Prompt Post Round Six
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Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-11-13 09:45 pm (UTC)+Prom's body being completely broken, bloody, and beaten, but Noctis trying to use Phoenix Downs nonetheless
++Noctis going ballistic all while entering complete denial, Ignis and/or Gladio having to drag him away
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FILL: Re: Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-12-27 05:14 am (UTC)Noctis barely knows his own shadow as he races through Zegnautus Keep. Another MT appears from nowhere, screaming that awful scream, standing in his way, but by the Six he won’t let them stop him now. He’s getting the hang of the Ring of the Lucii. Every time he uses it his heart races and his head spins but it’s worth it. It takes him ever closer to Prompto. He’s come so far and fought so hard to get here. The crystal is his duty, but Prompto is his need. He won’t lose anyone else.
His evenings have been spent awake with his hands locked together, either slung in front of him or used as a pillow behind his head. He, Ignis and Gladio had spent days in Tenebrae honouring Luna and her people. It had been like a dagger to the heart, reminding him of all he’s already lost. Every second of it he’d wanted to get back to the place where he’d knocked – pushed – Prompto off the roof of the train. The expression on his friend’s face as he succumbed repeats itself night after night in dreams with a million unhappy endings. Quit moping, keep hoping, Aranea had said, and Noctis has wrapped his soul around that thought, a burning coal in the miasma of self-blame and wretchedness.
When Ignis and Gladio help him to escape an unavoidable trap and rejoin him at the heart of the keep, success becomes palpable. Being reunited with them is like a permanent status boost. Their presence on his right and left is as natural as one foot in front of the other. Now that they’re together, there will be no more tricks. No more Promptos that aren’t Promptos. The next one is for real.
Oh dear. Prompto doesn’t look very well. I do hope you’ve been shopping. Ardyn’s sickly voice is enough to make Noctis want to burn everything down, but he can’t. Not yet, not until he has Prompto in safe hands.
They pass through door after door but then, behind a barred gate, there is a flash of blonde. Noctis doesn’t see the corridor or the bars anymore, only that flash of blonde so fastidiously fixed every morning in the rear view mirror. He’s here. That’s Prompto for sure.
The blood dripping from Prompto’s face seems to bypass Noct’s vision to arrive hard in his consciousness. There is a pool of it beneath the cross-shaped contraption he’s being held in.
Noct can’t get the gate open fast enough.
Drip.
Drip.
His hands fumble with the key card but after a lifetime the gate pulls back. He squeezes inside before it can clang home. The tepid darkness makes it hard to see clearly, so Noct clasps Prompto’s cheeks with both hands and lifts his face to what light there is. New blood flows out of his nose, thin and watery.
Old blood is turning black around his mouth. His chin is covered in congealed knots of it, and Noct wipes it off with a palm. Prompto’s eyes are usually so brightly blue and honest. Now they’re swollen almost shut with blood. Noctis searches the back of his head for a soft spot, a bit of skull that gives under pressure. There it is, at the top of the neck near the spine. He keeps calling Prompto’s name and says, 'You need to come around now. It’s okay, we’ve got you. We’ve got you.'
'Noct. What’s happening?' There’s something wrong with Ignis’ voice, so Noct ignores it. He won’t be tricked by Ardyn again. His hands are slippery with blood as they squeeze more out of Prompto’s nose – he has to breathe – and then come to rest on the dagger sticking out of Prompto’s chest, right about where that big heart is. He has to choose what to take out – the silver dagger, or the one with the wooden handle? The sword? The rudimentary lance with the shaft broken off? They’re all jammed deep inside him. The sword is protruding from the back of his ribcage, the point of the lance about where his left kidney should be. There’s still a little warmth at the base of his spine.
Those bastards are going to hurt when they come out.
‘Give me a phoenix down,' Noct says, turning to Ignis with his hand outstretched. Then he remembers Ignis will have trouble finding one. He turns the open hand to Gladio. But Gladio has his back to him, his hands gripping his hair. He’s making noises like a bear, noises that make adrenaline fill Noct’s chest and enter his jaw. He shoves into Gladio’s back, leaving bloody handprints on his jacket, and delves in his trouser pocket for phoenix down.
It doesn’t do anything. Prompto’s face remains bloody, and now his jaw is slack. Noctis checks his own pockets, but can’t remember if he has any phoenix down, can’t remember anything anymore, except the first time Prompto beat him at some stupid shooting game in the arcade and he jumped around so much that he knocked over a cardboard cutout and went flying.
Noctis finds another plume of phoenix down in his pocket and crushes it. Some phoenixes must be better survivors than others. The owner of this one must be dead. ‘Come on,’ he says, clasping Prompto’s head in both hands and pressing their foreheads together. ‘Come on, don’t do this to me. Don’t do this to me.’ He turned to Gladio. ‘Another!’
'Stop it,' Gladio says. His expression is set like a funeral mask now, but his eyes are dark and haunted.
Noct turns his hands to Ignis, grabbing him and searching his jacket pockets. Ignis’ voice still sounds wrong, like he knows something he’s not telling.
'Can somebody please tell me what’s bloody well happened?'
'Nothing! Nothing’s fucking happened!' Noct turns back to Prompto with another phoenix down. He crushes it again, but the most powerful magic known outside the crystal still does nothing. He presses their foreheads together once more, bumping them hard. And again. Harder. He closes his eyes. This time the growl is his, not Gladio’s.
Oh. How touching. The young prince’s love for his dead friend. Perhaps I should have been more careful with him. Ardyn’s laugh turns Noct’s stomach.
'It’s a trick, isn’t it?' Noct yells at the air, two hands on the staff of the lance embedded in his best friend’s body. 'I fell for it again. How many times? How many times do I have to do this?!'
He held out for you, you know. Believed in his dearest friend until the very end. Even after you’d pushed him off a train. What a pity you couldn’t be there for him when he needed you the most.
Noctis knows that Prompto thinks he’s not brave, but he’s their lionheart. He’s the one who challenges his fears the most because he has so many, and who pushes his boundaries the most. He’s the one who lifts their spirits by singing bawdy songs into the night, who makes fun of himself so much that it feels churlish to do it more. He’s the one who would scream under torture, while Ardyn put a hole in his skull and jammed things up his nose. He’s the one who would grasp at the weapons in his chest with the last of his strength, trying to pull them out. He’s the one who wouldn’t pray to a god, but to Noctis himself.
A noise comes out of Noctis, one he didn’t know humans could make. As he pulls the lance from his friend’s body there’s more blood, and worse, but he’s hardly in the room anymore. Then it’s the daggers, the sword, and then there are hands on his shoulders, big hands, an arm around his neck, that familiar Ignis cologne. Stop, they tell him, stop. Noct tells himself that every time he replays his last memory of seeing his best friend alive. His hands had managed only a second to tell him the truths his eyes had kept secret; the familiar cut of the waistcoat and its pockets, the shape of the chest beneath them, the rattle of the poppers on his Crownsguard uniform as he shoved Prompto off the train.
Re: FILL: Re: Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-12-27 10:24 am (UTC)A fantastic fill that, after I've read it a few times, makes me want... EVEN MORE PAIN.
Re: FILL: Re: Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-12-27 12:39 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Re: Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-12-29 02:28 am (UTC)This is all so cruelly wonderful, I've read this at least three times over and I just adore your portrayal of Noct's denial. And just ignis KNOWING something's wrong and Noct refusing it all the same...
I cannot thank you enough for filling this!
Re: FILL: Re: Noctis/Prompto, finding Prompto's corpse
Date: 2017-12-29 12:15 pm (UTC)