All this shit is weird

Chapter Uno: Prologue Pt 1,

(First POV)

Darkness and coldness, that's the first thing I feel. Also some odd gravel below my knees, yet everything is… oh! I just realized, my eyes are shut. Opening my eyes, I realize, I'm stuck in some weird cell looking place, odd thing is… this place seems really familiar. Like I've seen this place before. Let's see, the last thing I remember was finishing my shift at the hospital. Working as a doctor was fun, though if I'm being honest, I'm pretty much a jack of all trades in all things medical. Though I did learn how to cook when I was younger. Creating dishes was always fun, as well as seeing the joy of people's faces when they tasted my food. Especially seeing children's face light up, that was a perk to the job. Slowly though, I grew disillusioned with the cuisine world. It wasn't fun any longer, no longer would children come flocking into the restaurant that I worked in. Senile bosses, and jealous co-workers… I finally had enough. Enough of cooking as a job and instead decided that I would sign on for med-school. Despite wanting to be a chef as a child, I also wanted to fight for my country, yet that also being said, I also wanted to save as many lives. Graduating from med-school was like a dream come true. Mainly due to the fact that it was a first step into a brand new world.

Oh! Sorry, I'm getting side-tracked. Now, where was I? Ah! Right! I finished my shift at the hospital, went home, played some dragon age inquisition with some new mods I had downloaded from NexusMods, and fell asleep. So, exactly how do I go from my beautiful comfortable bed to kneeling in some dingy looking prison thingy? And where the hell am I? The door bangs with a heavy thud and in walk two people I was not expecting to see, mainly due to the fact that they're… well… they aren't real people…. People dressed in medieval armour, fingering their sword like I'm dead meat…..

oh son of a bitch….

Red hair?

Check.

Hooded Cape thingy?

Check.

Braided Black hair…

Check…

I'm in Thedas. I'm actually in fucking Thedas…. This is most probably a dream so I'll continue on… Cassandra Allegra Portia Filomena Pentaghast and Leliana… the left and right hand of Divine Justinia. If they're here, then I'm at the beginning. Considering, I was a major Dragon Age fan, it took all of me not to squeal. I mean, dude seriously… it doesn't get any better than thi… wait a minute if I'm at the 'prologue' scene, then it also means that I've arrived just after the breech destroyed everything including Justinia…

Oh come on...

Kill me now…

Damn it, if I reveal I'm from another world, they'd call me a demon. If I reveal any future events, they wouldn't believe me. I'll play it safe for no….. "Tell me why we shouldn't kill you now" As I was doing my whole internal monologuing, Cassandra and Leliana have both been observing and circling around me. "The Conclave is destroyed, everyone that attended is dead…" by now, Cassandra's stopped circling around me, and glaring deeply into my eyes with hate. To be quite honest with you, it's quite scary. Also adding the fact that I'm trying deeply to calm my nerves down, isn't really helping matters. "Except for you" Thank you Severus Snape for your very astute observation.

Honestly speaking, this woman could probably be the best interrogation specialist, as I'm now trying hard not to hyperventilate. Seeing as my mother taught me to keep quiet if I had nothing to say, I decided to stay quiet. Especially, since I wanted to comment on something completely unrelated, but that would've brought up more suspicion to my already weird actions. Well, weird in their eyes. I'm uniquely special apparently, somehow though I have the distinct feeling I was being mocked over that but I'm okay, thanks for asking.

"Explain this"

As she say's this, she's holding my right hand that's flashing like green lightning, and cackling like thunder, before throwing it away from her like I'm something vile. Bitch. The thing is, I know Cassy is a good person and all, but damn man. Why are you getting on my case? I mean, if this is all a dream… can't you… I don't know… be a lot more nicer? Honestly, how much of a brute can one person be. I swear if we were back home, yo ass would've been sued woman. Yet, despite how much I want to mouth off, I realized now… this woman has no time for jokes and looks like she'd kill me if I piss her off, so deciding to answer her honestly (without revealing too much) I replied. "I can't" Sadly, I couldn't keep the sarcasm out of my voice. I wish I could, but I was no actor. "What do you mean you can't" Now, she's playing with the hilt of her sword. Like fuck man, can I not be here, like can I wake up right about now? Sigh. This woman, will probably be the first to kill me, if Leliana doesn't do the deed first. "Look woman, how I got that, I don't know. Nor do I know where in the hell I am. Then again, seeing as you're a dream could you, I dunno… send me back home now? I'd like to wake up now"

As I'm saying this, I'm also praying to whoever is listening that she won't kill me, Andraste, Maker… Heck I'll start reciting Elvhen god's if the human ones don't work. "How my hand is glowing in green, I have no idea… nor do I know where the hell I am?" That was a lie. Obviously, but if I go with the flow, Leliana will make checks and I know for a fact that I'm not the best of liars. Despite my stint with the military.

