It was cold, too cold, even for Ferelden. And there was sand , lots of sand. But they didn't care, since all 3 of the fresh hollows are unconscious. A large purple-scaled dragon named Alistair had a skull that has a purple cross on it as his mask, a red-furry bull named Oghren who was smaller than the dragon, but was larger than a regular bull with a red-striped bull skull as his mask, and then there was the green-feathered griffon named Merrill, she too was smaller than the dragon, but was larger than the bull, she had a mask that covered her beak and her face with green stripes. Soon, all 3 of the fresh hollows will wake up to a world that is not the Fade, but they will wake up to a world that will take them on an adventure that has no Mages or Templars. But it will have Arrancars and Hollows.
Alistair, the dragon, was the first to gain consciousness. He stretched and then wiggled in the sand, feeling the coldness of a trillion pieces of small rocks. And began to get up with his four clawed-feet with ease, as if it was his first time being a dragon.
"Ehh, dear Andraste, what happened?" Alistair yawned, as he began to slowly open his brown eyes with black slits. He soon looked around himself to find that he is in a desert.
"Oh, I woke up in a de-" Alistair was cut off when he saw what has become of his arms, and his legs, and his body. He found himself to be a purple dragon with a skull as a mask and a hole on his soft belly, which nearly gave him a heart attack, if it wasn't for the fact that it was probably the 4th scariest that happened to him. The others are somethings that he would like-no, love to forget.
"Oh no, I became a dragon... I think I did." Alistair said, as he looked down to make sure he didn't become a High Dragon. "Oh good, I still have it." He chuckled to himself, cracking a slight smile that you would able to see if he didn't have a mask. But it soon disappeared when he remembered Oghren and Merrill, and quickly looked behind him, to see two other large creatures. One being a bull with a hole on it's back which Alistair assumed to be Oghren because it was red like Oghren's beard and his hair. The other one was a griffon who had a hole too, which was on it's lower back, which Alistair also assumed was Merrill, since Merrill was part of the Dalish, and the Dalish were all about the color green as if it was a god, or goddess.
Thirty minutes later, after examining Oghren and Merrill, Alisatir decided to get them to safety, since this desert seemed like the type that would not take prisoners. So he barely managed to get both of them on his back, since he had to put his long neck under each of them in order to get on his back, and soon began his way up north, or which he assumed to be north, and began his journey to find anyone, or anything, to help them.
Two hours passed as both Ohgren and Merrill both woke up to find themselves in a cave, and that they were both cuddled up next to each other as if they were brother and sister. They soon both got up in such quick haste and began to panic, with Oghren running around and smashing boulders in his way, and with Merrill hiding in a corner with fear as she watched the crazy red bull that was smashing everything in his way. Alistair heard the commotion outside of the cave, where he was guarding it, and began to make his into the cave, only to find scene which is something he would find children doing. Alistair sighed, and soon pinned Ohgren down with only one of his claws in order to restrain him, and looked at Merrill who looked up after hearing Ohgren not doing anything. But instead of having a calmed nature, she was soon overwhelmed with even more fear when she saw a large dragon that was pinning Ohgren down, and began to coward in the corner which is what she was doing earlier.
"No, no, Merrill, it's me, Alistair." He said, in order to calm down the Elven griffon. Merrill soon looked up after hearing the soothing voice of one of her friends. And got up, but she struggled to walk on all fours, and soon fell down when she was a couple of feet away
"Heh, that's adorable." Alistair chuckled, seeing Merrill walking like a new born child. Or griffon.
"Hey, what about me?!" Alistair heard, and looked down at the small red bull that was everyone's favorite drunk dwarf. "Do you mind getting off of me as if I'm some sort of a Nug, Alistair, even if you are him!" Oghren yelled as he struggled under Alistair's claw.
"Do you promise to calm sown Oghren?" Alistair asked.
"Yes, whatever you want, just stop treating me like a Nug!" Oghren answered as he began to relax while Alistair released him. He soon struggled to get up as Merrill did in the same way too.
After getting a feel for it, Merrill and Oghren both followed Alistair through the desert wasteland as he explains of how he thinks they're dead since all 3 of them were caught in a battle between Mages and Templars, and that they became creatures that have holes and masks.
