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-FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE-
***BOOK TWO: FAMINE***

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A/n: As stated in the first book, you'll only be able to choose your name and eye color. Hair color is already determined due to which role of the Horsemen you take upon in said book. Hope you all enjoy! Love you all!!!
~✨Celestial✨~
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"Finally made it," Noctis sighed in relief after stepping off the boat and walking through the streets of Altissia.

Prompto had his camera at the ready for anything that caught his eye. He found himself enthralled by the beautiful city upon the water and was tempted to take a picture of everything. "I'm gonna need more space on my camera."

"Let's look around the city for a while. We could use a break," Noctis said.

"Indeed," Ignis agreed with the young prince.

Without a care in the world, Prompto dashed off in search of the most beautiful sights in all of Altissia. He was distracted by the numerous of stalls and what they offered. Many were brimming with gorgeous flowers while others sold little knickknacks.

When Prompto felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he lowered his camera and checked to see who was contacting him. It was a short text from Noctis.

Meet at the Leville when you're done

Prompto decided not to text back due to how excited he was to add more photos to his growing collection. He slid the device back into his pocket and took off, once again, with a joyful skip in his step.

While taking a picture of a fountain, the photographer felt something hit his shoe. Lowering his camera, he glanced down to see what had thumped against his boot. "What is that?" He bent down and picked up the golden, spherical object.

Eyes narrowed, he examined the glowing orb. It radiated with a bright yellow, but it wasn't overbearing. A small wisp of white pulsated inside the strange ornament and surged around the small space it was housed in, bouncing off the glass-like texture.

"You're the one, huh?" Prompto spun around at hearing the feminine voice and saw a girl in strange attire standing directly behind him.

He stumbled back in shock, nearly falling into the fountain. The girl quickly lunged out and grabbed the front of his shirt before he fell into the water. She pulled him back onto his feet and released him when he was steady.

Prompto swallowed nervously, unable to make eye contact with the beautiful girl in front of him. "T-Thanks..."

"You're welcome," she smiled sweetly in return. The sharpshooter felt his heart flutter at the kind, beautiful gesture and gulped nervously. He could feel his palms sweating just being in her presence.

When he remembered what she said when he turned around, he held out the orb. "This is yours, r-right?"

"Yeah, but..." She placed her hand over the object and pushed it towards his chest as it remained in his hand. "Could you hang on to it for me? I'd appreciate it."

"U-Uh, sure," he meekly responds. He placed the orb into his pocket and nervously fiddled with his camera.

"What's your name?" The golden-haired girl inquired.

"Prompto," the boy responded, finally being able to have some control of his voice. It cracked a little, but he looks up to see if the girl heard. Luckily, she didn't acknowledge it if she did.

"Nice to meet you, Prompto. I'm (Y/n)." She spotted the camera in his hand and pointed to it. "You're a photographer?"

"Um, yeah. But I'm not a professional," he said.

"May I?" She politely asked. Prompto handed his camera over, allowing her to browse through the numerous of photos from his journey so far. She sat down on the edge of the fountain and admired each and every shot. Her (e/c) eyes gleamed in astonishment, flabbergasted at the boy's skill. "Wow... And you said you aren't a professional photographer?"

"Yeah." Prompto sat beside (Y/n), who continued to scroll through the pictures.

"You're kidding, right? These are amazing," she complimented, tearing her eyes from the small screen to meet Prompto's gaze. "If you want, I can show you a few places where the view is amazing." Prompto didn't need to ponder his answer. He accepted her offer and the two departed from the fountain.

Hours passed and Prompto had been gifted the most beautiful sights Altissia had to offer thanks to (Y/n). Unbeknownst to the girl, the sharpshooter took her picture while she was occupied with watching the setting sun.

(Y/n) waved farewell to Prompto in front of the Leville before vanishing into the night. The giddy smile plastered to his face didn't budge as he found out from the desk clerk which room Noctis, Gladio, and Ignis were in.

