Jaykid1 here people. This is something I've been going over in my head for awhile. Pretty sure this is gonna be kind of a replacement for 'A New Legend'. I think this will go over a lot better. Though the outline of this is very different from what I planned in New Legend so if anyone wants me to continue that story, let me know. If I do continue it, know that it will be different from this but there will be a few similarities.
I hope you guys like this.
I'm kinda taking the Naruto story in my own hands and giving it a Dragon age element. So if something doesn't sound right, that's why.
Now, I know at the start of the Blight, Carver and Bethany are 18. What I don't know is how old Hawke is. I know he/she isn't much older than the twins so for my sake, I'm making Hawke 19.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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Summary:
There are those who struggle against destiny, and yet achieve only an early grave. There are those who flee destiny, only to have it swallow them whole. And there are who who embrace destiny, and do not show their fear. But there is only one who has the power to shatter the chains binding him to his destiny and freeing himself from his fate. The path he now walks will ultimately decide, not only his own, but the fate of those he surrounds himself with, and the fate of the world...
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The blight was happening. Darkspawn had stormed Lothering and were destroying everything in sight. A group of 4, that based purely on appearance were obviously family, were making their way away from their home as Darkspawn had overrun the place. At the front of the group was a female in modified rouge/mage garb with two daggers on her back(1). She was average height and had short shaggy black hair in a pixie cut with bright amber eyes, pale skin and a curvy/athletic body type with a red smear of war paint across the bridge of her nose. This was Marian Hawke(2), the oldest child of Malcolm and Leandra Hawke. While Hawke was technically a mage, her connection with her magic was rubbish so she instead took up wielding twin daggers. She did have enough control to sometimes augment an element into her attacks.
Close behind her were her younger twin siblings. The first was another female about the same height as her sister with the same pale skin tone but with a slimmer build. She had shoulder length curly black hair and soft brown eyes. This was Bethany Hawke. She was the middle child and wielded a mage's staff as she was the only 'accomplished' mage in the family. Next was the only male heir and youngest child of the Hawke clan, Carver. Like his sisters he had pale skin and black hair but had light blue eyes like his mother. Unlike his sisters, Carver was the tallest of the three siblings and heavily muscled, more than likely due to wielding a great sword as he was the only 'normal' one of the three as he would often say.
Bringing up the rear was the Matriarch of the Hawke clan, Leandra Hawke nee' Amell. Leandra, while being in her 50's(3), could easily pass for her oldest daughter's twin. The only thing that truly told her age was her hair as it had gone from the black of her youth to grey. She had blue eyes like Carver and stood as tall as her daughters.
The family of four had fled the outskirts where the family farm resided and into the rocky terrain that surrounded Lothering. They managed to take down the few Darkspawn that got in their way. During a brief moment of rest, the family planned their next move. After some talk, Leandra suggested Kirkwall. Thou Marian and Bethany were reluctant, considering the number of Templar's in Kirkwall, the family agreed and were on their way again, heading to Gwaren where they could take a ship to Kirkwall.
After encountering more Darkspawn, the family met 2 new allies of circumstance, Aveline Vallen, a former soldier in the kings army, and her husband Sir Wesley. What had Marian and Bethany on edge was that Wesley was a Templar. Due to Wesley's injury, he reluctantly agreed to a truce and the now group of six kept moving. Adding Aveline's sword to their arsenal proved helpful as they ran into many more Darkspawn as the group continued their way to Gwaren. As they were making their way to a large open area, they all heard the familiar screeching of Darkspawn. Reading their weapon's they all ran into the area and to their infinite shock, they found no Darkspawn in the immediate area. Looking around, they saw a Darkspawn army further up a hill on a large arena size rock formation, they weren't alone however as they had surrounded a lone figure. They couldn't make out much of the figure other than they were wearing something with a lot of red. The group got closer to see what was happening.
When they were close enough to see without drawing attention to themselves, they saw that the figure was tall and obviously male by body type alone. From the bottom up, he was wearing black open-toed sandal-boots with black baggy pants tucked into them. His upper body was completely hidden under a red robe with long sleeves that covered his hands. His face was hidden behind a red swirl mask with two eye holes in it(4). All they could tell was the man had spiky black hair. They saw the man was fighting the Darkspawn with some type of black rod that extended through his sleeve.
They watched as the rod, that must have been sharper than they realized, pierced through the Darkspawn army like it was paper. The masked man was killing Darkspawn left and right before he suddenly threw the rod, skewering several Darkspawn before it suddenly vanished. Suddenly his hands, that were covered with black gloves, came through his sleeves and clapped together before he quickly pulled them apart as another, longer rod appeared. This one however was different as it resembled a monks staff with a gold staff head with six rings inside. Flipping it over, a blade suddenly burst from the blunt end, turning the staff into a scythe. Expertly twirling it, the masked man cut down the Darkspawn.
