Dragon age origins chapter 1
Disclaimer most of what I write in here (characters, monsters, words, places, etc) will not belong to me. Instead the rights go to Bioware and any other company or third party that may have been involved in the creation of this wonderful game. The only exceptions to this is any of my own OC's and events that happen that were not in the game.
Rated T
Violence, mildly inappropriate language, alcohol usage, and other things.
Chapter 1: Pilot
The sun was setting as I drove down the blacktop. As I, Connor Leawood, looked up at my surroundings which was a blur of mostly green and brown, probably trees and other foliage, I thought about the day I've been having.
For the most part I would've considered it pleasant. The only downside being the distance I had to drive to get from point A to point B. Most the day I had spent at the Renaissance Festival. I had dressed up as a kind of commoner although I did have a sheath on my belt. I had left my sword and scabbard at home and wisely so. They weren't allowing any metal objects into the festival itself even if it was or was not blunt.
I was clothed in a green tunic with a brown tabard like piece of clothing. Near the neck was a hood that wasn't very well-made but it past for "acceptable" in the time I was given to make it. My pants were green as well but rather then medieval style they look more like cargo pants. (Probably because they were but I didn't have anything else so it was what I went with.)
The rest of my outfit was pretty generic as far as a makeshift medieval outfit. But I guess I was dwelling too much from my recent activity. Because I hadn't noticed that clouds were beginning to form at an unusually fast rate above me as I drove.
It was probably the glint of the sun, or rather the lack thereof that set off of warning in my head. I looked up and inclined my head slightly forward so I can get a better look at the clouds above me. There was a sudden green flash that cause me to jump in my seat. I felt the restraint of my seatbelt against my shoulder as my car suddenly started to rumble as if I was driving off-road.
It wasn't too hard for me to regain control of the vehicle. However I was still dazed and for some reason hadn't slowed down at all. "Was that... Lightning." I thought aloud to myself. A resounding crash was heard throughout my vehicle that caused my ears to ring.
With my left hand I held my head as I shook it. My right was still on the wheel, more or less keeping me on the road. However when I looked up I slammed on the brakes.
It was too late though, I heard the screeching tires or maybe it was the screams of what I hit, but there was a sickening thud and a clang of metal on metal as the pedestrian and I collided.
The car came to a sudden stop and for at least 30 seconds I didn't move. My breathing was heavy and quick as what I can only assume was adrenaline being pumped through my veins.
I cursed, waited a few seconds then cursed again, this time louder. "I hit someone!" I yelled to myself, or maybe it was to God. I moved my hands to the buckle of my seat belt and swiftly yet clumsily undid the bind with a click.
I practically flew from the car but stumbled and with my right arm caught myself on the side of the door. I slowly inched myself to the front of the vehicle. I could feel myself trembling but didn't try to stop. I just closed my eyes and move my head so I'd be peering over the side of the car. I open them and took in the horrific scene.
There laid a large broken body collapsed in front of my car. The man's right leg was crushed under my left tire and I'm pretty sure I saw a bone sticking out of his right arm.
The sun was still out. albeit only a little, and were I thinking clearly I would've wondered where all those dark storm clouds went. However I was more concerned with the body laying before me.
I felt my breathing increase, I tried to calm down. I took a deep breath let it out I took another one this one deeper but instead of a breath exiting my lungs, a curse left my throat. (Actually it was more like five but that didn't matter.)
"No! No! No! No! nono! nononono!" I wasn't sure if I was muttering this or screaming it. "No I killed someone!" My voice was shaky just like my hand as I reached into my pocket. I tried to produce my phone but it fell from my hand. I would've tried to pick it up but a garbled grunt stopped me.
I looked at my victim and saw a white foam start to come out of his mouth. It was now that I actually got a good look at him. Definitely male, middle aged, he was also wearing chainmail? This was what confused me. True I just came from the Renaissance Festival and half the people there was wearing some form of armor be it leather or metal, but I was a good, long distance away from there and this was Definitely out of place.
He also reeked, If I had to describe the smell it would be like 'rancid meat mixed with some broccoli that had been mixed together and kept in a container for a week in the sun and then was just opened. It brought tears to my eyes as my nose dealt with the offending odor.
There was another gurgling sound that came from the throat of the man. I moved in a little closer but I must've jumped 5 feet back and almost landed on my rear, when the man's eyes snapped open. His head moved to the left and the right and seem to sniff the air before fixing his gaze on me. He bolted up and if not for my tire pinning his right leg to the ground he might actually have made it towards me.
A "rah gurgle" rose from him and it almost sounded like he was drowning.
It was then that I realize just how messed up this man was. His skin was pale as a sheet of paper and in the spots where it was remotely ordinary I saw flesh peeling off. Some of his teeth we're sticking out of his lower lip, piercing through flesh. His eyes were mostly white save the pupils. They were small but seemed to dilate after seeing me.
He or rather "it" coughed a few times and black blood flew at the ground between us. The "thing" flung it's arms around before collapsing again. He stared at me like I was prey and there we sat for just a few moments. Then with one more gurgling cough and a bit more blood it's eyes glossed over and it passed out.
I, who was still very terrified, stood stalk still just listening to the heavy breaths of the thing in front of me.