The moment he set foot in the hotel room, Gladio noticed the smile glued to the younger boy's face. "What's with the weird smile?"

"Nothing," Prompto snappily replied, not wanting to tell the others about his day with (Y/n), especially knowing Gladio would brutally tease him until he was satisfied.

Noctis looked up from his phone as he laid down on the bed beside the window. "Something happened. You're just not tellin' us."

"Noct!" The blonde wailed.

"Tell us, blondie," the brute demanded.

"No!"

"A lady, perhaps?" Ignis pondered.

"N-No..." Prompto meekly declined.

Gladio grinned, knowing the tactician had hit the nail on the head by seeing the marksman's reaction. "Haven't been in Altissia for a day and you're already hitting it off with the ladies, huh?"

Prompto thumped his fingers against his camera, hesitant in revealing (Y/n) to his friends. "M-Maybe..."

"What's her name?" Noctis pried, sitting up and swinging his legs off the side of the bed.

"Not telling you," the blonde retorts smugly. "She's my very own goddess."

"We definitely need to find out who she is," Gladio guffawed.

"What about Cindy?" The prince asked. "Thought you had a crush on her."

Prompto moves across the room to sit on the end of the same bed as Noctis. "Cindy's married to her job. At least this girl actually wanted me to hang out with her."

"Wait..." Noctis stopped for a brief pause before continuing. "She asked you?"

The sharpshooter pouted, offended by his best friend's question. "Yeah! Why do you think no girl would want to ask me to hang out?"

"No reason," the raven-haired boy shrugged before laying back down.

"Bet you were a stuttering mess the entire time," the shield rebuttals with a chuckle.

"Only in the beginning..." Prompto responded under his breath for only his ears to hear. He placed his camera on the nightstand, ignoring the remaining comments from Gladio. He got ready for bed and was able to sleep soundly.

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A couple of days have passed since the royal retinue arrived in Altissia. They managed to find Maagho as Cid had told them about an old friend of his and Regis' who owns and runs the bar on the boat ride from Cape Caem to Altissia. While chatting with Weskham, the group had received an unexpected visit from Camelia Claustra, the first secretary of Accordo.

Camelia invited Noctis to her estate within the city to discuss the rite, which was scheduled for tomorrow. In fear of the empire attacking during the rite, the prince managed to strike a deal with the first secretary to ensure the safety of everyone.

Once satisfied, Noctis left the estate and saw Prompto was missing. "Hey, where's Prompto?"

"Wandered off to see his girlfriend," Gladio scoffed.

Noctis rolled his eyes with a sigh. "Guess we'll tell him when he gets back to the hotel."

On the other side of Altissia, Prompto and (Y/n) were enjoying each other's company. They were riding in a gondola, chatting about anything and everything that was on their minds.

The golden-haired girl crossed her legs, leaning against her knees as she sat across from the boy on the small boat. "So tell me, Prompto—have you heard the tale of the Four Horsemen?"

"Well, yeah. Why do you ask?" Prompto pondered.

"Oh," (Y/n) exhaled. "No particular reason. I was just simply curious."

The gondola came to a stop and the two hopped off the boat. They walked around the city for a few more hours before Prompto had to leave in order to meet the others at the Leville.

"Heyaz," Prompto greeted as he saw Noctis, Gladio, and Ignis sitting in the lobby.

"Not gonna invite your girlfriend to dinner with us?" Gladio teased with a grin.

"She's not my girlfriend," Prompto declared with a small hint of venom in his words. "Besides, she said she had other plans tonight." He wasn't very good at lying, but he hoped it was good enough to fool his friends.

"Eat now, talk later," Noctis groaned.

Ignis couldn't help but agree with the whining prince. "Yes. Let's."

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The next day, all hell broke loose during the rite. The empire arrived and the entire city was in chaos. With the wrath of Leviathan ravaging the city alongside the imperials, the citizens of Altissia were frightened and searching for a way out of the city. Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis were on evacuation detail, helping the citizens to the docks.