Aveline and Carver were impressed with his skill's, however, it was what he did next that got Bethany and Marian's attention. One of the Darkspawn came up behind him, but before it could strike, the man backflipped behind the approaching Darkspawn and when he landed, he grabbed its head in his hand. While they were to far away to see what exactly happened, they could sense the pull on the fade signifying magic being used. The next thing they knew, the man kicked the Darkspawn into a group of others as he jumped away in a spin, using his scythe as a propeller, as the Darkspawn he kicked exploded.
The group watching seem to come out of there thoughts at the explosion and charged forward to give the masked mage a hand.
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'Where the blighted hell did all these Darkspawn come from?!' The masked man though irritably as he had been slaying this army of Darkspawn for ten minutes now and it was quickly becoming tedious. All he was trying to do was pass through Lothering as quickly as possible. The man had sensed two familiar presence in or near Lothering and while he wouldn't mind seeing one of the people again, the other one was who he'd rather avoid. He was almost out of Lothering when these undead bastard came out of nowhere. If he was counting right, he had killed just under 100 of them... scratch that, there went number 100.
Finally it seemed the numbers were wearing down when suddenly he could hear more fighting close by. Looking over, he saw another group of people had entered the battle. 3 women and 1 male. He looked behind them and saw two more people keeping their distance. One was an older woman and the other... The masked man's eyes narrowed in anger as he saw the last member of the small group was a Templar. He quickly calmed down when he saw the nasty wound on his arm. Seeing the blood that was leaking from him, he looked behind him and saw a trail of blood from where they must have come from. 'How is he still alive?' He thought until he looked closer and saw the man's skin and eyes showing signs of turning a pale white and in that moment he realized that the Templar was infected with the taint, and with no Grey-Warden's around, he would surely have to die. 'Good riddance.' He thought with grim satisfaction before focussing back on the task at hand.
Between the 5 warriors the remaining Darkspawn that the masked man was fighting were quickly dealt with. The 4 that had just joined the battle made to put their weapon's away when the masked man called out to them "Stay on your guard, this battle is not over yet!" He called out, his voice distorted from his mask. The others kept their weapon's out, but looked strangely at the masked man.
'What's he talking about? There aren't anymore Darkspawn here.' Was the collective thought between the group of six.
No sooner had that collective thought gone through all their head did the ground begin to shake. After a few seconds they all heard the sound of stomping. Looking to where the stomping was coming from, the group of six all widened their eyes as they saw another group of Darkspawn approach. The Darkspawn however weren't what put the stupefied looks on their faces, it was the ogre that was charging up. Everyone quickly moved out of the way.
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The ogre looked around before its beady eyes landed on Bethany who was standing defensively in front of her mother. Having nowhere to run, Bethany fired a fireball at it. This seemed to anger the ogre more than wound it as it reached down to grab Bethany. Time slowed down for the Hawke family. They all just knew that if that ogre grabbed her, Bethany was going to die, yet they all froze knowing they couldn't do anything. Just as the ogre was about to close it's hand around her, there was a poofing sound, followed by a swishing sound in the air and the ogre suddenly roared out in pain as its arm had been severed at the shoulder while Bethany and Leandra were nowhere to be found.
It wasn't until there was another poofing sound did Bethany and Leandra reappear as they were under the arm and over the shoulder of the masked man respectively. Marian had released a breath she didn't know she holding. There they were, safe from harm with the masked man who she now owed for saving her mother and sister. Looking at her brother, she saw he was extremely wary. Not all that surprising, he never was fond of mages. She was brought back when she remembered that there was an ogre that was now extremely pissed off in the area.
The ogre looked to the masked man and with it's little brain power seemed to realize that was the one to cause him harm. Letting out a beastly roar, it charged at the man. The masked man, after setting down the girl and her mother, looked toward the ogre to see it running after him. He stood up straight while behind his mask unknown to all those around, his eyes glowed.
The others saw the man was standing still and were about to call out to him to move until they saw a strange blue flame erupt around his body and what looked like a rib cage formed in the flames. The ogre saw this and looked like it was trying to slow down when a blue skeletal arm reached out of the flames grabbed the ogres remaining arm to keep it where it was. Three more arms came out and grabbed the ogre's legs and its head. The ogre was lifted from the ground and while no one could really see it, the masked man tightened his hold his scythe and the arms suddenly crushed the body parts they were holding leaving an ogre body with no arms, legs or a head to hit the ground with a wet thud. The brutal scene made the members of the group with softer stomachs, namely Bethany and Leandra to nearly vomit.
The masked man flipped his scythe around so the staff end was up. The blade disappeared turning the weapon back into the monk's staff. He took a deep breath before he fell to one knee. Marian who had been walking toward the masked man to thank him for saving her sister and mother sped up when she saw him drop to one knee. When she reached him, she knelt down to his level, placing one hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" She asked concerned.
