Prompt Post Round Five
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Fill (8/?) Any/Ardyn, demon summoning gone wrong
Date: 2017-12-29 04:05 am (UTC)“You did well, son.” the elder Amicitia says and rests his hand on the boys head.
Gladio smiles with pride as the man walks away, the teen bowing as the man leaves the area. Once the elder is no longer around, Gladio begins to peer around in search until Ardyn reveals himself.
“I am here chi-” Ardyn is silenced when arms wrap around him, the teen hugging him tightly. “Unhand me this instant!”
Gladio does as told but continues to smile up at the man. “I want to thank you again for helping us out in finding the Prince.”
“Well couldn’t let the little brat laze about when he should be learning, especially with all that you and that little steward are put through.”
“You’re a nice man sir.”
Ardyn’s face crinkles slightly, but inside his body, he feels a warmth. “Yes, well don’t get used to it.”
Gladio chuckles slightly and collects up his gear now that he is done for the day. The auburn haired man re-hides himself and follows the teen back towards his home until the young boy stops to look around at the park from before. He lets out a soft sigh and goes to walk away but stops to stare once again, a look of longing taking over his face.
“Shall we go inside for a brief moment? Maybe take a little stroll?”
“Uh, yeah, okay.” Gladio says, freezing momentarily before stepping making his way into the park.
The two males walk the trail that leads through the park, with Gladio pointing out all the places where him and his family would have fun spending time together before looking a tad melancholy. The teen eventually stops and steps off the trail to descend down a hill, looking around before finding what he wants and running to a large maple tree.
He circles the tree in search, before his face lights up. “It’s still there, I thought someone would have carved over it.”
Ardyn steps forward to look at what has got the boy so happy, seeing four initials carved into the tree; CA, LA, GA, and IA. “Your family?”
“Yeah, this is where we’d have our picnics. I carved all our initials into the tree.” he says and purses his lips. “I got disciplined for using a knife and for carving into the tree.” Gladio sits back and pulls his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and resting his head on his knees. “That was two years ago, right before my parents got divorced. I miss spending time together with them, but I know it can never happen again. Dad’s always busy and my Mom, well, she doesn’t come around anymore. Dad usually drops Iris off to her and my Mom’s new boyfriend brings her back. I’m definitely bringing Iris here when she gets older, we’ll start a new tradition and have picnics here.”
Ardyn frowns down at the teen, but then he thinks of something and grins. Gladio lets out a soft sigh and gets up off the ground, dusting himself off before looking up at the older man with a smile. The two return back to the trail, with Gladio resuming his blithering as Ardyn mildly listens while also formulating a plan that he believes will make the little urchin feel better. Upon arriving home, the teen is pounced upon by his little sister, the girl chirping at him and asking how his day was. He tells her about the escapade in finding the prince, but he makes sure to give all the credit to Ardyn, or “Mr. Ghost” as he is referred to by the wee girl. She pouts slightly, saying she was looking all over for him to play with her and gets mad at her brother for hogging him all to himself, but then gets over it when the older man picks her up and gives her a playful toss making her giggle. The siblings head to the living area where Gladio begins working on his homework while his sister mimics her brother by scribbling numbers on a paper with a crayon. Ardyn can’t help but let a smile slip forth watching the children, wondering if things had turned out differently would him and his brother shared a bond like this; or maybe he could have had children of his own. The old butler then calls the two to dinner and afterward Gladio helps clean up the dishes with Iris attempting to dry them. It was then time for the elder Amicitia to return home, scooping up his daughter for a hug and greeting his son with a slight more enthusiasm then Ardyn has seen before. The old butler bids the family goodnight and leaves, with the children’s father taking a seat on the couch to listen to his daughter tell him all about her day. Gladio resumes doing his homework as his family chats just amongst the two of them so Ardyn begins to put his plan into motion. He heads over to a storage closet he remembers shoving a tacky vase into and carefully enters inside, searching around for a box he had seen before and once he finds it on top of another, like a cat with a cup, knocks it over.
“What was that?” Iris gasps and clings to her father as both he and Gladio go on edge.
Their father goes to check what the noise was, opening the closet door and checking around where he finds the source of the noise. “A box seems to have fallen over.”
