"I-I screwed up, Iggy," (Y/n)'s voice was quiet, almost to the point Ignis didn't hear her. Even if he hadn't, he definitely would have heard the thud as she collapsed to the ground. Even without his eyesight, Ignis found himself kneeling next to the body of his baby sister, cradling her to his chest. He could feel her chest rising and falling erratically. Just that told him more than his sister ever could: she wasn't long for this world.
"What's--" Prompto's voice failed him at the sight that met his eyes. (Y/n) was covered in blood -- too much blood. Her face had gone pale as stray tears slipped from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Iggy," (Y/n) muttered. Her hand raised to cup her brother's cheek, wiping away the tears from his one open eye. Ignis' breath hitched as her cold fingers graced his skin, and he reached up and grabbed her hand as he struggled to keep the sob from tearing from his throat.
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FanfictionJust some things I've thought up while playing FFXV. If you have any requests for certain characters or story lines, DM me.