The masked man turned his hollow masked gaze upon her and while she didn't show it, Marian shuddered a bit on the inside when she couldn't see his eyes through the mask. "I am fine, thank you. That particular magic is powerful and I haven't got it completely mastered yet." His distorted voice explained as he stood up. It was then the others arrived. Leandra and Bethany looked grateful like Marian, Aveline's face was blank so her thoughts were unknown, Carver and Wesley however looked ill at eased. This man wielded a powerful magic that ruthlessly ripped apart a troll.
"Who are you, mage?" Wesley said in a harsh voice to hopefully hide how frightened he was of this man. He however couldn't hide the involuntary flinch he suffered when the man looked his way with his hollowed gaze that seemed to pierce him.
"Mind your tongue Templar! I'm having a hard enough time restraining myself from killing you where you stand. And in your current condition, you have no authority to be barking demands to me." The man said, his distorted voice making his angered tone all the more vicious.
Wesley looked like he was about to say more but was quickly silence by Aveline. "Wesley enough, if this man was a threat, he wouldn't have saved lady Leandra and her daughter." She said harshly, effectively cowing her husband. She turned to the masked man. "Forgive my husband Serrah, he is injured and acting out because of it."
"Hmph, I can certainly see who has the brains in this marriage." He commented getting a small smirk from Aveline and a glare from Wesley. "My identity can be given later. Right now, we must go before more Darkspawn arrive." He said.
The others agreed, some reluctantly. They all made to leave the area, however it would seem they waited to long as Darkspawn flooded the area. "Flames, we're to late!" Aveline said. The others were inclined to agree.
The five fighters formed a type of semi circle while Wesley and Leandra were behind them. It was then the discouraging situation potentially got worse as they were backed to a rock wall, they all heard a beastial roar from directly above them. Looking up, the group of 6 had varying looks of awe and fear on there faces as they saw a High Dragon looking down at them from its perch. The masked man's face however, had it been visible, would show an annoyed visage. 'Shit, just who I was trying to avoid.' He thought bitterly.
The Dragon suddenly spread its wings and flew down from its perch and proceeded to torch the Darkspawn army. It circled the area then landed in the middle of them before tearing apart all the remaining Darkspawn. With the Darkspawn vanquished, the Dragon turned it's attention to the 7 others in the area and seemed to zero in on the masked man. Suddenly, in a flash of light, the Dragon vanished, and in its place was a woman in armor. While her face showed her to be advanced in years, her body was strong and limber.
The armor on her feet clinked when she walked, and she walked up to the group. "Well, well, well, what have we got here?" She said mostly to herself as she walked up to the masked man. She examined him for a moment before she gained a smile. "How long has it been since we've last seen each other?"
"Not long enough." Was his annoyed reply.
The woman feigned hurt. "Aw now you know it hurts me when you say things like that." She said before she chuckled. "I do hope you aren't wearing that mask to try and fool me. Even if I can't see your face I know it's you, you stink of your father." She said.
The man growled. "Don't act like you don't know why I wear this." He said, it was clear he was getting angry.
"Yes, yes, because of your brother. I actually saw him not to long ago, and I have a feeling I will see him again soon. However that is neither here nor there, since we are in the wilderness and no where near civilization, take off that mask, let grandma see that handsome face." The woman said.
Marian, who had been standing next to the masked man, was listening to what these two were saying. The way the man sounded, he didn't like this woman, but according to her, he was her grandson. Her thoughts were put to the back of her head when she saw the man reach up to his face to remove his mask. She was truly curious as to what was behind it. Se held her breath when he grabbed it and slowly pulled it off. She had been expecting a scar of some sort, perhaps a nasty burn or some type of disfigurement. She realized with a blush that what she was expecting and what she got were two very different things.
The man had no scar or burn or any disfigurement, he was perfectly fine. His face was angular with not an ounce of baby fat. He had these strange marks on his cheeks that looked like whiskers and his forehead was covered with wrappings. But to Marian, it was his eyes that caught her attention. They were a dazzling amethyst purple with a ring in them. All in all, she thought he was very handsome.
"Happy now?" He asked the woman annoyed.
The woman examined him for a moment. "You don't just stink like your father, you look like him too. But at least you inherited my daughters eyes. It is good to see you again... Naruto."
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1. She has the mage outfit she starts in at the beginning of the game but with the rouge blades. (I'm not talking about the fib story that Varric started telling at the beginning.)
2. Default female Hawke with amber eyes.
3. No idea how old Leandra actually is, if someone know's let me know and I'll change it.
4. Picture Tobi/Obito's mask but red with two eye holes.
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That's a wrap. Ch. 1 is done.
I pulled an all nighter finishing this up. I hope I made this starting chapter entertaining enough and made the end suspenseful.
Bet your all wondering who Naruto's parent's are. You'll never guess. If you want to know really badly and don't mind spoilers PM me. But if you can be patient, it will be revealed in Ch. 2... or at least his mom will for sure, not sure about his dad yet. Anyway...
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