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Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

I got tired of waiting for someone else to fill and just decided to do it myself! It took about 3ish hrs or so, I'm a slow writer. I hope you don't mind, I'm not exactly skilled at this sort of thing, but I love Pitioss too much just to let this go unfilled! I hope it's not to dark, edgy, or error filled either. Please enjoy and let me know how I did!

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At the end of the first night during his time in Pitioss Dungeon, Noctis died.

He had simply lost his footing when jumping to a platform and fell into the endless abyss below. And that would have been the end of it - the line of Lucis and Noct, alone in this hellish deathtrap of a dungeon with no one knowing what had happened to him. That should have been it - The End. No more Kings of Lucis, no more Chosen King, no more Noct.

But it wasn't.

When Noct found himself standing in the spot just before his ill-placed jump, he knew he was not going to leave the same as he was when he came in. And it was only just the beginning.

Fortunately, his second day in Pitioss went more successfully. He managed to reach what appeared to be the center of this dungeon, a long walkway supported by nothing but endless darkness. He was starting to understand how this Six forsaken place worked. There were no monsters here, the dungeon itself was a monster in its own right. Daemonic damselflies flew with an odd sort of peace, and as Noct gazed upon them he was unsure if they were even really alive in here or just figments of his own imagination. Noctis had started to feel the isolation upon first entering Pitioss, but now it was sinking into his skin like something tangible.

Another thing about this dungeon that sat ill with him were the grotesque stains upon the walls and dripping from the ceiling. Starscourge - his instincts supplied him. After coming into contact with it once so long ago, the feeling never really left him. The plague hung heavy in the air, and he could feel it like a thick mist on his bare skin as he moved.

He wanted to turn back, this place was wrong. Two days in this place and he was feeling paranoid and fatigued, but he would not sleep here. Noct's futile attempts at contacting his friends only set him more on edge. There is no cell phone service in hell he supposed.

Things took a drastic change by the third day. Noctis died more times than he could count. Despite finding himself safe and unharmed after being skewered by those molten hot spikes, and plummeting into darkness, he could feel death choking him. That's what it was wasn't it? Death. What else could it be? He was dying and being brought back just to die again. This place was hell.

Noct sat on the floating walkway, rested his arms on his knees, and stared at the ceiling.

He wanted to return to the surface. Three days in this place and he was already struggling to remember what it was like. He wanted to return to Ignis' cooking, Gladio's training, and Prompto's antics. He felt so empty by this point, why had he even come down here? This was pointless.

He stood up in alarm when the thought of giving up crossed his mind. This was not the place he was going to spend all eternity, but with each step he took the further he got away from the hope of escaping.

What if he just let himself starve here? He was tired, going on four days without sleep and simple potions from his Armiger to keep his hunger and thirst from completely stopping his body. If he just stopped, stopped eating, stopped drinking, stopped sleeping, up until the point everything stopped(his breathing, his heartbeat, e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g), would he just wake back up again in this living nightmare?

On the night of the fourth day in Pitioss, Noctis curled up in a room unbound by gravity and fell asleep. He couldn't tell which way was up or down or if everything was pointless anyways. Because he wasn't getting out. He wanted to end his suffering here, to fall asleep and die and stay dead this time.

He dreamt of Umbra and Pryna, of glowing damselflies, of his friends waiting for him up above, of falling to his death, of Luna and Tenebrae, of being impaled upon the searing spiked traps, and of his father and his last words.

On the morning of the fifth day, Noctis awoke with tears of grief and tears of frustration clouding his eyes. He couldn't let this place claim him. It was not his time. He had others waiting for him. With renewed determination, Noctis stood up and stumbled his way to the crooked passageway leading out of the tilted room.

His nimbleness helped him with his runs and jumps, but he still held his breath and closed his eyes each time he fell into the endless black. Panic and willpower kept him moving swiftly and he wouldn't think about how every misstep would lead him to death. It was all he could do to just escape.

Before he knew it he was at the very bottom of Pitioss, looking up at Eos - because who else could she be?

The mother astral of their world trapped in the terminal dregs of this pit. Noctis knew he was the only living human to have come here, maybe he was the only human to have ever come down here in however many millennia Pitioss had been in existence. But in this moment it was just them. A goddess and a king chosen by the Crystal. And maybe it was because he was Chosen that he could even enter Pitioss and see the secrets that lie within. It was empty. Just him and her down here at the end.

She was trapped here for all eternity, but he could still be free.