Ugh, I want to wake up now. I don't like this dream anym- "YOU'RE LYING" Right as she grabs me, a memory or something flashes through my head and with it, pain, something that feels like someone is grabbing an ice pick to stab my brain. Oh my god, is it possible to have pain in a dream?

"AXEL RUN! RUN AND WARN EVERYONE! BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE"

"NOT WITHOUT YOU, PLEASE JUSTINIA. DON'T FORCE ME TO GO. PLEA….NOOOOOOOOOO"

Damn it. My memories, why… How does Justinia know who I am…? Before I could be swallowed into more darkness, Leliana… honestly, I swear I could've kissed the woman, intervened pushing Cassandra back. "We NEED her Cassandra" "I don't understand, how is this possible" As the words spill out of my mouth, Leliana turns towards me, a bitter look full of hatred and anger in her eyes, before it is hidden.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I remember running, things reminiscent of spiders chasing me, and a woman in golden light… before passing out" As I'm saying this, I'm slowly getting confused by the minute. Like how exactly do I remember passing out? If this is all a dream, how is it possible to feel so… alive… is it REM? I'm confused by my own admission. As I knew, everything, yet at the same time, I knew nothing. How did Justinia know my name? Why did I dream of Thedas? What will ha- "A woman?" Brilliant, she doesn't believe me. Not to mention, I have a headache as large as the grand canyon smashing my brains over and over. As we were conversing, I noticed Cassandra remaining quiet in the corner. "Go to the forward camp Leliana, I will take her to the forward camp"

Uh… Houston… we have a problem…

Oh right, I should probably introduce myself. My name is Axel Alekzandrys Arcturus Trevelyan, youngest of 14 older siblings (obviously, my parents had no idea of contraception), born to Alexys Trevelyan and Eldrys Cousland. Born in Scotland. I moved to the States at the age of 5 and lived my whole life there. Though if anything, my parents always hated the word 'magic'. Like it was some bastard a man had with a mistress. Never knew why though. I started to learn how to cook at the age of 7, mainly due to the fact that my mother would always harass me to learn something, so I took up cooking just to get her off my case. Soon though, it became a bonding thing I had with my mother. Learning how not to blow up the kitchen was hard, but the benefits that came with learning how to cook was fun. I then enrolled into college well, the ELiTe Academy and studied medicine and cuisine. Surprisingly, I was actually do both, but with my high test scores, I guess the Academy allowed for it to happen. I then graduated being the second best (something that did not phase me one bit), became a chef and then left the cooking world to be a medic in war.

Back to the story

As Cassandra is leading me out, I see a guard clench his fists, whether threateningly or not, I had no care for. Obviously, the verdict was that I was guilty. So pushing all thoughts to the back of my mind, I walked on behind Cassy. "They have decided your guilt" She tells me. While looking around, all I see aimed back at me are glares of hatred. Children being rushed back inside, as if… as if to hide them away from me. Children looking away with scared faces. "We all mourn Divine Justinia". Now, I didn't ask for this…

"The Conclave was her idea, an idea to bring about peace" Thousands dead and obviously I'm the only fucker that lived, of course I'm going to get a guilty verdict at least in the eyes of the public. Continuing on, we stop by a bridge where she unties my wrists.

Considering the fact that I was no longer being bound in ropes, I stretched my wrists. Clicking both my wrists before continuing to walk on. "There will be a trial, but I cannot promise more than that" she tells me as we walk on.

All around me, I can see people losing hope, dead bodies, and soldiers, mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and…death. Something that doesn't really get thrown into detail with the game.

As we're walking to the bridge, memories of the game flash before my eyes, before I scream "GET OFF THE BRIDGE" Unfortunately for me, my warning came too late, as a blast from the rift destroys the bridge, as well as plunges both myself and Cassandra onto the firm hard ground. Well, ice ground, meh… same thing.

TBC?