Iris rushes over curiously and searches through the mess as her father attempts to right it, finding a rectangle box that she smiles with joy at. “Hey, I remember this game. You, Mama, and Gladdy used to play it.” she says and looks up with pleading eyes at her father. “Can we play it Papa? Me, you, and Gladdy?”
The elder purses his lips and crinkles his brow as he looks down at his daughter holding the box. He lets out a soft sigh, his features growing softer. “Sure.”
“Yea!” the girl cheers and rushes over to the coffee table where her brother sits with his school work. Iris unabashedly tosses the papers away and sets the game box down, looking at the teen with glee. “Come on, let’s play Gladdy!”
“All right all right, calm down.” he says and helps her set up the board game.
Their father joins them and the game gets underway, the three truly enjoying themselves. Ardyn stands off to the side and watches, feeling a minor bit of satisfaction that the young boy looks truly happy. The game goes for a few rounds, the young girl ‘winning’ each time until she begins to yawn and rub at her eyes.
“All right Iris, it’s time for bed now.” her father tells her.
“Can Gladdy read to me first?”
The man grunts but gives in. “Not a long one, he needs to finish his school work.”
“Okay!” she says and grabs her brother by the hand.
The siblings head off, leaving their father to pick up the game. Once finished, he looks with curiosity at his son’s homework and scoops it up, checking over everything he has done thus far. Ardyn watches as the man flips through the papers, then does another scan over them. A rare smile forms on his lips as he grunts approvingly and sets the papers down just as the teen walks back in. Gladio freezes in slight apprehension as he views his father set his work down but relaxes when the man nods to him.
“Your reports are all correct, but you still need work on your penmanship.”
Ardyn can’t help but roll his eyes at the little critique the man had to slip in after praising the boy. But he lets it go since the teen smiles.
“I will work on that issue.” he says and returns to his papers.
The elder becomes a bit ridged as the room grows silent, his brow furrowing slightly before relaxing, only to move back into its prior wrinkle. It would seem Gladio has noticed his father’s uncomfortableness but he returns to his work and tries to ignore it.
Finally, his father sighs. “Gladiolus, do you, find me harsh?”
The teen goes still, more than likely trying to think of the best response before answering the man.
“No, not really.” he replies, a slight shake to his voice. “Why do you ask?”
His father frowns. “I have heard from, a few people that my actions towards you are quite cruel, that I am too hard on you and should let you enjoy being a child more instead of forcing you into your role so soon.”
Gladio begins to chew on his lower lip and looks down at the table to avoid his father’s gaze. “Well umm-”
“With the looming threat from our enemies constantly on the horizon, I just want you to be prepared thoroughly to take on the mantle of Shield and protect your liege with all of your being. But, maybe I am being overly pessimistic.”
Gladio looks up at his father, the man wearing a genuine remorseful look and gives the elder a soft smile. The man gives one back and ruffles his son’s hair before standing up from the couch and heading off to bed with a quick goodnight to his son before going to check on his daughter. Gladio lets out a soft sigh, smile still on his lips, and returns to finishing up his homework. He stops when he feels another hand lay upon his head, smiling growing even wider as his locks get tousled again.
“That was you who knocked over the box, wasn’t it?” Gladio whispers.
“I thought it would be a nice little bonding moment between you and your kin.” Ardyn says as he manifests himself. “It seems to have worked too.”
“Yeah, it did. Thank you, sir.”
“Ardyn. I think you’ve earned the right to use my name now, Gladiolus.”
“Thank you, Ardyn.”
Fill (9/10) Any/Ardyn, demon summoning gone wrong
Date: 2018-01-27 04:40 am (UTC)“I’m really going to miss you when you go back home.” Gladio says, cheeks slightly pink and face looking of forlorn as they walk home now that he is done with training.
Ah yes, that.
“I as well child. But I’m sure you’ll forget about me since things seem to be getting better for you.”
It has, while he still gets some razzing from his classmates, the instructor has been nicer to him; especially since Ardyn put his newfound shapeshifting spell to good use by taking on the guise of the portly principle and giving a talking down to the haughty teacher. Plus he has gained a few little admirers from some of the females in his class that has given the teenager a boost of confidence, hopefully it doesn’t give him a big ego. With his training, he now works one on one with his stoned faced tutor, the man preparing him for his eventual training of the Prince. But the biggest change has been with the boy’s father. While he’s still gruff with him at times, he’s been more lenient about what is expected of the teen, allowing him to have time where he can just act like a normal child.