The sight of her statue fueled his determination and kept his second wind from dying. Panting hard, Noct leapt upon the statue and fate guided him further towards where his path would end - the exit.

He was going back to the surface, this is not the place where he dies. His legs pumped and his lungs burned, he was ascending, going up where he had only been going down before. This place was madness, but he refused to give up again.

Noct reached an elevator, and by its ascent he could see warm light leaking in. He broke into a sprint, up ahead was a window to the evening sky. He roared in exhaustion and anger, snagging up the last treasure before jumping out the window at full speed.

It hurt when he landed, but Noctis was done. He rolled onto his back and basked in the red and gold hues of the setting sun. His hungry gasps settled to a soft whimper and he put an arm over his eyes.

Tears started spilling forth, angry and sad. His mouth twisted into a grimace as he thought back on the dungeon. He regretted going in. Was it really worth it? He knows what happened will never really leave him. He never should have entered Pitioss. Despite feeling the last bits of sun on his face, he feels as if he never really escaped.


Five days in this place, and he had lost so much more than he had gained.

"Noctis?"

He gasped but remained where he was, he knew his friends must have been out of their minds worrying about why he had been gone so long, but at the moment he felt so weak. He honestly thought he would never see them again. Settling his breathing at their approach was harder than he thought it would be.

"You okay bro?" At Prompto's questioning he resolved to sit up.

Noctis let out a deep, shuddering breath and looked up at the three pairs of eyes examining him. He tried to smile, but it turned out more a grimace.

He felt like he was grieving and he didn't know why. He just didn't want to fall apart the moment he saw his trio of friends. They hadn't seen his tears yet. Noct was stronger than this, but by the Six, it was so hard after everything he had been through.

"You came back pretty quick?" At Prompto's cautious sarcasm, Noct threw his head up and laughed. He couldn't help it, it was tears of relief this time, and he only had practiced with frustration and sadness before.

The trio in front of him hid their alarm at seeing Noct act so strange. Ignis knelt beside him and looked him in the eyes.

"Are you alright your Highness?"

Wiping the tears from his eyes he nodded his head.

"I will be." It was hollow and he knew it, he could barely believe his own lie.

"Why are you back so soon though?" Gladio's gruff voice set Noct on edge. Something wasn't right. He was starting to feel like Prompto's earlier sarcasm was maybe not a joke at all.

"What do you mean?" Noct stood up and grit his teeth. He wanted to leave and never return, this whole experience had discouraged him and he was exhausted. The frustration he felt began to creep up again.

Ignis stood up to meet him and held his hands out incase Noctis needed to be steadied.

"Were you attacked? You appear to be tired."

Noct couldn't help but scoff mildly at Ignis' question.

"No, there were no monsters down there. But what do you expect? It's not like I had a chance to come get cleaned up and sleep."

Gladio crossed his arms across from him.

"If there were no monsters then why'd you come back so soon? Did you need us already?"

Noct felt his patience slipping. He couldn't help the sharp tone that slipped out his voice.

"What the hell are you talking about? It's over, I'm done! I was in there for five days, and you act like it was nothing!"

Maybe Noct was feeling alittle hurt, his anger was due to being trapped in hell for five days. But he could see the anger starting to simmer in Gladio, which was in response to Noct's own anger and the confusion of the situation.

"No, what the hell are you talking about? If this place is too much for you to handle alone then think again! We came all this way and are not leaving without whatever we came here for. So stop acting spoiled for not being able to drag us along to babysit you." Gladio, looking at the state Noct was in and realizing he crossed a line, sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He ignored Ignis' reprimanding stare and continued. "Sorry, whatever was in that placed ruffed you up, I can tell. Something is just not adding up though. It's barely been ten minutes since we saw you leave for the entrance."

Gladio's amendment deflated Noct's frustration slightly leaving only a feeling of defeat. Had Pitioss distorted his sense of time? He let out a bitter laugh.

"It was hell, and you guys act like it was nothing... All the days I spent in there." An ugly feeling rose up in Noctis at the thought. A heavy silence hung in the air.

"...days?" Prompto asked what had been on their minds since Noct first mentioned it.

"What time is it?" Noct asked instead. He would pull up his own phone, but it had died after his desperate attempts of trying to contacting them after dying the first time and realizing he may never escape.

Prompto quickly pulled out his cell and relayed the time.

"It's a quarter past eight."

The dungeon had only opened its doors at eight on the day he entered.

Sensing the direction this was going, Prompto added, "Still on Sunday."

