" Maybe we should stock up on some potions and stuff," Prompto suggested as the four brothers got out of the car. Noctis smiled cockily.

" Good idea, you're actually being helpful for a change." He told Prompto, Prompto seeming a bit hurt by the comment.

" For a change?! What's that supposed to mean?!" He asked accusingly. Ignis sighed as he straightened his glasses.

" Sadly, our funds won't cover enough potions to continue farther. We have enough for one more job." Ignis told the group, Gladio nodding.

" Then it's settled," He told them. " We're just gonna have to use those on a bounty and use the reward for more than we have." Prompto grinned wildly.

" And if we can score enough, maybe we'll have enough for an actual bed!" He bounced up to Noct, grinning at him " What do you say, Noct? Do you think we can sleep in a Motel tonight?" Noctis hummed in response.

" Well see how much leftover gil we have left, then decide," Noctis told the blonde, Prompto seeming satisfied with the response. The four walked into the Crows Nest only to find a crazy situation forced upon them.

" WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M TOO YOUNG?!" A rather short, tiny girl squeaked with her helium-pitched voice. She crossed her arms as she puffed out her cheeks in anger, her cheeks turning red. Noctis was about to move in when Ignis stopped him. Lesson 1: Always gather Intel on the situation.

She had brown eyes along with dark brown hair with peach colored highlights that reached down to her waist. She had lightly tan skin and a skinny body. She wore a red shirt and a black leather jacket, along with a black beanie and black fingerless gloves. She was wearing light brown glasses, her eyesight must be bad. She had a black skirt that reached just above her knees and black leather boots that reached just bellow her knees. Her image almost seemed wintry, something that piped Noctis's interest. It was the middle of summer after all, wasn't she hot?

A man with an apron stared down at her. " You have to be 16 to participate in bounties. Come back when your older." He told her, the girl boiling with anger. She, however, kept her cool and forced a smile.

" Sir..." She said slowly and dangerously. " I am 16... I have my I.D right here..." She motioned to the said I.D, the man. He did not seem satisfied.

" That must be a fake. Your way too much of a shrimp to be 16." That's what made her snap. She leaped on the counter, preparing to tackle the man to the floor.

That's when Gladio held her back. The girl's eyes widened as she looked at him. He had absolutely no shirt on, just a jacket. He also wore black pants and black shoes, his black hair tied back. Behind him, came three others, one with black hair and the other two blondes.

" S-sorry." The girl bowed her head at the man, the man scratching his head. The musclier man helped the girl to the ground.

" Mind telling us what's going on here?" The black haired man with fewer muscles, as he raised his eyebrow.

" That man won't give me the job I want." The girl huffed as she crossed her arms. " I need the money, and I'm legally qualified."

" Legally?" The man hummed. " Looks to me you have an illegal I.D card."

" Look, I'll just get you the job then." The black haired man told the girl. " You complete it, give it to me and I'll give you the money. Easy." The girl raised an eyebrow.

" What's the catch?" She asked him, the man sighed as he crossed his arms.

" The catch is that you have to tell me your name." He told her. " Mine's Noctis Lucis Caelum. The musclier one is Gladio, the blonde over there is Prompto and the one with glasses is Ignis."

" Mines Mogan..." The girl squeaked quietly. Noctis nodded, seeming satisfied. He pointed to the choices on the diner's menu. There was a page specific for bounties someone could take part in.

" I already know which one I want," Mogan told Noctis. She motioned outside - midnight was approaching quickly. " It's getting dark out so I'll pick a night one. The lowest night one is a level 25. Should be good enough for me." Mogan told him, Prompto giving her a look.

" What level are you?" Prompto asked her, Mogan shrugging.

In the world of this Fanfiction, high-class hunters judge the monsters on a scale of 1 to 99 based on how strong they are. Each hunter starts at level one, but as they defeat more and more monsters, they begin to have enough experience to level up. This system was created so fewer deaths would occur for the hunters. Most hunters don't battle monsters above their level, however, some do to gain experience quicker than usual.

" Level 17, but I have enough potions and stuff to survive." The four gave Mogan a baffled look but said nothing on the matter.

" Look, I'll be fine. Sure my bounty class is level one and I'm only a level 17, but I'm a high-class mage. Most people of my blood are." Mogan explained, the chef nodding as he took out the flyer.

" There's no rule against someone quantifiable to get the quest for you, so I can't stop you. Just stay safe, and avoid the Daemons." The chef told Mogan, Mogan grinning at him.

" Got it." She told him before taking the flyer and exited the diner. She felt perfectly fine until she reached outside the diner.

She hummed in happiness. " Gil, gil, gil, oh yes beautiful gil, I most certainly am not afraid of the dark oh no I am not." She took out the map and studied it.

" Okay, were supposed to be arriving at the spot shortly, just outside a cave..." She continued to hum as she reached the spot. As soon as she did so, four little goblins sprouted to life and grinned wickedly at her.

" Alright! Just defeat these little guys and get my cash!" That's when a thought hit her. " Wait... weren't there supposed to be six of you?"

In the bushes, two crept up from behind her. Mogan's eyes widened as she turned around, but it was too late. Those little bastards pounced on top of her and took her tumbling to the ground.

" Nrg... Get off of me!" Mogan cried as she squirmed, wrenching the little guy's claws off of her. The other four lunged, stealing her potions and ethers.

" Hey! Give em back!" Mogan clawed at the dirt, trying to pull herself toward the Goblin. However, the Goblin just hissed and looked at her in interest. It was then, that Mose felt quite distraught. The Goblin grabbed her glasses, snatching them off her face. Mogan winced, the enemies hands too close to her face for comfort.

The Goblin put on the glasses and cackled loudly, as he ran into the cave, the other Goblin's following. Mogan stumbled to her feet and ran toward the cave.

" Get back here!" She screamed. God, the world was so blurry. If she went inside, she would probably never find her way back out.

That's when the sound of a chainsaw pierced her ears.

" ...That's not a sound a little goblin's supposed to make..." She squeaked as she looked at the figure's giant size. An Iron Gate. Mogan knew this daemon based on the sound it was making.

" N-nice monster..." She stuttered nervously. The monster roared as it charged at her, raising its sword as Mogan squinted her eyes.

How far away is the sword? How big is it? Should I jump left or right? That's when the sword dug deep into her left leg.

...Crap

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