“I know it is but, I’ll still miss you and all the fun things we did.”
“Oh? Like bopping you over the head like a misbehaving pup?”
Gladio chuckles to himself. “Well, not that. I like talking to you about books and history, playing games along with Iris, and when we go for walks. You’re kind of like a cool Uncle.”
Ardyn allows a rare smile to creep onto his face at the boy’s words. “And you’re like a pesky little rascal who will not stay off my lawn, but is sweetly endearing at the same time.”
Gladio chuckles again and even the older man lets a soft one out.
“So were you able to find a spell you’ll believe will work?”
“Hmm, possibly.”
Ardyn had narrowed it down to two, but both still had issues besides potentially not working. The one finalized with a kiss seemed the more simplistic, he just doesn’t want to steal away the boy’s first kiss nor is he comfortable with kissing a thirteen-year-old. He does have some morals. Then there's the second option with its cryptic ‘the summoner must give up something they hold dear’. The only thing that seems dear to the boy is his sister and that is a major no. Maybe he’ll just let Gladio decide when it’s time. And speaking of time.
“You said everyone will be out of the house on Sunday, correct?”
“Yeah, my Dad will be having council meetings all day and Jared is taking Iris to get her haircut in the afternoon. So that will give us about an hour and a half to set everything up and perform the spell.”
“So two more days and I will be back home.” Ardyn says with a soft sigh. He feels quite relieved at the prospect of returning back to Niflheim, but a small part of him feels a pang of sadness. Damn little urchin with his sad kicked puppy face.
“Hey,” Gladio begins, him slightly fidgeting and looking bashful. “we should do something fun before you leave, like a going away party.”
“Hmm, wouldn’t really be a party if it’s just the two of us.”
“Still, we should do something.” the teen says and then looks over at the park as they walk by. “Hey, do you want to go walk that trail again?”
Ardyn sighs annoyedly, wanting to get back to the teen’s abode and take a nice long bath. But when he sees the sparkle in those amber eyes, he knows he can’t say no. “Very well, but only for a bit.”
Gladio beams brightly and turns into the park, with Ardyn shaking his head and following soon after. Once the two are on the trail and safely out of view from most people, Ardyn unhides and walks aside of the teen.
“Are there places like this from where you are from?” Gladio asks curiously.
“Yes, but I seldom get to enjoy them.”
Can't really stop to smell the roses when you're trying to dispose of a body. Although, maybe he should take a walk sometime, he might find some new serene places where he can hide the remains of his enemies.
“You should though, it can be relaxing.” Gladio says and then gets a playful look to him. “I wish I had a large bouncy ball.”
Without a thought, Ardyn flicks his wrist and manifest the object, then looks spitefully at it then the grinning child standing before him. He goes to snap at the boy but then notices the eager puppy face he is giving him, feeling his ire slowly slipping away.
“Let me guess, you want me to throw this so you can chase after it then bring it back to me?”
Gladio frowns. “I’m a dog. I wanna play catch with you.”
Ardyn looks at the round item in his hand, brain slowly processing what was just said to him. ‘Play catch’. That was something a parent and child do for fun. The older man returns his gaze to the teen, him looking more like an overgrown toddler as he bounces on his toes and looks hopeful.
“Very well, I shall amuse you. For a bit.”
Gladio moves himself further down the trail before turning back to Ardyn, hopping slightly and flailing his arms.
“Okay! Throw it to me!”
A cheeky little smile curls onto the bound Chancellors lips. He does toss the ball, right over the teen’s head, making him chase after it. The teen bounds back over while still wearing his trademark goofy grin and tosses the ball back. Ardyn watches as it sails towards him, pursing his lips and using his magic to bring the ball to him.
“Hey, that’s cheating!” Gladio grumbles but stops and watches as the ball is tossed back, right over his head. He puffs his cheeks out and chases after the ball. “All right, I’m going to throw it and no cheating this time!”
Ardyn still does it anyway. The two continue their little game until it begins to get dark, realizing they stayed a little longer then they had planned. They rush back as quickly as they can but as soon as Gladio steps foot inside his house, he is greeted by an angry look from his father.
“You’re late.” the man says lowly.
Gladio goes rigid. Ardyn leans in close to him and whispers something to the teen, him relaxing slightly.
