FFVersusXIII: Recidivus
Title: Recidivus
Fandom: Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Characters: Noctis/Stella
Prompt: #32 Return ( Lammybug's Prompt List)
Word Count: 1,076
Rating: T
Summary: Someone waits and plans the inevitable.
Disclaimer: For entertainmemt purposes only.
Notes: This takes place after the climactic events in the Eclipse Series verse. I have also posted a cast list/playbill of all the characters within these universes on my LJ at the suggestion of iskra_revoir. :)
Additional Notes: Recidivus is Latin for "Returning, Restored".
Recidivus
Some would say this was her just rewards for interfering. Some would say that this was to be expected. She would say that it was just forestalling the inevitable. When was immortal, one had plenty of time to wait, think and plan. This especially held true when the immortal was trapped and had nothing else to do but those three things. After the initial rage had ended, it was time to be reflective. Not only was she trapped in a portal that could not be found by the human eye, she was caught within the realms of dreaming and waking. Banished, trapped and forced to sleep for an indefinite time, once again. Two times now, Noctis has managed to successfully throw her towards the realm of imprisonment. He did this after she had offered herself to him. Twice! First, she had offered herself as a mother to the silly natural one he had just lost as a boy. Second, she had offered herself as the lover that, that girl could never be. Still, he had refused her. He refuses her still. One could say this made her a bit peckish in response.
Who dared refuse a goddess? Not once, but twice? Noctis. Noctis, the dark prince that had seemed born to be hers. Which made him all the more interesting to her. In her time, as long as it had been already, it had not been very hard to seduce a puny mortal. It had always been easy to read what they desired most and she had always chosen just the right enticement to ensnare them to her will. True, some initially refused but eventually, they all gave in to her. She had an excellent track record in that regard. Perhaps she had become too cocky, too self assured that he would not refuse. It had not even occurred to her that that little boy would refuse her. She had known from the beginning that Noctis was special. There was just something about him that had her turning her attentions towards him. Even at so young an age, he possessed something that no mortal before him had. It was hard to define and hard to give a name to. All she did know was that it meant power. So naturally, she wanted him.
It had not been her original intention to kill his parents but she cannot say that she was sad when they had been disposed of by her faithful followers of the Mysterium. Her hopes back then, had been to raise him to the man that she could control. He would be her weapon against any who would stand in her way. He would have been her right hand of Death. Through him, lives would be stolen too soon and make her realm of death the most powerful than the one of life. He had the power to do it for her where she could not have done it herself. Death, ironically, could not directly kill anyone. This did not stop her from planning the demise of many, but it did cut back the amount she would have originally claimed. She knew that eventually, everyone had to die, but that did not stop her from causing their deaths sooner. She was selfish afterall. So Noctis would have been set forth to do what she could not do herself. He would have been magnificent and her more precious possession.
Her plan had almost worked this time. She had been close. So close! Noctis should have finally been the instrument of war he had refused to be when he was younger. Instead, he had chosen peace again. What a disgusting word that was. Peace. It was boring. It was mundane. It was a waste. Noctis was the biggest waste of all. He who had such power would use it to bring about a stale world instead of the violent, delightful world that she had wanted him to create. She is certain he has married that girl too. That girl that he thought he loved so much. That girl that he had preferred over her! He would bring peace to the world with that girl at his side. He was her biggest disappointment as well as her biggest obsession. An obsession that as grown from mild interest to intense jealousy.
She did love him in her way. There was something remarkably charming in the way he constantly defied her. True, she was very put out with him the first time he had thrown her through the portal. When she had been released and seen how he had grown in power and in stature, she had not sought vengeance in the hopes that she could still sway him. Now, she was planning her revenge. Her revenge, however, did not include killing Noctis. She still could not kill, but she could do other things. Cleverness was always one of her best attributes. It was only that she found herself distracted by her weakness for Noctis that she had lost sight of herself. True, her main goal all along had been to use him to bring the world out of the cold war it had frozen itself into all those long, listless years. She was a liar by nature, but she could truthfully admit to herself that her feelings for him clouded her better judgment. Which made him the challenge and thereby, the motivation that would further drive her to her goal.
Etro still had hopes of winning Noctis. She just wanted to wait and let the dreams that trapped her, center around him. That beloved figure that taunted her with his rejection. What a sting his rejection was, but that would only make her eventual victory that much sweeter. She would not always be trapped. There would always be a faithful follower who would try and release her. They did it before. She has no doubts that they will again. She also knows that Noctis knows this too. There is no doubt in her mind that he would do anything within his power to keep her here, but he cannot keep her here forever. She dreams of that time. That moment when she would be awoken and released again. Then she could exact her revenge. Her return would be victorious and then, she would not fail. She would have Noctis at last. It was only a matter of time.