Panic was setting in for Noct by now. He pushed his palms into his eyes and ground out, "Its been days for me! I was trapped there for five days!".

Noct felt distressed, Pitioss was distorted in every sense. He felt like he was going crazy. By now the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the trio in the looming shadow of Pitioss.

"Highness, we should probably be on our way. It is dangerous out here and regardless of what happened, we are leaving and it's safe to say we are never coming back." Ignis took a gentle hold of Noct's arm, and guided him away from what had become a prison to him.

"Yeah,... yeah your right." Noct let himself be led away, knowing full well it wasn't over.

"We have encountered stranger things before, it would not be too much of a stretch to say that time was distorted for you while you were in there. It would help explain the state you are in Noct." At Ignis' words Noct started to relax. Feeling the hell that was the past few days for him, but mere minutes for the others, be put behind him.

For Ignis, Gladio, and Prompto, it really had been but a few minutes. They hadn't even started to feel bored without Noct yet, while he had been struggling to escape alive. As the group walked back with an exhausted Noct in tow, they could feel the confusion fading and an unwanted realization dawned upon them. Noct really had been in that dungeon for five days while it had only been a brief moment for them. How must he have felt alone down there? Even other dungeons hadn't taken as long to complete, and they had been together.

There was something they weren't understanding here, something troubling had taken root in Noct and it was out of their hands. He had come out different. Their minds were grasping at straws trying to think of ways to understand what had happened and how to make it better.

Prompto sidled up to Noct and helped him sit by the campfire. His guilt wouldn't leave him. There was something they were missing, and Noct wasn't going to let them in on it.

He had never seen his friend look so tired, it was as if he had died and returned a ghost of who he once was.

"I'm sorry." Prompto started. Sorry for not understanding. Sorry for what happened. Sorry for not being able to make it right.

Noct leaned against him. As Ignis and Gladio set up camp, the two by the fire could feel the older two's full focus being drawn to the conversation that was about to follow.

"About what? It's not like you guys could have followed me down there, and I guess in the end I'm glad for that." Noct let out a deep breath. He couldn't let out what really happened down there, he didn't want to talk about the horrors, relive it and have the nightmare chase him up here too. How could he explain that he had died? Not only once, but close to hundreds of times? He was relieved he had finally escape, and glad they had not been trapped down there with him. In the end, he was glad of their ignorance.

"At first... I maybe felt a bit of resentment towards you guys after I escaped, but you didn't know what had happened." Ignis' lips thinned as he listened in on their conversation, the use of the word 'escaped' set off his alarm bells. The way Gladio glanced at him and the way Prompto looked away told him he wasn't the only one who felt ill at ease.

Ignis paused in his cooking to turn to Noct, prepared to ask what they all wanted to know.

In a strange twist of irony, as Ignis was about to pry deeper into what happened, Gladio cut him off with a pointed look. Gladio was usually the one to ask the tough questions, unheeded of their prince's feelings.

Noct continued, "I guess I'm kinda of glad though, despite what I had to go through, I was able to pick us up so many useful items." He didn't really feel like that though, not really. This whole trip was a disaster, and this was just the extra dash of hell to wrap it all together. He bowed his head and hoped no one saw through his deception. It wasn't entirely a lie, he did get a hoard of items, he just felt it wasn't worth it anymore. And it just wasn't the whole truth either, but that was where he would leave it.

"Thank you guys though, I am glad you are here for me." And with a smile that was all too fake, he said "I'm ready for some good food and a long night's rest!".

The others wanted to ask, 'what did you go through?' and make everything all right. Ignis wanted to face Noct and let him know things would be okay, Gladio wanted to reignite the passion he had seen in Noct before he left just earlier that day, and Prompto clung to Noct like he could actually feel the five days that stretched between them like an eternity. They had unknowingly failed their crown prince, and wanted things to go back to how they were before. Before Insomnia fell and before they let him leave for Pitioss.

But as they sat around the campfire and let the silence drag, they couldn't help but feel that they had already lost Noctis.

Re: Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh creepy!

Re: Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

This brought tears to my eyes! Poor Noct :(

Re: Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

I have de-anon'd this now! It is on fanfiction.net under the title 'Five Days'.

Thanks!

Re: Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

I have now given this a second chapter! It focuses more on Noct's recovery and less on Pitioss(it is still very much there though), but I still hope people will enjoy it! I will post the link for the whole story on fanfiction.net here:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12485336/1/Five-Days

Re: Fill (1/1): Brot4, Five days in Pitioss, five minutes outside

[(Anonymous)]

that was amazing