Let's get back on the train," he said.

"Oh," she gasped. "Right."

Noctis and (Y/n) begin to board the train when they spot a figure walking down the aisle of the car. "No way," the boy muttered before rushing up the stairs to chase the figure. "You! Hold it! That son of a bitch."