“I wanted to work on my stamina more and went for a jog at the park.”
The elder Amicitia stares at his son briefly before grunting. “Call someone next time.”
“Yes sir.” he says, letting a soft sigh escape him.
“Go get yourself cleaned up, Jared will have dinner ready at eighteen-thirty.”
“Will do, sir.”
The teen heads off to wash himself, getting pounced upon by his sister as he does.
“Gladdy I was so worried when you didn’t come home, but then I remembered Mr. Ghost is with you and he won’t let anything bad happen to you.” she says and then giggles when she feels a phantom hand pat her on the head. “Oh, oh! Hey Mr. Ghost can I show you something while my brother gets cleanup?”
“Iris, what are you up to?” the teen asks curiously.
“None of your business Gladdy, gosh.”
Ardyn chuckles to himself and gives her a little nudge while nodding. She leads the invisible man to her room and once she makes sure no one followed she closes the door marginally.
“What is it you want to show me child?” he asks, then watches as the little girl runs over to a bag, taking out a book and presenting it to him. “A children’s book?”
“Yeah, Papa gave Jared some money so that I could get something when we went shopping today and I got this. I want to practice reading with you so that I can read it to my Papa and Gladdy. Will you help me?”
He looks down at her, looking into her big puppy eyes, and just like with her brother he knows he can’t deny her. “Very well.”
Iris squeals happily and plops down into a little plush Moogle chair. Ardyn listens as the girl reads her book, correcting her whenever she mispronounces a word and helping her when she doesn’t know one. Eventually, she is called for dinner, leaving Ardyn to amble about the house by himself. He eventually makes his way back down to the basement, looking at the spot on the floor where he was summoned. A strange feeling comes over him, setting the daemons who inhabit him into a tizzy. While he was delighted with the prospect of returning back to his home, a part of him feels a tad melancholy, knowing once he returns there will be no one to greet him. Ardyn snaps out of his funk and shakes his head. Maybe he’ll get himself a cat or two, they don’t need much care and can be mildly friendly, when not sleeping or being little assholes. He hears a raucous bout of laughter from upstairs, upon heading back up he finds the little girl in the midst of a giggle fit as she is relentlessly tickled by her brother as their bemused Father watches from his spot in his recliner. It was a sweet little sight, almost enough to make his blackened heart swell. After the siblings finish their battle, the little girl presents them with her new book.
“Would you like for me to read that to you Iris?” Clarus asks.
“Nope, I want to read it to you and Gladdy.”
The two men look at her in surprise before smiling at her. Iris pushes over an ottoman to sit on so she is near both her Father and brother. She looks at the both of them before quickly glancing at Ardyn, giving him a little smile and proceeding to read her book. The night rolls on with Gladio getting a start on his homework as his sister gets tucked into bed. Once she is alone, Ardyn goes to her and motions for her to remain quiet.
“Young one, I have a favor to ask of you. I’ll be leaving here shortly and I have a deep concern for your brother. Would you promise me, that you’ll always show him love and support, especially when the weight of the world and his duty tries to push him down.”
“Okay Mr. Ghost, I promise.” she whispers softly, a smile on her face.
He smiles at her in return but then looks at her curiously as she holds up her pinkie to him.
“What ever are you doing?”
“It’s a pinkie promise. You clasp pinkies with someone you make a promise to and you can never break it.”
Ardyn chuckles softly at this. Such a simple little thing, but so endearing. He clasps his pinkie with hers, the little girl smiling broadly before releasing him and snuggling down in her bed.
“Goodnight Mr. Ghost.”
“Goodnight Iris.”
The auburn haired man retreats from her room and returns to the living room, finding the teen there alone, doing his schoolwork. Ardyn walks over to him and glances at his work, watching as he carefully writes his words in cursive. The older man gives a pat to the boy’s head, him stopping momentarily to smile before resuming his work.
Fill (10/10) Any/Ardyn, demon summoning gone wrong
Date: 2018-02-25 06:38 pm (UTC)“All right, that’s done,” Gladio says and wipes chalk dust off his hands. “now for the candles and incense then we can start the spell.”
“Hmm, yes.” Ardyn says and furrows his brows.
