A/N: This is set in a DA2 RP a friend and I are writing. In it, there are two sister Hawkes – Lucia and Katherine – who both become the Champions of Kirkwall. This vignette takes place after Anders destroys the Chantry and is told from his perspective.

I do not own Dragon Age 2 or the characters therein.

Day 1

That morning… I half expected to wake up dead. I expected the templars to rouse me with a sword through my heart. Or maybe to have Fenris crush it; that would've been fitting and somewhat ironic. Had Sebastian decided to come after me, I suspect there would've been an arrow between my eyes.

However, none of those things happened. I woke to the sun rising and slowly uncurled from my hiding spot. It was a small cave on the approach to the Bone Pit; an odd place to hide, but I didn't really have a choice. It was where I'd ran after…

Suddenly, the soreness that permeated my body didn't matter. Katherine told me to run, so I did. She would not let me be a martyr or a hero; I didn't protest because I deserved neither of those titles. I didn't deserve anything… not even my life.

But I never seem to get what I deserve.

I certainly didn't deserve Lucia.

Even after I'd used and betrayed her… she still cried for me and begged her sister not to kill me. Maker! Fenris had to hold her back as Katherine gave me her ultimatum.

"Leave. I will not make you a martyr, nor will I allow you to be a hero."

Then, she had whispered in my ear, so quiet that only I could hear her words. To anyone else, it would look like she was threatening me further, but that wasn't the case.

"We're meeting with Isabela's ship on the Wounded Coast in seven days' time. If you can put aside your need for vengeance, then you can come with us."

Why had she said that? I think she was just thinking of her sister. Katherine had never been overly fond of me, but Lucia…

That first morning, after I'd done the unforgivable and run away like a coward, as my mind woke up from the fog of sleep, I sank to my knees and cried. How could I have done that to Lucia? Did it even matter now?

No one answered my questions, and Justice remained blessedly silent.