Noctis had rushed off to the altar, worried about Luna. The trio kept to their duties of escorting people to the boats while the prince took off into the destroyed streets of Altissia.

While ushering people to the docks, Prompto searched the sea of terrified faces for one person. When he didn't spot (Y/n) amongst the crowd, he pushed through the wave of bodies but was stopped when a hand gripped his arm. Yanked backwards, he saw Gladio glaring fiercely at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"(Y/n) isn't here! I'm gonna go find her!" He yelled back, determined to find the girl.

"It's suicide to go back into the city!"

Prompto yanked his arm out of the shield's grasp and ran through the crowd.

"Prompto!" Ignis bellowed, but the blonde ignored his cries.

In the streets of Altissia, Prompto searched the rubble and the remaining buildings that withstood the attacks of the Tidemother and the empire. He shouted (Y/n)'s name over and over again in a desperate attempt to find her.

The sound of hooves clacking against stone grabbed the marksman's attention. He turned around and saw a horse heading directly for him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Prompto feared the horse would trample him at how fast it was approaching.

When the black and white steed came to a sudden halt in front of him, Prompto's eyes widened in shock. Slowly, he reached out to pet the animal as it lowered its head. "What're you doing here, buddy?"

The horse neighed, nodding its head up and down. It walked in circles, clicking its hooves against the cracked pavement below.

"Limos!" A feminine voice yelled.

Prompto looked over his shoulder, peering through the smoke and debris. The girl he had been looking for was storming towards him. Her (e/c) eyes widened when she saw the sharpshooter. "Prompto? What're you doing here? It's dangerous!"

"Looking for you! A-Are you okay?" He asked in concern, noting the smudges of soot on her arms and face. "You need to get to the boats!"

"I'm fine, Prom," (Y/n) reassured him. "I'll explain everything later. For now, I need you to head to the boats. Remember that orb I gave you?"

Prompto patted his pocket and felt the spherical object. He was relieved to know he hadn't lost it. "Yeah."

"Good," she sighed in solace. "Take the orb in your hand and say my name."

"W-What?" He gasped in bewilderment.

"Like I said, I'll explain everything later. Right now, you've got people to save. I've got my hands full with imperial forces. I'll see you soon, Prompto."

"Wait!" (Y/n) hopped onto Limos' back and rode off before listening to the boy's protest. He tried to chase after her, but he was no match for the steed's speed.

Helplessly, Prompto glanced around at the piles of debris surrounding him. Over the radio, he heard Gladio talking to Ignis. The advisor and shield had been separated and the tactician headed to the altar to aid Noctis. He listened to their conversation before storming off to return to the docks.

Arriving back at the docks, Prompto realized all the citizens were evacuated. Gladio stood at the end of the port, watching the boats head to safety.

A loud explosion startled the blonde as his eyes darted up to the sky. One by one, the imperial dreadnoughts exploded into pieces, lighting up the dark and stormy sky. He felt his heart racing as he watched the pieces of the ships hurtling into the water. "What's happening?"

"Doesn't matter," Gladio spat. "What does is those imperial bastards are falling like flies. Whoever's behind the explosions is definitely on our side and I ain't complaining."

The two stared up at the sky, watching the storm slowly dissipate. The rain ceased and they exchanged looks before dashing off in the direction of the altar.

They discovered Noctis' and Ignis' bodies, rushing to their sides. While tending to them, the horse (Y/n) called "Limos" strode up and nuzzled her muzzle against Prompto's cheek. He glanced around, wondering if the girl was with the steed. When he saw no sign of her, he gently petted her. "You wanna help?"

Limos nodded and with a neigh, stepped away from the blonde and gestured to her back. Gladio supported Ignis' body as he made his way over, amber eyes wide in surprise. "Where'd the horse come from?"

"A friend," Prompto responded, grabbing ahold of Noctis. "She's here to help."

"Good," the shield sighed. "'Cause we're gonna need it."