He still has to decide what spell he wants to do. Both set up the same but when it comes to activating the spell is where it differs, and there is the horrible possibility neither will work and he has to try the third. And possibly having to rape or murder the boy are not an option he’s willing to do. If it was when he first was dragged here he might of, but now he wishes to bring no harm to the sad little urchin, feeling that life already shits all over him as is.
“Okay Ardyn, what’s next?”
Ardyn freezes. Shit, what was he to do. “Well I,” he says and tips his head back and thinks. “we need to decide which incantation to do.”
“Okay, so what are the choices?” Gladio asks, looking naively innocent.
“The first requires your blood and some herbs to be mixed together as you recite the spell, you will then need to drink the mixture and pass it to me,” he says and smirks at the disgusted look the boy makes. “with a kiss.”
Gladio’s cheeks turn a deep red. “Oh, uh what’s the other?”
“The other requires,” Ardyn falters again but shakes his head and continues. “you to give up something you hold dear in exchange for my freedom.”
“Something, I hold dear?” Gladio says and begins to think.
“Both choices have, issues, to say the least. But I leave it for you to decide.”
“So I either have to drink a nasty mix of my blood and some plants,” Ardyn can’t help but chuckle that the teen finds that to be the issue. “or give up something precious to me.”
The teen fidgets around as he mulls over his choices has a brief moment where it would seem he made his decision, only to go back to thinking. Ardyn sighs out and leans against some boxes as he places his hands inside his pockets, but then feels something in one that makes him knit his brows. It was the gift he bought for the teen at that occult shop, he had forgotten all about it.
“Gladio.” he says and gets the boy’s attention. “I had gotten something for you but forgot about it after you were stabbed in that alley. Here.”
The teen holds his hand out and accepts the necklace, looking at it and then smiling fondly. “This is really cool Ardyn, thank you. I’ll cherish it.” he says and puts it over his head, then looks at it again. “Meeting you and spending all these times together, has been so much fun.” Gladio looks at him and smiles, tears rolling down his face. “I’m going to greatly miss you.”
“I as well child.” Ardyn says and returns his smile. “I’ll make sure when I return I won’t see you harmed.”
“Huh?” Gladio begins but then chuckles and wipes his tears away. “You say the strangest things Ardyn.”
“Truly.”
The brunette looks back down at the necklace, running his finger over the metal x and then nods. “I know what I need to do.”
“You have, what is it?”
“The second spell.”
Ardyn’s brows crinkle. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Very well.” he says and retrieves the appropriate book.
He hands it over to the teen and reads over it with him, but his mind can’t really focus, wondering just what the teen has chosen to give up. It wouldn’t be anyone from his family, he loves his baby sister too much and he doubts he’d pick his Father. His duty as Shield? No, he wouldn’t do that either, it’d just fall to Iris and Gladio wouldn’t ever do that to her. Finally, once Gladio is able to memorize and pronounce the incantation they take their places, Ardyn in the center while Gladio kneels before him. The teen takes a couple breaths and then snickers as Ardyn pats his head, giving him a smile before relaxing.
“Voco super spirituum, implorare debetis, ut audirent sermones meos. Liberabo te hoc peto, ut non reverteretur a binding et eo unde venisset.” Gladio sniffles, tears forming in his eyes again and continues. “I offer, as the thing I hold dear, my memories of the time we spent together.”
Ardyn looks stunned at the boy but before he can react the rune activates and a bright light engulfs him. He opens his eyes and looks to the child, seeing him crying but with a smile still on his face.
“Thank you, Ardyn, for being kind to me and being my first friend.”
The light becomes so intense that Ardyn can’t help but shut his eyes tightly again, then everything goes dark. He slowly reopens them and looks around, finding himself inside a cold, silent, and dark house. Home, he was home, but he doesn’t feel much joy. Just very sad and lonely. It would be ten years before he meets with the once sad sack with puppy eyes, finding him to now be a beast of a man, tattooed and scarred with eyes full of life and care. Although now they're looking at him with suspicion.
“Yes?” Gladio asks, voice sounding gravelly and distrustful. “Something you want?”
Ardyn looks down at the book the young man is holding and smiles. “That’s an interesting book you have there.”
Gladio looks down at it and lets a smile slip out. “Yeah, had this since I was young, can’t remember though where I got it, but it’s one of my favorites. Must have read it over a hundred times.”
The auburn haired man nods and then looks to see the necklace he gave to him around his neck, feeling his cold and blackened heart grow warm.