There is a legend that a magic Crystal was brought down to the Lucian family by a star. One day our star would be shrouded in darkness and the one True King, anointed by the Crystal, would need to obtain the power of king's past, the stone of the Six, and the Ring of the Lucii in order to banish the darkness. The King would be more powerful than any god and he would have the power to bring peace to Eos. Noctis was anointed as the one True King when he was young. Now Niflheim wanted to steal and use the power of the Crystal themselves, and that's exactly what they did. However, the ring had yet to be found.
It had been a long day. We met some of the Crownsguard who survived the attack, found out Gladio's sister was alive and headed to safety, and we searched two royal tombs so that Noctis could obtain the power of his forebearers. Afterwards, Cor informed us that Niflheim blockaded the only way to Duscae, which would keep us from finding the rest of the royal tombs.
It was too late in the night to deal with it now, so we found a haven and set up camp. Three of the boys sat around the fire in silence, sorrow, and anger while Ignis read is notebook. As he began taking out ingredients I decided to finally speak for the first time since this morning.
"Don't make any for me. I'm not hungry." He said nothing, only looked at me. His expression was hard to read.
I crawled into the new tent we bought just for me and just laid there, contemplating what I should do now. I had nothing left. No family. No King. No home. No nothing. I didn't have the power of Kings to help me fight anymore. I laid there limply, just staring into empty space. My eyes burned with tears, but I didn't sob. I felt too empty to make a sound or even move. The salty water streaming down my face burned like fire. I continued to cry until I fell into a deep slumber.
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We found Monica, another servant of the Crownsguard, hidden in a small rock crevice not far from the stronghold blocking the road to Duscae. She has us split into two groups. Noct and I will join Cor to take out the Imperials inside, while the rest of the guys will distract the enemy on the outside.
Noct and I don't acknowledge each other as we squeeze through a small crevice behind Monica. We hadn't spoken to each other since yesterday morning. As soon as we finished squeezing through Cor appeared almost on cue.
Without wasting time, he jumps right into it, "Once we're in, we launch our ambush, pushing out while support pushes in, crushing the enemy from both sides."
We followed him further in what looked like some kind of abandoned quarantine zone. It wasn't long until we encountered some imperial robots. Feeling unmotivated and not in the mood for Noct's BS, I simply stood on the sidelines, shooting at any soldiers he wasn't targeting.
After a few moments I look over to see Noctis struggling as he clashes swords with an MT. I look to Cor, who is too busy with his own battle to help him. I sigh and begin shooting at the imperial as a distraction. This gives Noct a window of opportunity to overpower it.
He looks at me, panting heavily, "Can you be anymore useless?"
I tilt my head and look at him with dead eyes, "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought a certain Prince didn't want me getting in his way." He struggles to think of a come back, but my intense stare causes him to back down. He just scoffs and tries to help Cor without another word.
The place was like a damn maze, but we finally made it out onto a ledge that lead to the other side of the barricade. Once we jumped down, the gate opened. We could see the others emerge from the other side.
"Alright on your end?" Noct asked.
"Right as rain," Gladio responded, "The Niffs couldn't take their eyes off us."
"Well, well. If it isn't Cor the immortal!" We looked to see a Magitek engine lowering down in front of us. A loud voice speaks over a microphone.
"So, you survived the Citadel. But you won't survive what I have in stored for you. Its long past time your legend came to an end." The engine opened to reveal a huge machine. It stood up and stepped out onto the ground with us.
"Uh, got any ideas?" Prompto asked nervously.
"Try not to die," I responded.
The machine began firing shots at us. We all split up to find cover. Gladio and I ducked behind a large rock nearby.
"How are we supposed to defeat that thing?" He yelled over the shots. When the firing stopped I looked up slightly to observe our enemy.
"Its legs look skinny and weak. We could have the others distract it, then you run in and knock it down with a sweep attack at its legs."
"After that?" He asked.
"We hope for the best." I pulled out my phone while still keeping an eye on the giant robot. I call Ignis and hope to God his phone doesn't make a loud noise.
"Y/N," he whispers. I inform him of the plan and after hanging up the phone I see one if his daggers fly at the machine. It turns in his direction and prepares to fire.
"Now!" I yell.
"Got it!" Gladio runs in and sweeps the robot off its feet. After that we all run in and hit it as hard as we can. Eventually, we hear the man from before shouting in defeat as oil pools at our feet.
"Run! She's gonna blow!" I yell. We all run towards the gate. Once it explodes it knocks all of us on our feet. Luckily, we didn't take too much damage.
Now with the road block gone, we may continue our journey and avenge our home and our people.
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My King (Noctis X Reader)
FanfictionThe sad and tragic love story: You are part of the Kingsglaive and King Regis has askes you to accompany Noctis and is friends on their journey. The four men don't seem to happy about it, but maybe they'll learn to like you over time. This story is...