Chapter 1

Hawke stared deeply into the dark shade of night that was painted across the never-ending sky. This was her favorite moment of the day, the part of the day were she could just lay down in the dark green grass and not fight to protect her teammates lives. The silence was beautiful and it felt good too.

The silence didn't last long because she could hear Ander's footsteps crunching fallen leaves and stomping over rocks. "Hey Hawke" he whispered sitting down next to her but before he could finish his thoughts she spoke "isn't it beautiful?" she asked now looking him in his hazel eyes. "It is" he said now supporting himself on his two elbows, leaning back he continued "but not as beautiful as you". Of course Hawke made no response and continued looking up into the sky until he spoke what was on his mind "What do you like so much about it Hawke?"

"I don't know," she answered "maybe it's because it's the one time of day where I don't have to constantly fight to protect you fools". He laughed and then it became very silent. "You understand what beholds us tomorrow with old 'broody' right?" now it was her turn to laugh "yes I do Anders but thank you, you know we have to deal with Hadriana for him before he becomes obsessed". "Do you like him Hawke?"

That was freaky

"What?!" she was surprised and a little bit freaked out, where did that come from. "It's just the way you look at him, with those big beautiful luminous river blue eyes" "We are just friends Anders"

It was far from the truth.

He looked at her suspiciously but he returned back to the comments on how much fighting they would probably do tomorrow. It was a relief to her but she did not make any movement for him to think that.

A few hours later…

Hawke was surprised when she was walking upstairs to go to bed to see Fenris leaning against the corridor wall. When she entered the corridor he directed his attention toward her. "Hello Hawke, I just came up here to thank you for your help for tomorrow's mission" "no problem, anything to help you concentrate better"

It was more than just that, but she didn't say the other thoughts that lingered in her mind.

He smiled and left.

That was quick she thought, now heading toward her bathroom to get herself ready for bed.

And to make sure her brain processed the encounter that had just happened

The crimson red of fire burned her eyes as she heard muffled screams from the houses in the village. Someone was calling her name but she could not see or interpret who that person was. "Help!" she screamed, realizing that her big and tough voice had turned into a little mouse like voice and it frightened her. She ran aimlessly around trying to find a way to get away from here, or wherever here was. The next thing that happened even shocked her more. As she finally found a way out it suddenly became blocked by a huge ogre "NO!" she screamed now tripping over a rock as she began to flee. Now on her backside and trying to scoot away from the ogre the ogre began to charge right in her direction. The first time she did dodge it, but the second time it collided with her forcing her body to fly and land in a heap of rubble, right next to a dagger. For the third time it started to charge at her but this time something came over her, like a spell or something;

A possession

Hawke jumped onto the ogre and started to randomly stab it all over, trying to get it to die a painful death.

And it worked.

It finally toppled over and was beyond dead.

She stood up, her hands and face now covered in dark red blood. She soon saw her father and mother run toward her and saw a look of horror cross their faces when they saw their little girl covered in blood and her black pupils cover her usually luminous blue irises. Her mother screamed.

She soon woke up surrounded in a puddle of sweat and heard herself hyperventilating. "Maker…" she stood up and headed toward the dressing area to get dressed.

Afterward she ran downstairs to prepare her team.