Ok put very simple this is my OC taken from our world and dropped into the world of Dragon Age. Love, Angst and hopefully a bit of humour. What is she going to make of all the companions?

Chapter 1 – Into the deep end.

Makatza had always wished she was somewhere else, living in a world of magic and fantasy. Currently she stood underneath a shallow doorway trying to keep out of the rain. Rain dripped off the broken shelter and down the crevice between her neck and her hair. She was cold, miserable and terrified. She had no idea where she was, what she was wearing and how she got there.

The last thing she remembered was home and the storm.

She jogged down the pavement, the rain stung her eyes and fell on her in fat, heavy drops. Useful seeing as it blended into her tears, she swiftly dodged past people, her footsteps thundering in her ears. She paused to catch her breath outside a shop window, looking at her reflection she assessed how pathetic she looked.

Her long dark hair had worked it's way loose from the tight braid she kept it in, her large eyes were the most startling and usually made people do a double take, she had different coloured irises, one a deep blue the other dark brown. It put people off. Needless to say she was teased when she was younger. She had pale skin dusted with freckles in the summer.

Shaking herself out of her reverie she tucked her sodden hood up and ran toward the place she called home.

She liked her life to an extent, like most people she would change something if she could and that thing would be to have her own family, or a close friend. She was quiet and reserved, unless provoked, then she would loose her temper, luckily she had developed a lot of patience.

She opened the gate to the house and fished for her keys, The sign hanging off the wall banged in the wind, the tattered paint read:

'Mari's Orphanage.'

She sighed at the deteriorating look of the paint. She made a promise to herself to get up a ladder and repair the damage, even though she was deathly afraid of heights. She stepped into the door and was immediately greeted by screaming and shouting. Rolling her eyes she settled into the usual routine.

…...

She was washing up when her mother walked in.

'Ah Makatza, sweetie, how was University?' The older woman was Mari, she had found a babe on the door at least twenty-one years ago and upon adopting and naming the child she decided to open a children's shelter. She never married and had spent her life caring for others.

'It was fine mama, the usual,' she wiped the bubbles off her arms and dried her fingers on a tea-towel. Mari was the only one who called her by her full name.

'When are you going to have your own life darling?'

She sighed, they had this conversation every night, Mari meant no malice what so ever, she simply wanted the best for her little girl.

'I have my own life mama, here with you,' she placed a light kiss on her cheek and picked up the ironing basket.

'Makatza Hargrave! Listen to me young lady, I want to wake up one morning and find that you've left with the wages that you are due, a light in your heart and a dream in your soul. You need a young man and a new life. Simply send me a letter now and then to let me know that you're safe.'

'Mama, I'm fine honestly, I have my Uni course, I have you, and I have this place.' She pulled the ironing board out the closet, after waiting for a couple of kids to run past she was able to set it up.

'It's not enough, don't become like me sweetheart, find someone to love. Before it's too late.'

'I will mama I promise.'

With that Mari nodded happily and wandered off to collect the children for bed.

…...

She was tidying up the boy's game room, the storm was hard and heavy outside and rattled the windows, Makatza hated rain, thunder and lightning always followed. She tucked away the console and picked up a few of the games, one was covered in people shooting each other, she tossed it into the box, she looked at the other, 'Dragon Age 2,' a very handsome looking man stood on the cover holding a staff, she looked at the back and saw a few other interesting things. Magic, dragons, the chance to fall in love. Out of the few games that the boys played this was one she wouldn't mind them playing. She would love to play it herself but she didn't have the time.

Still when she did have time she would have to have a few hours seeing what it was like.

'MAKATZA!' She heard her mother shout from down the stairs. She put the game away and walked down to the kitchen.

'What's the matter mama?'

'Ami hasn't come home, could you go look for her please? I'm getting worried,' concern etched her features.

