Notes: Hey so this is my first real story and I'm not exactly sure how fast I'll be writing but I have the first couple chapters done-ish. I tagged this as mature cause I have a tendency to use some color language and I make no promises of not having smut in the future. Anyway this chapter is super short since I'm tired of playing the prologue over and over again. To be honest I'll probably be going quickly through the first part of the story in order to get to sky hold and to get everyone in the story. I also apologize in advance for any mistakes and such. I hate editing. Any way enjoy and remember I don't own any of these characters or the DA:I plot.

I was running. Things were chasing me, great big spiders clacking against the rocks. A hand reached out and I took it. Then everything went black.

I awoke stiff in a darkened cell. My hands were shackled and I hurt all over. Suddenly the door banged open and a woman in seeker armor strode in.

She demanded to know why she shouldn't kill me, explaining that everyone that was at the conclave was dead except for me. Luckily the woman behind her convinced her I needed to live.

"You think I did it?" My mind reeling with thoughts.

The seeker, Cassandra, grabbed my arm, drawing my attention to the strange glowing mark stretching across my palm.

"Explain this."

I shook my head in confusion. "I can't."

Cassandra made a disgusted noise pacing away from me. The other woman that had been in the background stepped forward and started asking me what I knew.

"I don't remember" I said in frustration.

"What do you mean you don't remember!" yelled the seeker.

"Exactly that! I don't know what happened. All I remember is being chased by creatures and a woman calling out to me."

At the mention of a woman the other woman perked up only to be told by the seeker to go to the forward camp. Apparently we were meant to catch up with her. After the woman, how had been addressed as Leliana, left the seeker turned to me and started unchaining me from the floor.

"What exactly did happen" I asked tentatively, not sure I wanted to know.

"It's better if I showed you."

The seeker then turned and headed for the door making it clear I should follow.

As I stepped through the door I felt my breath catch. The whole sky was tinted green and there appeared to be a giant whole ripped through it. Suddenly pain surged up my arm making me double over. The mark on my hand was pulsing and it felt as though someone had forced fire through my veins. Finally the pain receded and I straightened out and met Cassandra's gaze.

"When the conclave exploded the breech appeared spilling demons into the valley. Each time the breach expands so does your mark and it is killing you. There is a chance that your mark can help close the breech."

My mind was still reeling as she reached for my bindings and cut my hands free.

"There will be a trial," she continued "that is all I can promise you."

"Alright I guess I'll do what I can to help."

She made an approving noise turning towards the gate. I followed her out and into the valley as she explained how everyone had decided my guilt. Fantastic. Jumping to conclusions is always the best course of action. I shook my head trying to focus on the task at hand, namely avoiding the explosions that kept being caused by the breach. Of course as soon as we started on the bridge across one of the frozen rivers one of said explosions caused the section of the bridge we were on to collapse. We managed to escape the fall unscathed only for a demon to appear.

Cassandra ordered me to stay behind her, which seeing as I had no weapons I was happy to comply. She took off hacking at the demon fighting with the grace and ferocity of a seasoned warrior. Unfortunately another demon decided to appear between me and the seeker. I frantically searched around for anything to use as a weapon not wanting to reveal my magic to someone who already suspected me of a crime. Luckily two daggers must have fallen with us from the bridge. I dove for them just as the demon lunged at me. Rolling I stood ready to face the demon. It was slow and I was quickly able to dispatch it. Cassandra also had finished dispatching her demon turning to me with her sword still raised.

"Drop your weapons."

I looked at my bloodied daggers knowing I technically could relinquish them and simply use my magic if need be. Though I felt much more comfortable having weapons I could use without revealing I was technically an apostate.

"You can't seriously think you can take me through this demon infested valley with no means to defend myself. You're just going to have to trust me."

"Give me one good reason."

I leveled my gaze looking her directly in the eye.

"Because my life depends on it."

I kept my eyes even with hers, trying to read the debate she was having with herself. Finally she sighed and seethed her sword.

"I guess I will" she said turning to press on "I should remember you didn't try to run."

As soon as she had turned around I loosed the breath I had been holding.

We came across and elven mage and dwarven archer fighting off demons that were spilling out of a miniature version of the breech. We helped them finish off the last of the demons. Soon after they were all sent back to the fade, the elf took my marked hand and shoved it in to the rift. I felt a strange pulsing and the rift was closed.

The elf explained that the mark is able to close the rifts and may be used to close the breach. The dwarf then introduced him as Varric the rouge tagalong too witch Cassandra made a rather annoyed noise. The elf then introduced himself as Solas and how he was the one who made sure my mark didn't kill me. He then went on to explain how this magic was nothing he had ever seen before but it was his next comment that caught my attention.

"The prisoner is no mage but I can't imagine any mage having this kind of power."

I missed whatever else was said as I struggled to keep the shock off my face. This mage seemed well versed in magic and already had claimed that he had done extensive tests on me. There was no way he couldn't have sensed my magic even though I have trained to hide my abilities even while unconscious. So why would he openly lie about my magic? Before I could even begin to reason why we ran into more demons causing my thoughts to be chased away.

We finished closing a rift in front of the forward camp and headed inside to formulate a plan on how to address the breach.

After much arguing with the chantry cleric we finally had 2 plausible options on how to reach the temple. For some reason they though it was a good idea to ask for my opinion even though I was still only referred to as the prisoner. No one has even bothered to ask my name. Which I guess isn't so bad and will make it easier to disappear after all this and find Adriana. If she's still alive that is. I shake my head forcing myself to face the task at hand.

I pick the mountain pass in hopes of finding the missing soldiers. Cassandra slightly disapproved but I figure it was her fault for leaving the decision to me.

After fighting more demons and saving the remaining soldiers from a particularly nasty rift, we finally arrived at the temple of sacred ashes. Solas explained that the rift was hopefully the key to fixing the breech since it was the first. We made our way to the rift passing what Varric referred to as Red Lyrium, though I missed most of the conversation due to my anxiety about what was being said through the rift.

Cassandra demanded if the vision we saw was true and I reminded her that I didn't know. Luckily Solas brought our attention back to the rift. When everyone was in position I reopened the rift and all hell broke loose.

Finally after a hard fought battle against a Pride demon and some lesser demons, I was able to close the rift. I saw the rift close but then my vision swam and the world went black.

Notes

Fun stuff. I obviously got bored with the prologue. The next one is longer I swear and has more dialogue and such!