Fandom: Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Characters: Noctis/Stella
Prompt: #32 Return ( Lammybug's Prompt List)
Word Count: 1,076
Rating: T
Summary: Someone waits and plans the inevitable.
Disclaimer: For entertainmemt purposes only.
Notes: This takes place after the climactic events in the Eclipse Series verse. I have also posted a cast list/playbill of all the characters within these universes on my LJ at the suggestion of iskra_revoir. :)
Additional Notes: Recidivus is Latin for "Returning, Restored".
Recidivus
Some would say this was her just rewards for interfering. Some would say that this was to be expected. She would say that it was just forestalling the inevitable. When was immortal, one had plenty of time to wait, think and plan. This especially held true when the immortal was trapped and had nothing else to do but those three things. After the initial rage had ended, it was time to be reflective. Not only was she trapped in a portal that could not be found by the human eye, she was caught within the realms of dreaming and waking. Banished, trapped and forced to sleep for an indefinite time, once again. Two times now, Noctis has managed to successfully throw her towards the realm of imprisonment. He did this after she had offered herself to him. Twice! First, she had offered herself as a mother to the silly natural one he had just lost as a boy. Second, she had offered herself as the lover that, that girl could never be. Still, he had refused her. He refuses her still. One could say this made her a bit peckish in response.
Who dared refuse a goddess? Not once, but twice? Noctis. Noctis, the dark prince that had seemed born to be hers. Which made him all the more interesting to her. In her time, as long as it had been already, it had not been very hard to seduce a puny mortal. It had always been easy to read what they desired most and she had always chosen just the right enticement to ensnare them to her will. True, some initially refused but eventually, they all gave in to her. She had an excellent track record in that regard. Perhaps she had become too cocky, too self assured that he would not refuse. It had not even occurred to her that that little boy would refuse her. She had known from the beginning that Noctis was special. There was just something about him that had her turning her attentions towards him. Even at so young an age, he possessed something that no mortal before him had. It was hard to define and hard to give a name to. All she did know was that it meant power. So naturally, she wanted him.
It had not been her original intention to kill his parents but she cannot say that she was sad when they had been disposed of by her faithful followers of the Mysterium. Her hopes back then, had been to raise him to the man that she could control. He would be her weapon against any who would stand in her way. He would have been her right hand of Death. Through him, lives would be stolen too soon and make her realm of death the most powerful than the one of life. He had the power to do it for her where she could not have done it herself. Death, ironically, could not directly kill anyone. This did not stop her from planning the demise of many, but it did cut back the amount she would have originally claimed. She knew that eventually, everyone had to die, but that did not stop her from causing their deaths sooner. She was selfish afterall. So Noctis would have been set forth to do what she could not do herself. He would have been magnificent and her more precious possession.
Her plan had almost worked this time. She had been close. So close! Noctis should have finally been the instrument of war he had refused to be when he was younger. Instead, he had chosen peace again. What a disgusting word that was. Peace. It was boring. It was mundane. It was a waste. Noctis was the biggest waste of all. He who had such power would use it to bring about a stale world instead of the violent, delightful world that she had wanted him to create. She is certain he has married that girl too. That girl that he thought he loved so much. That girl that he had preferred over her! He would bring peace to the world with that girl at his side. He was her biggest disappointment as well as her biggest obsession. An obsession that as grown from mild interest to intense jealousy.
She did love him in her way. There was something remarkably charming in the way he constantly defied her. True, she was very put out with him the first time he had thrown her through the portal. When she had been released and seen how he had grown in power and in stature, she had not sought vengeance in the hopes that she could still sway him. Now, she was planning her revenge. Her revenge, however, did not include killing Noctis. She still could not kill, but she could do other things. Cleverness was always one of her best attributes. It was only that she found herself distracted by her weakness for Noctis that she had lost sight of herself. True, her main goal all along had been to use him to bring the world out of the cold war it had frozen itself into all those long, listless years. She was a liar by nature, but she could truthfully admit to herself that her feelings for him clouded her better judgment. Which made him the challenge and thereby, the motivation that would further drive her to her goal.
Etro still had hopes of winning Noctis. She just wanted to wait and let the dreams that trapped her, center around him. That beloved figure that taunted her with his rejection. What a sting his rejection was, but that would only make her eventual victory that much sweeter. She would not always be trapped. There would always be a faithful follower who would try and release her. They did it before. She has no doubts that they will again. She also knows that Noctis knows this too. There is no doubt in her mind that he would do anything within his power to keep her here, but he cannot keep her here forever. She dreams of that time. That moment when she would be awoken and released again. Then she could exact her revenge. Her return would be victorious and then, she would not fail. She would have Noctis at last. It was only a matter of time.