"So if we're dead, then shouldn't we have just gone into the Fade or something." Oghren asked, even though he knew that dwarves can't go into the Fade, except for those two times, one being at the Circle of Magi in Ferelden, and the other being in the Blackmarsh.
"Maybe we did go into the Fade, just a different part of it." Merrill said, even though it's a low probability.
"I don't think that's the case Mer-" Alistair said as he was cut off from an extremely loud, horrendous roar behind them. Without hesitation, Ohgren, Merrill, and Alistair turned behind them to see 3 other creatures. One being a scorpion with a blue exoskeleton, a buffalo with grey fur, and a bear with black fur. All 3 of them were larger than what bears, buffalos, and scorpions were suppose to look like.
"Well well, we appear to have stumbled across fresh blood boys." Said the scorpion which appeared to be female.
"And all three of them look scrumptious." The grey buffalo mentioned with a sadistic voice.
"I call the green one!" The black bear yelled with rage, but it wasn't as near as the rage that Oghren would use in his voice sometimes.
"Hey! What did we ever do to all three of you?" Alistair asked with his humorous demeanor. "Look, it would nice if all of you told us were we are and what we have become before all of you eat us with your smelly mouths."
"Fine, all three of you are dead, and all of you became hollows, and all of you are in Hueco Mundo. A land of desert, stone, and trees made out of quartz." Explained the blue, female scorpion with a rather annoyed voice, probably because Alistair is keeping her from her daily meal. "But that doesn't matter now, since all three of you are going to die right here, right now." And just then, the scorpion signaled the buffalo to charge at Alistair. But as soon as it was going to make contact, Oghren smashed into the buffalo with his horns and pushed a good twenty feet, leaving a trail of crimson blood after them.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!" The hollow buffalo screamed from the amount of pain that Ohgren delivered to it before he threw it to the side. It was also the last thing to come out of it's mouth, other than blood. Oghren then felt an overwhelming urge of... hunger just by looking at all of the blood that he spilled, and then just... began to feast upon the great grey buffalo.
Alistair looked at the horror fest that was unfolding upon his eyes, thinking of what is Oghren doing, or why he is doing it more likely. But before he could say anything, he saw the bear hollow charging at Oghren while he was feasting on the buffalo hollow, screaming something about I'm gonna kill you for doing you fat cow or something.
"Oh no you don't!" Merrill screamed as she swooped down upon the bear hollow and knocked upon it's back with a flap of her wings that was probably strong enough to move Shale a couple of inches. Before it could even realize of what just happened, Merrill then landed on it's soft, squishy belly, and began to tear it open with her yellow talons, successfully killing it during the process. She too began to lose herself to the urge to devour the hollow, this time due to looking inside the new opening that she created. Without hesitation, she began to peck inside the opening to tear out pieces of meat.
"Oh sick!" Alistair yelled while looking away from the scene of what savages could only do, but apparently even those who you know in love can even succumb to such acts. But, Alistair soon spotted the female scorpion hollow, who 'caused all of this, slowly walking away from the horrible battle, trying to escape before she gets devoured too.
Alistair wasn't going to allow that.
He soon lifted himself off of the sand and into the air with a single flap of his wings, and made his towards the scorpion hollow, who was already running from Alistair she saw him begin his flight, but she wasn't quick enough.
Alistair quickly caught up to her and snatched her between his jaws. He soon landed with a blue scorpion hollow in his mouth struggling to free it's self before Alistair does something irrational.
"Heh-Now now, we w-wouldn't want you to become like of your friends now, would we?" The female scorpion hollow pleaded while stuttering, trying to be as reasonable as possible.
"... Nope." Alistair simply stated with a sadistic, blood-curdling voice. He then snapped it in half with a powerful, steel-crunching bite.
Alistair looked at Merrill and Oghren after what they did in that battle, eating the remains of their enemies in order to become more stronger, more faster, more powerful. But they had to do it, they did it in order to survive, so that they can live to fight again. They also learned on that day, that this place called Hueco Mundo, is not Thedas nor is it not the Fade.
They learned that it is something for, more, worst...