'Of course mama, I shouldn't be long.' She strapped on her shoes, zipped up her hoodie and stepped into the rain, she knew where Ami would be, she'd be in the forest with a few of her friends, smoking or something.

The rain got heavier the closer she got to the outskirts of the town's forest. After about ten, fifteen minutes she found Ami, a fifteen year old, blonde, and foul-mouthed. But they had an agreement, Ami came home or went to a friend's without a fuss and Makatza didn't tell Mari what she was up to. After sending her to her friend's home, Makatza rang Mari and told her that Ami was staying at one of her girlfriend's house for the weekend, afterwards she began the trek home.

It had gotten dark quickly and Makatza got worried, she couldn't see where she was going. Panic filled her veins, she began to run tripping over roots and hitting branches. Thunder erupted from the sky above, she gave a squeal of fear and promptly crashed into a tree. Her vision blurred and the last thing she saw was a flash of lightening.

…...

She awoke on a hard cobbled path, drenched to the bone in strange clothing. People bustled past her trying to get out of the rain, she shakily got to her feet, looking for cover. She was in a thin dress, which had long sleeves and a corset bodice. She ran down an alley, noticing that her feet were bare; she ducked underneath someone's porch and wrapped her arms around herself.

The rain only held out for another twenty minutes or so, when she saw that it had stopped she wandered into the street trying to look for an indication of where she was. All that surrounded her were shabby buildings and people huddling on the streets corners, of which there were a lot of. The path twisted and turned more times than she could count.

She saw another young woman rushing toward her and she plucked up the courage to talk to her.

'Excuse me please help, where am I?'

The young girl gave her a strange look, Makatza noticed her eyes were large and slanted, she looked very ethereal.

'Messere you are in Kirkwall,' she said slowly.

'Kir-Kirkwall? I-I don't know, I uh, where's a phone?' She rubbed her arms, she was so confused.

'Phone? I don't know what that is.. I'm sorry. If you need to contact someone there's always people in the Hanged Man,' she pointed down a road, 'go down there and turn left.'

'Thank you, thank you so much,' the young woman nodded and continued to rush toward her own destination.

Makatza swore as she walked down the alley, there was sharp glass strewn over the cobbles. She stepped on a particularly large piece and promptly sliced her foot open. 'Ahh, shit,' she looked at her foot in the dark light, 'ah fuck,' she hissed between her teeth, 'god that hurts,' balancing on her good foot she wiped the glass from her skin. Someone bumped past her knocking her over. She fell noisily to the wet floor. The noise brought the person's attention to her.

'Oh whaddya have here? Alright darlin' how about's you an' me get to know each other eh?' He drawled, bending down to her level. Makatza began to panic, he hand scrambled for the piece of glass that had hurt her.

'What's the matter baby, you scared?' He laughed grabbing her wrist.

'Get off arsehole!' She shouted trying to wrench her hand free. She flicked her other hand out and cut him across the face. He pulled away and she crawled to her feet and tried to run down the alley toward the source of light.

'Hey bitch I ain't finished wit you yet,' he grabbed her by her by her wrist again.

Reduced to tears she began to cry, 'LET ME GO!' She wailed.

Suddenly the pressure released. The man was thrown backwards with force, blood splattered up her face and the front of her dress. He fell heavily to the ground, still. An arrow stuck out his neck and blade was lodged in his shoulder. She stared at the sight, seconds later she was sick.

'Oh poor thing look at her, Varric can we keep her?'

'Isabela, leave her alone,' a deeper voice replied.

Makatza wiped her mouth with the back of her mouth, groggily she looked at her rescuers, 'please,' she whispered, 'help me.'

Isabela's heart broke, 'aww baby, of course we will,' she draped Makatza's arm over her shoulder, and took most of her weight.

Varric shook his head at the corpse on the floor he yanked the dagger out of the body and followed the two women back into the bar.

Well I hope you liked, I know it was a bit slow starting but it's gonna get better, please leave a review letting me know what you thought.