I finally shook my head rapidly and came to my wits. My hand went to my pocket to feel for my phone when I remembered that I had dropped it. The last of the sun light helped me find it in the dirt.
I held it up and turned it on. I slid it to the right and dialed 911. I held it up to my ear and waited as it rang...
I waited. there is a click but instead of the phrase "911 what's your emergency?" That I was expecting. I got three beeps each rising in pitch and then a woman's voice saying, "sorry the number that you have dialed is unavailable at this time. Please try again later."
"What on earth?" I muttered and tried again. The same result happened. I tried 3 more times before the phone just cut out.
I held it out so I could see the screen. The image of a clear battery that had been drained of all it's green, yellow, and red "power marks" for lack of a better word, showed on the screen for just a second or two before it turned black.
In an act of confused rage I chucked the phone across the field into the grass where I heard a loud crack that made me flinch. There was a beat in time and I realized my mistake. I could've charge the phone in the car that was still running but I tossed it.
I started to move in the direction where I threw it but then the thing in front of my car began to twitch violently. His eyes snapped open again although they looked far off. He reached up into the sky and tried to get up again falling back on his broken arm. I don't even think he knew I was there anymore he let out one last yelp before plopping back onto the ground with a thump. Then he took one last shaky, heavy breath before he stopped breathing and died.
I waited silently for five seconds, then ten, then twenty. Finally I decided to move
Just stay safe I went around the back in the car and out into the dark brush where I thought I saw my phone land. I found it with the assistance of the cars headlights still being on. however my spirits plummeted when I picked it up.
I must of had a stronger throwing arm than I thought. Because as my luck would have it I had managed to throw it just perfectly with enough force that when it struck a rock the phone had split in two.
I felt as if I was going to cry for a moment, but reminded myself that if I were to cry it would mean that I had resigned defeat. Instead I stood and Shakily made it back to my car both pieces of the phone in hand. I toss them into the passenger seat and got in the driver seat without closing the door.
"Alright so assessment time." I muttered too myself. "So this" I paused. "Person is" another pause. "dead, I have no ways to contact anyone, and the sun has just set." I spoke slowly to myself. "Perhaps I can back track. There is a road not to far from here that will lead to a town. Maybe I can use a phone in the gas station?"
My reasoning was surprisingly calm and logical for a man who had just committed involuntary manslaughter, if what I had just killed was indeed a man. I stuck my head out of the open door back the way I came. My tail lights gave an erie glow in the night, but the moon was giving enough light to see where I was looking.
"What? Where did-" I mumbled in confusion. The blacktop I was just on was gone and in its place a dirt trail barely the width of my car. "Where the _ am I?!" I cursed. "Great add lost to the list of growing concerns!" I almost spat at no one in particular. (Mainly cause I'm alone.)
I looked in front of me. The headlights made it easier to see in the growing darkness. "Maybe if I follow this road I will find someone." I reasoned with myself.
I felt uncertain and thinking about what to do with the body wasn't helping. I didn't have a shovel and if this man was indeed... Well a man. Then he had some sort of disease and I sure as rain didn't want to get it.
...
I finally decided to leave him and come back later with the authorities. Although I wasn't so ure how to go about remembering where I left him so just in case I spent about 25 minutes, give or take, finding large rocks with the help of the car lights and piling them on top of the man. After backing off of him of course.
I used a stick to mark the poorly constructed grave and tied a handkerchief onto the top of the stick. "Here lies Randall." I said quietly. It wasn't meant as a joke. It just didn't feel right to put a nameless man to rest, so I kinda gave him one. A name that is.
I got in my car and began to drive for a while. Hoping to find at least some civilization in this wilderness.
...
"What is it now?!" I practically screamed at the automobile. The gas gage was just at half not ten minutes ago, and yet the car is sputtering and the gas gage is reading empty.
I got out of the unmoving car and glanced at it and with the help of the moon I caught a glint. A trail behind my car. I moved to study it and realized what the problem was. "The gas tank was leaking." I face palmed and shook my head which was cradled in my hand.
I bent down and even though I couldn't see very well in the dark I managed to make out what looked like a sword, stuck in the undercarriage of my car.
"Sonofa-" I stood and got back into the car. "Am I just the one guy in this universe who can't get a brake?" I asked the air around me. I got no answer and just muttered something about how I would gladly trade my life for that of the most screwed over of misfits.
I closed the door and laid my head down on the wheel. I remember grumbling but that's all before I woke the next morning...
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(Author's note)
So what an interesting start. This is my second fanfic but the first didn't do too well in my opinion. Luckily I think I've got a lot more to work with here with this than my last one so I think this one will actually receive a full story. I'm willing to put forth my best if you are willing to give me a chance!
If you feel I did something wrong feel free to tell me. At any part of the story you feel was too inaccurate or just doesn't fit at all just say so, however some of this will be intentional although I will avoid this as much as possible. Also if you just feel like encouraging me feel free to do that too.
If you find misspelled words or Improper grammar please write a review with the Entire sentence copied and pasted. So yeah thanks in advance because I'm sure that we will find many grammar mistakes in the near future.
Side note to those of you who don't already know, yes the man Connor killed with his car was indeed a darkspawn.
Now I have the first few chapters already planned and a bit of drafting is done but I have school to worry about so don't expect me to be spewing these out. Then again I doubt that I'd be able to do that even without school.